accompany me

There is no class the day before the monthly exam, and the whole day is self-study, which is a rare sneak in for senior high school students.

——It has nothing to do with Chi Yang, as long as he wants, he is free all year round.

He was sitting alone on the roof, leaning against the wall, with a large piece of clear sky above his head, a pack of cigarettes in his hand, and a coat he had taken off.

There is no one else here, and even because the exam is approaching, the entire campus is quiet, like a corner forgotten by the world, only birdsong can be heard.He just wanted to find a place to breathe, and he came here unknowingly. The roof door, which has been closed all year round, is surrounded by an old-fashioned plastic lock, which can be opened with a few fiddles.

Tired of playing the game, and there was nothing to check on the phone, he leaned his head against the wall, as if he didn't care about the dust, pulled his coat over his head, planning to take a nap.

The world of poor students is sometimes more boring than that of good students. There are no endless courses and homework to fill them up. Instead, they are like being imprisoned in the campus. For more than ten hours a day, they can’t really be like the TV dramas, all day long They're all playing truant and fighting, that's too unsettling.

Chi Yang closed his eyes, fell into the brief emptiness and silence, unconsciously lost his mind, and thought of the "good student" who spent the night at his house yesterday——He Yi was probably like other students at this time, Concentrate on reviewing the theoretical knowledge that seems mechanical and boring to him, or wear his pair of thin metal-rimmed glasses, lower his gaze, and solve math problems without haste.

The slender wrist protruded from the cuff of the shirt, slightly undulating along with the movement, white and beautiful.

He vaguely recalled that night, when He Yi kindly took care of his aftermath, he instinctively pushed him back—that wrist was clenched red, and it looked extremely painful, even such a normally indifferent person frowned and lowered his eyebrows. He took a low breath.

He should have asked "Does it hurt?"...

His thoughts gradually became chaotic, leaning towards the logically fuzzy blocks, sinking bit by bit.Chi Yang tilted his head, almost letting himself fall asleep like this, but the next second he heard a muffled "squeak", which was the sound of the iron gate on the roof being pushed open.

As soon as he frowned, the violent instinct in his whole body was suddenly startled, and he pulled off the coat covering his head. His wolf-like gaze was fast and precise, nailing towards the direction of the iron gate not far away.

Then he paused severely.

The young man who appeared in his mind by accident a few seconds ago was standing there, holding the iron door with thin white fingers, frowning slightly, as if he thought the movement was too loud and noisy.He Yi noticed his gaze, looked down, and said with a normal face: "Your class teacher asked me to catch you back."

This sentence seems familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere.

On the night when passing by helped him clean up the mess, he asked He Yi why he was there, and the other party's answer was the same.It sounds natural, but it hides the meaning of ridicule of staying out of the matter, and the tone is smiling, as if he thinks it is very interesting.

Chi Yang raised his eyebrows, and restrained his dangerous viciousness, as if the tense back was just unintentional - it must not be that simple, he thought.

Sure enough, the young man who had been speaking in a dignified manner just a second ago twitched the corner of his mouth, walked towards him, and sat down obediently.

He also pointed to the cigarette he had on hand, and said calmly, "It seems to be mine."

He has a gentle appearance, and his expression is as gentle as usual, but just by smiling like this, the well-behaved bookish air on his body has changed, and some subtle "badness" has emerged.Chi Yang and him looked at each other for a few seconds, feeling that he had accepted the man's magical power of changing face like turning a book, with a flick of his fingertips, he flicked the pack of cigarettes at him, and sincerely said with emotion: "You are quite interesting. "

He Yi didn't reply, and didn't know if he took the words as a mockery. He lowered his head and lit his cigarette with his usual expression, and took a puff in his mouth, his movements were graceful and skillful.

Chi Yang put his coat aside, changed into a more serious posture, sat up straight with one leg bent, his arms resting on his knees, and his forearm lazily supported his head: "Aren't you going back to work?"

"Who knows where you are, just go back and say you haven't found it."

"Didn't you find it?" Chi Yang said with great interest, "Squad leader, I have a heart-to-heart with me."

He Yi glanced at him, said "hmm" out of politeness, and was too lazy to explain that he often came to this complex to smoke, but today he just saw a light leaking from the roof door, so he came to take a look out of curiosity.

In a sense, it can also be called a tacit understanding.

Even in such a relaxed environment, with a cigarette in his mouth, He Yi still sat upright, with one hand propped behind his back, his shoulders stretched out, and behind him was a cloudless blue sky.The zipper of his school uniform has always only been opened to the neckline, and the exposed shirt collar is flat and ironed, but it is still thin. It is just right in a classroom with many students. Sitting on the open roof at this time, even if it is sunny, it is still a bit cold.

He Yi looked at the clothes at Chi Yang's hand, hesitated for a moment, and called him anyway, saying that he was a little cold and wanted to borrow a coat.

His logic is actually very simple, after spending a few nights at Chi Yang's house, there is no quilt, and it is covered with this man's clothes, and he is used to it, now that he feels cold, it is understandable to borrow a quilt.But Chi Yang obviously thought more than him, and he went deep in a very ambiguous direction - he raised his eyes, smiled meaningfully, and asked knowingly: "Is it cold?"

He Yi nodded.

What happened next, even when Chi Yang recalled it afterwards, still finds it unbelievable. If he had to give an explanation, it would probably be that he was obsessed with ghosts, or possessed by a supernatural creature—he could only blame him for wanting to get along with him. He dated too many opposite sexes who died without a problem after a few days, life and life taught him how to struggle in ambiguity, so that the words he said casually were not consciously full of sentimental meaning.

As for why He Yi was the object of his obsession, he couldn't explain it.

It was like a seed planted early, every inch of branches and leaves were growing towards the established direction, unpredictable, but also difficult to stop.

He said, "It won't be cold if I hug you."

Before the words fell, both of them were obviously taken aback.He Yi's eyes were no different from observing a neuropathy, he was at a loss and couldn't understand, he tentatively asked: "What?"

At that moment, Chi Yang really wanted to pretend nothing happened, threw his coat to him, and then got up and left—at least rationally.

But He Yi's calm reaction was like a needle, poking at the instinct of deep desire for control and sinister wolf nature in his bones, almost a wordless provocation.He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to become more obvious. Before he could return to his senses, he blurted out: "I said, come here, let me hug you, and you won't be cold anymore."

The voice was slow, as if he was really afraid that the other party would not understand, and he was unnecessarily considerate.His voice is actually lower than that of his peers, and he said such ambiguous words, which sound strangely sexy, between a boy and an adult male, like a wolf that has just entered the age of hunting, and every word has a faint sense of shame. The danger of people's shortness of breath—he even sat in a different position, stretching his legs, as if expressly signaling the other party to sit up.

When he said this before, in nightclubs or bars where the lights were shaking, he could always make the opposite sex blush and heartbeat, saying that he was too bad, how could he understand so much at a young age.

It's a pity that He Yi is not of the opposite sex, nor is he a normal person.

This outstanding student has a first-class comprehension ability. This time he understood what he was saying. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then he really put out the cigarette in his hand, got up and walked towards him, lowered his body restrainedly, and sat on his lap .

He Yi lowered his head, met his eyes at a very close distance, still had that gentle and cultivated expression, and reminded him softly: "Hug."

Later, when Chi Yang recalled this scene, he was still seriously skeptical. During the few seconds when He Yi lowered his eyes, he probably never thought that this was a joke for sex, but was genuinely thinking about the possibility of hugging him for warmth. sex.

Chi Yang stiffened his back, slowly raised his hand, and put it on the other's thin back as he said.

This was so absurd, the rooftop, being alone... He closed his eyes and realized he couldn't think about it any longer.

He Yi has a pleasant smell, whether it's fruity or woody, it's hard to tell, it radiates from the collar of his well-buttoned shirt, as if it still has a warm body temperature, occupying Chi Yang lightly and ambiguously senses.

He listened to the gradually rapid heartbeat in his ears, and for a moment he couldn't tell who it belonged to - but the hand on He Yi's back reminded him that the heartbeat of the other party was as steady as usual, and he was the one who lost control.

Every bird song next to his ears was stretched and magnified, hitting his ears straight, distracting his already insufficient rationality.For a moment, he even thought absurdly, after hugging, the next step should be to kiss each other, and say something intimate and cross the line with lips to lips.

He Yi didn't sit completely on him, it was more like kneeling with his knees apart, he borrowed some strength, but he didn't feel it for a few minutes, and his legs felt a little sore after maintaining this position for a long time.He supported Chi Yang's shoulders, moved, and was about to say, "Actually, this is not very comfortable, you should lend me your coat", when someone pushed the back of his head and pulled him down, and sat firmly on He Yi's body .

His vision went dark in the next second - Chi Yang covered his eyes, raised his head and kissed him.

The author says:

He Yi:?what to do

Chi Yang: Try second-hand smoke.