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Lin Tai, who was lying at the door, was dragged into the room by one hand.

Lin Jinglei closed the door after listening to his aunt's movements. His state changed from being a thief one second to interrogating the next second. He wanted to ask but stopped in time. Maybe he was too nervous, and his brother was so stupid that he couldn't know.Forget it, don't ask.

Lin Tai: "You want to ask me if I know about you and Yan Zizheng?"

Lin Jinglei suddenly raised his head: "You know?"

Lin Tai shrugged: "I knew it a long time ago."

"What does it mean to know early, how early."

After thinking for a moment, Lin Tai continued: "One time you got up in the middle of the night and went out to kiss him in the yard, and I knew then."

"What?" Lin Jinglei couldn't believe his ears, "When?"

"You hadn't moved here at that time, you just came to live here occasionally at night, I didn't mean to..."

"You must have read it wrong."

"impossible."

Lin Jinglei said "huh": "How is that impossible? With your 700-degree myopia, you can't tell the difference between a human and an animal at a distance of five meters."

Lin Tai argued hard: "Just tell me if you're okay."

Lin Jinglei hesitated: "Yes, but it's not as early as you said."

"Sooner or later, it's up to you if you have it, why are you sophistrying?"

"It's fine if you don't, you seem to say it easily, don't you feel repelled?"

Lin Tai sat next to his brother: "Isn't it normal to be ostracized?"

Lin Jinglei was puzzled: "You mean I look crooked?"

"I don't mean that, I mean, it's normal for two boys to have this sort of thing."

Lin Jinglei felt that it was necessary for him to chat with his brother. Hearing this realization, it was also necessary.He turned around, crossed his legs, and sighed in the darkness: "Tell me, what's going on with you."

"Brother, you are questioning a person who has read countless books and has a high level of ideological awareness," Lin Tai said in a low-key but confident voice, "There are many celebrities who have written stories between men and men, what does it mean, what does it mean? It makes sense."

"Go, go, don't tell me what's in your books, just ask you something."

"What?"

After a pause, Lin Jinglei said, "Do you also like men?"

"Nonsense!" Lin Tai's voice suddenly rose, "I..."

Lin Jinglei covered his brother's mouth and scolded in a low voice: "You fucking keep your voice down."

Lin Tai silenced his voice, took Lin Jinglei's hand away, got up and went to the desk, squatting there looking for something from the cabinet.

Lin Jinglei was a little flustered, feeling as if he had stimulated his brother, as the saying goes, you can't mess with a nerd if you mess with anyone, and no one can hold back when you're really crazy.He tentatively asked: "Are you okay? Brother is just asking, it's not..."

Lin Tai started throwing things here non-stop, they were all books, and Lin Jinglei had to keep his mouth shut.

"If I really like boys, can I watch these things?"

Lin Jinglei touched the magazine, turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, and he knew what was in it just by looking at the cover. After casually flipping through it, he exclaimed: "I'll go, you can."

There are pornographic magazines and comics scattered on the floor beside the bed. Under the shaking of the beam of the flashlight, it is not suitable for children to be naked.

Lin Tai picked up a book and pointed to the beautiful cartoon girl on it, emphasizing: "I like cute girls with protruding fronts and backs like this, don't blame me."

Lin Jinglei rubbed his temples: "Pick up everything quickly, I know."

He thoughtfully illuminated the light for his brother, and watched his brother stuff a stack of magazine comics into the supplementary books.It's too subversive. In his eyes, his younger brother is a nerd who has both good character and academic excellence. He never expected to be so boring.

Lin Tai, who was kneeling by the desk to pack his things, said, "Brother, do you still remember the time when I liked that girl and confessed to Yan Zizheng?"

Lin Jinglei replied: "I remember, what's wrong."

"At that time I examined him carefully," Lin Tai said while tutting, "How can I put it, although I don't want to admit it, but I have to say that he is the kind that I admire, he can talk about everything without saying a word. A person who does everything well.”

Lin Jinglei somewhat agreed, but didn't nod, and said disdainfully: "Come on, is he that good?"

He touched something cold with his arm, and then he remembered the box of ice cream that Yan Zizheng sent over. When he went to the kitchen to find a spoon, he heard the sound of scratching the door, and when he opened the door, ears of wheat squeezed in.

Just as someone came out from the next door, he opened the door and looked at it. It was Yan Zizheng and his grandfather who came out to see off the guests. The two old and the young were moving towards the iron gate.

Soon Grandpa Yan turned back and entered the house, but Yan Zizheng was nowhere to be seen, and Lin Jinglei opened the door wider.

The cold wind poured into the crack of the door, and when he was about to close the door, the door panel slammed twice, the sound of knocking on the door lightly, and then a face appeared outside the crack of the door, scaring him to let go of the doorknob and take a step back.

"Fuck, you're trying to scare me to death." He whispered.

Yan Zizheng opened the door lightly with his foot, stood at the door and asked softly, "Are you looking for me?"

Lin Jinglei hit Yan Zizheng's arm with the spoon in his hand: "Get out, I'm closing the door."

"going to sleep?"

"No electricity, what else can I do if I don't sleep."

"It is said that the line failure is being repaired, and it will come in a while," Yan Zizheng said sideways, "Do you want to go out together?"

Seeing that Lin Jinglei didn't make a statement, he smiled, raised his eyebrows lightly, leaned forward, and stared into Lin Jinglei's eyes with a pleasant voice: "Are you going?"

The cold moon was both the background and the foil, and the young man's smile was soft and bright, which made Lin Jinglei suddenly feel suffocated: "Go."

Falling in love with someone is both invisible and tangible, coming without warning, unfolding with joy.Inhale into the nasal cavity and blow it in the chest, making people become paranoid and cute, petty and sensitive.Bad things are getting better, and good things are getting better.

The wonderful feeling is like the sun shining brightly, like the air is everywhere.

It's a careful thought, a casual look.

All the wonderful gatherings are transformed into willingness to spare no effort.Sometimes brave, sometimes cowardly, sometimes bright, sometimes numb, sometimes sour, sweet and astringent.

As long as the other party smiles, everything will be messed up. Tsundere can be chased away, and reserved can be forgotten.

Lin Jinglei hurried back to the house to get his coat, thought of the ice cream from the spoon in his hand, turned back to get it, grabbed the key, changed his shoes, opened the door and whistled to the person waiting for him.

Yan Zizheng looked at the ice cream in Lin Jinglei's hand: "Want to eat outside?"

Lin Jinglei opened the lid of the ice cream box while walking with a spoon in his mouth, humming indistinctly: "You can only feel it when you eat it in the ice and snow."

"Just eat by yourself?"

After Yan Zizheng asked this question, he dug a piece out of the box with Lin Jinglei's hand holding the spoon and put it in his mouth. When he was feeling the thick and cold milk fragrance, Lin Jinglei asked him, "Who told you to eat it?"

Without thinking, Yan Zizheng pinched Lin Jinglei's chin and fed him back mouth to mouth.

Lin Jinglei didn't expect such a scene, he was completely dazed to feel the ice cream that turned into soup being filled into his mouth with his flexible tongue.

He pushed Yan Zizheng's face, his breathing was not adjusted properly, his Adam's apple moved, and he swallowed a lot.He punched Yan Zizheng's chest hard until he got out of the mouth-to-mouth mode.

"What's wrong with you!"

Yan Zizheng licked the corner of his mouth: "I'll give it back to you."

"Damn," Lin Jinglei tried to spit out what was left in his mouth, "Aren't you disgusting!"

It was this vomit that got on his own pants, the specific parts were mosaics, the white viscous liquid adhered to the black fabric, even if there was no light, it was so fucking clear.

With dazed faces, the atmosphere at this moment can be described as quite embarrassing in four words.

"Are there any tissues?"

Yan Zizheng held back a smile and shook his head: "No."

Lin Jinglei shook the cloth at the edge of the stain, seeing that it didn't work, he pulled the hem of Yan Zizheng's coat and wiped it forcibly: "Damn it, look at what you did."

He loosened the clothes in his hands, bent down extremely and looked at the dirty place again, and the little emotion of disgust permeated with his breath.

Yan Zizheng stood by the side all the time, his gaze following the movements of the people around him, thinking that this kid could hold the ice cream box firmly no matter how busy he was in an emergency, and his foodie attributes could be seen at a glance.

He raised his hand and quickly grabbed the ice cream box that Lin Jinglei was holding, and sure enough, the other party thought he hadn't grabbed it, and threw himself into his arms to save the ice cream without caring about anything else.

"Damn, why did you grab it?"

Yan Zizheng held up the ice cream box with one hand, and wrapped his arms around the waist of the person in his arms with the other hand, and said in a low voice, "You obviously like me, but you don't want to get close to me, what's going on?"

Lin Jinglei arched his waist: "Release."

"If I don't let go."

Lin Jinglei bent his knees and slammed Yan Zizheng's legs hard, then lowered his body and struggled out of Yan Zizheng's arms, his hair rubbed against the fabric of the coat, causing static electricity to explode. He blew the broken hair on his forehead and asked, "What the hell are you doing?" Not looking for a beating?"

The corner of Yan Zizheng's mouth curled up, shaking the ice cream in his hand: "Would you like it?"

Lin Jinglei snorted, "I'll take it myself."

He immediately launched the offensive as he said and did what he said. He used all the brushes he learned in the close combat class. It was different from the usual bright classroom. At this time, he couldn't see Yan Zizheng's defensive moves clearly, so he was barely worth it. Downwind, with the help of snow on the marble road, his best performance is downwind.

In order to prevent the ice cream from slipping, Yan Zizheng accidentally slipped and fell after being kicked hard on his calf.The moment before he fell down, he directly grabbed Lin Jinglei's clothes, and he died together.

The poor box of ice cream that died with them was stuck upside down in the snow with its own sound effects.

"Do you like me?" Yan Zizheng asked, "Answer positively."

"I'll answer your uncle!"

This kind of result of killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred is not what Lin Jinglei wanted. He remembered the last time he subdued Yan Zizheng in the small hotel and immediately wanted to do another cross. After the shop was finished, Yan Zizheng resolved it.

During the tearing and shoving, they were rolling and sweeping the snow, and they refused to give in to each other's offense and defense. The puffing snow was fluttering, and someone's dog was barking.

When the street lights came on for an instant, their actions stopped for an instant, ending the murder caused by a box of ice cream.

Lin Jinglei was still half lying on Yan Zizheng's body, let go of his clenched hands, got up and left, the speed was so fast that it was not a special effect.

While running, he glanced at his crotch, not at the stain, but at the small tent that was set up, and he, who never liked too much physical contact with people, reacted when he gestured to Yan Zizheng.

Yan Zizheng sat on the ground, looked back with a smile and said loudly, "I can only assume that your answer is yes!"

Lin Jinglei gritted his teeth and replied, "I can only pretend that you don't want to come in."

Yan Zizheng was startled, reached out his hand to feel in his pocket, and ran back when he found that the keychain was gone.

It was too late, when he came to the front, the iron gate had already been closed, and the person who locked the gate gave him a middle finger before turning away with the key in his hand.

He held the railing and sighed, but he made another mistake and was tricked.

Lin Jinglei thought that the text messages on his cell phone after he entered the room were from Yan Zizheng, but after checking, they came from a series of unfamiliar numbers.

"I am Yu Zhaoyu, are you asleep?"