old time

When he woke up the next morning, Wei Song asked Xiao Yang to wake up as if nothing had happened. Xiao Yang spent 1 minute in a daze, and spent 5 minutes thinking about what happened last night, and then he wanted to get into bed immediately.

Seeing his appearance, Wei Song found it funny, rubbed the top of his hair, and said softly, "Get up, wash and eat."

Wei Song was about to get up, but Xiao Yang grabbed him, "Does it still hurt?"

Wei Song didn't answer, leaned over and bit Xiao Yang's lips, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Xiao Yang shook his head, and Wei Song also said, "I don't hurt either."

Intimate contact with the one you love, even if it hurts, it doesn't hurt.

Faced with Wei Song's gentleness, Xiao Yang always feels ashamed.Xiao Yang felt that he was going to be pampered to the point of lawlessness. Fortunately, his old mother scolded him angrily during breakfast.

"Let me tell you, Xiao Yang, don't think that everyone is spoiling you and you are about to go to heaven. I won't pursue what happened yesterday. If Xiao Song tells me or I see you bullying him, See if I can beat you."

Xiao Yang curled his lips and replied, "Who is the real son?"

Liu Hui still couldn't hold back and knocked him on the head, "I'm helping the manager but not the relatives, besides, Wei Song is also my son now."

Wei Song originally wanted to feel sorry for Xiao Yang, but when he heard this, he was so happy that he couldn't hold back his silly joy. Seeing his appearance, Xiao Yang wanted to kick him, but he didn't dare to act rashly at this juncture, so he could only keep silent. Hold back and continue eating.

Since that day, the two of them haven't mentioned that matter, and Xiao Yang can only infer the true face of the story based on those clues, but it's more unclear like a fog. He asked himself if he had contact with Wei Song when he was in college. Pass.Xiao Yang wanted to ask a few times, but it was all mixed with the embarrassment of that night, so he had to give up. He wanted to wait for Wei Song to tell him, but Wei Song acted like a normal person and didn't mention a word.

The two came back from their hometown and went to work for a few more weeks. Wei Song was still the same as usual, as if none of this had happened. Xiao Yang thought it would be fine if he didn't know.

However, on Saturday, Wei Song and Xiao Yang said mysteriously, "I'll take you to a place."

The two drove forward, and the road in front of them became more and more familiar, and finally stopped at the gate of the university.

Xiao Yang intuitively knew everything he wanted to know.

"Foreign cars can't get in today, get out of the car."

Xiao Yang wandered and got off the bus with him. After a few steps, Wei Song stopped, turned his head and pointed to the bus stop not far from the school gate, "You used to wait here for the bus."

Xiao Yang's heart trembled.

Wei Song continued to walk forward, and Xiao Yang also followed in a daze. The rain from the past few days still remained on both sides of the road, and a few fallen leaves were lying on the ground alone.

"Library, go in and have a look."

After the holidays, the library is open normally, and some students have come back to study, but overall it is still quiet.Walking to the big reading room, Wei Song stood at the door, pointing to a seat by the window, "You always like to sit there, I guess it's sunny, and you always come early to occupy that seat."

Xiao Yang listened silently without making a sound.

Wei Song pointed to a seat not far behind, "I sit there every time, behind you, watching you study," then smiled, "Of course, I also study."

"Come on, go in and sit down." Wei Song suggested.

The two sat in the most familiar position many years ago, Xiao Yang turned his head and looked back, seeing Wei Song's familiar gentle smiling face, a burst of sadness welled up in his heart, and barely stopped his tears.

After leaving the library, the two continued to walk, and entered the teaching building where classes were most frequently attended that year.

First I went to the large classroom on the first floor, the door was still locked, and I looked outside the door through the glass, "You used to play a debate here before, and you were against the third debate. I was stupid at the time and forgot to record it. .”

Xiao Yang followed up with a smile, but still didn't say anything.

Walking up to the second floor, Wei Song opened the door and entered the small classroom and said, "You like to sit in the third or fourth row from the left in any class, both big and small classes. I will sit behind you. The small classroom is the last row, and the big classroom is the last row. It’s only the seventh and eighth row, and I can see you anyway.”

Xiao Yang sat in his favorite seat when he was in school, and Wei Song also sat in the last row diagonally behind him.

Xiao Yang looked back, and still saw Wei Song's smiling face at a glance.

Then the two left the teaching area and headed for the living area.

After entering the cafeteria, Wei Song looked intoxicated, "My world."

Xiao Yang smiled and cursed that he was sick.

Wei Song pointed to the middle position, "You like to sit near that pillar when you eat alone. You don't like eating noodles, do you? Anyway, I rarely see you eating noodles."

"What kind of noodles do you like to eat?" Xiao Yang asked.

"Noodles with scallion oil, fish-flavored shredded pork noodles, and fish noodles in sour soup are all delicious." Wei Song reported the name of the dish on his own.

Sure enough, I haven't eaten noodles once after living together for so long, and it's really because I don't like to eat.

Wei Song suddenly understood Xiao Yang's question while talking, stroked his hair and said with a smile, "I don't really like noodles either."

Just in time for lunch, I ate a meal in the cafeteria and ordered two bowls of noodles. The more I ate, the more uncomfortable Xiao Yang felt. He didn't want to continue this trip to the campus.

He didn't want to know anymore, the more he knew, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Wei Song also saw the exhaustion in Xiao Yang's expression, and persuaded him, "Go to the dormitory again, and we'll go home."

Xiao Yang could only nod his head.

Wei Song took him back to his original dormitory building, and sneaked up there while the uncle was taking a nap, like a student who returns home late and is afraid of being discovered.

Wei Song led him up to the sixth floor, and stood at the door of their former dormitory. Wei Song joked, "The person in this dormitory doesn't like to study at first glance, and school starts the day after tomorrow. No one has come yet."

Xiao Yang also laughed, and heard Wei Song say, "I just slept on the bed inside. I was a shallow sleeper at the time. I had insomnia at night, and I skipped classes during the day to catch up on sleep."

"One day when I was sleeping, I heard a sound. I thought it was a thief. I opened the curtain and took a look. Guess who I was looking at?"

Xiao Yang numbly followed and shook his head.

"I saw my boyfriend, hahaha." After speaking, Wei Song started laughing.

Xiao Yang looked at him incomprehensibly.

After laughing enough, Wei Song said seriously, "That was the first time I saw you."

Xiao Yang was stunned for a moment, as if struck by lightning. His thoughts went back to the time when Liu Chengchen ordered him to run errands.

"It's you." Xiao Yang murmured.

Yes, of course it's him. Liu Chengchen's other roommates, Xiao Yang, all know each other, so they will naturally greet him.So it was him, it was him, it turned out it started here.

Suddenly Xiao Yang seemed to remember something, "Why didn't you tell me that there was wall dust in my hair."

I walked from the dormitory to the classroom with that ball of white ash on my back. Do you know how they laughed at me when they saw it?

The most important thing is, why didn't you say a word to me at that time, and why didn't you get acquainted with me.

Wei Song seemed to see what Xiao Yang was thinking, saw his distress and remorse, hugged Xiao Yang, buried him on Xiao Yang's shoulder and murmured, "I'm sorry, why am I so stupid, why can't I even speak a word?" Say, sorry, I was wrong, I was wrong."

Xiao Yang also hugged him back, and suddenly saw a boy coming out of the dormitory not far away, Xiao Yang subconsciously wanted to break away from Wei Song's embrace, but the next second he felt that it was not important, whoever saw it didn't matter, nothing mattered. Nothing compares to this embrace.

He used to think that same-sex love is a knife, or unanimously cut through thorns and thorns, or stab each other with a knife to hurt each other. After meeting Wei Song, he realized that he no longer needs a knife. Wei Song is his shield. , Protecting him from all harm from the outside world.

Under the surprised gaze of the boy, Xiao Yang suddenly pushed Wei Song up and pulled him downstairs.

Wei Song obviously hasn't kept up with the rhythm, and is still immersed in the pain of missing those years, "Why?"

"Go home and make.Love!"

Sonorous and powerful, as always.

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