Scum smell

Ji Yao rubbed the frozen goosebumps on his arms, stomped his feet, and complained to Yu Siyuan on the other end of the phone: "Xu Yeye is so cold, he's almost catching up with you guys."

That's right, he is now standing at the gate of Xu Yeye's school, waiting for Wen Lin.Ji Yao didn't know what kind of madness he had gone into. He had just returned to school from H city and stayed for one night, and came to Wen Lin the next day——Jiang Qiutong had a class today. When the other party explained, he felt dizzy for a while.

Ji Yao really felt that the few bits of conscience he had in his life were all spent on Wen Lin.Wen Lin always seems to have this kind of ability, able to evoke that little bit of guilt in his heart time and time again—he came all the way this time, not intending to play with Wen Lin, but to tell Wen Lin Clear, straighten him.

When he called Xu Yeye early in the morning to ask for the address, Xu Yeye was so startled that he almost smashed his phone in Zhang He's face - Ji Yao actually found out with conscience! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Zhang He even woke up instantly after hearing the words, then closed his eyes and continued to sleep, and opened them in surprise after more than ten seconds: "It's not a dream."

——It can be seen how appalling this matter is.

Yu Siyuan was also obviously in a good mood, so Ji Yao made up a random reason and told him that he wanted to explain it to Wen Lin.The matter of Wen Lin has been on Yu Siyuan's throat for a long time, but he has always avoided this topic and never said it.Now that Ji Yao took the initiative to mention it, Yu Siyuan, who had always been insecure, suddenly felt that it was because Yao Yao had begun to care for him.

Delicious.

Hearing Ji Yao's complaint, he teased: "I'm not cold in bed."

Ji Yao rolled her eyes: "You came to keep me warm."

"..." Yu Siyuan looked through the full schedule again, and said unwillingly, "...no time."

Ji Yao gave a "tsk" sound: "That's it."

The two were bickering, Ji Yao raised his head unconsciously, his eyes lit up suddenly, and then said to Yu Siyuan, "he's here", and hung up the phone.Yu Siyuan stuck a word in his throat, stared at the phone that was already busy, and continued to work in frustration.

Now Ji Yao can't care about whether Yu Siyuan is depressed or not, because Wen Lin is walking towards him step by step through the crowd.He stood still in front of him, and then fell silent. After a while, he smiled again, and then he said, "Hey, what do you want me to do all of a sudden?"

Wen Lin was in class, but Ji Yao suddenly called him and said in a nutshell that he was waiting for him at the school gate, see you there or not, and then hung up the phone.

Ji Yao didn't answer Wen Lin's words, he stared at the young man in front of him with a ghostly expression on his face: "Fuck, why are you like this?"

Wen Lin: "..."

He didn't know what to answer or how to answer, so he was silent again, and then smiled again.

Wen Lin didn't seem to have changed much, but she lost a little weight, her hair grew a little, and her eyes dimmed a little... that's all.

It wasn't until Ji Yao finished asking that he realized that Wen Lin had changed from a warm-hearted man to a melancholy now, and he probably had to bear most of the responsibility.After thinking about this, he was somewhat embarrassing.

Standing there awkwardly for a while, seeing that Wen Lin still didn't speak, just standing quietly in front of him and looking at him, Ji Yao finally couldn't help it, grabbed Wen Lin's wrist, and strode towards a certain house at the school gate. Walking in the coffee shop: "Let's have a good chat, this is not the place to talk."

Wen Lin's eyelashes trembled, and he wanted to break away from Ji Yao's hand, but Ji Yao grabbed him even tighter, only to hear the other party sneer: "I've done it with people who were closer before, so I'm embarrassed about this?"

They knew what the more intimate things meant.

So Wen Lin didn't struggle anymore.

After entering the coffee shop, the two of them sat down in a corner and ordered something casually. As soon as the waiter left, Wen Lin raised his eyes: "Hey, you came here suddenly, what's the matter?"

The tone was a little uneasy, but also a little expectant.

Ji Yao looked at him strangely, as if with some melancholy.He said: "Oh, Xu Yeye said that you are about to ascend to immortality, so I will come to see you. How are you recently?"

He was indeed melancholy, when he thought that he had actually lost his mind and really planned to have a showdown, he seemed to have foreseen the end of Wen Lin not getting in touch with him forever.

After all, we've known each other for so many years.

Ji Yao's words were vivid and familiar, but it caused waves in Wen Lin's heart.How is he?It should be fine.

On the day he punctured the window paper, he drank a little wine that night, got up the next day, washed his face, and went to class.He had a good life, he didn't have so much time to drink away his sorrows, everything was fine.

In fact, falling out of love is not as desperate as in novels or TV.Wen Lin is already in her third year of college and found an internship. She is as busy as a spinning top every day, getting up, washing up, going to class, practicing, eating and sleeping.Endless homework, endless work, endless information, classrooms, dormitories, company libraries, he is in a hurry every day, and he takes care of his three meals a day on the road, and comes back in a starlit suit at night.

It's just very strange, he seems to have an empty piece somewhere, it seems to be the piece of perception, after losing it, the whole person is a little blunt.

Happiness is blunt, sadness is blunt, body pain and pleasure are also blunt, his eyes seem to be covered by a layer of filter cloth, and the world he sees is still colorful, but it seems to have faded away. For a while, he looked listless.

There seemed to be a hole in his body, and the wind gushed in. It didn't hurt, but there was a clanging sound every time he took a step, reminding him that there was a place inside, which was empty.

Sometimes I would wake up suddenly at night, staring at the dark ceiling in a daze, and the scenes in my mind were all about the past.Bits and pieces, trivial.

Wen Lin can still dream.Once I dreamed that he and Ji Yao were still high school students.It was summer, they were extremely hot, only the fan was spinning and creaking, Ji Yao sat next to him, drowsy, his head was sweating profusely, his hair was wet and stuck to his forehead.He seemed to be sitting upright, still turning a pen in his hand, but his head was dozing off bit by bit.

Wen Lin saw it amused, and secretly pushed Ji Yao, Ji Yao shuddered, the pen fell to the ground, and he woke up, then wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth reflexively, and asked him in a daze if get out of class was over .

... always this kind of dream.

They did their homework side by side and quarreled over the algorithm of a problem.They played together and defended Zhang He at the basket.They knocked on the lunch box with chopsticks, crossed their legs in the cafeteria, and sang "We will rock you" in a rough voice.They skipped class to play games, halfway there suddenly started pouring rain, and the two ran away with their heads in their arms.

pale.tedious.Scattered.It's all about the past.Meaningless.

To put it bluntly, it's nothing more than this--that's all.

Wen Lin lowered his eyes and smiled: "I'm fine." Then he paused, "I thought you broke up with me."

Ji Yao waved his hand: "How could it be?" Then he smirked again, "However, maybe it will happen in a while."

"..."

Ji Yao ignored Wen Lin's expression, leaned back, took a deep breath, and wanted to say something, but suddenly covered his face and laughed.The laugh was low, with a hint of self-deprecation.

He was laughing at himself, he had done so many scumbags, why did he want to tell Wen Lin the truth?

Do you think Wen Lin is too stupid, so stupid that he can't bear it?

Is it ridiculous that Wen Lin is so pitiful that he was blind and fell in love with him?

Is it because Wen Lin has been with his friend for six years?

God, when did Ji Yao become so soft-hearted and easily shaken? He shouldn't care about my life and death. Is it because I am attractive that he likes me?

Hypocritical, too hypocritical.Ji Yao scolded himself bloody in his heart.When I go back, I must blackmail Siyuan, it is because he pours chicken soup into my ears all day long that I suddenly have convulsions.

Ji Yao sighed, and put away his usual hippie smile.Just relaxing the raised eyebrows and unfolding the corners of the raised lips, Ji Yao seemed to be a different person.At this time, he had no expression on his face, and his whole body showed an indifference that had nothing to do with him. He looked very different from the usual Ji Yao.

He tilted his head to look at Wen Lin, even his eyes were cold.

"Wen Lin, let me tell you the truth. I'm not straight, I'm gay, and I'm a scumbag."

"You don't like me anymore."

Wen Lin stared at him with dark eyes, and after a long time, he suddenly smiled slightly.Then, he said something that made Ji Yao's hair stand on end for an instant.

Just listen to him--

"Ah, I know."