I still don't want to go to school today

Of course he said no.After that, I was surrounded by reason and emotion for 10 minutes.

Asked to take pictures again.He continued to shake his head in refusal.

They were visibly unhappy.

"I'm going to the toilet." He lowered his head and played with his phone for a while, flipped through the WeChat Q/Q address book and didn't know what to do.I took a chance and left.

He didn't realize that his face was different from usual when he was stared at when he went out.Then I felt guilty for no reason, and only dared to raise my head a little when I went to the toilet.

Then I was intimidated by the effect of this makeup under natural light.

The water coming out of the tap is a little warm.He saw some distorted images through the water, and he wanted to stick his face under the water.

The phone rang, a call from a stranger.

"...Hello?" He pulled the mask up to his chin.

"I'm Qian Miaojie."

"Hmm. What's up—"

"Can you contact Xu Zhijian?"

Fu Luojia tightened his fingers: "...Have you called yet?"

"Called. It didn't work."

"Then I shouldn't be able to get in touch."

"Have you ever fought?"

"……No."

"Haven't played since yesterday?"

He frowned. "Why should I—"

"His cell phone has been disconnected since yesterday. Du Ran cannot contact him."

"..."

"A lot of people are waiting for him."

Fu Luojia looked up at the glasses again. "...I can't get in touch with him either."

"Have you contacted?"

He suddenly became irritable: "What's the difference between me and you? You can't get in touch with me, why can I—"

Qian Miaojie's voice was cold. "I thought you could. Sorry, I was wrong. Excuse me."

Then hang up directly.

Fu Luojia threw the mobile phone on the sink, turned on the faucet and began to wash his hands.He used a little force, and the water splashed on the screen.

Another call.A drop of water happened to be on top of the contact's name, which made the word "Du" look a little weird.

He didn't even know when he had Du Ran's contact information.

"That, Brother Jia, right—"

He was silent.

"Uh... anyone?"

"... someone."

There was a sigh of relief. "My sister said you were angry, she didn't know how to apologize."

"……elder sister?"

"Hey, it's Qian Miaojie."

"Is she your sister?" Fu Luojia started to go astray.

"No, she's my girlfriend—hey, let's not talk about this, Brother Yan, I couldn't get through to his mobile phone last night. It's not a big deal at first. The main reason is that he has to go on stage later, and now I want him to come over. He What did you go to tell you?"

He finally began to seriously recall what happened yesterday. "...It seems that he only told me that he has something to do. The specifics—there is nothing."

"Ah, so, okay, we know. Where are you?"

"bathroom."

"Ah, then you go to eat first, and you will gather at the physical classroom at 06:30."

It seemed that he forgot to hang up over there, and vaguely heard Du Ran saying something like "Sister, don't be so cool all the time" "Look, I got angry when I misunderstood it".

Fu Luojia was silent for a while, then raised his voice slightly to the phone: "...I'm not angry."

"Huh? Oh, okay, I see." There was a little embarrassment over there. "Then I hang up."

……

In the physical classroom at 06:30, all the people standing and sitting were wearing bright costumes - Fu Luojia didn't notice this at first, and was not reminded.

He stood in the corner with his pockets in his pockets.A girl in an evening gown was touching up her makeup, and the skirt was so long that it caught up to his shoes.

"Hi."

After a while she took the initiative to say hello.

Fu Luojia glanced at her. "……Is there a problem?"

"It's okay." She brushed her hair. "Your eyes are so beautiful."

"..." He moved his feet a little further away.

"Guess what show I'm on?"

He didn't speak, and the girl asked patiently again.

"……I have no idea."

"I'm the host." She smiled brightly, "Shouldn't it be easy to guess?"

"..."

"Your show is sixth. I'm the one who announces it."

"……understood."

He took out his mobile phone, and the girl stopped talking.

Then just wait.The hostess disappeared very early; actors from the first few shows came in and out from time to time; those in the back were chatting and joking, and some played poker and mobile games together, and some even ate instant noodles.

He waited obediently and mechanically like in the waiting room of the station, without any special feeling.I didn't talk to anyone, I didn't play with my phone, I didn't feel tense and anxious - as if I was tired from tension - and I didn't expect anything.He seemed to just sit there and let go, letting the sense of powerlessness come up from nowhere and entangle his whole body.

For ten seconds after his name was called he couldn't move at all.

"You're next."

He went to stand on the side of the stage again, and suddenly began to feel cold while standing.The previous skit program was over, and he heard someone say, "The male host can't tell the difference between flat tongue and tongue", so he looked up at the stage.

The lights are bright.The top of the male host's head can also reflect light.Brighten up.

He heard his name.Then there was an uproar.

He vaguely remembered that it should be a girl who announced to him, so the situation is a bit wrong now.When he patted his body, he found that he was still wearing——

Uniforms.

... suddenly wanted to laugh, but shivered because of the cold.The audience screamed very oddly, which put him off a little.

Then he naturally thought, stop acting, that's all.

——Anyway, I always wanted to leave.

——Finally we can go.

He found himself waiting a long time for this decision.Now the reason should be quite sufficient, and the point is: no need to explain to anyone, to whom to apologize.

Anyway...he didn't come.He felt a little relieved.

At this time, he didn't even think about what the long preparations and hard work were wasted-he really never cared about these things.Probably the neatest thing he did was this.

"... Excuse me, are there any wet tissues?" He turned his head and asked the girl behind him.

……

The music didn't start until Fu Luojia stood on the stage a few hundred meters away from the stage.It's not the accompaniment of "Aura", but a popular love song that has become popular these days, the kind where men and women sing duets.

But he hadn't heard it in rehearsals before.

Someone actually opened his voice, it was a female voice.It sounds like he has a solid foundation, and his intonation is better than his, but it seems that his mood is not right.

The voices from the auditorium were still abnormal, as if someone was booing and booing.

He heard a very sharp voice shouting from a long distance: "Count——!!!!"

He stood blankly for a while, looking around, looking for a trash can to throw away the brown wet wipes - he didn't know if the makeup on his face was wiped off yet.

...Speaking of which, he really didn't know where to go, although he just walked very simply.

He thought, then find someone to ask.

"Hey where are you?" sounds like a schoolboy going on a picnic. "Tell me where you are" sounds fierce. "Why didn't you answer the phone" is too much of a question, and it's weird.

But these prerequisites are all acceptable.What if it doesn't work?

他盯着通话界面发呆。突然一个计时出来了，00：01变成00：02、00：03——

Is this all right?

How did it work?

He frowned and slowly raised the phone to his ear.

"Hey?"

He rubbed the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath.

"Can I... can I come to you?"

……

The taxi driver had never heard of the address Xu Zhibin gave, and it took nearly half an hour to find the location by relying on the navigation.

When Fu Luojia heard the name, he probably guessed that the place was either a bar or a ktv - judging by the tone of the literature and art, the former was more likely.

There is no bar in a small county town that can be successful, and they will be forced to start a side business in the end, selling some milk tea and ice cream.Therefore, in the local people's mind, "bar" is similar to a cold drink shop that also sells alcohol, and it is basically not associated with other aspects.

...But the bar that Xu Zhibian mentioned is not necessarily the case.

It can be seen from the ac physical store last time that he can always find some refined things in the county town.

After seeing the storefront of the bar, he regretted coming directly in his school uniform.

Petty bourgeoisie is really petty bourgeoisie.Free from vulgarity is really free from vulgarity.

He began to think about what Xu Zhijian was doing here.There is also why he himself came here—it seemed that an idea popped up out of nowhere, and his brain, which had been out of business for a long time, desperately caught this idea and screamed to execute it immediately.

He felt that he might have come here because Xu Zhijian could tell him what to do next—this problem had become the source of some of his discomfort in recent days.

Is it time to eat next, is it time to go to school next, is it time to go home and rest next.

Now he is completely unable to answer this question on his own most of the time.

He knew that he was capricious and was constantly trampling on Xu Zhijian's patience, but he couldn't control it.He was only sure that he wanted to stay with Xu Zhibian, in a name he could accept.

The light in the bar is dimmed, and you can only see things within three steps.As soon as he entered the door, many people cast their eyes on him—probably because of the school uniform he was wearing.

There are men and women inside, most of them are very young, but fortunately they are not very formally dressed.

Xu Zhibian said that he was in a booth near the bar.He walked around the bar slowly, but he didn't see Xu Zhijian.

He stopped and took out his phone.

As soon as the screen turned on, it was pulled away by someone, and he subconsciously grabbed the arm of the person who pulled the phone.

"It's me."

"..." His eyelids trembled, and he let go of his hand.

"I just arrived." The phone screen turned on again. "It's almost eight o'clock, and there are still more than two hours before the next night's self-study. Are you not going back to school today?"

"...you weren't here before?"

"Oh, no. I only made a reservation here after you called."

"They looked for you."

"They often come to me. What happened this time? About the hosting?"

"...Yes. You didn't go."

Xu Zhibian turned on the small light above the deck, turned around and smiled at him. "So you're not going either?"

"..."

"Wow, you've painted your eyeliner." Xu Zhibian raised his eyebrows, "Have you already sung?"

He glanced at the coffee table, there was no paper, but a few bottles of wine were already laid out. "……without."

"why?"

"No why. Why don't you go?"

Xu Zhijian sat down. "No reason."

Suddenly Xu Zhijian stretched out his hand, grabbed his arm and pulled it down.In an instant, his center of gravity became unstable, and he fell forward, with the sofa in front of him.

He raised his right leg and knelt down on the sofa with one knee, the hand that was not caught was supporting the back of the sofa.

Xu Zhibian stretched out his other hand to the back of his neck, and raised his face towards him.

They start kissing in this position.