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Most young people will have speculation and longing for the future.

Shen Feibai had also imagined the future, and some futures would not include Wen Yang, but in most of his imaginations, this young man was always by his side.

Teenager's fantasies always carry many beautiful factors, satisfying the unspeakable longing in one's heart.

Shen Feibai felt the pull of the leash wrapped around his wrist, and looked down at Wen Feifei who was under the table and then ran over to hug his father's thigh.

Wen Yang was wearing a pair of sneakers that were the same as Shen Fei's white hair, and he was slightly raising his feet and dangling around, teasing Wen Feifei to follow them around in circles.

"Think about the future?" Shen Feibai looked back, seemed quite interested, and asked, "What did you think of?"

Wen Yang's wobbling feet paused, and Wen Feifei pounced on him in the next second, biting the upper of the shoe lightly, wagging his tail and grinding his teeth.

The boy pulled his foot back, and the smile on his face remained unchanged: "I thought about what I would do if I didn't get close to the science key class."

Shen Feibai snorted when he heard the words: "Then your birthday present this year is a stack of fives and threes."

Wen Yang, who was about to get up to pick up the jelly when he heard the boss call it, froze, turned around and looked at Shen Feibai in shock: "You can't be so cruel to me."

Shen Feibai teased Wen Feifei, who was going to pick up jelly with his father, and smiled contentedly: "I can."

Wen Yang brought back two bowls of jelly, took the disposable chopsticks handed over by Shen Feibai, and hummed aggrievedly like his son.

Shen Feibai didn't waver in the slightest, as stable as Mount Tai's powder.

"If you give me a stack of fives and threes..." I will give you a stack of little yellow books.

Wen Yang swallowed back the last sentence, and under Shen Feibai's puzzled gaze, lowered his eyes and ate his meal quietly like a chicken.

Shen Feibai really couldn't think of what Wen Yang, who seemed to be full of water in his mind, was thinking just now. After repeated questioning and only getting perfunctory laughter, he simply gave up the idea of ​​digging deeper.

After dinner, the sky has already spread a layer of gray and black, and a curved moon is looming behind the clouds.

Wen Yang and Shen Feibai wandered around the yard twice more, and were dragged by a group of neighbors for half a square dance. Then, taking advantage of the lead dancer's aunt not paying attention, they dragged Wen Feifei's dingy feet and ran home.

Shen Feibai will follow his parents back to visit the Shen family's grandparents this month's vacation, and Wen Yang has to take care of the food for the next two days by himself.

But the takeaway is in hand, and some of my Wen Yang students are fearless. On the way back, they even ran to two newly opened restaurants to get their takeaway cards.

Shen Feibai had no doubts, if Wen Feifei hadn't had to take a walk now, Wen Yang could really only eat one meal a day and spend the rest of the time lying in bed playing games.

At this time, we should praise the existence of our precious son.

Shen Feibai handed the leash to Wen Yang, rubbed Wen Feifei's head vigorously, then turned and went back to his home.

Wen Yang watched Shen Feibai enter the house, then turned around and opened the door to return to his own house.

Teenagers have very few worries, at best they are grades, conflicts with classmates and friends, and what to eat next.

A certain part of the psychological maturity is relatively early, and there may be a few more words similar to "future" and "love" in the troubles.

But now Wen Yang put all these things behind him.

As the only thing besides mango food that can ignite Wen Yang's eagerness and love, the handheld that Shen Feibai gave to Wen Yang can be said to be the second only to Wen Feifei's treasure in Wen Yang's heart.

Wen Yang turned on the computer and hung up Penguin, glanced at his few friends list and the only two groups, then ignored the noisy class group, clicked on the game group he had joined for many years, and held the handheld Playing games while quietly watching the screen.

Nowadays, there are not many people playing handheld games, but there are about [-] people in this handheld fan group, and there are at least [-] people who are often jumping around, and the speed of swiping the screen is not slow at all.

Wen Yang mowed the grass silently with his palm in his hand, and when he got tired of mowing, he simply changed to another game. When he was typing on the keyboard to check the strategy, an avatar popped up in the lower right corner.

It's Lao Li, playing the voice directly.

Wen Yang used to play online with Lao Li often before, and he has long been accustomed to Lao Li's behavior of playing voice directly when he sees that he is online on the computer.

Wen Yang accepted the voice invitation, took the earphones that were put aside, and just put them on, he heard the clear and clear boyish voice coming from the earphones.

Lao Li's voice is quite nice, but it looks very tender. Wenyang already has signs of entering a period of voice change on the fifteenth day of this year, but Lao Li is now in the second semester of his third year of high school, and he spends [-] flowers. A juvenile voice so tender that water can be squeezed out.

In Lao Li's own words, even before the voice-changing period came, it had already left.

"Hey, hey, can you hear the sun?" Lao Li's voice is always very jumpy and full of vitality.

Although Wen Yang is a bit talkative in real life, he seems very dull on the Internet—except when chatting with Lao Li.

Wen Yang still couldn't get used to talking stupidly in front of the computer, even if someone on the other side talked to him, he still felt awkward.

"I heard that you set up a live broadcast room, Lao Li." Wen Yang adjusted the position of the microphone and said casually.

"Yeah, I'm open now, but they can't hear us." Lao Li responded, "My meeting room is ready, come in and start online."

After finishing speaking, the voice on the other end of the earphone paused, "By the way, you can talk to me about your relationship troubles, I don't mind."

Wen Yang clicked into the meeting place in the friend list, and when he heard Lao Li's words, he paused, "...There is nothing to say."

"Hey, in fact, when you told me a few days ago, what I wanted to say was that you will regret for one day if you confess your confession, and three years if you don't confess." Jump back and forth.

Wen Yang thought of the top ten illusions in life mentioned by Lao Li before, he paused for a moment while pressing forward hand, then pressed down firmly, lazily let out a soft hum of doubt.

The tall boy group was sitting on the chair, and the pup was wagging his tail with a toy next to the chair.

"Then, I thought about what would happen to me after I confessed, and I still feel..." Lao Li smacked his lips, "I can't entrap a serious boy like you."

Lao Li has never concealed his sexuality, but he rarely mentioned his own affairs.

Wen Yang was a little curious, sat up slightly and said solemnly, "Please tell your story."

"There's nothing to say, I ran to confess when I liked someone, but I was rejected, and everyone knew about it, I couldn't get along in school anymore, my mother wanted to send me to a mental hospital all day long When Lao Li said this, his tone was still clear and lively, as if he was not affected by reality at all, "After finishing my third year in high school, I'm going to pack up and go to my dad's side."

Wen Yang knew about the divorce of Lao Li's parents.

But he didn't know that Lao Li had such an experience.

"So Sun, you have to know that in this world, although there are not as few GAYs as you imagined, there are definitely not many of them, and the world's acceptance of us is not as good as those online who scream cute when they see gays. totally different."

Lao Li had sex with the monster cracklingly, and he was still talking non-stop.

"It's very rare for heterosexuals to find a serious and serious lover to fall in love with, let alone us."

Wen Yang responded, and didn't say a word about this statement, but silently manipulated the characters to cooperate with Lao Li to fight monsters.

Lao Li chatted with Wen Yang, and occasionally switched to the live broadcast room to have a few words.

Wen Yang heard him cut over there to thank a few gifts, and seemed to answer a few questions from the viewers in the live broadcast room about the game they were playing. When he called Wen Yang again, he asked, "The sun , you are from City A, and my dad is also in City A, do you want to play with my brother then?"

Wen Yang thought for a while and replied, "Let's talk about it later."

The young voice over there didn't bother about this topic any more, the two cooperated tacitly to bring down the boss, and when they were packing up the loot, Lao Li, who had been quiet for a while, couldn't help but start chattering again.

He talked about his secret love that didn't end well, and when he talked about the last snot and tears, the game characters walked in an S-shaped twist.

Wen Yang listened to the cry of the person opposite for a while, and felt something was wrong.

Wen Yang finally sighed softly when he heard Lao Li start to cry and say that the person he liked today pointed his nose in front of him and said disgusting.

"Have you had too much to drink?" he asked.

Lao Li hiccupped while crying, "Yeah, not much."

Wen Yang heard Lao Li crying, but he didn't say anything, and chopped the monster one at a time.

He didn't know how to comfort the other party, and even felt sympathy.

Wen Yang couldn't help thinking about what would happen if he confessed his love to Shen Fei.

After much deliberation, it shouldn't be worse than Lao Li.

At least Shen Feibai would definitely not point to his nose and call him disgusting, and would not make a scene known to the whole school, and his mother would not even want to send him to a mental hospital.

Old Li sniffed, "But you are different from me, Sun."

Wen Yang was stunned: "What?"

"You may have hope." Lao Li said, "I really hope that you can be with the person you like. If you do, it will also give me a little hope for the future."

Wen Yang pursed his lips tightly, held the palm of his hand and tapped it, and only slightly relaxed when the boss finally fell to the ground.

Lao Li rubbed the reward behind him, perfectly transformed into a leg pendant, "If you are afraid, then wait until later, when you have to separate from him, try to express your heart, and just be the end I wish—anyway, the ending will not be worse than mine.”

"In case of accidental luck, you have been secretly in love with you for many years since you were young, right?"

The author has something to say: Shen Feibai: Yes!The shit is right here and you step on it!