longing for

In the early morning, there was a rustling sound in the dark room, Song Zongyan woke up halfway, and endured it for a while, the sound still did not subside.

Someone opened the door and came in, their footsteps were messy, and they stumbled and knocked something down, and there was a muffled sound in the room.But the person who made the noise didn't realize that he had disturbed others, and fell down beside the door frame uncontrollably. After a while, there were intermittent sounds of rubbing clothes and talking.

"Don't squeeze."

"Come in, it's freezing outside."

"Is it closed?"

"Why is your face so hot?"

"Um……"

Finally, there was an unbearably ambiguous voice, like a cat scratching its heart.

With a "bang", the lights that suddenly turned on suddenly dispelled the ambiguity.The two hugged together by the door immediately raised their arms to cover the glare of the light. After getting used to it for a while, Sun Shilou turned his eyes slightly and saw Song Zongyan who sat up and turned on the bedside lamp.The other party's indifferent face was full of impatience for being disturbed sleep.

Sun Shilou drank too much tonight, and it took him a long time to react: "Someone is here."

There are people there all the time.

Wen Qiu's face turned red, and he also looked like he had drunk too much, and he was able to stand still with the help of Sun Shilou's body.He turned to look at Song Zongyan, who was sitting on the bed with a worried expression on his face.Wen Qiu didn't speak, just stared blankly for several seconds, blinking very slowly.

"This is my dormitory." Wen Qiu turned his face away, with a brisk tone, "Of course there are people."

"Oh." Sun Shilou slapped his head, "Didn't you say you're going to my house tonight?"

"There's still class tomorrow, so I'll ask the driver to go back to school." Wen Qiu took away Sun Shilou's hand from his left cheek, "You fell asleep in the car and didn't wake up."

Sun Shilou leaned back against the door panel, his body quickly turned into mud: "Hey, then I'm too lazy to run away. Don't you have extra beds in your dormitory? I'll make it here tonight."

Wen Qiu thought for a while: "You still have to ask another master."

Sun Shilou shouted drunkenly, "Is it okay? Song Zongyan."

Song Zongyan flicked off the lamp in front of his own bed, and a voice sounded in the darkness: "It's up to you."

Sun Shilou touched his nose in the darkness, and muttered casually, "So cold."

There are other people in the room, so it's not easy to do other things.The two, smelling of alcohol obediently, went to take a bath, and it took a long time for them to calm down again. It was already three o'clock in the morning when Wen Qiu lay down on the bed.

Sun Shilou wanted to sleep with him at first, but two big boys squeezed into a single bed and couldn't get out of bed. Young master Sun, who had a temper tantrum, tossed and turned the bed creakingly for a long time, and was finally kicked by Wen Qiu. Went to another available bed.

In early winter, the windows were closed tightly, and the small dormitory was filled with the smell of volatile alcohol, which was not pleasant.Wen Qiu turned over and lay on his side. He was not sleepy at the moment, his eyes were not focused in the air, and after a while, he followed the sporadic moonlight outside the house and slowly floated to the opposite side.

Song Zongyan is in the standard sleeping position, lying flat.He was so noisy that he didn't fall asleep. He noticed Wen Qiu's eyes burning on him early in the morning, and he ignored it at first. It wasn't until ten minutes later that the other party didn't restrain himself, that he turned his face impatiently.

Wen Qiu saw that he finally looked at him, a smile appeared on his face buried in the pillow, and the moonlight haloed his eyes, he asked in a breathy voice, "Are you still asleep?"

He looked like he had drunk too much.

The dormitory was so quiet that even a needle could be heard. Occasionally, there were two heavy breathing sounds—Sun Shilou was already fast asleep.Song Zongyan gave him a warning look, implying that people should stop staring at him.

Wen Qiu maintained the posture of lying on his side. Seeing that he was really angry at being stared at by him, he obediently closed his eyes: "Okay, then I'll sleep. Good night, Song Zongyan."

Those eyes were finally no longer pressed to his body, Song Zongyan frowned and straightened his head.

The next morning, when Sun Shilou swaggered out of dormitory 802, he was bumped into by someone.Song Zongyan was the most innocent, but he was the most harassed. Everyone who was not afraid of anything would come up and ask, "Did they sleep together yesterday? Did something happen? Don't watch what you shouldn't, President Needle Eye! "

Wen Qiu didn't care about these gossips, but after school at noon, he was called to the office by Teacher Ding.

The teacher's office building during the lunch break was deserted, so Wen Qiu jumped up three flights of stairs and knocked on the door.

Seeing him coming in, Ding Hui threw a stack of papers in front of him: "Look at your monthly exam results for yourself."

Mess.Wen Qiu looked down at the report card, found himself in the back seat, and gave his evaluation.Looking up again, there is a familiar name on the top.

"You can still laugh." Seeing that he actually laughed, Ding Hui immediately hated his inability to make a sound, "What is there to laugh at about this achievement?"

"The number one in the school is in our class again, defeating Su Yugui." Wen Qiu pressed the score sheet, "Brother Ding, you teach well, did the principal reward you this time?"

"Song Zongyan won the first place in the exam, which is what I expected." Speaking of the favorite student, Ding Hui also felt that his face was bright, but seeing Wen Qiu in front of him started to have a headache again, he picked up another report card and threw it to him, " Don't change the subject, just read this again."

"This is really terrible." Wen Qiu sighed, a series of double-digit scores fell in Sun Shilou's name, "Sixth from the bottom, better than last month."

"He can do well in any way, and he is not afraid of going to the dark side when he goes astray." Ding Hui observed his expression, and suddenly sighed sincerely, "It's you. Wen Qiu, with your talent, you won't be able to The test appeared at this result."

"How much do Ding think I can get in the exam?" Wen Qiu sat down opposite him with his head propped up, and thought seriously, "Is it okay to kick Song Zongyan from No.1?"

Ding Hui broke his merits and scolded him with a smile: "It's a dream!"

"That's right, it's just a dream. Anyway, I can't pass No.1 in the exam, so it doesn't matter what I get in the exam."

Ding Hui, on the other hand, had a playful smile on his face, and said seriously, "Don't go too far."

Wen Qiu was still laughing, and hummed.

"I still say the same thing," Ding Hui advised sincerely, "Sun Shilou is different from you. He is not afraid of going the wrong way, but you are not. You are about to become an adult, and you have to plan for your future to some extent. You have to be responsible for your words and deeds.”

"Teacher Ding finds it difficult?" Wen Qiu didn't take it seriously, "If it's difficult, don't worry about my father, it doesn't matter if you fire me."

Ding Hui was stunned for a moment, and cursed: "Little bastard!"

He was really angry, and he calmed down several times before he spoke again: "I promised you to finish high school smoothly, and it's only been more than half a year, but you also restrain me a little bit. You usually hug Sun Shilou everywhere, What's it like to sneak out of school in the middle of the night to drink in a bar? Are you a student?"

Wen Qiu nodded disapprovingly, and said "I know", but he didn't seem to take Ding Hui's words seriously at all.

Ding Hui suddenly felt powerless.He is a novice teacher and came to this school after graduating from graduate school. The students in class 15 are the first group he led.After getting along for more than two years, he originally liked Wenqiu very much—smart, a bit talented, although he doesn't work hard in his studies and is relatively slack, but his grades are decent and his character is not bad.What's more, with his family background, the teachers should take care of him more. Usually, Ding Hui often "favors" him, almost treating him like a younger brother.

Even Wen Qiu's love affair with Sun Shilou was known to everyone, and after a moment of astonishment, Ding Hui tried his best to keep his qualification to stay in school from a group of rigid and conservative old scholars.

Can you hear that Qiu is a little motivated?He just made his grades worse time and time again, and flirted with Sun Shilou in school again and again, wishing the whole world knew that he was gay!

Ding Hui restrained his anger and threw another thing at him: "I can't stop you from depraving as you like, but the premise is that you don't disturb others, otherwise I won't think of your father's face, and you should drop out of school."

Wen Qiu took the piece of paper from his chest to his eyes—it was a written material for applying for a day study abroad.

Song Zongyan was giving a lecture to a girl. He spoke seriously, but the listener didn't care about it, and his eyes kept wandering on Song Zongyan's handsome face intentionally or unconsciously.

Song Zongyan is also wearing a turtleneck sweater today.There are very few boys who can wear high-necked clothes with a cool and heroic look, but he did it.The collar of the sweater blocked the Adam's apple, and from Wen Qiu's perspective, he could see a section of his chin and auricles.

"Hey, are you going to move out?" After the girl left, Wen Qiu poked at the same table with a pen.

"Yeah." Song Zongyan didn't look up at him.

"Do you live at home? Your home is in the urban area, far away from the school. It will take more than two hours to go back and forth."

Song Zong said: "You don't need to worry about it."

"Or do you want to rent a house? But the nearest community is three kilometers away." The new campus is adjacent to the suburbs, and the ten miles around are almost all wasteland. There are few people and no birds shit. "Isn't it good to live in a dormitory?"

Song Zongyan looked at him this time, but said sarcastically, "Is it a dormitory or a hotel?"

Wen Qiu quickly promised: "I won't let him come next time."

"That's your business."

"Really," Wen Qiu paused, and wanted to grab his arm, "I promise I won't disturb you again, don't move out." He has slender eyes, so most of the time he looks a little cunning, but this For a while, it seemed to be a sincere plea.

Song Zongyan did not relax at all: "This is my own business."

"You know, I don't like to cause trouble for others." Wen Qiu frowned, "If you leave like this, is it still your business?"

"I don't know what you like or dislike." Song Zongyan looked at him, "We don't know each other that well, Wen Qiu."

Wen Qiu was startled, and after a while he replied slowly: "That's it."

Song Zongyan saw that he was no longer pestering him, so he turned his face away and planned to continue reading, but after a while, he felt something was wrong, and glanced to the side, and found that Wen Qiu, who never liked to do homework seriously, was holding a clean piece of paper and was lying down. Head frantically writing.

Song Zongyan's eyesight is very good, and he saw the three prominent words on it at a glance-application.

Wen Qiu noticed that the other party was looking at him, and he didn't cover it up. He pulled his arms away so that Song Zongyan could clearly see what he was writing.

Wen Qiu pushed the paper in front of him and said, "You don't have to go, if you don't want to see me, I'll move out."