longing for

There was a holiday three days before the college entrance examination, and the school was vacant in an instant.The exam is still three days away, so no one thinks this is a farewell, and naturally few people feel sorry for the empty campus.

Wen Qiu said goodbye to Song Zongyan at the school gate.Qiu Yunqing was even more nervous than the person involved, and had asked a friend to drive him back to pick him up.

Song Zongyan drew some key points and topics for him before the holiday, and asked him to review carefully in the last three days. Wen Qiu went through them all.

The night before the exam, he called Song Zongyan, but he didn't say anything else, just cheering up.

Qiu Yunqing couldn't send him to the exam, so he asked a friend to do it for him.However, Ding Hui called in advance and said that he happened to be the test delivery teacher at Wenqiu's test center, and he would leave the meals and pick-up to him.

After the third test on the morning of the [-]th, there was an umbrella covered in darkness outside the test center, and the raindrops splashed onto the trouser legs, leaving scattered mud marks.There was a lot of noise around, and people honking their horns were panicking.Some students seemed to have not had time to fill in the answer sheets on the papers, and cried bitterly at the door.

"Wen Qiu! Here!" Ding Hui waved towards the school gate with a checkered umbrella in the crowd. He had a blue work permit hanging around his neck.

Wen Qiu walked over in three steps and two steps, stepping on the surface of countless potholes along the way.

"Brother Ding." He greeted.

Ding Hui patted him on the back: "Let's go, get in the car, the restaurants are all booked, let's have lunch first."

"I'm the only one today?" Wen Qiu looked around.

"Other students have their parents to accompany them, and Xu Ping's father also asked for leave today to accompany him..." Ding Hui knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, coughed and quickly changed the subject, "Is it difficult to reason?"

"It's okay, physics is more difficult." Wen Qiu said, "But Song Zongyan got a question right."

"Oh?" Ding Hui became interested.

"He might be the number one scholar this time." Wen Qiu winked and smiled, "Brother Ding, if you cultivate a number one scholar, you will become famous."

"I'm even happier if you do well in the exam." Ding Hui said.

Wen Qiu thought about the three exams he had passed: "I feel that I performed well, and it should make you happy."

The college entrance examination ended on a rainy day.After the exam, he didn't feel relaxed. Wen Qiu didn't put his schoolbag home before he was dragged to drink and eat by a few classmates from the same exam center.When I finally arrived at the restaurant, I found that most of the students in the class had been scattered.

Wen Qiu knocked the tip of his umbrella on the floor to shake off the water, and as soon as he walked into the box, he saw Song Zongyan in the crowd: "How did you do in the exam? Brother Ding asked me if you can get the first prize."

Song Zongyan smiled, knowing that it was definitely not Ding Hui's question: "I'll treat you to dinner, how about you?"

"I definitely can't get it." Wen Qiu said, "But it's possible to get the status of a champion boyfriend."

Song Zongyan: "..."

I haven't seen him for a few days, and he almost can't adapt to Wen Qiu's current speaking rhythm.

Some water fell on Wen Qiu's hair, Song Zongyan handed him a tissue.When he took it, the other party scratched his fingers lightly, didn't speak, just smiled with narrowed eyes.

Song Zongyan looked away and picked up a dried bamboo shoot.

A classmate next to him was discussing the answers, and someone threw a wine bottle and yelled: "Okay, okay, come to play, after finally finishing the exam, are you still annoyed by the exam?"

A table of people was forbidden to take the exam, only to drink and eat.

Later, I drank too much, and I don't know who started it, suddenly a swarm of bees came to respect Qiu Jiu: "I'm sorry, I may have said something bad when you first came out, you just treat it as a fart, let it out and it's over , I really don’t discriminate against you in this, this situation.”

Or with a blushing neck and thick neck, he said with a big tongue: "Come here to respect you, respect you for coming out of the closet bravely, brother, awesome. I admire you most in our class."

Wen Qiu was a little bit at a loss by them, and only realized after a dozen or so glasses of wine that these people were saying persuasive words—innovative persuasive words.

Song Zongyan was also respected. He is the squad leader, so it goes without saying that he is popular.

After drinking to high, the whole room boiled to the sky.After eating, I felt that the drink was not enough, so I went to KTV for another round.

The wine bottles were lying on the table and on the ground, and the remaining wine was still dripping from the mouth of the unfinished bottle.The girls left early before zero o'clock, and the rest were boys who didn't go home.Wen Qiu also drank a little too much. Everyone knew he could drink, so they kept pouring him down.

There were many people lying on the surrounding sofas in disorder, all of them flushed and breathing freely.Zhang Fengyang drank less, holding a microphone and singing bitter love songs, sour and bitter.

Wen Qiu stared at the screen and listened to him singing in an outrageous accent. Suddenly he turned his eyes and saw Song Zongyan, who was not far away from him, was also looking over.The eyes are dark and heavy, like the low winter night.He is not good at staying out at night, but his classmates will end today after three years. As the class monitor, he has to stick to it until now.

"Are you okay?" Wen Qiu asked in a low voice, leaning on his upper body next to him.

The hot air he exhaled while speaking seemed to make Song Zongyan uncomfortable, so he leaned to the side, his eyes were not clear, and after a while he replied honestly: "Not very good."

Song Zongyan was quiet and well-behaved after drinking too much.

"..." Wen Qiu was overjoyed by his sincerity, knowing that he was probably so calm because he drank too much, so calm that he wanted to ask something else.

"Song Zongyan, we have graduated." Wen Qiu said.

Song Zongyan replied "Yes" after several seconds.

Zhang Fengyang suppressed his voice and sang something, "I'll shout when it's dark enough—"

The lights of the KTV were really dim, but Wen Qiu's eyes were bright and burning: "The college entrance examination is over, do you want to consider me?"

Song Zongyan looked at him intently, as if trying not to recognize him, the corners of his mouth were pursed into a line, and after a while, Wen Qiu's shoulders from maintaining that posture became sore, and he said, "I'm sleepy."

Wen Qiu was not sure whether he was drunk or knew what he was talking about.

"There is a hotel nearby, let's send these people in. You can't sleep here." Wen Qiu straightened his body.

"Yeah." Song Zongyan really looked sleepy, about to fall asleep.

Zhang Fengyang and a few boys who were still sober, together with the waiter, carried a bunch of classmates who drank into a puddle into the hotel next door.At the end, only three or four people were left standing in the corridor of the hotel, as if they were thinking about how to divide the room.

Their eyes seemed to drift to Wen Qiu, and Wen Qiu said with a smile: "Let me share a room with Song Zongyan, anyway, he is drunk, why can't I give him any advice."

Zhang Fengyang saw that he didn't mind other people's precautions, so he joked: "Don't be drunk and sexual with our monitor."

It's really hard to mess with sex after drinking, Song Zongyan has already fallen into a coma.He seldom drank alcohol, and poured three small glasses of alcohol.Wen Qiu couldn't think of any incidents of promiscuity either. He drank more than anyone else in one night, and in the end he carried his drunken classmates to the hotel. He was already exhausted to the point of collapse.

He lay on the bed and fell asleep without thinking about anything.

Woke up at three or four in the morning, his dry mouth made him have a nightmare of constantly looking for water.Wen Qiu lay face down on the sheet, it was a little cold in the room, his body without a quilt was frozen stiff, as if he had just been run over by a truck when he moved a little.

The curtains were not drawn, and the moonlight spread into a layer of silver gray.He turned his head and saw that the person on the other bed was still fast asleep.

It was too quiet, the only sound in the room was the slow beating of his heart.He looked at Song Zongyan without blinking, as if afraid of disturbing a dream.

He didn't know how long it took before he got out of bed, top-heavy, limp as if he was stepping on a cloud, he went to another bed and lay down on his side.The arm just touched Song Zongyan's exposed arm.The other party was in a deep sleep, and there was a light smell of alcohol in his breath, which slowly blew onto Wen Qiu's face, making his skin itchy, and his heart also itching.

Wen Qiu was lying next to Song Zongyan, his body temperature was transmitted through a thin layer of clothes, and his stiff body slowly warmed up against that temperature.

He knew that he liked the same sex since he was in junior high school.And falling in love with Song Zongyan seems to be a matter of course, it is so natural that Wen Qiu can't remember why he likes him.He only knew that at the moment when he was lying beside him, countless ways of dying in the horror movies he loved flashed through his mind that was dull and clogged with alcohol.

The skin was peeled off from head to toe and poured with mercury, his mouth and nose were sealed with beeswax and he was suffocated alive, and his body was swallowed inch by inch by the scorching flames... As long as he could lie beside him, he would die unconsciously in countless cruel and painful ways There is a strange romance in it.

Wen Qiu suddenly trembled all over his body, and his palms were also sweating.

His sweaty palms went down, covering his slowly rising desire, and soon the place became wet.If Song Zongyan opened his eyes at this moment, he would definitely be startled, and he would even be irritable or feel sick.

It can be heard that Qiu was very excited, he opened his mouth slightly, otherwise he would not be able to breathe.His fingers were slowly blasphemy underneath, he imagined that it was Song Zongyan's hand, imagined that Song Zongyan was soaked in sweat, imagined that Song Zongyan's eyes full of desire were staring at him...

Wen Qiu raised his upper body impatiently, stretched his neck, trying to get closer to Song Zongyan.The person who had been motionless all this time turned half of his body suddenly, and they were completely face to face. Wen Qiu shuddered, thinking he was awake, but he didn't, his eyelids still remained motionless.And that lip was right in front of his eyes, less than an inch away, maybe soft, maybe cold, maybe full of the smell of alcohol that hadn't faded away.

Wen Qiu felt a fiery clamor, and he couldn't help but move his fingers several times faster. Before he was about to touch the other's lips, suddenly a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and the pleasure climbed up and burst out in his body.

——If he could die in Song Zongyan's breath.

Then let the moonlight sink into Song Zongyan's breath, every inch of Wen Qiu's body from head to toe is cracked and corrupted, forming a swamp of desire.The fallen moon is the only streamer in this swamp.