Flight of the Bumblebee

He Qi, 23 years old

The flower buds of love that didn't have time to open

in the summer evening

Knocked down by a sudden storm

smashed into the mud

"Why are you here?" He looked coldly at Xing Yan who was running towards him holding an umbrella, his face was covered with splashing rain.

Xing Yan took two steps towards him, seeing that his expression was wrong, he slowed down and stopped a few steps away.

"Yesterday the weather forecast said it was going to rain, so I brought you an umbrella."

He Qi felt a little irritable, he suppressed his tone, and said with a little displeasure: "This place is not far from home, and the rain will soon pass."

I don't need you to pick me up.

He thought so, but didn't say it.

Today is really terrible, even God wants to show him face, is he against him?Obviously, yesterday, the day before yesterday, and even this morning were all cloudless and fine weather, so why is it raining now, why can't we... choose a better time?

With his back to Xing Yan, he raised his neck, and the pouring rain wetted his eyebrows and eyelashes.He Qi closed his eyes, and suddenly felt someone standing behind him, and the cold touch on his face did not continue.He opened his eyes, the dark sky was covered by a black umbrella, Xing Yan was standing behind him holding an umbrella, looking at him worriedly.

He Qi sighed, laughed at himself again, and shook his head, as if trying to get rid of all the unhappiness in his heart.After a while, he suddenly took a step and came out from the shelter from the rain. Xing Yan followed him closely with an umbrella, nervous and clumsy.He Qi's pace is very fast, he doesn't seem to care whether the rain will hit his head at all, and he doesn't care whether there are puddles on the road under his feet.

If Xing Yan didn't come, he was going to have a heavy rain.

He trotted to keep up with him. In order to let the umbrella cover his body, Xing Yan himself was soaked. The white T-shirt was clinging to the skin on the back, and there were many drops of water on the short hair, like a Freshly washed and fluffy kiwi.

He Qi suddenly heard a scream, and when he completely ignored the people behind him and just lowered his head and ran away, the big black umbrella that had been propped up above his head disappeared, and he was instantly drenched by the rain cold.

Xing Yan squatted on the ground, the big black umbrella completely covered him, like a giant mushroom suddenly appeared on the ground, why didn't he know what happened to him.

He walked back anxiously in the rain, squatted in front of Xing Yan, raised his umbrella slightly, and saw Xing Yan covering half of his face.His injuries were not fully healed, and he started to feel a dull pain again when he touched the rain.

Very good, it is an acid rain, which shows how serious the pollution of the city is.The air quality ranks in the forefront, and the greening is the first in the country. Heh, the government is lying.

He pulled Xing Yan's hand away. Fortunately, the rain didn't get into the eyes, but there was still a hole on the cheekbone, and it was a little red and swollen when the rain got in.He Qi took the umbrella from his hand and stood up. Xing Yan squatted on the ground and looked up at him with a painful expression.

"How long are you going to sit on the ground? Are the clothes dry? Do you have any clothes to change? Aren't you a homeless man? Why are you so thin, but when the wound touches a little water, you cry like a ghost? Are you still a man? "The sound of the rain was so loud that he had to yell desperately for Xing Yan to hear it.

Xing Yan crouched on the ground hugging his knees and looked at him, but did not respond.

He couldn't wait to kick him with his feet and kick him into the puddle next to him.But he restrained his violent tendencies, and tilted the umbrella over Xing Yan's head, covering his entire body.The rain was running down his back, anyway, he was already wet just now, so He Ji didn't care about it anymore.

He Qi pulled him up from the ground, and Xing Yan was wearing the light blue jeans he bought for him, which were soaked in water and turned dark.He Qi was wearing black suit pants, so he couldn't tell.

After he got up, he glanced at him secretly, He Qi was about to leave, seeing him like this, he couldn't help asking: "What do you want to say?"

"Are... are you still angry?" He asked in a low voice.

"Of course I'm angry!" He Qi glared at him and said angrily.

"Then why are you angry?" Xing Yan looked at him and asked carefully.

"Nonsense! It's not because of..." He Qi was stunned as soon as the words came out.Did he just get mad?When did you get angry?Who is angry?He looked at the black sky and thought: It must be this damn rainy day, with dark clouds over the city, and all good moods will be nullified.There is also the man next to him, looking more and more angry for no reason.Angry that he didn't know anything, and looked at him worriedly.It seemed that he was the one who just got the medical report back from the hospital, or finally waited for the interview results before opening the envelope.Angrily, he stayed close to every step, and followed him wagging his tail in the heavy rain.

He Qi felt that he was not picking up a homeless man at all, but a big yellow dog, who kept guarding him every day.

God!He just wanted to digest his emotions quietly at this time!

Oh, I suddenly remembered that he wasn't angry at all just now, he was just a little depressed.It turned out that he was angry, and it was clearly Xing Yan's fault.

"I'm not angry." He Qi changed his words, he withdrew his expression of blowing his nose and staring, and said calmly.

Xing Yan walked beside him silently, observing his expression carefully, feeling a little impatient, and asked him without looking at him: "Is the wound on your face not hurting anymore? Do you want to go to the pharmacy to buy some medicine?"

"It doesn't hurt when the water runs off. I just blinked, and the rainwater flowed from the eyelashes into the eyes."

"Is your left eye really okay?" He turned his head, looked at Xing Yan's profile with clear features and a high nose bridge, and asked worriedly.

"It's okay..." For some reason, he lowered his head again, hiding all his expressions.

He Qi was holding an umbrella all the way. He was shorter than Xing Yan, so he had to raise his hand so as not to cover Xing Yan's sight.

There was a sudden gust of wind on the street, and none of them was dry, and they felt a slight chill when the strong wind blew past.Xing Yan couldn't help but sneezed several times, and the two behind had to trot all the way back to the rental house, almost crashing into it when they opened the door.And the rain outside is obviously getting heavier and heavier. If it weren't for the crackling of the iron sheets on the roof, I would have almost forgotten that this is an iron house.

After closing the door, Xing Yan looked around the room and was slightly taken aback.

Originally, he thought he had to be more careful after entering, not to let the water on his body wet the floor.But seeing the stream-like rainwater flowing on the ground and converging into a puddle, he could only rejoice in his heart: Fortunately, he closed the window before going out.

He Qi has long been familiar with it.He took off his clothes in front of Xing Yan, looked at the ground, and felt that he couldn't just throw it on the ground, then found a chair with a back and hung all the wet clothes on it.After thinking for a moment, he decided to take off the remaining underwear.He saw Xing Yan who was still standing at the door for a long time after coming in, and at the moment his whole body was stiff and dumbfounded.

"Don't you take off your clothes and go in to take a shower? You'll catch a cold in a while." He also put the wet underwear on top of those clothes, turned around and squatted on the ground to find clothes from the cabinet.

Xing Yan laughed twice, turned his neck stiffly, and forced himself to focus on the table.I drank half a bottle of iced tea, an unopened can of beer, a computer, and a cup for drinking water.He also put half a bag of cereal on the table, and he was in a hurry to go out in the morning, so he didn't even have time to make cereal.

He Qi was still squatting there, with nothing covering his body.He was drenched from the rain, and the hair on his neck was still slightly stained with drops of water, like sweat from exercise, flowing on his white and smooth back, along the tailbone, from an invisible place, One after another, they smashed into the floor.

Xing Yan couldn't control the corner of his eyes from glancing there, he unconsciously stuck to the door, his heartbeat was so loud that the sound of the majestic rain could hardly be heard.Swallowing sadly and nervously, he had to inhale so hard to get his breathing back that he squeezed all the air into his lungs.

He Qi kept searching the drawer below.Why can't I find a pair of clean underwear, and haven't put them on the top?His wardrobe is classified. The coat is hung on a hanger, the clothes and pants are neatly stacked underneath, and the drawers are put together with underwear and socks.Xing Yan's clothes were also put together with his, but why couldn't he find that pair of blue boxers that are not new and not old?

"Hey!" He turned around and shouted at Xing Yan, "Did you take my underwear?"

Xing Yan's face was pale, but he just asked casually, without any other meaning.But it was clear to him that it was an accusation, a reasonable and righteous accusation made against him after seeing through all his thoughts.It's like a thief who has been carefully prepared for a long time in advance, but the moment he opens the door, a row of black muzzles are pointed at him.

Xing Yan hurriedly explained: "I didn't...I didn't..."

Seeing his expression, He Qi was also surprised, and murmured casually: "Didn't you take it? Don't tell me I don't have any underwear?" He casually took two pieces of clothes and shorts from the cabinet, holding the dirty clothes he just took off Walking towards the door, he saw Xing Yan leaning against the door, and stopped.

"What's the matter with your expression?" He smiled and said, "It's like seeing a ghost."

Walked two steps forward, stopped again, and looked at Xing Yan suspiciously: "You can't really be gay, are you?"

Xing Yan opened his lips, and his voice was hoarse than usual. He asked in a low voice, "Are you afraid?"

He was asking if he was homophobic. There is no way to accept and hate is different. The former is a physical problem, and the latter directly rises to the worldview. Maybe he will be kicked out tonight.

However, He Qi's nerves were bigger than imagined. He just frowned slightly, and continued to walk forward, saying, "What am I afraid of? What is there to be afraid of?"

Xing Yan lowered his head, not daring to look at him, and stepped aside automatically.When He Qi passed him, he lightly patted his shoulder which was icy from the rain, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "Gays don't even like me, do they?"

After speaking, he opened the door and went out.

The moment Xing Yan heard the bathroom door close, he slumped on the ground against the wall.He sweated profusely and rushed up like a floodgate. The place touched by He Qi seemed to have a fever, and the clothes that had been wet by the rain were steaming.Like a shrimp, he curled up on the ground with his back arched, his forehead pressed against the wet floor, and all the hot air he exhaled sprayed on his face.

He had to relieve his secret and urgent desire before He Qi came out.

The sound of raindrops hitting the iron roof became quieter, and Xing Yan leaned his side face on one arm, showing a dazed and fragile expression.