accompany me

After "living together" with Chi Yang, He Yi seldom went to the Internet cafe to go through the process, and went home with him directly after school. The 10-minute journey was just enough to smoke a cigarette.After arriving home, Chi Yang went back to his room to take a shower. He was left alone in the living room. If he wanted to read a book for a while or continue to do his homework, he could do whatever he wanted. The video is too noisy.

Then he would sleep on the sofa at Chi Yang's house for a while, wake up at four or five in the morning, and leave quietly.

Chi Yang never asked about this, he left whenever he wanted, but after the kiss on the rooftop, this kind of indulgent non-inquiry changed subtly - Chi Yang started to bring him breakfast.

This incident is actually very strange. A delinquent boy who overslept eight out of ten days and went to school to sleep in the remaining two days also had the leisure to get up early and buy breakfast for others, and he changed it every day without repeating the same.

A few days later, relying on his own observations, he came to the conclusion that He Yi likes to drink sweet soy milk, doesn't eat spicy food, and prefers vegetarian stuffed buns to meat stuffing.Although He Yi is a very well-bred person, he usually eats whatever he is given except he can't eat, and doesn't show any obvious taste preference, but after the one-week trial period, the breakfast Chi Yang brought him has changed from the usual one. The initial "I've given it all, let's eat" has become "It seems to taste good, and the portion is just right".

Although the man said that he brought him breakfast because he lost his meal card and didn't bother to make it up, and he had to pay for the remaining two meals a day, but he actually did more than what he said.Every time He Yi took the breakfast from him under the stunned gaze of the students around him, he still felt a strange feeling, and couldn't help but bend the corners of his eyes, feeling inexplicably happy.

——Secret and proud, only each other knows the joy of the reason.

In a sense, the two people actually have similarities, but they are not completely similar.At least he doesn't think that a poor student can insist on getting up early every day like this, unless he really has the ability of self-discipline.

Even though Chi Yang really doesn't attend classes, plays games at home until midnight, and can't even understand math problems, there is always something in him that is incompatible with his identity label - just like the boy in the messy orphanage more than ten years ago. The child, who was obviously covered in scars, kept the most basic neatness and cleanliness.There is an inherent sharp arrogance nailed into his bones, just like a wolf will never perish with a pack of dogs, no matter how bad he looks, he is still a clean and tough boy in his heart.

It seems to be exactly the opposite of myself, and it seems to overlap.

He Yi thought, before the self-study started, he slowly sipped the hot milk - what Chi Yang brought, it was soy milk yesterday, but today it was changed to another flavor.The one whom he restrained and praised in his heart just now is now wearing a hood, lying on his stomach in a very relaxed and detached posture, and has fallen asleep.

Forget it, no need to praise him.He Yi shook his head, took out the textbook he didn't finish last night, and continued to preview.

This is a very ordinary day. The monthly exam has just passed, and the grades are released one by one. The day is divided into several irregular pieces. There are alternate transitions between the anxiety of waiting for the grades and the relief of knowing the grades.

But He Yi has always been indifferent to this.He is not extremely smart, nor does he really devote himself to his studies. His grades remain the first in the middle class of this middle school, and the top few in his age group are extremely stable.This kind of stability matches his gentle and elegant temperament, which saves a lot of trouble. He doesn't have to worry about being too sharp and causing trouble, and he can temporarily afford the word "excellent" and do business in front of teachers and parents.

If he didn't smoke, skip classes, spend the night in Internet cafes, and meet Chi Yang, such a stable and end-to-end life would probably be his destination.

There are four main classes in the morning, followed by self-study.Chi Yang lay beside him, sleeping for four classes without any burden, and woke up "just right" before the bell rang for the fifth class, straightened up and stretched exaggeratedly, with a slight gurgle in his throat For a moment, a bit like a fluffy wolf just waking up.

Then he stood up, took off the hood of the sweater casually, rubbed his sleepy hair vigorously, and turned around to go out to breathe - when he got up, he bumped into the chair and made a slightly harsh friction sound, which alarmed the people who were looking down at the book He Yi, the latter glanced at him: "What are you going to do?"

What he said was actually just out of the duty of the monitor, but Chi Yang probably fell asleep or misunderstood him. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows, leaned on the back of his chair, and said meaningfully: "It's not my partner." , where do I need to report to you?"

His voice was low and hoarse, with the ambiguity of just waking up, and the smile and breath fell on He Yi's ears together, ambiguous and full of hints.

He Yi: "..."

"Go, you can go wherever you want," he said calmly, "If you don't come back before get out of class is over, I won't wait for you to eat lunch together."

Chi Yang was taken aback for a moment, before admitting defeat: "...Go downstairs for a cigarette and be back soon."

After thinking for a moment, he added viciously: "If you dare not wait for me to eat, go back tonight and kill you."

He Yi's gaze had already withdrawn from the writing, and he casually said "um" twice to perfunctory him, seemingly not caring at all about how he planned to kill himself.This reaction is actually very normal for him, at most it is not polite enough, but it can also be explained by "he and Chi Yang are quite familiar", but just looking into Chi Yang's eyes is tantamount to provocation.

Chi Yang stared at him silently for two seconds, twitched the corner of his mouth, raised an inexplicable smile, leaned closer to him in an annoying way, and whispered in his ear, "Brother, don't ask me." What am I going to do?"

After speaking, I asked myself and answered: "I will force you to sit on my lap and kiss you like that day on the rooftop...it won't be as polite as that time, I will force you to open your mouth and stick out your tongue, kiss until You can't stand up, and you will subconsciously swallow when you see me in the future. Although you beat people very fiercely that day, you should not be as good as me. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

He still had some more muddled words to say, but dealing with He Yi, an innocent boy with a single mother and child, was no different from a forced kiss with words.

He Yi shrank a little, lowered his gaze without looking at him, and said in a low voice, "You won't."

"Ok?"

The white and slender hand resting on the page moved, as if it wanted to push him away, but finally held back.He heard He Yi take a restrained breath, and said again: "You don't know how to go...go where you need to go, class is coming."

No one noticed the ambiguous stalemate in this corner, but the weather was clear and the windows were wide. Chi Yang lowered his head, and could clearly see the good student in front of him with his eyes downcast, and his delicate ears were slightly red.

This reaction finally pleased him appropriately, Chi Yang straightened up, stroked the good student's neat and soft black hair, turned and left.

Five minutes later, Chi Yang stood at the corner of the stairs where he saw He Yi smoking for the first time, looked at the dusty aisle behind the building, took out a cigarette in his mouth, and did not light it.

The feeling that someone is waiting for him to eat with him is very fresh, and this is the first time in his sloppy and chaotic life of nearly 20 years—maybe when he was young, the legendary pretty lady accompanying the bartender, that is, His mother, who had not yet sent him to the orphanage, also tried to fulfill the duties of a mother, clumsily preparing milk powder for him, which could barely be called "waiting for him to eat".

But then he was sent to that hellish orphanage. His earliest and vaguest memories were the cold wooden bed and the leftovers that never had any temperature. After scrambling, the last thing that gets to his mouth will always be the unsatisfactory dregs.

He has already learned to snatch food at an age when the road is still unsteady.

Later, as he grew older, he gradually showed a precocious wisdom that was difficult for his peers to match, like a wolf cub that has grown fangs and claws early, but still does not understand the importance of restraining its edge... Such a child is lucky in an ordinary family Yes, they will embark on a flat road of talent and aura, but living in an orphanage, there are only two paths: to become the leader of all the children, or to be squeezed out and isolated by the young demons around them.

He was unlucky enough to fall into the latter category.

So every subsequent meal was preceded by a nasty struggle, and unless blood was drawn, or an adult hurried to intervene, he would never get enough to eat, and could never get enough again—it was like Raising Gu, he is that sad Gu worm.

It is a problem to eat enough, let alone eat safely.The scene of someone sitting in front of a table full of steaming meals waiting for him to eat together was like a dream that he had never seen before, and it didn't even arouse his expectation, because he had never seen it before, so he could only be puzzled.That's another world thing.

When he was a teenager, maybe God finally opened his eyes. One day he was found, adopted, and received in a villa with a wealthy family.The person who adopted him claimed to be his uncle, and said that his father who was a gangster was beaten to death in the fire. He was the only blood, and he finally found him after a lot of effort. His last wish was to compensate him for a normal second half of his life without worrying about food and clothing.

So he got a household registration, was sent to a private middle school by entrusting his relationship, and relying on his high school entrance examination results, which is neither human nor ghost, and his uncle played around with him, he finally came here with the tail of the car.

Chi Yang lowered his head, and casually rolled up one of his sleeves, revealing his forearm with well-defined muscles and countless new and old scars.He stared at those scars for a long time, remembering what He Yi said on the rooftop that day.

He Yi said that when he saw these scars, he recognized him.

"But," he seemed to sigh, holding the unlit cigarette, a rare, almost sad emotion appeared in his eyes, as if he was talking to himself, "if possible, I would rather not have You will never recognize me with these scars."

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