52 Hz: see whales in the ocean

After this fierce confrontation, Qiao Shuo and Wen Liang were actually a little embarrassed. They didn't make any more noise, and they lay down and slept in peace.Qiao Shuo always liked to look at his mobile phone before going to bed, and he was half asleep and half awake, and the mobile phone dropped from his hand several times.

Wen Liang on the opposite side didn't know when she stood up, her back was facing this side, and she didn't know what to do standing there if she didn't sleep at night.The warm and thin back was thin, and under the dim orange light of the hotel, the lines of the bones fainted into shadows, and the two dimples on the back waist were decorated just right.Under the dark gray fabric, thin muscles were faintly visible on the two slender legs.

Qiao Shuo stared at the softly glowing back under the light, and sighed: It's a pity not to cup such a beautiful back.He stretched out his fingers and drew on the smooth back teasingly.Then the two wrestled together and fell into a pile of quilts, and then inexplicably turned into an extremely intimate posture.

The warm and cool face was very close, and the eyes were illuminated by the warm light, flashing a clear smile that Qiao Shuo had never seen before.Qiao Shuo felt a little dizzy from such gazes, a strong sense of distortion surged up from an unknown corner, and he wasn't even sure whether the warmth and coolness in front of him was real.

Qiao Shuo leaned over, warm arms wrapped around his neck and waist to hug him.Qiao Shuo followed his movements and dropped kisses on his forehead, nose tip, lips and neck.While his heart was restless, he also felt absurd at the same time, as if he was looking at all this from a third-person perspective, but he was irresistibly immersed in it.

A voice said: This is a dream, this is a dream...

Qiao Shuo turned around and saw Wen Liang walking into the bathroom, and he followed involuntarily.Wen Liang stood in the innermost corner with his back to this side, with his head upturned and drenched in water, the water flowed down his back, his thin figure showed a fragile beauty.

Qiao Shuo lowered his head and saw the water on the ground mixed with bright red blood flowing towards this side, quickly covering his ankles.When he looked up again, he found that Wen Liang had turned around. There was no expression on that bloodless face, but there was a kind of withering and despair for no reason. The shower kept pouring water down, tears The same flow criss-crossed on his face, flowed down his arm, and flowed through the deep scar on his left wrist, washing away and turning into blood.

Qiao Shuo's heart beat suddenly and violently, and he walked towards Wen Liang, wading through the bloody water that covered his knees, eagerly but helplessly trying to cover the wound on Wen Liang's wrist, but he fell to the ground and couldn't get up no matter how hard he crawled.He looked straight at Wen Liang, but he couldn't make any sound when he opened his mouth - do you hurt?are you crying

"Old Joe, Old Joe, wake up!"

The moment Qiao Shuo woke up, his mind went blank. He gasped for breath trying to get rid of the drowning-like suffocation. For a while, his limbs seemed to be numb and unable to move.After a while, he noticed the warmth and coolness standing by the bed.

"Old Qiao, you're dreaming again." Seeing him wake up, Wen Liang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he smiled helplessly——Qiao Shuo's problem of talking in sleep has been exposed since the first day they became roommates He just heard what Qiao Shuo said about cupping him, and he thought it was Qiao Shuo talking about another whimsical joke.

Qiao Shuo looked at Wen Liang and remained silent for a long time.The orange light at the head of the bed was very dim, half of Wen Liang's face was illuminated by the warm light, his eyes were clear and warm, and the other half of his face was hidden in the darkness.He frowned slightly, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

This familiar face overlapped with the pale, desperate, wet face in the dream, and scenes from the dream resurfaced in front of my eyes.This could probably be regarded as a nightmare, it was horribly real and eerie.The continuous flow of blood seems to be able to submerge people in despair, which is suffocating.Qiao Shuo couldn't help shivering.

"What's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Wen Liang stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

Qiao Shuo shook his head in a daze, his eyes followed Wen Liang's hand involuntarily, and looked along his wrist.The light was dim, but he could still see the scar on Wen Liang's wrist, and he remembered what he tried his best to shout in his dream.How much does it hurt to hurt yourself?What kind of mood and expression did he have at that time?Will he weep in despair?

It was rare for Qiao Shuo to be so quiet and at a loss, it looked really weird, Wen Liang looked at him in a daze with worry, and reached out to pat his face: "Old Qiao, what's the matter?"

"I was scared by you." Qiao Shuo stared depressedly at Wen Liang's seemingly innocent face, grasped his arm, and rubbed his thumb vigorously on his wrist - it was smooth, but could faintly feel unevenness , the touch is not smooth.

A flash of defensiveness flashed in Wen Liang's eyes, and he quickly raised his other hand to push away Qiao Shuo's hand, breaking away from his grip.Wen Liang stood up, the warm light no longer shone on him, his face was hidden in the darkness, and his whole body was gloomy.

The atmosphere was very cold for a while, but Qiao Shuo still fixed his eyes on Wen Liang's face as a matter of course, without giving in or speaking.Now Wen Liang was a little flustered, he clenched his hands uncomfortably, and after a while he choked out a sentence unnaturally: "I'm too sleepy, I'm going to sleep first."

Wen Liang lay down on the opposite bed, covered the quilt, and turned her back to Qiao Shuo.He curled up in the quilt, holding his left wrist tightly with his right hand.Old Qiao had seen this scar in the last semester, when Wen Liang told him it was a tattoo, he believed it.

But this secret will be known sooner or later.Unconsciously, his chest was already heavily suppressed, Wen Liang frowned tightly, and the messy thoughts and confusion in his heart were constantly colliding and entangled, as if he could never get out.

How would Qiao Shuo feel when that time really came?What will you think of him?Will he be as cold and distant as those who have nothing to do with him, or will he sneer at him as cowardly and mentally disturbed?No, Old Joe must not be like this.He is so cheerful and enthusiastic, he will smile sympathetically and curiously and say: "Depression? It's nothing like that, you just think too much, you can't do it yourself, why can't you think about it? I don't understand. Come to Grandpa Smile."

Either way, he was unwilling to face it.How can you understand, old Joe, you better don't know anything.Wen Liang felt his eye sockets a little sore, he opened his eyes wide and blinked a few times, but his heart became even more blocked.He is a monster shrouded in haze in the deep sea, while Qiao Shuo is a young man standing in the sunshine on the shore and growing freely.Of course he doesn't understand, what do people from different worlds use to communicate?He is bright and beautiful, just looking at it from a distance, but getting close will only suffocate both of them.

Qiao Shuo looked at Wen Liang who was wrapped tightly in the quilt and pretended to be asleep, and felt inexplicably suffocated in his heart.It never occurred to him that Wen Liang, who seemed to have the gentlest personality, was the most difficult person to get in touch with. Everyone was deceived by his appearance.Under his mask is the indifference and alienation of being thousands of miles away. He will interrupt your self-righteousness unexpectedly when you think you have a good relationship with him, making you embarrassed and angry for a while, just like being played. .

Qiao Shuo took a deep breath irritably, then reached out to turn off the light, and turned his back to Wen Liang.After closing his eyes, he didn't feel sleepy, and the scene in the dream gradually appeared in his mind, gradually becoming complete from fragmentary.All the things in the dream happened in this small room, so real that it seemed that the source of the dream could not be found.

Qiao Shuo tried hard to think back for a long time, and the picture of herself embracing and kissing Wen Liang appeared in front of her eyes.Qiao Shuo's dazed head suddenly seemed to be poured with cold water, he opened his eyes suddenly, his heart was full of disbelief.Is this something Qiao Shuo can do?He pressed Wen Liang on the bed and kissed him?Qiao Shuo's heart suddenly exploded - how could he have such a dream!Wen Liang is a roommate!It's a man!

For some reason, Qiao Shuo suddenly remembered that she was asked by her cousin if she liked boys, and by someone from the same school if she liked roommates.Qiao Shuo fell into deep self-doubt: What's going on?Is there any basis for their asking this way?Did they see something?

Qiao Shuo was terrified, and frantically took out the phone from the pillow, opened Du Niang and began to search: what happened when I dreamed that I kissed my roommate.The content he found was either about interpreting dreams, or it was irrelevant. He patiently scrolled through more than ten pages, but he didn't find any reliable answers.

Qiao Shuo was really too lazy to find the answer. He put the phone back next to the pillow, closed his eyes, but still kept thinking about that absurd dream in his mind.In the dream, he kissed Wen Liang's face up and down, and Wen Liang had no intention of resisting.Wen Liang's smile was clear, her lips were soft, her breathing was hot, her neck was smooth, her collarbone was thin, and there was a scent coming from her body... It's a big deal!It was just a dream, where did these real feelings come from!

Thinking about it later, the picture became a bit weird, the dream changed suddenly, before the kiss was over, Wen Liang went to the bathroom, the wound on the wrist still had so much blood, it was mixed in the water and quickly submerged the person .The feeling of suffocation is also so real.

Recalling the semester with Wen Liang, Wen Liang never mentioned his depression, and rarely showed extremely negative emotions.The only time Qiao Shuo saw Wen Liang collapsed was in the dark corridor of Wenhe cafeteria. At that time, Wen Liang squatted against the wall, buried his face in his palms and cried tremblingly, tears overflowed from his fingers, but still Without saying a word, the next morning it was like nothing had happened.

When he was worried, Wen Liang often had two big dark circles under his eyes.Qiao Shuo looked at his haggard appearance, feeling mixed feelings in his heart. He said it was distressing. It seemed that the old men said this word was a bit against the law. He just didn't want to see Wen Liang like this.He had searched Du Niang for a lot of things about depression, and he was even more uncertain. He was afraid that Wen Liang would not be able to think about it, and he was afraid that mentioning it rashly would expose his scars, so from time to time, he seemed to be unintentional. the bed curtain to see if he's still alive...

Cough, Wen Liang, Dad is worried about you!Thinking about this, Qiao Shuo turned over and faced Wen Liang's direction.He saw a faint light on Wen Liang's side, probably because he was not asleep and was looking at his phone.

Wen Liang lay with his back to Qiao Shuo, the phone's light was dimmed.He didn't bring a diary when he came out to play, so he typed a line in Qiuqiu's chat box and sent it to his own account.

"2018.4.6. Friday. In the early morning. After staying in the dark for a long time, the sun shone on my body and felt stinging."

Sensing the sound of Qiao Shuo turning over, Wen Liang moved the phone down subconsciously, opened the status bar, and it was already the dimmest light.In order not to let the light shine on Qiao Shuo, Wen Liang also turned over, and when he turned over, he happened to meet the eyes of Qiao Shuo who was opposite.

Both of them were inexplicably unnatural, and turned off their mobile phones almost at the same time.

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The author has something to say:

Let's just say, Old Joe is really capable of dreaming, he often talks in his sleep, the most important thing is that his dreams seem to be able to predict the future hahaha, like a superpower.This dream can be regarded as a metaphor, and it also shows that Qiao Shuo has always been worried about the cold depression in his heart.Although Old Qiao is very arrogant and has a petty temper, he is a very kind person.As for Wen Liang, I think he has always been a particularly contradictory person. On the surface and group, he is actually withdrawn in his heart, which can be regarded as a kind of hot outside and cold inside (right).Wen Liang knew that Old Qiao was kind to him, but he didn't know how to accept other people's kindness at all.