Do you have a scholarly tyranny?

"Your phone is ringing."

Tan Siming was half-sitting on the bedside reading a book, Xi Hu glanced at it, the title of the book was "The Dog of Babel".

On the cabinet next to him, his cell phone was buzzing non-stop.

Xi Hu closed the door casually and walked to the bed.He just got out of the shower and was wiping his hair with one hand, a drop of water slipped from his hair, along his neck, kissing his tanned skin.

"My dad, don't worry about it."

He glanced at the phone screen and cut off the call.

Lifting a corner of the quilt, he hesitated.

"Is this bed 1.5 meters? It's too crowded for two people, why don't I sleep on the floor? I'll ask Cao Xiong to borrow a quilt..."

"No," Tan Siming stopped, "They seem to have fallen asleep."

"Really? That's it."

Tan Siming read the book again, and Xi Hu sat on the other side of the bed, charging his phone, poking the screen with his hand, clicking in and out of several software, it was only 10:30—they When I came back after six o'clock, Grandma Cao was at home. After dinner, the old man went to wash and rest at eight o'clock sharp. After more than an hour, the two brothers also said that they were sleepy and went upstairs.

The nightlife here is too lacking, the owner's family goes to bed early, and everything he wants to do is in the way, for fear of movement.If you sneak out of the house, there may be a game hall within a radius of ten miles—it’s still the kind of old antiques from the 80s.

There is only the sound of flipping books in my ears.

Tan Siming's slender fingers were leaning on the book case, his lips were tightly pressed, and his body was leaning back.His washed hair was already half-dry, and there was a fragrance of shower gel and a "do not disturb" aura all over his body.

Come out to play and bring books, Xi Hu is really convinced.

Seeing Tan Siming's devotion, Xi Hu couldn't help leaning over to see what the person was reading.

"I can resist a little stronger. If I can go back to that night, I will definitely. As long as I can turn back the time, I will definitely take off the mask on her face and kiss her soft lips. However, that day I didn't. I submitted to her and lay there at her mercy, letting her make #love with me in that smiling girl mask. When I reached #orgasm, I felt like I betrayed her, He also betrayed himself."

Xi Hu: "..."

Tan Siming seemed to be able to read minds, and read the passage to Xi Hu word by word.His glasses were placed on the bedside table, and there was an indescribable melancholy in his eyes as he stared at the book.

The tone is calm, but there seems to be some pity.

This indescribable feeling of powerlessness in men is generally only after exams or orgasms.Xi Hu was superficial to a certain level, and asked in doubt.

"You still read pornographic books?"

"No, this is a love suspense novel. It is about a linguist who misses his dead wife. The only person who witnessed his wife's death was their dog. So he kept doing teaching experiments, trying to find out the truth by letting the dog speak the truth. The real cause of his wife's death."

"Awesome! Finally he succeeded? Did the dog talk?"

"No. This is suspense, not science fiction."

"... Then how did his wife die?"

"suicide."

"What the hell? I'm still thinking about murder or something."

Xi Hu felt bored. He was not interested in extracurricular books that are equivalent to alternative Chinese textbooks.Seeing that Tan Siming closed the book, put the bookmarks and lay down, Xi Hu stretched out his hand, turned on the light, and wrapped himself in the quilt.

It's early summer, and the nights in the country are cool, and it's raining now.The outside is dark, and a sporadic light comes in from under the half-opened curtain. The chirping of crickets and frogs are mixed in the wind, wrapped together with raindrops, and slapping on the window, as if confused, as if sigh.

Too quiet.

"Why are you afraid of the dark?"

No wonder only half of the curtain was put up.

Although Tan Siming is not the kind of rough and rough man, but no matter how you look at it, he will not be a weak and cowardly person. Today's going down the mountain was beyond Xi Hu's expectation.

No one spoke for a long time.

Xi Hu couldn't bear the too quiet atmosphere, he felt a little hot, and just wanted to say something casually, but it turned out to be even more embarrassing and difficult for a while.

Does it involve personal privacy?

"Well, let's play the truth..."

Xi Hu thought for a while, and omitted the three words "big adventure" that would make people recall too much.

"Just play the truth, I let you, you ask me a question first, I must tell the truth, and then I ask you, you also answer truthfully. This is fair, okay?"

"it is good."

When Tan Siming opened his mouth, it was a super straight ball.

"First question, what is our relationship now?"

Xi Hu: "..."

How could he forget that Tan Siming spoke so directly?

Why did he propose to play the truth?

Why on earth could he not think about digging a hole for himself?

With a hole in one, he was pushed to the bottom of the pit by the straight ball.

"It's what you say it is."

Xi Hu kicked the ball back.He pretended to move aside without any intention, raised his eyebrows, put his hands on his face, and looked down at Tan Siming, "You're holding hands, and you still ask questions knowingly, what a bad boy."

"..."

Xi Hu spoke slowly, with a pretentious accusation at the end. Tan Siming was about to speak when his mouth was blocked by a finger.

"Let me ask - why are you afraid of the dark?"

"Sequelae. I was locked up in a warehouse before. It happened in elementary school."

"what happened?"

"That's another question."

After being punished by his own way, Xi Hu shut up.

"Second question, why me?"

There are countless confessions to Xi Hu, and Tan Siming refers to why the person Xi Hu accepts is himself.

Xi Hu is the only one in the school draft list. No one has ever heard of Xi Hu having a partner, not even a scandal.

He has bright eyes and sparse eyebrows, two torch-like eyes, and an imposing manner, but when he smiles, he has a different look, his eyes are rolling, revealing a small canine tooth, which is a bit unruly.

Watching him smile can give people strength, and there seems to be nothing to be afraid of in the dark.

"Why is that you……"

Xi Hu repeated slowly.He recalled the two months of getting along with Tan Siming, and he just came back to his senses.

Can it be said that he knows that he is gay, and that the love letters from girls he received before are equivalent to waste paper. Can Tan Siming be the first to have good contact and serious consideration?

Too many thoughts, too chaotic, being pushed away, Xi Hu couldn't speak for a while.

"Are you whiter?"

"..."

"That's it, because I'm darker," he touched his chin, "We match in black and white."

"..."

"It's my turn, why are you locked in the warehouse?"

"Playing hide-and-seek with my classmates until they went home. I stayed in the warehouse and was locked up."

"..."

It turned out to be a game order...

I can probably think of Tan Siming's appearance when he was a child. Those children are too blind. Such a snow-white dumpling is so eye-catching that it can be ignored.

"Snow White Tuanzi" didn't seem to take the tragedy caused by playing games seriously, his face was vaguely recognizable in the dark night, without any trace of nostalgia or sadness.

"The third question, why don't you study hard?"

"..."

The author has something to say:

"The Dog of Babel" is a novel I read in junior high school. At the same time, I also read the more famous "The Kite Runner", but the Tower of Babel impressed me even more. The irony is probably that one is that the husband is a linguist but not good at communication, and the other is that the whole article is written from a male perspective, but the author is a woman.