Scum smell

Summer seems to have come extra early and hotter this year.

Ji Yao and Zhang He have already finished the high school entrance examination, and the admission notice has been sent out. Their total scores are three points apart, and they are firmly admitted to the same school. When the time comes, they will be divided into classes, and they will probably be in the same class.

Ji Yao wore a T-shirt and sat cross-legged on the carpet in Zhang He's room. After finishing, he complained: "The carpet is comfortable to sit on in autumn and winter, but it's a bit hot in summer."

Zhang He turned on the air conditioner, and Chong Fa Xiao rolled his eyes: "I just bought it for you, and I'm picky. Do you know how much my mother costs just to wash it every year?"

Ji Yao immediately leaned over like a dog, and beat his shoulders and legs: "Brother, I was wrong."

At this time, Ji Yao was still a small one, white and clean, like a girl.

Zhang He snorted, and suddenly leaned over and asked like a thief, "Where's the wine?"

He approached abruptly, and a youthful but hard-to-disguise handsome face magnified in front of Ji Yao's eyes, Ji Yao unconsciously dodged a bit, blushing a little.

Why am I suddenly a little embarrassed...

He thought in a daze.

Both families are strict with children, and there is a ban on alcohol at home. They have discussed it long ago. After the high school entrance examination, if the grades are issued, if they do well in the examination, they will drink secretly, so that even if they are caught, they will not be beaten.

Ji Yao blinked, her long eyelashes flickering, and said obediently and playfully: "I asked someone to bring it over, it should be here soon."

After a while, someone called and said to send beer - Ji Yao ordered a box.

Zhang He gave him a thumbs up, and Ji Yao smiled.

The two hugged the wine bottle and blew, Ji Yao hiccupped from drinking, Zhang He also blushed, he clutched his stomach, and said weakly: "Fuck, it's so hard——"

Ji Yao was already a little drunk, and looked at him with hazy and innocent eyes, like a gentle deer looking at the most trusted relative.

Zhang He gritted his teeth: "I don't believe we can't finish this box!"

He went to the toilet to drain the water, and when he came back, he touched Ji Yao with the wine bottle: "Damn it!"

Ji Yao did it obediently.

The two drank and chatted, drinking intermittently until night, and finally finished drinking.Zhang He couldn't do it at all, his mind was in a daze, and he was dizzy and dizzy.

But he was still trying to be brave, insisting on chatting with Ji Yao to prove that he was not drunk.

As soon as we talked, we talked about girls.

"Little girl, do you have a girl you like?"

This nickname hadn't been called for a long time, and they all called themselves adults, but at this moment, Zhang He suddenly wanted to call it that.

Ji Yao hiccupped in a daze: "No."

"What?" Zhang He was stunned when he heard that he hadn't been physically and mentally exhausted like a father by Ji Yao, and he still had a little monkey-like youthful energy on his body, "You are so old... I don't have a girl I like yet!"

Ji Yao couldn't turn his head anymore, he said honestly: "I don't know... I suspect... I don't like girls."

"If you don't like girls, what do you like?"

"...probably a boy."

Alcohol paralyzed Zhang He's thinking. At least for now, he was not surprised at all when he learned that Fa Xiao liked the same sex. What? Can it be done?"

Ji Yao straightened his body slightly, and crawled crookedly to Zhang He's side - he could no longer walk.He pulled up Zhang He's finger, made a circle with his thumb and index finger, and then let Zhang He's finger insert it.

It's hard that his eyes are not focused, but he can still perform such difficult movements.

He gestured: "Male and female...that's the same...men and boys...the same...but the place is different...it's...the butthole..."

Zhang He imagined it for a while, but couldn't figure it out, but it didn't matter. He put his arm around Ji Yao's shoulder and asked inarticulately, "You...you want...to stab the man's asshole? Why did you do it? Men...women don't...is it okay?"

Ji Yao pursed his lips, a little aggrieved, and said pitifully, "But I... don't want to stab someone... I seem to want to be stabbed..."

"!!!" Zhang He was shocked, and he asked subconsciously, "Who do you want to be stabbed by...?"

Ji Yao raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were extremely distressed, with ignorance, anxiety, and deep confusion: "I don't know...but...it seems to be you."

Zhang He frowned, thought for a while, then staggered up, ran to the bathroom, and vomited while holding the toilet.

Ji Yao was still sitting there, watching stupidly.

After Zhang He vomited, his head was still dizzy. There were several little puppies in front of him, which made him unclear.

Ji Yao asked him, "Why are you vomiting?"

Zhang He grinned, scratched his head, revealing a pair of deep and sweet dimples: "I just felt...so...so disgusting...hehe...and then...vomited..."

Ji Yao stared at him blankly, and suddenly began to shed tears non-stop.

Zhang He asked stupidly, "Little Mom, why are you crying?"

Ji Yao reached out to wipe his tears, but they kept dripping down. He said dumbly, "I...I don't know, I just suddenly feel... so uncomfortable..."

Zhang He hiccupped and hugged him in his arms: "Just sleep and it will be fine..."

"Hmm..." Ji Yao nestled obediently, tears still flowing.Zhang He kissed him on the forehead just like he did when he was a child—he stopped kissing Ji Mo when he was in elementary school. He thought it was strange that they were already adults, so they still kissed each other: "Don't cry."

The smell of alcohol hit his face, Ji Yao didn't feel sick at all, he sniffled, and really stopped crying.

He put his arms around Zhang He's shoulders, and the two teenagers snuggled together and fell asleep after a while.

When Zhang He woke up the next day, he felt a splitting headache, and he was still holding someone in his arms.As soon as he touched his T-shirt, it was wet and stained a large area, which happened to be where Ji Yao was resting his head, and he became angry immediately, waking Ji Yao who was soundly asleep.

"Fuck - look at your drooling!"

Ji Yao was still in a daze, and subconsciously retorted after being woken up: "Liar! I never drool when I sleep!"

Zhang He was expressionless: "You must be crying." He thought about it for a while, and he remembered that the two of them were talking about girls, and then they talked about something indiscriminately. He couldn't remember clearly. Anyway, there was absolutely no tragedy. Things like movies that will make Ji Yao cry!

Ji Yao also thought about it, he didn't remember what happened last night, he just felt empty in his heart, as if he had a very sad nightmare, and then he was woken up by Zhang He, telling him that the nightmare was fake.

He thought and thought, but still couldn't remember, and finally compromised: "Okay, maybe it's my drool, give me the clothes, and I'll wash them for you."

Zhang He managed to bully Ji Yao again, he took off his clothes complacently, and threw it to the other party, feeling extremely proud.

Ji Yao angrily compared his middle finger to him.

Later, when they went to high school, they were assigned to the same class as they wished.

Later, one day, Zhang He happened to meet Ji Yao who was pressed against a tree by a man, and the two were kissing like no one else was around.

He was so angry that he rushed up and beat up the man, then pulled Ji Yao away.

After returning home, the two of them sat facing each other. With a straight face, he asked Ji Yao to give him an explanation, telling him where the man came from, the little Yao who dared to bully him like this.

Ji Yao raised her eyes and smiled at him.

That smile—how should I put it, was weird, a little presumptuous, a little slutty, a little nonchalant, a little careless, all in all, it was not at all like the smile that Ji Yao, who was occasionally mischievous but generally well-behaved, would show in his memory.

Ji Yao doesn't know since when, it seems to have changed.

He only heard Ji Yao say in a dawdly manner: "Zhang He, I'll tell you a secret, you have to keep it from me."

Zhang He frowned, holding his temper—at this time, he was already a bit like Ji Yao's half-father: "Well, tell me."

Ji Yao took a sip of water, his expression was unbeatable, his eyes were calm: "I tried it, I only like men."

After finishing speaking, looking at Zhang He who was about to explode in the next second, he quickly added, "Don't worry..."

He patted Zhang He on the shoulder with a playful smile.

"Even if you are the only man left in the world, I will never fall in love with you."

The first part of the smell of scum

The next part of the preview (again complaining about the word limit of the author):

(Excluding the protagonist Ji Yao, the rest are in no particular order)

[Love is moths to the flame, desperate, possession and sacrifice that burns reason. 】

Ji Yao.

——"...So, everyone is very sad. I thought for a long time, why everyone is so sad, it seems that everyone has difficulties, everyone is very helpless, I thought and thought, and finally figured it out. Me, because I'm fluffy, because I'm afraid, because I'm in love with a man who likes women—if I like women, or if I'm a woman, that's fine."

——"I used to think that I would die without him, but now, it doesn't seem to be a big deal."

——"They all think I'm ridiculous and pitiful, but I think I'm fine. I'm from a good background, I look good, I live a happy life every day, and there are so many people who love me, I'm so amazing, I'm so happy .”

Zhang He.

——"I'm waiting to collect his body—that's what he did, and he deserves it. But if you two really mutilate him, even if I try my best, I will drag you to be buried with me .”

—— "Come up, I'll carry you home."

——"Don't cry...don't cry...what do you want? Except this, what do you want, besides this, I will give you everything... okay?"

Wen Lin.

—— "Me? I... I'm very satisfied."

——"If I could write a novel, I would write a novel based on me. I have already thought of the name, um... Let's call it "Story of a Substitute"!...Hahaha, what do you think? "

——"Do you like to see me laugh or cry? If you like me to laugh, I will laugh every day. If you like me to cry, I will cry every day."

Yu Siyuan.

— "You... touch my face. Please... hug me."

——"Do you remember what I said to you a long time ago? Each of us is responsible for the decisions we make. Look, how fair it is—whether it's you or me."

——"This painting...is really beautiful."

Jiang Qiutong.

——"Do you know what aversion therapy is?... For example, electric shock aversion therapy or something."

——"My younger brother made a big mistake. It's my elder brother who can't discipline me. I am willing to bear all the consequences. Please... let him go."

——"...you have known Xiaoyuan for two years, Wen Lin for seven years, and Zhang He for a lifetime! You have had countless pasts with them—and what about me? I...only me...nothing .”

Xu Yeye.

——"I bought a dress, it looks good on me, and I feel so happy."

——"You can't cry, you have to laugh, you have to smile brighter than everyone else, and you have to live a happier life than anyone else."

——"Man can live like an ant, but he is as beautiful as a god."

[I am a phoenix in nirvana, looking forward to burning and living towards death. 】