longing for

After realizing what he said, Wen Qiu immediately wanted to take it back, but after the panic passed, he felt calm again.

Song Zongyan didn't expect him to be so frank, and he was obviously taken aback for a moment.

Wen Qiu's uncontrollable kiss that night, the details of the countless days and nights we spent together in the past, all kinds of conversations that seemed to be false... Does he really know nothing about who Wen Qiu really likes?

"Should I be clear?" But Song Zongyan's words and tone were very indifferent when he spoke.

Wen Qiu froze for a moment, as if a hand was holding his internal organs in his heart, and his tone became very aggressive: "As the person involved, shouldn't you be clear?"

Song Zongyan's pupils dilated slightly. Before that, he only had a slight hesitation occasionally. It was only at this moment that he connected many details. It turns out——Wen Qiu likes himself.

But Song Zongyan did not want to confirm this fact.

Wen Qiu saw his dodge, and became more and more unwilling. He stepped over a few steps and stood in front of the other party: "You are going to reject me, aren't you?"

Song Zongyan couldn't move when he was about to retreat, he turned his head sideways to avoid Wen Qiu's fiery breathing and hurt look.

"Then what should I do?" Song Zongyan seemed to be angered by his forceful questioning, "If you like me, I will like you too?"

Wen Qiu gasped for breath, and his voice suddenly softened: "I hope so."

But he knew it was impossible.

It is his own business that he likes Song Zongyan, how can he ask the other party to return the same love?There is no way to talk about the emotion of complaining.

"I..." Wen Qiu wanted to say a lot, but couldn't get it out.

Song Zongyan faced him face to face and was blown by the cold wind for a long time, until Wen Qiu was so cold that he couldn't help but sneezed.Song Zongyan sighed, and they realized how bad the time and place of this "showdown" was.

"Let's go back to the dormitory first." Song Zongyan said.

"En." Wen Qiu nodded.

There were only the two of them in the elevator, Wen Qiu leaned against the smooth wall to catch the side face of the person in front of him, staring at each other with a pair of eyes that were right and wrong.Song Zongyan's double eyelid folds are very deep, looking very deep from a distance.He then has a mole, which is more obvious after Xia Tian cuts his hair short.

Song Zongyan knew that the people behind were unscrupulously "scanning" him with their eyes, but he could only stand here and be watched, he couldn't go out and goug out Wen Qiu's eyes.

Most of the students have returned home, and the corridors of the dormitory are quiet without a sound.

"Do you still recite English?" Wen Qiu said first, his nasal voice was still very strong.

"No more." Song Zongyan refused, and added before Wen Qiu wanted to speak, "You can't recite a few words in your current state."

Wen Qiu raised his head suddenly, his eyes lit up: "Then can we continue?"

Song Zongyan looked away: "It's a holiday."

"Continue after the holiday?"

"Wen Qiu." Song Zongyan's tone became angry and helpless.

"I don't want you to avoid me." Wen Qiu looked at him stubbornly, "I know you will try to avoid me after I tell you, so I never said it."

"Then why did you say it again?" Song Zongyan asked him instead.

The out-of-control forced kiss that night can be regarded as a drunken drunk, and Song Zongyan can pretend that nothing happened.But what about tonight's "showdown" that won't allow him to back down?If Wen Qiu wanted to maintain the relationship they had gotten closer recently, he should keep silent and keep it deep in his heart.

Wen Qiu showed a strange look of questioning: "Because I can't help it, Song Zongyan, you have never liked someone, you don't know how to like someone," he touched his lips, "It may be hidden here, "He touched his heart again, "but not here. When it sees you, it seems to jump out."

Song Zongyan was dumb for a moment, as if unable to cope with such love words.Wen Qiu's eyes were wet, as if covered with a layer of syrupy water.He didn't wear a scarf, and the tail of his hair was curled up, and the edge of the black tattoo under his neck could be vaguely seen.

"Then why are you with Sun Shilou? You don't like him?" Song Zongyan asked him suddenly.

Wen Qiu was taken aback for a while before shaking his head: "I don't know either."

In Song Zongyan's silence, he added helplessly: "But if I don't go with him, who else can I go with? You?"

Song Zongyan was taken aback by the question, and Wen Qiu hurriedly added another sentence before he said the rejection that made him feel sad: "Or with Qin Miao? Or Zhang Fengyang?"

It was obvious what he meant.Because Sun Shilou is of the same kind as him, but Song Zongyan, Qin Miao, or Zhang Fengyang are not.

During the summer vacation, Song Zongyan and his family went to Greece for fun, together with Xia Yunjiao's family.Song Zongyan dropped a bomb before leaving, and showed an extraordinary dislike of homosexuality, Wen Qiu was hit hard.At this time, he accidentally saw Sun Shilou on a same-sex dating website, and the two quickly became acquainted with each other because of their common orientation.Being together was first mentioned by Sun Shilou, he said to give it a try.

At that time, Wen Qiu was holding the phone, and the photos Song Zongyan and Xia Yunjiao took while playing on the screen looked quite right.He is actually very afraid of being alone-this may be the stress trauma brought by his childhood misfortune.He turned out to be gay again, and Song Zongyan's words that "men and men are disgusting" were still in my ears. They were originally close, but one day their frequencies suddenly became different.Wen Qiu was swimming alone at the bottom of the water, and no one could understand his voice.

Then Sun Shilou appeared, this is his "kind".

Song Zongyan was silent for a moment, the sensor lights in the corridor went out, only a few sporadic green safety exit signs were still on.

"I'm not the same kind of person as you." Song Zongyan shook his head slightly, "So there's no need for you to waste here with me..."

"I did it voluntarily, willingly." Wen Qiu quickly interrupted him, "Don't rush to reject me, okay?"

When she got home, Song's mother clearly sensed that her son was worried. She looked at the results of the model test, which were excellent as usual.Then what else would make the already silent son even more silent?Song's mother talked to her husband about this matter. Being a father is in the same line as her son, and silence is golden.She was at her wit's end.But she is very relieved of her son, although she doesn't like to reveal her thoughts, but she has a set of principles, nothing will happen to her.

As soon as she thought about it, she got busy with the New Year's affairs, took her son and daughter to go shopping and play.

Wen Qiu returned home after a long absence, Qiu Yunqing probably asked someone to clean it, the house was tidy and clean, even the New Year's goods were prepared, there was no need for Wen Qiu to do it.So Wen Qiu could only stay at home, sleeping, playing games, and ordering takeaways. This kind of life lasted until New Year's Eve.

Wen Qiu went to the cemetery the day before, and there was no one at home, but the cemetery was full of family members.He stayed in the cemetery for nearly a day before returning.On New Year's Eve, I got up early to post couplets, and Qiu Yunqing sent a video greeting, and then I had nothing to do all day.He ate alone at a fast food restaurant during the New Year's Eve dinner, and drank a lot of carbonated Coke.

He must have a sound at home, so the TV is turned on very loudly, and it is very lively inside.He sat on the sofa from relish to boredom.

Song Zongyan's family is very lively. His father and younger sister live in the same community. Every Spring Festival is celebrated with his grandparents. The New Year's Eve dinner can set up a large table.When it was close to midnight, several juniors of the Song family were still playing games together, and the noise was about to turn the sky upside down.

"Brother, the phone is ringing!" The younger sister flew over like a whirlwind with short legs, and handed the phone to the brother like a treasure.

The caller ID is Wen Qiu.Song's mother caught a glimpse of her son's frowning on the sofa, and she didn't know why, she came over and said, "I'll play a game for you, you answer the phone."

"Well, good." Song Zongyan was still hesitant to answer the phone.

"Happy New Year!" Wen Qiu's voice came through the current.

"Happy New Year." Song Zongyan still had basic courtesy.He didn't forget what happened on the last night in the dormitory before going home, so he couldn't help but feel a little weird to face such an enthusiastic Wen Qiu again.

But Wen Qiu didn't feel weird, he was natural and frank: "Are you at home? Are you watching the Spring Festival Gala?"

"play games."

"What game?"

"Just play around." Someone called Song Zongyan over there, "I'll hang up for nothing."

Wen Qiu said: "Don't, I'm downstairs at your house now."

"Huh?" Song Zongyan was startled, "Where are you?"

"Your house is downstairs."

"Really?"

"Guess?" There was a slight wind from Wen Qiu's side, his voice was vague and distant, with a smile, "Forget it, I lied to you."

"Wen Qiu." Song Zongyan suddenly called his name.

"Ok?"

"Are you alone?" Song Zongyan said, "Chinese New Year alone?"

Wen Qiu suddenly realized that he must have heard the phone call from Qiu Yunqing's mother when he was endorsing the book: "Why? If I am alone, would you like to come and accompany me?"

The younger sister came over and pulled his trouser legs, pestering him to hug him.

"I can't get away from here." Song Zongyan seemed to be worried about not hurting people too much during the New Year, and found an excuse into the microphone.

Wen Qiu heard his lively laughter, and thought that even if he could walk away, you wouldn't come.

"Okay, I feel your heart. Goodbye, see you back at school." Wen Qiu added another sentence before quickly hanging up the phone, "I can still ask you for an endorsement."

"Back..." Dududu.Wen Qiu had already hung up the phone.Song Zongyan was speechless, is endorsement so important?

Song's mother helped her son win a game, and she was reluctant to give up her seat when he came back, so Song Zongyan hugged his younger sister to watch her play.He looked at the clock, it was past midnight.Fireworks are tight this year, so I didn't hear anything.

The younger sister scratched his face: "Brother, don't look out the window, there are no fireworks."

Mother Song said with a smile: "You can watch TV, there are some."

Song Zongyan always felt something was wrong, his eyes unconsciously drifted out of the window again and again, as if something was waiting for him outside the window.

He put down his sister and said suddenly, "I'll go out for a while."

Mother Song asked puzzledly, "What are you going out for?"

He didn't answer.The elevator was beating slowly, Song Zongyan wanted it to rush to the first floor, but he didn't want it to arrive.If you don't intend to accept it, you should reject it decisively and stay away.Song Zongyan, you know, you can't give people hope, let alone specious.

But that person is Wen Qiu...

Downstairs was empty, with trees and grass indistinct. Several young girls comforted themselves near the green belt with small lit fireworks in their hands.

No.

Wen Qiu was not there.

Song Zongyan's mood at this moment is very complicated, a little fortunate, but also a little unhappy.He walked into the corridor again and went home.

At the same time, a boy wrapped in a thick scarf was getting into a taxi at the entrance of the community. The driver wondered, "Where is the boy going at this point?"

"Go home," he replied.

"Oh, you don't live here?" The driver misunderstood.

"Don't stop."

"Then you come here to celebrate the New Year with relatives? Or do you come to pay New Year's greetings? Let's start New Year's greetings here on the first day of the junior high school."

Wen Qiu said: "No, I want to come here to meet someone."

"Girlfriend?" The driver smiled knowingly, "You still look like a student. Young people are romantic and energetic. At our age, we wish we didn't have to face our wives every day. Have you seen it?"

"No."

"Her family won't let her?"

Wen Qiu shook his head: "He probably won't come down."

The driver thought this was a bit strange.But Wen Qiu continued: "Master, you have gone the wrong way. Although it is not easy to go to work during the Chinese New Year, you can't take a detour."

The driver shy.

It doesn't really matter if you see him or not, he just came here because it's too boring to be alone at home, so it's better to go out for a walk, and besides, he can get closer to Song Zongyan at the first moment of the new year.

Well, from the map, many times closer.

So what about the heart?