beautiful him

Everything that happened in the music classroom has become a treasure of Pingliang.

After that day, he and Qing Ju didn't become like friends either.The relationship with Qingju has experienced the fireworks display, the night of the game, and the music room, but there are only breakpoints left, but these breakpoints have not been connected into a line.Everything seems to be experienced only once in a lifetime, so it becomes more precious and worth remembering.

"It's so cold today—. I really want to eat Xuedaifu—"

"What you said is too contradictory, but I want to eat too."

During the lunch break, Shirota and Miki were joking around again for no reason.Although it was snowing outside and the temperature was low, the air-conditioned classroom was still very warm.Maybe he was going to order me to run errands again, just when Hirao was thinking so.

"Qingju, go buy it"

--Eh?

Hirao couldn't help turning his head.

"Yue Daifuku, two"

Shirota and the others gathered around Kiyoju's table, but Kiyoju kept ignoring them and playing with his mobile phone.

"Don't pretend you can't hear me"

"What's there, just run over and buy it."

Hirara stood up and walked to Shirota and the others.

"I'll go and buy"

"Huh? I didn't ask you to buy it"

"That's right, you always go to buy it, and occasionally ask Qingju to replace it. Ah, why don't Xiaop ask Qingju to buy something too? Qingju, there is also Xiaop's share, three snow big blessings"

Shirota raised his middle finger, "Isn't this San?" The others complained.Not knowing what was so funny, Shirota and the others laughed again, but Qingju still ignored their existence.

"Nah, hurry up"

Shirota began to get impatient, and Hirao quickly interjected.

"It's okay, I'll go. I'm used to it every day"

"Get out of the way. I'm talking to Qingju. Na, Qingju"

Shirota grabbed the collar of Kiyoi's school uniform, and Kiyoi, who had been completely ignoring them until now, also changed his face.Shaking off Shirota's hand, he stared at Shirota with sharp eyes.

"You give me enough time"

Just as Kiyoi clenched his fists and stood up, Hirao punched Shirota flying.Shirota fell down and knocked down the surrounding tables and chairs, and the girls around him screamed.

"What-"

Hirara straddled Shirota who was trying to get up, and beat him non-stop.I heard that hitting someone's own hand will hurt, this sentence is simply a lie.If you work too hard, you won't feel any pain.The mind stops thinking.Just dominated by the instinct to crush the opponent.His own breathing was very clear.Each punch gathered the strength of the whole body, and Hirara let out a beast-like roar.

"stop!"

Miki kicked Hirara to the ground.He looked down at Hirashi with fear on his face.Shirota, whose face was bloodstained, cried out.

"You, why are you suddenly crazy, you must be sick..."

Shirota's words aroused Hirao's anger again, and Hirao grabbed the leg of the chair beside him.Shirota immediately screamed in fright, "Stop!" Miki hugged Hirara tightly to keep him from moving.

"Shirota is covered in blood"

"Who's going to call the teacher?"

"I don't want to stay in this class anymore..."

The people in the class gathered in a circle and looked at themselves.

Qingju is also among them.His eyes were wide open with a dazed look on his face.

He probably felt that he was a dangerous person who would suddenly explode out of nowhere.However, he suspected that I was a stalker before, and besides, he thought I was a disgusting guy.It's just adding another negative impression, so what.

Hands hurt.It was only now that Pingliang recovered from the pain.

He didn't feel guilty about beating anyone.

Shirota did something unforgivable.

Violence is wrong anyway.

This kind of Madonna talk just doesn't make sense.Shirota trampled on Hirara's sanctuary.A blow to the mind is the same as a blow to the body.

Hirara sat on the ground and looked at his burning palm.

He didn't feel that he was helping Qingju.exactly the opposite.

Because of living in a clean house, he completed his self-rescue.He finally rescued the self who had been washed down by the sewage since he was a child.

The atmosphere of the classroom changed again.Shirota and the others no longer ordered Hirato to run errands, and were regarded as a cancer of the class.Although such a day hurts Pingliang's nerves, it is already hundreds of times better than before.

Shirota and the others no longer provoke Qingju.They were afraid that if they provoke Qingju again, Pingliang would suddenly explode again.They don't know what it means for a rabbit to bite when it's in a hurry.What a bunch of idiots.

Qing Ju's attitude was as indifferent as ever.He wasn't the type who liked to be lively in the first place, and his appearance of lazily playing with his mobile phone or reading comic books was the same as in the past.Hirao would not try to guess Kiyoju's true thoughts.Qingju is not something you can guess.

After school that day, the homeroom teacher called Hirashi and the others to the office individually to ask the reason for the incident.Although it was Hirashi who made the first move, the teacher seemed to realize that Hirao was usually bullied by Shirota and the others, so instead he seemed very concerned about Hirao.When the teacher said that he had noticed what was going on, Hirao didn't feel any joy in his heart, but he was saved from punishment.

Shirota and the others are always pretending to be innocent.He insisted that he didn't do anything, it was Hirao who suddenly went crazy for no reason, and in the end, no one was punished for this incident.

Pingliang just felt a little sorry for his parents.The normally honest Pingliang used violence, and my mother seemed to be hit hard by it.Knowing that he might be bullied because of his stuttering, his father suggested that Hirara be transferred to another school.Pingliang once again felt that he was loved by his family.So he can persist until now.

However, as long as Qingju is here, he will not transfer schools.

Nor will they refuse to go to school.

Hirao went to school as a matter of course today.

Hearing the news of suicide, his heart will no longer fluctuate too much.Because of his admiration for Qingju, Pingliang's heart is undergoing a revolution at a rapid speed.Love may not save the world, but it does save itself.Seeing the stupid couple kissing in the tram, Pingliang would only feel a sense of redemption, and would not want them to die as before.

Too late to make it to the fifth period, Hirara walked quickly through the corridor.There was almost no one in the corridor, just as Hirashi walked downstairs quickly, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Qingju turned around.Hirao couldn't help but stop, and Kiyoi also stood still.After staring at each other for a while, Kiyoi walked towards Hirara.He glanced at Hirashi as he passed by.With just one look, Pingliang immediately turned around and followed.

The two returned to the empty classroom when the bell for the beginning of the fifth class rang.

Kiyoi sat on the table by the window, and Hirara sat on the chair in front of Kiyoi.

"Today is not a music classroom"

From Hirara's position, he could only look up at Kiyoi.

"There are other classes taking place"

"Ah, that's it"

This was the first time the two met alone since the matter of the music classroom.Just entered February, looking out from the window is a piece of blue sky.Although it is still a bit cold, the sunlight coming in from the window still has a little warmth, which makes people feel satisfied without any words.

"Didn't you bring your camera today?"

Qingju asked suddenly.

"Ah, put it at home"

What, Kiyoju's tone was slightly disappointed, and Hirao couldn't help blaming himself this morning.If he knew that there would be such a good thing waiting for him today, he would definitely bring the camera.From tomorrow onwards, I must bring my camera with me every day.

"How was the photo taken last time?"

"Excellent. I didn't expect it. Prettier than a professional model."

"Have you ever photographed a professional model?"

"no"

"what"

"But I just know it. Definitely prettier than a professional model"

Hirao raised his head with envious eyes, and saw Kiyoi frowning.

"Don't do weird things with my photo"

"weird things?"

"masturbation"

Knowing Qingju's meaning, Hirara blushed suddenly.A crime he once committed in the past was suddenly exposed.After that time, he never masturbated thinking about Qingju again.

"... Seeing your reaction, you probably did it before."

Hirao raised his head reflexively.

"Just once"

"As expected!"

It's disgusting, Qingju shrinks back.

"I'm sorry, but I really did that one time, and I never did it again after that."

"The Devil Believes You"

"Really. After I did it, I regretted it very much. Qingju-kun shouldn't—"

"stop"

Kiyoi's hand was in front of Ping Liang, and Ping Liang shut his mouth in shock.

"Don't call me 'Qingju Jun', it sounds even more disgusting"

Hirao remembered that Kiyoi had indeed said that last time.

"Keep talking, and then what"

Urged by Kiyoi, Hirao was ashamed to continue explaining.

"Mr. Qingju, ah, no, Qingju should not be treated as the object of this kind of behavior. Qingju is my king, and I will be the last soldier to protect the king, so people like me cannot defile Qingju." I live there, but I did something like that with a picture of Qingju, and I feel so guilty..."

Kiyoi looked at Hirashi who was stammering his explanation with a speechless expression.

"Nah, what is the king? What is the last soldier? Is it a game? Or some keyword that cannot be searched, will it have any psychological impact?"

"No, no, how should I put it, that, forget it"

Ah, not only disgusting but also making myself uncomfortable.In order to wash away the crimes he committed, he exposed his spiritual world instead.If you want to restore your reputation, think about it, you don't have any reputation worth saving.

"You really like me"

Qingju muttered, and Hirao's face immediately lit up when he heard this.

"Yes! Ah, you finally understand? I like Qingju so much"

"What the hell. Can't even hear the sarcasm?"

Qingju picked up the pencil case on the table and tapped Hirao on the head.

"Yes, sorry"

"Well, it's nothing"

Said Qingju stretched out his hand.

"Want to kiss?"

Ping Liang's eyes widened.

"...Yes, is it possible?"

Unconsciously said honorifics.My face is so hot.The heart is also pounding.

"How is that possible, idiot"

Qingju smiled and retracted his hand.

"...haha, yes"

Just kidding.That's for sure, when Hirao was lost, Kiyomi extended his hand again.It's not as natural as before, but with a bit of a stiff feeling.

Hirao raised his head and looked at Kiyoi, as if he was asking for Kiyoi's approval.

Qingju looked away.

Might be playing tricks on me again.But it does not matter.I don't have any options.What Qingju gave me, whether it was honey or poison, I could only accept it wholeheartedly.

Trembling and holding Qingju's beautiful hand.Qingju did not escape.

The slender fingers seemed to be magnetic, attracting him to kiss his fingertips.There seemed to be a weak electric current passing through the fingertips, and his brain was numb as if it had been electrified.

"...Qingju, don't you think I'm scary?"

Maintaining a kissing posture, Hirara asked.Qingju's eyes were full of doubts.

"Suddenly broke out and beat people, everyone was afraid of me. Although the reason was different from before, everyone didn't want to get close to me"

Why ask this question.He has never regretted that incident, and even feels that the current situation is a hundred times better than the past.But why.Kiyoi looked down at Hirara who was like an abandoned dog with an expression of 'what are you talking about'.

"What are you talking about now? Peeping, stalking me, saying 'beautiful', 'like', and 'king', these inexplicable words, and masturbating with my photos, that scares me."

Ping Liang's face turned red.

"...I see. Haha, yes. Thank you."

"Why should I say thank you"

Kiyoi frowned, and Hirao squeezed out a smile with an expression on his face that was about to cry.

"As expected, Qingju is the most special to me"

Countless times, countless times to experience.Whether he stutters, speaks poorly, peeps, stalks, suddenly hits someone, or masturbates, Qingju has not changed from the beginning to the end.Regardless of whether the disgusting and annoying Ping Liang has value or not, whether it is good or bad, only Qing Ju's view of himself remains unchanged.Qingju definitely couldn't understand, what a happy thing this is.

"Thank you"

Ping Liang thanked again, then closed his eyes and kissed Kami Kiyoi's hand.Kiyoju didn't say a word, but he didn't reject Taira either.

After that, Qingju occasionally met Heping Liang alone.

If Kiyomi had a sudden idea, he would give Pingliang a look.So Ping Liang's attention should always be on Kiyoi.He always felt that if he missed Qingju's little signal, Qingju would never see him again.

To Pingliang's surprise, Kiyoi liked to be photographed, so he sneaked into the music classroom, or in the empty classroom after school, chatting about irrelevant topics while taking pictures.

On that day, Qingju chatted about his family, which was rare.Qingju's parents divorced a long time ago, and Qingju lived with his mother until the second grade of elementary school.My mother is very busy with work, and Qingju spends most of her time at home alone.The mother who works in the factory spends one-third of the time on night shift every month because of shift changes, and she doesn't go home until morning.

"I was only in the first grade of elementary school at that time. To be honest, I was scared to sleep alone."

Qingju Beng tightened his face, as if he was recalling the past, Hirashi held the camera with a smile on his lips.

"So I would turn on the TV and the light when I was sleeping. But once, when I woke up in the middle of the night, a late-night horror movie was playing on the TV, and I was almost scared to death. I immediately got under the quilt, afraid that if I leaked a little bit, I would be killed by ghosts. caught"

At that time, I almost died of heat in the quilt.Kiyoju's words made Hirara think of a little Kiyoju huddled under the quilt, and he couldn't help laughing out loud, and the hand that pressed the shutter trembled.

"Because I am often alone, I like TV very much. When I was young, I especially wanted to be on TV"

Qingju on the other side of the camera recalled the past and looked out the window.Hirara took a picture of his beautiful profile.

"On TV?"

"Because it looked happy. There were a lot of people and everyone was smiling"

Having said that, Qingju looked a little lonely with his hands behind his back and looking out the window.

"If you can enter that world, you can be an idol or a comedian."

Qingju said so.It turned out that there was such a story behind his composition "I want to be an idol" when he was in elementary school, and Ping Liang finally understood.Speaking of which, I wrote something when I was in elementary school.I don’t remember, it must have been written casually.There are no fond memories of every class in elementary school.

"I don't think Qingju is suitable to be a comedian"

"I feel so too"

"You don't say anything funny"

"That's really embarrassing."

Kiyoju pursed his lips in an awkward manner.This expression is also included in the camera.

"Even if you don't say funny things, Qingju itself is a special existence"

"Don't keep saying such disgusting things"

"sorry"

Qingju snorted and turned away.Puckered his lips slightly.Today's Qingju is very expressive.Hirara pressed the shutter button selflessly.Qingju spoke again.When Qingju was in the third grade of elementary school, his mother remarried.The stepfather is an ordinary white-collar worker but very gentle, and his mother soon gave birth to younger brothers and sisters with him.

"Qingju's siblings must all be pretty."

"very common"

"Isn't it like you?"

"I look like my real father"

Qingju's expression froze.Hirao couldn't help but regret why he asked this question.

I am the only one in the family who is not like anyone else.Hirao didn't know how Kiyoi was raised in his new home.If Qing Ju didn't say anything, he wouldn't speculate casually.

In order to forget this unpleasant question, Hirao quickly pressed the shutter.

"What about your family?"

"It's just an ordinary family. My father works in a company and my mother is a housewife. Because of my stuttering, I am always overprotective. I bought a SLR for me in elementary school. I didn't realize it until Qingju talked about it last time."

"But it's good to be able to become a hobby. It didn't waste your parents' painstaking efforts."

"how to say"

Hirao was noncommittal, and Kiyoi tilted his head and looked at him suspiciously from the camera.

“It’s all pictures that they can’t show them”

"Ah, it's true that the photos taken secretly are not allowed to be seen by others."

"No, it's not"

Qingju laughed.This moment was also captured by Hirao.

"You can't show it to your parents, is it from the dark department?"

"like a deserted street"

"Isn't that very common?"

Photograph the bustling city, and then erase human beings from it.He likes this dark work process, and the finished scenery seems to be punished by the gods.After he explained this, Qingju had a disgusted expression on his face.

"The more I get to know you, the more I feel that you are really disgusting"

"I feel it myself"

"Do you hate humans?"

Hirao thought for a while.

"If I really hated it, I wouldn't care so much, but I definitely don't like humans."

"what about me?"

Qingju's expression suddenly changed.He had known the answer for a long time, with a mischievous smile.The confident eyes immediately captured Ping Liang's heart.

"Qingju is special. It's different from everyone"

Hirara knelt down on one knee and took several photos in succession at an elevated angle.Then he focused on the beautiful hand that was placed in front of his eyes.Adjust the focus to achieve a sense of transparency.

"What are you clapping for?"

"I don't do anything. I want to take pictures because I'm pretty"

Above his head, Qingju snorted.The next moment, Kiyoi's hand disappeared in front of the camera.Ah, Hirashi put down the camera, it turned out that Kiyoi hid his hands behind his back.Kiyoju had a pure childlike smile, like a dog owner hiding a toy and playing with his dog.

"Want to shoot?"

"want to shoot"

When asked that, Hirara replied reflexively like a trained dog.As if to reward himself for doing a good job, Kiyoi placed his hand in front of Hirara's eyes.It was such a simple thing that filled Pingliang with joy.He forgot to take a picture and slowly approached.

Lips feel the warmth of Kiyoi's hand.

The sweetness is almost suffocating.

Qingju didn't say a word, and he didn't reject Pingliang.

Kissing Kiyoi's hand, Hirao thought about his relationship with Kiyoi.

There is no suitable word to explain the relationship between Qingju and himself.Even if the two meet alone like this, the relationship between him and Qingju is still at some breakpoints, and it cannot be connected and will not continue.

Relationships interact with each other, living alone will have an impact on oneself, but vice versa is absolutely impossible.So if there is anything that can compare the relationship between myself and Qingju, it is probably the believer's unilateral belief in the gods.Then you are a devout priest or monk, dedicating your life to Qingju.

"What are you thinking about in a trance?"

"I want to be a monk"

After answering this, Qingju had a complicated expression and muttered:

"You are really disgusting"

Winter is finally over, and the last spring of high school is just around the corner.