Song of Glass

Alcohol is strong and cowardly, and after sobering up, people will always regret the things they did impulsively under the catalysis of alcohol.

Jiao Wangyu thought, fortunately, nothing happened yesterday.

Pu Songqiu could see that he had something on his mind that he didn't want to reveal, so he simply pretended to be thorough, pretending that he didn't shed any tears.

After all four of them got up, they cleaned up the house together, and then went downstairs to have dinner.

Even if this birthday is over like this, Jiao Wangyu and Pu Songqiu have turned 19 years old together.

While eating downstairs, Jiao Wangyu suddenly said, "I don't know if we can celebrate our birthday together next year."

Jian Shao looked up at Pu Songqiu, and found that Pu Songqiu was drinking his porridge with his head down, without any reaction at all.

It was Cheng Er who answered the question: "Let's go, at least four years of college together is no problem."

After Cheng Er finished speaking, he suddenly smiled: "Not necessarily, if someone has a girlfriend, he won't have time to talk to brother."

Jian Shao patted him: "You are the one who values ​​sex over friends."

The two quarreled again.

Jiao Wangyu glanced at Pu Songqiu, feeling that something was wrong with him, but he didn't ask any further questions, and lowered his head and took a bite of the bun.

At ten o'clock in the morning, they returned to school after eating, and saw Ying Zong sitting on a bench downstairs in the dormitory.

Jian Shao said, "Why does this person linger on?"

Knowing the secret, Jian Shao looks at Ying Zong with more complicated emotions now, he is actually a little worried about Pu Songqiu.

Seeing them, Ying Zong waved towards Pu Songqiu.

Pu Songqiu ignored it and walked into the dormitory building directly.

Jiao Wangyu wanted to go over and say something, but was held back by Jian Shao.

"Go back," Jian Shao said, "I'll come."

He pushed Jiao Wangyu and Cheng Er into the building, and turned around to deal with Ying Zong.

Ying Zong looked at him and smiled: "Who are you?"

"Who are you?" Jian Shao walked to the bench and looked down at Ying Zong who was sitting there, "Aren't you energetic?"

Ying Zong restrained his smile: "I am not energetic, it seems that it has nothing to do with you?"

"Don't provoke my brother all the time," Jian Shao said, "We don't care what kind of person you are and what you do, but don't try to drag others into trouble."

Ying Zong's eyes changed, he stood up and looked at Jian Shao.

"What are you talking about?" Ying Zong was a little displeased, "What kind of person am I? What have I done? Who did I drag into the water?"

Jian Shao just wanted to help his friend out of the siege, but he was the most stupid, he was speechless and could only back away when the other party pressed him.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ying Zong smiled: "Have you heard too many gossips? Do you know that three people become tigers?"

Ying Zong said: "I'm gay, what's wrong? Who's in the way? Oh, yes, I'm in the way of your brother."

He picked up the beautifully wrapped gift box on the bench, and stuffed it to Jian Shao: "It's a birthday present for him, whether you want it or not, don't throw it away casually."

Before leaving, Ying Zong said to Jian Shao: "It's true that I'm gay, but I haven't done that kind of dirty thing. The dirty one is the person who poured sewage on me. It's disgusting."

Jian Shao stood there with the box in his arms, watching Ying Zong leave without looking back, unable to utter a word.

Come to "solve" others, but why does it seem to be "solved" by others?

How did Yingzong say "I'm gay" out of anger?

How courageous.

Jian Shao seemed to suddenly understand why someone would gossip about Yingzong. This person's behavior style is really not flattering, he does his own way, regardless of other people's feelings.

He didn't know whether it was good or bad, but he felt that since Pu Songqiu was obviously resistant to Yingzong, Yingzong should be more sensible and stay away from Pu Songqiu.

Ying Zong had already walked away, Jian Shao looked away and looked down at the big box in his arms.

This was for Pu Songqiu, and Jian Shao knew that he had no right to handle it without authorization, so he had to carry it back to the dormitory.

As soon as he entered, he subconsciously glanced at Jiao Wangyu, who was playing with his keychain—the one Pu Songqiu gave him.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Jiao Wangyu looked back.

Jian Shao said: "Brother Pu, Ying Zong gave you a birthday present."

Cheng Er immediately came over after hearing the news: "What? Such a big box!"

Jiao Wangyu stared at the box, wondering what was inside.

Pu Songqiu glanced at it, thanked Jian Shao, took the box and put it aside.

He didn't intend to open it, and it was not easy for others to rush.

Pu Songqiu sent a message to Ying Zong, asking him to meet him in the teaching building.

When Pu Songqiu went out with the box in his arms, Jiao Wangyu was cutting his nails. The moment the other party closed the door, he accidentally cut his nails and bled.

Put down the nail clippers, pull out the Band-Aid, and stick it carefully.

Jian Shao said: "Ying Zong told me just now that he is indeed gay."

Jiao Wangyu lowered his head to apply the Band-Aid, and frowned when he heard Jian Shao's words.

"Really?" Cheng Er became interested, "It's the first time I've seen a live gay!"

Jian Shao looked at him with disgust: "Why are you so excited?"

"Damn, it's really awesome." Cheng Er said, "So what they said is true?"

"I don't know." Jian Shao said, "Ying Zong said he never did that kind of thing."

Jian Shao was silent for a while, he didn't understand what Cheng Er was muttering, and after a while he said: "But having said that, it's really not good to spread gossip without knowing the truth."

Cheng Er was stunned, and nodded: "That's true."

Jiao Wangyu stared at the band-aid on his finger, and suddenly remembered that Pu Songqiu bought this band-aid.

After Pu Songqiu went out, he went directly to the teaching building.

Today, Sunday, there was no one in the teaching building, so he found an empty classroom, sent Ying Zong the classroom number, and sat there waiting for him.

In mid-October, although the sun is still good, the temperature is not as good as it was a while ago.

The cool wind blew in from the open window and blew straight onto the back of Pu Songqiu who was sitting in the last row.

Ying Zong came and stood at the door with no expression on his face.

"Let's talk." Pu Songqiu looked at him.

"Okay." Ying Zong smiled and walked over.

He walked up to Pu Songqiu: "Do you mind if I sit next to you?"

Pu Songqiu hesitated for a moment: "Sit on the other side."

When he was in school, Jiao Wangyu sat on Pu Songqiu's left hand side. Later, this seat seemed to be exclusive to Jiao Wangyu. Pu Songqiu always reserved the seat on his left hand side for Jiao Wangyu.

Ying Zong didn't understand that they were all on the side, what's the difference between the left and the right, but he didn't plan to make trouble for Pu Songqiu today, nor did he plan to continue to make trouble for himself.

He obediently sat on the other side.

"Is this going to be returned to me?" Ying Zong looked at the box.

The packaging of the box was wrapped by himself, and the contents inside were carefully selected by him.

"Thank you." Pu Songqiu didn't come here to quarrel today, nor did he come to ridicule this person, he was a little tired.

After Jiao Wangyu fell asleep last night, Pu Songqiu actually stayed up all the time. He sat on the window sill and smoked three cigarettes, blowing the cold wind for a long time.

He knew when the rain stopped and when the wind started. When others were dreaming, he stood there smoking one cigarette after another.

He thought a lot.

About Jiao Wangyu, about himself, and of course, about Yingzong.

He doesn't like Ying Zong, nor does he sympathize with Ying Zong. It can be said that he has no feelings or emotions for Ying Zong, and the other party has not left a trace in his world.

But he intends to end this meaningless entanglement as soon as possible.

"Thank you for your gift," Pu Songqiu said, "but I really can't accept it."

Ying Zong looked at the box on the table and ground his molars.

"Do you really hate me?" Ying Zong asked.

Pu Songqiu thought about it, but decided to tell the truth.

"I don't hate it." Pu Songqiu replied, "I don't care that much."

Ying Zong frowned.

He suddenly smiled, and looked at Pu Songqiu: "You mean, I'm not that important. To you, you don't even need to bother to hate me, right?"

Pu Songqiu didn't say anything, it was a tacit consent.

Ying Zong chuckled, "That's the way it is."

He leaned back in the chair and let out a long sigh of relief.

"I'm just not convinced." Ying Zong said, "I can't get what I want."

Pu Songqiu glanced at him.

"But I can probably understand that no one wants to have anything to do with me." Ying Zong said, "Have you heard about those things?"

Pu Songqiu didn't speak, Ying Zong smiled wryly by himself: "Call me gay, say I sell ass."

He smiled and looked at Pu Songqiu: "Do you know how they passed it on? They said that I would pay 100 yuan a time. Fuck, my ass is so precious, let alone a hundred, and those crooked melons and cracked dates will not even want to touch me for a thousand. "

Pu Songqiu frowned.

Seeing his expression, Ying Zong laughed so hard that he lay down on the table: "You can't hear such words, can you? Clean and good baby, I can't stand this."

He lay there looking at Pu Songqiu: "That's right, a clean and good baby should like his kind, for example, Jiao Wangyu."

Pu Songqiu glanced at him.

"Don't hide it, I can see it, you don't need to deny it." Ying Zong said, "It's really interesting, these people I met, all of them hide their sexual orientation tightly, for fear of being found out. I don't get it, is this so obvious to everyone? Who does homosexuality hinder?"

Pu Songqiu really wants to say that he is not, he has never liked other homosexuals, and he is not sure whether he is gay or not.

But saying this kind of thing always sounds like a hypocritical sophistry, which is really unnecessary.

Ying Zong said: "Okay, you all keep it a secret, I want to see how long you can keep it a secret."

He stood up, picked up the box on the table and held it in his arms cherishingly.

"It's not fun anymore." Ying Zong said, "This is the end of my game with you. Don't worry, I won't bother you anymore."

Ying Zong walked out with the box in his arms, suddenly remembered something, turned his head and smiled and said to Pu Songqiu: "I wanted to teach you how to do that kind of thing, but it seems that I have no chance now, but if you keep doing this If you don’t hide it, you might never have the chance to do that kind of thing in your whole life.”

He smiled presumptuously: "I'm not selling it, but if you want to try it in the future, you can come to me."

His fingers hooked the silver ribbon tied into a bow on the box, and he said with a smile: "Pu Songqiu, you'd better keep it a secret, all of you better not let others know that you are also gay. Goodbye."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the teaching building.

When Pu Songqiu got up, he looked out the window and saw Ying Zong throwing the box into the trash can.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-1007:01:55~2020-07-1107:53:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: one hundred ice creams, one Xiang Bei;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 15 bottles of Douxiaobao; 5 bottles of Gufan Yunwaishu and Mo Linghuaxi i; 1 bottle of Yuanlouxi (Jiang Lin);

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!