Greedy process

When Fu Shiyu met Cheng Shu for the first time, he was attracted by Cheng Shu's beautiful back line. Afterwards, he never forgot to play basketball with Cheng Shu. However, Cheng Shu had no choice but to go for running exercises every morning. No matter how much you yell at other times, you can't go to the playground, as if you are rooted in the classroom seat, and you spend a whole day looking at the book. After learning this book and that book, Fu Shiyu is constantly speechless.

Cheng Shuren looked bored and didn't like to talk. He just immersed himself in his studies every day. Except for his eye-catching face, he basically had zero sense of existence. But the longer Fu Shiyu knew Cheng Shu, the more interested he became.

There is a weird contradiction in him, say he has backbone, he has always let Huang He and the others provoke and bully him, say he is weak, but he can't see any fear in him, it's more like I am too lazy to care about that group of people, and I am still stubborn about some things; on the one hand, I have nothing to do with enthusiasm, and I am silent every day, only interested in learning, and almost completely ignore other people and other things. On the one hand, to say that he is indifferent, Fu Shiyu thought, he is actually a little willful, especially the more familiar he gets along, the clearer and more magnanimous this willfulness will be revealed, and his mouth is vicious and cruel, which fascinates Fu Shiyu Upside down, I think his cold and angry appearance is so good-looking that people want to scold her.

Moreover, Fu Shiyu thought happily, he was very kind to me, carried me to the infirmary, and helped me dig out the sewer.

Fu Shiyu was lying on the table, staring at Cheng Shu's hand holding the pen and writing, occasionally seeing the small mole on his finger, the early autumn wind blowing in from the window, accompanied by a dry and open breath, Fu Shiyu Shi Yu thought it was wonderful, but at the same time felt a little bad.

The classroom before the evening self-study was a bit chaotic. Pei Qiuqiu was clearing the table at the back, and put the half-drunk milk tea on the high pile of books. Bai Lai bent down to tie his shoelaces. On the sound, Fu Shiyu shuddered, and the milk tea on Pei Qiuqiu's pile of books swayed twice, and all of it was dumped on Cheng Shu's back.

The smell of strawberries permeated the air. Fortunately, the temperature of the milk tea was not high, but the clothes were sticky with tea.Pei Qiuqiu frantically brought a tissue to Cheng Shu. Cheng Shu frowned and wiped the clothes on his back a few times, but it was useless. When he looked up and saw Pei Qiuqiu's flushed face, he quietly loosened his frown. It's an understatement to say it's fine.

Fu Shiyu helped Cheng Shu pull the clothes, and with a thought, he pulled the coat on the back of his chair and handed it to Cheng Shu: "Here, wear this first."

Cheng Shu didn't pick it up, but pulled out his schoolbag from the desk. Under Fu Shiyu's puzzled eyes, he took out a jersey. It had a red background with bright yellow edges. Cheng Shu always wore white. Fu Shiyu's school uniform, the only embellishment was the two red stripes on the sleeves of the school uniform. Fu Shiyu had never seen him wear such brightly colored clothes.

Fu Shiyu looked shocked: "You still bring two clothes to class?"

Cheng Shu put his schoolbag back, took his jersey and got up to go to the bathroom. Fu Shiyu stared at the door. For some reason, he was shaking his legs nervously. He scribbled a bunch of meaningless lines on his notebook.

The jersey is a sleeveless style. The loose neckline reveals a large area of ​​skin on the neck. The bright red color makes Cheng Shu's complexion more fair.His eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips are all well-shaped, and they are all well-proportioned and beautiful. His double eyelids seem to be painted, the tails of his eyes are slightly raised, and his eyes are bright and moist.

Perhaps it was because Fu Shiyu's gaze was too explicit, and Cheng Shu rarely showed a bit of discomfort. When he raised his head, the short tail of his hair fell down, and the white roots on the red back neckline were distinct. Yu stared and couldn't move his eyes.

Cheng Shu unceremoniously pulled Fu Shiyu's coat from his hands, put it on over the jersey two or three times, picked up a pen to write words on the back, and frowned unhappily.

Only then did Fu Shiyu come back to his senses, and while he was thinking secretly, he would turn his face at me, while watching it with great enjoyment, the smile on his face couldn't help it.

Cheng Shu asked dissatisfiedly, "What are you laughing at?"

Fu Shiyu coughed dryly: "No, that's the one, you look good in it."

After he finished speaking, he felt a strange heat creeping up his face and rushing towards his head, and he was confused in his heart, only feeling inexplicably embarrassed.Cheng Shu snorted through his nose and stopped talking to him. After a long time, the heat on Fu Shiyu's face went down. With the strawberry scent, Fu Shiyu leaned closer to Cheng Shu, and the strawberry smell became stronger. Cheng Shu's whole body was soaked in that sweet smell, making Fu Shiyu seem to have a sugar in his mouth.

After school in the evening, Cheng Shu went to the bathroom again, changed back into the still damp school uniform T-shirt, and returned the coat to Fu Shiyu.The two walked out of the school together, Fu Shiyu was pushing the bicycle, Cheng Shu was walking, the bright white street lights were distributed in clusters at a fixed distance, and the people around were laughing in groups of twos and threes.

This was the first time for the two of them to go home together after school. In the past, Cheng Shu would stay in the classroom for a while until he had to leave, and then he was the last to lock the door and leave.

As he walked, Fu Shiyu suddenly smiled and asked, "Why do you still have a jersey stuffed in your schoolbag?"

Cheng Shu was a little reluctant to talk to him, and thought that he couldn't be too ungrateful if he borrowed his coat all night, so he said, "Can't you?"

Fu Shiyu: "It's not impossible, it's just a little weird."

Cheng Shu was impatient: "What's wrong?"

Fu Shiyu shut up sensibly, saying that it's okay, don't blame me, do whatever you like.

After turning a corner, Fu Shiyu was separated from Fu Shiyu in the direction of Cheng Shu's home. Fu Shiyu straddled one leg on the bicycle, and Cheng Shu waved: "See you tomorrow."

Cheng Shu had already walked a certain distance without hesitation, but when he heard the sound, he stopped and turned around.Just above his head was a street lamp, and the white halo completely enveloped him, and his eyelashes cast long, curly shadows on his face.

Finally he replied softly: "See you tomorrow."

Fu Shiyu's heart was full of wind in an instant. He smiled and watched Cheng Shu's back go far away before he got on his bicycle. After riding for tens of meters, he remembered something. He stopped and put on the coat hanging on the handlebar. superior.

Fu Shiyu nervously buried his face in his collar and took a deep sniff. The faint strawberry aroma was inhaled into his nasal cavity, which was tainted by Cheng Shu.

The cool night breeze blew slowly, and the bright moon hung high in the sky. Fu Shiyu frowned, feeling that something was wrong with him.

Later, Fu Shiyu saw that jersey again. It had been a long time since that strawberry-flavored day. The hot summer wind of the new year swayed the curtains slightly. A sparse schoolbag with the zipper open, revealing a corner of the red fabric of the jersey.

Fu Shiyu hugged Cheng Shu, with a smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, as if he had rolled in a honey jar, and asked him stickily why he put all the things he gave him in his schoolbag, could it be that he was so precious.

Cheng Shu pursed his lips and ignored him, but his lips were not as pale as before, but bright red, moist and plump.

Fu Shiyu couldn't help kissing him, and asked a little coyly, Cheng Cheng, can I change into that jersey for you?Cheng Shu didn't answer, but the tips of his ears were slightly red. After a long while, he nodded and closed his eyes as if giving up on himself.

The loose red jersey covered the young man's naked body, and the exposed large area of ​​skin was dazzlingly white under the light. Fu Shiyu rolled up the jersey indiscriminately, and kissed the young man's thin and beautiful waist, pious and gentle...

The phantom in his memory more than ten years ago coincided with the person in front of him more than ten years later. Fu Shiyu leaned against the wall and held his hands, watching Cheng Shu sit up and button his clothes silently. Steaming, with the aroma of flowers and trees.

Cheng Shu smiled, her voice was a little hoarse: "It's been more than ten years, how could it be still there?"

The stamina of the alcohol surged up, making his head ache from the stimulation. Fu Shiyu's mind was in such a mess that it didn't seem like he had spoken the words himself. Only when the voice of the words faded away could he no longer find him did he know what he said.

"It's been more than ten years, am I still here?"

Cheng Shu frowned, as if understanding what he said, then raised his eyes to look at him in confusion, Fu Shiyu walked over, kneeled on the bed with one leg, leaned close to Cheng Shu's face, and stared at his clear pupils , and the self inside.

Cheng Shu and him stared blankly at each other for a few seconds, then suddenly lowered their eyes to avoid Fu Shiyu's sight, and found that Fu Shiyu was still looking at him relentlessly, so he simply lay down on the bed, wrapping himself up in annoyance. He got into the quilt and refused to communicate with Fu Shiyu.

Fu Shiyu's hand stroked Cheng Shu's ankle that was exposed outside the quilt, and before touching it twice, Cheng Shu shrugged and put his feet under the quilt, wrapping his whole body tightly.

Fu Shiyu's heart suddenly felt sore and soft. He patted the raised white ball, said "good night" softly, and then got up and left the bedroom.

Cheng Shu's house is not big, tens of square meters, which is just right for one person to live in. Fu Shiyu glanced at it casually, went to the bathroom, and washed his face with cold water. The drunkenness basically dissipated after all this trouble .

After he got out of the bathroom, he took a closer look at the room. The furnishings in the room were extremely simple, with only a few basic pieces of furniture, clean and tidy as if no one lived there. Fu Shiyu opened the window, and the outside wind blew in. He He collapsed on the sofa in the living room, staring at the night outside in a daze.

The stars twinkled in the sky, and there was no sound. Fu Shiyu lit a cigarette, and the smog entwined and blended into the night, leaving a smell that lingered for a long time. Fu Shiyu suddenly had the illusion of being in a dream, and Cheng Shu was sleeping in the room next to him. , The distance between the two is only a few meters, and he can see him when he opens the door, which is too unreal no matter how he thinks about it.

More than ten years ago, Fu Shiyu really liked Cheng Shu at that time, so much that he didn't know how to like him.His first love was too strong, and after his premature death, Yu Wei has lasted for more than ten years, so that now seeing Cheng Shu's face again, he can still feel something wrong, feeling awkward and uncomfortable.