Sick Beauty Bamboo Horse just give me a hug

Zhou Xia was still a little dazed when he woke up. Looking at the familiar ceiling above his head and the familiar smell between the pillows and quilts, he realized that this was his bed in the dormitory.

My head hurts a bit, this is a normal reaction after a hangover, Zhou Xia remembered what happened to him drinking yesterday, Lin Dongdong invited him to a fellowship, and he confessed to Shengfang that he likes men.

Finally said it.

Zhou Xia still finds it difficult to remember how he felt at that time. How did he muster up the courage to speak out?

What was Sheng Fang's expression at that time?

The picture that Zhou Xia recalled was very blurry, her head was swelling and hurting, and she always felt that besides these, there seemed to be another very important thing.

But he didn't think about it for a long time, and his head hurt even more, so he just gave up, sat up from the bed, and stretched out his hand to lift the curtain.

Chu Jinan from next door poked his head over: "Xia Xia, you finally woke up. How do you feel? Do you have a headache? Do you want to drink water? I have honey tea here. Let me bring you a cup."

Zhou Xia's head really hurt, and his throat was dry. He reached out to take the water glass he handed over, raised his head and drank half of the glass, gasped, and then turned to look at him: "How did I go back to the dormitory?"

Hearing his question, Chu Jinan became interested, took off the earphones and hung them around his neck, and dragged the stool closer to him: "Brother Fang carried you back last night, it was in the middle of the night, and Beizi and I were scared. Jump, Xia Xia, it's the first time I've seen you drinking, good guy, you're so drunk that you can't count your fingers, and you're still sinking your head into the toilet, that picture, tsk tsk."

Chu Jinan said while thinking about it, his expression seemed to be watching a blockbuster of human ancestors up close.

Zhou Xia didn't want to admit that the retarded person Chu Jinan described was himself, so he changed the subject in a timely manner: "What about Shengfang?"

"Brother Fang?" Chu Jinan shook his head: "I don't know, he took care of you for a long time after sending you back, and finally waited for you to stop going crazy, so he left and said that he might not come back today, so let's hire someone for him Fake."

Zhou Xia put on his shoes suddenly: "He left? Where did he go?"

"I don't know, you don't know where Brother Fang is, so how could you tell us?"

Zhou Xia glanced at him, stopped talking nonsense with him, got up and went to the toilet.

He took a hot shower, and when the warm water washed over his body, he also tried his best to recall what happened last night.

From Lin Dongdong's invitation to join the friendship, to when he confessed to Sheng Fang, to when he drank with Gao Qi, the memory began to blur from the glass of low-alcohol juice wine.

And then, and then what happened?He seemed to be drunk, Gao Qi's face dangled in front of his eyes, he was a bit like Sheng Fang, and it always gave him the illusion that the person in front of him was really Sheng Fang.

Then his consciousness became more blurred, his body seemed to be floating, as if being hugged by someone, and the person who hugged him had the same face as Sheng Fang, he thought he was dreaming, because it was a dream, So he let go of his defenses, and without any grievances, he revealed the last secret in his heart.

He confessed, and he personally said that he likes blooming.

In front of the blooming face.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xia suddenly opened his eyes, his black pupils were clear and clear, like a deer in the forest that was startled by a hunter, trembling in panic.

Chu Jinan said that Sheng Fang sent him back yesterday, so the person holding him at that time must be Sheng Fang. He must have been frightened when he heard his confession, so he left without saying a word.

Zhou Xia raised her hands to cover her face, not knowing whether she wanted to cry or laugh now.

For Sheng Fang, yesterday must have been an important day of epoch-making significance in the milestones of his life.

Not only did he face his childhood sweetheart's coming out of the closet, but he was even confessed to him face to face. It's no wonder that he wanted to run away after receiving such severe double stimulation in one day.

If this matter were placed on him, it might not be any better than the current Shengyan.

He has no right to blame Sheng Fang for anything.

So, from now on, will the relationship between me and Shengfang be faced with the classic scene of being shunned, alienated, and turned into a stranger by him?

This is also very good, Zhou Xia raised his hand to turn the valve to the maximum, and raised his face, as if as long as the water flow was dense enough, it could cover up the tears on his face.

The missing Shengfang didn't deliberately avoid Zhou Xia because he was greatly stimulated. He went back to Sheng's house overnight, because it was too late, and except for the guard at the sentry box who greeted him enthusiastically, no one else knew that he had returned home.

Of course, Sheng Fang didn't come back to enjoy the blessings of being his eldest master, he went directly to his brother's room on the second floor, and there was a series of fatal knocks in the middle of the night.

Sheng Lan opened the door wrapped in a nightgown, with a gloomy face as if a typhoon of category [-] was about to land.

Seeing that the person knocking on the door was Sheng Fang, he knew that it could only be this brat who was not afraid of death, with a hoarse anger in his throat.

"Say."

Sheng Fang knew how angry this man was when he got up, but he couldn't care less about it at the moment. He pressed the door frame with one hand, and looked at him eagerly: "Brother, help the world."

Sheng Lan's eyebrows were lowered, and doubts flashed in his deep eyes.

After 10 minutes, I figured out the purpose of Shengfang's return this time. Even Sheng Lan, who is used to seeing strong winds and waves, was a little surprised at the moment. He went to the window and lit a cigarette. He held it between his fingers and didn't smoke it. He looked back at the person behind him.

"Xiao Fang, are you sure?"

Sheng Fang sat on his bed, slightly arched his back, staring at the mint box in his hand, without any hesitation in his tone.

"Sure, brother, I came here to ask you because I had no other choice. You are the only one around me who likes men. I can only discuss these matters with you."

Sheng Lan pondered for a moment, a little funny: "I have long seen that the relationship between you and Zhou Xia's child is not normal, but I just think that you are like that, and this kind of thing should not happen. I didn't expect that it was me who was a naive brother. Yes, you two have really come this far.”

Sheng Fang didn't speak, the small box in his hand was opened and closed repeatedly.

Sheng Lan could see his current confusion, so he didn't put any more pressure on him, and lightly exhaled a puff of smoke ring: "Xiao Fang, because of those things when I was a child, you haven't given me a good face these years, now because of Zhou After Xia confessed to you, you will be able to let go of all the previous psychological shadows, and come to consult with me about your relationship. This Zhou Xia’s position in your heart has reached such a level. Do you think you still need to come and let me help you make sure? what?"

Sheng Lan's words relieved Sheng Fang's anxiety visible to the naked eye. It seemed that as long as Zhou Xia was mentioned, just letting him hear these two words, he could reconcile with all the negative emotions and slowly fade away all the negative emotions. hostility.

This is a piece of pure land in his heart.

"Brother, I am not here today to let you help me confirm how important Zhou Xia is to me. I want to know that I have such a big prejudice against homosexuality. This prejudice has been a psychological shadow of me for so many years. Maybe I can't overcome it, but I don't want to be influenced by this matter, so I want you to help me and let me know whether I can accept men."

Sheng Lan choked on her throat, and thought it was funny: "You boy, do you even know what you're talking about now?"

Sheng Fang looked up at him with clear and fearless eyes.

Sheng Lan looked at him for a moment, then shook his head: "Forget it, I think you're really stuck..."

After a pause, Sheng Lan continued, "If you're in a hurry, I have a simple and rude way."

Sheng Lan walked to the next bookshelf, found two boxes in a compartment, and handed them to him.

Sheng Fang took the box and opened it to have a look: "CD?"

Sheng Lan nodded: "Your brother's private possession, good stuff."

Sheng Fang instantly understood what the contents of the disc were. Thinking of Sheng Lan's sexuality, the people in this film must not be men and women, but men and men, and immediately felt that this thing was a bit hot.

Just as he was about to throw it aside, he thought about the purpose of his elder brother giving him this thing, so he endured it. Even so, he couldn't stop him from complaining: "You put this thing on the bookshelf in your room? That's right. Are you the president of the Sheng family worth hundreds of billions?"

"Whoever stipulates that the president is not allowed to have personal hobbies, and a person can't be bound by the framework of the outside world all the time, or he won't be suffocated to death."

Sheng Fang didn't want to pay attention to his nonsense, looked at the CD in his hand again, and asked uncertainly: "Looking at this thing, can it really help me? What if I can't read it?"

"How do you know if you don't look at it." Sheng Lan said lightly: "Don't worry, don't you know your brother and my taste? What can be regarded as collections by me are all rare and good things on the market, which can be called the GV world The Pearl of the Orient might really be able to open the door to a new world for you."

Sheng Fang heard his exaggeration, but his expression was still tangled.

Sheng Lan gave him another dose of strong medicine: "If it really doesn't work, you can try putting the people inside on Zhou Xia's face, maybe it will have a miraculous effect."

Blooming: "..."

Can you do this?

This is not a bad idea.

Sheng Fang felt that he seemed to be able to do it again, got up with the CD, and walked outside: "Let me use your study."

Sheng Lan told him from behind: "Don't mess around in there, I have a remote meeting tomorrow."

Sheng Fang: "Fucking, I'm not you!"

Sheng stayed in Sheng Lan's study for the night, and the next morning Sheng Lan was going to the study with coffee as usual, when he opened the door, he bumped into a blank face with blue eyes.

The refreshing effect was level ten, and he was so scared that he almost spilled the coffee, only then did he remember that Shengfang came to find him last night.

I didn't expect that he actually watched it all night, maybe it was a little too hard.

And judging by his current state, it is estimated that the process and result are not so satisfactory.

Sheng Lan patted him on the shoulder with another free hand: "Don't worry, the scale is so big when it comes up, it's really forcing you, take your time."

Sheng Fang's eyeballs rolled around, with a strange expression on his face.

Seeing that he wanted to say something, Sheng Lan asked, "What do you think?"

Sheng Fang did have some thoughts and wanted to publish: "It was really not acceptable when I first read it, but the quality of these things in your collection is not bad, and I slowly read them in later."

Sheng Lan raised her eyebrows: "And then, did you react?"

Sheng Fang said with a dark face: "I'm not gay, how could I react to this kind of film."

Sheng Lan raised her hand to comfort him: "Okay, okay, you're not, then it's not just right now, you can be regarded as getting the answer you want, so there's nothing to be confused about."

Sheng Fang's lips moved, as if it was a little difficult to say: "But, after watching it, I thought of your words again, so I tried to imagine Zhou Xia's face as the leading actor in it."

Sheng Lan became interested and looked at his silly brother: "And then?"

Sheng Fang took a deep breath, it seemed that it was still difficult to calm down when thinking of the scene at that time.

Looking up at Sheng Lan, his face flushed slightly: "The bull is hard."

Sheng Lan: "Oh."

Sheng Fang looked at him with an expression as if he knew it would happen a long time ago, a little embarrassed, turned his head away with a blushing face.

Sheng Lan raised the coffee in his hand and took a sip, put away the teasing look on his face: "Now you don't need me to tell you how you think of Zhou Xia, so you should be clear about your thoughts, don't be fooled If you are so reckless, if you accidentally hurt him or make someone sad, let alone what Zhou Xia will think of you, not even his family of short-term guards will let you go easily."

Sheng Fang pursed his lips and met his eyes for a moment. This was the first time he looked at Sheng Lan's eyes so seriously. The deep eyes were soft and inclusive, as if they had the power to calm his mind.

The blooming heart slowly calmed down, as if a pair of hands stretched out at this moment, gently pushing away the dark cloud that had been blocking his heart, and the sun shone in, making it clear.

Sheng Fang's eyes suddenly became resolute at this moment, he raised his hand to wipe his face, and said in a sincere and sincere tone, "Thank you, brother."

Sheng Lan patted him on the shoulder, thinking of something, the tenderness in his eyes became a little sad, but it was only for a short moment: "You are much luckier than your brother, if mom is still the same as ten years ago, hearing If you put it that way, she has to cut her wrist again."

This matter is a pain point in the hearts of their whole family, and it is also a psychological shadow that Sheng Fang has been indelible for so many years. Hearing him say it so calmly, although Sheng Sheng still feels a little uncomfortable, But more, it was an apology to Sheng Lan for being late.

He looked at Sheng Lan, his eyes were a little struggling, some words had come to his mouth, but he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.

Sheng Lan didn't make things difficult for him, and walked into the study with his coffee: "If you figure it out, get out of here, the CEO who is worth hundreds of billions is going to have a meeting, and the business worth hundreds of millions of dollars every minute, you can't afford to delay."

Sheng Fang looked at his back, stood on the spot and bent deeply, raised his hand to close the door.

Sheng Fang didn't go back to school right away, he went to the beauty salon to get his hair done again, and then asked the beautician in the shop to give him a set of emergency facial care, so that he could stay up all night looking at the complexion of calcium tablets It doesn't look that scary.

I also went to the clothing store next door to buy a new outfit, and replaced the old clothes that were wrinkled and smelly.

After some tidying up, he turned back to the original radiant Prince Charming Shanda Xiaocao, who is the prince charming of thousands of girls in the school.

As soon as he came out of the clothing store, he sent Zhou Xia a WeChat message and asked him to meet at a place.

After sending the message, he was always in a state of anxiety and anxiety. He was afraid that Zhou Xia would not reply to him, and even more afraid that Zhou Xia would not come to see him. He paced back and forth, unable to calm down for a second.

Compared to his restlessness and anxiety, Zhou Xia who received his WeChat was much more peaceful and serene.

He was lying on the bed playing games at the time. When the message popped up, he had just taken a triple kill. He crossed the pop-up message with a blank expression, and continued to push the tower calmly.

After successfully winning the next round, Chu Jinan's happy cheers came from the side, and he frantically opened again.

Zhou Xia looked at the team formation application on the screen, raised his finger and hesitated for a moment, but finally didn't click in.

Exit the game interface and open the WeChat that Shengfang sent him just now.

Twenty or ten minutes had passed since the message was sent just now, and this was also the first contact between the two of them since he confessed to Shengfang drunk last night.

Zhou Xia lowered her eyelashes, looking at the brief message on the screen.

Shengfang: Xiaxia, come to Xifeng Park at five o'clock, I have something to tell you

Five o'clock, it's already 04:30.

Xifeng Park is a place where they often go for a walk when they have nothing to do. There is an amusement park over there. They went there a lot when they were young. When they grow up, they have more entertainment options, so they don’t go there much.

I don't know why Shengfang suddenly thought of asking him to go there. Could it be that he deliberately picked a good place that is memorable for the two of them, so that he can solemnly cut off contact with him, and from then on, the bridge will return, and the old age will never die. contact each other?

Heh, it's just breaking up with friends, there is no need to be so ceremonial.

Zhou Xia stared at the message several times, ignoring the tingling pain in his heart, and threw the phone aside.

Damn it, he didn't want to go, and he didn't want to give Sheng Fang the chance to break up with him.

Chu Jinan called him twice to let him join the team, but Zhou Xia buried his head in the quilt and ignored him.

About two hours later, Xiao Bei pushed the door open and came in, sweeping the falling snow with one hand on his shoulder, and carrying two meals from the cafeteria in the other hand: "Good guy, it's snowing again, I'm freezing to death."

Chu Jinan dropped the mouse to pick up the lunch box in his hand: "You are too slow, I'm going to be hungry."

Xiao Bei braved the snow to bring them food, but this kid didn't even say thank you, and even dared to complain to him, so he clamped his chin angrily: "Is there no conscience, your brother Bei owes you."

Chu Jinan's chubby face was pinched, and he hurriedly smiled flatteringly at him: "Brother Beizi is invincible, Brother Beizi is fierce, there is no singing, Brother Beizi is the savior of our 1!"

This was almost the same, Xiao Bei was happy to be flattered, let go of his hand, and then rubbed his cheek hard again.

The small face is quite slippery, which is easy to touch.

With a ravaged, red and pink face, Chu Jinan held his delicious green pepper beef rice bowl and sniffed fiercely.

Xiao Bei put Zhou Xia's share on his table, seeing that he was still bored under the quilt, he couldn't help calling him: "Zhou Xia, you have been sleeping for a long time, and you haven't slept enough, get up and eat , it won’t taste good when it’s cold.”

After Xiao Bei finished speaking, it took a while for the person under the quilt to crawl out of it.

I don't know if it's because of being stuck in the quilt for too long, Zhou Xia's face turned a little red, and his eyes were redder and swollen, like two rotten peaches.

Xiao Bei was taken aback by his appearance: "Zhou Xia, are you crying?"

The expression on Zhou Xia's face was a little awkward, she raised her hand to cover her face, and got out of bed to look for his slippers: "I just watched a movie, it was so tearful."

Xiao Bei let out an "oh", apparently not believing it.

Zhou Xia didn't explain too much, sat on the table, opened the lunch box and prepared to eat.

Chu Jinan next to him had already turned on the variety show for dinner, and planned to eat while watching, the dormitory was noisy, Zhou Xia stuck the beef with chopsticks, and turned to look in the direction of the balcony.

It's almost 07:30 now, and the sky outside has already turned dark. According to Xiao Bei, it seems to be still snowing, but Sheng Fang still hasn't come back.

Is he still waiting in the park, is he so stubborn that he wants to end up with himself.

Zhou Xia bit her lip and poked the inserted beef hard.

Chu Jinan was laughing at the variety show, when Zhou Xia stood up next to him, startled him, and turned his head to look at him: "Why, what's wrong Xia Xia?"

Zhou Xia walked to his closet, pulled it away forcefully, picked out two to put on, and answered him with no expression: "I have something to go out for."

After speaking, he picked up an umbrella and left the dormitory.

It was really cold outside, with snowflakes on my face, wet and cold.

Zhou Xia took a taxi to Xifeng Park, holding on to the handle of the umbrella tightly all the way, without feeling the sharp pain in his palm.

The driver put him at the entrance of the park. The snow is not heavy, but it will also affect the business of the amusement park, so the night market has been closed early. There are no colorful lights, no joyful car rides, and the huge Ferris wheel is silent in the night sky. standing upright.

Just like Zhou Xia's current mood, he was dead, without a trace of life.

The surroundings were quiet and frightening. Zhou Xia looked around, but there was no one. He suddenly got angry, and a huge, hopeless sense of powerlessness enveloped his heart.

The dry, red and swollen eyes from crying in the afternoon seemed to start to moisten again, Zhou Xia felt that she was really useless, why would there be any reason to cry for a person who wanted to break up with him.

He raised his head, trying to let the disappointing tears flow back, the fine snowflakes fluttered one after another, dancing lightly under the dim yellow street lights, at the entrance of the empty and quiet park, a melodious sound of a violin suddenly sounded.

Zhou Xia thought she was hallucinating, blinked away the tears in her eyes, and turned around slowly.

Under the lantern not far away, a slender and tall figure is playing the violin, elegant and devoted, and the handsome side face with eyes closed makes people's heart skip a beat.

Zhou Xia blinked slowly, as if her body was frozen, not daring to move.

After playing a beautiful serenade, Sheng Fang put down the violin and looked at Zhou Xia from a short distance away.

The wind was getting stronger, and the vision already blurred by tears was even more blurred by the snowflakes. Zhou Xia raised his hand to block the wind, and when he put it down, Sheng Fang had already walked in front of him at some point.

What caught my eye was a piece of pure white, like a mass of light and soft new snow, held in front of his chest and carefully handed to him.

Zhou Xia's sight became clear, and she recognized that it was a bunch of white roses. The flowers were very large and clustered like brocade.

The ends of Zhou Xia's eyes that had cried were crimson, reflected in the snow-like clouds of roses, as beautiful as the morning glow.

After a long time, he heard his hoarse voice like a broken gong: "What do you mean?"

The tall young man, who has always been flamboyant and unrestrained, rarely showed a little shyness, but his eyes were so bright when looking at him, with a fire-like desire burning inside.

"Nine white roses, Xia Xia, for you."

Zhou Xia felt that his mind was blocked by the rich fragrance of flowers, and in a panic, he still had the mind to count the roses.

After counting, he curled his lips: "There are nine, it is clearly eight."

It is the coquettishness who is used to being pampered in front of Shengfang.

Sheng Xin was softened into water, Xia Xia who looked at him reached out to wrap his arms around his waist, and gently brought him into his arms.

Zhou Xia's pretty face was leaning against the bouquet of roses, and it was hard to tell whether people were more delicate than flowers or flowers were more intoxicating than people.

Sheng Fang lowered his head, his voice was low and seductive: "Isn't the last one right here, my little rose."