accompany me

Chi Yang didn't give him a chance to choose his words, as if he already knew his answer - from his silence, or from his calm heartbeat from beginning to end.He heard Chi Yang say that he would find him a house near the school, and he would not come here in the future.

The words were obviously very polite, but they were like a thorn, pricking him gently.

It is probably the thorns of the cactus, which can be so dry, and it has a green and bitter taste.

"You think I just want to borrow?"

When He Yi looked up at people from bottom to top, there was always a cold sarcasm in the corners of his eyes, confronting him tit for tat, and colluding with him, but now those dark eyes were filled with rare emotions, pressed under the thick layer of ice, It was a kind of deep and restrained displeasure in a flash.

If it is more mundane, it should be called sad.

His emotions only lasted for a moment, and he calmed down very quickly, he seemed not interested in Chi Yang's answer, he lowered his eyes to himself, kept away from the other party's hand, broke away from the ambiguous imprisonment of that side, turned around and wanted to leave.

Chi Yang subconsciously grabbed his wrist, but he didn't pull back, which made him take a breath and bend his fingers unnaturally.

But the other party didn't realize it, and saw his intentions, and whispered: "It's late, it's cold outside—go to bed first."

He said so, but he didn't let go, still holding the wrist with a strength that could almost break a human bone, silently stalemate.

He Yi didn't seem to feel the pain, and didn't answer, and let him hold on, until the fresh air system in the bathroom started automatically, and there was a slight sound of changing the fan, then he moved his wrist.

Chi Yang let go of his hand almost at the same time.

He watched He Yi turn and leave his room, and even closed the door for him with excellent manners, but he never looked back at him.

He waited until the lights penetrating through the crack of the door were all extinguished before he looked away, threw himself into the bed, touched a pillow and threw it at the switch, turning off the light with a snap.

How strange, he thought, I am the one who is tempted, and he is the one who hangs others up and down, why do I still panic when I see him unhappy.

He Yi returned to the living room, stood in the shadows, and stared at the familiar sofa for a long time by the dim entrance light, and the coat that Chi Yang lent him as a blanket neatly placed on it, his eyes were downcast and he couldn't see clearly mood.

"Sleep," he heard a voice in his heart say, "last night."

Chi Yang was right, it was already late and it was cold outside.

No one can walk out of a well-heated room without waves, and step into the darkness on such a cold and windy late autumn night.

He calmly sat on the sofa, took the phone, opened the search engine, entered the word "like", paused, and added three more words, "what is it".

This is an entry that appeared in his search history a day ago.

The answers that pop up are still the same, ranging from romance to firewood, rice, oil, and salt. There are a lot of sensational words that make people's teeth sour, mixed with a few "confession strategies, let the goddess promise your secret"...

He flipped through it expressionlessly, and even carefully read the confession guide, then raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, and put down his phone.

Forget it, asking this is better than asking Chi Yang.

Chi Yang.

But anyone with a normal dual quotient knows that this problem lies between the two of them, and it is a fuse that cannot be easily touched.

Especially in such an embarrassing situation now, if he said to the other party, "What is liking, I'm sorry, I don't know, so I can't understand your hint, and I can't give you the answer", it would be like adding fuel to the fire. Chi Yang is likely to kick him out on the spot.

The other party's displeasure is understandable, and it is understandable to be really angry with him.

Why can't I understand it.He Yi closed his eyes, feeling a little irritable. He felt that he was a paralyzed person who could move around in a wheelchair, but he still hated iron for being weak. He was annoyed that he couldn't stand up, and his unconscious legs were burning with needles. I beat the ground thousands of times, but there was still no response.

But he was born in such a family environment, and the "love" he encountered in the first 18 years was accompanied by violence and deformity. He couldn't even understand the templated love in TV dramas, and how could he understand the feelings of normal people without scripts.

"Disappointed?" He looked at the empty darkness and asked softly.His tone was very light, as if he already knew the answer.

Is it disappointing to fall in love with such an abnormal person, a person with emotional defects?

Probably disappointed.

This is the second time he has had nightmares on this couch.

In the dream, there was no screaming or crying, no ear-piercing sound of vases breaking, only an empty house, well decorated and dusty for a long time, like a coffin that would never be opened.

He sat on the sofa in the middle of the house, watching the window was opened a gap, and the beautiful sunlight came in, illuminating the dust hanging in the air.

The gap opened and closed, as if someone tried again and again. He sat in front of the ray of sunshine, enjoying the warmth he had never seen before, thinking that maybe he should get up and greet the person who knocked on his window.

But there is nothing here to entertain guests, not even a coffee table.He looked at the opening and closing of the window, hesitating whether to invite people into this cold, dusty place.

However, before he could come up with a result, the gap was quietly closed.

He watched the ray of sunlight disappear into the dust, the windows were rusted, as if they could no longer be opened, but his heart was surprisingly peaceful, he did not wish for anyone to pass by and knock on his window door by chance, but felt a sense of loss. Looking back, it seems that seeing this ray of sunshine is enough to support him to sit here and spend the rest of his life with the dust and darkness.

It was still dark when He Yi opened his eyes, so that he felt a little confused for a while, unable to distinguish dream from reality.

At 55:[-], compared to the past, it can be said that I slept until I woke up naturally.He sat quietly in the darkness, lowered his gaze, and stroked Chi Yang's coat.

Loose and soft, with a pleasant smell of ironing, like the sunshine passing by in his dream.

For a moment, he really wanted to fall back into sleep, sleep until dawn, wait for Chi Yang to go downstairs, pretend that nothing happened the night before, put on his coat while the other party was washing up like a fight, and go to school together.

He even really wanted to mention something he hadn't said before. In fact, the soy milk at the breakfast stand at the gate of the community was too sweet, and he wanted to drink milk.

Chi Yang would probably reach out and touch his hair, or open his hand aggressively, teasing him that he is so hard to support, saying that he will buy you as soon as he is hugged.

He would hug him as he said, but in fact, even if he was indifferent, Chi Yang would still replace his soybean milk with milk when buying breakfast.

He looks muddy, but he is a reliable and easy-talking person in his bones.

When thinking of the word "Chi Yang", his calm thoughts seemed to fluctuate slightly, like a car driving over the manhole cover in the middle of the night, and the "click" sound reverberated in the empty silence. Cause of loneliness.

Can't think any more.

There was a voice in his heart calmly reminding him, stop here, get out of here quickly, don't bother others anymore.

move.

At 05:30 in the morning, He Yi stood at the gate, turned his head and glanced at the location of the stairs in the dark, opened the door, and walked into the cold wind.

gone.

Chi Yang looked at the door opening and closing on the surveillance screen, thinking, it's over.

Compared with the past, the days when Mingming and Chi Yang get along day and night can only be regarded as the last few days of accidents in the long years, but they have become so long in the memory that when He Yi climbed into the school from the low wall of the side door again, , I actually felt a little at a loss.

At this point, the whole school was in deep sleep, and even the security guards for the morning patrol hadn't come. The sky was gray, and it was the early morning that he had seen countless times.

He returned to his original dormitory, and there were still 10 minutes before the bell for morning exercises. As expected, the three roommates were still asleep, snoring slightly.

There was nothing to do for a while.There was still nearly an hour before the morning self-study, and the fact that he would soon meet Chi Yang lay before his eyes, even if he didn't think about it deliberately, it still faintly prolongs the subtle sense of waiting.

He stood at the door, took out his mobile phone to read the news, read a few more news, and heard the faint voices starting to appear outside the door, he felt that it was almost time, so he went to wake up his roommate.

They are the bottom class in the science class. There are not a few people who are diligent and conscientious, and there are also many people who are dawdling.He Yi's dormitory happened to have a group of hard-working people—if he counted them—worrying about oversleeping in the morning, he asked the monitor to wake them up.

He Yi agreed, and he has indeed done so for three years. It is thanks to people who know that he runs out every day and doesn’t ask questions—even though his official statement is that a relative works as a teacher here and lives in the teacher’s apartment. From time to time, he went to ask questions, and spent the night there when the chat was late.

His set of rhetoric can almost deceive everyone, just like his seemingly gentle face, he is naturally lovable, and he can't help but believe him.

"Wake up." He didn't know how to wake someone up, he just stood in front of someone's bed and called out, and if he couldn't wake up, he took his mobile phone and played an alarm next to the person's ear.

This trick was so effective that the three of them woke up almost at the same time.

"Wake up, wake up... The squad leader is back today, you were not here yesterday, we almost overslept together..."

"Yes, monitor, where did you go yesterday? It's like three autumns if you don't see each other every day..."

He Yi smiled and turned off the alarm: "I had something to do yesterday, but I won't do it in the future."

The author says:

Two more chapters and see you next week or next week, back to school