Song of Glass

It seems difficult and easy for a person to disconnect from the world.

Jiao Wangyu didn't understand why Pu Songqiu really didn't give him any news.

He was a little angry and a little annoyed.

Angry because Pu Songqiu didn't contact him.

To be angry is to be angry with oneself, to be angry with others even at such a time.

The well-behaved young man suddenly became very petty, and he was full of worries every day, and even a little thing could make him anxious and irritable for a long time.

Cheng Er and Jian Shao were also worried, but relatively speaking, their worries were just thoughts among friends, but Jiao Wangyu was different. As for the exact reason, he knew very well.

After a few days, the whole person lost weight.

Jian Shao always felt that something was wrong with him, but because Cheng Er was always there, it was not convenient for him to say anything to Jiao Wangyu.

In fact, even if you say it, what can you say?

It is impossible for him to reveal something to Jiao Wangyu without Pu Songqiu's consent, and it is even more impossible for him to ask Jiao Wangyu: Do you treat Pu Songqiu a little differently?

How to ask?

How could people admit it?

Moreover, at this time, Pu Songqiu's family had such a big incident, it was inappropriate for them to discuss these matters here.

Wait, wait for Pu Songqiu to come back.

Jiao Wangyu helped Pu Songqiu clean the table in the dormitory every day, and even washed the water glasses on the table in the morning and evening, which he gave to Pu Songqiu.

Half a month later, Pu Songqiu finally appeared.

On Friday, Cheng Er and Jian Shao went to class, Jiao Wangyu had a fever and couldn't get up, so he asked the counselor for leave and hid in the dormitory to sleep.

In fact, it was sleep, he couldn't sleep at all.

After taking the medicine, lying on the bed, the whole person was dizzy.

Jiao Wangyu's mind was full of Pu Songqiu, even though he knew that the other party's phone was down, he kept sending text messages.

From time to time, he took a look at his phone, maybe when the text message was sent, the other party would reply.

Lying on the bed, wrapped in the quilt and sighing, when he heard the door open suddenly, he thought it was Cheng Er or Jian Shao who came back.

Jiao Wangyu didn't move, lying quietly with his eyes closed, but soon realized that something was wrong, it wasn't them.

If it was Cheng Er or Jian Shao, they wouldn't go into the room without saying a word, or without making a sound.

He opened his eyes suddenly and sat up on the bed.

Pu Songqiu was standing beside his bed, looking at him.

Jiao Wangyu thought that he was wrong, and he had a fever and had hallucinations.

But the person in front of him was too real, so real, the haggardness and exhaustion made Jiao Wangyu even feel that he could feel the other person's pain.

"Song Qiu?" Jiao Wangyu asked tentatively.

As soon as he spoke, steam came out of his mouth, his head felt dizzy, but he still leaned forward, trying to see if it was Pu Songqiu himself.

"Didn't go to class?" Pu Songqiu said.

Pu Songqiu came back when everyone was in class, he didn't want to meet with them, because he thought he couldn't face everyone's concern and the upcoming parting.

Right now, he doesn't seem to be able to take on too much.

However, when he opened the door and came in, he immediately saw Jiao Wangyu's slippers. The other person usually sleeps, and his slippers are placed on the right side of the steps.

He looked up and saw someone on the bed. He didn't know if the other person was asleep, and he didn't dare to wake this person up.

Pu Songqiu doesn't even know how to face Jiao Wangyu now, he doesn't want to show his fragile side, this kind of powerless struggle, he alone is enough to experience it.

He just wanted to see Jiao Wangyu.

Quietly feel the presence of the other person.

However, Jiao Wangyu sat up from the bed and found him.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere in the quiet dormitory was a bit delicate.

Jiao Wangyu's eyes were red, he didn't know if it was because of a fever, or because he saw Pu Songqiu.

When he spoke, his voice trembled, and he was in a panic. He threw off the quilt and got off the bed.

Jiao Wangyu said, "Are you okay?"

Asking this sentence, he felt stupid.

How could it be good?

How could he ask such a question?

Pu Songqiu looked at him quietly, stepped forward, raised his hand to protect him from stepping down the iron steps from the bed, for fear of falling.

After the rain came down, Jiao Wang didn't even have time to put on his slippers, so he stood there barefoot and grabbed Pu Songqiu's hand.

The person in front of me has lost a lot of weight.

Both have lost a lot of weight.

Pu Songqiu completely lost his usual look, his cheeks were sunken, and the dark circles under his eyes were painful.

"Why didn't you contact me?" Jiao Wangyu grabbed his wrist tightly, his nails were embedded in the other's flesh.

Pu Songqiu didn't really want to talk about this, but he knew very well that as long as he met with everyone, he would inevitably bring it up.

"It's okay." Pu Songqiu said, "I'll come back and pack my things."

Jiao Wangyu grabbed him and refused to let go.

Such anxious Wangyu made Pu Songqiu unable to resist at all. All his grief had already been suppressed, but at this moment, he lost control of his emotions.

Pu Songqiu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and clenched his teeth, but he still threw his arms around each other and hugged him tightly.

Since the accident, he has hardly spoken much. The most important part of his body has been completely taken away, and it is too difficult to recover.

Weak, tired, everything seemed meaningless.

Words have no meaning, breath has no meaning, existence has no meaning.

Pu Songqiu felt that the only connection between himself and the world was completely cut off. From then on, he was just a kite with a broken string. Even if he traveled across the ocean, he couldn't see the beauty of mountains, rivers and rivers.

His best life has no one to share it with.

He hugged Jiao Wangyu in his arms and strangled Jiao Wangyu until his bones ached.

But Jiao Wangyu didn't make a sound, instead hugged him back.

The two of them stood in the dormitory like this, with the spring and breeze outside the window, but the sadness and heartache inside.

Jiao Wangyu shed tears first.

He cried in Pu Songqiu's arms, and he could restrain himself at first, but later, he almost lost his mind.

Pu Songqiu just hugged him like that, stroked his hair, closed his eyes, frowned, and listened to his voice.

Those who didn't know, thought that Jiao Wangyu was the one who had been wronged.

They hugged like this for a long time, finally Jiao Wangyu stopped crying.

He said hoarsely: "Don't you not contact me."

He grabbed Pu Songqiu's clothes, like a child who knew he would be abandoned.

Pu Songqiu didn't answer, but just buried his face in his neck.

"I can stay with you," Jiao Wangyu's voice was light and light, like a cloud frightened by thunder and lightning, drifting unsteadily into Pu Songqiu's ears, "I can talk to you, or you don't have to. I..."

"Watching the rain."

Jiao Wangyu froze for a moment.

Pu Songqiu rarely called him that, either by his full name or by no title.

He suddenly found that when Pu Songqiu called him "Wang Yu", he was extraordinarily gentle, so gentle that he wanted to cry again.

Jiao Wangyu really didn't know how to face Pu Songqiu, sharp and gentle.

"I'm fine." Pu Songqiu gritted his teeth and said, "Give me some time."

Pu Songqiu always believes that time can help him.

In this situation, he can do nothing, and he can't do anything, and he can't pass his pain on to others.

He wants to come out, he must come out, even if there is no hope in his future life, he still has to come out and live.

But he has to rely on himself, and he cannot drag others into the cold well.

"I..." Jiao Wangyu opened his mouth, but swallowed it back.

What is he trying to say?

I want to confess, I want to say Pu Songqiu, please, let me stay with you.

I want to share and share your happiness and pain with you. When you want to be quiet, I will shut up. If you want to find someone to talk to, I can keep talking.

However, after the word "I", Jiao Wangyu heard Pu Songqiu say: "Give me some time, I can handle everything."

Pu Songqiu said: "Wait for me to come back."

Jiao Wangyu felt that he might really be a good-for-nothing, and when he said "wait for me to come back", the tears he had finally stopped rolled down instantly and fell on Pu Songqiu's clothes.

He hugged the other party, said "um", and sighed in the other party's arms with his eyes closed.

Jiao Wangyu whispered in his ear: "Then can you, don't make it impossible for me to contact you?"

Pu Songqiu hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

They hugged for a long time, so long that Jiao Wangyu didn't want to let go.

However, Pu Songqiu was leaving.

Originally, he didn't intend to see any of them, but Jiao Wangyu caught him by accident.

The two started to pack their things, and Jiao Wangyu asked him if he wanted to wait for Cheng Er and the others to come back, so that they could meet up anyway.

If it was Pu Songqiu before, he would not even think about it, and would leave after packing up, but this time, he nodded.

Although Pu Songqiu didn't say anything, he still regarded those two as good friends.

We still need to meet each other, chat casually, and then say goodbye seriously.

Pu Songqiu carefully put the cup that Jiao Wangyu gave him into the suitcase, feeling a terrible headache.

After cleaning up, Jiao Wangyu sent a message to Cheng Er and the others, telling them to come back after class.

Then the two of them went to the balcony, opened the window, and smoked.

Pu Songqiu was a little surprised, what Jiao Wangyu took out from his pocket turned out to be white soft bag Baisha.

Jiao Wangyu lit the cigarette skillfully, and exhaled the smoke outside.

Pu Songqiu looked at him, at his finger holding the cigarette and his lips with the cigarette in his mouth, wishing he could pull him over and kiss him immediately.

He wanted to ask the other party when he started to learn to smoke, and also why he chose to smoke this type of cigarette.

Jiao Wangyu's eyes were red and swollen, he was smoking, and he was listless.

He couldn't figure out why they had to go through this, or why Pu Songqiu had to go through this.

"Isn't it okay to keep studying?" Jiao Wangyu's voice was completely hoarse, and it was a bit difficult to speak.

Hearing his voice, Pu Songqiu couldn't help snatching the cigarette from the other party's hand.

He took a puff and said, "I have to deal with family matters, and I don't have the heart to stay in school."

Jiao Wangyu nodded.

"I will come back next year," Pu Songqiu said, "after I adjust."

Adjust your emotions, deal with funeral affairs, and earn enough tuition fees, and you will come back.

Pu Songqiu turned around again, and gently embraced Jiao Wangyu in his arms.

He knew he was behaving strangely, but this might be their last hug.

It's sad to say that he likes this person so much, but he only dares to hug him because of the poor person's experience at the moment and his status as a good friend.

His lips were pressed against Jiao Wangyu's hair, like a casual kiss fell on it.

He said: "I can't accompany you for a while, sorry."

Pu Songqiu's sorry was like a knife piercing Jiao Wangyu's heart, he frowned, and suddenly broke away from the other's embrace as if his brain was out of control.

He looked into the dim eyes of the person in front of him, took half a step forward, and could kiss the other person's lips as long as he raised his head slightly.

He wants to kiss him.

Jiao Wangyu wants to kiss Pu Songqiu.

Pu Songqiu also wanted to kiss Jiao Wangyu.

However, they persisted like this until the smoke burned Pu Songqiu's fingers, until Cheng Er and Jian Shao pushed open the door of the dormitory wheezing.

That kiss never happened.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-1707:04:20~2020-07-1807:13:43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 mines: Xiang Bei, Gufan Yunwaishu 1;

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Ruyu; 140 billion light years, 5 bottles of Shan Ruyi;

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