you have to talk to me

"Yang Fan is because I like you."

"Yes."

Yang Fan was stunned, but he didn't shake Feng Jimeng away, but raised his arm, took it out of his pocket, walked around Feng Jimeng's back, and patted Feng Jimeng's shoulder.He neither agreed nor flatly refused, and said, "Let's go and talk."

They had already reached the car wash shop, but Yang Fan didn't go to the shop, instead, he crossed the road directly.Originally, he could go home directly through the alley where Feng Jimeng had been beaten before, but Yang Fan turned around and walked along the main road towards the Hongcheng River.

Feng Jimeng had no choice but to follow him, shrinking her neck in the steam and river wind.

Yang Fan lit a cigarette and asked Feng Jimeng, "You said you like me because you like me, what?"

Feng Jimeng followed Yang Fan, a little bit behind him, and the river wind blowing towards him carried Yang Fan's tobacco smell.

He didn't know what Yang Fan wanted to talk about, but obviously not, to talk about love with him.He knew that he didn't have the ability to persuade Yang Fan to be reasonable, so he whispered, "No, just like what you like."

"Like does not happen for no reason. It is worship, obsession, and attraction. It is more or less derived from some kind of illusion at the beginning of the relationship. Neither is liking. It is a kind of reason and emotion. To be precise, it is like, a kind of reason and reason. Completely runs counter to emotion."

"Maybe, yes, but what kind of relationship runs counter to reason? If two people still like each other, should we start?"

Hearing this, Yang Fan glanced sideways at Feng Jimeng, "The problem here is liking, and it requires two people to go against reason together, but I can't do that."

"I am more than ten years older than you. I am an adult. You are a minor. Adults have a lot of attraction to those who have not yet grown up. Adults are also very easy to make minors have admiration and obsession. But feelings are, there are feelings of inequality. You can let yourself go against reason and have feelings, but I can't. In other words, it doesn't matter whether you are responsible for you or I am responsible for myself, in short, you can't."

"So I like you, I can only tell you regretfully that I'm sorry and I refuse."

Feng Jimeng lowered his head, and stopped in his footsteps because the river wind made him a little cold.

Yang Fan continued to walk a few steps forward, but also stopped by the river, looking at the pitch black river surface, and even a few street lamps with their reflections, smoking silently.

After a while, Feng Jimeng caught up.

"You said you like 'Gate', you mean that as long as he is a boy, you will also like him when you meet him."

"Yes. But that premise, I think he, an adult, has the premise."

"I'll be 18 after Chinese New Year."

"Adults and minors are not the same. The 18-year-old day is the limit of personality and mental maturity."

"I'm going to be an adult someday."

"When that day comes, you may not necessarily like me. When I was a student, many people admired and liked me. They had teachers, no blood relationship, elders who were older than me, and others. But when they got to the time when they liked someone who was old, they would find that the person was actually real. Very mediocre is not even comparable to having myself in the same year."

Yang Fan looked at Feng Jimeng, his eyes were very gentle, and he even had a kind of affection for children, "You see, you don't have any friends, you haven't gotten along well with others, but when you meet someone who treats you a little bit better, you think that's it. Well, I will never turn back. This is actually very dangerous. I am only friendly to you. Being friendly is something that many people can do. As long as you are willing to open your heart to others. This is really nothing. This kind of kindness It's not worthy of your liking."

Yang Fan knew very well that it was Feng Jimeng who grew up in a homeless family like this and had children who would eventually return and lack love.As long as others walk into their hearts and treat him a little bit better, he will have feelings and dependence, and then he will pour out his heart and soul.But Yang Fan only has good feelings for Feng Jimeng, out of the kindness and sympathy in the hearts of all people, it is the same as seeing the Internet asking for help and donating some money, or seeing the elderly pushing heavy objects on the side of the road to help them. It's the same for everyone if you don't ask for anything in return.

"It's also about your orientation. I don't know about you, how do you think you like men? Yes, but you are only a teenager. People have sexual orientation during adolescence, the most vague stage. And the road of homosexuality is more difficult than you imagined It’s been many times, so I suggest that you don’t make a decision on yourself first, don’t register for that kind of software, and don’t date anyone on the software. You are only a teenager, you should grow up first and protect yourself.”

Feng Jimeng stared at Yang Fan all the time because the street lights had been infiltrated by the night, and there was only a pair of bright eyes in the light, like a cat squatting in the night.He listened seriously and nodded after Yang Fan finished speaking.

A gust of night wind blew over, and Feng Jimeng shrank her neck again.

"It's cold, I want you to wear more clothes."

"Ah."

"I have clothes for you to wear for a while?" Yang Fan was about to take off his clothes with the cigarette butt in his mouth.

"Need not."

"It's okay." Yang Fan thought that he had rejected the person just now, and the child took off his clothes and put them on for him, so he always felt a little awkward, so he shook his shoulders, and put on the clothes again, "Let's go, let's eat something warm. "

Yang Fan thought to himself that he had spoken clearly, the reasoning was clear, and it seemed that Feng Jimeng had listened to it, so it was good, and at this age he could already understand the words, so there was no need to really hurt others.

Yang Fan walked back along the road he came from, but Feng Jimeng didn't keep up, it was him who stood there.

"Do you still remember that we had an agreement?"

"Can you give me a hug?"

Yang Fan bit his cigarette holder, turned his head and frowned at Feng Jimeng, thinking that it was interesting for him to make this request.Feng Jimeng looked at Yang Fan frankly, as if a hug could put an end to his mistakes and youthful palpitations.Yang Fan understood that there was a last hug and a new start.

He took off the cigarette butt from his lips with one hand, walked over with one arm open, directly embraced Feng Jimeng and brought him to his chest, "Come on, let's hug one."

Feng Jimeng never remembers hugging someone so intimately before. When he touched Yang Fan's body, at that moment, he arched his back and tried to jump up, tense like a cat, and trembled from the back of his ears to the back of his neck. There was a layer of goosebumps, the electric current surged from the spine, rushed to each fingertip, and the end made him grasp the clothes behind Yang Fan, and his fingers trembled slightly.

It seemed that Yang Fan felt him nervous because Yang Fan held him with one hand and patted him on the back casually a few times.With the other hand holding the cigarette butt, he took a last puff and threw it to the ground to crush it with his toes.

Soon Feng Jimeng became tense and relaxed, and once he started to relax, he became unstoppable.He is like, being scratched to a comfortable position, a cat slowly spreads its body, turns its belly, and is like ice cream in the sun, which melts quickly and releases an overly sweet and delicious taste.

Yang Fan's arms are generous and warm, and when he gets close, he can smell mint, a mixture of bath liquid and tobacco, and Feng Jimeng's chin rests on his shoulder, and he closes his eyes.

Just now Yang Fan said that there are judgments about sexual orientation, and he completely agrees that he accepts sexual orientation. There is no one who is absolutely gay or heterosexual. Everyone just falls in love with oneself and wants to fall in love with someone.And at this moment, he seems to be more clear that he really likes men, and all men should have the same name, Yang Fan.

I like it so much, it makes people go crazy, I want to howl and cry hysterically, Feng Jimeng overthrows Yang Fan's theory about liking in an instant, he is sure that he will never be able to love someone like Yang Fan in his life people.It was almost driving me crazy.

The busiest wave started at six o'clock, and just after the time passed, Yang Fan lifted up his overalls and sleeves and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

"Brother Yang, you go and rest first, and we will do the rest."

Yang Fan waved the rag in his hand, while directing the customer to reverse the car after the work was over, he said, "It's nothing, I'll come, you take a rest."

The other party was a little helpless, "No, it's Boss Yang and you are fighting for work with the employees like this, no, you're not going to pay us next month?"

"Just, ah, the boss has done all the work, and wants to starve the employees to death, no."

Yang Fan laughed, "Then I'm going to smoke a cigarette first."

He pushed open the door of his office, and a figure with a hooked back was already crawling there.The only difference from before is that the brightly colored head has become a head wearing a black baseball cap.Feng Jimeng shaved that green hair, the boy finally did something, and Yang Fan bluntly put the credit on himself.

After chatting that day, he thought that Feng Jimeng would disappear from his side, but he didn't.Feng Jimeng didn't mention this any more, but after school, if he didn't practice, he would never stop coming to do his homework. On weekends, he went to Yang Fan's house to see his grandma on his own initiative.

Yang Fan didn't know what Feng Jimeng meant, and wanted to go back to the beginning, whether there was a simple "teacher-student relationship" between them, or what the purpose was.But, if you want to drive people away from the store completely, you need to know the situation in Feng Jimeng's house and know that he has nowhere else to go. Under the circumstances, Yang Fan can't do it. What's more, grandma likes him just like he liked at the beginning. Xu Youlin is like that.

Yang Fan bypassed Feng Jimeng and sat in his own seat.Feng Jimeng raised her head and smiled at him, but Yang Fan ignored him and looked at the computer indifferently.To stop being too enthusiastic about Feng Jimeng would cause him more misunderstandings and expectations, and also to give the other party a little time to buffer, and to use a softer and more gentle way to make Feng Jimeng stop thinking about it.

He was typing on the computer to delete some sentences and type them out again because he was writing a new song with lyrics.Maybe, there are so many things recently that it doesn't go well in writing, and he is more used to writing down sentences on paper, so he is embarrassed in front of Feng Jimeng.

To say that during the three months of chatting with "Gate", he did too much embarrassment and was thrown into outer space.Singing his own original songs counts, but it’s a shameless confession to his students, saying that there are those who are shameless and affectionate. As for having photos of him, there is something wrong. I don't want to think about it for the rest of my life.

His phone rang suddenly, it was Yang Fan who answered the phone, stood up and walked out talking.

Feng Jimeng listened to a few words that were approximate, something about Yang Fan's birthday.