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"Xiao Yang, mom knows you are doing well now, and she doesn't want to bother you, but there's nothing you can do about it. Your sister is only so old, she has to go to school, and the school district is so expensive. Her father is not in good health... Mom is sorry. You, but that happened more than ten years ago. If it weren't for your father...Xiao Yang, it would be your mother who begged you. My mother did something wrong and didn't raise you well. I can't be sorry for your sister It's..."

He has heard the one-and-a-half-minute voice over a dozen times.

Chi Yang is not wearing a school uniform today, and the light-colored jacket looks soft and harmless, which is incompatible with the cold night - from the back, it is hard to imagine that a boy dressed like this would be smoking a cigarette, his expressionless face is unreasonably vicious, clearly He has a good-looking face, but there is a hint of impatience and ruffian.

After falling in love, he is rarely in a bad mood. He deliberately avoids the people and things that make him irritated, and doesn't want He Yi to see his embarrassment like a gangster. When he came to the door, he didn't really turn his face as usual—maybe He Yi really has this kind of magical power, which can make people around him calm down, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and focus on goodness.

How to put it like a fairy.Chi Yang was amused by himself, pressed out the burning cigarette in his hand, paused, turned around and took a few steps and put it into the trash can.

Indeed, near vermilion is red.

He leaned against the railing, and didn't mind if his clothes would get dirty. He looked over the screen and looked at the bright and clear lights of the teaching building opposite - he could vaguely see the top of the students' heads, and he knew it without looking at him. Where was He Yi at that time, and what posture did he use to do his homework with his head down.

Maybe I would spare a few minutes to think about him.

His screen was still on, and the chat history with the other party—his biological mother—stopped at the last voice, which was sent two hours ago, and before that was the sentence "You have added a kite, now you can Started chatting."

In fact, it is not such an unacceptable thing, the concubine was beaten to death, a woman was unable to support her, so she sent her child to an orphanage, and a few years later, she had a new family, worrying about the future of another child... He didn't think there was anything wrong, and his mood didn't even fluctuate, as if he was standing outside the scene, watching a farce in silence.

Somewhat ridiculous.

"It happened more than ten years ago..." He repeated the sentence expressionlessly, as if reading it to himself, it was meaningful and thoughtful.

School district housing, raising a family, a good future—these distant words seemed to pull him into a chaotic time and space, forcing him to think about issues that he had never thought about before, about his own future that no one else would worry about , the end of his muddled life, his next step, his way forward.

More than ten years ago, he felt that his life was just like this, with no hope, and he should just sink into the nightmare without struggling or resisting.

Then he met He Yi.

After evening self-study, He Yi still went to the rooftop.

The night was blurry, and there were no lights nearby. The only light came from the crowded teaching building. The boy stood in the grand jump called "After School", his back was tall and straight, the earphone cord was dangling, and the smoke was lingering. He didn't fit in anywhere.

He Yi watched for a moment, walked over slowly, reached out his hand with a secret thought that he didn't know clearly, and hugged him from behind.

Chi Yang froze, and it took a few seconds for him to relax his tense body. He held his hand that was stretched out in front of him. His voice was a little hoarse, and he relaxed after being extremely alert: "Why are you here..."

"Go home." Stated the calm tone of the weather.After He Yi finished speaking, he stepped back a little, but he didn't withdraw his hand, as if he was waiting for him to turn around.

Chi Yang hummed, let go, but didn't intend to leave, turned around and looked down at him—this didn't seem to be the first cigarette, only a tiny bit was lit, and the sparks at the end of the cigarette followed the exhalation Slowly off, then suddenly on.

He Yi frowned imperceptibly, and asked tentatively, "Are you...in a bad mood?"

He also spoke a little nasally: "Huh?"

I won't tell him if I'm in a bad mood.

"It's nothing." He Yi looked at him for a moment, stretched out his hand under his unclear gaze, took down the cigarette naturally, held it in the corner of his mouth and took a sip—it was still the faint astringent taste of tobacco, slightly bitter , which seemed different from those he had tasted before.

"Quit it, it's not good for your health," the smoke rose slowly with the opening and closing of the lips, sinking into the dry and cold night wind.When He Yi said this, his tone was very calm, as if it was just a care or admonishment that didn't hurt, and he didn't expect the other party to obey.

Chi Yang watched him skillfully put out the cigarette, without stopping, and turned his gaze back to the well-shaped lips - touching the cigarette he smoked a few seconds ago, it seems that his taste has been left.

Or chat to calm the mood, the taste of nicotine

"Hmm." He lowered his head, and kissed He Yi's lips with some emotions that were close to seeking comfort.

It does bring a light smell of smoke, which is bitter everywhere and sweet everywhere.

"Have a good time," Chi Yang's lips rubbed against his, ambiguously intimate, and his words were vague, "My brother won't let you smoke, so I will quit... Anyway, the school rules don't let me. High school students are not allowed to smoke, drink, or skip classes. I You're so good."

Let him say everything he can say.He Yi was in a daze after being kissed by him, and for a while didn't know how to answer: "You..."

Chi Yang seemed to bite his lower lip lightly, his voice was still low, and he only said to him in a whisper: "Seriously, whatever you say is what you say... From now on, you will be my school rule, huh?"

It seemed to be just an ordinary thing, even a little nonsensical—He Yi was taken aback after hearing this, and opened his eyes in disbelief, as if a drowsy person submerged in hot water was entangled by a water monster and suddenly woke up.

The distance was too close, and he could only see the blurred outline of the other person's eyebrows and eyes, as well as the rare, complex and deep emotions in his eyes.

How could it be possible—even he was only thinking about it by accident ten minutes ago, why did Chi Yang seem to know it already, and still said it in such an ambiguous way, as if he really wanted to do it.

This is so illogical.

Chi Yang touched the corner of his mouth greedily again, finally no longer attached to the smell of tobacco left between the other's lips and teeth, straightened up, the complicated affection in his eyes disappeared in a flash, and looked at him with a half-smile: "What's the matter, Are you too moved to speak?"

The smoke had obviously been extinguished, but He Yi had a vague feeling that it was still burning, and the smoke was lingering, entangled in the exhalations of the two people who were too blended and separated.

The rush to leave school has passed, and the entire teaching building has become quiet. Over Chi Yang's shoulder, he just happened to be able to see the slowly closing school gate, and a street light came down, crumpled into shattered shadows—that was a Bush of holly.

"Brother, I have a question for you..." the other party asked him in silence.

"what?"

Chi Yang stepped back a little, leaned lazily on the railing, and looked down at him: "Have you ever thought, do you really love me?"

He didn't seem to be serious about asking the question. The smile in the corner of his eyes was shining brightly, and he criticized himself in detail: "Look, my grades are not good. I don't do anything except fight. I can't take the exam with you. I have to separate sooner or later. In fact, we may have no future at all..."

"There is no need for the future," He Yi looked at him, and interrupted his remaining words rudely, "Now you are willing to stay with me, I am already very grateful."

Thanks again.

Chi Yang's smile faded away, and his eyes fell on his collar. He was wearing a neat shirt, sweater, and school uniform jacket, gentle and elegant, and polite everywhere.He seemed to sigh: "Only gratitude?"

"..."

"It may be a bit exaggerated to say that," Chi Yang said, "but I said that if I like it, I like it. I tell you that if you are jealous, you can coax you. I taught everything. I didn't know if you liked it or not... Baby, in the eyes of those of us, everything we do when we are in love is out of liking and instinct, now you can't understand and I can teach you, but what should we do in the future?"

If I am a person without a future, and I am destined not to be able to walk on a bright and spacious road like yours, if one day I will become your stumbling block, what should I do?

He Yi didn't speak, and lowered his eyes, as if he was seriously thinking about this question.

At least this is not a night where "the moonlight is beautiful and the wind is gentle". The only thing that can be called gentle is the corridor lights slantingly spread upstairs in the distance, falling on He Yi's eyebrows and eyes, his facial features are vivid Delicate and delicate, with a soft outline, at this moment when he lowered his eyes, he showed a little quiet innocence for no reason.

"Okay," Chi Yang waited for a while, still reluctant to force him, reached out and touched his hair that was blown cold by the night wind, "Just be grateful if you are grateful, and you can do it step by step... Don't think about it, I'm chasing you, Now I am grateful and satisfied.”

"After that..."

"In the future," Chi Yang took his hand and led him back, "You said you don't need it anymore, of course you have the final say."

This time it didn't pull.He Yi let him lead, looked up at him: "Will you stay with me in the future?"

Chi Yang was taken aback by him: "Is there anything wrong, in the future..."

"do you want?"

It was the sound of holly slowly blooming.

Chi Yang looked at him, thinking in a daze, there really are people who can't hide things in their eyes, and are frank and straightforward without being afraid to look at each other.

This person always seems to be very patient, well-bred and good-natured, and will bluntly say some ambiguous things that ordinary people should choose to be ambiguous-this person is now his boyfriend.

He probably showed a solemnity rarely seen in his life, looked at the corners of He Yi's eyes that were red from the cold, and said in a low voice, "I want to."

"That's all right." He Yi stepped forward, slightly tiptoed, and put his arms around his neck, his tone was as gentle as usual, calm and serious—as if he was answering an essay question that had been reviewed, and every word was precise and expressive ,"I love you."

Whether to teach in the future is up to you. If I want to learn, I want to do so now.

I seriously, can't wait to learn how to love you.

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