guard stolen

I'm wandering outside today, so I don't have time to write a shorter article~

The air was like the air in winter, and it froze for an instant. In the space where the needle could be heard, Lin Juexiao's Adam's apple rolled down unconsciously.

He and Zhou Jinye seemed to be put together in a sealed can. For a while, no one spoke, and it was so peaceful that only the sound of their breathing one after another could be heard.

It was the first time that Lin Juexiao was so nervous in front of Zhou Jinye. The pets at home seemed to have sensed that the atmosphere was not right, so they didn't make any noise, and lay quietly on the spot.

"Jinye." Lin Juexiao felt that he should be the icebreaker, and he said softly, "I don't hate it."

He was silent for so long just now, not because he couldn't accept that Zhou Jinye liked boys, he just wanted to pick out the most suitable sentence, because it was not a trivial matter.

Any word he blurted out could accidentally hurt Zhou Jinye.

Zhou Jinye dared to tell his secret so frankly and firmly in front of him, just because he trusted him.

The young man's mind is magnanimous and enthusiastic, like the most blazing fire, Lin Juexiao doesn't really want to disappoint Zhou Jinye.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said, "The singing is beautiful."

It's really nice to hear. Different people sing the same song with completely different flavors. The original singer sings the best because the original singer knows the song best.

But Zhou Jinye sang with his own feeling.

Zhou Jinye was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Lin Juexiao to change the topic to this, his eyes stopped on the corner of Lin Juexiao's slightly raised mouth - the smile was as sincere and gentle as before, without any other emotions.

His shrunken heart suddenly let go, as if he had just stepped on the ground from a roller coaster.

Zhou Jinye lowered his head, his brows and eyes, which were always deserted in front of others, seemed to be misty, innocent and hazy.

His lips were dry, moved, and asked in a low voice: "Don't you think I'm disgusting?"

"Don't think so." Lin Juexiao frowned, "No one will find you disgusting."

Lin Juexiao doesn't have any good friends who are gay, but she knows a lot of people, and there are always a few who are different.

He also saw articles about homosexuality on the Internet, and it took him about 3 minutes to read from the beginning to the end, and finally clicked on the comment area.

The voice in the comment area is the most chaotic, some people support it, some people hate it.

Lin Juexiao has always been a loyal neutral party, because he thinks that whether someone likes boys or girls is his business.

Everyone is an independent individual, he has neither the right nor the qualification to stand at the highest point of view, to give pointers to other people's emotional life.

Lin Juexiao's tone slowed down and repeated: "No one will find you disgusting."

He patted the seat next to him lightly, and said softly, "Sit next to me."

Zhou Jinye's dark eyes lighted up slightly, like the weak wicks in a street lamp, but were blocked by the white lampshade, not revealing at all.

The sofa is a two-seater, and it is most suitable only when two people sit on it.

Lin Juexiao's voice was still unhurried, he himself was not a few years older than Zhou Jinye, and he couldn't show the posture of an elder, and he didn't want to, so he just chatted with Zhou Jinye as a caring brother.

He said: "Who you like is just your own business."

Lin Juexiao paused, he felt that Zhou Jinye must have heard what others were talking about him, so he was so trembling.

In order to prove his words, Lin Juexiao stretched out his hand and straightened Zhou Jinye's messy neckline: "The voices from the outside world are not even a reference, so you don't need to pay too much attention."

Zhou Jinye shook his head and said, "I don't care."

He didn't even want to listen, all he asked was "you", whether Lin Juexiao would hate it, would he be disgusted.

But the result seemed to be much better than he thought.

Unlike some straight men, Lin Juexiao did not hate homosexuality to the extreme, nor did he drive him away directly.

The anger in Zhou Jinye's throat finally returned to the original point, and he couldn't help but start thinking more.

So what if... what if he confesses his love to Lin Juexiao now?

"Jinye." Lin Juexiao stopped his thoughts with the next sentence, "But...before the college entrance examination, I still...study hard."

"If there is a boy you like, you can confess your love after the college entrance examination."

Lin Juexiao smiled again, and her voice was soft like water: "You must go, don't be afraid that you can't even make friends, and don't leave any regrets."

"I will." Zhou Jinye's voice was determined and firm, "I will go."

After the college entrance examination, he would definitely stand in front of Lin Juexiao. Lin Juexiao said that he sang well, so he was willing to sing for Lin Juexiao. He even thought about what song he wanted to sing.

Zhou Jinye thought about whether he should buy a guitar and re-learn what he left behind after junior high school, because playing and singing by himself seems to be more touching.

But he suddenly realized that he was thinking a little too far.

Lin Juexiao likes him, and he hasn't even written a word about it. Up to now, it's just his one-man show.

Zhou Jinye guessed that even if Lin Juexiao knew that he was gay, he would not be the slightest bit defensive, and would not even guess that he liked him.

Lin Juexiao just regarded him as a younger brother, and no one would think that his younger brother would have thoughts about him.

He is not much different from Lin Juexiao, only five years old.

But when he thought that he was still a high school student who hadn't even taken the college entrance examination, Lin Juexiao had already graduated for a year, and it seemed that a gap had been drawn between them.

The status of "brother" is very useful, but sometimes it is not easy to use.

"I really want to take the college entrance examination soon."

Zhou Jinye involuntarily read out the thoughts in his heart.

"So confident?" The atmosphere between them came alive again, as usual, Lin Juexiao teased, "Let's learn a little more, knowing that you have the bottom line, so you don't have to rush to play."

Zhou Jinye let out a "huh" without knowing it.

The doorbell rang just in time, and Zhou Jinye knew that Lin Juexiao was too lazy to move, so he got up and went to open the door.

Haidilao's service has always been considerate, and the takeaway is also the same. He helped to pack the pot and put out the ingredients, and gave a few earnest instructions before leaving.

Lin Juexiao is keen on Haidilao's tomato pot, the taste is not much different from the dine-in food in the store. He boiled a piece of shrimp slippery, and suddenly remembered an important point, and put the shrimp slippery in the pot into Zhou Jinye's bowl , exhorted: "Do you know who sent me the video?"

It's very strange, probably someone who is not right with Zhou Jinye wants to use this naive method to take revenge on Zhou Jinye.

But where did he get his mobile phone number, and why was it only sent to him?

Zhou Jinye's chopsticks paused, the shrimp slippery was still very hot, but he swallowed it expressionlessly and said, "I probably know."

"Have you solved it?" Lin Juexiao's expression became worried, and he persuaded softly, "Don't be affected by this kind of person in the college entrance examination, if he has more excessive things... such as sending the video to other people, You have to tell me."

Zhou Jinye nodded, with thick and long eyelashes, he obediently replied "Got it".

But the next day, with a cold face, he walked into the back door as usual, his footsteps were still not heavy, but he suddenly reached out and grabbed Liang Junming by the neckline, using all his strength to take him out.

There was no one in the classroom yet, Liang Junming was caught off guard, and the chairs under him fell down with a bang.

The girls in the classroom exclaimed, but before he could stop him, Liang Junming was dragged out of the classroom by him.

He raised his head, and met Zhou Jinye's cold expression.

Zhou Jinye asked, "Did you send the video to Lin Juexiao?"

The neckline was stuck too tight, Liang Junming coughed a few times with difficulty, his face turned red, but he just bit his lip and remained silent.

Zhou Jinye let go again suddenly, wiped his fingers, stared at Liang Junming condescendingly and said, "You sent the video, and you took the video, right?"

Liang Junming's breathing stopped suddenly. He leaned against the wall and didn't feel like saying a word for a long time.

"3 minutes and 12 seconds." Zhou Jinye said, "Your arm accidentally left the country."

He raised his finger and pointed to his elbow joint: "There is a scar on the arm in the video, and you have it too."

In fact, the fast scar lasted less than a second, which Zhou Jinye found out by watching it frame by frame last night.

It is more clear who took the video and who posted the video anonymously in the group at that time.

Zhou Jinye's tone was flat, without any fluctuations: "I didn't want to pursue it before, but I just thought it didn't matter, but now, I don't want to let this matter pass so easily."