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Aunt Wang put down the rag in her hand and looked up, quite surprised.

"Young master, why did you come back alone?"

Su Zhiyun looked around, took off his shoes, took out slippers from the shoe cabinet, and threw his schoolbag aside.

"What about them?"

Aunt Wang saw that Su Zhiyun had a little injury on his face, and then realized that the other person's eyes were also red, and she was a little suspicious that he had cried, but she was too embarrassed to speak.

"The madam, the master and the young master went out for dinner, don't you know? Today is the master's birthday."

With a "click", Su Zhiyun threw the soaked socks aside, he paused, and did not speak.

The cold seeped through the skin little by little, and the toes were a little sore from the cold.

The huge villa was completely silent.

Aunt Wang looked at his silent appearance, and realized that she seemed to have said something she shouldn't have said again, and she was a little frightened, for fear that the other party would have a sudden attack and become hysterical.

Su Zhiyun didn't speak in the end, he just threw the other soaked sock on the ground, and was about to go upstairs.

Two maroon stockings stuck to the ground, stubbornly arched and wrinkled, like two disgusting caterpillars.

Su Zhiyun kicked the socks wider.

He is very thin, and his school uniform is loosely worn on his body, like a paper lantern filled with wind.

The ankle is also a little lonely.

Aunt Wang felt that Su Zhiyun was a little pitiful.

"Young master, have you come back for dinner so early?"

Su Zhiyun went upstairs alone, and locked himself in the door as usual.

There are two porcelain dolls on the top of the closet, and Su Zhiyun imagines that the porcelain dolls will fall and hit his head.

With a sound of "bang", bright red blood will flow out from the shattered snow-white slag.

He turned his head away, taking his attention away from the china doll.

"Is there any good song?"

As soon as Cui Ming came home, he saw the message Su Zhiyun sent him. While putting down his schoolbag, he looked through the favorites list, selected a first post, and attached a long commentary.

"Mama's Gun by GlassAnimalsGooey.

It tends to be more lazy and husky.

Reminiscent of the sun after a summer siesta and dusk on a prison playground.It's like crystal clear ice cubes falling into lemonade, and the tiny bubbles gradually rise.

The feeling of being imprisoned and then slowly released. "

He changed his shoes and walked into the house, fell on the bed, and waited for Su Zhiyun's reply.

After a while, Su Zhiyun sent a "good" word, Cui Ming was slightly relieved, and after realizing that he was actually relieved, he cursed secretly.

You are so nervous.

When I meet Su Zhiyun, I always feel weird.

Just like before at the station.

Cui Ming sat on the seat next to Su Zhiyun, the station was empty, only the dim street lights were still on.

No one spoke, but at this moment there was not even a passing car, and a needle could be heard.

Damn, it's embarrassing.

Cui Ming thought to himself.

He listened to the song in the earphones, and became a little bored. He tapped his toes on the ground, becoming more and more urgent without knowing it, and the puddles were being trampled by him.

Every time he stepped on a foot, he counted silently in his heart, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty...

The 67th foot has been counted, and there is still no trace of the 371 bus arriving at the station.

The game of stepping on puddles is over, there is no sound of splashing water, and there is a dead silence around.

This kid doesn't make a sound at all, don't you really feel embarrassed?

Cui Ming couldn't help turning his head to look at Su Zhiyun, who raised his head slightly, staring at the streetlight across the street in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

His eyelashes are so long.Cui Ming's thoughts drifted unconsciously. If he had to use a certain word to describe Su Zhiyun's eyelashes, it would probably be a little cattail fan or a little butterfly.

On the side of the road, there is a tree of acacia, with pink velvet fan-like flowers blooming on its branches. It was knocked down by yesterday's summer rain and withered all over the place.

Another flower fell down, light pink, fluffy, fluttering and came to Su Zhiyun.

Cui Ming couldn't help holding his breath.

Su Zhiyun hugged the flower, his movements were light, as easy as trapping an elf with his palm.

When he stroked the acacia flower, his expression seemed to be petting a small animal.

Cui Ming thought about it.

…………

"Here, please drink."

Cui Ming who was standing in front of him coughed, a little embarrassed, his eyes wandering: "They say that we don't know each other if we don't fight, why don't we get to know each other and be friends?"

The Coke just taken out of the vending machine was very cold, and the aluminum can was covered with a layer of misty water vapor, which condensed into tiny drops of water.

Bits of chill.

Cui Ming pursed his lips tightly, Su Zhiyun did not accept the drink in his hand.

Su Zhiyun's eyes finally fell from Cui Ming's face to the drink, he looked at it for a while, and then said: "I don't drink Coke."

Cui Ming became a little annoyed and angry: "Is it okay to drink whatever you want?"

"Don't drink."

"You are really baffled. Do you know that others have to go down the steps? Why are you still picky and picky?"

"Don't drink."

"Let me tell you, don't push yourself too hard, my patience is limited."

"Don't drink."

In the end, Cui Ming went to the supermarket to buy peach juice for Su Zhiyun. His face was very ugly. Recalling that the salesperson just asked him with a smile if he bought it for his girlfriend, his face became even more ugly, and he rudely stuffed it into the other party's In his arms: "I must drink some juice, mother..."

Cui Ming glanced at Su Zhiyun, and finally swallowed that sentence.

The three silver rings on Su Zhiyun's ear bones still reflected a little light, and Cui Ming's eyes were always attracted by the light unconsciously.

Twinkling, like little stars.

Girls don't necessarily wear so many earrings.

"Why do you have so many ear piercings?"

"There is no reason." Su Zhiyun touched his earrings, they were cold, and took a sip of peach juice, exhaling sweet fragrance overwhelming: "It's just that I want to get my ears pierced."

Cui Ming was taken aback, and after a while he muttered to himself: "Damn it, you really can pull it off."

Su Zhiyun took another sip of peach juice and pointed at the lamp in the distance.

"The car is here."

…………

It's 08:30 now, Cui Ming just came out of the shower, his body was still wrapped in a layer of steam, he wiped his hair, and saw the phone screen light up.

Su Zhiyun sent himself a message.

"I want to go out, do you have any fun places?"

This is the most mixed night market in City A, with food stalls everywhere, mahjong parlors, billiard rooms, video game centers and massage parlors. When Cui Ming passed by, he saw Su Zhiyun talking to a woman in scantily dressed clothes.

The woman smiled swayingly, her lips were painted bright red, she wore a low-cut black dress, a short white skirt, and a pair of high heels.

He has short hair dyed cheap champagne, his eye makeup is a little dirty, and he is a little fat, but he has a plump figure. Many men secretly look here in the crowded night market.

Cui Ming looked at Su Zhiyun standing in front of the woman, as if he saw an unsuspecting innocent little fish fall into the mouth of a ferocious and terrifying killer whale, his heart was jumping with fear and his scalp was numb.

"Hey, didn't I tell you to wait for me at the door?"

Su Zhiyun turned his head to look at Cui Ming. The hair on the other's forehead was still a little wet and drooping. He could smell the smell of shower gel and shampoo. It seemed that Cui Ming was in a hurry after taking a bath before drying his hair. go out.

It smells very clean, Su Zhiyun carefully identified it, it is not the same as the scent of the body wash at home, as for what is different, it is not clear.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, but you haven't come yet. She said she could take me to the place where the tongue nails were done."

"Are you going to have a tongue nail?"

"Ah."

"Little brother, are you still going with my sister?" The woman leaned close to Su Zhiyun, and slowly blew into his ear: "If you don't go with my sister, my sister will go find someone else."

Cui Ming glanced at the woman, then roughly dragged Su Zhiyun away: "I'm not going."

It wasn't until he reached a quieter place that Su Zhiyun broke free from the other party's shackles. He frowned, looking unhappy.

"Do you know who that woman is, and you are going to follow her?"

"I know." Su Zhiyun said, his eyes were calm under the moonlight, without any waves: "You want to tell me that this is a red-light district, right?"

Cui Ming stopped talking.

Su Zhiyun suddenly felt boring.

It's no fun to come out, it's no fun to Cui Ming, and it's no fun to be here.

Everyone is boring.

"Forget it, I'm going to do some shopping."

After saying this, he didn't care about the other party's reaction, turned around and left.

The store is bright and bright, and Su Zhiyun doesn't like places that are too bright. He rubbed his eyes that were sore from seeing the strong light suddenly, and heard some people whispering. Looking over, he saw a familiar figure .

Gu Zehuan lowered his head slightly, picking things from the shelves.

Su Zhiyun could clearly see that his hand holding the can of Coke was slightly curled up, the finger bones were distinct, white and delicate, unlike ordinary teenagers with winding veins, it was as beautiful as a handicraft.

Sometimes it's hard to believe who God would favor so much.

Can't even pick out any flaws.

Those girls seemed to have finally summoned up their courage, and walked towards Gu Zehuan.

Su Zhiyun couldn't move anymore.

Gu Zehuan rejected the girl's invitation.

He seemed to have noticed something and glanced here.

Su Zhiyun and Gu Zehuan met eyes, then were completely stunned, motionless.

When Cui Ming found Su Zhiyun, he was standing outside the supermarket, holding a can of Coke tightly in his hand, looking lost again.

Cui Ming called him several times, and Su Zhiyun finally responded, "Is there any way to definitely get what I want?"

His tone was very light, as if he was genuinely puzzled.

Cui Ming didn't understand why Su Zhiyun asked such a question suddenly, but he answered honestly: "It depends on what you want."

"What I want is the most precious and unique thing in this world. No one else can have it, and no one else is allowed to have it."

He looked down at the Coke in his hand. The Coke was very cold. Not long after he took it out of the freezer, Su Zhiyun put the Coke on his face to drive away the burning heat: "But I can't get close to him."

"why?"

Cui Ming was puzzled.

Su Zhiyun raised his head, his eyes became the same as they were that day, with tiny lights shining in his eyes.

He touched the tips of his red ears.

"Because when I get close to him, my heart will beat fast and my ears will become very hot. I will be scared and unable to talk to him properly."

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