person oxidized by love

The three-day New Year’s Day holiday came after the cultural gala. Yi Jin came to Zhou Keyun’s house to look for him and asked him to accompany him to burn incense. What fragrance? Have you finished your homework?"

"I'll have time to write on the last day!" Yi Jin made a begging gesture, "Brother, please."

"You ask Ji Xing to come back to accompany you." Zhou Keyun was agitated in his heart, saying that when Ji Xing answered his name, he rolled over quickly, as if he was going to burn his tongue.

Yi Jin put his face on his face and sighed: "I've looked for him, and he said he's not feeling well."

"Is that why you were asked to replace him yesterday?" Zhou Keyun asked with a frown.

"That's not true, I'm just complaining." Yi Jin said.

Zhou Keyun took a deep breath and replied, "Oh."

"What are you doing? Those people in your class are really too much. They talked nonsense about Xinghui before, but this time they performed Xinghui with good intentions and made it like this." Yi Jin was a little angry as he spoke, and scolded by the way Zhou Keyun, "You are too, are you stupid? Your EQ is all eaten up by your IQ. I don't know how to help people out."

Zhou Keyun replied blankly: "You are the best at helping."

Yi Jin looked at him inexplicably: "Why do I think you are angry with me?"

"No." Zhou Keyun stiffened his mouth.

He was indeed a little angry, but it wasn't because of Yi Jin. After calming down all night, he knew that Ji Xinghui couldn't be blamed for this, he was just angry with himself.

In the end, they went out together. The Xuanmiao Temple in Xinggang Old City has always been very popular. Today is not the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, so there are not many people.

A ticket of ten yuan comes with three sticks of incense. Zhou Keyun is materialistic, but he took it out of politeness.

The trees inside were verdant, and there was even a cat taking a nap at the entrance of the Hall of Sanqing. Zhou Keyun followed Ji Xinghui's example and worshiped incense. He closed his eyes and thought of Ji Xinghui again, feeling itchy in his heart, and finally made a wish.

After going out, Yi Jin bought milk tea at a nearby shop, and while waiting, couldn't help but said, "Why didn't you ask me what I wished for?"

Zhou Keyun glanced at him, and cooperated very casually: "What wish?"

"Actually, I just want everything to go well." Yi Jin chuckled, "Don't miss me when I go abroad."

Yi Jin will go abroad after graduating from high school, and he has a very clear plan for his life.Zhou Keyun nodded, and rarely said softly: "It will go well."

"By the way, who chose the poem you read yesterday? I like Auden the most." Yi Jin said.

"Do you know this poem?" Zhou Keyun asked him.

""Funeral Blues", I really like it." Yi Jin poked open the milk tea, puffed his cheeks and said, "If you don't watch the movie, you definitely don't know, there is something in "Four Weddings and a Funeral"."

When Zhou Keyun attended Yi Jin's funeral later, he regretted it. In fact, he never believed in anything superstitious, but the poem he read to Yi Jin was like a metaphor or a curse that year.

The funeral season Xinghui followed far behind, Zhou Keyun didn't know if he had cried in secret, the corners of his eyes were red, he was wearing a black shirt, his whole body looked so thin, as if he was about to be shattered in the wind at any time.

At that moment Zhou Keyun felt confused, he began to doubt the conclusion he had made about Ji Xinghui's relationship with Yi Jin, he didn't know whether Ji Xinghui loved Yi Jin or not.

In the end Zhou Keyun didn't have the courage to stop Ji Xing from saying something, the connection between them was so fragile, without Yi Jin, they were no different from strangers.

As time passed, Zhou Keyun and Ji Xinghui once again stood in front of Yi Jin's tomb, and the relationship between them changed. Zhou Keyun didn't know whether the marriage certificate was strong enough.

"I told Yi Jin in my third year of high school that I was going back to Xuanshi for the winter vacation. After school started, he called and scolded me, crying and cursing at the same time." Zhou Keyun said suddenly.

Ji Xinghui raised his face and smiled slightly: "He told me that he said he would never talk to you again."

"The relationship between you two was the best at that time." Zhou Keyun also looked at him, and he seemed to want to find the answer from Ji Xinghui's reaction back then.

Ji Xing pursed his lower lip, turned his head to look at the photo on Yi Jin's tombstone, and said softly, "He is a very good person."

But good people don't last long, and Yi Jin's future was completely disrupted by the disease, so he had to give up going abroad and take a break from school to recuperate at home.

It was also at that time that Yi Jin knew the complicated story behind the oolong at the New Year's Day party.

"You can hold back!" Yi Jin yelled while sitting in the wheelchair, "Then why don't you confess?"

The sun was very good that day, Zhou Keyun pushed him slowly in the courtyard of the hospital, and answered after a long time: "He doesn't like me, and I don't want to do things that have no results."

Yi Jin looked at him like iron and steel: "If you chase him, won't there be results?"

Thinking about it now, Yi Jin is indeed the most sensible person. If Zhou Keyun could be more honest, maybe the story between him and Ji Xinghui could be simpler.

For so many years, Zhou Keyun has been giving Ji Xing kickback points in his heart, one point for avoiding sight when meeting him head-on, one point for not talking to him, ten points for running away at the New Year’s Day party, and twenty points for letting him dove at the piano recital. When it reached zero, Ji Xinghui kissed him.

At the class reunion during the summer vacation of the junior year, Zhou Keyun hadn't planned to come, but someone in the quiet group of boys suddenly said that Ji Xinghui also came, which is really rare.

Zhou Keyun's head was hot. He took a taxi from Xiting to Xinggang, but he didn't make it in time to eat. He entered the KTV private room and was immediately surrounded.

Ji Xing was sitting back in the corner, talking to a girl next to him. He looked much more talkative than before, with a smile on his face all the time, polite and polite.

Zhou Keyun was dragged to drink, but he couldn't help but keep looking over.

In the second half, everyone was almost drunk. Zhou Keyun squeezed to Ji Xinghui's side through the confusion. He drank a little too much, and when he sat down, he accidentally pressed his hand on Ji Xinghui's thigh.

Ji Xinghui seemed taken aback by him: "Zhou Keyun, have you drunk too much?"

Zhou Keyun shook his head, but didn't move his hands away. He said, "Do you want to go to the toilet?"

Ji Xing replied that he thought he was too drunk and wanted to go to the bathroom, so he said in a good temper, "I'll go with you."

The corridor of the KTV is very long, with large yellow tiles, and the lights are very yellow, illuminating people's faces very badly.

At the corner into the bathroom, Zhou Keyun didn't stand firm, he almost pressed Ji Xinghui against the wall, they were so close, he could even see the fine hairs on Ji Xinghui's face.

This situation has nothing to do with romance, but Zhou Keyun really wanted to kiss him.

Ji Xing pulled him back into the toilet cubicle, and before the door could be closed, the two kissed together.

Zhou Keyun smelled a strong smell of disinfectant, he couldn't help pinching Ji Xinghui's chin, forcing him to look up.

Because they were too close, both of them reacted a little.

Ji Xinghui's breathing was unsteady, but his expression was very calm. He asked bluntly, "Do you want to do it?"

Zhou Keyun was a little angry, he didn't understand why Ji Xinghui could speak so calmly.

They went to the hotel across the street, Zhou Keyun regretted a little while taking a shower, what is this?A one-night stand with an old classmate?

He propped his hands on the bathroom wall, feeling tight in his chest. He never thought that his persistence and sincerity all these years would be treated so hastily in the end.

Zhou Keyun went out, and Ji Xinghui was sitting by the bed with his knees together, and he was in a daze with his hair down.

When Zhou Keyun walked in front of him, Ji Xinghui raised his head, the corners of his eyes were a little red, as if he had cried.

Zhou Keyun cupped his chin, and suddenly asked: "Do you want to regret it?"

Ji Xinghui looked at him in a daze, his expression so obedient that Zhou Keyun found it unbearable.

The process was not very smooth, Ji Xing knelt in front of him to expand himself, frowning, but made a sound that made people think.

Zhou Keyun was very drunk, and felt that Ji Xinghui's performance was too proficient, and he thought of those rumors that were not true or not, so he pressed Ji Xinghui's crotch, pushed his legs away with his knees, and invaded very forcefully.

The night was too long, and Zhou Keyun found that the reality was far more vivid than he imagined. The pictures he had imagined were not as good as his eyes. Ji Xinghui's face was reflected by the bedside lamp. He looked so cute but wanted to see him Painful look.

Zhou Keyun is rarely addicted to one thing, but today he couldn't control himself.

Halfway through, Ji Xinghui's cell phone rang, and he tried to look up from under the quilt, but immediately fell down because of Zhou Keyun's movements.

Zhou Keyun took the phone over and took a look, then said in a calm voice, "Do you want to pick it up? Let him hear it?"

Ji Xinghui shook his head brokenly, pouted his butt even higher, and said "no more".

Zhou Keyun put the phone aside, he looked at the back of Ji Xinghui's neck fascinated, the skin was so white that it seemed to be shining.

Pressing his fingers on it, he thought wickedly, Ji Xinghui was made into this state by him now, even if he just marked him like this, he probably wouldn't resist.

Immediately Zhou Keyun was frightened by his own thought, he thought, he is really crazy.

At dawn, Zhou Keyun found Ji Xinghui's cell phone from between the bed and the bedside table. It showed several missed calls, all of which were from Tang Cheng.

There is also Tangcheng's WeChat message, "Don't worry about grandma's medical expenses, there is always a way, and if you see the news, give me a call back."

Zhou Keyun sat on the edge of the bed and frowned. He did something unscrupulous. He unlocked his phone with Ji Xinghui's fingerprint.He checked Ji Xinghui's payment software and saw the name of the hospital.

Zhou Keyun found the checkbook from his bag and wrote it quickly.

He sat on the side of the bed, Ji Xing fell asleep quietly under the quilt, the air conditioner made the sound of cooling, everything seemed peaceful and peaceful.

Zhou Keyun put the check and Ji Xinghui's cell phone on the bedside table together, and took one last look at him.

Zhou Keyun found that this was always the case between him and Ji Xinghui. He was about to leave Xinggang when he was in high school, and this time he was about to go abroad.

So when he was in high school, he convinced himself that he would soon forget this insignificant heartbeat in his student days, and it would be the same this time.

This 10 yuan check became Zhou Keyun's psychological comfort. At that time, he naively thought that his relationship could pay off money and goods.

Before he and Ji Xing returned to collect the certificate, Zhou Keyun came to visit Yi Jin alone. He smiled wryly and said, "If you don't leave, will I be able to avoid a lot of detours?"