I cried, I pretended

Early the next morning Song Mingwang woke up and found that the surrounding area was empty, with no one there. When he opened the door, he saw his grandma in the living room knitting a sweater. Seeing that he was awake, he called him to have breakfast.

"Hurry up and eat, don't you guys still have to go to school?"

"Where's Cheng Huan?" Song Mingwang picked up the steamed bun and took a bite.

"I woke up early, and I'm running outside. The child will go for a run outside tomorrow morning to exercise."

Song Ming looked up and didn't think much about it.

Halfway through eating, Cheng Wang finally came back from the outside. Even though it was already winter, compared to others, his clothes can be described as thinner, and he should be the type who is not afraid of the cold.

The strenuous exercise made his breathing a little faster than usual, and beads of sweat on his forehead dripped down the tip of his hair, slid into his neckline and disappeared,

He casually lifted up the hem of his clothes to wipe his sweat, and when he opened it, he could see the obvious abdominal muscles, and the beautiful muscle lines on the raised arms would never look exaggerated.

But then he seemed to think of something again, he moved his hand for a while, and then let it go.

Song Mingwang didn't notice his movements.

"How long does Mingwang plan to stay here?" Grandma Cheng smiled amiably, she liked this silly and cute child from the bottom of her heart, she was pure in heart, and was honest with others.

"It won't be long."

Song Mingwang was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Cheng Wang who was speaking blankly, and then he also looked at himself, with a low tone and a touch of alienation.

"I have something to do later, you go to school first."

"..."

The whole day at school, Cheng Wang didn't talk to him much, Song Mingwang didn't know what happened, and he got angry too.

His character has always been to say what he has, without twists and turns in his heart.

So he directly blocked Cheng Wang at the corner of the stairs, and then forced him to ask: "Why did I mess with you? Why are you unhappy?"

Cheng Huang frowned: "I'm not unhappy."

Song Mingwang grumbled, "You have it! I told you to ignore me."

"…I didn't hear that."

"Really?" In a way, Song Mingwang was very easy to deceive, he asked dubiously.

Cheng Wan slightly avoided his sight, and unconsciously twirled his drooping fingers, which was a sign of a cigarette addiction.

"Ah."

Song Mingwang finally let him go temporarily, but after school, he went back to Cheng Huan's house, saw no one was there, and then asked Grandma Cheng, saying that someone came back, put down his schoolbag and left, and he didn't know where he went.

Hearing the last song Mingwang's heart gradually sank, he really was avoiding himself.

He bit his lip and said, I'll go first.

"Don't you live here?"

"No." Song Mingwang said angrily, "We are just ordinary classmates, so it's not good to bother us."

Grandma Cheng looked at his back as he left, and murmured in her heart, what happened to one or two, it was strange, maybe it was a quarrel.

In the billiards hall on the other side, Cheng Wan slightly bent his fingers to support the cue stick, and exerted force with his other hand. The balls collided with each other with a crisp sound, and he scored a hole in one.

"It's still so good after not playing for so long." Lai Yue was amazed.

Xiao Xiu pursed her lips, "It's been a long time since we met in the bar last time."

"Why do you want to come to play today? I'm in a bad mood, tell Brother Lai."

Cheng Juan handed the club to Xiao Xiu, "Brother Xiu, come and play."

"Why don't you play anymore?"

Cheng Juan lowered his head and took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff, "I'm a little tired."

"No, you, listless, what happened?"

Cheng Lun flicked the cigarette ash, pondered for a moment, and then said slowly: "...Do you think homosexuality is born or may happen in the middle?"

Lai Yue and Cheng Wang have the same sexual orientation. He worked as a waiter in Lai Yue's bar before, and he found the bar casually. He didn't expect it to be gay. Song Mingwang definitely didn't notice it last time, and the owner of the bar is Lai Yue. People also met naturally and became friends, even after quitting their jobs, they kept in touch.

"What's wrong with anyone?" Lai Yue intuitively felt that his words were not for himself.

"Forget it." Cheng Wang suddenly didn't intend to continue asking.

Lai Yue didn't intend to let him go, "You're not right, is there a straight man around you who confessed to you? So you feel guilty? Because you have led others down the wrong path."

These words hit the center, Cheng Wang pursed his lips and remained silent.

"I can guess what you asked. Who is it? That little boy with very fair skin you brought last time."

Cheng Wang turned around and leaned against the pool table, lowered his head and wiped the cue sticks, without speaking, his attitude was equivalent to acquiescing.

"That's too easy to guess."

Xiao Xiu answered with a smile: "It's really easy to guess. I found it strange that he brought someone here last time."

"It seems that you don't hate him, or you wouldn't have brought him here at all."

Hearing what he said, Cheng Huang dusted off the cigarette ash on his fingertips: "I hate it, but I don't hate it."

Lai Yue looked at him and grinned: "Then do you like him?"

Cheng Huan was startled, and frowned subconsciously, as if he couldn't find the answer to the question.

"If you like someone, you definitely want to sleep with him. Have you seen that he has the urge to sleep with him?"

This time, Cheng falsely denied it very quickly, "That's not true."

Song Mingwang is only a little older, he is not such a beast.

Lai Yue spread his hands: "That's fine, it's true if you don't hate it, and it's true if you don't like it."

Cheng Huang frowned.

"And the question you asked me just now, homosexuality is generally born, but it does not rule out being influenced in the middle, some for stimulation, some for following the trend, and some for novelty, most of them are little kids who have not experienced much in the world, they most easily influenced."

The cigarette at Cheng Wang's fingertips was about to burn out, and the surrounding smoke was burning. Cheng Wang's face was hidden in it and he couldn't see clearly. After being quiet for a while, he heard his voice, and nothing unusual could be heard.

"I see."

Going to school the next day, Song Mingwang didn't give Cheng Huang a good look, put down his schoolbag heavily, and prepared to hand in homework.

Cheng Wang didn't even lift his head when he heard the commotion, he didn't know what he was writing, it wasn't homework anyway.

Meng Keran came over to urge to hand in the homework, Song Mingwang only had time to take a look but didn't see clearly

After the morning reading class, Xu Su stood on the podium and announced something, saying that the school's school anniversary is coming. This time, in addition to singing and dancing performances, the leaders above asked each class to arrange an activity exhibition, which can simulate the opening of a store. Everyone discusses Let's open a store at once.

Everyone immediately started discussing in various ways. Since it was a science class, the majority of boys was reflected. In the end, the one with the most votes was to open a cartoon doll milk tea shop.

"Do you think the school leader's face will turn green when he sees it?" Tang Tan laughed in the toilet, and asked Cheng Wang.

Cheng Wang turned on the faucet and washed his hands. Obviously, he also had no hope for this proposal from his class, and said lightly: "This event may be the first and the last."

After Tang Qin finished speaking, he seemed to think of something again, and looked at him winkingly: "But then again, what happened to you and Song Mingwang?"

Cheng Wang paused for a while, then returned to normal, carelessly wiped his hands with a piece of paper, "It's nothing."

"Stop pretending, I saw your application form, why are you suddenly applying for a change of seat if it's nothing?"

"I just think he's clingy." Cheng Wang didn't want to say the reason, so he made up an excuse.

"You just discovered it. I thought you had discovered it earlier. Do you feel annoyed too?"

With a "bang", the door of the washroom was suddenly opened by someone. Song Mingwang walked out from inside, his eyes were red, he bit his lips tightly, without saying a word, and rushed out without even looking at them.

"This..." Tang Tan also felt embarrassed.

Cheng Huang frowned, clicked his tongue, turned off the faucet with a click, and followed him out.

When he walked to the stairs, he bumped into someone, who was Tian Mengmeng.

"Did you see Song Mingwang?" Cheng Huai thought that the two of them had a good relationship, maybe they just met each other.

Tian Mengmeng looked blank: "No."

Cheng Wang didn't say anything, just nodded, and was about to walk away when he passed him, but was stopped by Tian Mengmeng.

"Brother Zhuang, what's the matter with you and Xiao Ming? Did Xiao Ming make you angry?"

Cheng Wang said, "Nothing."

Tian Mengmeng didn't think much about it, and said, "That's right, most of the time Xiao Ming treats you coldly, but there are exceptions, last time we made a bet..." Tian Mengmeng realized halfway through his speech, and then said Leaving his mouth open, he hastily stopped.

Cheng Wang noticed it, squinted his eyes slightly, and asked him forcefully, "What are you betting on?"

Tian Mengmeng's face turned pale: "I don't know anything."

"Say." Cheng Wang's patience was about to run out.

Tian Mengmeng was frightened by Cheng Lu, and immediately betrayed Song Mingwang in a very spineless manner, telling all the things in one breath.

"It's that he said that you like men. I don't believe it. He said he wants to prove it to me."

After he finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at Cheng Wang's face, and naturally he didn't notice that his expression was frighteningly cold.

"Is that so?" Cheng Juan had complicated eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth.

Tian Mengmeng was slightly taken aback, always feeling that Cheng Huang had an indescribable feeling at this moment.

Cheng Wang nodded to him, and said briefly, "Well, I'll go find him."

The place where Song Mingwang can be found is very simple. If he is not in the classroom, he is on the roof. When he walked up the stairs, he saw the iron door open. With a long leg, he easily stepped over the chair that was acting as a barrier, and walked towards the squatting person with his head buried.

Song Mingwang didn't notice anyone approaching, his body trembled slightly, and he tried his best to hold back the tears, which was different from the half-truth and half-fake crying he pretended before, when he was really sad, he would hold back the tears.

But the tears still flowed unsatisfactorily. He wiped and wiped and found that he couldn't wipe it clean.

"You cried first."

Hearing a familiar voice above his head, Song Mingwang froze and raised his head reflexively.

Cheng Wang put his hands in his trouser pockets, lowered his eyebrows and looked at himself condescendingly. For some reason, he lost the deliberate alienation and indifference before, and felt a little more relieved.

Song Mingwang turned his face away, not wanting to see him.

In the end, because he cried too hard, he couldn't stop sobbing, and suddenly lost his momentum.

"I didn't… didn't cry."

Of course, this statement is not convincing, especially when the past person is still crying and hiccupping.

Cheng Wangwei sighed imperceptibly, leaned down slightly, and reached out to touch his head, but Song Mingwang turned his head to avoid his hand, and bit his hand viciously.

The tip of the tongue inadvertently slid across the fingertips, bringing a warm and moist touch.

Cheng Huan was slightly stunned, the young man in front of him had red eyes, tears were still hanging on his slender and thick eyelashes, his lips were bright red with a whiter complexion, and he was looking up at himself angrily with his finger in his mouth.