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Song Zongyan didn't answer the phone, Wen Qiu listened to the busy tone gradually disappearing, leaving only the unbearable tinnitus and the round of darkness waiting for the dawn to dawn.He gradually lost his grip on the phone.

After the New Year's Day holiday ended, Qiu Yunqing urged him to go to school. Wen Qiu put away the broken Buddhist beads one by one and put them in the flannel box beside the bed.But he didn't go to school when he went out. The school was full of people, and when he went, he would always be stared at and whispered.He is not afraid of other people's eyes and sharp tongue, but he just doesn't want to accept it at this moment.

A fence was erected by the river, and it was rumored that people jumped into the river every year and could not find their bodies. Some committed suicide on purpose, and some fell drunk and never came up again.Wen Qiu stood by the fence, the upper half of his body hung on the rusty railing and looked down. The light made waves on the surface of the water, and the cold wind passed through his bent body.

After dinner, there were many children and a family of three walking near the embankment. Although it was cold, the sound of laughter and talking breathed out warm breath from a distance, rushing straight into Wen Qiu's ears, burning his internal organs. got mixed up.He drank a few cans of beer he bought casually from a roadside supermarket by himself, and the little girl shouted loudly, "Mom, look, hurry up." Someone set off fireworks in the distance, and the dark blue night sky suddenly lit up.Wen Qiu didn't go to see the beautiful fireworks, but just crushed the empty soda can and threw it into the trash can.

The guard at the south gate of the school questioned him why it took him so long to come to the school. At this time, he had already finished his evening self-study. Wen Qiu was young and could drink well, but he would show timidity when he drank beer. The irritability is stretched and wobbled.While the guard was talking, he quickly swiped his student card and slipped into the school.

The boys' dormitory building was very noisy. Some people were playing cards while others were playing cards against the wind. As soon as Wen Qiu arrived in the corridor, someone greeted him, and he waved his hand.The classmate who has always been on good terms moved closer to smell his neckline, and said with a smile, "I'm going to drink again, I haven't seen you for a few days."

Wen Qiu lifted the hand on his shoulder and smiled, "Go out to play for a few days."

"You can still be so casual in the third year of high school," the other party gave a thumbs up, "It's amazing, brother."

Well, great.

Wen Qiu walked to the door of his dormitory. Song Zongyan seemed to have forgotten to close the door tightly when he entered, and a gap as thick as an arm opened. His voice came out vaguely, mixed with female voices, beating back and forth on the tympanic membrane, the rhythm changed from slow to fast .

"Why don't I have a brother like you," Xia Yunjiao's distorted voice came out from the speaker, "Please show me the film after repairing it."

Song Zongyan hummed and asked her, "How's the training camp going?"

"It went very well. I had a meal with the teacher last night. I guess there's nothing wrong with it." Xia Yunjiao smiled, then paused before saying, "I'll wait until you come to Beijing for the exam."

……

"Hey, Wen Qiu, why don't you go in?" Someone patted his shoulder from behind.

Wen Qiu half leaned against the door frame, with his forehead against the wood, clusters of discomfort flowed from his stomach, and were about to burst into his throat.The voice inside suddenly cut off, and the speakerphone was turned off.

Wen Qiu pushed the door, took a step inside, and said, "Come in."

The classmate behind him shook his head and muttered, don't drink too much, then walked away.

Wen Qiu kicked the door shut.Song Zongyan sat on the chair and looked back at him. He didn't speak. He lowered his eyes and walked silently to his bed, put down his schoolbag, half-lyed on the bed, and put his hands on his stomach.

After not seeing each other for a few days, Song Zongyan wanted to ask something, but seeing Wen Qiu's appearance, he finally didn't ask.Turning his head, the phone screen was still on, and he was still talking.Xia Yunjiao fed him several times and asked him why he suddenly stopped talking.Song Zongyan said: "It's okay, you continue to talk."

Wen Qiu covered half of his face in the bed sheet, nothing remained in his eyes, only Song Zongyan's back, and his slender fingers were fiddling with the dismantled toy car on the table, the parts piled up half the table.His younger sister, Wen Qiu, had seen it. She didn't like to play with the dolls that most little girls like, but liked these things instead.

What a good brother, he even repairs things for his sister.

He is really a good prospective boyfriend, and he is ready for future college life.

Everything is fine, it's just not all about him.

Song Zongyan seemed to be afraid of disturbing his rest, so he kept his voice very low, and tried to end the conversation several times, but Xia Yunjiao kept talking about his life in Beijing. He was well-bred, so he kept listening and answered a few words from time to time.

He was listening to Xia Yunjiao, and Wen Qiu was lying on the bed behind him listening to him.Song Zongyan's voice is deep and gentle, and he doesn't talk much, but he will never make you feel embarrassed talking to himself.

Xia Yunjiao didn't know what was said there, Wen Qiu saw Song Zongyan smiled, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, he noticed that Wen Qiu was too quiet, so he turned his head to see if he was asleep, their eyes suddenly met.

Song Zongyan's pupils were very dark, but when he looked deeper, he felt that they were as bright as stars. When he stared at you motionlessly, it seemed that half of his body was numb, and he could hardly move.

The beer that he had just drank by the river surged through his limbs and bones in an instant, his blood also boiled, his heart was gurgling and bubbling, his reason also broke out of the cage, and was boiled into a puddle of chaos.

Song Zongyan laughed, and said to the phone: "If you want to eat, I will send a box at the weekend..."

The phone slammed to the ground.Song Zongyan looked in shock at the person who was only a few millimeters away from him. Wen Qiu's lips were dry, but the breath he exhaled was scorching hot.He held Song Zongyan's face and kissed it unexpectedly, pried open the other's lips and teeth with his tongue, and drilled in without hesitation.

The smell of alcohol and hot breath made Song Zongyan stunned for a few seconds, until his lips were licked by the wet tongue, he came back to his senses and grabbed Wen Qiu's hand, but Wen Qiu seemed to be mad, and withdrew his hand from his face Next, clutching his sweater tightly, lips and tongue still stuck to it without hesitation.He seemed annoyed at Song Zongyan's dodge, so he bit the other's lip viciously, and the taste of blood bloomed on the taste buds.Then Wen Qiu slowed down his attack again, carefully licking the wound, lingering and soft.

Song Zongyan was shocked, and began to push and push him again, one by one attacking the city and rising up to resist.The phone fell somewhere, and Xia Yunjiao's voice became indistinct. She muttered wonderingly: "Song Zongyan, Song Zongyan, why are you not talking again?"

There was another crash, and the toy parts on the table were swept to the ground as they pushed and shoved.

Song Zongyan seemed to be awakened by the sound. Wen Qiu's behavior made him have bad memories. His eyes suddenly turned red, and his wrist gathered strength to push the person away. Almost fell to the ground.

When their lips and tongues parted, there was a trace of silver that was completely opposite to the atmosphere.

Song Zongyan's chest rose and fell rapidly, and he wiped his lips several times with the back of his hand. He seemed to want to say something, but he picked up the phone and hung up the phone first, then stared at Wen Qiu, suppressed his anger and said, "Are you crazy?"

Wen Qiu slowly squatted down clutching his stomach, he was in excruciating pain, tears were about to flow down his face.Song Zongyan's breath seemed to be still on his lips, he took a greedy breath, and then smiled slowly: "I'm already crazy."

Song Zongyan was suddenly furious.

Wen Qiu raised his face, pointed at his red lips, and said in a frivolous tone, "Is this the first time you kiss someone, you have to learn to open your mouth."

Song Zongyan clenched his hand hanging by his side into a fist, and it took him a long time to restrain himself from hitting that irritating face with a punch. He gritted his teeth and spit out two words: "Disgusting."

Wen Qiu's smile gradually froze.He looked up at Song Zongyan's angry expression, there were still a few traces of blood on the other party's lips, and his own mouth also smelled of blood.The abnormal scorching heat in his heart gradually cooled down, and the paralyzed brain slowly reacted.

What did he do just now?