Just hug me

In front of the sink in the bathroom, Qi Hao rubbed his face vigorously, the water on his face trickled down the stern outline.

Less than two meters away, Song Ming was standing against the wall.

He stared at the person reflected in the glass mirror, his eyes full of nostalgia and dependence.

I haven't seen him for more than a year. Apart from growing a few centimeters taller, the boy has barely changed.

Qi Hao walked straight out with a cold face, giving him a look indiscriminately.

The person who has been thinking about it for a long time, the person who personally said that he will not come back, is behind him.

He didn't want to turn around again.

The night wind was blowing slowly, Qi Hao stood by the side of the road, and he didn't catch a taxi for a long time.

Damn, why not come!

Qi Hao couldn't stay for a second, he was afraid that he would lose control of himself.

I was afraid that I couldn't help asking him what happened, and that text message, and I was even more afraid that my heart would soften in the next second.

"Senior..." Song Ming called out in a low voice.

Qi Hao pretended not to hear, waved towards an empty car, ran forward quickly, got into the car neatly, and closed the door.

On the way back, he thought a lot and thought about infinite possibilities.

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes.

No matter what it is, he left without making a sound, and what does it matter if he comes back without making a sound!

Qi Hao closed his eyes slightly and rubbed his forehead.

There was still a faint fishy-sweet taste in his mouth, and when he was in the box, he bit Song Ming's lips as if venting.

Song Ming only hummed softly, frowned, licked his lips, hooked his tongue, curry favor with him clumsily and jerkyly.Wrapped in his ear and said softly that I miss him very much.

Thinking of this, Qi Hao's face became hot again.

He lowered the window and let the cool breeze blow hard for a while.

The admission notice has been received, and Qi Hao signed up to learn how to drive during the rest of the summer vacation.

The place is not close, very remote.

Every morning when I go out in the morning and come back in the afternoon, I can see a figure following me not far away.

Just follow but not go forward.

Qi Hao pretended that there was no such person, and let him follow, only casually glanced at him occasionally.

After coming back for such a long time, Song Ming didn't approach rashly again, only dared to test a little bit.

When Qi Hao turned a corner, he glanced back casually.

Just as he met the gaze that was only two meters away from him behind him, Song Ming was suddenly stunned. With just one glance, the foot he stepped out suddenly froze in place, unable to walk.

A motorcycle rushed out of the alley with a bang.

Song Ming still stood at the same spot without knowing it, looking at Qi Hao.

"You are crazy!"

Qi Hao strode forward, grabbed Song Ming's arm and backed away, sideways the motorcycle that was speeding past.

Song Ming stared at him blankly.

Qi Hao panted heavily with lingering fear, and stared back, "You don't spare your life, go home and play, don't make trouble here!"

Song Ming blinked, and grabbed Qi Hao before he let go.

"I'm not making trouble, I just want to follow you."

Qi Hao looked ugly, Song Ming was still waiting for the senior to ask why he followed him, but he left without saying a word.

He took out his phone and sent a text message.

Qi Hao saw a message from an unfamiliar number.

"Senior, you are worried about me."

Qi Hao's forehead twitched, he thought to himself, I didn't, you're thinking too much.

Then he didn't reply, and put the phone back in his pocket.

After following Song Ming for a period of time rain or shine, he suddenly disappeared again and did not show up for two consecutive days.

Qi Hao stood on the bus platform, glanced to the side inadvertently, and retracted.

Sweep around again, and retract again.

Even without seeing that figure, Qi Hao lowered his eyes and sighed secretly.

The phone dinged, and another new message was sent.

"Senior, you miss me, don't you?"

Qi Hao's heart skipped a beat, his face sank, it was terribly dark.

With a sullen face, he got into the car without looking sideways.

Time flies, and school will start in a few days, when Qi Hao packs his suitcase, he feels uneasy for no reason.My heart is not at ease.

He was worried about what Song Ming would do, and worried that he would not do anything.

Song Ming has been with him for a summer vacation.

Occasionally sent a few text messages every day, but Qi Hao didn't reply, and didn't know what to reply.

When he received the news for the last time, he picked out half a sentence of the news that had been saved from the sophomore year of high school to the present, and then sent it back to Song Ming.

"Homosexuality is disgusting, I'm not. Don't look for me again, I don't want to see you."

When he typed out every word, Qi Hao felt his heart ache to death.

But when he saw Song Ming with red eyes the next day, Qi Hao admitted that he regretted it.

There was no one at home, Qi Hao was awakened by a knock on the door before he got up.

Opening the door, only Song Ming stood outside, with aggrieved and angry eyes, more helpless.

He pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were very red, and he seemed to have not slept all night.

Qi Hao looked away and let him in, "I'm going to go to school in a few days."

"I know," Song Ming's voice was a little choked up, "So...doesn't what you said count? You said you would stay with me and wait for me. You can't do it now, don't you want to do it?"

The layout of the house has not changed, and he still remembers the scene when the two sat at the dining table a year ago.

Qi Hao had a headache, he couldn't handle it anymore, "It's not that I don't want to..."

is your problem.

It was you who ended everything with a text message and a phone call, and left without saying goodbye.

Song Ming lowered her eyes and bit her lips, saying she wanted to go to the bathroom.When he came out of the bathroom, his face was dripping with water, his eye sockets were even redder, and his eyes were wet.

It was as if he had been greatly wronged and his heart was broken.

Qi Hao couldn't see him like this, so he handed the tissue box in front of him: "Wipe it."

Then he turned and went into the bedroom to continue packing his clothes, and put the file bag into the suitcase.

Song Ming didn't move, but fixed her eyes on him, followed him in, and said in a low voice, "...How disgusting is homosexuality?"

Qi Hao froze for a moment, then remained silent for a few seconds, "That's what you said."

"Me?" Song Ming was stunned, "How could I say such a thing!"

"You still say that you are not, but I am." Qi Hao repeated lightly without stopping the movement of his hands.

He has memorized these words from last year to the present, and every word is engraved on his heart like a branding iron.

Song Ming became even more anxious when she heard that: "I never said that! Really! Senior, you have to believe me, how could I tell you these things."

He seemed to be thinking of something, and said anxiously: "Maybe my mother said it, yes, it must be her!"

"After my mother brought me home, she took away my mobile phone, prevented me from contacting anyone, and changed all my account passwords. I was locked in the room for a long time and couldn't go anywhere." If you go out again, you are already abroad.

"I can't contact you over there. My mother keeps a close eye on her, either shutting her up in the room to study or forcing me to see a psychiatrist."

"My mother said that as long as I don't get better for a day, I don't want to come back."

"But I was thinking about it." Song Ming reached out and grabbed Qi Hao's clothes, and said in a low voice, "I'm thinking about it all the time."

"I even regret it. Why did I contradict them so naively? If I were softer and more obedient, I wouldn't deliberately provoke them..."

Qi Hao said: "Then you won't know me, and you won't stand here."

Song Ming rubbed her eyes: "My mother thinks that homosexuality is a disease, a cancer, a monster that must be cured."

Unfortunately, the mother of Song who forced him to go abroad divorced Song Weizhe before her son's homosexuality was cured, and then threw her son back to her ex-husband who had been in China for a long time like a football.

After Song Ming came back, she immediately went to the school to find Qi Hao.

No matter what the result is, he will find it.

"I'm really sick, very sick." Song Ming grabbed Qi Hao's wrist tightly, but didn't dare to look into his eyes, "But I don't want to get better."

"It's impossible for me to get better. Sending me to a behavior correction center and doing dozens of aversion therapy every day will not get better."

Qi Hao can no longer recall the powerlessness when he tried desperately to find him but there was no news, and the despair when he said "I don't want to see you".

Maybe on the first night of the reunion, Song Ming's heart softened when she said "I miss you so much" close to him.

He was just afraid that he would face the feeling of being abandoned and being teased again.

After a long silence, Qi Hao finally said: "Don't cry, it's almost turning into water, it's hard for me to coax."

Song Ming raised her head abruptly, with excitement in her eyes, but her voice was still timid: "I...I'm easy to coax. You know, I can go with you with a piece of cake."

Qi Hao sighed and said, "Come here."

Song Ming looked at him blankly and moved closer.

Looking at his pitiful look, Qi Hao felt that he was completely wrong, and couldn't help asking himself, how could you not forgive him.

Can't wait for Song Ming to slowly crawl in front of him at the speed of a turtle, Qi Hao strode forward and hugged him.

Kiss the forehead, pinch the nape of the neck.

After a good meal of reassurance, the empty part of my heart felt a little more solid.

Qi Hao asked: "Do you know what I did wrong?"

Song Ming nodded: "I know."

"In the future, I will be obedient, not angry, not duplicity, and not willful and willful regardless of the consequences."

Qi Hao said in a deep voice, "Listen to me."

Song Ming caught a glimpse of the suitcase next to the bed from the corner of her eye, and looked up at him: "But you're leaving."

"I'll wait for you." Qi Hao said, "I'll wait for you for a year, waiting for you to come to me."

The long wait is not terrible. The two people who share the same mind will learn to grow here, and hold each other tightly after overcoming all difficulties.

The following is a fake story

·

The impact of six months of aversion therapy is immeasurable.

Song Ming didn't dare to touch the same sex for a long time, and she shrank into a ball in fright when she put her shoulders on her shoulders and pinched her hands, covered her mouth and kept retching, and looked at Qi Qi with longing mixed with fear after feeling uncomfortable. Hao.

"Senior, hug me quickly, I have to cure it."

·

On the day of National Day, Qi Hao had already booked the tickets, and couldn't wait to go back to meet the little things still buried in the pile of questions.

He hurried to the train station, and bumped into Song Ming who was rushing over.

"..."

"Senior, I brought thirteen papers and two [-]-character essays to see you!"

·

In the hotel, on the double bed in the luxurious couple room, the two leaned shoulder to shoulder and head to head, lying on the bed.

Do the same math finale together.

"Senior, can you help me write something, I won't be able to hand in my homework when I go back."

"No! Who told you to patronize and play during the day!"

"Is it okay to pay?"

Qi Hao squinted at him: "What kind of paid method?"

Song Ming unbuttoned half of her nightgown, blinking her eyes twitchingly: "Just... that's how I pay."

·

Another holiday, Song Ming said that he would come to see him, but several couriers arrived before he arrived.

Qi Hao, who didn't know the truth, opened an unforgettable delivery in the dormitory.

"Hahahaha, Qi Hao, I can't see it, so you are so kind."

"Sailor clothes, maid clothes... tsk tsk, that's great."

Qi Hao blushed, chuckled dryly, turned around and locked the clothes in the closet.

·

During the two days of Song Ming's exam, Qi Hao was more nervous than anyone else.

He was squatting beside the flower bed at the entrance of the test center, the sweat from his palms pouring out layer by layer.

A person with bad eyes spoke up and said, "You are here to wait for the child, right? It's the last exam, and I don't know how it went. I'm going to die of anxiety."

Qi Hao's face darkened, and he moved a few inches to the side.

Song Ming will always remember the first sentence he heard after the exam.

The senior said with a sullen face, inexplicably vicissitudes: "Son, come out."

·

The two went shopping together, Song Ming saw the leather jacket and the cool windbreaker in the showcase, his eyes were bright, and he pulled Qi Hao inside.

Qi Hao waved his hand: "You don't need to give it to me, I don't wear this kind of clothes, and I'm still handsome just by my face."

Turning around, he found that the person had already entered the fitting room with the clothes in his arms.

That day, Song Ming reluctantly bought two more clothes with Doraemon and Stitch printed on them.

·

Qi Hao took him to see Yan Suyun for the first time, and Song Ming took out a large gift box bought from a jewelry store from a box of native mountain fungus, a three-piece set of necklace, ring, bracelet and thousand pure gold.

Qi Hao and his mother froze on the spot.

"Son, is this friend of yours here to give the dowry? Is it for you?"

Qi Hao: I am not!I don't!Mom, listen to me explain.

·

When it came time to do housework, Song Ming would turn into a puddle of mud and lay down everywhere.

It doesn't count if I don't move, I hugged the senior's leg and rubbed it back and forth to keep him from moving.

Then things go in a very strange direction.

·

"Doctor Qi, I'm not feeling well."

Qi Hao didn't raise his eyes, "What's wrong?"

Song Ming frowned, covered her heart and said, "It's uncomfortable here."

Qi Hao pressed the corner of his lips and asked: "What are the symptoms?"

Song Ming's eyebrows frowned even tighter: "I'm dizzy, I can't breathe, and it hurts like hell when I see those couples celebrating Valentine's Day on the street."

Qi Hao took out his stethoscope: "Come here, take off your clothes, and I'll listen to your heartbeat."

The author has something to say:

finallyEND

I didn't plan to write a second story later, mainly because I wanted to make up for what I didn't write well, although I still didn't write it well _(:_」∠)_

Will try to improve it!

If you have any suggestions, please speak out gently, I will watch and listen^^

There is also a very short pseudo-orthopedic article, but this amateur author is afraid that the battle line will be too long, so he will open it into a short article and post it when he has the opportunity to finish writing.