I got four guys to take the initiative

The air in the classroom is a little quiet.

It was midsummer at this time, and it was a quarter past six in the afternoon, and the sun was still high in the sky, and the cool breeze that made people crave came in through the crack of the window, and opened the homework on the table.

However, Feng didn't turn over a few pages, and closed the pages heavily with one hand. The strength was a bit exaggerated, but it was not intentional, just showing anxiety.

"Lu Ziyao?" The voice of the boy who closed the book was full of uncertainty, and he stood up from his seat, "How could it be you?"

"What's wrong? Are you really sleepy?"

The boy named Lu Ziyao blinked, then reached out and touched the boy's forehead, "You won't suffer from heatstroke, will you?"

It's just that he didn't expect that the hand that was stretched out was caught without being drawn back.

The whole process lasted for about several seconds. Lu Ziyao slowly looked at his buddy several times, and exerted some strength with his hand, but he was not willing to pull it back after all.

He just asked patiently, "What's the matter?"

Lu Ziyao's question was very ordinary, but it was very sincere.He is so sincere that no matter how the boy answers, he will find a way.

Because he cares, cares about this person, once a person cares about someone, he will unknowingly spread some unnecessary worries.

Especially the love that cannot be dispelled, I can only, and only dare to vent a little bit like this.

Lu Ziyao was waiting for the other party's answer, but his eyes kept falling on the young man's face. Instead, he looked at him. Look at this boy, the collar of his school uniform was dirty, and he didn't know how to be lazy for a few days without washing...

I have to go to his house this weekend, he thought with some disgust.

He went on to look at the boy's pen case, and the pen was not covered, so he must have lost it somewhere.

Why is he so forgetful? If this problem doesn't change, who will help him in the future?

Lu Ziyao suddenly circled himself in.

Why is he thinking about this?They are now sophomores in high school, but he thought of a place so far away.

I wish I never graduated.

"Impossible, I must be dreaming, well, I was dreaming."

Unexpectedly, the boy's eyes turned red suddenly, and he still didn't answer his words.

Lu Ziyao was only stunned for half a second, then squatted down, holding the boy's hand tightly.

"Lin An, what's wrong with you? Who bullied you? What happened?"

The boy named Lin An was silent for a long time.

"It's okay, I just feel... I seem to have a fucking long, long dream."

Then he suddenly felt that his hand was grabbed by the other party, very tightly, like it was tightly held in the palm of his hand.

"Lu Ziyao, hit me." Lin An looked at him, his eyes full of longing, "Am I really awake now?"

Lu Ziyao rolled his Adam's apple, focusing on that hand.

It's annoying, he shouldn't be distracted.But, Lin An's hands are so soft, hell!

The hand he wanted to hold in his dreams, now let him hold it.And it wasn't by accident, according to his silent count, he has already taken four eight beats!

Lu Ziyao took a deep breath in spite of himself, and instead of answering Lin An's question, he pinched himself with another hand - yes, he must be dreaming, right?

After a long time, he followed Lin An with wide eyes, digesting the dreamlike facts over and over again, and finally he was willing to speak, "Lin An, what's wrong with you?"

"Did you read too many comics and dreamed of strange things?"

Lu Ziyao thought, as far as he knew, last year when Lin An first started watching "Ghoul", he had to be dragged to the toilet.

"Lu Ziyao, I dreamed... dreamed..."

Lin An's tears finally fell down, and they fell straight onto Lu Ziyao's back, hot.

To be honest, he really doesn't look good when he cries, he is far from being cute when he smiles, his eyes are red, his eyelashes are wet and stick together, his nose is about to flow out, he doesn't look cute at all .

But Lu Ziyao's heart still twitched, really twitching.

"I dreamed a lot of things, and... I don't know how to say, things."

Lin An finally spoke a complete sentence.

Lu Ziyao was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out a tissue and gave it to him.

"What's the matter? Tell me."

Lu Ziyao comforted softly, but racked his brains and couldn't come up with another sentence.

He was at a loss for words, and his mind was in a mess.

He actually felt that in this situation, he needed to say some cool lines to make Lin An happy.

But he is not the leading actor in an idol drama, and he has a script book that the screenwriter and director have spent their brains emptying into the scene, and he can only spit out a sentence.

"Don't cry..."

I didn't feel ashamed to say the latter sentence "There's still me".What's the use of having him?

Lu Ziyao didn't know how to talk about feelings.His parents had a failed marriage, and since he was a child, he belonged to the type of child who "didn't learn well". Who he liked was all based on that little instinctive impulse, and he had to think about it for a long time.

Regarding the fact that he likes Lin An, he has repeatedly confirmed it for a long time.Maybe, I just lack a friend, maybe, I just don't like his good-looking smile... He thinks that such a reason is too superficial.

How long it can last, he doesn't know.

But in fact, his feelings have remained unchanged from the first meeting to the present.

Lu Ziyao didn't understand either.Do you need a reason to like someone?Don't you need it?

He knew that sooner or later, both he and Lin An would grow up, and the campus was just the simplest safe haven. After leaving this safe haven, he needed money and work, he would be very tired, and talking about relationships would become extravagant.

Just like his dad.

But at the moment before everything comes, he still chooses to be lonely and brave. Maybe his feelings are tougher than others?

He didn't want the world to be expanded, he just wanted to build a high wall so that the wind wouldn't blow in, and he didn't go out.

What is liking?Even at this moment, when he saw Lin An crying, he felt sad too.But he didn't know how sad he was, so he was just a little bit sad.

Maybe he doesn't like Lin An, but the self who is afraid of change - a self who has become sophisticated and can no longer be easily moved.

Lu Ziyao thought.So he dared not say anything, he was too selfish.

His desire for him is not a burning fire, wishing to ignite him, but like a mist, only seeking to diffuse around him.

"Lu Ziyao, I dreamed that you disappeared."

Lin An choked for a long time, and finally said a relatively complete sentence.

"...I don't want to go, I'm so tired."

Lin An's tone did not know why there was a deep sense of exhaustion, as if the oil had run out and the lamp was dry, and there were tears in his eyes, but his tone gradually calmed down.

He let go of his hand, then stood up suddenly, and hugged him across a desk.This posture is very awkward, even the corner of the table is on his lower abdomen, but still, still... It still makes his universe explode in an instant.

"Have we ever hugged? I don't remember, but I want to hug you."

Lu Ziyao's heart was beating like thunder as the shallow breath hit his ears.

He hugged Lin An back, and his mind became even more chaotic.

Fuck it, or just confess now.

The moment he was hugged, he felt a rush of blood rushing straight to his forehead - he suddenly didn't want to worry about it so much, what about the future, what identity, what gender, he is not gay, he is Lin Linlian!

"Lin An, I like you so much."

The author says:

I just like you.