Demolition of the bridge across the river

At the same time when his head was picked up, Jiang Chao's words first flashed in Gou Xiaohe's mind: If you have something to say, talk to Bian Qiao.

Confusion and fear surged up together with the pain in the back of his head, he stared blankly at Bianqiao, opened his mouth, unable to speak for a while.

It's really not that he doesn't want to have a good talk with Bian Qiao.

Bianqiao like this really scares him.

"Don't be angry." Years of habit made him apologize first as soon as he uttered a word.

He wanted to stretch out his hand to cover his head, but he didn't dare to move. He could only tentatively hold Shang Bianqiao's wrist, and then he opened his mouth and his nose immediately became sore: "...it hurts."

Bian Qiao looked at his rapidly reddened eye sockets, frowned slightly, with a flash of annoyance, and slowly relaxed his grip.

He wanted to imitate Jiang Chao and patted Gou Xiaohe's head, but his movements were very unskilled, as soon as he raised his wrist, Gou Xiaohe shrank his head.

Bian Qiao's hand paused, pressed firmly on top of his head, and still patted him.

"Gou Xiaohe." He asked Gou Xiaohe to look up and look at him with good eyes, "Don't hide from me."

"Of course I don't want to hide from you," Gou Xiaohe saw that he was normal, but felt more uncomfortable than being scared just now, "But I told you all about it yesterday, why are you still like this today?"

He was a little aggrieved as he spoke, and rubbed the back of his head again: "You've been really scary these two days, you always seem to want to beat me up."

Bian Qiao couldn't explain to him the difference between "beating" and "impulsiveness". After all, if his desires for Gou Xiaohe were really fully released, the ferocity would probably be no different from violence.

These things that cannot be expressed or expressed can only be suppressed by him in the body.

Emotions and kettles are the same, and they must be carried around without any leaks.As long as there is a slight opening - just like experiencing the loss of control last night, the impulse will only become more and more uncontrollable.

He didn't speak, and Gou Xiaohe didn't know what to say.

In the past, Bianqiao didn't talk when he was in a bad mood, but he was never afraid.

Facing such a Bianqiao now, he only felt panicked, not sure which sentence he said was wrong, and whether it would drive him crazy again.

Gou Xiaohe came over and circled the two of them twice, grabbed Bian Qiao's trouser legs and pulled towards the door, then sat down and tilted his head, stuck out his tongue, and gave them a "bark".

"It wants to go out to play, so I'll take it for a walk." Gou Xiaohe didn't know what to do, so he looked down at the dog, and took advantage of this reason to hurry to find the leash.

The dog Xiaohe followed happily, his tail flicking "pop".

When squatting in the porch to leash the dog, Gou Xiaohe could feel that Bianqiao was still standing there looking at him.

After hesitating for a while, he still didn't look back, opened the door and ran out with the dog: "I'll go for a walk and I'll be back!"

The summer heat in June is not too heavy. In the evening, many people in the community came out for a walk.

Gou Xiaohe wandered aimlessly with the dog, no matter where he went, thinking that Bianqiao might still be unhappy when he went back later, he had a headache.

"Hey—" He suddenly squatted down on the ground, hugged his head and rubbed it.

The dog Xiaohe was about to crawl into the grass with his legs crossed, he was strangled and yelled back with his ears between his ears.

"What's the matter?" Gou Xiaohe was so depressed that the corners of his mouth drooped, and he dragged the dog over and rubbed it carelessly.

Taking the dog around the neighborhood, he went to the convenience store at the door and bought two bottles of Liziyuan. He dawdled until it was dark, and then Gou Xiaohe dragged his bag home.

The living room didn't turn on the light, so he wiped the dog Xiaohe's feet, went upstairs with the plum garden in his hands, knocked on the door and poked his head in.

Bian Qiao was taking a bath, the air conditioner in the room was freezing low, Gou Xiaohe put the plum garden on the computer desk, turned off the air conditioner and opened the window for ventilation, and watered the Xincheng tree by the way.

A call came in from the cell phone, Hu Yuan's. He was about to answer it when he heard the sound of water in the bathroom stop. Thinking about it, he ran to his room with the cell phone in his hand.

It's nothing for Hu Yuan to make a phone call. He also went crazy all night after the college entrance examination, and stayed at home to catch up on sleep during the day.

"I'll go play with you," he said to Gou Xiaohe, "my mother can't rush me this time."

"When?" Gou Xiaohe asked.

"Let's go without talking about it, and you can leave if you buy a ticket." Hu Yuan heard that he was a little hesitant, and asked again, "Do you have arrangements?"

"No." Gou Xiaohe said.

He had originally planned to arrange it, and it was still a while before he was able to fill in the volunteers. He wanted to go out with Bian Qiao and have fun.

I have been here for two or three years, and I have never traveled far. I have never been to several cities around where I can travel.

Let alone traveling now, the two of them struggled to communicate normally.

"How about I go find you?" Gou Xiaohe thought about it, "I haven't been back for a long time."

"You and Bianqiao?" Hu Yuan said "Tsk", "Can he stay here when he comes back? He's going to make me go on a day trip, right?"

"No, myself." Gou Xiaohe turned over and looked at the desk calendar used to decorate the bedside, "I want to go back and see grandma."

"That's fine." Hu Yuan was very happy, he didn't care where he was, anyway, as long as there were people playing, "Come back, there's a big shopping mall in town, I'll take you there to play."

Urging Gou Xiaohe to look at the ticket, the two chatted without saying a word.

Hu Yuan told Gou Xiaohe about interesting things in their school and village, and Gou Xiaohe listened to it as fun, but he had other things on his mind and always wanted to tell Hu Yuan about Bianqiao, but he couldn't find a suitable one after thinking for a long time. Entrance.

He played a few more games, and when Hu Yuan was urged by his mother to take a shower, Gou Xiaohe realized that two or three hours had passed before he knew it, and his phone was almost dead.

Rubbing his elbows and getting up, he went to the Bianqiao house to look for a charger, and when he opened the door, Bianqiao was just outside the door, and he was planning to come in just by looking at his gestures.

"I bought you a plum garden and put it on the table." Gou Xiaohe hurriedly said, "Did you see it?"

"En." Bian Qiao's eyes were much more relaxed than in the evening, and he took a step forward and asked him, "Why are you in this room?"

"I made a phone call with Hu Yuan." Gou Xiaohe scratched his back, and walked sideways from the door frame and side bridge, "The phone is dead, and my charger seems to be stuck together with yours."

He went to find the charger, and Bian Qiao pursed his lips and followed him, leaning against the door to look at him.

Gou Xiaohe took his pajamas, toothbrush, and other odds and ends by the way, and walked to the door, but was blocked by the side bridge.

"Where are you going?" Bian Qiao asked.

"I'm going to sleep in my room," Gou Xiaohe thumped when he met his eyes, and reminded him in a low voice, "Didn't you let me sleep with you?"

Bian Qiao's breathing was frozen, and he took a deep breath before resisting the urge to strangle Gou Xiaohe to death.

"I won't let you sleep?" He repeated with a tense voice, "Why didn't you hear me when I said something else?"

No longer sleeping with Bian Qiao, no longer kissing Bian Qiao, no longer clinging to him, and cuddling with him are the words Gou Xiaohe himself said yesterday.

He blurted it out at the time, but this evening he was kicked off by Bianqiao again. When he was walking the dog, he thought a lot and analyzed a lot. He felt that some things really needed to be explained clearly.

"I was wrong before, Bianqiao."

Gou Xiaohe was a little nervous, he hadn't talked to Bianqiao so rigidly before, he had to struggle to organize every sentence in his heart.

"You told me several times before, telling me to keep a distance from you, saying that you are different from me, and telling me not to be tired of you all the time. Where you stand, I really feel for you."

"Thinking about it carefully, if there is a girl who is sticky to me every day, I will definitely be upset."

For example, when he beat him up, he felt ashamed, and Bian Qiao became even more ashamed. He quickly adjusted his thinking, and then got back to business.

"Actually, we are the same to each other. I also like you very much, but we are both good friends."

"It's because we've been together all the time, and I always don't consider your mood, and kiss you or something..."

Gou Xiaohe still felt his throat numb when he said these two words, the feeling of Bian Qiao holding his face yesterday and licking his little tongue was still very vivid in his mouth, making him swallow his throat.

"You haven't kissed anyone before, so you misunderstood yourself and wanted to do something else, thinking that you liked me 'that'."

"It's true that the two of us shouldn't be like that. We've both graduated from high school, and we're not kids anymore. I can't keep clinging to you."

"Don't worry, I will go back to sleep in my own room in the future, and I won't provoke you. Don't be like yesterday...it's really bad."

At the end of Gou Xiaohe's words, he was actually quite disappointed.

No one likes Bianqiao more than him. He likes to rely on Bianqiao for everything, and likes to sleep with him. He is very down-to-earth.

To get rid of these habits, for him, it was like quitting eating and drinking, and he had to remind himself at any time.

You can't change it.

Bian Qiao is right, no matter how good a friend is, he can't be so unconscious.

Especially knowing that Bianqiao likes boys.

Gou Xiaohe stumbled and shared his mental journey, and he didn't dare to look at Bianqiao during the speech. He didn't look up at Bianqiao until he finished the last word.

Bian Qiao kept looking at him.

But his suppressed anger was gone, just watching, with every word Gou Xiaohe said, the emotion in his eyes sank little by little.

"Gou Xiaohe." It took him a while to speak, his voice was hoarse, "Do you think you are too selfish?"

Gou Xiaohe was stunned.

Bian Qiao seemed to have a lot of accusations to say, but seeing Gou Xiaohe's guarded and nervous look, he couldn't say a word.

"Forget it." He lowered his eyes as if admitting defeat, and grasped Gou Xiaohe's wrist with very light force, "Don't change it, I'll change it."

"I was wrong yesterday, and I won't bully you in the future." He wanted to take Gou Xiaohe to the house, "Don't go out to sleep, come and stay with me."

When Bian Qiao talked to Gou Xiaohe in this way before, he could fly with joy.

"I'd better go back to my room."

But he didn't move, hesitantly pushed away Bian Qiao's hand and pulled his neck out.

"I want to go back to my hometown to visit my grandma. I have agreed with Hu Yuan that I have to get up early in the morning for the car at six o'clock tomorrow morning..."

Bianqiao stopped abruptly, clenched his empty palms, and turned to look at him with ice-like eyes.