Straight male cannon fodder is attracted by the protagonist

The temperature in Xishi is very comfortable, and the weather is not bad. Five people are preparing to have a barbecue in the backyard of the hotel.

This homestay is quite famous, there are many people staying there, and there are also many people doing barbecue.

Because of the heat, Meng Chan only wore a thin black jacket. He was tall and straight, smoking a cigarette, and casually grilling meat.And Yu Zhiyi was still afraid of the cold, wearing a brown overcoat, which softened his overly gorgeous appearance, and stood obediently beside him.

The looks of the two were too eye-catching and attracted a lot of attention. From time to time, some girls came to ask about WeChat, but of course they were all rejected by the two without exception.

What's more, some men came to ask Yu Zhiyi about WeChat.

The man was full of tendons and round inches, and smiled at Yu Zhiyi, "Little beauty, add a WeChat account."

"I refuse." Yu Zhiyi was fiddling with a stick, and replied coldly with lowered eyelids, without raising his head.

The place where Meng Chan barbecued was a bit out of the way. The three of Bai Ziyan went to get drinks and snacks. There were not many people in this area.

The inch-cut man smiled evilly, "Actually, I can see that you and I are the same kind of person. Let me add one more. My brother promises to make you happy. There is no one who has been hugged by my brother without saying yes, how about it?"

Yu Zhiyi's face was indifferent and impatient.

"brother."

A deep and magnetic voice sounded from behind the inch-cropped man. The inch-cropped man turned around and frowned, "You called me?"

Meng Chan took a puff of smoke and said without emotion, "What are you talking about with my brother?"

"Brother." Yu Zhiyi called him happily.

The cropped man looked between the two of them and wondered, "Are you two brothers?"

No wonder he was so surprised, the main reason is that the appearances of the two are very different. Meng Chan has a stern and heroic appearance, with a hard and cold face, while Yu Zhiyi has a delicate and beautiful appearance, with a more colorful face.

The difference is a bit big.

Holding a cigarette in one hand, Meng Chan flicked the ash, and said coldly, "It has nothing to do with you, don't harass him."

The inch-cut man hesitated, the man in front of him always had the strength of a superior, his calm eyes were wrapped in a sharp color, even if he was smoking a cigarette with a casual attitude, he felt extremely oppressive.

Seeing that he couldn't find Yu Zhiyi's contact information and didn't want to confront Meng Chan, the crop-headed man had no choice but to give up.

"What did he tell you?" Meng Chan and the others left and asked Yu Zhiyi, "It made you look impatient."

"He asked me for my contact information." Yu Zhiyi's hands were dirty, and he couldn't hold Meng Chan, so he could only stare at him.

Meng Chan belatedly realized that Yu Zhiyi is also often paid attention to. He is so good-looking, so there are naturally many admirers around him.

Although this was normal, Meng Chan felt a strange sense of discomfort.To be honest, when he saw Yu Zhiyi talking to a strange man, he was upset, he felt like his puppy was about to be abducted.

"You gave it?" Meng Chan asked with raised eyebrows.

"How is it possible?" Yu Zhiyi hurriedly justified his name, "I already have you as an older brother, so I don't like other people at all."

Meng Chan's brows and eyes stretched slightly, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he patted his head, "He's good at talking."

"I'm telling the truth."

The five people put barbecue, snacks and drinks on the long table, and enjoyed them under the shade of the tree. Bai Ziyan was the talkative among the five, and Yang Guigui was also the pistachio among the five with his lively personality.

The atmosphere is pretty good.

"Hey, let's touch one." Bai Ziyan suggested.

"Okay." Wei Lan said.

Seeing that they were all drinking beer, Yu Zhiyi also wanted to pour wine into his glass. Meng Chan pressed his hand holding the beer, "Don't drink it."

He took a bottle of iced black tea, "Drink this."

Bai Ziyan laughed, "Student, you can't do it, a man can't even drink beer, even Yang Guigui can drink it."

Yu Zhiyi was a little embarrassed by what he said. He was about to win and wanted to drink, but Meng Chan refused to listen, and directly took the beer away, put the iced black tea in front of his eyes, and said, "Drink."

Yu Zhiyi: "..."

Yang Guigui saw Yu Zhiyi's reluctance, and helped him out, "It's okay, it's okay, who said boys must know how to drink, it's not nonsense, junior, just drink iced black tea."

Wei Lan also said, "It's all out to play, don't be so serious, don't listen to Bai Ziyan's nonsense."

Yu Zhiyi had no choice but to drink his iced black tea.

A few people chatted while eating, Yu Zhiyi's appetite has not been very good, so he didn't want to eat any vegetarian dishes, and helped Meng Chan peel the crayfish.

Seeing this scene, Yang Guigui smiled spontaneously. She always felt that the relationship between the two of them was weird and not like ordinary friends. Ever since she heard Yu Zhiyi's words on the Ferris wheel, she realized that the relationship between the two People are that kind of relationship.

No wonder Meng Chan, who is so indifferent, treats Yu Zhiyi so well.

Yang Guigui felt that he had discovered something extraordinary.

Halfway through the meal, Yang Guigui wanted to take pictures again, and everyone followed her.

"Hey Brother Meng, let's take a picture of you and your junior, there are too few photos of you two."

Meng Chan took a sip of beer, "Is there anything good to shoot."

Yu Zhiyi immediately interjected the second after he finished speaking, "Sure, then please senior sister take a picture with my brother."

"no problem."

Yu Zhiyi was sitting next to Meng Chan. Meng Chan was not used to facing the camera and had a cold face. Yu Zhiyi smiled with his eyes bent.

One expressionless, one smiling, inexplicably coordinated.

Looking at the two people in the camera, Yang Guigui couldn't help sighing, it's really not the same if you have good looks, and it's a blockbuster to take photos casually.

"Senior sister, can you send me the photos?" Yu Zhiyi asked, "And last night's."

"Of course, I will send it to you after I go back and repair it a little."

The five people's quarrel didn't end until three or four in the afternoon, and Yu Zhiyi didn't want to go back to the room so early, so he took Meng Chan for a walk.

The two walked slowly from the seaside, and unknowingly, they came to a small forest in the distance, where someone planted a lot of white camellia, which bloomed prosperously, white and dreamy.

Meng Chan didn't know what to think, and suddenly picked a white camellia that was in full bloom, and pinned it to Yu Zhiyi's left ear.

Yu Zhiyi was taken aback, then realized something, touched the white camellia on his ear, and gave him a slightly shy smile, "Thank you brother."

"Thank you." Meng Chan admired Yu Zhiyi's beautiful face for a few seconds, "It's just a flower."

Yu Zhiyi smiled softly, "No matter what my brother gives me, I think it is precious, and it will always be my favorite."

"why?"

"Because my brother means a lot to me."

Meng Chan stopped suddenly, turned his head around, and asked, "Do you still like me?"

Yu Zhiyi also stopped, looked at him blankly for a few seconds, pursed his lips, and said, "Yes."

There is a wind blowing, carrying a faint breath of sea breeze.

Meng Chan asked what he wanted to ask.

"Why do you like me?"

"Probably—" Yu Zhiyi thought about it, and said with a smile, "The candy my brother gave is very sweet."

He touched the white camellia by his ear, his eyes were bent into crescents, his smile was bright, his eyes were sparkling, his slightly long hair fluttered, his teeth were white, like a dead flower blooming again.

There is no more innocent smile than this.

Meng Chan couldn't take his eyes off him, and his heart throbbed violently amidst the sea breeze.

For a moment, he suddenly wanted to hug Yu Zhiyi.

The five of them finished their trip, and a few days after returning home, it was already New Years Eve.

Yu Zhiyi hates the New Year the most, the New Year represents the joy of the whole family, he is not, he hardly feels it.

As long as he can remember, he has been beaten. Every new year, Yu Cheng would beat and kick his siblings when he was drunk.Later, Yu Zhimei took him out to live and felt the joy of the New Year for a short time.But not long after Yu Zhimei passed away, he was taken back by Yucheng and locked in his room. Even if it was the New Year, he never had dinner with them. He was not allowed to sit at the same table with them, and he stayed in his depressing room. Spend every new year here.

And after I moved out, I spent the New Year alone.

He never liked New Years.

On New Year's Eve, he took a bouquet of white eustomas to the cemetery.

"Sister." Yu Zhiyi put down the flowers and looked at the photo on the tombstone.

The woman on the tombstone is very beautiful, she is smiling slightly, with a dimple on her lips, she is very young.

"It's been a long time since I came to see you, would you blame me?" Yu Zhiyi sat on the ground and said slowly, "I'm doing well now, you don't have to worry."

"I seldom see you recently. Is this a good sign?" He smiled, "But I still always dream about you, about how you died, and about you blaming me."

Yu Zhiyi looked up at the sky, and said, "Will you blame me, sister? Do I think it's a sin to live?"

The woman in the photo smiled softly.

Yu Zhiyi also smiled, "By the way, I'm in a relationship, do you know that?"

"It's a brother I have been secretly in love with for a long time. I may like men. Don't blame my sister, I love him very much." He paused, "Of course, he loves me too, sister, because of him I can barely live If I go on, I will be very happy too. Sister, you will bless me."

Yu Zhiyi was talking slowly, and an hour passed before he knew it, he stood up, "Sister, I'm leaving first, next time you come to my dream, remember to be more beautiful, otherwise I won't be able to see your face clearly .”

"Next time I will show you the person I like."

He stroked the photo and smiled.

"So, sister, happy new year."

It was already night when Yu Zhiyi returned home, and there was a lot of noise outside, only Yu Zhiyi's place was dead and silent.

He was lying on the sofa, the lights in the living room were not turned on, and the curtains were tightly drawn. The whole space was filled with oppressive and suffocating stuffy tide.

Silence and night tend to breed bad emotions, Yu Zhiyi seemed to hear countless wailing in the empty silence.

"Zhiyi, my sister is in so much pain."

"A lot of blood, a lot of blood, Zhiyi, my sister has a lot of blood on her body."

"You were born a trash, you killed your mother, you killed your sister, how could I have a son like you!"

"It turns out that your older sister was killed by you. It's a pity that a big star was killed because of your younger brother."

"Look at you, you look like a mouse, even the teacher despises you, but you are still Yao Yuxi's younger brother, are you fucking worthy? If you hang your head down all day long, you won't be an ugly monster, hahahahahaha"

"..."

Yu Zhiyi sat up suddenly, breathing heavily, sweating profusely, his hands were shaking constantly, his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, shaking non-stop.

Feeling dizzy before his eyes, Yu Zhiyi staggered and ran into the room, took out the medicine from the cabinet, and swallowed it dryly.

The heart slowly calmed down, and the trembling of the hands stopped.

Yu Zhiyi lay on the bed as if exhausted, his eyes were empty.

He felt that he couldn't stay in the room by himself, so he put on a long black coat casually and walked out the door.

He drove the car and arrived at Meng Chan's house unknowingly.

The inside of the villa is very lively, brightly lit, and laughter can be heard from time to time, which is full of New Year's flavor.

If you want to come, Meng Chan should be inside to prepare for the new year.

Yu Zhiyi didn't disturb him, but leaned against the car, biting candy in his mouth, looking at the villa quietly.

It seemed that this would bring him closer to Meng Chan.

When it was approaching midnight, Yu Zhiyi called Meng Chan.

Meng Chan heard the phone ringing and went to a quieter corner when he saw the phone.

"Yu Zhiyi?" Meng Chan's deep voice sounded, "Is there something wrong?"

Yu Zhiyi looked at the villa, his face turned pale by the wind, and he smiled, "I want to hear my brother's voice."

"Are you free?" Meng Chan said to him.

Yu Zhiyi just laughed, his throat was a little itchy, and he coughed a few times in a low voice.

"you caught a cold?"

"No." Yu Zhiyi's voice was a little muffled, "I accidentally choked."

He looked at his phone, and just after midnight, he said, "Brother, Happy New Year!"

Only then did Meng Chan realize that it was exactly midnight, and he laughed at Yu Zhiyi's sense of ritual, "Happy New Year."

Yu Zhiyi couldn't hold back and coughed a few more times.

But Meng Chan heard something was wrong, "Are you outside? The wind is so loud?"

"Hmm—" Yu Zhiyi was vague, not very good at lying.

Meng Chan suddenly thought of something, "Are you outside my house?"

Yu Zhiyi remained silent.

"Brother, where are you going?" Meng Lian was playing with the cat when she saw Meng Chan walking out in a coat, "It's so late."

"I have something to do." Meng Chan saw his scarf and took it away without thinking twice, "Talk to my parents for me."

Meng Chan walked out of the gate and saw Yu Zhiyi at a glance.

He leaned against the car body, the black down jacket almost blended with the black, his pale face, but his lips were bright red, his eyes were pitch black, and his soft hair was blown carelessly by the wind.

"Are you sick?" Meng Chan frowned, and put the scarf on him, with such a rude gesture that he almost strangled Yu Zhiyi to death.

"If you don't spend the New Year at home well, run to my house in the middle of the night."

Yu Zhiyi huddled half of his face under the scarf, only showing a pair of innocent eyes, he said in a muffled voice, "Are you angry?"

"Why am I angry?" Meng Chan's tone was cold when he was angry.

Appears to be angry.

Yu Zhiyi stretched out a hand, shook his sleeve, and said in a soft voice, "I'm sorry brother. My family doesn't like to celebrate the New Year with me. Every year I spend it by myself. This time it's because I miss you so much, so ..."

He lowered his eyebrows, his long curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and looked at him cautiously with clear and beautiful eyes from time to time, as if he was afraid that he would get angry.

Meng Chan thought, Yu Zhiyi gave me all the anger I have lived for so long.

He came to beat me.

Seeing that Meng Chan's face was still cold, Yu Zhiyi thought of something and said, "Brother, let's go watch the fireworks, don't be angry with me, okay?"

Meng Chan agreed.

Yu Zhiyi took him to watch the fireworks at sea, which only happens once a year, and there are many people watching.

The two finally found a vacant seat, and the fireworks almost started.

"Brother, look." Yu Zhiyi pointed at the gorgeous fireworks and smiled, "Don't you like watching fireworks?"

"How do you know?" There was a little surprise in Meng Chan's eyes.

Yes, liking to watch fireworks is also an unknown hobby of Meng Chan. It's not that he likes to watch, but his grandmother likes to watch.

The old lady likes to watch fireworks very much, and she took Meng Chan to watch them in the middle of the night after the new year. According to the old lady herself, the old man who was still alive often took her to watch. The old man said that watching fireworks by two people is a kind of romance.

Since then, the old lady has always felt that watching fireworks is a very romantic thing, and often said to Meng Chan, "My child, if I have someone I like in the future, I will go to watch fireworks with her."

But Meng Chan never went to see it with anyone in these years.

He didn't have anyone he could call a favorite.

Yu Zhiyi knew many of his unknown secrets, as if the two of them had really talked.

Who is Yu Zhiyi?

"Brother?" Seeing that he had been silent, Yu Zhiyi thought he didn't like it, and panicked, "Don't you like it?"

"Are you still angry?"

"Bam—"

A bouquet of grand and gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the sky, like a dazzling flower.The bright colors fell into Yu Zhiyi's peach blossom eyes.

That is more beautiful than fireworks.

Perhaps it is a kind of fate.

Meng Chan thought inexplicably.

"Brother?" Yu Zhiyi repeated anxiously.

"I'm not angry." Meng Chan said.

"Yu Zhiyi." Maybe it was because the smiles of the people around were too strong, or maybe it was because the fireworks in Yu Zhiyi's eyes were too beautiful, Meng Chan's heart felt restless for a moment.

His voice was as magnetic as ever, deep and calm and a little hoarse.

"Let's watch the fireworks together next year."

The author has something to say: Xiao Yu's name is almost spoiled by you guys :D

Because it is often updated in the middle of the night, it is easy to make typos, which affects the perception. I am sorry. Thank you for your bug-catching, thank you :P