The world's most heartbreaking crush

After hugging intimately for about half a minute, Bian Li finally regained his composure, and reluctantly let go of his hands around Yu Yang's waist.

The ends of the slender eyes are hooked with light powder, the generous eyebrows are drawn down meekly at this moment, the slightly shallow lips are pursed, the deer eyes are drooping, hiding deep greed.

“Pain/demands/to/be/felt.”

—a tattoo on the collarbone. "Pain demands to be felt."

Bian Li rubbed every word on the tip of her tongue, trying to guess Yu Yang's tone of voice when she read this sentence, her black eyes drooped quietly, and the lazy and sexy British accent leaked out from between her lips and teeth, like a pressed tongue. piano keys.

Bian Li lowered her head, the joints on the back of her neck were clearly listed, Yu Yang glanced over them, her heart felt like being bitten by ants, with slight pain.

She held Bian Li's shoulders, with a rare cold expression on her face: "I heard something outside the door just now."

Looking down at Lao Li: "I was Bian Li's tutor for a while..."

The girl tugged at her sleeves.Yu Yang turned his face sideways, the corners of his lips slightly turned up, and his obsidian cold eyes were full of soothing colors.

"I know Bian Li, and I don't hit people casually, unless someone provokes them. Besides, you also think that the source of the fault is not on Bian Li, so Bian Li has no reason to apologize to others, does he?"

"That boy's name is Zheng Xiqiao?" Yu Yang lowered his hand and hooked Bian Li's little finger, "I don't know what happened in the second year of high school. But we don't mind, nor are we afraid to bring up the old score again."

Bian Li raised her eyes, showing a little surprise.

She fell behind Yu Yang, half a meter away, the field of vision happened to be filled by the slender and tall figure of a woman soaked in the light.

Thin shoulders and a slender figure often symbolize weakness and fragility in the eyes of others, but at this moment, Bian Li feels extremely at ease.

Lao Li sank into the sofa, with his normally upright back bent, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to have deepened: "Blame me... If I take care of it right from the start, it won't be..."

He thought for a moment, and then said, "I don't suggest making a big fuss... So far, Bian Li has more to blame."

"You may have misunderstood." Yu Yang put a strand of hair on the side of his face behind his ear, and said slowly, "Since Zheng Xiqiao's parents are not willing to let it go, Bian Li can't let them be bullied either. Now that you see No, neither of us is willing to accept a compromise. But what I want to say is that the injuries suffered by Bian Li cannot be offset by the injuries on Zheng Xiqiao's face."

Old Li was silent.

Yu Yang took Bian Li's hand and walked out of the office.

In the deserted corridor, the only sound left is the interlacing of sneakers and high heels.

Yu Yang dragged Bian Li all the way downstairs without saying a word.

Bian Li felt that Yu Yang seemed a little angry, but she didn't know what to do.

Standing under a ginkgo tree, golden fan-shaped leaves fell down one after another, Yu Yang finally let go of Bian Li's hand.

With heat remaining in his palm, Bian Li licked his lips: "Are you angry?"

"Why do you ask me if I'm angry? Aren't you angry, Bian Li?" Yu Yang was wearing high heels and was a little taller than Bian Li. Now he looked down at her, his black and clear pupils gleamed coldly.

"What happened in the second year of high school? If you don't tell Bian Chi, can you tell me?" Yu Yang asked, "You can't keep everything in your heart."

She pressed Bian Li's shoulders and made someone sit by the flower bed, and she could clearly see the dizzy water in the girl's eyes.

Yu Yang's heart skipped a beat.

"...It's okay if you don't want to say it." She looked at the girl's trembling eyelashes, sighed, and gently touched the top of Bian Li's fluffy head.

The girl lowered her head and grabbed the hem of her curled up clothes, her voice astringent.

In Bian Li's impression of the sophomore year of high school, the sky was gray, and the winter wind was colder than usual, blowing on his body like a knife.

The next semester, one month before the winter vacation.

It is normal for Bianli to attend classes at designated spots.That day, she and He Feifei hurriedly locked their bicycles and slipped into the campus. There were only 5 minutes left before the morning self-study and class, but a crowd of people gathered in front of the previously empty gate.

All gathered in front of a bulletin board.

I didn't want to pay attention at first, but when I heard that my name was still embedded in everyone's trivial discussions, I bit my fritters and squeezed over to look.

There were acquaintances and unfamiliar people inside, and when they saw her coming, they all made way for her.

The sizing eyes that fell on her were full of contempt and disdain.

There are several color-printed pictures posted on the bulletin board——

WeChat chat history.She and Zheng Xiqiao.

Every sentence in the dialogue box is familiar, making Bian Li feel sick.

She broke through the crowd and ran out, leaving their voices behind her ears.Holding on to a lamppost, he began to retch crazily.

He Feifei stood there and asked, "Who did it?"

That group of people laughed and joked but didn't answer directly.

Bian Li glanced up, the elongated scarlet eyes and straight lips made it feel like she was going to rush over and beat up those people in the next second.

Gag them.

But not.

But Bian Li just walked over very quietly, with faint foggy eyes wrinkled, as if crying, but also as if not.

The nails were round, and the fingertips were rubbed red, Bian Li lifted the corners of the color printing paper, and buttoned them off bit by bit.

He Feifei stood by the side, looking distressed, and feeling suffocated in her heart, she put her hand up, wanting to help Bian Li.

The girl pressed her hand and said, no, I will do it myself.

It was a long way from the gate to the classroom, but Bian Li was not in a hurry, the torn paper was held in the palm of his hand, and he did not lose it.

His steps were slow, and his eyes were calm and gloomy.

Passing the classroom along the road, the student by the window looked up at her from the textbook, his eyes full of malice.

What's more, they threw balls of paper at her.It didn't hurt when it hit you, but it was insulting. Bian Li knelt down and spread it out to have a look.

In the center of the crumpled paper lay two crooked characters——

"Bitch"

Bian Li exhaled, closed his eyes and opened them again.

Continuing to move forward firmly, entered his class, stood on the podium, the school uniform splashed with red paint was particularly eye-catching.

The students suddenly stopped reading.There was a dead silence in the class.

Shredded paper fell from the palm of the raised hand, and scattered on the desk like snowflakes.

Bian Li gritted her teeth and asked, "Who did it?" Her voice was clear, but there was a slight trembling hidden.

——That's a screenshot of the chat history that has been edited.

Still no answer.

The matter lasted for more than a month, during which Bian Li was subjected to various criticisms.

Many boys in the third year of high school also knew about it. Some of them ran to the second floor, stood outside the back door, and said to Bian Li with a smirk.

Lack of money?I have it.Add a WeChat?It is convenient to negotiate the price.

Bian Li has explained.But some people seem to dislike other people's kindness, treat gossip as a joke in life, as "poisonous wine", and repeatedly disbelieve Bian Li's words.

……

After Bian Li finished speaking, tears were still on her curled eyelashes.

Yu Yang suddenly took half a step forward and hugged the girl in his arms.

Bian Li's pupils widened suddenly, and she said in a hoarse voice, "Senior sister, do you think it was wrong for me to hit someone?"

"If he could stand up and tell the truth back then, you wouldn't have been framed." Yu Yang let go of his eyes and said quietly, "Bian Li...no one can really empathize with you. It's not bad, should it be, It should not be left to others to judge..."

"But I'm on your side. I won't let you get hurt again this time." Yu Yang let go of his arms and stared into Bian Li's eyes, "You know how to measure. Now there is still room to deal with them."

Bian Li's actions were not indifferent.The injury on Zheng Xiqiao's face looked like a bluff, but it was nothing, so he reluctantly vented his anger.

The girl wiped away the tears on her face with her knuckles, her slender and thick eyelashes were still stuck together, pitiful.

Yu Yang took out a tissue from his bag and handed it to her. He wanted to help wipe it off, but he stopped for some reason.

"Senior sister," Bian Li twisted the fragrant paper towel into a ball, looking at Yu Yang expectantly and longingly, "Can I ask you one more thing?"

Yu Yang stared blankly, not knowing what to think about.The little girl grabbed her sleeve and asked again.

"What?" The mirror reflected light, and the expression in the woman's eyes was unclear, but the setting sun fell gently on her soft hair, and the fine fluff on her face was outlined in gold.

Bian Li's lips moved slightly, "Can you spend my birthday with me?"

Yu Yang was surprised: "Today's birthday?"

Bian Li nodded, embarrassed.The eyes that had just cried were bent shyly, with a look of innocence and joy.

"Why didn't you say it earlier? I didn't prepare any presents." Yu Yang sighed, "If I refuse to come to the parent-teacher meeting, will I lose the chance to celebrate your birthday?"

Bian Li was silent.

Yu Yang frowned and asked, "Don't you spend time with your classmates?"

Bian Li pursed her lips, "What's the point of living with them every year? But you are different, Yu Yang." You will always be different from others in my heart.

Yu Yang seemed to understand, nodded, and smiled softly: "Yes. After all, I am your tutor..."

There are vines and vines in my heart, and a thought grows out, forming a flower bud.Still immature, Yu Yang snuffed it out.

But one day, it will grow into a towering tree unintentionally, and it can no longer be ignored by then.

Can no longer avoid, escape.

Cakes need to be ordered in advance. In the evening, the bakery is at its busiest time.

Yu Yang bought a small white cream cake, dotted with some strawberries, blueberries, and yellow peaches.

The two of them are standing on the top floor of the Yuyang community, staring down at the slowly flowing river below. The colorful neon light is projected on the sparkling water, which makes Bian Li feel unreal.

——On the left hand side happened to be Yu Yang's delicate and white back of his hand, beside his ears was the river water, mixed with sirens and noisy human voices.

A small round table was set up in the center of the roof, and the open sun umbrella was tilted, blocking the dim light leaking from the top-floor resident's room.The half of Yu Yang's face sunk in the light is also very soft.She half bent down and took out a candle from underneath.

"... When did you buy it?" Bian Li blinked and asked Yu Yang.The curled eyelashes bring out a little surprise.

She felt that Yu Yang cared about herself.She didn't have much tenderness, but I felt it all in one day.

The cool breeze blows Yu Yang's long hair into a mess, she brushes the hair sticking to her face behind her ears, and smiles at the corner of her lips: "I borrowed it from the landlord."

"Bian Li, happy adulthood! Congratulations, starting today, you have officially entered the world of adults." She opened a can of cold beer and handed it to Bian Li.

Liangqin's touch got into Bian Li's palm, but she felt a little warmth from it.The light fragrance of flowers penetrated to Bian Li's side, and his deer eyes were blurred by the light.

Holding the wet aluminum can, Bian Li took a small sip.The astringent taste of malt and the cold liquid moved around in the mouth, and he couldn't help frowning.

Yu Yang propped his hands under his chin, dragged his face to see the wonderful changes on the girl's face, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Haven't you ever drank before?"

Bian Li shook her head obediently, the bubbles burst in her mouth, like Sprite, but not so sweet.

I really don't know what the hell is good about drinking.

Yu Yang stretched his long hand across the cake, and rubbed the other's earlobe.

She took the can of cold beer in her hand, pressed it to her lips, and took a long gulp.The neck is white and smooth, and the barely visible Adam's apple has rolled down slightly, exuding sex appeal.

The beating heartbeat in the left chest affected all the skin in the whole body to become hot.Bian Li stared at Yu Yang's bright red lips that glistened with water, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

So, this is an indirect kiss?

She put her hands on her face, trying to dilute the scorching heat.

Yu Yang took out a lighter and lit a white candle, and handed it to Bian Li.

The soft black eyes are full of tenderness: "Make a wish."

Bian Li's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes moved from Yu Yang's beautiful face to the candle, and then she slowly closed her eyes, making a wish sincerely.

The soft light of the candles set off the girl's outline very peacefully.

Hope for world peace;

I hope Bian Chi will be happy every day and stop being heartless;

I hope that Yu Yang... will always be Yu Yang.

Blow out the candle in one gulp.Yu Yang handed her the knife, "Cut it."

"...This is my first time cutting a cake." Bian Li was stunned.

Yu Yang was stunned, leaned over, and rubbed Bian Li's head, messing up the bangs on the girl's forehead.

It shattered the fragility and helplessness in Bian Li's eyes.

"Those people actively wanted to cut it for me, but no one knew it. I just wanted to do it myself."

Bian Li cut the small piece of cake carefully and meticulously, mumbling in his mouth, full of disappointment.

Yu Yang rubbed the cream with his thumb, and suddenly touched Bian Li's face.

Bian Li raised his head, Yu Yang's gentle and wanton smile suddenly fell into his pupils, and he was dazed for a moment.

There was sticky sweet cream on the corner of his mouth, and Bian Li licked it blankly.

Yu Yang frowned, laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back, his lips were plum-colored, and his eyes were starry.

Bian Li finally came back to his senses, and threw a pinch of butter towards Yu Yang.

The rooftop was filled with all kinds of laughter.Bian Li's left foot tripped over his right foot and crashed into Yu Yang's arms.

Wearing high heels, Yu Yang staggered and leaned back against the railing.

Only the gentle sound of the wind and the quiet sound of running water remained in my ears, and Yu Yang smiled with her thin lips.

Bian Li raised his face, his warm lips just brushed against the side of the woman's neck, Yu Yang recoiled a little from the itching, but the hands on Bian Li's waist did not let go.The beautiful curves undulate softly with a chuckle, sticking to Bian Li's body.

Yu Yang lifted his chin and smiled casually, his black eyebrows bent like black ink in the gurgling river.She took out her mobile phone from the phone, wrapped her arms around Bian Li's waist, and pointed the camera at the two of them.

"Smile, don't be so tense."

Yu Yang pinched Bian Li's cheek, and the cream spread.

Click.

When the photo was taken, Bian Li took a closer look.

The woman's soft, scented hair brushed against her side cheeks, a little itchy, she gently hooked them with her hands, entwined around her fingertips, and was blown away by the wind again.

There are many photos, one of them happened to capture the bright smiles of the two, and Yu Yang's pale fingertips poked a cute dimple on her face.

Yu Yang looked at it very seriously, Bian Li turned his head to look at her.In the dim light, her side face was beautiful and soft, and there was a small brown mole in the corner of her left eye, which fans boasted was kissed by God.The lips are plump and sexy, and there is some white cream hooked on the upturned end.

Bian Li's heart was full of warmth, as if a feather kept poking at his heart.

The sip of cold beer that he drank earlier seemed to have brought a sluggish drunkenness.She stretched out her hand, and gently rubbed the small ball of white cream on the corner of Yu Yang's lips with her fingertips.

Yu Yang turned his face to the side, staring at Bian Li's eyes with ecstasy.The girl's brown pupils zoomed in and out for a moment, her cream-stained fingertips froze in mid-air, there was a lovely dimple on her face that was too late to retract, and the corners of her upturned lips were filled with a pleasant smile.

The author has something to say: "Pain/demands/to/be/felt."

——"Incomparably Beautiful Pain"

Bian Li once asked Yu Yang, why did he tattoo this sentence on his collarbone?

Yu Yang's eyes wandered, he rubbed the little girl's head, but he didn't say a word.

——The pain made her realize that she was living in the world soberly.