Xueba, wake up

After uttering this sentence clearly, He Zhonghe closed his eyes, leaned against Yansheng and did not move, pretending to be dead.

Although he tried his best not to feel it, he still felt that Yan Sheng froze instantly very obviously.

Amitabha.

What a grand sports meeting, every corner of the main playground is full of noise, except for their small, isolated side.

Fortunately, Shi Yujie and Guo Yao came over. Guo Yao unpacked the package of soft candy and squeezed one into his mouth.

It's sticky, it's so sweet, it's very uncomfortable to eat.

"Look for mints in my bag." He Zhong said.

Shi Yujie brought him a few pills and fed him, and he felt comfortable.

He Zhonghe left Yansheng and sat upright, holding on to chat with them, trying to make Yansheng's sense of presence decrease and decrease again and again.

However, after the experience of working with the running group just now, Guo Yao seemed to want to have a conversation with Yan Sheng.

He Zhonghe looked at her in fear.

Yan Sheng hardly spoke at the side, at most he smiled.

A little angry?But he usually talks very little to these people.

So there is no emotion at all.

He Zhonghe suddenly panicked.

He didn't think about the consequences when he was hiding his sexuality, and he didn't seriously think about it when he confessed just now, what if Yan Sheng was really angry.

It doesn't mean the cold war or the anger of losing your temper, but the kind of anger that you are disappointed with He Zhonghe, feel that he is dishonest and playing tricks, so you break off with him directly.

The last event in the afternoon class was men's basketball. Many people followed to the court, and a group of people was lively.

He Zhonghe's close friends all left, and the surrounding area was empty, so he didn't go.

In fact, I was really looking forward to today's basketball game, and planned to capture Yansheng or something.

But now he doesn't know how to face Yan Sheng.

In this class, and even in the whole school, he is Yan Sheng's only very close friend.

He Zhonghe can escape and pretend to be stupid, but in fact he knows it well and is not just a friend.

Yan Sheng is a gentle person after getting to know him deeply, and tolerates his occasional temper tantrums.

Yan Sheng took care of his thoughts, and only expressed his thoughts carefully and implicitly a few times.

Yan Sheng is also very frank, his family's ugliness should not be publicized, but He Zhonghe knows all about his family's messy affairs.

And what about yourself?

He Zhonghe is currently caught in a typical butterfly effect, just because of an omission in the square that night teased Yansheng, and now he may face the collapse of a close relationship.

Do it.

It's definitely useless to drink Oyster Coke now.

He Zhonghe sat slumped, looking at the basketball court from afar.

Several little stickmen chased a small dot and moved around, but they couldn't find him at all.

The current situation made him very much want to find someone to talk to and ask for advice, but this is obviously not realistic.

Putting on his coat and slipping out of the playground, He Zhonghe wandered aimlessly around the campus.

There is only one campus in No. 500 Middle School, but not counting the three playgrounds, it covers more than [-] acres. Strolling along the road from the main playground to the teaching building of the International Department, the legs can no longer move. I guess I will have to get up in the morning after this long-distance running. Seizures, at least a week of half-limping.

After buying a bottle of soda from the vending machine at the entrance of the building, He Zhonghe sat on the steps.

Behind the International Department building is a grove of tung trees and small flower beds, except for a row of heather and holly, basically there are only bare branches left.

It was mid-November, and he happened to be sitting in the shade in the wind, and the north wind was blowing so hard that his head hurt, and the withered and yellow leaves swirled all over the ground.

want to smoke.

Although he had never smoked at all, nor would he know how to smoke.

But I feel that smoking will be very suitable for this situation.

It would be even better with a bottle of beer, and Erquan Yingyue next to it...

He Zhonghe stood up and patted his pants, feeling irritable and nervous, and even prepared for the sadness and loss in advance.

The decoration of the International Department is better than that of ordinary teaching buildings. The hall is European-style. There is a small fountain in the middle that never flows out. There is a large retro bronze mirror on the wall.

He Zhonghe walked over to look in the mirror, and smoothed his hair.

The whole is yellow-green, and the roots of the hair are clustered with white hair.

Then I suddenly remembered that I told Yan Sheng a few days ago that I was going to dye my hair black.

After finding something to do, the feeling of being at a loss eased a little.He Zhonghe took out his mobile phone to look for a nearby hairdresser, picked a random one that looked more reliable, made a phone call to make an appointment, and then slipped out of the school through the back door with ease.

"Three points! Another three points!!!" No. [-] basketball baboon Shi Yujie pointed to the sky and shouted, "Yansheng, I love you!"

"Let's talk a little more humanly." Yan Sheng glanced outside the arena and said calmly.

Class 24 was drawn to play against Class 24. The level of this group was average, below average. Class [-] pulled the score far away and won for sure.

Baboon No. [-] Xin Kai put his hips on his hips and shook his hair pretending to be chic: "Why isn't He Zhonghe here? He plays solo, but he's still very good at basketball."

"That thing is useless, let him have a good rest." Shi Yujie glanced at Yansheng after finishing speaking.

He was quite surprised why He Zhonghe didn't come when he was called just now, with a gloomy and disappointed face.

Yan Sheng's expression was always very calm, playing basketball was like playing Tai Chi.

It seems that there is something wrong.Shi Yujie looked away.

The high school sports meeting dragged on for three days, and the high school students could only follow the carnival for two days. In these two days, the evening self-study was as usual, and a group of playful people returned to the classroom. In fact, they were so excited that they couldn't learn at all.

Those who brought a mobile phone secretly played with their mobile phones, and those who brought extracurricular books peeked at novels and comics.

This kind of situation occurred in the whole grade range, and those who were studying hard in the class were also a little restless at the moment, half of the romance novels hidden in Shi Yujie's cabinet were borrowed by the class monitor.

The whole class was immersed in the carnival of the last group activity before graduation, except Yan Sheng.

Yan Sheng turned his pen, looked at the words on the hanging book, and lowered his head to draw a villain for a while.

It's already the second quarter's evening self-study, and the seat next to him is still empty.

This is the first time He Zhonghe has skipped class this semester.

It is estimated that this is out of face again, so I am embarrassed to stay here.

The moment Yan Sheng heard what he said today, he actually didn't have any big fluctuations in his heart.

They flirt with each other every day, even if you can't tell that he is gay, as long as you are not mentally handicapped, you can know that he is at least half-curved and not straight.

But it took him so long to figure it out, which made Yansheng a little depressed.

In the third quarter, when the bell was ringing for self-study, Lao Zheng came to supervise the discipline. After pouring a few pots of poisonous chicken soup, he walked over and asked Yansheng: "Where is He Zhonghe?"

Yansheng opened his mouth but did not make a sound, Lao Zheng said again: "Don't talk about going to the hospital again, you can still run a thousand and five with a twisted foot, your will is as strong as steel."

silence.

"You two better not mess with me." Old Zheng looked at him, "He's used to it, you have to know it."

This was the first time that Lao Zheng told Yan Sheng so in a warning tone.

Yan Sheng nodded, watching Lao Zheng walk out of the classroom with his hands behind his back.

The cell phone in the table hole was on, and it was a message from Da Lu.

- Great, the video demo is back

-I didn’t give you the part of using it, I have to code it, the whole video is useless, you can take a look a year ago and find some free time

Da Lu has been Yan Sheng's assistant for several years, he is quite capable and honest, and he is closer to Yan Sheng on the company's side.Da Lu usually calls him the boss every day, but in fact he is nearly ten years older than Yan Sheng.

When Yan Sheng made a joke about this last time when he recorded the video, Da Lu had an epiphany and changed his name to the boss.

Yansheng has a headache.

The "that" he said was the last time Yansheng recorded a video in the wild, showing that after his arm was injured, he used a condom to cut off the top as a tourniquet to prevent rain and plaster. This content was initially required by the planning, but it was not shot Trial.

- Big, do you have time?

Yan Sheng put down his phone and thought about it, December is a very good time.

- ok , the seventh of next month

Da Lu replied with a received expression.

A very upright assistant, as far as Yansheng knows, many people in the company form small gangs all day long, a group of anchors and assistants gather together to chat about gossip, especially like talking about female anchors, who are obscene.

Yan Sheng is a clear stream among this group of anchors, whether it's video content or anything else.

You can go to a more serious company when you cancel the contract next year, or try to go it alone.The flow of fans has stabilized, so there is no need for platform cooperation to attract traffic.

After school, everyone in the class released the excitement they had held back for several sessions of self-study, and rushed out of the classroom at such a fast speed that the classroom was almost empty before the school bell rang twice.

Yan Sheng slowly packed two study guides into his schoolbag, then tidied up the table, sat on his seat and played with his phone for a while before leaving.

Surrounded by empty, very quiet on the way to school.

One person walked through the long dark corridor, one person went around to the back of the building and passed the bicycle shed, and one person walked along the road to the family courtyard.

With the street lamps shining on her, she looked quite lonely.

He Zhonghe hid behind a row of bicycles and watched, quietly following all the way, he felt like a pervert.

There is no one around the carport at the moment, it is empty and quiet.

Just about to sneak up and hide behind the bulletin board in front, Yan Sheng suddenly turned his head: "Come out."

He Zhonghe was so frightened that he tilted his body and knocked down the bicycle in front of him, and then all kinds of electric bicycles became dominoes, slipping down, very silky.

He was standing helplessly in the car that was lying peacefully on the ground but was beeping the shocking anti-theft siren.

The two stared at each other for five seconds through the rattling car, and then He Zhonghe came back to his senses and frantically helped the car.

Yan Sheng sighed, and walked over to help him up.

One of them is Lao Zheng's small battery car, pink, with a handful of shallots hanging from the handlebar and a bag of tofu in the basket.

I guess I forgot to take it when I bought it in the morning, the shallots are all wilted, and the tofu looks dry.

He Zhonghe couldn't help laughing when he was helping.

After laughing, he quickly stopped his voice, and looked back at Yan Sheng.

Under the big incandescent lamp on the roof of the teaching building, Yan Sheng's indifferent expression was very clear.

He Zhonghe lit a candle for himself in his heart.

After helping the last car, he followed Yan Sheng who was already walking towards the family courtyard, and stood side by side with him.

Walking from the carport to the back door, Yan Sheng was expressionless and silent the whole time.

He Zhonghe couldn't hold back any longer, gritted his teeth, and stepped up to Yansheng when he was pulling out the access control card.

Yan Sheng put down his hand holding the key and looked at him.

"Are you angry?" He Zhonghe looked at him.

This is the first time he has spoken to someone in this tone since he was a child, as if to please someone.

Du Lanzhen was used to him and never beat or scolded him; he had many friends and rarely had conflicts, even if there was a disagreement, he would say bye-bye in a chic way, and there was no need to ask for peace.

But now he is soft-spoken, Wen Yan Shengsheng's tone was a bit timid when he was not angry.

However, Yan Sheng didn't answer: "Have you dyed your hair?"

Soft tone.

"Ah, I dyed it pure black. If I knew it, I would have dyed it brown or something. It's unnaturally dark..." By the way, He Zhonghe realized that the topic had been successfully taken away by Yan Sheng.

"Very good." Yan Sheng still nodded expressionlessly, continued to pick up the key chain to find the access control card, swiped it, and entered the family courtyard.

He Zhonghe was a little suffocated. He followed behind Yansheng, grinning his teeth in pain and embarrassment for a second, and then took a step forward to stop him: "Are you angry?"

Yan Sheng looked at him, but didn't speak.

He Zhonghe was flustered by watching it. If this scene was a cartoon, he must have been shorter by lengths, with his face shrunk into his collar.

It's hard to apologize, no matter how you explain it, it's not right.

He Zhonghe still told the truth: "I didn't want to hide it from you. I owed you that night, no... I really wanted to play tricks on you."

"I'm just afraid that each other will consciously keep a distance after knowing this, or be cautious when getting along for fear of embarrassment."

"I really didn't mean to play tricks on you, don't be angry with me..." He Zhonghe blinked, losing face, "Brother Yansheng."

An old man with a small radio came by, and the two blocked the door. Yan Sheng held He Zhonghe's shoulder and led him to the small flower bed next to him.

The pair stood silent for a while, until the sound of the radio gradually faded away, and then disappeared.

Yan Sheng finally said, "I don't think I've hidden anything from you."

"I" and "you" are heavily pronounced.

This is mad.

"Yes." He Zhonghe finished speaking in a low voice and nodded.

Then you also said that you worked at the Big Bird Bar.

He held back the sentence that almost popped out and didn't dare to say it.

This is the first time Yansheng has shown anger towards him.

He Zhonghe found that he was quite afraid of his anger.

It's not that I'm afraid that you will get angry and fight me hard, but I'm afraid that you will get angry and run away.

"If you don't want to continue," Yan Sheng said, "you can keep it a secret without telling me."

He Zhonghe froze for a moment, and then his heart beat wildly. The word "continue" was ambiguous, but He Zhonghe knew what "continue" he was referring to.

"But you told me." Yan Sheng looked at him, his voice was very soft, "You have to let me know what you think."

"Don't keep giving people an afterimage, making people elusive and confused. It's easier to talk about everything."

"I... just..." He Zhonghe felt that the atmosphere made people want to scream and run away, he paused, "I want to continue."

Yan Sheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"I also know... what you mean," He Zhonghe said with difficulty, "but there are some things that I may not understand very well myself, you understand."

silence.

long silence.

"Understood." When Yan Sheng spoke again, his tone was slightly raised. He plucked He Zhonghe's jet-black hair, and walked in front of him, "Go home."