I am miserable by being attacked by the social bully

I will hold his hand, rub the texture of the palm, and feel the temperature of his palm.

Sometimes I kiss him on the lips and whisper in his ear, I feel like I'm almost turning into Reet.

Chasing people is so hard!I sighed in my heart for the thousand and one time.

At the end of the month, I received a call from my mother, asking me when I would go back for the New Year.I looked at Liao Muqiu who was taking a nap on the rocking chair in the alley, hesitated uncertainly, and didn't know how to answer for a while, so I could only tell my mother to reply in a few days.

I walked up to Liao Muqiu and asked him if he would like to go back with me for the New Year.

He slowly opened his eyes, and his voice was still sleepy, "To your house?"

"Yes." I nodded, "Go to my house."

"Aren't you afraid? Can your family accept it?"

"My family won't think so much for the time being." I said, "If you want to ask, just confess, are you afraid?"

Liao Muqiu looked at me steadily, then laughed softly, "I'm afraid you're afraid."

What is there to be afraid of?I thought in my heart, the soldiers will come to cover the water and soil.The worst end is to never communicate with each other until death. You can't really sever ties with me.

Whether it's the former or the latter, I just need to spend more time coaxing and coaxing. I don't believe that I will be so miserable, and the two elders still expect me to provide them with care.

In this world, as long as there is even a little bit of concern, it is impossible to truly cut off kindness and justice.

I always thought so.

In my spare time, I saw my so-called photos that A and B mentioned before.

Rather than saying it is my photo, it is better to say that it is Liao Muqiu's own selfie.

The light at night was very dim, and his facial features were blurred and handsome under the purple-blue light and shadow.

I don’t know that this photo was taken when he finished playing the game and was going to bed one day. I was already asleep, and half of my face was exposed in the photo.It is not very accurate to say that the profile is because only my chin, mouth, and eyes are photographed.

If it weren't for my room in the background of the photo, I wouldn't be sure that the person was me, and I don't know how A and B recognized it.

What he wanted to shoot was me holding his hand. I don't know why I held his hand, or if I was asleep, I suspected that he deliberately posed for the picture.

I studied the photos so hard that I didn't even know when Liao Muqiu was standing behind me.When I turned around, I was taken aback by him.

He looked at me, then at the photo, and asked me in a calm tone: "Do you think this photo looks good?"

"It's very beautiful." I flattered: "My heart fell at the first glance."

He hooked the corner of his mouth, "I don't believe it."

I sighed inwardly. Although he was in a bubble, it hurt me that he didn't trust me.

I reached out and hugged Liao Muqiu, and asked him, "Why don't you believe me? I've been with you, what concerns do you have, please tell me well."

His response to me was the expected silence.

I continued to ask him: "Can you let me know more about you? Are you insecure with me?"

I looked into his eyes and chuckled softly: "Is my love so untrustworthy for you?"

His pupils shrank sharply because of my words, and soon, he lowered his eyes to cover up the change of emotion.

I stroked his cheek, still smiling: "Actually, I never thought that you would forgive me so quickly. I am very happy that you agreed to my pursuit. I thought that the previous things would be wiped out, and there should be no barrier between us... ..."

I didn't continue talking, just rubbed his earlobe lightly.

Time passed slowly, and I waited for his answer.

For a long time, I heard his slightly hoarse voice.

"You told me before that you are a straight man, let me give you more time, and I shouldn't force you."

He smiled and said, "I have family matters to deal with, so I can't spend too much time with you. It's my fault to force you to make a decision, but I think you're blaming me for using a straight man as a shield."

"So, I give you back your freedom."

"I'm not gay. Before I fell in love with you, all the people I got along with were women, and I was also a straight man."

"If you don't like it, you don't like it. It has nothing to do with whether you are straight or not."

"I left you because I thought it was impossible for you to be with me at the time. You would only reject me over and over again, but I would never give up on you if you gave me one ten-thousandth hope. "

"I cherish every moment with you, but I will leave when I shouldn't be nostalgic."

"I don't mind being alone, at least—"

"It's more comfortable than loving you."

64. The two of us are a good match.

I licked my dry lips, feeling a little nervous inside, "Then you don't love me now?"

"Who knows."

He smiled slyly, "I know you don't like me now, but I am the real me now. So what if you know me? You won't like it."

He spread his hands, "Just skip it and accept that I am used to me. Is it more troublesome?"

I haven't heard that falling in love can save trouble, isn't this absurd?To save trouble, why should I fall in love?

How nice it is for me to be free and alone, but I dare not say it.

To treat our lover, we need to be tolerant and solve all troubles rationally.

Therefore, I smiled at him very doglegly: "You are right!"

He gave me a sneer, knowingly.

At night, I found that Liao Muqiu started writing and drawing alone in his room.

As soon as I approached, he closed the book and stared at me expressionlessly.

I silently looked back at him, only to feel that his actions had dealt an indelible and irreversible blow to my young, fragile and sensitive heart!

I'm going to blacken, I don't want to love anymore in this life.

I was heartbroken and asked Liao Muqiu: "Is there any secret that I cannot know?!"

"You said it was a secret. How can it be called a secret if you know it?"

I was speechless, and the spiritual blow was even deeper than before.

Seeing that I didn't speak, he said lightly: "Can you go out? It's quite in the way."

"..."

I feel deeply sad, he was not like this before, he wished he could cling to me all the time, confessing his love to me every second!

Sure enough, only not always in commotion?

Once you get it, throw it away like trash!

Isn't this a scumbag!

The more I thought about it, the sadder I became, and the more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and I yelled at him angrily: "Let's break up!"

Liao Muqiu raised his eyelids and looked at me indifferently: "Are you sick?"

"You scolded me." I said ruthlessly, "Break up."

He didn't talk nonsense with me at all, and immediately agreed: "OK."

"No."

I immediately confessed: "I mean - I miss you every second."

"Oh." He raised his chin and looked in the direction of the door, "Get lost."

I searched roughly in my heart, and felt another three points of pain in my heart. He never told me to fuck off before.

My sadness cannot be expressed in words, but I act decisively.

"Okay, good night baby."

What is my name?Of course the smart ones.

One day, when I was packing my luggage and preparing to go back for the New Year, Liao Muqiu suddenly handed me the book, "Read it when you have time."

"What's written here?" I asked him, "Is it related to you?"

"My past."

He said: "Don't you want to know? I don't want to say it, so I will write it for you."

I immediately ran to his room with the book in my hand, and couldn't wait to open it.

But the more I looked at it, the more my brows were furrowed, and the more I looked at it, the more irritable I became. Until later, I even just felt sad and distressed.

The story is not too long, and the words are very concise, but it took me more than three hours to read the story.

I don't know if what he wrote is the complete version, even if I only understand it one-sidedly, it makes me very worried and dare not talk about it.

I left the room, walked to the alley, and saw him taking a nap in the rocking chair as always.

In winter, there is no sun, and occasionally some fine sunlight shines through the thick clouds on the water surface in Liubeiqu, refracting sparkling.

This bit of sunshine can't stop the cold in winter. When the strong wind blows, people will tremble from the cold.

I don't understand why he always likes to come out to blow the air. Is this a kind of literary and artistic sentiment?

Literature and art is a disease that must be cured!Otherwise, a layman would see it as a pretense!

Pretentiousness is easy to be beaten, that is me, kind-hearted, in order to protect him, I deliberately included him in the pocket, regardless of the cause and effect, and escorted him.

Hey, it's overdone.

When I walked up to Liao Muqiu and hugged him without saying a word, when I buried my head in his neck, I even wanted to hold him in my arms for the rest of my life, not stepping into the secular world, not asking about the world of mortals.

In this way, he will not be coveted by others, but only belongs to me.

Liao Muqiu looked down at me and smiled, but didn't speak.

His slightly hazy laughter was really ambiguous in my ears.

I didn't think much of it, I raised my head and gave him a kiss.

I could even feel his warmth when my lips were touching, it was a bit cold, and I couldn't keep him outside to blow the air.

"What's wrong?" He asked first.

I sighed, "Uncomfortable."

I said, "You are so sought-after, and the pressure of competition is great."

He smiled and said, "You were not rare before."

"It's wrong, it's wrong, I care about you now."

I squeezed my throat and pretended to be coquettish and said: "I live for you, die for you, and wait for you for the rest of my life."

Liao Muqiu laughed in a good mood, and scolded me for being stupid.

I raised my hand and pinched his earlobe, and said seriously: "Don't keep talking about the past, the past is over, and now you have a new life, so you don't have to use the ground as a prison to tie yourself down."

I emphasized, "Whether