Today I am drooling again [End Times]

For a moment, Zhang Yirang was forced to leave his mouth, but the result was that he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

"Can't sleep?"

Although it was a double bed, no matter how big the bed was, Zhang Yirang would never be able to fall asleep with such a big person tossing and turning beside him. What's more, he didn't want to sleep when he had this rare opportunity to be alone with him.

Su Youhe secretly rejoiced that he had just upgraded and was almost human in every way, whether it was body temperature, skin color or speech, otherwise he would never have been able to compromise.

Just kidding, with such a close contact, if there is no upgrade, Zhang Yirang will definitely see it!

"Well, I'm full of sleep, did I disturb you?"

The room was very dark, the curtains were all drawn, only a glimmer of light leaked through the gaps in the curtains, falling on the quilt, slightly reflecting the outline of Su Youhe.

Zhang Yirang tilted his head, convinced that Su Youhe couldn't see him clearly, he stared at the person who had been in his heart for a long time with his bright eyes, and was a little stunned.

"No, I'm not sleepy."

Su said "um" again, "There is something I've always wanted to say sorry to you about... Tong's adoptive wife... I was too young at that time, I don't remember much about the past, I don't know how it got out ..." He closed his eyes, not daring to look at Zhang Yirang's face, feeling that the next moment he would be beaten to the point of crying.

As a big man, no one would like to be ridiculed as a child bride, right?

I don't remember... Zhang Yirang's eyes darkened under the shadow, but he said the words calmly and with a smile, "I'm not angry."

Su Youhe didn't remember Tong's raising his wife, but he remembered it clearly.

They were in kindergarten at that time, and there was a little girl who probably had a bet with other children and insisted on playing house with Zhang Yirang.

Zhang Yirang lost his mother when he was young. In less than a year, his father married Weiman back home. Unconsciously, there were always middle-aged women with bad mouths who secretly told him something similar to "Your father has a new wife, and will have children in the future, and he will definitely not want you by then." Even the nanny at home secretly bullied him, and gave him a lot more casual food.

This made him taciturn at an age when he was supposed to be innocent. He would be silly every day, and he would not resist when he was bullied.

Children do not have a mature sense of right and wrong. When they hear the words of the adults in the family or the people around them, they feel that they are easy to bully.

And that little girl just made a bet with someone that he would say that he wanted to play games with her.

Of course Zhang Yirang ignored her.

The girl has probably never been ignored like this before, she felt ashamed, and finally burst into tears. Some boys either want to show their "macho manhood" in front of the girl, or join in the fun just to play a prank. When you come up, you have to "beat him to be obedient."

Zhang Yirang was used to being beaten, and he waited silently for the pain to strike.

In the end, I didn't expect to be stopped by a kid who just transferred to another school.

"Hey, why are so many of you beating one person? My dad said, you are bullying the few with more! Shame on you!"

Zhang Yirang's heart was moved by the tender and clear voice, and he raised his eyes for the first time.

Then a small face with black eyes and bright red eyes came into his eyes, and he, who was flamboyant and energetic, left a deep mark on Zhang Yirang's heart.

Of course, a child couldn't beat so many people, and the result was that they were beaten together.

As soon as those people left, the child stood up angrily, hugged his red hands and feet, "It's all your fault, I have no friends since I came here, and I was beaten up, it hurts too much!"

Zhang Yirang pursed his lips, the habitual silence made him speechless, thinking that he would hate him too, so he lowered his head in frustration, waiting for the child to beat and scold him.

Unexpectedly, the child stared at a pair of big eyes full of vitality, and grabbed his clothes, "No one wants to play the marriage game with me anymore, you have to pay me!"

pay?How to pay?

Naturally, he went to battle in person and compensated him a "bride".

"My name is Su Youhe. I just heard them call you Zhang Yirang. Now that we know each other's name, we are friends. My father said that good friends should have the same blessings and share the same difficulties!"

Then Zhang Yirang was forced to put on the pink princess dress that Su Youhe, who was full of "my father said", did not know where to find it, and played a game of getting married with Su Youhe.

It was the first time he was dragged and played by his peers, and he looked blankly at the boy in front of him who was smiling for some reason and looked up. As if infected by that wanton smile, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up, revealing a faint smile. A shallow, almost invisible smile.

Su Youhe seemed to have laughed enough, and reached out to help him take off the princess dress, but was bumped into by Su's mother who came to pick Su Youhe home.

Two pink and jade-carved children, one is wearing a pink princess dress, the brows and eyes that have faint traces of coldness softened. The other bowed his head back with a smile, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and his bright black eyes were full of smiles.

Even though the two of them were still ignorant children, Mother Su still felt warmed up. However, when she found out that the child in the princess dress turned out to be a boy, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she twitched violently. He suppressed the smile back.

"Youhe, why did you bully other children as soon as you transferred to another school? It's so bad!" Mother Su walked over and said to him in a calm manner, wiped off the sweat on Su Youhe's face, and turned to Zhang Yirang Smiling apologetically, "Little friend, Auntie apologized to you on behalf of Youhe. Are you willing to forgive Youhe?"

Zhang Yirang's original soft outline returned to its original shape after seeing the stranger, staring straight at Su Youhe who was nestled in Su's mother's arms, without speaking.

"Mom, I'm friends with Yirang, so he won't be angry with me!" Su Youhe shouted angrily, and secretly waved his small fists to threaten Zhang Yirang, as if Zhang Yirang If he denies it, he will punch him.

Zhang Yirang blinked and said nothing.

"You can't bully people like this even if you are friends. How can you let boys wear girls' clothes!" Mother Su corrected helplessly.

Su choked again, his nimble eyes couldn't stop turning, and suddenly lit up, as if he had finally found a reason, "Then, it's not a friend, it's Tong's adopted wife!"

After finishing speaking, he nodded with self-confidence, "It's Tong's foster wife!"

Mother Su laughed, and didn't even notice that Wei Man, who came to pick up Zhang Yirang, said, "Do you know what a child's foster wife is? You just drag her and say that you want her to be your child's adoptive wife, so be ashamed."

"I know!" Su Youhe waved his arms, his face was flushed, and his mouth was so pouted that he could hang a soy sauce bottle, "Tong's adoptive wife was together when she was very young, and she can get married when she grows up. People who have been playing together all the time!"

People who have been together since they were very young, can get married when they grow up, and play together all the time.

He still remembers this sentence until now.

I remember the scene at that time, I remember Su Youhe who said this, I remember Su Youhe's eyes that were brighter than the sun when he spoke, and I remember his immature and clear voice.

On the way home that day, Weiman sat with him in the car that came to pick him up. Weiman asked him if he had been wronged, whether Su Youhe had bullied him.

He spoke for the first time since his mother left—

"he treats me well."

Su Youhe closed his eyes and waited for Zhang Yirang's next sentence for a long time, who knew that Zhang Yirang didn't speak again after he said "not angry".

Obviously just angry!

He even said that he was a good friend when he was young. Huh (ˉ(∞)ˉ)吱

Can't you just... forgive him just once...

The more he thought about it, the more guilty Su Youhe felt. In the end, he couldn't find a reason for himself, so he could only keep his mouth shut and pretend that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Zhang Yirang has never chatted with others before, and he doesn't know what to say when chatting. He just let him waste a chance to talk heart-to-heart. He couldn't bear it, so he could only hold back a sentence Just ask a question.

Su Youhe had already waited a little dazedly. Hearing his words, thinking of his own tragedy back then, he couldn't help feeling sad, even sleepiness couldn't stop his grievances.

"No... I don't know why. They clearly said they liked me, but in the end they all broke up with me. They insisted that I didn't like them enough! Isn't this forcing me to stir up trouble!"

Zhang Yirang's face became hot when he heard the word Chuan Ji, "Do you like men?"

"Well... Of course I like soft and cute girls!"

That being the case, there should be no expectations.

Zhang Yirang's hot face turned cold instantly, but he still couldn't help asking, "Do you think homosexuality is disgusting?"

"No."

"Then have you ever tried to like a man?"

"No... why do you ask that, you can't be gay?!"

Zhang Yirang's throat tightened a little, "What if I am?"

Su and another quarrel, thinking about Zhang Yirang's popularity, and thinking about his tragic love history, just feel that the sky is unfair, why do girls prefer gays to themselves? QAQ Thinking about it this way, the more Su Youhe thought about it, the more he felt that he was simply a tragedy. For a moment, evil came from it, and he turned over as if angry, and put his hands on the sides of Zhang Yi's head.

"If you're gay, how about me? Guaranteed to be energetic, seven times a night!" He retracted one hand and squeezed the waist under the quilt, "Look, you have a good figure, and you must be able to fuck , I just happen to be able to do it, a match made in heaven!"

Feeling Su Youhe's breath on his face, Zhang Yirang's eyes drifted away for a moment, and suddenly his mouth became dry, but his body trembled slightly as if he had been acupunctured, but he couldn't move at all.

Finally, after he managed to suppress the restlessness in his heart and regained his composure, Su Youhe quickly lay back down again, "I'm just kidding, go to bed, it's getting late!"

Zhang Yirang swallowed carefully, his Adam's apple twitched up and down ambiguously, "Yeah."

As soon as the difficult voice came out, he was surprised that his voice was a little hoarse.

Su Youhe was still immersed in the shock of his desperate, as if bewitched, molesting actions just now, and didn't notice his strangeness.

Su Youhe turned his back and forced himself to close his eyes to sleep. Zombies don't need sleep, but he still wants to be as close to the human way of life as possible, so under normal circumstances, he should eat and sleep. .

I thought it would be difficult to fall asleep, but when I closed my eyes, the drowsiness that had just been scared away returned, and I fell asleep very quickly.

Zhang Yirang stared at the ceiling with his eyes open. In his ears, he could hear the pounding heartbeat that hadn't calmed down and Su Youhe's calm and regular breathing beside his pillow. Gradually, his heartbeat also slowed down, and finally It coincided with Su Youhe's breathing.

This made him feel closer to Su.

He tilted his head, his eyes adapted to the darkness traced the outline of Su Youhe's face with his sight.

After Su Youhe fell asleep, he unconsciously adjusted from the posture with his back facing him to a more comfortable lying flat posture.

It is the same posture as when he took a nap when he was a child, spread out like pancakes, his hands and feet are habitually spread out, and he wants to spread out into a big character, but because half of the bed is occupied by others, he feels aggrieved Withdrawing back, his mouth was flattened as if he had been greatly wronged.

Zhang Yirang looked at him for a while, but finally couldn't hold back, turned sideways, grabbed Su Youhe's uncomfortably shrunken hands and put them on his waist.

Thinking of being pinched on the side of his waist by this hand just now, his face became a little hot.