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Ji Mu died, and he slept forever in his year.

Not long after what happened in the bar, Ji Mu was stopped in the alley by two followers of Shao Ningfeng after school one day.

"What do you guys want to do??" Ji Mu looked at the two men vigilantly, looking for an opportunity to run out.

The alley is not big enough for two or three people to pass through, and there is a wall at the end of the alley.

Ji Mu aimed for an opportunity and wanted to rush out from the side, but before he could run out, one of them grabbed the collar and fell to the ground.

pain……

Ji Mu felt that his tailbone seemed to be broken, and a huge pain hit him.

One of them stepped forward and grabbed his collar and dragged him towards the depths of the alley, while the other randomly found a piece of cloth and stuffed it into Ji Mu's mouth to prevent him from shouting.

The road in the alley was not smooth, and the fine gravel cut through Ji Mu's clothes, revealing the snow-white skin inside.

Ji Mu whimpered in despair, but the piece of cloth in his mouth successfully blocked his cries for help.

"I'm sorry ... Brother Shao I like you, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

The two of them laughed loudly, mocking the confession he told Shao Ningfeng in the bar that day.

"Bah" one of them spat hard on the ground: "Men like men, it's so disgusting."

The other said with a smile: "Doesn't he like men? Why not?... Let him taste the taste of men... Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha".

Ji Mu struggled, he didn't know how the two people listened to what he said to Shao Ningfeng that day, but he knew what they were going to do to him.

Despair is like a big black monster, thinking that its bloody mouth will nibble away at him bit by bit.

Ji Mu was held down by one of the men, and his elbows were pressed against his back.

Ji Mu was pressed to the ground, his legs kicking feebly.

The other man showed an obscene smile, and he began to take off his clothes, speaking obscene words in his mouth.

The weather was originally sunny that day, the clouds were rolling and the clouds were clear, the soft wind was blowing the curtains of the classroom, a stack of books was placed on the desk, but the owner of the seat by the window did not come.

In the alley, two people kicked Ji Mu, who had lost consciousness, and threw paper balls at him casually.

"I warn you, if you dare to tell others about this today, I will publicize the fact that you like Brother Shao. You can see if Brother Shao you like also thinks you are disgusting."

In the alley that day, in addition to a pile of broken copper and iron, there were discarded wine bottles dripping with unknown blood, a pile of used paper balls, and a pair of Ji Mu's underwear thrown on the broken bricks.

Ji Mu didn't know how he got home that day, he only knew that the bright and dazzling sun suddenly disappeared, and then a downpour hit him.

He numbly picked up the school pants that had been pulled down beside him and put them on by himself, and he didn't even know how he got out of that alley.

The rain washed away the sins, but it couldn't wash away the blood that the boy dripped on the gravel that day.

Since then, Shao Ningfeng saw Ji Mu less and less, he wanted to ask him if he said something he shouldn't have said after he was drunk that day.

He came to look for Ji Mu, but failed several times.Until one day during physical education class, he caught Ji Mu who was sitting quietly in the classroom by himself.

It was a Ji Mu he had never seen before, and what he saw in him was a body that had lost its soul.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Shao Ningfeng didn't know what happened to Ji Mu, as soon as he came in, Ji Mu kept staring out the window.

He looked in the direction of Ji Mu's eyes, but found nothing.

When he turned Ji Mu's face and wanted to ask him what was going on, he was taken aback by Ji Mu.

In his memory, Ji Mu has a pair of bright and smiling eyes, every time he looks at him, the eyes will emit light, but now there is nothing in these eyes... nothing.

"What’s wrong with you?……"

Shao Ningfeng didn't know what happened to Ji Mu, he was completely at a loss seeing him like this.

The current Ji Mu feels like a porcelain doll to him, which will shatter when touched.

Hearing his voice, Ji Mu looked up at him, he looked at him blankly and said, "Do you think that Hyacinth is beautiful?"

"Ah? What are you talking about? I'm asking you something?!" Shao Ningfeng said with some displeasure.

But Ji Mu ignored him and continued to turn his head to look out the window.

Shao Ningfeng was very annoyed when he saw it. He didn't know what the hell was going on with Ji Mu, so he had to talk to him carefully and insisted on putting on such a posture.

He swept all the books on the table to the ground: "Ji Mu, let me tell you, if you don't talk to me, then from now on, the two of us will have nothing to do with each other!".

He thought that Ji Mu would jump up and scold him, or stand up and say softly to him: "Brother Shao, I'm sorry, I'm just in a bad mood and didn't mean to ignore you."

But nothing.

Ji Mu just glanced at him calmly, then squatted numbly on the ground and picked up the scattered books one by one.

Shao Ningfeng was so angry that he was going crazy, he swept down the book that Ji Mu had picked up again and again, again and again.

In the end, Ji Mu looked up dumbly, and said in that calm tone that did not stir up any waves: "Can you stop going crazy?"

And this sentence completely angered Shao Ningfeng, he rushed up and punched Ji Mu, hitting him hard.

During this period of time, Ji Mu's health was not good at all, and he couldn't bear such a heavy blow at all.

He staggered and took a step back, and fell heavily on the desk. The mountain of books crashed down, submerging him in the sea of ​​books.

Because of the impact, Ji Mu's clothes buttons were knocked apart, and one of the skin inside was exposed.

In a daze, Shao Ningfeng seemed to see the blue and purple bruise under Ji Mu's collar, when he opened his mouth to ask something.

However, Ji Mu closed his collar in great horror, stumbled up from the pile of books, and fled.

Shao Ningfeng reached out to grab him, but what he got was a cloud of nothingness.

Ji Mu dropped out of school, and no one knew why. After the last quarrel, Shao Ningfeng hardly heard from Ji Mu.

I just heard someone say that he seems to be suffering from depression and is receiving treatment.

He didn't know the specific situation.

In the afternoon, a few followers who usually followed him in the class suddenly gathered in front of his desk and surrounded him.

"What's the matter?" Shao Ningfeng leaned back on the chair with his feet on the table.

The group of little followers looked at each other and said: "Brother Shao, what do you think is going on with that kid Ji Mu? Does he not take us Brother Shao seriously?".

Ji Mu...

Shao Ningfeng's eyes gradually became deep, and now he didn't want to hear anything about Ji Mu, so he replied impatiently: "Why mention him? What does he have to do with me now?".

After one of them glanced out the window, he stabbed the arm of the other, and that person suddenly asked, "Brother Shao, what do you think about men liking men?"

"Why did you suddenly ask me such a thing?" Shao Ningfeng replied casually.

"It's nothing but curiosity, curiosity." The person who asked the question rubbed his nose and laughed.

Another person continued: "Actually, he didn't mean anything else. He just felt disgusted when he heard that a man liked him. I wanted to ask you what you would do if it was Brother Shao."

"Cut, just for this? To beat around the bush like this?" Shao Ningfeng sighed disdainfully: "How could such an extremely disgusting thing like a man like a man happen to me?"

"Does the boss think it's disgusting to be liked by a man?"

"Why isn't it disgusting? I'm about to throw up, okay!!" But when he said this, Shao Ningfeng unconsciously thought of Ji Mu's smiling eyes.

"Exactly! How can a man like a man?"

"Whoever is liked by a man will be unlucky for eight lifetimes! Hahahahahaha"

Shao Ningfeng smiled casually, but for some reason there was a crack in front of his eyes.

Ji Mu, who was still engraved in his mind just now, stood in front of him so generously.

The setting sun outside the window was about to set, and the dark orange light shone on the boy in the white T-shirt holding a book. The dim light hit him as if he was swallowed by a huge darkness.

His face was pale, and all the books in his hands fell to the ground, just like his heart full of holes that had been eaten by bugs.

Shao Ningfeng's brain was buzzing, and the sound in his ears seemed to be transmitted to his eardrums from ancient times.

"Brother Shao, don't you know? This disgusting kid likes you, hahaha men like men, how disgusting!"

"Fortunately, brother Shao, you didn't hear it. Last time at the bar, this kid confessed to you. We were drinking next door, and we heard it all. The goosebumps came up in an instant, huh, it's really disgusting."

"Not only that, he also wants to take advantage of Brother Shao, how can a normal person like Brother Shao be with such a pervert, hahaha."

"You guys don't know, although this kid is a man, he is so fucking good. My brother and I have fucked him several times, and the taste of his white skin and tender flesh is even more comfortable than that of girls."

"Didn't he want to sue us? Let him sue, and say such a shameful thing."

"That's right, I'm afraid that others won't know that he is lying on the ground like a bitch and being fucked by us."

"Hahaha, there's no one showing off."

Shao Ningfeng's mind seemed to be suddenly squeezed into it by a bunch of things, buzzing and making noise, he saw that smiling boy who liked to follow him from before ran away madly as if he was stimulated by something go out.

He roared angrily: "Enough!"

The annoying voice finally disappeared, and the surroundings returned to calm again. He looked at the hand he had stretched out, and it was still just like the physical education class that afternoon, holding only a piece of nothingness.

Nothing, nothing left.

He rushed out like crazy, but never saw that familiar figure again.

I never saw the boy who smiled brightly like the sun again.

Vaguely, he seemed to have returned to the day in the bar. He lay on the boy's shoulder in a daze, and whispered in his ear: "I wish you were a girl."

He never said the latter sentence to him: If you were a girl, then I would definitely fall in love with you without any scruples.

But that young man never waited for such a sentence. He died, committed suicide by jumping off the building, and fell asleep in that early summer forever.

Then someone told him that after his death the two vases of white hyacinths on his windowsill never... never bloomed again.

The author has something to say: The story of my younger brother is gone, but it has become my heart.