Song of Glass

During the year when Pu Songqiu was absent, Jiao Wangyu didn't even know how many times he hid in the stadium alone when he was upset.

He sat in the same position in the stands every time, when Pu Songqiu came here to pick him up back to the dormitory.

In fact, this year was really hard. While I was reluctant to forget the other person, I forced myself not to like that person anymore.

Every time Jiao Wangyu came here, he always felt anxious that the next second Pu Songqiu would stand under the stands and call his name, then squeeze his wrist tightly and lead him away.

He can go anywhere, he really doesn't pick.

However, a year passed, and he waited for a year.

Pu Songqiu appeared in fantasy countless times, but the moment he stretched out his hand, the illusion always shattered into dust in the air.

Jiao Wangyu always experienced such disappointment.

But fortunately, now he is back.

They are all back.

The two stepped on the snow, lowered their heads, and walked around the stadium with the cold wind blowing.

"Is it cold?" Pu Songqiu asked.

It was actually quite cold, but Jiao Wangyu didn't want to say that.

"ask you a question."

"Ah."

Jiao Wangyu looked at Pu Songqiu for a long time, his eyes hurt a little from the winter sun.

"Do you like me?"

Pu Songqiu was a little surprised by this question, and looked at him in surprise.

Jiao Wangyu smiled: "I just want to confirm."

When they were in the hotel, he seemed to be the only one who said he liked it.

Jiao Wangyu wanted to hear a definite confession, to hear Pu Songqiu say that he liked him and wanted to be with him.

Looking at the person in front of him, Pu Songqiu suddenly felt that Jiao Wangyu was really different from before.

When they met for the first time, Jiao Wangyu was whispering and joking with the boy at the front desk, as the last person to arrive in class, Pu Songqiu walked over with his schoolbag, Jiao Wangyu was the first to greet him.

At that time, Jiao Wangyu sat there looking up at him, and said softly but enthusiastically, "My name is Jiao Wangyu."

At that time, Pu Songqiu didn't immediately remember his name, but he remembered his eyes.

Some people's eyes are gems that shine.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Pu Songqiu didn't answer, Jiao Wangyu frowned slightly.

"I like you." Pu Songqiu saw the difference in Jiao Wangyu's eyes now.

This change is good, because everyone has to grow up.

At this moment, Pu Songqiu realized that he might really be behind Jiao Wangyu, because in the past year, he hardly changed much, and Jiao Wangyu learned to be brave.

"I like you." Pu Songqiu looked at him, "I like you very much."

Pu Songqiu's voice was not loud, and his words were wrapped in the cold wind, but Jiao Wangyu's words were burning hot in his ears.

"When did it start?" Jiao Wangyu said, "I want to see who we fell in love with each other first."

Pu Songqiu smiled: "I will go first."

"That's not necessarily the case, what if it's me first?"

It seems that this matter has to be prioritized, and the person who falls in love first is the winner.

Just like two people who love each other always want to prove that they love more, and the more they love, the more proud they are.

Pu Songqiu looked at him and smiled, Jiao Wangyu took a full view of the smile and hid it in his heart together with the soft sunshine in the winter morning.

"2009." Pu Songqiu accurately said the year, "Summer."

And that season.

People like them who walked side by side through time probably like to stand together and use a few words to hook each other's memories.

The other party's memories are also their own memories.

"It should have been earlier," Pu Songqiu said, "but I really realized it from that summer."

If I want to be more precise, it is the rain.

After the graduation party, the two went home together, but were blocked by the sudden rainstorm on the way home, and were forced to take shelter under the building.

That day Jiao Wangyu said a word to Pu Songqiu - glass.

At that time, the speaker had no intention, but the listener was interested.

In an instant, the feelings that I had been entangled with for a long time suddenly cleared up.

It turned out to be the case.

It turns out that there are a group of people in this world who like me and like the same sex.

Pu Songqiu said: "I always thought that if you are far away, if you don't contact or meet, I can convince myself that I never liked you."

Jiao Wangyu's already stretched eyebrows frowned again.

He just subconsciously wanted to ask why, but then he thought about it, what was he asking?Not himself.

Both of them are better at evasion than honesty.

Jiao Wangyu said, "Is that why you didn't contact me this year?"

Yes.

Pu Songqiu didn't answer, but they all knew, that's it.

Jiao Wangyu looked at him for a long time, then squatted down in the snow.

Pu Songqiu looked down at him, then squatted down, and gently stroked his cold hair.

The emotions and encounters between people are so wonderful that they cannot be grasped. Jiao Wangyu always thought that it would be good to be friends and to be with him all the time, but he never thought that the other party was fighting the same as him. idea.

How many people in this world have missed out because of the lack of an "accident"?

Jiao Wangyu grabbed Pu Songqiu's hand and buried his face in the other's palm.

He was a little thankful that at least they didn't miss it.

Who should I thank?

Thank fate or thank yourself?

Jiao Wangyu raised his head and said to Pu Songqiu: "I don't know when I started to like you."

His face was flushed with cold, his eyelashes had crystals of ice, and he looked like he had just secretly wiped away tears.

"Last Spring Festival, I called you to pay New Year's greetings, but you didn't answer," Jiao Wangyu said, "When the New Year came, I kept holding on to my phone, and people kept sending New Year's greetings text messages, but none of them were from you."

Pu Songqiu held his hand without saying a word.

"At that time, I didn't know what happened to you, I just knew that I didn't wait for you." Jiao Wangyu paused, "It seems that half of my heart is empty."

Pu Songqiu stepped forward and gently embraced him in his arms.

Jiao Wangyu closed his eyes and buried his face in the opponent's neck.

"On the first day of the first lunar month, when I was cleaning the room, I saw the schoolbag I carried in high school." Jiao Wangyu said in a muffled voice, "The schoolbag was originally intended to be thrown away, but when I was cleaning it, I found a pack of tissues in the side pocket."

Xinxiangyin paper towels cost one yuan a pack, and almost everyone used them in middle school.

"You gave it to me in my third year of high school," Jiao Wangyu said, "I don't know why I kept it."

It was probably at that moment that Jiao Wangyu suddenly realized what the empty half of his heart was originally holding.

It's a person, the guy who doesn't even say Happy New Year to him during Chinese New Year.

Jiao Wangyu sighed: "I'm terrified."

Pu Songqiu asked softly: "What's wrong?"

"Because I found out that I liked you, and I freaked out."

Pu Songqiu didn't say anything, but he felt that he should understand why Jiao Wangyu was afraid.

At the end of the day, they are the same.

No one ever told them that liking the same sex is not a bad thing, no one told them that love does not necessarily happen between the opposite sex.

What they see is only a small side of the world shown to them, and the real world is a prism that they can't see completely at a glance.

In the matter of finding love and receiving love, they are missing the most important lesson.

Without a mentor, without assistance, you can only explore by yourself a little bit. In this process, you will inevitably have to take many detours.

They seem to be walking in a maze, always trying to find an exit, and then leave in a leisurely way, but in the end they find that the more they go around, the more chaotic they are.

Fortunately, even if they failed to get out of the maze in the end, they met each other. From then on, it is better for two people to go forward together than to venture alone.

Pu Songqiu said: "Now you don't have to be afraid."

He also closed his eyes, hearing the sound of the wind, and Jiao Wangyu's soft "hmm."

From now on, you don’t have to be afraid anymore, no matter it’s day or night, there’s someone who can hold your hand anytime.

Pick you up on a rainy day without an umbrella, and find you in a dark night.

They are only 20 years old, everyone has the same nothing, so don't be afraid, don't be afraid that you won't be able to give the other party what they want, and don't be afraid that the other party will fall into a swamp because of you.

What they want, they can create together.

If you really accidentally stepped into the mud, you should support each other to stand up and walk out.

It's time for them to learn to face it.

Face yourself, face love and the people you love.

The two sat on the snow in the stadium, quietly embracing each other. Their violent heartbeats at this moment were for themselves and for each other.

This winter, the sun suddenly became unbelievably mild, illuminating the whole world like a dream.

It's good to be a dream.

If it's a dream, don't wake up.

There is still a lot to say, from their first meeting to their first kiss, every bit of the process should be mentioned again, and then given new meaning.

But now, they don't have much time to chat, they just want to feel quietly, listening to the wind and each other's breathing on this quiet morning in winter.

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When Pu Songqiu and Jiao Wangyu returned to the dormitory, they were reluctant to part on the fourth floor.

The two were standing by the window in the stairwell smoking, and one of them was holding a pack of white soft white sand in his hand.

Jiao Wangyu said, "I didn't expect that."

"what?"

"I didn't expect to learn to smoke before." Jiao Wangyu smiled, "I never expected to stand with you to smoke."

They looked at each other, Pu Songqiu raised his hand and waved the smoke in front of him.

I still can't tell what it feels like.

"Let's quit smoking together." Pu Songqiu said, "You started smoking because of me?"

"Well," a little embarrassed, "because of you."

But I have to admit it.

During the year when Pu Songqiu was away, Jiao Wangyu seemed to be counting on this to maintain the relationship with the other party. As long as the production of this cigarette was not discontinued, as long as he smoked this Baisha, it seemed that he could get very close to the other party.

"Quit smoking?" Pu Songqiu said, "We won't smoke in the future."

Smoking is never healthy.

Jiao Wangyu smiled: "When did you learn to smoke?"

"After my father passed away." Pu Songqiu swallowed.

He had never had a good chat with Jiao Wangyu about his family affairs.

"At that time, my dad was diagnosed with advanced cancer, and our family tried everything we could to not keep him." Pu Songqiu looked out of the window and smoked his last cigarette, "When he was here, he kept smoking this, and then I missed him. , When I think about him, I smoke, as if I smoke the same cigarette as him, and he is right next to me."

Jiao Wangyu listened quietly and squeezed the cigarette in his hand.

"Sometimes it's even more uncomfortable to look at things and think about others." Pu Songqiu extinguished the cigarette butt, and threw it into the trash can next to him.

"Yes." Jiao Wangyu said, "This, I have too much right to speak."

He smiled: "I miss you for a whole year."

Speaking of it, it is quite sour, like eating a sour fruit that makes people tremble in winter.

"Not anymore." Pu Songqiu took the cigarette case from him, "Quit smoking?"

"Quit it," Jiao Wangyu said with a smile, "let's make a bet, whoever quits first will..."

He thought for a while and said, "What are you betting on?"

"Think about it first," Pu Songqiu put Jiao Wangyu's smoke into his pocket, "I'll talk about it later."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and just about to say something, Jian Shao came out.

"What are you two doing here?"

"It's okay." Jiao Wangyu said, "We're discussing what to have for dinner."

"... What time is it?" Jian Shao said, "I'll go out for a while, you two...are you reconciled?"

Jiao Wangyu and Pu Songqiu looked at each other, then smiled.

"We didn't quarrel at all," Jiao Wangyu said, "What are you and Cheng Er thinking about?"

"That's right." Jian Shao muttered as he went downstairs, "Just you two, it's like being in a relationship all day long, so you probably won't be able to quarrel."

The author has something to say: I have revised it again, I am really sorry.

The two of them screwed up this article, and I also screwed up writing it. I rewrote the latter part, and it is estimated to be tens of thousands of words. unexpected.

I'm really sorry, it's my problem and I didn't handle it well.

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