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Su Zhiyun was eating a popsicle, so he licked off the liquid that was about to drip onto his fingers, and then he put the remaining popsicle into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it.

My teeth are a little sore from the cold.

"Where are you going?"

Cui Ming came back to his senses and grabbed Su Zhiyun's wrist.

Su Zhiyun threw the wooden stick into the trash can. He is not in a good mood right now.

"Don't follow me."

The sun was still very strong outside, and the sweat oozed from the skin, almost being refined into snow-white salt.

The bangs are too long and it's so hot.

Wet with sweat, sticking to the skin like a leech.

Itchy and hot.

So sad.

Su Zhiyun touched the back of his sweat-soaked neck, went to the supermarket to buy a rubber band, and tied up his overly long bangs.

The aunt who received the change saw his clumsy movements when he tied his hair, and recommended the clip very enthusiastically.

"If you want to get your bangs up, this will be better."

Summer is a season that people don't like so much. The scorching sun all day long and the noise of cicadas are like the tide rushing towards the face, overwhelming people.

When Cui Ming chased him out, he saw a man sitting under the station eating ice cream, wearing his school uniform with white sneakers dangling.He hesitated for a while, then walked over.

"Su Zhiyun?"

The boy turned his head.

A pair of cold eyes, the pupil color is reflected by the sun into a kind of honey-like brown, the skin is very fair, a small black hairpin is pinned on the forehead, and the three earrings on the earbone of the right ear are radiant and dazzlingly bright .

He licked strawberry ice cream off a spoon.

"What are you doing here?"

Cui Ming was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses: "So you tied up your hair."

In the nearly stagnant atmosphere, Cui Ming sweated profusely. He carefully glanced at Su Zhiyun, who was indeed still concentrating on eating ice cream.

"Why did you run out suddenly without listening to me?"

"I don't want to stay anymore."

Su Zhiyun licked the spoon, and answered concisely. Compared with the taste of ice cream, the taste of wooden sticks is more impressive.

What will Gu Zehuan do in school now?

He raised his head, the sun was so big that it was almost impossible to look directly at it, he could only squint his eyes to look at it, his eyes would become sore and swollen if he looked at it for a while.The ice cream in his hand quickly turned into sticky sugar water under the high heat, pink, white, and brown mixed together, and stirred into a strange appearance like a palette.

It was obviously raining a few days ago, but today's temperature has soared to 35 degrees.

The weather in City A is really unpredictable.

"Although I don't know why you reacted so strongly to what that person said just now, I won't change my opinion of you just because of what others say."

Cui Mingsi thought about it, and finally found some clues.

"So don't worry, I won't believe what that man said."

The young man who said this looked very serious and persistent, as if he was declaring some great oath, his tone was solemn, and even a little sweat on his forehead was glistening.

"worry about what."

Su Zhiyun turned his head to look at Cui Ming, did the other party think he was the male protagonist in a comic?

He also responded very seriously.

"Chen Yi is right, I am a pervert, and I am a pervert who likes men."

"Not only do I like men, I also want to lock up the man I like, lock him at home, and no one can see him. I want to lick him, bite him, eat him, and kill him. Saw me alone."

Su Zhiyun threw the plastic box into the trash can, and sucked and sucked the melted ice cream on his finger.

"So he was right, don't follow me, be careful that homosexuality is contagious."

A bus with posters of Yanghu Wetland Park stopped slowly in front of them.

Cui Ming seemed to have been struck by a thunderbolt, numb from his fingertips to his heels. Just like that, Su Zhiyun got on the bus. The other party glanced at him lightly through the glass of the car, and then put on the earphones.

Cui Ming fell into a burst of dizziness.

gay.

These three words are full of taboos, and they are words that have never appeared in textbooks. For Cui Ming, they are strange and novel, exciting and scary.

In Cui Ming's imagination, gay men are all smeared monsters.

Su Zhiyun didn't quite match his imagination of being gay.

But if this person is Su Zhiyun, it doesn't seem so strange and unacceptable.

Cui Ming felt that way for no reason.

The scenery outside the window flashed quickly, and there was silence in the car, with occasional tree shadows reflected, and the gardenias were still in full bloom with enthusiasm, and the fragrance was beyond hope.

Su Zhiyun's earphones were still playing the English song recommended by Cui Ming - Mama's Gun.

Single cycle.

He remembered Chen Yi's smiling face when he said this, and bit his thumb hard, until he tasted a bit of fishy smell before he relaxed.

In an old-fashioned car without air conditioning, the air was as hot as boiling water, and Su Zhiyun could hear the sound of bubbling from his chest, gurgling, gurgling.

When one emerges, one breaks.

He leaned on the seat in front of him and stared sideways at the scenery outside the window. The sun was too big, covering the sky and covering the sky, scorching endlessly, which was annoying.

Unexplainable drowsiness.

……

"Little Zhiyun is a coward."

When Xiaohua said this, she sat on the ground angrily, ignoring and acting recklessly, her skirt was covered with dust and dirty, and she refused to get up.

Only Su Zhiyun was left with a stubborn back with two small braids, and two pink flowers pinned to the raised braids.

It has been a long time since she learned to speak, but her voice is still so childish, with a little nasal sound.

"Little flower."

"Call me Little Flower Princess!"

She emphasized that.

Because Su Zhiyun didn't call her princess, Xiao Hua became even more angry.

This name came from a variety show on the children's channel on TV. The other party especially liked the hostess with double ponytails named Xiao Hua, and would never let everyone call her by her real name.

If everyone asked her: "What does Xiao Hua want to do in the future?"

She will definitely answer without hesitation.

"I want to be a princess."

"Live in a big house, wear beautiful dresses, and have lots and lots of shoes and toys."

Su Zhiyun grabbed Xiao Hua who was sitting on the ground and refused to get up, lightly scooped it up, and embraced her.

Xiaohua snorted a few times, she turned her face away stubbornly, trying to stay away from the candy exuding an alluring aroma.

Seeing that Su Zhiyun didn't continue to comfort her and forced her to eat the candy, Xiaohua pouted her mouth a little bit aggrieved.

Her eyes are big and watery, with very long eyelashes, fluttering twice, as beautiful as a doll.

Xiao Hua asked in an almost cute tone of frustration: "Why can't Xiao Zhiyun come to my birthday party? Obviously everyone will come."

The sunshine outside the window is a kind of warm golden color, as sweet as honey. Xiaohua's hair is thin and soft, tied into braids, and there is a pleasant fragrance on her body. She is wearing a white princess dress, ruffles, and small leather shoes .

Like a little angel that only appears in fairy tales.

"Because nobody likes me."

Su Zhiyun said so.

He lifted Xiao Hua's legs and gently wiped off the dust on Xiao Hua's shoes.

"If I go, mom and dad will be unhappy, and Xiao Hua will be unhappy as the protagonist of her birthday."

Xiaohua was silent.

Su Zhiyun suddenly felt his cheeks soften, he raised his head, the little flower was against the light, and the setting sun coated her with a layer of romantic gold.

"But Xiaohua likes Xiaozhiyun."

She seemed a little distressed.

The cicadas were still clamoring and chattering.

Empty chests were stuffed with marshmallows and rainbow chocolates.

colorful.

Fluffy and soft.

Su Zhiyun stroked her hair.

"I also like Xiaohua very much."

Xiaohua pursed her lips and smiled slightly, she took Su Zhiyun's hand.

Xiaohua's hands are soft and warm, small.

Just like when I was a child, it is a dough that will melt when you pinch it.

"Why is Xiao Zhiyun always so unhappy? If I could share half of my happiness with Xiao Zhiyun, would Xiao Zhiyun be happier?"

…………

Su Zhiyun was woken up by the sound of the station announcement, he got out of the car in a hurry, and when he passed by the canteen at the entrance of the campus, Su Zhiyun stopped unknowingly.

He stared at the pink head flower for a long time, then turned his eyes away.

There was a lot of voices, Su Zhiyun glanced at his watch, it turned out that it was time for exercises between classes.

He waited outside the school gate for a while, until the class bell rang again and the voices disappeared, and Su Zhiyun climbed over the wall and went in.

The posture of jumping off was not right, and I rubbed against the iron gate, which hurt a little.He patted the dust off his knees.

"Is this how you came to school?"

Hateful, disgusting, full of contempt, extremely familiar.

Su Zhiyun paused, then raised his head with a calm tone.

"Father."

He was taken home, and somehow the news of skipping class reached the ears of the education bureau leader who just came to inspect. The dean had no choice but to call Su Zhiyun's father, Su Tianhe.

Su Tianhe didn't say anything to Su Zhiyun, he just called him into the car, and the two of them looked at each other speechlessly.

The air conditioner was turned on in the car, and it was very cool. Su Zhiyun leaned against the window, and the roadside was full of gardenias in full bloom. When he got in the car, he picked one from the flowers. To the rich sweet aroma.

It's just that the petals are curled up.

It shouldn't be long before it dies.

After Su Tianhe came back, he took Su Zhiyun upstairs and locked him in the room.

Su Zhiyun didn't resist either, he threw his schoolbag on the bed, walked over and opened the originally closed curtains.

When Su Tianhe closed the door and left, he gave Su Zhiyun a cold look.

"Don't go to class during this time, and reflect on it."

"But for people like you." Su Tianhe paused, and closed the door again: "Reflection is meaningless."

"You are destined to be rotten forever in this life."

The ceiling is white, the curtains are white, the wall clock and the table are blue. Su Zhiyun's room is actually not as dark as other people imagined, and it's even no different from an ordinary boy.

Large expanses of blue and white, refreshing and bright.

The sound of cicadas was very loud, and the weather was very hot. Su Zhiyun turned over and buried himself in the pillow, feeling so stuffy that he heard his chest start to bubble.

Gollum.

Gollum.

When one comes out, one will be broken with a snap.

Oh shit.

I really want to die.

Su Zhiyun thought.

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