Song of Glass

Ever since Pu Songqiu went out, the two people in the dormitory were restless.

One is Jiao Wangyu who doesn't understand why he is anxious, and the other is Jian Shao who knows Pu Songqiu's secret.

Jian Shao promised to help Pu Songqiu keep the secret, he did what he said, and he also knew that as a friend, in fact, some things can't be controlled too much, but anyway, even if you ignore the gossip about Ying Zong, that person's own Personality is also a bit of a problem, getting too close is not a good thing.

Jian Shao glanced at Jiao Wangyu, worried that something would happen between Pu Songqiu and Yingzong because he didn't get Jiao Wangyu.

There are many such routines in the novel.

When Jiao Wangyu returned home during the National Day holiday, his father bought a laptop computer. Several people had discussed to find time to manage the Internet recently, but they have been procrastinating until now.

Sitting there, he always felt uneasy. He turned on the computer and flicked on it. Without the Internet, he couldn’t do anything, so he simply turned on the small game that came with the computer and started playing.

Jian Shao turned his head to look at Jiao Wangyu, then pretended to be indifferent, and said, "Hey, you said Brother Pu went out with that thing, did you go to find Yingzong?"

Jiao Wangyu's hand holding the mouse froze, his eyes fixed on the computer screen, but he didn't make any next move for a long time.

Cheng Er, on the other hand, was texting someone while eating snacks: "It's time to return the gift."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Er curled his lips: "Is that Yingzong true or false? I should go and find out."

He took a bite of the potato chips: "In case it's really gay, and you've fallen in love with our brother Pu, do you think I'm assisting or persuading me?"

Jiao Wangyu frowned.

Jian Shao glared at him, and said "Tsk", "Assist the size."

Cheng Er didn't know anything, but his brain skills were superb.

He sat cross-legged on a chair, ate potato chips and made arrangements for Pu Songqiu and Ying Zong.

Cheng Er said: "According to my observation, Ying Zong should be in that kind of wave."

Jian Shao glanced at Jiao Wangyu, who was still staring at the computer, motionless, without blinking his eyelids.

Jian Shao wanted Cheng Er to stop talking, but before he opened his mouth, Cheng Er preempted him.

"Brother Pu, tsk tsk, top quality."

Jiao Wangyu looked back at him: "Why?"

As soon as he asked the question, Jian Shao was first surprised, and said in his heart: Are you curious?Want to be gay too?

Cheng Er, who didn't know anything, was still eating his Copic potato chips, and very seriously analyzed the relationship between Pu Songqiu and Ying Zong based on his "experience" from reading novels.

"Think about it," Cheng Er turned around and explained to Jiao Wangyu seriously, "Brother Pu, he is handsome and tall, pleasing to the eye, and his physical strength also looks good."

As soon as he mentioned physical strength, Jiao Wangyu frowned slightly, and at the same time, the tips of his ears turned red.

"Cheng Er," Jian Shao complained, "You're so obscene."

"I said something obscene? It's because your thoughts are too dirty!" Cheng Er said, "I said good physical strength, which means we can work out together. Do you have any objections?"

Jian Shao rolled his eyes: "Kind body, what are you thinking, don't think we don't know."

Cheng Er giggled, laughing so obscenely.

"But to be honest, I don't really want to be cute with this pair of CPs," Cheng Er said, "Although Lang Shou is easy to eat, but Brother Pu is too pure, he will be eaten to the bone."

Jian Shao couldn't listen anymore, he reckoned that if Pu Songqiu knew that Cheng Er had made up stories for him like this, he could directly take Cheng Er's head off.

"But having said that, I can be sure that Ying Zong has taken a fancy to our old Pu."

Jiao Wangyu frowned even tighter.

Cheng Er's words made him feel uneasy, because it was obvious that Pu Songqiu resisted Ying Zong and didn't want to be entangled by the other party. Jiao Wangyu thought that Ying Zong was provoked by himself, and he was the one who caused Pu Songqiu trouble.

In addition, he has other unspeakable knots.

After Cheng Er ate the last piece of potato chips, he held the bag, raised his head and poured the crumbs into his mouth, but the action was too big, and the shattered potato chips spilled all over his face.

He wiped his face clean and said: "Brother Pu is straight at first glance, Yingzong is useless."

Jian Shao was drinking water, when he heard him say that, he almost choked.

"How did you find out? You know all this?" Jian Shao turned around and asked Cheng Er.

"Brother, do you know what my eyes are called?" Cheng Er said, "Sparkling eyes! When I was studying art with Monkey King, I paid a lot of tuition fees."

"Fuck." Jian Shao rolled his eyes and laughed at him with disgust.

The two were chatting and laughing here, Jiao Wangyu sat near the door, his heart was in a mess like a ball of wool.

He glanced at Pu Songqiu's position, and the other party put the water glass he gave him on the table next to the pile of books, with a note under it, and Jiao Wangyu knew that it was written to Pu Songqiu at that time.

Pu Songqiu is a careful person, careful and gentle.

Ying Zong likes it, Jiao Wangyu is not surprised at all.

only……

Jiao Wangyu stared at the water glass: Do you really like it?Ying Zong is really... gay?

Jiao Wangyu suddenly felt a kind of curiosity, and wanted to talk to Ying Zong. He would not expose himself easily, but he wanted to have a glimpse of the other party's world.

He begins to wonder what gay life really is like.

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After Ying Zong left, Pu Songqiu didn't go back to the dormitory immediately, he sat alone in the classroom for a long time.

In the empty classroom, only he followed suit.

He thought back to Yingzong's words - I want to see how long you can hide it.

Until when?

The sky is old.

The sea is dry and the stone is rotten.

As long as Jiao Wangyu doesn't say that he also likes the same sex, he can't reveal any information about love for a day.

Dare to love but not to be, it's unavoidably embarrassing to say it, but there's no way, Pu Songqiu really doesn't want to be a burden to the other party.

That's it, keep it secret, hide it, and be the other party's best friend.

Accompany Jiao Wangyu through four years of college, watching him grow into a real man, maybe in the future, watching the person he loves get married and start a career, watching this person who cherishes him but dare not reach out to touch him Other people's hands stood in the auditorium and said the wedding speech.

Perhaps by that time, his affection for Jiao Wangyu has dried up, like a snake dying in the desert, his desire dying tragically in hopeless waiting.

But maybe, at that time, he is still secretly in love with Jiao Wangyu, but it doesn't matter, his love has only one purpose, which is to make the other party happy.

He will bless and sincerely wish the couple a lifetime of happiness at the other party's wedding, and then before leaving, steal a wedding rose, take it home, and carefully guard it.

What he can and will do, that's all.

A gust of cool wind blows in, making the back of Pu Songqiu's neck icy cold.

He rubbed his neck with his hand and stood up.

"I want to see how long you can hide it."

Ying Zong's words kept lingering in Pu Songqiu's ears, and he couldn't wave them away even with a wave of his hand, which was annoying.

When he came out of the teaching building, he didn't feel relaxed, but even more stressed.

He walked around to the small woods behind the teaching building where few people go, sat on a bench, and lit a cigarette.

In front of him was the small narrow lake in the school, surrounded by trees whose leaves were blown by the wind. He was basking in the autumn sun and smoking a cigarette that could not relieve his melancholy.

When Pu Songqiu's cell phone rang, he didn't realize that there was only one cigarette left in a pack of cigarettes, and he didn't realize that the clouds in front of him had changed into countless clouds.

How long he had been sitting here was reminded by this phone call.

More than three hours have passed so unconsciously.

The call was from Jiao Wangyu, asking him if he wanted to have dinner together.

Pu Songqiu wanted to agree subconsciously, but changed his mind the moment he spoke.

He shouldn't be like this, he shouldn't stand with Jiao Wangyu unconditionally forever.

He is very clear that in name he is "treating each other well without asking for anything in return", but in fact, he just wants something.

It seems that he is accompanying Jiao Wangyu, but in fact, he is coveting the other's company.

"You guys eat." Pu Songqiu said, "I...have an appointment with someone else tonight."

Jiao Wangyu was stunned, he stood in the corridor and watched a yellow leaf fall on the window sill, as if his own heart also fluttered to the ground, covered in a layer of dust.

Date someone else tonight?

Do you agree?

Jiao Wangyu didn't ask, but just replied: "Okay."

Pu Songqiu could hear the disappointment in his tone, but this was something they all had to face.

Pu Songqiu is still willing to be the one who guards Jiao Wangyu, but he can no longer give himself hope.

The closer you get to Jiao Wangyu, the more dangerous he is, and it is necessary for them to keep a proper distance.

After hanging up the phone, Pu Songqiu was still sitting here, with his back facing the teaching building, and behind him was the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the hall on the first floor.

No one passed by, no one saw him, and no one knew the most ulterior love story in his youth that he could not finish writing.

On the other side, Jiao Wangyu was holding the phone, staring out the window in a daze.

Jian Shao came out to go to the bathroom and glanced at him.

"What are you doing?"

"Blow some air." Jiao Wangyu turned to look at him, "Brother Shao, do you have any cigarettes?"

Jian Shao was a little surprised: "When did you learn to smoke?"

Jiao Wangyu smiled: "Forget it, forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

Jian Shao saw that he was strange, but he was in a hurry to go to the bathroom, and ran away without asking too many questions.

Jiao Wangyu took a deep breath, closed the corridor window and went downstairs.

He went to the school supermarket and bought a pack of cigarettes.

Five yuan a pack of white soft bag Baisha is the same one that Pu Songqiu smoked.

He walked out with a cigarette, and suddenly remembered that he didn't buy a lighter, so he turned around and went back.

Jiao Wangyu finished shopping, put it in his pocket, and walked towards the stadium alone.

After the military training, the stadium was no longer as lively as before. In the evening, there were only couples in twos and threes and people who were going to eat after playing football.

He sat on the stand, took out cigarettes from his pocket, and bought cigarettes by himself for the first time, and it took him a long time to find where the opening was.

He tore open the package and pulled out a cigarette with some jerky technique.

His fingers lightly rubbed against the slender cigarette rod, and with a little force, the cigarette broke, but it was not broken.

Jiao Wangyu recalled how Pu Songqiu was smoking before, put the cigarette in his mouth, and took out the lighter.

The process of lighting a cigarette seemed clumsy, and the first puff of a cigarette made his brows furrowed even tighter.

Jiao Wangyu took a puff of smoke, looked ahead, and then slowly exhaled the smoke, bit by bit, out.

He looked ahead and suddenly thought: What am I doing?Why am I in such a bad mood?

He thought of Yingzong.

Thinking of Pu Songqiu.

It occurred to him that the two of them might be sitting and eating together at this moment, celebrating Pu Songqiu's past birthday.

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