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"Didn't you just say that my parents arrested me and went home, brother, can I go home now?"

"Whose home?" He Yi seemed surprised by his brother's voice, his wrist was still hurting, his pretty brows were slightly frowned, and he asked earnestly, "I probably can't go to my house, my parents are there .”

Chi Yang tugged at the collar that was pulled crookedly during the scuffle, and seemed to remember to straighten himself up at this time, and smiled when he heard this: "Go back to my house—you're kidding, where should you go, really want to teach me a lesson? "

With his smile, the delicate atmosphere of embarrassment between the two of them was finally released—the man spread his hands openly, regardless of the ashes on his palms, and said, "Excuse me, monitor. "

He Yi glanced at the wound on his face that had been wiped away at will, and moved his fingers bent in his pocket, as if he was thinking about something, before he took out the cigarette case for a long time, and put it in the person with the lighter. With open palms, he said in a low voice: "I came out for supper, and I had to go back to the Internet cafe... It's too cold, I haven't eaten, I'm not in the mood."

It was indeed cold at night, Chi Yang looked at his tight coat and the thin collar of his shirt, thoughtfully.

"At least make me up for supper." This was the first time he saw He Yi laughing like this, the corners of his eyes curled up, it wasn't the thoughtful and impeccable gentleness in every occasion, but more sparkling, like a little fox. Meaningful, "Is there anyone in your family?"

Chi Yang said truthfully, "No, I live alone."

"Then let's go." He Yi said softly.

Chi Yang's house is near the school, just turn a corner and walk for a while.He took He Yi to change the direction and continue walking - the school district is like this, it is lively and lively, but it is only half an hour after school, and now it suddenly cools down, occasionally a car passes by, and the elongated street lights flicker, and it returns to calm.

The young man's footsteps were light, he could hear He Yi playing with the lighter and the clicking sound of the lighter, the atmosphere was entangled, and there was a subtle, almost quiet and gentle feeling.

He Yi is such a person. Even if he has seen him smoking and skipping class, he can still feel the bookish atmosphere, the kind of gentle upbringing that makes people unconsciously calm down.Chi Yang walked back and forth with him, and was shocked to find that his blood energy that wanted to kill people for life had disappeared miraculously, and even felt a little bit of guilt—it shouldn't have happened like that, and He Yi saw that he was desperate to die. Ugly.

He was holding a cigarette, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he said in a vague way: "The person who lived with me in the orphanage just now, they are used to mocking me, the one who didn't keep the door open, I didn't move first..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt that it was absurd. There is no explanation for this.

He Yi gave a soft "hmm", extinguished the cigarette that he had smoked for 10 minutes, and put it in the trash can: "It's just a fight, it's nothing."

It seemed to be reassuring him in turn.

He still wanted to say something, but He Yi repeated it in a low voice, as if he was about to nail something straight into the coffin: "It's nothing."

Chi Yang stopped talking. He dumped his schoolbag on the stall and didn't bring it back. Fortunately, there was only an earphone case and a data cable in it, and maybe two homework books that he stuffed casually, nothing important.He took out the key and turned it around twice: "It's almost here."

——This time it was He Yi's turn to be speechless.He watched Chi Yang brush his face at the door of the security room, greeted the security guard and said, "This is my classmate", and then brought him into the well-known wealthy community nearby with a normal expression.

He Yi: "...your house?"

Chi Yang didn't understand, so he thought he was worried about someone else at home, so he explained a few words patiently: "Well, my uncle...not really, my father's friend, his house happened to be right here at the school and he left it to me Live—no one else, the nanny won’t come, I live alone, it’s fine.”

Rao He Yi is young and mature, he learned the way of being reserved early on, and now he is a little confused - but he didn't ask impolite words like "Then what are you going to study", nodded, and silently followed Chi Yang through the After passing by his house, no one took care of the overgrown garden, so he changed his shoes and entered the house.

His house really doesn't look like someone has taken care of it, even the sofa is empty, only a coat and school uniform are placed in the corner. He Yi suspects that it was handed out on the first day of school and left there. there.

"Sit down." Chi Yang turned on the light in the living room, several areas lit up one after another, and he went straight to the kitchen, "What do you want to drink, I don't have anything at home, and I only have wine if I want to make up for supper."

He Yi wasn't hungry at all, but he just sat in the noisy environment of Internet cafes for a long time, and came out to get some air—he rarely stayed overnight in the school dormitory, and most of the time he stayed in school for self-study after evening self-study Go out to the day students, find a nearby Internet cafe to sit for a while, make do with the gray sky, and then go back to school over the wall.

It's actually boring to do, and he doesn't have an internet addiction - like he smokes, but only for 10 minutes, three times a day, but he does it anyway.

Chi Yang didn't hear his answer for a long time, thinking that this man didn't drink alcohol, so he brought him a can of Coke, then rummaged through the refrigerator to find half a bowl of leftovers from his memory, took it out and put it there, then turned to wash his hands and face.A few minutes later, he returned to the living room with his slippers on, put the Coke in front of He Yi, and held a medicine box in his hand: "It's ice, drink it later if you feel cold."

There is heating at the door of his house, and there seems to be central floor heating on the ground, but He Yi still instinctively gathered his clothes together, and thanked him politely.

Chi Yang let out a "hmm", looking as usual, he found iodophor and red medicine from his medicine box, and applied the medicine to himself.He seems to be very skilled in doing this, he can find where the wound on his face is without a mirror, and roll the iodophor cotton ball back and forth twice accurately and neatly.

Fortunately, he was wearing thick clothes in late autumn and winter, and there was nothing else to deal with—that is, the palm of his hand was worn out by the leg of the stool, probably due to excessive force, and now he looks bald and washed with water It was rushed away, covered with a layer of blood, which was a little shocking.

He Yi was sipping the can of iced coke by the side, watching quietly as he bandaged himself. After disinfecting himself, he put on another layer of red syrup, and then took clean gauze and wrapped it around twice.

"Are you hungry?" Chi Yang suddenly asked after finishing all this.

"...It's okay," He Yi replied slowly, "I'm a little sleepy."

It was rare for him to express his appeal so bluntly, and he frowned when he realized something was wrong after the words came out.

Chi Yang didn't notice it, and after packing up the things on the table, he pushed the medicine box and stood up: "The guest bedroom is on the second floor, hold on for a while, and I'll cook a meal for you."

He didn't give He Yi a chance to refuse, he lowered his head and smiled at him, implying: "You said that it's enough to pay for a supper, and I don't owe you anything."

He Yi looked at his gauze-wrapped palm, and found it difficult to connect the hand that swung the stool leg with the rice spoon and spatula.It was only under such a bright light that he noticed that there were many scabbed wounds on Chi Yang's hands, which were lying there unattractively, and his wrists were hidden in his sleeves, so he couldn't see clearly.

Chi Yangsai gave him a TV remote control, turned and left.

He Yi sat upright in a corner of the sofa, his back was still straight, but for some reason he found a subtle sense of relaxation under the dazzling crystal lights—maybe Chi Yang wouldn't mind him lighting a cigarette here to smoke , and would probably reach out and ask him for a share.

He touched his pocket, only to realize that both the cigarettes and the lighter were given to Chi Yang on that deserted road a few minutes ago.

But it's impolite to smoke in someone's house, and he didn't mean that, even the movement of reaching out to touch the cigarette was just a trance at that moment.He still had the remote control on his lap, and in front of him was an exaggerated floor-to-ceiling TV screen—covered in dust, apparently no one had touched it for a long time.

He looked down for a long time, and finally seemed to have made up his mind. He moved, leaned back slowly, and tentatively leaned on the sofa, finding a posture that was actually not so relaxed, and even a little tired.

This is He Yi's first attempt to escape from the rules of sitting upright.

He leaned on it for a while, feeling uncomfortable, and quickly sat up straight again, but in his heart, it seemed as if he had just experienced a grand and joyful escape, and there was even a little unconscious smile in his eyes.

A few minutes later, Chi Yang put a plate of fried rice with eggs in front of him - what he said was not a lie, except for half a bowl of leftover rice and a few eggs, wine and drinks in the refrigerator, there was not enough for him to make a bowl for himself by the way.He took off the dusty hoodie, and was only wearing a white short sleeve. No matter how you imagined it, his exposed forearm and elbow were covered with many years old scars, large and small.

He Yi looked at the plate of egg fried rice that looked good, and didn't know what to think.

"Eat it," Chi Yang said, "It's not bad, try it?"

There was a few sips of iced cola on the side—this was a scene he had never seen before. At this point at home, he could only drink hot milk, but there were these on the stalls outside, but there was no such warm lighting and ironing. Post heating.

He Yi lowered his eyelashes, didn't look at him, and asked an irrelevant question: "Can I stay overnight at your house?"

"Otherwise, you plan to leave after this point..."

"That's not what it means," He Yi raised his head, looked into his eyes, and said seriously, "When I don't know where to go at night, can I come to your house to spend the night?"

There is no one else in his house, let alone any valuable things, and Chi Yang doesn't mind having an extra pair of chopsticks—but when he met He Yi's serious gaze, it seemed that he was poked by the hidden expectation inside, and before he realized it, he arrived. The words on the lips have already turned a corner: "Are you sure?"

He went on on his own, looking at He Yi's expression, and found it very interesting: "I live here...Squad leader, haven't you seen me fight? I flipped the table and started fighting when I disagreed. What a bastard... Yes, don't you know, I'm gay."

"You are not afraid that I will open your door and go in at night. What are you doing?"

He Yi frowned imperceptibly: "I can lock the door."

The lights are also quiet, and the mild food aroma is baked layer by layer by the heating, slowly enveloping people.He Yi looked up at him, his gaze swept across the corners of the young man's eyes with a vague smile, and fell on the clear and beautiful lips, waiting for his answer that he didn't know where to point.

"This is my house, I have the key," Chi Yang looked at him, the corner of his mouth curled up, "Eat what you want, you can live here, I'll give you the key later... Actually, there is a fingerprint lock at the door, you can use that if you want." Okay, I'm not used to that stuff."

"you……"

"I don't know what to do, do I look like that kind of person?" Chi Yang shook his head, took out his mobile phone to send and receive messages, the voice of the second half of the sentence dropped, he didn't know whether to say it to him or to himself, "You treat me like that Well, of course I have to repay you..."

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