Forced to be at the same table with the full-level boss

The tension in the third year of high school is getting worse day by day. Ding Yu has no mobile phone addiction, and the phone is turned off silently all the year round. He may not take out the phone once a day when he puts it on his body, but after meeting Yao Yu, there is a sudden possibility in his heart, so he turns it on to watch. At a glance, it turned out that it was not in vain.

The sky at the end of autumn and the beginning of winter is gloomy, the sun has lost its strength, the rain from the day before yesterday has not yet dried up, and the night has dyed the clouds into a stormy color, and they may turn their faces at any time.

Ding Yu was "caught" by Yao Yu on the passage from the first floor of the third floor to the Duxing Building, and half-jokingly said: "You are only in the first year of high school, so you like to run to the end of the third year of high school. When you are in the third year of high school, don't you want to run away?" Vomited?"

Yao Yu glanced at him: "Do you know what I look like in my senior year?"

"Then what else? You can't stop reading." Ding Yu said.

Yao Yu snorted coldly.

Ding Yu observed Yao Yu around, and found a flash of light in his eyes after humming, which was fleeting, but he was still caught by him.

"No..." Ding Yu was stunned, "You really don't want to read?"

After all, Comrade Ding is someone who has been there before, and he is still clear about the competition. For example, some low-grade award-winning students can indeed get a name in the school and go to the preparatory class of the recommended school in advance. In the ten-year competition history of Yang Yi Middle School, there have never been more than three winners. What's more, the humanities courses that have spent a lot of effort in the competition may not be comprehensive. Few people choose to end high school early.

"Of course not." Yao Yu suspected that he knew what happened to him and formed a conditioned reflex, and he had to rely on that issue. "That's something I can decide?"

"It's not impossible." Ding Yu said with straight eyes.

Yao Yu: "..."

"I didn't ask you to talk about this," Yao scratched his head, "If you have anything else to say, hurry up and let's get to the point."

Ding Yu asked directly: "What is the topic?"

Yao Yu paused, glanced at Ding Yu with his eyes, and asked subconsciously: Are you finished?

Ding Yu showed a dumbfounding expression.

Yao Yu scratched his hair again irritably, his complexion was very bad. Of course, he did not continue the topic because he disliked Ding Yu's talkativeness, but because he didn't know how to speak.

Ding Yu frowned and patrolled his face, thinking: "Is it something to find Wu Lian this afternoon?"

Yao Yu nodded.

Ding Yu: "...It won't be related to Yi Yi."

Classmate Yao bent his fingers, unable to hold on anymore.

"It's nothing," he said with displeasure, "Wu Lian and Competition, just don't tell him."

What is 300 taels of no silver here, and what is getting darker and darker, if you want to use modern examples to explain, Ding Yu thinks that the student surnamed Yao in front of him is an excellent example.

Then a thought rushed into his head-people in love are really fools.

Afterwards, I immediately realized that something was wrong, and I felt like I wanted to laugh and stopped on the spot.

Ding Yu hesitated for a while, then asked: "What's wrong? Why?"

If there was a mirror, Yao Yu would be able to see that his tangled face was about to turn ferocious. The three fingers of his right hand were entangled with each other several times before he said, "I don't want him to know for now."

Ding Yu controlled his expression and continued to ask: "Is it okay? He's not your mother, why didn't you let him know?"

Yao Yu took a breath: "Because I don't want to."

This explanation is incomprehensible, obviously not a sufficient reason. After classmate Yao said that his teeth hurt, he pursed his lips for a long time, but he couldn't think of anything else to add.

Before he started to regret coming to Ding Yu, Ding Yu said "oh" first, with a clear face, and asked within a few seconds: "Is there anything else you don't want him to know?"

Yao Yu's heart trembled violently, and he denied it: "No."

Ding Yu looked at him for a while with a half-smile, then sighed.

"You are really smart, you can't hide it even if you want to," he reached out and patted Yao Yu's back, "I think we really need to have a good chat."

Before Yao Yu could react, Ding Yu had already dragged him to the junction of the corridor and the path between the buildings. There is no roof here, and there will be no echo when speaking, which is much more suitable for chatting than the place where he stopped Ding Yu.

Ding Yu said: "I hope you can keep this secret."

Yao Yu was taken aback, and a question mark slowly appeared in his heart.

"You know that Yi Yi likes... um... likes boys, right?" Ding Yu touched his nose and said, "Actually, I know it too, and I know it much, much earlier than you."

Yao Yu turned around stiffly: "What?"

"You just say, do you know or don't know."

Classmate Yao nodded instinctively: "I know."

Ding Yu hissed: "I always thought you were not very sensitive about this aspect, but I didn't expect you to see it. Cough cough, it's a bit embarrassing now, let me think about how to tell you."

"Anyway, no matter what, I hope you don't reject him."

Yao Yu's chaotic brain came to his senses, Comrade Ding must have misunderstood what he said.

"I was also shocked at the beginning," Ding Yu spread his hands outward, "It's much bigger than your current reaction, and I even feel like my worldview has collapsed. I was only in my teens at the time, and I didn't know much about sexuality." , My understanding is that he has a perverted problem, hey, don't look at me like that."

Yao Yu really didn't know what kind of expression he should show to Ding Yu, so he could only accept all the expressions and gave him a deadpan expression.

"Well... Anyway, I was quite shocked at that time. Do you know what happened afterwards?"

"how?"

"Yi Yi's reaction is bigger than mine."

"……What's the meaning?"

"Yi Yi is a bit special. I want to explain to you that he didn't discover his sexual orientation. Fang Jinghan helped him discover it, so I will know," Ding Yu said in a low voice. Before a person can't stand it, he can't stand it himself."

"You know what happened to him when he was a child. It was very miserable. First his parents, then his grandma... His relatives said that he was born with evil spirits, and he was unlucky with whomever he was. Let's go, although Yi Yi didn't show it, but he was so angry in his heart, he felt that what these people said must be wrong, he couldn't have brought any evil, and he would be able to prove it when he grows up."

Ding Yu said these words in a blunt tone, full of resentment, and his voice couldn't help but raised his voice higher and higher. Yao Yu turned his head, looked at the distant window, and made a gesture of silence to him.

No matter how many times he hears these things, Yao Yu's heart can always be filled with that gloomy conclusion. Now he sometimes has similar dreams, dreaming of the house on Wufang Street and the ten-year-old Yi Yi, dreaming that he passed by that place countless times. A square building, not too big or too small, dreamed that he wanted to angrily knock away the group of hypocritical and blurred phantoms, and hug the villain crying silently in the corner, but every time he missed it for various reasons.

When he first went to Grandma Yiyi's room, he was indeed a little scared, but then his mind changed. He thought that no matter where grandma's soul was, it would still be heaven in that building. The grandson of her last journey, don't let Yi Yi experience any more.

Yao Yu sorted out her emotions, and signaled Ding Yu to continue: "Why can't he take it anymore?"

"I can't stand being different from others," Ding Yu grinned with an ugly expression that couldn't tell whether he was crying or smiling, "His relatives thought he had a problem, and he really made a different sexuality problem. How can he accept it? How can he tell others? How can he slap those people in the face?"

"When I was young, the world was wider and higher, and I was forced to accept this fact. I guess it feels like the sky is falling." Ding Yu said.

Yao Yu only felt that he had been put into the frying pan again, and his body was hot, but his heart was cold.

He quivered his lips and asked, "What happened next?"

But Ding Yu said briefly: "Later, Fang Jinghan coaxed her later, but the effect was not great. Yi Yi may not be relieved for two or three years."

"At that time, Fang Jinghan didn't have a good relationship with her family. My mother didn't let me get too close to her. Our contact was intermittent. I don't know many specific things, but I heard that Yi Yi didn't talk to anyone for a year. Having said that, she completely fell into self-loathing, and Fang Jinghan even regretted letting him know about it."

Ding Yu let out a long breath, showing his unbearable expression: "His environment is different, and there are only a handful of classmates and friends around him who are close to him. After this incident, his flammable and explosive physique was directly cleared away." Zero, no one can help him at all, it is really helpless."

The outline of Ding Yu in Yao Yu's eyes gradually became crooked and blurred. He closed his eyes hard, opened them again and asked, "How did he recover?"

"It's a miracle," Ding Yu said, "He doesn't talk to people, but didn't smart phones become popular at that time, Fang Jinghan bought one for him to play with, and he played well after playing Yes, I was shocked when I heard about it, who said that mobile phones only harm teenagers? They can also save people at critical times.”

Yao Yu frowned, not understanding the cause and effect.

"You don't really believe it, do you? I always thought that my sister lied to me. Later, when I saw Yi Yi himself, I laughed at him about it. Of course, I must have been cut by him, but his reaction, It's also the default."

"In short, fate is magic." Ding Yu concluded.

Yao Yu lowered his head to look at the damp floor tiles, and counted the days in Ding Yu’s words. Yi Yi went to England when he was ten years old. He denied himself for two or three years. He recovered when he was thirteen or fourteen. It's only four years.

This vintage may sound familiar.

A needle touched the ground in Yao Yu's mind, making a crisp jingling sound, and then it stabbed down hard, causing his heart to writhe in pain.

"What year was that?" Yao Yu asked.

"what?"

"The year Fang Jinghan bought him a mobile phone, and the year he became normal."

Ding Yu said "huh?": "I didn't ask too clearly, he is only twelve or thirteen years old, what's the matter?"

"Twelve, or thirteen?" Yao Yu asked bitingly.

Ding Yu was stunned, not knowing what Yao Yu was asking for. He racked his brains for a while, took out his mobile phone and said, "Wait, let me check. I remember that there was a software for learning foreign languages ​​on the market that year. Yi is using it, and I cheated my first mobile phone from my mother for this reason."

"Ah, yes, let me do the math, he is 13 years old!"

When Ding Yu said it excitedly, the screen of his mobile phone spread forward, and the search content on it suddenly rushed into Yao Yu's eyes. He was very familiar with that sign, and he was a little psychologically prepared.

It's Omelet.