Demolition of the bridge across the river

"So you let him out?"

Jiang Chao leaned against the bay window of Bianqiao's room, with one leg bent and stepping on the edge, his forearm resting on his knee, and he slightly raised his eyebrows.

Bian Qiao's posture was similar to his, lying crookedly in the computer chair, leaning his head on the armrest of the chair with his elbows, pointing the mouse with the other hand, and dragging lazily on the computer.

"Hmm." He responded without ups and downs.

"Then he went back to his hometown today?" Jiang Chao's expression was a little strange, "Already left?"

"En." Bianqiao said again.

"Fuck." Thinking about that scene, Jiang Chao was a little too shocked, couldn't help but cursed with a smile, "What's the matter with you two?"

Bian Qiao finally turned his face to look at him, expressionless, but couldn't hide the irritability and frustration in his eyes.

"Who are you asking?" He looked at Jiang Chao and said, "Do I still need to call you if I know what's going on?"

"I didn't expect Gou Xiaohe to be so tough." Jiang Chao raised his head and rubbed the center of his brows, still wanting to laugh, and he was puzzled while laughing, "Shouldn't it?"

All he said was bullshit.

Anyone who knew Bian Qiao and Gou Xiaohe thought that Gou Xiaohe was eaten to death by Bian Qiao, no matter how bad Bian Qiao was, he was good in Gou Xiaohe's eyes.

It's unreasonably good.

It was so good that he didn't even need to mention the refusal, just to run back to his hometown directly to avoid the bridge, no one would believe that it was something Gou Xiaohe could do.

He just did it.

"Isn't he inseparable from you every day?" Even Jiang Chao couldn't analyze Gou Xiaohe's brain circuits, so he still had to ask Bian Qiao, "What did you do to people to scare you like this?"

When Bian Qiao heard him mention this, his eyelashes drooped, and he turned his face away with his chin in his hand.

"It's because I've gone a little too far." He knew he couldn't say it when he bullied people to the point of peeing his pants.

"You must have passed." Jiang Chao said.

"I told you the other day that he still has a brain circuit of a straight man, so don't scare him." He switched legs and sighed leisurely, "But I didn't expect to be so scared."

"It's useless." Bianqiao was very irritable, rolled the mouse twice, frowned and pushed the mouse out.

"It's useless. It's soft and not enlightened, and it's hard to be afraid." He recalled every time he expressed to Gou Xiaohe overtly and secretly, thinking of his reactions, and his appearance of never being enlightened, he felt defeated.

"...the brain is like a sewer." He leaned his head back on the back of the chair and closed his eyes tiredly.

Jiang Chao looked at him for a while, then sat up straight with interest: "Tell me again."

"What did you say?" Bian Qiao asked.

"Tell me about you two." Jiang Chao said, "From childhood to adulthood, you can do anything."

Gou Xiaohe got off the bus, bowed and sneezed.

He rubbed his nose and looked around the bus station. Since he was picked up by his aunt, this was the first time he came back by himself. He was half asleep and half awake all morning in the car, and his mind was still a little groggy. He fell to the ground suddenly. I can't figure it out.

The train departed at six o'clock in the morning, and it was exactly eleven o'clock when we arrived at the place. It was just around the time of meal, and the sun shone directly from the top of our heads.

Gou Xiaohe didn't bother to leave when Hu Yuan said he would come to pick him up from the bus station to the village. He squatted down in the shade at the gate of the bus station and took out his cell phone to send a message.

He took a photo of the bus station and poked Hu Yuan on WeChat: I'm here

Hu Yuan replied after a while: Fuck, why are you so fast today?

Hu Yuan: I just took a shit, I’m going out now

Hu Yuan: Don't run around!just wait there for me

Gou Xiaohe: [wiping sweat.jpg][wiping sweat.jpg]

In less than 2 minutes, Hu Yuan sent another voice over. Hearing the background voice, he was already on his way: "Find a shop and wait for me. Have something to drink."

Gou Xiaohe has not recovered from his motion sickness, so he doesn't want to talk, so he continues typing: I'm not hungry

"Damn, this conversation sounds very familiar, very familiar, but our roles have been switched." Hu Yuan said with a smile.

Gou Xiaohe also felt familiar.

Looking forward from his squatting position, crossing a road is the hotel where he and Bianqiao stayed last time.

Gou Xiaohe felt that he was influenced by Bianqiao every day, and his eyesight changed. The last time he saw this hotel was not so dilapidated, but now when he looks at it alone, it really looks like a black shop no matter how you look at it.

Including those small restaurants and snacks on the street, Bian Qiao couldn't help but frown when he walked in.

Now he looks at it and doesn't want to go in, he has no appetite.

I have become vain.

He blamed himself with guilt in his heart.

As the sun rose higher and higher, the shade where he squatted became narrower and narrower, leaving only a narrow gap against the wall.

Gou Xiaohe didn't move, just continued to squat against the sun, chatting with Hu Yuan.

Every time he clicked on WeChat, Bianqiao's name was placed at the top of all the chat boxes. He subconsciously poked in it several times, habitually wanting to send some nonsense to Bianqiao, and he endured it before quitting.

Yesterday he told Bian Qiao that he was going back to his hometown, but Bian Qiao stared at him for a long time and said "Get lost".

Gou Xiaohe rolled, and when he was about to leave early in the morning, he walked around the door of Bianqiao's room twice, guessing that Bianqiao was still sleeping, but he still didn't go in.

I don't know what Bianqiao is doing now.

Gou Xiaohe poked his profile picture and nodded a few more times, scrolling through the chat records of the two of them to pass the time, and couldn't help but want to have fun when he saw something interesting.

As soon as Hu Yuan came over, he could be seen squatting in the sun from a distance, looking like a fool.

"Gou Xiaohe!" He yelled, climbing over the guardrail from the middle of the road, "Forget about being lazy, you should follow the sun and move around."

"Why are you still wearing sunglasses." Gou Xiaohe looked up at him, "You even put on mousse."

"It's fucking called jelly water," Hu Yuan pushed up his sunglasses, "handsome?"

"It's kind of silly." Gou Xiaohe laughed uncontrollably.

"Go away." Hu Yuan kicked him into the bus station, "Anyway, Bianqiao is the most handsome in the whole world."

The two of them didn't go back to the village directly, they first went shopping in the new shopping mall that Hu Yuan had mentioned.

He said that he wanted to treat Gou Xiaohe to eat delicious food, and when the ordered meal came, Hu Yuan kept urging him to eat quickly, saying that he wanted to buy clothes, and asked Gou Xiaohe to help him as a reference.

Gou Xiaohe's clothes are basically bought by his aunt, and he wears what he buys, and he has no specific preferences.

Bian Qiao bought all his clothes by himself, and he had nothing to say about his aesthetics. Gou Xiaohe helped Hu Yuan choose clothes, and subconsciously chose according to Bian Qiao. At one moment, he felt that Hu Yuan’s T-shirt was dirty, and at another, he disliked the trousers he liked. Too unorthodox.

"Does this look good?" Putting on the outfit that Gou Xiaohe chose for him, Hu Yuan came out of the fitting room, and Hu Yuan awkwardly dragged it around in front of the mirror, "Isn't it a bit too coquettish?"

"Sao?" Gou Xiaohe stared.

"It's not that show..." Hu Yuan couldn't explain to him.

While the clerk was not paying attention, he had to pull the sunglasses over his face, take a quick selfie in the mirror, and then reluctantly went to check out: "Oh, forget it, just this one, it's tiring to buy clothes from you."

"It's pretty." Gou Xiaohe followed behind and encouraged him earnestly, "Bianqiao has a pair of pants that are similar to this, and they look pretty."

Hu Yuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, just pretending that he didn't hear the latter sentence.

He went to buy a pair of shoes again, he wanted to raise his legs when he was walking, and he invited Gou Xiaohe to drink a cup of milk tea, and when the heat was gone, the two went to find a car and go back to the village.

"Are you angry with Bian Qiao?" Hu Yuan asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Gou Xiaohe was about to sit in the seat by the window when he turned to look at Hu Yuan, "No."

"No?" Hu Yuan raised his face, pulled the air outlet of the air conditioner on his head, and squinted at him, "Every time you come back, you want to tie your phone to your wrist, one side is long and the other is short, why didn't you mention anything today? "

"You still come back by yourself, you will stay for two more days, and you are not in a hurry to leave." He counted Gou Xiaohe's unusual places one by one.

It's not that Gou Xiaohe wants to hide from Hu Yuan, he really doesn't know how to say it.

Now that Hu Yuan took the initiative to ask, he thought about it and was considering how to speak when Hu Yuan suddenly tugged at his collar and glanced at his neck and shoulders.

"What are you doing?" Gou Xiaohe looked at him warily.

"Why is there no sign this time? You two finally broke up?" Hu Yuan said the word "break up" as if he had a piece of ginger in his mouth, wrapping his tongue so as not to be heard by others.

Gou Xiaohe's face turned red in an instant.

"What!" He almost suppressed his throat, looked around, stretched his legs and kicked Hu Yuan under the seat, "What are you talking about?"

"Still pretending? Still pretending to be with me?" Hu Yuan looked very understanding, "If you come here, I will guess it, and I can't say you. You still have a mosquito bag... What kind of mosquito can suck out a shape? "

"I asked you if you were bullied by Bianqiao, and you said no. Seeing your virtue, you are quite happy."

"I didn't see it, Gou Xiaohe, you're having a good time. I said, why did you keep asking me random things before when I was fine, and asked for a film, then kissed, and asked if I was going to become gay."

"If I don't expose it, you kid can still pretend?"

Hu Yuan buried his head against the back of the front seat, and muttered to Gou Xiaohe in a low voice, speaking clearly and logically.

Gou Xiaohe was stunned when he heard this, feeling ashamed and strange. He always had the feeling that Hu Yuan's formulas were all written correctly, but all the calculations were wrong.

"No." He also leaned forward with the top of his head against the front seat, and muttered back at Hu Yuan in the same manner, "Really not!"

"Do you believe me?" Hu Yuan put on his sunglasses again.

Gou Xiaohe sighed, and simply had a showdown with him: "Actually, Bianqiao has been like that lately, getting more and more fierce. I don't know what to do, so I ran back."

"It's really not good, you'd better keep him cold."

Jiang Chao came out of the bathroom and flicked the water on Bianqiao.

Bian Qiao was sitting on the carpet grooming the dog Xiaohe, frowned and looked up at him.

"I also think that Gou Xiaohe must like you, but he just can't change his size." Jiang Chao also knelt down and rubbed the dog.

"In the past, I always felt that you were too restrained, and everything would be fine if you stabbed it. Now, the more you speak, the more you force him, and the more he hides. It's better to hang out like before, and he can't hold back his own stickiness." came back."

"What I want is not for him to cling to me." Bian Qiao knew it himself, but this was not what he wanted.

If he likes this person, he likes all of him, and only wants the other person's complete and complete feelings.

Not a habit, nor a dependence.

He doesn't like the so-called relationship and union like his father, his mother, and Aunt Gou Xiaohe.

Gou Xiaohe seemed to be able to feel his master's emotions, whimpered from his throat, and raised his head to lick Bianqiao's face.

Bian Qiao flicked the dog's nose, rubbed the dog's head and let it lie back on the ground.

"I understand what you mean." Jiang Chao looked at him teasing the dog, feeling a little helpless, "But what can I do now. I told you earlier, don't get close to straight men, you will become..."

He didn't finish the last sentence, thought for two seconds, and rubbed his fingers lightly.

"I seem to understand what Gou Xiaohe is thinking."

Bian Qiao listened to him several times in half a day, it was pure nonsense, and now he didn't even bother to lift his head.

"Gou Xiaohe likes you, but his liking is innate, not for you as a person." Jiang Chao said.

Bianqiao paused for a while, turned to look at Jiang Chao: "Crazy?"

"For example." Jiang Chao said crazy words, but he was very serious, sat down and patted the floor on the dog box.

"This is your dog. You take it home, feed it the best food and drink, take care of it from childhood to adulthood, and see that other people's dogs don't like it. You can hug it whenever you want, because it It's your dog."

"You love the dog, of course the dog loves you too. It clings to you, rubs against you, flirts with you, and licks you twice to make you happy."

"But if one day," Jiang Chao paused, "it wants to fuck you in heat, aren't you afraid?"

This analogy is not very appropriate. When Jiang Chao said the last sentence, he actually wanted to laugh, but neither he nor Bian Qiao could do it.

Bian Qiao's movements of grooming the dog were originally smooth and skillful, but following Jiang Chao's every word, he slowed down a little bit.

In the end he stopped completely, his eyes didn't know where to look, his expression was a little dazed, a kind of despondency mixed with numbness, like the frost that climbed up the window in autumn and winter, permeated from the bottom of his eyes layer by layer.

Jiang Chao looked at Bianqiao in front of him, and remembered the words Gou Xiaohe secretly called Bianqiao to go to the shopping mall to celebrate Bianqiao's birthday, and the scenes in the words suddenly became vivid.

——Thrown into the countryside, out of tune with the whole countryside, the lonely and thorny young Bianqiao; and Gou Xiaohe, who is kind-hearted by nature, tries his best to treat Bianqiao well.

"It's not that he doesn't like you, and it's not that he doesn't understand. He may just not be able to accept it." Jiang Chao was a little disappointed. "His liking is not in the same direction as yours, so I'm scared."

Gou Xiaohe waited on his stomach for a long time, but couldn't wait for Bian Qiao's hand, so he arched up and shook his hair dissatisfied.

"You two are really interesting too."

He stroked Gou Xiaohe's neck twice, Jiang Chao thought about it, but still smiled.

"Who is whose dog?"