Long Island High School

This was the first time he wore casual clothes in front of He Wenzhou, a white shirt and black trousers, still looking like a student.He Wenzhou had a lot of fluff, he wore a floral shirt that was very suitable for the beach, a pair of white shorts, and a pair of sunglasses and waited in the car for a long time.

As soon as Song Jing got into the car, he leaned over and kissed him.

Song Jing still had the mint taste in his mouth after brushing his teeth, saying that he was not scolding him, and could only remain silent.

"Have you had breakfast?"

"Ah."

Song Jing's routine was normal, and he had three meals on time. It looked like he hadn't slept all night.

"What about you?"

"I'm so hungry, I was so excited that I didn't sleep at two o'clock last night."

Song Jing looked out the window: "That's why you sent me so many text messages."

In the morning, his Motorola vibrated on the bed like a madman, and He Wenzhou got in messages one after another.

There was also a letter from a stranger mixed in, still in the same tone.

[Honey, I miss you...]

This is the third article recently, and he posted it very restrainedly. He still glanced at it and ignored it.

He Wenzhou clamored to eat steamed buns, so they went to an old store first, and the car couldn't go in, so they had to park outside.The two got out of the car and turned around in the alley. There was a long queue at the roadside stalls. Song Jing stood in the shade and really didn't understand what it meant to have to queue for a meal.

But He Wenzhou seemed to enjoy it, and bought him a cup of red bean smoothie, and 10 minutes later, he was at a small table by the side of the road, swallowing a small steamed bun in one gulp.

Song Jing asked him: "Where are you going next?"

He Wenzhou said, "Where do you want to go?"

Song Jing was at a loss: "I don't know."

He Wenzhou said: "You haven't come out to play, have you?"

Song Jing stared at him blankly.

He Wenzhou smiled into his shoulders: "Brother, you are so cute."

Song Jing has never played, and will not know how to play.Song Jing was no shorter than him, tall and tall, he was very heroic when he was serious, and even a bit inhuman and cold.

He Wenzhou put his arm around his shoulder and said, "It's okay, I'll play with you."

Song Jing pushed his hand down.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys are growing faster every day. After taking off their school uniform, they look like adults.

He Wenzhou drove to the beach, and when he arrived at a certain pier, he changed the ferry again.The wind from the sea blows over, the waves roll and beat, and the seagulls chase after them in one piece.There were people fishing in the sea in the distance, Song Jing was standing by the railing, the wind blew his hair up, He Wenzhou looked at him, and found it very interesting.

After getting off the ferry, it was a small island, and the two walked along the beach.The natural beach, the sea water is green, and it is another scene compared to the sea seen in the city.

He Wenzhou bought soda, but Song Jing didn't drink it.There are paragliders on the beach, beach volleyball, speedboats, and a group of big girls lying on the beach and sunbathing.Song Jing just watched with two eyes and did not participate in any projects.

He Wenzhou was driving a dune buggy, and he didn't want it if he was asked to come up.On the road, I changed to a small motorcycle.The air along the coastal road was fresh, and it had just rained on the island. The two rode a small motorcycle to enjoy the scenery.

He Wenzhou said: "Brother, let me give you a ride."

Song Jing frowned: "No need."

He Wenzhou said: "Then you can give me a ride."

Song Jing said: "You have never finished."

He Wenzhou muttered: "It's not cute."

Even so, the two had a great time on this small island.Song Jing has lived in this city for more than ten years, and never knew that there is a small island here, and it is so well developed.The waves are beating on the reef, and there are old people fishing and children playing in the sand on the shore.Song Jing's eyes were busy, looking at the beautiful scenery behind him, the rolling hills, in the undeveloped area, the red roofs left over from the colonies echoed the modern bars and tea towns, forming a peculiar architectural style.

It was almost noon, and He Wenzhou took him into a tavern.The tavern has a simple design in black, white and gray, with a marble bar counter, European-style decorative chandeliers, and many empty wine glasses above the head.When you enter the door, you can choose wine and order food. They came early and there were not many people.He Wenzhou found a place to sit down on his own, facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, where he could see the entire sea view.

Under the window, there are sea lions and dolphins raised by the owner here, swimming in the water or flapping their forelimbs on the shore.The sound made by the white dolphin seems to be in the aquarium.

Beside the window is a black leather sofa and a brown coffee table, and the light is relatively dark.He Wenzhou liked to sit at the bar, and Song Jing followed suit.He was still watching, without any superfluous expression.

He Wenzhou looked at the wine first, and took bottle after bottle from the wine cabinet.They come in various colors and packages. Song Jing thinks they look good in bottles, packages, and colors inside. They don't look like wine, but various unknown drinks, each of which is a collectible.There are Japanese characters and Korean characters on the label. He Wenzhou chose a few bottles and asked the guy behind the bar to make a glass of white, put ice cubes in it, and there were small bubbles inside, and pour it into a pear-shaped cup. inside.

Song Jing said, "I don't drink alcohol."

He Wenzhou himself mixed a cup of yellow-orange, and put two ice cream balls in a small square bowl.

Then began to serve small meals, a cold sashimi, a smoked fish, which is delicious with tofu, a grilled beef, bright red, and two pumpkin and sweet potato soups.Each small plate is exquisite, bright in color, and very delicious to look at.

"It's sparkling water, try it."

Song Jing took a sip, and it did feel more like a drink, a little sweet and a bit alcoholic.

He looked at He Wenzhou, and He Wenzhou laughed loudly: "Just drink a little, I don't have anything to do in the afternoon."

Song Jing retorted: "Is it just for fun?"

He Wenzhou scooped a small spoonful of ice cream and fed him a mouthful: "Ouba, don't be so tense, isn't it just to play when you come out?"

"Just play, no need to do anything."

Because no one saw it, and even the staff disappeared after finishing their work, Song Jing just ate the ice cream.

"We can drink here, eat ice cream, look at the sea view, and enjoy a rare vacation, okay?"

"That's just for your fun."

He Wenzhou looked out the window coldly: "No matter what class of people they are, they just want to improve their happiness and enjoy life."

He was able to talk to Song Jing so calmly and equally, and Song Jing could understand.Thanks to Song Jing's indifference to material things, he is neither surprised nor envious of the world he brought to him that is higher than his environment.This is rare. He Wenzhou met many people who changed in front of money, or those who were envious, jealous, cowardly, or distorted... As soon as they opened their mouths, he knew what kind of ugly souls they were, let him pinch them The nose is too dirty.

But Song Jing didn't change much, he was at ease, he was not without timidity, but he showed it openly.Two eyes look at everything around, but they are integrated with the environment here.

Song Jing showed wisdom and maturity beyond ordinary classmates, which made He Wenzhou feel that he was qualified to talk to him.

"So you're a hedonist."

He Wenzhou peeled a piece of smoked fish and fed it to him: "I don't have any ideals, but there's nothing wrong with having fun."

"No, if a person has no goals, no ideals, and only cares about pleasure, then what is the meaning of his life?"

"What about you, what is your ideal?"

Song Jing thought for a while, then shook his head: "I don't know yet."

"But I know what to do and what not to do."

He Wenzhou smiled sullenly: "Ouba, do you have to be so serious?"

Song Jing raised his eyebrows, expressing that he could not talk about this topic.

At that time, the Korean wave was popular, and many Korean groups would come to the mainland to hold concerts.Of course Song Jing knew what Ouba meant, but he didn't intend to talk about it.

Because He Wenzhou is the type to shine when given some sunshine, he doesn't intend to spoil him.

He Wenzhou took his hand, asking him to face himself face to face.

"Come on, let me ask you, how do you feel about the recent change?"

Song Jing saw that he was going to have a long talk, so he also became serious.

"what?"

"Aren't you happy playing with everyone?"

Song Jing said without hesitation, "Happy."

"There are two big bugs following you, and you are protecting them. Are you happy?"

Song Jing thought for a while and said, "Happy."

"Are you happy to fall in love with me?"

Song Jing smiled: "Happy too."

"That's it!"

He Wenzhou went over to kiss him, Song Jing was afraid of being seen, his face was hot.

"So proper hedonism, what do you think?"

"not bad."

The two laughed softly.

Song Jing said again: "You are right, I am narrow-minded. But pleasure and practicality need to be viewed together, and I am more inclined to be practical."

He Wenzhou fed him another sip of pumpkin soup: "Let's leave your practicality as yesterday, face me now, and fall in love with me, you have to have fun, and you can have fun as you like."

Song Jing couldn't say enough about him, but he also laughed.

"it is good."

Song Jing thought that the pumpkin soup was better, and the sweet potatoes in it were not like sweet potatoes at all, but looked like a piece of meat, and the roast tasted just right.

He Wenzhou took a bite, and while no one was feeding it to his lips, the two shared the piece of sweet potato.

"Don't be afraid, this is He Yu's property, no one will come."

Only then did Song Jing realize that this place was owned by the He family, and it could afford to raise dolphins and sea lions. He got to know the He family a little better.

They kissed lingeringly for a while, and then fed each other beef. He Wenzhou liked to eat sashimi, so he didn't move, so he asked him to feed.

It also needs to be eaten with various dipping sauces, but Song Jing couldn't get around him, so he had to feed them piece by piece.After waiting for him to finish eating, the two sat by the window, the breeze was blowing, and there was pleasant music playing in the tavern, which made people feel drowsy.

He Wenzhou couldn't stay still, so he squeezed into his sofa again, wrapped his arms around Song Jing's waist, and slept on his shoulder.

Song Jing patted his cheek, feeling the slightly drunken breath from his breath, and his body didn't feel lazy.

Both of them drank some wine, as if they were in the fog, and felt that the quiet relationship at this moment was more intimate than the cheating in the equipment room.

Afterwards, Song Jing followed him and opened it a little bit, and went to watch a movie in an open-air cinema. They stayed in the car, kissed and watched, and hugged each other after the kiss. He Wenzhou kept kissing his ears; Playing King of Fighters on the computer, Song Jing always lost at the beginning, but he refused to admit defeat. After playing a few times, He Wenzhou was beaten all over the floor; he went to the music festival with his friends, listening to a band on the beach Roaring on the grass in the summer, a group of them ran out laughing and laughing. He Wenzhou had oil paint on his face and a headband, and gently pinched his face...

"Brother, are you happy?"

"happy."

"I can make you happier!"

Then it was He Wenzhou who made him happy, He Wenzhou who opened his heart, let him have many firsts, He Wenzhou who did many things that he never thought of before, and he saw him standing with Ling Yan at the school Under the shade of the tree, Ling Yan held a cup of Shuangpi Nai and fed him mouthfuls. He was absent-mindedly eating and chatting with others, so the pain was so vivid...