Song of Glass

Everyone knows what they want to cover up, but no one exposes it.

Ying Zong cooperates with Jiao Wangyu and advises his "friend".

As for Jiao Wangyu, he stood by the table and watched the news for a long time, unable to speak.

If you like it, go after it.

It is easy to say, but it is difficult to do it.

If he likes a girl, Jiao Wangyu can really let go of his self-esteem and take the initiative to confess and pursue her, but what he likes is a boy!

Jiao Wangyu pulled out the chair and sat down, feeling a headache.

Although he has been trying his best to avoid the fact that he is gay, he actually understands that he cannot escape.

He didn't know whether he was influenced by some kind of acquired influence, or whether he was born to only like boys, but the done thing was done, and he couldn't change it.

Because I can't change it, I am very irritable.

Also because he knew that this matter was unusual, he dared not let others know about it, let alone pull others into the water.

Jiao Wangyu never had a serious talk with Ying Zong about his sexual orientation, he was afraid that he would expose too much, but now he is about to collapse.

"Ying Zong." Jiao Wangyu called.

"Huh?" When Ying Zong picked up the phone, he was sitting on the sofa at Boss Yan's house eating an apple, "What's wrong?"

"Do you have time tonight?" Jiao Wangyu took a deep breath, "I want...to find you for a drink."

Drinking is not the purpose.

Jiao Wangyu had to find someone to talk to, he wanted to ask Yingzong a question.

"Okay, you can find me at the bar tonight." Ying Zong lay on the sofa, biting the juicy apple in his hand until the juice flowed down. When Boss Yan came over, he took out a tissue covered his face.

Ying Zong blew air with his mouth, blew the tissue aside, and looked at Boss Yan with a smile.

Boss Yan ignored him and turned around to do his own business.

Ying Zong said, "We'll be there at eight o'clock, you can stay later."

The two of them had made an appointment, the moment they hung up the phone, Jiao Wangyu regretted it for a moment.

But there must always be a solution to things, and he should always ask someone to help him with problems he can't figure out.

Jiao Wangyu glanced at the time, it was still early, so he simply went to bed.

Lying there, looking through the phone's address book, he noted the name of Pu Songqiu's new number as "A Pu Songqiu".

Add a letter in front, and Pu Songqiu's mobile phone number will be displayed first.

Jiao Wangyu's mobile phone number has never been changed, he suddenly wondered if Pu Songqiu still had his number saved.

The sleepy Jiao Wangyu edited a text message to the other party, without saying anything else, just said: I am Jiao Wangyu.

In the quiet dormitory, the phone vibrated.

Pu Songqiu, who had just picked up the basin and was about to wash clothes, put down the basin again and picked up the phone.

The text message Pu Songqiu received was from a string of familiar numbers.

Jiao Wangyu's number has never been saved in his mobile phone address book, but he always remembers this combination of numbers.

Pu Songqiu didn't want to reply, he really wanted to be cool with Jiao Wangyu, but his hands seemed out of control at all, and the message had already been sent by the time he realized it.

He replied: I know.

After replying, Pu Songqiu waited with his mobile phone for a long time, but when the other party didn't send any more messages, he went out to wash clothes with a basin.

After Jiao Wangyu finished sending text messages to Pu Songqiu, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, so he "pancaked" on the bed until dark.

Ying Zong asked him to go there after eight o'clock in the evening, but he went out before seven o'clock.

Jiao Wangyu was wearing a bloated down jacket, and when going downstairs, he deliberately slowed down every floor, and even walked out of the stairwell to look in the corridors of other people's houses.

Pu Songqiu didn't tell him which floor he lived on, so Jiao Wangyu could only guess, guessing again and again, but there was nothing but sighing.

Jiao Wangyu usually takes a taxi there, but thinking about it today, it's still early anyway, he went and guessed that Ying Zong hadn't arrived yet, so he simply stood at an empty bus stop, waiting to take the bus.

The bus stop was across the road, and he stood there just opposite the school gate.

Jiao Wangyu kicked his hands into the pockets of his down jacket, and was wearing a thick woolen scarf, but he still felt cold.

Someone asked him which season he likes before, and he said he likes them all.

But now, every season makes him feel boring and difficult.

Humans are fickle animals.

The bus came, and it was obviously not the departure station, but there was no one else on the bus except the driver.

He got into the car, stuffed the change in, and walked towards the back.

In the past year, Jiao Wangyu has developed a habit, whenever he takes a bus, he will always sit in the second-to-last row, which is where he and Pu Songqiu sat before.

This seemed to be his persistence, a persistence that was useless and meaningless, but he persisted all the time.

He sat down, the bus chair was icy cold, and the coolness spread to his whole body through his thick pants.

He sat huddled, looking out the window as the car drove past his college campus.

Suddenly, Jiao Wangyu laughed, looking at the dormitory building that was only dotted with lights, and realized that one of those lights came from Pu Songqiu, and that person really came back, so he couldn't help laughing.

Just come back.

It's better than never being heard from.

Jiao Wangyu sat on the bus and walked slowly towards the bar. He wanted to find someone to explain his doubts, and then he found his own way.

=======================

When Jiao Wangyu arrived at the bar, there were already many people in the bar.

He walked in familiarly, and soon saw Ying Zong sitting at the bar.

In the bar, everyone else is drinking, and Ying Zong is sitting there eating ice cream.

Jiao Wangyu passed by, sat down next to him, tried to make himself look as natural as possible, and don't look preoccupied.

"Yo, here we come." Ying Zong looked at him with a smile while eating an ice cream, "Why are you so sad?"

Jiao Wangyuxin said: I have done a good job of psychological preparation, can you still see that I am mourning?

Come on, it's really sad.

Jiao Wangyu ordered a soft drink. He has business to do today and doesn't plan to drink.

"Find a quieter place." Jiao Wangyu said, "Upstairs."

There are boxes on the upper floor, and it will be full if it is later, it should be okay to go up now.

Ying Zong glanced at Boss Yan at the bar, got off his chair and said, "Let's go."

He finished the ice cream quickly, waited for Jiao Wangyu to get the soft drink, and the two went upstairs.

There were two boxes left upstairs, Ying Zong dragged Jiao Wangyu to the smaller one, the reason was that the larger one was reserved for guests to make money.

Jiao Wangyu laughed at him: "Do you think of yourself as the boss's wife?"

Ying Zong replied confidently: "Sooner or later."

He is really confident. Even though Boss Yan has been rejecting him for so long, he still feels that the other party likes him.

The two entered the box, closed the door, and turned off most of the noise outside.

With his ears cleared, Jiao Wangyu sat down and took a sip of his drink to hide his nervousness.

Ying Zong played with the dice and asked him, "What do you want from me?"

Jiao Wangyu almost choked, and then he calmed down and said, "Actually, it's nothing serious."

Ying Zong smiled and didn't force him, just sat and played by himself.

In fact, he can probably guess a thing or two about what Jiao Wangyu wants to say, but he understands that you cannot force or urge Jiao Wangyu, otherwise it will easily scare people away, so you have to accompany, wait, and follow. The other party grinds, whenever he thinks about it, it will be fine.

Jiao Wangyu drank his drink in suspense. When the cup bottomed out, he finally felt that he couldn't continue like this. He raised his head and asked Yingzong: "How do you know that Boss Yan is also...that?"

Ying Zong smiled with his head down, shaking the dice loudly.

This bar is not gay, there are all kinds of people who come here.

As for Boss Yan, no one would really think too much about his sexual orientation just by looking at him from the outside.

In other words, in fact, most homosexuals do not have obvious labels, they hide in the crowd, and there is no difference.

Ying Zong said: "Feeling."

"Then what if you feel wrong?" Jiao Wangyu rubbed his fingers, and felt guilty when he asked this question, "You are not afraid that the other party is wrong, and then..."

He stopped, not knowing what to say so as not to offend Yingzong.

Ying Zong leaned comfortably on the sofa, smiled and said, "You hate me?"

Jiao Wangyu looked at him and nodded.

"Don't be afraid." Ying Zong said, "You know how thick-skinned I am. I'm timid. When can I be with the person I love?"

"But..." Jiao Wangyu's cup was already empty, and he was holding the empty cup in his hand, staring at it, not daring to look up at Ying Zong, as if looking over by himself, the other party could see him through these eyes completely.

"But, have you ever thought that if he wasn't, he would feel troubled because of you?" Jiao Wangyu was afraid that Yingzong would be unhappy, so he quickly explained, "I didn't mean to condemn you, I just wanted to know what you think. "

Ying Zong narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Is it you who want to know, or is it your friend who wants to know?"

Jiao Wangyu panicked, his palms were sweaty.

"my friend."

Ying Zong collapsed on the sofa with a smile, laughed for a long time, and when he sat up again, he said: "All right, I am a kind person, so I will explain to your friend."

He snapped his fingers: "Go and order me a glass of wine, but don't tell him it's me."

"why?"

Usually when Ying Zong came here, he drank a lot every time, what happened today? "

"I made a bet with him." Ying Zong said, "If I don't drink tonight, I can stay at his house for one more day."

"But it's not good for you to lie to him like this?"

"Why don't you say that you are innocent," Ying Zong said, "When two people get along, it's always a trick. I cheat a little harmlessly, and when the time comes, he will find out and let him take care of it. It's also the joy of life , can you learn a little bit?"

Jiao Wangyu can't learn, and can't understand, he really doesn't understand these so-called tastes.

He went downstairs, but instead of ordering wine for Ying Zong, he ordered two more soft drinks.

After returning, Yingzong was extremely disappointed.

"Forget it, you share your nostrils with him." Ying Zong took a sip of his drink and said, "What did you ask me just now?"

"Aren't you worried that you're going to bother him?"

"Don't worry." Ying Zong said seriously, "I'm worried, except for me, he will never meet someone who likes him so much."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-2306:46:22~2020-07-2406:55:01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, Xiang Bei, one plain steamed stuffed bun;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Bengbeng, Decade; 5 bottles of wanting a meow; 2 bottles of okurayun; 1 bottle of yyy lining;

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