Xijian

As soon as the bell rang for the end of evening self-study, Zhang Chi rushed to the door of the classroom leaning on crutches, but walking on crutches was too slow, so he simply hugged two crutches, hopped on one foot and squeezed through the crowd towards the stairs.

Wen Shao called him from behind carrying his schoolbag, but Zhang Chi pretended not to hear.

But going down the stairs was still too difficult for one foot to relax, so he had no choice but to set up his crutches again and move down slowly step by step.

Wen Shao finally caught up with him.

"What's your temper? Can't you wait for me? Give me your hand and I'll help you down."

Zhang Chi ignored him and continued to go downstairs quickly.

Wen Shao took care of the students around him, held back his anger and accompanied him all the way to the first floor.

Wen Shao said, "I'm going to ride the e-donkey, you wait here for me."

But when Wen Shao came out of the underground garage, Zhang Chi had long since disappeared.Wen Shao held back his anger, cursed and rode on the e-Donkey, and finally found Zhang Chi at the school gate.

"Zhang Chi, what's wrong with you! You were fine at dinner, how can you turn your face when you turn your face?"

Zhang Chi had a cold face, his mouth was pursed into a slit, his eyes were looking straight ahead, and he swung his cane quickly with both hands, without even looking at Wen Shao.

"If you want me to take care of me, didn't you receive the love letter? Didn't they ask you to meet on the playground? You go! Why do you care about me!"

Wen Shao was simply baffled: "What's wrong? Am I the only one who has ever received love letters? Have you ever confiscated them? Have no girls confessed to you? You are more fucking popular than me. Well, I only received two love letters in two years." Love letters, have you counted how many you have received? Why are you so nervous?"

Zhang Chi suddenly stopped and shouted at Wen Shao: "I didn't ask them to give it to me!"

Wen Shao was stunned for two seconds, then pushed the little e-donkey to keep up with him, and said softly, "Why are you still wronged? I don't blame you... Don't your legs hurt after walking for so long? I'll ride a bike to see you off."

Zhang Chi still refused to talk to him, and walked all the way to the downstairs of his own community with his neck stuck.

The evening self-study in the third year of high school was already very late, and with Zhang Chi’s 20-odd minutes of dawdling, it was almost 11:30 now, and the neighborhood was quiet, with no one around.

Seeing that Wen Shao was still pushing the cart behind, Zhang Chi couldn't help but say, "Why are you following me?"

Wen Shao parked the eMule on the side of the road and followed him into the corridor: "I'll take you upstairs."

Zhang Chi turned his head and stared at him: "You are crazy! I will take the elevator by myself."

Wen Shao was so angry that she gritted her teeth, punched him on the shoulder, pushed him against the wall, and then reached out to snatch his crutch.

Zhang Chi held the crutch and refused to give it to him: "Give it back to me!"

Wen Shao didn't say a word, just stared at him and secretly exerted force on his hands.

Zhang Chi felt aggrieved, he became ruthless, and with a little recklessness, he yelled at Wen Shao with red eyes: "You let go, or I will kiss you if you don't let go!"

In the enclosed space in the corridor, there was an echo when he spoke, and Zhang Chi's words "I will kiss you if you don't let go" echoed loudly and countless times in the narrow space.

Zhang Chi saw Wen Shao stunned for a moment and blushed. He waited for Wen Shao to let go, but two seconds later, Wen Shao suddenly snatched his crutch away, and raised his arm as if to set it up.

Zhang Chi became angry all of a sudden, he clamped the arm around Wen Shao's neck forcefully, and when Wen Shao turned his head to stare at him, he lowered his head and kissed him.

In fact, it can't be called a kiss at all, because Zhang Chi doesn't know how to kiss, he just simply pressed his lips on Wen Shao's lips.

——Too soft, unbelievably soft, so soft that Zhang Chi felt that their quarrel was all his fault.

I don't know how long we kissed like this, Zhang Chi backed away slowly, he realized it later, Wen Shao didn't seem to resist.

Wen Shao didn't resist, but his expression was very serious.

Zhang Chi regretted it.

He looked at Wen Shao who was close at hand, and suddenly felt that they would never get so close again.

"Aren't you going to explain?" Wen Shao asked, still letting Zhang Chi hold his shoulders without moving.

Zhang Chi's courage was exhausted, he didn't dare to look Wen Shao in the eyes, he let go of his hand, said sorry in a low voice, and wanted to reach for his crutch.

Wen Shao gave it to him, and watched him take the crutches and walk towards the elevator step by step.

The elevator came down from the 4th floor, quickly stopped on the 1st floor, and opened the door to Zhang Chi.

Before Zhang Chi entered the elevator, he suddenly heard Wen Shao talking behind him.

"Zhang Chi, you are a coward. You have kissed me. Is it so difficult to say that you like me?"

Zhang Chi turned his head abruptly.

Under the dull orange fluorescent light, Wen Shao still had a serious face, but his face was red, his eye sockets were red, and his lips were red too, which made his seriousness look more like a bluff.

"You don't care if I take off your clothes in front of you, you don't care if I copy your homework, every day I pick you up to and from school, it depends on your face, now I kiss you and you still don't speak, Zhang Chi, you are a fucking bastard!"

The elevator door slowly closed behind him.

Zhang Chi threw away his crutches, hopped on one foot and rushed to Wen Shao, took his face and gnawed it hard.

Sometimes Zhang Chi would fantasize about inconspicuous things in classes that he didn’t understand, such as buying a rehearsal and winning a prize of 500 million, or the end of the world, Mars hitting the earth, stripping Wen Shao until he admitted that he liked Zhang Chi.

Then one day when he was listening to a rock song, his blood suddenly ignited, and he felt that the man who dared to realize his dream is a real man, so he began to insist on buying a 5 yuan scratch-off music every day after school at noon. After a month, he lost 135.

Zhang Chi regretted giving up his lottery dream, and instead pinned his hopes on Mars hitting the earth.

However, Mars didn't wait, he waited until Wen Shao confessed his love to him.

That night Zhang Chi spent the whole night dancing in the bedroom with his headphones on, and stood downstairs in his own house in good spirits early the next morning, waiting for Wen Shao to pick him up.

Wen Shao blushed as soon as he saw him, he was deliberately strong and calm, trying to keep his face expressionless as usual, but Zhang Chi threw away his crutches and rushed towards him like a lunatic.

"What are you doing so early in the morning! There are so many people watching!" Wen Shao hurriedly pushed him onto the back seat of the eMule.

Zhang Chi went crazy sitting on the back seat, kicking his legs while screaming strangely. Wen Shao thought he was ashamed and almost threw him out of the car.

During the short 3-minute journey to school, Zhang Chi was so happy that he wanted to cheer everyone.

He doesn't want to win the lottery, and he doesn't want the end of the world, he only wants Wen Shao.

But how could such a good thing happen?

Zhang Chi was worried that he was dreaming, so he would suddenly grab Wen Shao's hand during class and force him to interlock his fingers with him, as if to confirm his existence; or when going to the bathroom, he would suddenly pull Wen Shao into Kissing in the cubicle, while making jokes with the classmates outside, he kissed Wen Shao so hard that his legs couldn't stand up straight.

A relaxed heart lands on a Saturday night in late July.

That day he went to the hospital to take off the protective gear on his legs, and then took Wen Shao to a small remote hotel.

He fucked Wen Shao and made him cry while saying he loved him.

Wen Shao's white body was ruined by Zhang Chi, and Zhang Chi had no regrets, he had already thought of what to do.

Zhang Chi was soaked in a honeypot throughout the summer vacation.

He wished to tell the whole world that he was in a relationship with Wen Shao, but this was impossible, so he could only vent his enthusiasm on Wen Shao instead.

On Qixi Festival, Zhang Chi gave Wen Shao a box of hazelnut chocolates, but Wen Shao completely forgot about it, so Zhang Chi took him to a small hotel on the weekend to ask for ten times the reward.

Afterwards, Zhang Chi hugged Wen Shao crookedly: "My wife, I love you so much, I love you so much. I am so happy now, just like..."

Zhang Chi's Chinese is not good, so it took him a long time to think of a metaphor: "It's like the hazelnut chocolate is heated in your pocket, and it becomes sticky. When you squeeze it out of the wrapping paper, you will see the hazelnut and me. Lie in there."

Wen Shao gave him a speechless expression: "It's a bit disgusting."

The summer remedial classes are coming to an end, Zhang Chi felt for the first time that the summer in Xijian was so short, even though he tried hard to hold the time with Wen Shao tightly in his hands, it still seeped out through his fingers, and there was no way to avoid it. avoidable.

The last round of test results came out during the summer vacation, Zhang Chi was ranked last, and Wen Shao fell out of the top [-] of the grade. The head teacher called them both to the office and said that they would change seats for them.

Zhang Chi almost threw his crutches away: "Don't worry, teacher, Wen Shao just made a mistake, and he will definitely get back in the exam next time!"

The homeroom teacher laughed angrily: "Is this Wen Shao's fault? Who always asks him to talk in class? One and a half hours of self-study every night, and you stick to him for an hour. If I don't separate the two of you, can you You can't even get him into college!"

Zhang Chi was in a hurry: "How is that possible! Teacher, don't talk nonsense, I... I'll change it, I won't talk to him again, I keep a distance from him, next time he will definitely be in the top [-] of the grade, no, the top ten of the grade! But please don't let us get separated."

The homeroom teacher frowned: "Zhang Chi, look at yourself! I transferred Wen Shao to your side so that he could pull you up, but what happened? Not only did you not come up, but you also dragged Wen Shao down!"

Zhang Chi: "I..."

"Teacher." Wen Shao, who had been standing silently by the side, said, "I've been a little slack during this time, and I admit my mistake to you, but I know my level, and I can still improve, so can Zhang Chi."

Zhang Chi looked back at him in surprise.

The head teacher also set his sights on Wen Shao.

"Teacher, please give us another month. After one month, I will be in the top [-] of the grade, and Zhang Chi will be in the bottom [-] of the grade." Wen Shao's tone was very soft, but it sounded particularly powerful.

Zhang Chi looked at Wen Shao, and a burst of strength suddenly sprouted from his limbs. There were still nine months before the college entrance examination, and he felt that he might be able to fight for Wen Shao.

Finally, under repeated assurances from Zhang Chi and Wen Shao, the class teacher agreed to temporarily move their seats.

After school, the two pushed the car all the way home.

The two of them were in the adjacent neighborhood, Zhang Chi's family arrived first, and they bid farewell at the stairs.

Zhang Chi asked: "Where do you want to take the college entrance examination?"

Wen Shao: "Beijing."

Zhang Chi wailed: "Then I'll try my best, at least get the second copy in Beijing."

Wen Shao smiled: "Don't be afraid, I will help you."

They were about to part, Zhang Chi was reluctant to let him go, he stared straight into Wen Shao's eyes, and suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Wen Shao, come to my house for dinner."

Wen Shao froze for a moment: "Next time."

Zhang Chi gritted his teeth and didn't care about this topic any more: "Then you wait for me here at two o'clock in the afternoon, and we will go to school together."

"Okay, then I'm leaving." Wen Shao waved at him, got on the bike and left.

Zhang Chi stood there and watched him until he turned a corner and left the community.

"Ka—very good, congratulations to Mr. Ye Shaohuai for finishing it!"

Half of the crew rushed over, hugging hugs, sending flowers, saying goodbye.

Zong Yingchi couldn't squeeze in anymore, so he just waited at the end.

Ye Shaohuai's schedule is very fast, I heard that the plane is only three hours away, after saying goodbye to everyone, I will go straight to the airport after changing clothes.

Zong Yingchi sat on the prop bicycle and watched him from a distance.

Ye Shaohuai will be 30 years old in a year, but his delicate appearance and modest temperament make him look very small, and it is completely compatible to play a high school student. Coupled with his skillful acting skills, he is better than the 23-year-old Zong Yingchi More like a high school student.

At this time, Ye Shaohuai was still wearing the high school uniform in the play, which was exactly the same as Zong Yingchi's. The material was light and breathable, and it was white, and the lines of the body could be faintly revealed in the sun.

Zong Yingchi began to stare at Ye Shaohuai's waist in a daze.

Ye Shaohuai chatted with the director and assistant director for more than ten minutes, then looked back at Zong Yingchi.

Zong Yingchi noticed his gaze in an instant, got off the bicycle, and walked towards him.

"Brother Shao."

Zong Yingchi stood still in front of Ye Shaohuai. He was a little taller than Ye Shaohuai, but he would subconsciously arch his back, showing an unconscious obedience.

He respects Ye Shaohuai very much, and no one in the crew does not respect Ye Shaohuai.

Ye Shaohuai was born as a child star, became famous at a young age, and has superb acting skills. He won all the awards he could win before the age of 30. The key is his easy-going personality. Most of the entertainment circles are his friends.

So when Zong Yingchi heard that Ye Shaohuai was going to act in the same-sex movie "Xi Jian", he thought it was another artist with the same name and surname, but only after meeting him did he find out that it was actually him.

Ye Shaohuai's eyes are very pale, Zong Yingchi will have a strange feeling when he looks into these eyes, as if he was chosen and special.

This feeling is addictive, after the first time, I want to have the second time, the third time...

"Xiao Chi, I have to go."

Zong Yingchi took a deep breath, and opened his arms towards Ye Shaohuai with a smile: "Give me a hug, Brother Shao."

Ye Shaohuai gave all the bouquet in his arms to the assistant behind him, and then wrapped his arms around his waist.

"The performance was great. The last sentence of inviting me to dinner was very good. I was already ready to leave the scene. You suddenly said this sentence, which scared me so much that I almost missed it."

Zong Yingchi didn't speak, just bowed his head and hugged him.

Ye Shaohuai patted him on the back and said with a smile: "It's like this for the first time acting, it will be difficult for a while, it will get better slowly, and the next one will be your highlight, I am optimistic about you, come on. "

"I can't bear you, Brother Shao..."

The director and crew were all watching, but Zong Yingchi couldn't help it.

Wen Shao in the play is leaving, and Ye Shaohuai outside the play is also leaving.

Ye Shaohuai comforted him: "It's not that I won't see you anymore, don't you have my mobile phone number? We will keep in touch in the future, if you have any questions, please call me, okay?"

Ye Shaohuai gently pushed him, but did not push him away, so he patted his back again.

"It's okay, it's fine."

Zong Yingchi let go, and Ye Shaohuai looked at his expression, but his eyes were a little red, but he didn't cry.

"I'm leaving."

Zong Yingchi nodded: "Brother Shao, go slowly."

Ye Shaohuai finally waved to the crew and left by car.

Zong Yingchi stared at the car for a long time until he couldn't see it at all.

The director patted him on the shoulder: "Hurry up and prepare, we will continue to the next scene in 10 minutes."

Zong Yingchi rubbed the corner of his eyes: "Okay."