Song of Glass

It was already dark when Jiao Wangyu came back to his senses, and he groped his way to the bottom of the stands, regretting at the same time.

Night blindness has been with him for so many years, and he still occasionally forgets to return to a safe corner before dark.

Jiao Wangyu was a little annoyed, and his mood became even worse.

He firmly grasped the handrail of the stand, and tentatively walked down. The stadium had few lights, and all the lights were facing the stadium, so the stands were dim.

The handrails of the stands that no one has cleaned all year round are full of dust. Jiao Wangyu gritted his teeth and walked down, obviously feeling that the palms of his hands were all dirty.

He's bored and out of his mind.

He stepped on something suddenly under his feet, and panicked, he frowned, kicked it away, and continued walking down.

The more he walked, the more anxious he felt. He thought of Pu Songqiu, who had reminded him to bring a flashlight with him.

Jiao Wangyu stopped in the middle of the walk, he needed to take a break, otherwise going down the steps didn't do him any favors, and this bad mood could ruin him.

Sitting here in a daze for a few hours, he didn't think about anything clearly, and then he was almost empty, and then watched the blue sky turn pink and orange, and then watched it darken.

Jiao Wangyu has always been unwilling to admit that he is stupid, but today he feels that there is probably no one more stupid than him in this world, and he doesn't even know who he is and where he should go.

His hands were pounding, and he suddenly remembered that he had wet wipes in his pocket.

I took it out, tore open the package, wiped my hands vigorously, then held the armrest again with a wet towel, and continued to rub it down little by little.

Why climb so high?

Even if you sit on the top, you can't see your life clearly.

Jiao Wangyu sighed, frowned and blamed himself.

The phone rang, and the ringtone was a song he specially changed yesterday.

"Across the Ocean to See You" by Li Zongsheng.

In the dark stadium stands, Jiao Wangyu stopped and listened to the song for a long time before thinking of answering the phone.

The caller was Pu Songqiu. When he saw the name displayed on the phone screen, he suddenly became nervous.

It's like being caught peeping at someone, or being caught secretly liking someone.

Obviously not.

Jiao Wangyu doesn't think he likes Pu Songqiu.

He didn't like anyone, he just accidentally became a little more curious about the same sex.

He rubbed the space between his brows vigorously, calling himself an idiot.

After picking up the phone, Pu Songqiu asked, "Where are you?"

"what happened?"

The opposite side is very quiet, have you returned to the dormitory after dinner?Or did they go elsewhere?

"It's okay," Pu Songqiu sat in the dormitory, Cheng Er and Jian Shao went out, he was alone, it was already dark outside, Jiao Wangyu hadn't come back yet, the small flashlight he bought with Jiao Wangyu before was put on the table When he found out, he was a little worried, "Your flashlight is in the dormitory, it's getting dark."

it's dark.

I'm worried that you don't have a flashlight, which is inconvenient.

When you are worried that it is inconvenient, no one will help you find the way.

Worried that no one will help you find the way, and you will encounter some accidents yourself.

So, even if I don't want to get too close to you, I still can't help but call you.

Pu Songqiu stared at the small flashlight on the opposite table and said, "Are you okay?"

Jiao Wangyu suddenly seemed to be choked by something, what did Pu Songqiu's question look like?

Like a needle just stuck in the heart.

"No problem." Jiao Wangyu said, "I have friends."

Pu Songqiu was silent for two seconds, then said softly: "That's good, take care of yourself."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

The phone turned into a busy tone, and Jiao Wangyu stood there without moving for a long time.

After a while, he dialed back the phone again and called Pu Songqiu.

"Where are you?" Jiao Wangyu asked with suppressed emotions.

"Dormitory." Pu Songqiu was a little surprised, "What's wrong?"

When he asked this sentence, he had already stood up and picked up the key.

"I'm at the stadium." Jiao Wangyu said, "I'm alone in the stands."

Pu Songqiu immediately went out and almost bumped into Cheng Er who came back: "Wait for me."

Cheng Er looked at him suspiciously, before he even had time to say hello, the man had already run away.

"I'm in a hurry, why are you going?" Cheng Er muttered and entered the room.

Pu Songqiu ran all the way to the stadium. There were only a few people playing football in the big stadium. After he came in, he looked around the stands and searched for a long time. Finally, he saw Jiao Wangyu next to the rostrum.

Jiao Wangyu stood there, a lonely figure, like a broken umbrella abandoned by someone on a rainy day.

Pu Songqiu hurriedly ran towards him, and suddenly realized that his decision was still too stupid.

He couldn't alienate Jiao Wangyu at all.

The person he likes is right in front of him, getting along day and night, how could he turn a blind eye to everything about the other person?

impossible.

At least he couldn't bear it.

Pu Songqiu reached the bottom of the stands, walked up with big strides, and didn't speak until standing in front of Jiao Wangyu.

"Why did you lie to me?" Pu Songqiu asked, "Where's your friend?"

Jiao Wangyu smiled: "I have no friends, just me."

Jiao Wangyu couldn't see his surroundings clearly, but he could clearly see the person in front of him.

"I didn't want to bother you," he said.

Pu Songqiu stared at him without speaking.

"Didn't you have an appointment?" Jiao Wangyu said, "I'm afraid I'll disturb you."

His words made Pu Songqiu feel uncomfortable, he hesitated for a while, and said as if admitting defeat: "I lied to you too."

"what?"

"I don't have an appointment." Pu Songqiu paused and said, "I'm alone in the classroom."

Jiao Wangyu froze for a moment, then laughed.

"So, the two of us are each other."

Seeing him smile, Pu Songqiu's gripped heart also relaxed.

It seemed to be like this when I was eighteen or nineteen years old. I hid my thoughts under the shade of trees and behind dark clouds. I didn't want to say it, and I didn't dare to say it.

They did not question each other why they lied, for fear that the other party would also hold them accountable for lying.

Both of them couldn't honestly tell each other what was on their minds, but they couldn't be blamed, because even they themselves were often at a loss.

Pu Songqiu stood on the next step below, looking up at Jiao Wangyu slightly, he saw the person in front of him frowning slightly, the wind blowing his bangs to pieces, the other person was still holding a dirty wet towel in his hand, sweater From the pocket of the jacket, a small portion of the cigarette case was exposed.

Pu Songqiu was a little surprised, he didn't know when Jiao Wangyu bought cigarettes and when he started smoking.

Who did you learn from?

Why is a person hiding here and smoking?

What happened?

Do you want to chat?

Pu Songqiu wanted to ask, but in the final analysis, he was not someone who liked to get to the bottom of things.

Indeed, he can't wait to imprison Jiao Wangyu in his own world, not to be seen or touched by others, and even if others ask a question, he wants this person to be completely his own, and his body is branded all over his body. Traces, proving that this is where he belongs.

But that's just an excessive desire, which must be suppressed and restrained. Jiao Wangyu is not his, not in the past and not in the present. As for the future, Pu Songqiu does not have the confidence and expectation.

So, he doesn't ask.

He gave Jiao Wangyu enough space, and he also gave himself the possibility to breathe.

If you ask too much, what should you do if you have to say "why tell you" and "what do you care about so much"?Although he felt that Jiao Wangyu would not say such heartless words, there was no guarantee that the other party would not be bored with him.

Still keep calm.

Love needs restraint.

Shameful love needs to be restrained even more.

Pu Songqiu stretched out his hand: "Let's go, go back to the dormitory."

It's strange to say that just such a movement, so simple that as long as the function is sound, everyone can do it, but the heart that is fluttering like a kite in anxious Wangyu suddenly finds a place.

A purposeless and bewildered flight can finally land, landing in the palm of Pu Songqiu's open hand to him.

He subconsciously wanted to shake the other's hand, but at the last moment he woke up and grabbed Pu Songqiu's wrist.

He held it very hard, putting most of his body weight on the opponent, followed Pu Songqiu's instructions, took steps, and walked down the stands carefully.

"It's starting to get cold," Jiao Wangyu said.

"Ah."

"Is winter coming soon?"

"It will take a while."

"I always feel like it's going to snow tomorrow."

Pu Songqiu smiled softly: "It's only the middle of October."

Jiao Wangyu also laughed along with him.

"That's right." Jiao Wangyu said, "Then I think it will rain tomorrow."

The two walked back slowly like this, there were not many people on the road, and Jiao Wangyu didn't let go of Pu Songqiu's wrist in a place with bright street lights.

How passers-by see it, Jiao Wangyu can't see it, Pu Songqiu doesn't care, walking in the cool night, they don't care about anyone, they just bathe in the starlight.

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Jiao Wangyu felt that he probably had the gift of prophecy, and during the night when he was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, he witnessed the coming of a piece of rain.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, there was the sound of rain outside the window.

He was lying on the bed listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the window, and his sleepiness became even weaker.

He turned to the opposite bed, couldn't see anything clearly, but he knew that Pu Songqiu was lying there peacefully and soundly asleep.

He remembered the first time the two met, that day Pu Songqiu was the last one to arrive in the classroom, carrying a black schoolbag in one hand, and walked to the only empty seat, so far they became the same table.

At that time, no one thought that the fate of classmates would last so long, and he also didn't expect that Pu Songqiu, who had always felt withdrawn and difficult to get along with, actually knew how to take care of others.

Jiao Wangyu is very clear that he should not always think about being taken care of by others, but in just two months, he seems to have gotten used to relying on others.

This doesn't work.

Jiao Wangyu tried very hard to see Pu Songqiu clearly, but unfortunately, he was night blind.

Night blindness, in the dark, he cannot see people who are only two meters away.

It's like, young and ignorant, my heart is moving but I don't know why the heartbeat is.

Jiao Wangyu turned over and turned his back to Pu Songqiu. He couldn't watch or think about it anymore. Let this sleepless night end, he wanted to have a good rest.

However, the night was long and he kept his eyes open until dawn.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-1208:09:29~2020-07-1307:54:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Xiang Bei, my own mother, who is riding my beloved little motorcycle, and one in the rain on Qingming;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：Ms.YVETTE.W11瓶；秋水、凌晨10瓶；140亿光年9瓶；焦糖玛奇朵4瓶；荷兰豆、聊赠一枝春2瓶；心光似火1瓶；

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