I'm down after reuniting with my ex

Ji Changan still didn't show any expression, but hugged Wen Yan even tighter, he closed his eyes to hide the rolling dark eyes.

His lips brushed against Wen Yan's sweaty forehead, "I'm here, I'm fine."

Wen Yan whimpered, and suddenly he raised his arms to hug Ji Changan tightly, buried his head in Ji Changan's shoulder, and got wet instantly.

"Don't break up, okay?"

"Please, don't want me, Ji Changan..."

Ji Chang felt relieved.

His fingertips turned white, and his eyes stared blankly into the void.

That feeling - called distressed.

...

Later Wen Yan collapsed and fell asleep in Ji Changan's arms.

Ji Changan slowly picked up the man, this man was too thin.

He put Wen Yan on the sofa where he slept, covered her with a quilt, and sat beside her.

Putting his hand on his forehead, he took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album, turned to the bottom, and saw a photo.

Two teenagers in blue and white school uniforms, standing in the sun, holding a trophy, like light.

At that time, Wen Yan still wore glasses, was clean and handsome, squinted with a smile, and had cute canine teeth...

It's hard for you to see a trance look on Ji Changan's face, but it's there at this moment.

You asked him that year, when he broke up and ran away from home, did he think about taking Wen Yan away.

No.

He just carried a fruit knife and followed Wen Yan's uncle for a whole day.

Turning off the screen, he slumped on the sofa.

For life, he never felt that there was any meaning, rarely recalled, and rarely regretted, but at this moment he tasted bitterness on the tip of his tongue.

Adam's apple slides—

Closing his eyes, he finally, finally looked back at those years.

...

When did Ji Changan realize that Wen Yan was different to him? It was the night after the other party confessed.

In fact, he was deliberately making Wen Yan feel uncomfortable, skipping class and going to the bar to drink with him. This is not the way of Wen Yan, whose school uniform is always clean and tidy, and who always sits in the classroom and listens to the class.

Good boy, good student.

But Wen Yan went anyway, wearing a white t-shirt, fingers subconsciously picking at the strap of his schoolbag, and quietly followed behind him.

He still drank, but his capacity for alcohol was surprisingly good. After drinking a bottle of foreign wine, his eyes turned red and he just stared at him blankly. Infected.

Later, when he sent Wen Yan home, the other party got off his motorcycle, and his steps were still steady.

His face didn't turn red when he was drinking, but when he got out of the car and walked a few steps and looked back at him, his face was as red as a ripe autumn fruit, and he couldn't hide under the dim street lights.

"Okay, be my boyfriend."

"I mean what I say, but I won't treat you well."

"It's okay, as long as I'm nice to you." He covered his chest and chuckled, then waved his hands and mouthed, "Good night, boyfriend."

Then he ran fast, happy as if he was about to fly.

But Ji Changan didn't see Wen Yan the next day, and it took three whole days before Wen Yan went to school.

"Just now a girl gave you a love letter and asked me to convey a love letter to you. I told her not to give it away, saying that you have someone you like." Wen Yan pushed the breakfast he bought to Ji Changan, the pumpkin porridge from Fushouyuan and meat buns.

He was very pale, with persuasively hanging hair, wearing glasses, looking at him and smiling.

Ji Chang'an didn't say anything, after taking the breakfast, he didn't like to talk while eating.

Quiet and elegant.

Wen Yan opened the textbook, his hands were trembling, and he seemed to feel uncomfortable even if he moved.

But his back was still straight, and his expression was still gentle and gentle.

Ji Changan pushed the notes to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan opened it and saw that the other party was very smart. The note was always the same as a draft, scribbled and simple, but this time there was a fairly detailed text.

"Thank you..." It was really difficult for a genius like Ji Changan to attend lectures and take notes in peace.

After the morning self-study, people kept coming to care about Wen Yan and ask questions. He has a very good personality, and both boys and girls in the class like him very much.

There was a boy who had a good relationship with him, and put his hand on his shoulder when he came up, but Wen Yan frowned and hissed, his face turned pale, and said gently that he was not feeling well and pushed the boy's hand away.

In class, the boy returned to his seat, Wen Yan glanced at Ji Changan quietly, who was lazily working on the test paper with his chin propped up.

Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and when it was time to run, he asked for leave to go to the bathroom.

Wen Yan sat on the toilet seat and gasped, sweating from the pain. He took out the painkiller tremblingly, but there was no water, so he just swallowed dryly.

When it passed through the throat, it was so bitter that it suffocated.

He doesn't like bitterness at all.

Before Wen Yan recovered, the toilet door was pushed.

"Someone, classmate, change another room." He whispered.

"Open."

It was Ji Changan's voice. He was startled, and sat up suddenly, his face was twisted in pain.

"season…"

"If you don't do it again, I will kick you." The person opposite was already impatient.

Wen Yan quickly opened the door of the cubicle and went for a run, but there was no one in the toilet.

Ji Changan looked at the other party's cold sweat and pale lips, and when the other party spoke, he pushed Wen Yan back to the toilet and closed the cubicle door.

"What...why..." Wen Yan stared blankly at Ji Changan's expressionless face.

Ji Changan directly pulled the zipper of his school uniform. In such hot weather, only this man still wore the three-piece suit neatly.

"Ji Changan, you... what are you doing!" Wen Yan wanted to stop him.

"Don't be noisy." Press the other party to sit on the toilet seat.

Pinch the other party's wrist, unzip the zipper, and the school uniform slipped into the crook of the hand. On the half-sleeved arm, there are bruises, swelling and bloodshot, as if beaten with a stick.

Wen Yan stopped struggling, tilted his head, and was short of breath.

Ji Changan took off his school uniform jacket, he lifted the hem of the school uniform, his back was hurt, he couldn't see it clearly.

Ji Chang'an pulled him up, and laid him down on the wall, with the hem of his clothes pulled up to his shoulders. There were scars vertically and horizontally on the young man's thin shoulders.

Clothed on the fair complexion, it is terrifying and miserable.

"Who hit it?" Ji Changan moved his finger, then put it down, backed away, and asked.

Wen Yan pinched her school uniform jacket, lowered her head, and said nothing.

"1-"

"2-"

"My uncle." Wen Yan said, "When I did something wrong, he just... taught me..."

"Is this called teaching?" Ji Changan sneered inexplicably, turned around and left the toilet cubicle.

Wen Yan raised his head in a daze, he sighed, and put on his school uniform jacket slowly.

The zipper is closed, revealing only the tip of the sharpened chin on a hot day.

Squeezing through the crowd, when he returned to his seat, Ji Changan was doing physics test papers.

"Chang'an..."

ignore him.

After the exercise, the class will start soon. After the teacher finishes explaining the remaining test papers, let the students do the exercises by themselves.

Wen Yan threw the note, but Ji Changan didn't read it either.

She even gave him a cool look.

Wen Yan pursed his lips, sighed pitifully, and pushed the chemistry month exam paper in front of Ji Changan, "This question, I can't..."

Ji Changan lowered his eyes, and there was a pitiful crying face on it.

"Realize me, okay..."