Rival says he loves me

Fang Gayao held onto the front of the alley that he saw just now, his palms felt cool, when he probed in, there was no one inside, but the air still smelled of smoke, very fresh, he must have just walked there not long ago, this alley is not straight Looking in from the corner of the street, Fang Jiayao turned into several twists and turns. Standing there, Fang Jiayao took out his mobile phone, found the name in the address book, hesitated for a while, and finally put it back.

He directly touched the wall and walked inward. He was not walking fast, but every step was so steady that he hardly made a sound. There was also a light in the corner near the alley. When Fang Gayao turned his head, he found another bar inside .

The entrance is clamped in the middle of two alleys. It is not large in scale, but it is very distinctive. There is no extra space left, and there is a straight branch alley to the right. Fang Jiayao stared at it for a while, feeling inexplicable want to move forward.

Pure intuition.

He took a few more glances at the small but elegant bar, and then he started to walk in.

He himself estimated that within a minute, he heard someone speaking in front of him, both voices were very familiar.

Wu Wei and the little boy in the bar.

Fang Gayao didn't want to eavesdrop, and felt that this matter was Wu Wei's private matter, and he also had an inexplicable fondness for and familiarity with the little boy Fang Gayao.

I feel like I've seen it somewhere before.

But if you want to dig deeper into the memory, it will be broken into slag long ago.

"I've seen you before," Fang Gayao heard the little boy inside speak first.

So he took two steps back, intending to wait for the sound to stop before coming back, but before he started moving, he heard Wu Wei say, "Yes, I've seen it."

Then Fang Gayao's feet stopped.

Some things in the memory began to overlap, but after the fog of time, no matter how you waved it, it was just such a small piece, which gave him a headache thinking about it.

He didn't listen to what he said afterwards, he just walked to the intersection where he had to go out of the alley, leaned against the wall and bowed his head to smoke.

In the middle, he kept searching for relevant memories in his mind, but apart from a little vague impression of the little boy, he had no memory of Wu Wei at all.

The cold in the second half of the night was like a piece of ice broken in the air, hard and shattered. After staying for a long time, even the part on the chest began to have difficulty breathing, so Fang Gayao's breathing gradually became heavier, and the cigarette butts he dropped Take the last spark and extinguish it on the trash can next to it.

In the end, after riding three or four poles on the top, there was no movement in the alley.

But only Wu Wei came out.

Fang Gayao waved at him slightly, and pinched the cigarette that was still half in his hand along the way.

So Wu Wei was a little surprised when he saw Fang Gayao at the entrance of the alley, "Why are you here?" Wu Wei's tone was a little distressed, mainly because Fang Gayao's fingertips were a little purple when he pinched the cigarette, which wasn't very common in the first place. The colored lips became the same color as the fingers.

Wu Wei took off his leather jacket when he came out of the alley, and looped it around Fang Gayao's shoulders with both hands, then went around to the front and pulled the neckline, "Put it on, it's warm."

Fang Jiayao just nodded, didn't ask about what happened just now, but said, "I ran out by myself, it has nothing to do with Nanzi, I just wanted to wait for you."

Fang Gayao's whole body warmed up, and his body that couldn't help trembling just now stabilized slightly.

"If you're okay, go back?" Fang Jiayao discussed with Wu Wei, because for some reason, Wu Wei's expression was a bit hurtful, "It's okay to go shopping if you want."

"Then take a stroll," Wu Wei inserted five fingers from the bottom into Fang Jiayao's finger sockets as if he had eyes, and they held each other, his palms warmly wrapped around the person, and the belly of the fingers clasped the person Pulling the back of his hand like this, he walked forward.

Fang Gayao is now smoking.

The last ray just dissipated behind the two of them.

Following the body temperature, the smoke disappeared.

"Do you still remember the scar behind my ear?" Wu Wei spoke first, "It was this enemy I met just now."

"The time you lost the fight?" Fang Gayao took a few steps from behind and caught up with Wu Wei. His shoulders were at the same level as Wu Wei's. When Wu Wei was speaking, white mist began to appear in his mouth, which reminded Fang Jiayao of the current month, so he continued to ask, "So did you take revenge?"

"No, there is a nobleman by his side, let's see his face." Wu Wei didn't say much about the nobleman, he just raised his head and glanced at the stars, "I was young when I was beaten, and I was a weakling in terms of strength. Flawed."

"How old are you?" Fang Gayao felt Wu Wei's hand clenched tightly, so he shook it back comfortingly.

"I was sixteen that year."

Fang Jiayao couldn't imagine what a 16-year-old Wu Wei would look like, so he lowered his head and didn't know what to pick up. He paused for a while before raising his arms. He stretched his hands upwards, and the cuffs were stretched and he moved backwards. , showing a section of his wrist.

His fingertips were cold, and when he lightly touched the scar behind Wu Wei's ear, he retracted subconsciously.

The other party is too hot.

The hand was caught by Wu Wei in the gap, and the other party bowed his head slightly to him, "Who would pull it back after half touching it?" Then the palm-to-palm hand pulled the person towards him, "Playing hard to get ?”

"No, my hands are cold." Fang Jiayao knew that the skin behind the ears is thin, easy to catch cold, and can't withstand too much stimulation. If his cold hands are not kept upright, Wu Wei will have a headache at night. Just listening to it Wu Wei was only so young when he was beaten, and he felt uncomfortable. The movement of raising his hand was purely because he felt sorry for the 16-year-old Wu Wei.

It's only when I react that I feel emotional | ambiguous | ambiguous.

He crossed the line.

The kind with emotion.

"I want you to touch it for a while longer," Wu Wei stared at Fang Gayao, "you touch it, and it won't hurt anymore."

"Is he still in pain?" Fang Gayao looked up at him.

Wu Wei took out a cigarette from his pocket, and pulled the man towards the side of the street.

Now the streets are full of people, only a lot more than when we first came here. Tang Jiuli officially opened for business after the early morning, and even the colorful lighting boards at the intersection are brighter than before, so Wu Weila Someone found a place and walked towards the hotel, "It hurts, it hurts my nerves."

"It hurts when it's cold." Wu Wei lit the cigarette and smiled at Fang Jiayao, "I'm used to it."

Fang Gayao's hand was held by Wu Wei, and the other party wanted to pull it to his ear, but Fang Gayao refused to let go, "My hands are cold."

"Won't it hurt more if you touch it?"

Wu Wei pulled Fang Gayao's arm over his shoulder, and pinched his fingertips on the thin flesh below his wrist, "Would it be possible to touch it when it's hot?"

"I—" Fang Gayao didn't finish speaking, his fingertips felt wet|hot.

"You...fuck..." Fang Gayao's whole body was limp, his whole arm was numb, his fingertips were touching Wu Wei's canine teeth, and the softness and heat inside were amplified through his fingertips.

"I'll warm your fingers for you, and you can relieve the pain, okay?" Wu Wei bit something in his mouth, staring at Fang Gayao with enthusiasm, he couldn't speak clearly, only a nasal voice mixed with heat came out of his mouth, listening People feel itchy.

Hearing the grievance in Wu Wei's voice, Fang Jiayao held back his silence, expressing his agreement with this meekness.

He was afraid of opening his mouth, and he couldn't hear the sound coming out.

Wu Wei looked at Fang Gayao's wet forehead eyes under the eyelashes, put the other party's hand behind his ear, and said softly,

"Thank you."

Finally, close to Fang Gayao's ear and tell him,

"For 16, I've always been grateful."

Fang Gayao raised his head and met Wu Wei's eyes, which were deep and dark. He didn't hide, but asked him, "Why?"

Wu Wei pressed his face and leaned over, lightly tapped Fang Jiayao's forehead,

"See you."

When Wu Wei withdrew from his body, Fang Jiayao hadn't reacted yet, and the second sentence "why" was still stuck in his throat when he saw Xing Nan and Wanke.

Vanke was the first to run over, with smoke in his mouth, out of tune in his throat, coughing badly, "cough...cough...you are back?! Fuck, Nanzi, you are really amazing, they are really together I’m back.” Vanke was forced to wait here, and Xing Nan forced his mouth to burn, but he didn’t know whether he was born stupid or smoking. The pretentious skill of smoking was not fully activated when he made a sound, which caused him The intersection coughed like a tuberculosis patient.

In the end, Xing Nan heard Vanke's hoarse voice, and couldn't stand it any longer. He just put away all the cigarettes, patted his back and gave him water, and waited for Vanke to run over before packing up the pack and heading there.

"Here you go, are you okay?" Xing Nan went over and pulled Vanke off Fang Gayao's body first, clamped Vanke's head on his arm, and lightly shivered from the cold, "It's cold at night, why don't you go back first?"

Wu Wei nodded, "It's okay." Then he glanced at Xing Nan. The clothes on Xing Nan's body were damp, and he seemed to have stayed here for a long time. Finally, he patted Xing Nan on the shoulder and took a puff of smoke. He called softly, brother.

Xing Nan was taken aback for a moment, then walked forward with a smile in his pocket, and repeated,

"Well, brother."

Fang Gayao followed from behind, looking at Wu Wei who was walking ahead, there was a layer of fireworks on his back.

It wasn't just himself who broke his loneliness.

And Xingnan.

Wu Wei is a human being. Although he wraps himself up layer by layer, his life is so long.

He can always meet brothers like Nanzi.

Same as myself——

"What are you thinking about?" Wu Wei put his hand on Fang Gayao's head, pinching his earlobe, "I ran into that kid at the bar just now at the entrance of the alley."

Fang Gayao hummed to show he knew.

"That kid is pretty." Wu Wei wrapped his fingers around Fang Gayao's hair, without any tricks. After a while, Fang Gayao felt that Wu Wei had already tied several knots on his head, so he raised his hand and grabbed Wu Wei's arm. Pull it down, "Don't do it."

"I didn't notice it at the bar before. The child looks a bit like you." Wu Wei lowered his head, trying to see Fang Gayao's expression clearly, but was pushed back by the other's arm, "Hot."

Vanke howled at the front, "It's still hot today?!"

After that, Xing Nan said, "Shut up."

Afterwards, the two noisy people in front turned a corner and became silent.

Wu Wei still hugged Fang Jiayao to talk to him, "His eyes are pretty, his nose is pretty, and the most similar thing is his mouth—"

"Okay," Fang Gayao interrupted him, "I'm quite tired all night, you want to see him and go tomorrow."

Wu Wei was silent, Fang Jiayao turned forward and saw no one following him. After waiting for a while, he still touched the wall and turned back. He saw Wu Wei standing where he was, without the expression of talking and laughing just now.

Fang Gayao walked towards him, but before reaching the heel, he was grabbed by Wu Wei and bumped into his arms, because the other party was getting stronger, and it hurt a little when Fang Gayao knocked on him, Wu Wei's hand just pressed down on Fang Gayao's head superior,

"Fang Gayao, as long as you say you're jealous, I'll tell you,"

"I lied to you just now."