i have a crush on you

Chapter 2: Want to know you

The relationship between me and He Shu has naturally taken a step closer.Boys' friendship is actually very simple. A fight can make friends, a bottle of mineral water can make friends, and a small math test paper can make two people who don't get along become friends.

The development between me and him is too inexplicable but very natural.

He Shu's words also began to increase gradually.I thought we could be regarded as friends, but one day after school he suddenly told me that I don't need to bring breakfast.

I could only nod in embarrassment, and then I realized how my own reaction was like eating his rice.

Maybe I didn't understand at that time, I regarded breakfast as a kind of connection with him, and without the morning, I would also be cut off from him.This is a kind of subconscious flattery, and I fell in love with He Shu at that moment.

Don't think it's inexplicable that I like He Shu. His face, his figure, and his vague enthusiasm provoke me all the time.

Maybe I was born gay.

I was so upset about his rejection that I couldn't even eat at night when I got home.By the way, he spread all his anger on his mother, saying that she cooks these few dishes.

Afterwards, when I thought of the bastard thing I did, I regretted it very much, and I couldn't fall asleep all night after tossing and turning.

The next morning, I had no intention of buying breakfast for He Shu, and I didn't want to eat it myself, so I walked to the classroom dejectedly.

I lay prone on the table, exuding lovelessness all over my body.

"What's wrong?" He Shu's voice sounded.

I held out a hand and waved it, not wanting to hear it at all.

"Did you not sleep last night? Sleep on your stomach as soon as you come here." After all, I was moved by He Shu's condolences. I turned my head to his side and looked at him.

"Your dark circles are so heavy." He was very gentle, and my heart seemed to be scratched a few times.

"Sleepy." I mouthed.

He touched my head and took out a bowl of noodles from the drawer, "Eat before going to sleep."

I know that the school does not allow disposable lunch boxes to come in, so flour and the like can only be eaten standing at the gate.Every morning at the gate of the school, there must be a wonderful sight to be seen. The head principal looks at the wolf, and the students are forced to work hard, and the parents are anxious to do both...

I immediately sat up, looked at the bowl of noodles that was half sprinkled with soup in the bag, then turned to look at He Shu, he took out two small boxes, handed one to me, and started to refill the other, "No I know you don’t like spicy food, so you can add chili oil here.”

His carefulness made me stupid.

"Eat quickly." He handed me the noodles.

I began to suspect that this wasn't the He Shu I knew, who was so fucking gentle and enthusiastic?But his dimples tell me this is him.

"You're so kind," I said, "You're so kind."

"Tch, you're good too." He patted my head again, "Hurry up and eat."

I ate this breakfast for the whole morning self-study. The head teacher told me twice that I ignored it completely. Later, she drove me out to eat, and was scolded by the patrolling grade teacher.

But I am very happy, it is the first time I know that I can eat noodles while training.The grade director wanted me to lose face, but I refused to throw it away and ate it in front of him.He was so angry that he almost took me to the principal's office, but luckily Bai Chen helped me out.

But I still couldn't escape being punished. I had to stand at the end of class for a day, but I sat in the last row, so I took my place.

The first thing He Shu said when he saw me was: "Fool, are you so hungry?"

Not hungry, still full...

Facts have proved that liking someone really leads to some stupid things.

But I'm happy.That kind of heartless happiness for a small thing is an emotion that gets bigger and gets smaller.

He Shu is becoming more and more lively in front of me. He is not a cold person. He is the one who talks to me a lot of the time. Is it unbelievable?He just hides too many things in his heart, these pressures make him close himself, he needs to talk, I am very happy, I am his only listener.

Around December, He Shu invited me to his home for the first time.I still remember that it was very cold and dry in those few days, my mouth was all peeled, and I rushed to the car with a thermos like an old lady.

From my house to his house, I need to take 13 stations and transfer two trains. I took four and 10 minutes to get there. I drank all the bottle of water along the way, but my teeth were still chattering from the cold.

His home is in the depths of a small alley, walking all the way to find that there are snacks on the left and right, I couldn't resist the temptation and bought two skewers.

"He Shu!!" I stood at the bottom of his house and shouted. There are only two floors in one building. His house lives on the second floor, and the first floor is a small shop.

"He Shu went shopping for me." An aunt wearing an apron came out of the shop, holding a spatula in her hand, "Are you his classmate?"

He Shu's mother looks very simple and gentle, and she also has dimples.When He Shu smiled, he looked just like his mother.

"Yes, my name is Jiang Tang. Hello, Auntie." I tried my best to be lively and a good boy with good manners.

"Okay, come in and sit." He Shuma invited me to sit in, and she gave me the stool, and I kept thanking her.

"The pot is going to burn, you sit down for a while." He Shuma smiled.

"it is good."

I sat in the store for a while, then looked around.This is a supermarket with a large area, and there seems to be a kitchen at the back for cooking.

No one is sheltered outside, and they never seem to care about theft.

While thinking, He Shu came back, he patted my left shoulder, I turned around but didn’t see him, he patted my right shoulder again, but I didn’t move and kept looking to the left, but I didn’t see anyone else.

"Boring." I said.

He walked up to me, laughing non-stop, holding the bag of vegetables twisted into a twist in his hand.

"Wait." He turned and ran back to the small kitchen, and soon came out of the small kitchen and stood by the container, "What do you want to drink?"

"Cola."

He took out two bottles of Coke and led me upstairs.

"The skewer for you." I handed it to him.

He took the skewer and looked at my face by the way.We were standing on the stairs, he lifted my chin with one hand, looked carefully, and frowned: "My mouth is bleeding."

"Ah!" I quickly licked it.

"Don't lick." He took out a lipstick from his purse and handed it to me.

"You still have this thing?" I laughed at him, "It's too delicate."

"Cut." He smiled.

As soon as I entered, I started to look for his room. At the door, he immediately kicked my legs, "Shoes, I dragged them so hard."

"Tsk." I gave him a blank look, and I took off my feet uncoordinatedly, and rushed in eagerly. At a glance, I saw his room. I turned around and wanted to call him, but found that he was arranging my shoes. I felt that I was being rude, so I leaned forward and put the shoes away as soon as he took them off.

He paused his hand in the air, then raised it and tapped my head, "Put on your shoes!"

The two of us sat on his bed in a daze, I pointed to the photo on the bedside, "How old was it?"

"Ten years old." He smiled, "I'm so stupid, but I don't have any new photos."

In the photo, he is sitting on the sofa holding a big watermelon, and the watermelon juice all over his face is very cute.

"It's cute." I said.

"Let me show you something." He said as he got up and took out a photo album from the bedside cabinet.

He introduced me one by one, so I got a rough idea of ​​his childhood. He was a little happier than me, at least he was accompanied by his father.

He Shu took out a family portrait taken when he was ten years old, and he said, "Do I not look like my dad at all?"

I looked at the teardrops in his eyes, and felt as if my heart was being pulled hard. I deliberately slapped him, "Your father is much more handsome than you."

"I think so too." He touched the photo, "Actually, my father has passed away."

He Shu's sudden confession caught me off guard and wept.

I didn't know that I was so weak and weak.

"Why are you crying?" He hurriedly hugged my head, and asked me gently, "Did you scare me?"

I, a big man of 1.8 meters [-], don't think there is anything wrong with being in his arms. All my burdens can be unloaded in front of him. I am an extremely emotional person, and any sad thing touches I seemed to be out of control.

"He Shu." I called his name.

"Huh?" He stroked my hair lightly.

"He Shu."

"I am here."

"He Shu."

"I'm here."

"My father also passed away when I was very young." I got up from his arms and said slowly, "I was hit by someone. I just heard you say it all at once, and I couldn't hold back."

"It's okay, I'll be your father." He joked casually.

I kicked him off the bed, "I'm your father."

He sat on the ground and started to laugh out loud, and I smirked along with him like I was back in my childhood, very innocent.

He later told me that his father died of bone cancer and was paralyzed in the last few months, often needing an oxygen mask to ensure normal breathing.With such a huge variable, his mentality of survival is gone. When he died, he was very calm and did not struggle at all.

We came to have a long talk, and then the aunt told us to go down for dinner before stopping.When we went down, he took my hand and said, "They have gone to heaven."

"Yeah." I smiled, "I'm not sad."

I still remember when I was leaving, he poured a bottle of water into my thermos, and I almost burned my lips when I got in the car and drank it...

But I have one hand always in my purse, holding the lipstick he gave me.