After the rain

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Song Qikun suddenly leaned over and grabbed the one that was at the corner of Shen Yan's lips.

"Why?" Shen Yan was a little surprised.

"Sneak attack." Song Qikun bent his eyes, and kissed him on the lips accurately, and it was instant with one touch.

Shen Yan laughed and held his hand tightly.

At the intersection more than ten meters away behind them, two figures stood stiffly watching this scene, the shadows under their feet merged with the shadows of the trees, and a stronger wind whizzed past, sweeping away all the warmth.

The moonlight is cold and the wind is broken.

Song Qikun went to Shen Yan's house to pet the cat for a while before returning to his own home. When changing his shoes, he arranged Wang Zhiyun's wedge leather shoes neatly, wondering why his mother was in such a hurry to enter the door?

"I'm back." He walked through the hallway and saw Wang Zhiyun sitting on the sofa in the living room, but turned a deaf ear to his words.

"Mom, have you gone to the supermarket?" There were shopping bags from the supermarket next to the tea table, Song Qikun walked over and took a look, there were several boxes of fresh milk on top.

Still did not get a response, he was puzzled, turned to look at the silent Wang Zhiyun, unexpectedly met a pair of cold eyes.

"……mom?"

Wang Zhiyun's face was bloodless, and imperceptible panic surged in his eyes.She stared at Song Qikun firmly, and asked each word at a time: "Let me ask you, what is your relationship with Shen Yan?"

Song Qikun's heart beat violently, and he immediately lowered his eyes to avoid her sight, and then smiled as if nothing had happened, with a relaxed tone: "Why do you ask that?"

Seems like it's just pure curiosity.

"Answer me." Wang Zhiyun's hands on his knees trembled slightly, and his eyes were slightly red.

Song Qikun slowly put away his smile, knowing in his heart that she must know something, so there is no point in denying it, "I am with him..."

Wang Zhiyun seemed a little out of breath, frowning in pain, opened and closed his lips a few times before he managed to make a sound: "How long?"

"More than half a year."

There was an uneasy silence, only Wang Zhiyun's trembling breathing could be heard.

After a while, she said, "Break up."

"Mom?" Song Qikun raised his eyes in astonishment, unable to believe the words he heard.

"I said break up!" Wang Zhiyun gritted his teeth, glanced at his pockets, every word and every word was persuasive: "Where's your phone? Call him now and tell him to break up."

Song Qikun took a step back defensively: "Why?"

His words and deeds undoubtedly hurt Wang Zhiyun's precarious nerves, she suddenly became excited, her voice raised a few degrees, "Why? You are dating a man, and you still ask me why? Song Qikun, why didn't I Find out you're gay? Do you know what you're doing?!"

Hearing the movement, Song Ye opened the study door. Seeing that the atmosphere between the mother and son was very tense, he hurried over to understand the situation: "What's wrong? What happened?"

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The incident happened suddenly, Song Qikun had no mental preparations, and Wang Zhiyun's reaction was unexpectedly fierce, which made him at a loss: "...Is it not possible?"

"No! The world does not accept it! The law does not allow it! Of course not! You will not have good results!"

Song Qikun was aware of the external pressure she mentioned, but he couldn't understand it from the bottom of his heart, "Why do you care about these? Isn't it enough if we fall in love?"

Love is a matter between two people, so why care about what other people think?

The scene in front of him was like a replay of memory, Wang Zhiyun's whole body was shocked, his expression was in a trance for a moment, endless grief and regret welled up from the bottom of his heart, and his voice was already choked up when he spoke again.

"You are...you are only sixteen or seventeen years old, do you understand what love is? Are you sure your love will last? Do you know how difficult this road is? When you walk on the street, someone looks at you strangely. Looking at you, pointing at your back, saying that you are sick, that you are disgusting, that you are dirty... Can you bear it? Can Shen Yan bear it? Have you thought about this?"

The more she spoke, the more frightened she became, and her hands shook violently, as if she had witnessed their future.

Song Ye hurriedly stepped forward and pressed her shoulder, patted her back and comforted her repeatedly: "Don't get too excited, calm down, calm down."

"You can't be together, I won't agree with you..." Wang Zhiyun murmured several times, with a flash of determination between his brows, he immediately got up and walked towards Song Qikun, and said sharply, "Where's your cell phone? I!"

Song Qikun dodged while tightly protecting the phone in his pocket, looking at her with strange eyes, "Mom! What are you doing?"

"You have to break up with him today. If you can't say it, I'll help you! Give me your phone!"

"Why? I don't know!"

Song Qikun moved flexibly and fled to places with complicated obstacles. Song Ye was worried that Wang Zhiyun would bump into each other, so he hurriedly stopped her in front of her, and said in a serious tone: "Okay, you two, calm down, calm down and talk about it. .”

Wang Zhiyun's eyes were red, and he wanted to kill this feeling at all costs: "If you don't break up with him, tomorrow my father and I will go to school to resign and take you out of here! You will never see him in your life !"

"Mom!" Song Qikun showed an unbelievable expression, his eyes gradually turned red, "Why do you insist on forcing me like this?"

Wang Zhiyun and Song Ye also had a relationship from their student days, so their family did not prohibit puppy love. The couple just taught their son to be dedicated, responsible, gentle and considerate to girls, and Respect each other, don't cross the border before you are a minor, don't slacken your studies when you are in love, and urge each other to make progress together...

It's just a change of gender, and all this can't be counted, and he can't even love.

Having grown up so big, he only likes Shen Yan, and only this one, if he loses it, he will lose it.

He can't let go.

But Wang Zhiyun pressed on every step, his eyes were bloodshot, and the tears that flowed out seemed to be stained red.Her face was full of sadness, as if she had exhausted all her strength, she no longer forced her with stern voices, but begged repeatedly in a fragile and embarrassing manner.

"I beg you, I beg you to break up with him, okay? Mom begs you..."

Song Qikun was stiff all over, staring at her in a daze, unable to utter a word.

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Wang Zhiyun took Song Qikun's cell phone and sent Shen Yan a breakup message, and quickly deleted it without waiting for a reply. The phone and text messages were blocked, and Song Qikun's tablet and computer were also confiscated.

She was determined to cut off this wrong road, so she called Song Qikun to ask for two days off, told him not to go anywhere during this period, and forced him to agree personally - never to see Shen Yan again, never to have anything to do with him again involve.

Song Qikun refused to speak at first, his eyes reddened from crying were dim, and he stared at the void in a daze.Wang Zhiyun once again threatened to transfer to another school and resign. Seeing his desperate expression, she couldn't help but shed tears, holding his hand and begging.

She knew that her son was easy to soften his heart, and that he didn't want to see his parents sad. Compared with a relationship with which he didn't have a deep relationship, close relatives connected by blood would be his final choice.

"I promise you." Song Qikun did as she wished.

He stayed at home in a daze for two days, couldn't sleep all night, and didn't have any communication equipment. When Wang Zhiyun went out to class, he still locked the door at ease, for fear that he would sneak out.

During this period, Song Ye had a heart-to-heart talk with him, and after all, he wanted him to listen to Wang Zhiyun.

In addition, he filled out an application form for accommodation, and after passing it the next day, Wang Zhiyun asked him to pack up and move to school.

The dormitory in his class was full, so he moved into a mixed dormitory with few people living there. After finishing housekeeping, he went to have lunch. In the afternoon, he went to register for the dormitory and cancel the commuter card. Wang Zhiyun accompanied him all the way.

Song Qikun was dizzy, and felt breathless after walking two steps. His forehead and eyeballs hurt suddenly, and he felt uncomfortable everywhere in his body. He felt like he was about to suffocate to death.

Wang Zhiyun sent him back to the dormitory to rest, and reminded him cruelly again before leaving: "Kun'er, you can't break your promise to me."

Song Qikun huddled on the narrow iron bed, facing the wall, buried his face deep in his arms, clenched his fist against his heart that was about to burst in pain, and replied in a low voice, "Yes."

Wang Zhiyun made up the reason for asking for leave because he was sick and hospitalized. Song Qikun received a lot of greetings and concerns as soon as he entered the classroom. He forced a smile and fulfilled the lie.

The progress of the class was fast, and he missed a lot of content when he asked for leave, so he borrowed Liu Xinrong's notes to make up, and there was no rest between classes.

Liu Xinrong paid attention to his expression, hesitated for a long time, and asked: "You asked for leave... Didn't you tell Shen Yan?"

The tip of the pen almost pierced the paper, Song Qikun tried his best to maintain his composure on the surface, "I said, what's wrong?"

"He has been here many times in the past two days, and asked if you have come to class." Liu Xinrong turned her head to look at the back door, and said slightly, "Here, here it is again."

Song Qikun unconsciously held his breath, turned his head stiffly, and saw Shen Yan's indifferent face and those dark and quiet eyes.

Time slowed to a standstill, and the noise in the ear went away. The two of them looked at each other in the air, as if there were thousands of mountains and rivers lying between them, and their hearts could no longer communicate.

After a while, Shen Yan quietly turned and left.

Song Qikun woke up as if he had just woken up from a dream, and got up in a panic to chase after him. There was a loud noise when the tables and chairs collided, and pens and books fell to the ground.

Shen Yan walked very fast, limped and didn't care about the eyes of others, and almost ran in the end.

Usually at this time, Song Qikun would take him to the playground for a run, and he had to get there quickly.

"Baby!" Song Qikun caught up with him by the fence of the playground, grabbed his arm but was thrown away, and went ahead to block his way.

Shen Yan kept walking and bumped into him.

A pain that goes deep into the bone marrow.

The two gasped for breath, and neither of them could speak for a while.