In the Same Boat

"Are you scared?"

Later, this sentence appeared in Qu Yiheng's dream more than once, but in the dream he heard the voice but couldn't see the other person's face.

This corner of the table tennis room is very dark, but because they are so close to each other, they can still clearly see each other's expressions. Not only can they see their expressions, but they can also hear their heartbeats.

It is the kind of youthful and powerful heartbeat, the heartbeat that makes Qu Yiheng nervous and longing.

Qu Yiheng first looked at Yao Zhan in a daze. After a long time, Yao Zhan felt that maybe they should stop, and if they took another step forward, they would overstep the threshold. If the other party didn't respond, it would be the same as rejection.

Yao Zhan is not the kind of person who will push others hard.

He waited for a while, but Qu Yiheng still didn't express his opinion.

Yao Zhan gave up, although he was a little unhappy, he still took half a step back.

"Let's go." He turned to leave, but was held back by Qu Yiheng.

The palm of the opponent's hand was sweaty and wet, and when he held his wrist with great force, he was trembling.

"You won't let me go?" Yao Zhan smiled and turned back to face Qu Yiheng.

Qu Yiheng's hand clenched tighter and tighter, and he pulled Yao Zhan back in front of him, and they got close again, almost sticking together.

Yao Zhan deliberately remained silent, waiting for Qu Yiheng to express his opinion.

He found that the boy in front of him was a very contradictory person, wanting but timid, shy and passionate.

Anyway, I have nothing to do, so just wait and see where this person is going to drag me.

The light outside couldn't reach here directly, and the later it was, the more ambiguous the corner they were in.

Qu Yiheng looked at Yao Zhan and remembered how he felt when he first painted the human body. The male body made him yearn and fascinated.

After struggling for a long time, he finally leaned weakly in Yao Zhan's arms.

Yao Zhan laughed silently, hugged him, and pushed him against the corner of the wall.

After that, all kinds of ambiguous sounds came out from this remote and secret corner that would not be noticed by people. Some people's zippers were pulled open, and some people gritted their teeth and swallowed the whispers back into their stomachs.

That was the first time that Yao Zhan touched a body of the same sex, and it was also the first time that Qu Yiheng was touched by someone.

The more than an hour-long experience that night was inexplicable but crazy to both of them. It was their exploration of the mysterious world that had just stepped into the ranks of adults. It was incomplete but novel.

At that time, none of them thought that that one time would turn into many times, and the aftertaste of that more than one hour would stretch to 15 years later.

It was past nine o'clock when Yao Zhan returned home. He and Qu Yiheng separated at the school gate. The other party got into a taxi, and he went to the Internet cafe to play games for a while with a cigarette in his mouth.

When he got home, his parents hadn't come back yet. He sat on the sofa and drank a can of Coke with the TV on, then stood up and went to take a shower.

When he was undressing, he stared at his underwear for a long time, his mind was full of the way Qu Yiheng put his hand in it.

They just comforted each other with their hands, but it was exciting enough for him who had never experienced this before.

While taking a bath, the warm water poured down from the top of his head, and Yao Zhan inevitably thought of Qu Yiheng again. The other party rested his chin on his shoulder, panting heavily, and the warm breath hit his neck, making him numb all over. .

Yao Zhan thought about the other party, smiled, and said in his heart that he really didn't see how seductive Qu Yiheng was.

Going to school on Monday morning, Yao Zhan was actually looking forward to seeing Qu Yiheng in the classroom. He thought that guy would blush instantly when he saw him, and that look was quite interesting.

He entered the classroom with such fantasies, but at the end of the day, Qu Yiheng didn't show up at all.

He also asked Shao Wei: "Why didn't Qu Yiheng come?"

At that time, Shao Wei was holding the bread bought by his little girlfriend, and asked him with a smile: "Oh, when did you care about him so much?"

Although Yao Zhan has always regarded Shao Wei as his best friend, but friends don't have to be unreserved about everything, not to mention that it involves other people, so naturally he won't mention it.

"I don't care." Yao Zhan said, "Just ask casually."

"He doesn't come every Monday." Shao Wei said, "But it's not necessarily true. Recently, he has come to class more often than before, but a few days ago I heard him say that he should be able to come every day after the art exam is over. Attend class."

Yao Zhan was spinning his pen in a daze, Shao Wei yelled at him, "What's the matter? I tutored alone last weekend, did you develop a relationship?"

"Fuck you." Yao Zhan drove Shao Wei away and opened the exercise book.

The two of them met again on Tuesday. Qu Yiheng only came for half a day in the morning. As soon as he entered the classroom, he lowered his head and went back to his seat without even looking at Yao Zhan.

During class, Yao Zhan couldn't control himself. Looking back at him, he found that Qu Yiheng was also staring at him. After being caught, he quickly looked away.

That morning, the two of them didn't speak. At noon, Yao Zhan watched Qu Yiheng go out with his schoolbag on his back, thought for a while, and followed.

In fact, Yao Zhan didn't do anything after him, didn't even talk, he just accompanied Qu Yiheng from the class to the school gate, he was suddenly curious about what Qu Yiheng did when he went to the art training class, and curious about how this man painted What time is it like.

Qu Yiheng didn't look up at him all the time, knowing that Yao Zhan was following him, he didn't speak, but his heart seemed to be jumping out, and his ears seemed to be so familiar that they were already smoking.

He was waiting for a taxi at the door, and when the car came, Yao Zhan reached out to help him open the door.

Qu Yiheng finally took a look at Yao Zhan, who told him, "See you tomorrow."

Since that night, whenever Qu Yiheng thinks of Yao Zhan, he will think of what the two of them did at that time. He is ashamed but happy. He has always been an obedient and honest person. He has never done anything out of line when he grows up. It's as if everyone's youthful rebellious period is invalid when it comes to him. He has no personality and sharpness, and hides among all living beings. He is a dog's tail grass that will never be noticed by people.

But Yao Zhan is different. In Qu Yiheng's heart, Yao Zhan is the kind of boy that everyone wants to approach but dare not approach. He is very sharp, very indifferent, and very good. He will be noticed wherever he goes, but no one dares to disturb him. he.

That's the kind of guy they did.

Qu Yiheng felt proud and ashamed at the same time, and his brain ached from the conflict.

After going back that night, he also thought about why Yao Zhan did that kind of thing to him, and came to the conclusion that the other party must not have done it because he liked him, and he probably wasn't the only one who did this with Yao Zhan people.

He didn't feel wronged, on the contrary, it became a souvenir that he recalled from time to time in the next few days.

In that hour or so, he saw a different Yao Zhan, domineering and full of strength, he hugged him very tightly and held him tightly.

Qu Yiheng was hurt by him for a while, but the pain made him feel exciting.

Sitting in the taxi, he closed his eyes and recalled Yao Zhan, and felt his palms sweat again.

And Yao Zhan, standing on the side of the road after seeing him off, was also reminiscing. He compared Qu Yiheng, who was usually indifferent, with Qu Yiheng, who was immersed in desire like a kitten in heat that day, and suddenly thought, this probably It is the expression that the unknown desire in the heart of a person who has been suppressed for too long is finally stimulated. Maybe this is the so-called "explosion in silence".

Yao Zhan likes this kind of outburst, because he realizes that he appreciates the gorgeous beauty that no one else has.