Straight male cannon fodder is attracted by the protagonist

Yu Zhiyi lied, he and Meng Chan knew each other.

But this understanding is one-sided.

Because Meng Chan might not know him.

The first time he met Meng Chan was in the summer of his freshman year of high school.

At night, the abandoned building is hot and dry.

Lu Li and his gang blocked him in the abandoned building of the school. They beat and kicked Yu Zhiyi, grabbed his hair and rubbed his face against the ground.

At that time, Yu Zhiyi was thin and frail, much shorter than his peers, the broken hair on his forehead blocked his eyebrows and eyes, he was extremely afraid of seeing people, and wished he could huddle in a corner and rot secretly all day long.

He was already numb to pain, and when he was beaten, he just kept silent with a scarred face, staring blankly at the sycamore tree outside the window.

The sky outside is black.

The sycamore tree is also black.

All are black.

After Lu Li's group finished fighting and left, Yu Zhiyi collapsed on the ground, staring at the ceiling with numb eyes. The silence in the abandoned building was like a blunt knife of depression, grinding Yu Zhiyi's nerves bit by bit.

He felt the pain belatedly.

Mental pain and physical pain co-existed, his originally slow breathing gradually constricted, and he began to pant heavily.

He wanted to cry, but couldn't cry.

In the extreme pain, the sycamore tree in his sight began to distort into a grotesque black shadow. He climbed up with difficulty and walked out of the abandoned building slowly.

Everything is suffocating black.

Yu Zhiyi couldn't breathe, his eyes were numb and empty.

He didn't know how he got to the rooftop.

He stood on the roof, and there was nothing below him, and many hands emerged from his gloomy vision.

Hands stained with blood, one pair after another, pale and twisted, wanted to pull him and take him to a utopia without pain.

Yu Zhiyi is afraid of pain.

His feet slowly stepped out of the roof.

He can feel the wind.

When he fell, he was pulled back by a pair of hands.

The visitor was wearing a school uniform, his facial features were unrefined and indifferent, and his voice was also indifferent.

"What are you doing?"

Yu Zhiyi stared blankly at the boy who was a whole head taller than him, speechless.

In fact, he has not spoken for a long time, and he is also afraid of talking to people.

His throat seemed to be eroded by years of pain, and he couldn't speak much.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the boy clicked his tongue, leaned on the roof, took out a cigarette, and bit it into his mouth.

Yu Zhiyi was like a broken puppet, staring blankly at the boy with a silly expression.

Seeing that he was like a log, Meng Chan smiled with a cigarette in his mouth, and he spat a smoke ring at him viciously, "Want to smoke?"

Yu Zhiyi blinked and slowly shook his head.

Meng Chan's smile was very short, and he quickly put it away, and then ignored him, smoking a cigarette by himself.

The two stood together strangely and spent 7 minutes together.

Yu Zhiyi stared at him for 7 minutes.

When leaving, Meng Chan stroked Yu Zhiyi's overly long hair indiscriminately, with a weak and careless voice.

"Don't be stupid."

That was the first time he met Meng Chan, and that short 7 minutes was the first time he remembered a person.

The memory of high school is too bad, Yu Zhiyi doesn't want Meng Chan to remember him who was in a mess in high school, it's unnecessary.

They are lovers now, and Yu Zhiyi wants to pass on the most perfect image to him.

Yu Zhiyi from high school was gloomy and weak, mean and twisted, with an annoying appearance, he didn't want Meng Chan to remember him like this, he didn't want to be Yu Zhiyi from high school.

He wants to be a perfect and qualified lover and stay by Meng Chan's side. He is worthy of Meng Chan.

And Meng Chan was wondering in his heart that he didn't seem to say he was in high school, so why did this kid answer so quickly.

It's like trying to deny something because of a guilty conscience.

Yu Zhiyi was afraid that he would ask again, so he changed the topic by saying that he was full.

The two left the dessert shop.

On the way to school, Meng Chan's cell phone rang. Yu Zhiyi took a casual look and found that it was Lu Li calling.

His face changed.

Meng Chan glanced at the phone, and just as he was about to answer it, Lu Li hung up. He frowned, wondering what the hell Lu Li was doing.

Turning his head casually, he saw Yu Zhiyi's pale face.

Yu Zhiyi later realized that he had hit someone, and an inexplicable panic crept up his face. This fear was not for Lu Li, but because he remembered the relationship between Meng Chan and Lu Li.

Now that he has beaten Lu Li, will Meng Chan, who is Lu Li's roommate and brother, be angry?

Would he be angry at his violence, would he loathe him for it?

Yu Zhiyi was afraid that Meng Chan would be angry and that Meng Chan would not be on his side, so he panicked.

"What's your expression?" Meng Chan said.

Yu Zhiyi grabbed Meng Chan's wrist, his eyes were almost pathologically paranoid.

"Brother, will you be on my side?" he asked.

His expression was gloomy, but his tone was disturbed.

Meng Chan didn't answer.

Yu Zhiyi panicked, "Brother, it was Lu Li who bullied me first, and I did it to him. You can't... blame me, you have to stand by my side."

He was a little at a loss, and this feeling of confusion made his expression more gloomy, trying to hide the uneasiness in his heart with a gloomy whitewashed calm.

"You are my boyfriend, you can only stand on my side, I am not wrong, you can't blame me."

Meng Chan's wrist felt pain, and Yu Zhiyi's hand was not weak, so the pain was real, but at this moment he took care of the pain flawlessly, and his attention was all on Yu Zhiyi.

His face was cold and gloomy, no longer the cute and innocent before, his eyes were dark, and his complexion was pale.

When he was expressionless, his appearance was somewhat aggressive and beautiful.

But Meng Chan couldn't perceive his hostility, only the uneasiness that was about to overflow.

He is afraid that I will be angry.

Meng Chan thought.

Can't tell what it feels like.

strange.

"Is my choice important?" Meng Chan asked.

Yu Zhiyi didn't know why Meng Chan asked this, but he still answered honestly.

"Very important."

"why."

"Because..." Yu Zhiyi replied seriously, "My brother is my most important person, and your choice is related to my mood."

His straightforward and sincere eyes are not fake, they are real.

It was because it was so true that Meng Chan felt that he was telling lies.

But people's eyes can't deceive people, and a person's attitude, eyes, and expression cannot be deceived together.

Yu Zhiyi's uneasiness was real, and so were his almost confessional words.

For a moment, Meng Chan felt a strong love, like a vague shadow, very faint, and soon disappeared.

But he did touch that shadow.

"Brother?" Yu Zhiyi asked again, his eyes were wet, and he seemed to want to cry, probably thinking that he was hesitating.

"Has Lu Li bullied you before?" Meng Chan answered irrelevantly.

Yu Zhiyi's eyes flashed a trace of extremely cold hostility, but he soon returned to normal. He didn't want to answer, but looked at Meng Chan with shrunken eyes, hesitating, "... yes."

Seeing that Yu Zhiyi didn't want to answer, Meng Chan didn't force him to ask, he was just a little surprised.

I didn't expect the protagonist Gong and the protagonist Shou to have such a relationship.

Meng Chan was distracted for a few seconds.

But Yu Zhiyi became uneasy again because of these few seconds, "Brother, I am not wrong, you can't speak for him, you can't."

Just when a sycamore leaf fell on Yu Zhiyi's hair, Meng Chan raised his hand, and Yu Zhiyi dodged reflexively.

Meng Chan's movements remained the same, and he threw away the leaves for him.

Yu Zhiyi was stunned, "Brother?"

His dazed look was really endearing, Meng Chan patted him on the head, his voice could not detect any emotion.

"understood."

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