paranoia

The cemetery is in the suburbs, there are few people coming and going, and there is not much living breath. The open plains do not hear the slightest wind and rain.

Song Wanzhou hadn't been here for a long time, and he was used to living in the bustling urban area, so he felt more and more bleak and cold in front of him.The breeze blew by, and the morning chill brought goosebumps to the skin. The cold Song Wanzhou shivered from the cold, and his lips were dark. He didn't answer Song Jing's question directly, and said in a low voice: "Let's go, let's go back." .”

Song Jing opened the black bag that was slung across his chest, and actually took out a thin shirt from inside. He said with a low smile, "I knew my brother would use it." He put it lightly on Song Wanzhou's body, and leaned over to him. Stepping forward, bent down, and slowly zipped him up, "Brother, don't be disgusted, I put it in the bag and haven't washed it for a week."

Song Jing's unwashed clothes for a week still smelled of freshly washed lavender, and the aroma was tangy. For some reason, Song Wanzhou's image of Song Jing wearing this dress appeared in Song Wanzhou's mind.

His shoulders are much narrower than Song Jing's. Song Jing often exercises, and has learned to dance before, so his body is naturally stronger than his. I don't know what nutritious meals he usually eats in school, but he can visibly jump up with the naked eye. , Song Jing is almost half a head taller than him.The clothes that fit Song Jing's body looked a little looser on his older brother's body, and the hem of the clothes swayed slightly with the twisting movements.

Song Jing raised his eyelids, with a casual smile on his face, and said softly, "Let me accompany my brother next time, too? I want to talk to them too."

"I want to tell them not to worry, Song Wanzhou will have someone named Song Jing to accompany him and take care of him for the rest of his life."

"Did my brother mention me? Do they know I'm your brother?"

Song Jing was talking as usual, the corners of his raised lips hadn't been flattened since seeing him, he was obviously smiling and talking, but there was no hint of a joke at all, he followed the silent Song Wanzhou, accompanied Watch him walk out slowly.He spoke a lot more today, and it fell into Song Wanzhou's ears, but he was not noisy at all, adding a touch of warmth.Song Wanzhou knew that Song Jing had noticed his depression, and was quietly comforting him.

Comforting, should be the responsibility he should take on as an older brother, but recently he always exposes his vulnerable side to Song Jing, and when standing with him, he is always mistaken for his younger brother by others.

Today, Song Wanzhou suddenly wanted to lose his brother's identity, to be self-willed for a while, secretly enjoying the feeling of being cared for.Song Wanzhou lowered his head slightly, quietly, and hummed a tone word from time to time as an answer. The toe of his clean white canvas shoe was stained with fresh dirt, but he didn't care. Instead, he pulled the corner of his mouth lightly and smiled lightly , seems to have something happy.

It feels good to feel the softness and self-willedness of Song Jing's tone.

"Xiaojing is making brother happy again."

Song Jing stopped and looked at Song Wanzhou with deep and affectionate eyes, and said in a low voice, "Brother thinks I'm not serious?"

Song Wanzhou froze for a moment, and hadn't recovered from the warmth Song Jing gave him. Facing the sudden scrutiny, he dodged subconsciously, his eyelashes trembling slightly, as if frightened by Song Jing's serious appearance, he preferred Song Jing just said All the words were just jokes to coax him.

Slowly backed away, not noticing the steps behind, and sat up directly, but luckily didn't fall.

Song Jing chuckled, squatted down, held Song Wanzhou's calf, and gently lifted the upper of his shoe: "Brother, your shoes are dirty."

The legs were lifted up suddenly, Song Wanzhou felt a little embarrassed, and said restrainedly: "I can do it myself."

"Brother, don't you want to experience what it's like to be a younger brother?" Song Jing familiarly took out a pack of tissues from Song Wanzhou's trouser pocket, held his cold ankle in his hand, shook it, and carefully wiped off the dirt on the front of his shoe. Tutu, "My brother also took care of me like this when I was a child, and it hasn't changed. There is a mobile phone in the left pocket, and tissues in the right pocket."

His thoughts were exposed, Song Wanzhou pursed his lips, looked at Song Jing who was squatting in front of him, and said softly: "Xiao Jing hasn't changed, it's still the little tail behind my brother, but the little tail has grown into a big tail. It's tall and tall. Handsome, he has grown into an adult."

"When my brother was chatting with his parents, I

I also said something, do you know what I said? Song Jing lowered his eyes, and rubbed his warm fingertips on Song Wanzhou's fair ankle.

Song Wanzhou shook his head: "What did you say?"

"secret."

Song Jing accompanied him to sweep the grave, and Song Wanzhou naturally agreed to his request to have fun outside.

He didn't play outside very much, and he didn't know what Song Jing usually played with his friends, but Song Jing asked him to arrange it, so he had no choice but to send text messages to ask for help from Bai Yiyu, a veteran who has been around the streets and alleys.

Song Jing has been looking at his mobile phone since he got on the bus, and he doesn't know who he is chatting with. His face is not very good-looking. Song Wanzhou has no habit of peeking at other people's privacy, so he deliberately tilted his head.

It was Bai Yiyu's rest time during the day, Song Wanzhou didn't get a reply to the message for a long time, and it went nowhere.

He didn't have many friends, and he kept in touch even less often. Song Wanzhou sent a text message to the busier Han Junjing without hope.

[Brother Xiao Han, do you have any recommendations for playing outside on weekends? 】

Unexpectedly, Han Junjing replied quickly: [Yangyang is finally willing to come out to play?Are you alone?I happen to be free today, where are you, I will pick you up. 】

Song Wanzhou knew that Song Jing didn't like Han Junjing very much, so he naturally wouldn't agree to go with him, so he quickly refused: [No, I'm not alone, I took my brother out to play today. 】

Song Wanzhou waited for a while, and received Han Junjing's reply, which only had one sentence, but made him exit the chat interface in a hurry.

[Yangyang, is the relationship between Song Jing and you abnormal? 】

Recently, people have always misunderstood his relationship with Song Jing, whether it is a strange shop assistant or Han Junjing who took care of him.Song Jing never cared about other people's opinions, let alone trivial misunderstandings. Song Wanzhou was not a caring person. He had been misunderstood by others about his relationship with Bai Yiyu, but he smiled lightly.It's just that he and Song Jing were a little bit incapable of accepting the role of talking about things in other people's mouths, probably because of their brotherly relationship, which could not allow others to suspect.

Or for more secretive reasons.

"Brother, shall we go to the movies?" Song Jing put away his phone, turned his head, and poked the stunned Song Wanzhou, "Brother?"

Song Wanzhou woke up, concealed his panic, nodded slightly, took out his phone again to buy a ticket, and asked, "What do you want to see?"

Song Jing waved his phone like a show, and said with a chuckle, "I've already bought it."

Because it was Song Jing who bought the ticket, and he was so mysterious that he didn't tell him where it was, Song Wanzhou could only follow behind him. After getting off the bus, he found that it was not the commercial street he imagined, but a residential area.

"Xiaojing, did you go to the wrong place?" Song Wanzhou asked suspiciously.

"Let's go, brother."

Naturally, Song Jing and Song Wanzhou walked side by side, turning around the alley, and there was actually a small movie theater in a residential building. If you didn't look for it, you wouldn't be able to find it. It's in the community, and you need to register to enter and exit.

"Does Xiaojing come here often?" Song Wanzhou asked softly.

"It's the first time," Song Jing showed the staff a screenshot of the evening ticket booking, and they led them down to the private room, "It's hard to come out to play with my brother, so I must do my homework."

I don't know the operating mode of the private movie theater. According to Song Jing, it seems that the movies they watch are randomly played by the system.

Song Jing brought popcorn and Coke, the iced ones were his, and the room temperature ones were Song Wanzhou's.

The two were sitting on the sofa, and the camera started with a dim morning scene, with only one spot of light moving, and the overall tone seemed a bit depressing, not like Song Jing's favorite style.

Song Wanzhou lightly touched the back of Song Jing's hand, leaned close to his ear, covered his mouth, and asked in a low voice, "Has Xiaojing seen it?"

Song Jingjing nodded, fed the popcorn into Song Wanzhou's mouth, got some saliva on it, retracted his palm, and said with a smile, "I've seen it many times, "Brokeback Mountain."

How could he not have seen it?From the first day of junior high school to the present, whenever I have time, I will take it out and watch it.

How Ennis hides love again and again.

Song Wanzhou obviously hadn't watched it, didn't say anything, just calmed down and watched the movie, and didn't even notice that the Coca-Cola straw had been changed.

He slowly discovered that "Brokeback Mountain" seemed to be a homosexual movie.Jack and Ennis are two completely different people, but they started with sex, and they love each other with forbearance and passion. What is placed between them is not only the worldly vision, but also the oppression of life. Obviously, there will be no one Happy ending.

There are a lot of intimacy scenes, Song Wanzhou, who has never seen orgy and has no sexual experience, does not feel embarrassed at all. He is immersed in the exchange of love/desire between the two, and Song Jing sitting next to him does not even move. Ask Song Wanzhou if he wants to eat popcorn.

It seemed that Song Wanzhou was not the one who wanted to watch the movie.

When the film was about to end, Song Jing got up to go to the toilet, but Song Wanzhou stared at the projection screen, unable to recover from the ending of the two for a long time.

'Love aforcenature.'

Song Wanzhou muttered, repeating the last sentence in the picture. He seemed to be Ennis who fell in love with Jack. Even if there were thousands of loves, he had to hide them deep in his heart. Brokeback Mountain was his beautiful escape from the world. In life, when he returned to reality, he even had to restrain himself from smiling sincerely.

I don't know when Song Jing came back from the outside, but his cold fingers covered with water vapor poked him twice on the face, and Song Wanzhou heard Song Jing's deep voice: "Brother, the broadcast is over."

The subtitles had already started to play on the screen, the melodious and slightly playful ending song sounded, and the staff knocked on the door.

Walking out of the theater, Song Jing asked the silent Song Wanzhou how he felt. Every scene and every line of "Brokeback Mountain" was in Song Jing's mind. He just wanted to know Song Wanzhou's thoughts.

"I like this line the most. I wish I knew how to give up on you."

"Brother, if I were Jack, would I die?" Song Jing looked at Song Wanzhou's face and said in a deep voice.