accompany me

Chi Yang went back to have dinner with He Yi, but only had dinner.

They had a quiz in the afternoon, and the math teacher probably couldn't bear to see Chi Yang sleeping there blatantly, and sent him to the duty-paying area downstairs—the floor that could be swept in 10 minutes was assigned to him Going out for two hours is also talent.

Chi Yang had no objection to this, and went out with that exaggerated hay broom on his shoulders.During class time, there were no idlers, and the whistle and hustle and bustle of the physical education class on the playground were separated by a building, which could not be heard clearly. Chi Yang had a bluetooth headset on one ear, meaning to sweep the fallen leaves into a ball and pile them on the road On the lawn next to it, I suddenly understood why the Taoist monks on TV were always sweeping the floor. Listening to the rustling sound of rolling leaves, I could really calm down and wander away.

He wandered idly for a while, put down his broom, sat on the steps and took out his cell phone.

It's not a problem to sit down like this, but their math teacher obviously doesn't want to let him into the exam room, making it worse for his classmates who are going through the ordeal of the exam.He can only play the game, sitting here like a fool, accepting the inquiring and shrinking looks of people who pass by occasionally, for two hours.

How could it be more tormented than those in the examination room.

He Yi was probably wearing glasses at this time, lowering his head to answer the question seriously.He is a calm person at all times, and he seems to control his emotions and physical behavior very precisely. When he is absorbed in reading a book and doing a problem, he will not change his posture too much, his back is still very straight, and the most exaggerated small movements are no more than He bent his fingers and tapped the paper with restraint.

Sometimes Chi Yang would lie on the table and stare at him boredly. The center of his field of vision would always be the pair of slender and beautiful hands, without any scar or blemish, as clean as a handicraft.He also couldn't tell whether his complicated emotions were envy or jealousy, but he was a little dazed, and he would have an urge to reach out and hold and touch it.

Then in the next second He Yi could hear his tablemate turning over, turning to the other side inexplicably, and if he happened to be wearing a hooded sweater, he would also put on a hat.

It might be that he was disturbed—He Yi would think so, and consciously relax his movements.

At the end of the game, Chi Yang came back to his senses from the number of He Yi-themed fugues, closed the game casually, went out to open WeChat, flipped to He Yi's column in the contact list, and sent him a message Message: "Eat dinner by yourself, I'm going out."

Why did you really report the itinerary to him?

He shook his head, and laughed at himself from the bottom of his heart——the answer was unbelievably clear, and it could only be that he really regarded him as the object.

The seed that fell in the darkness more than ten years ago finally broke through the ground silently, slowly germinated, and bloomed in this bleak late autumn.

He seemed to be in love with He Yi.

He Yi didn't check his phone at school, so naturally he couldn't see the message from Chi Yang.The test is not difficult, he finished it 10 minutes ahead of time, and checked it repeatedly patiently - someone else might have handed in the test in advance, but his personality seems to lack the part of being flamboyant and easy to get ahead, even if he is given two hours To do a page of elementary school calculation questions, he would spend 5 minutes to finish writing, and then quietly and repeatedly checked until the end of two hours.

This is very different from Chi Yang.The gentleness and restraint he learned without a teacher, the latter has not learned it after being beaten and taught for more than ten years.

After handing in the papers, there were still two main classes, so it was reasonable for Chi Yang not to come back to attend.It wasn't until the two classes were over and the dinner bell rang that some doubts finally arose in He Yi's heart.He recalled what Chi Yang had said in his ear in the morning, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't walk out of the classroom with the crowd, stayed in his seat and waited for a while.

A few minutes later, he closed the book in his hand, turned his head and looked at the empty seat beside him, feeling that he was really unreasonable.

"It's you who didn't come back," he said softly, "it's not that I didn't wait for you."

Then he stood up, alone for the first time in so many days, and set foot on the way to the cafeteria.

Chi Yang hung up on that message for six or seven hours, and it wasn't until the end of evening self-study that He Yi, who walked out of the school and turned on his phone, saw it.

Wrapped in the cold night wind, the young man stopped, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if he was calmed by the news in a not-so-gentle tone, and the displeasure with vague reasons for the past few hours sank.He moved his fingers and replied, "Where did you go?"

After typing these few words, he put away his phone, didn't seem to care much about whether the other party replied, he skillfully took out a cigarette and lit it, and walked to Chi Yang's house alone.

"Brother Yang, let me save face and have another drink?"

This ktv has just opened, and the owner's son is a well-known jack-of-all-trades in Chi Yang's circle of friends. We set up a ktv together, the doors are open today, please Chi Yang and the others come over to warm up the place.

It wasn't just "serious students" like Chi Yang who received the invitation, there were also quite a few girls with heavy make-up and flamboyant blonde hair, each dressed more revealingly than the other, sitting crookedly in the booth as if boneless, stretching two wraps The slender legs in fishnet stockings rest on Chi Yang's hand suggestively.

If it had been a few years ago, or even a few months ago, Chi Yang would have put his hand up at this time knowingly, hugged the other party and said some ambiguous words that were flirtatious, and tasted the other party's cup—or in his mouth— wine.Singing in this kind of venue is secondary, more like a large-scale friendship, chaotic and everyone takes what they need, and they go back to their respective homes overnight, and they will never see each other again in the future.

Two years earlier, Chiyang was not well-versed in the world, and was tricked by his "sister" who pretended to be drunk, coaxing him to take him to the hotel, sobered up as soon as the door was closed, and posted it to imply that he had done something more extreme.

It's a pity that Chi Yang is not interested in the opposite sex, nor will he react.

During those years of chaotic and luxurious sinking, he once had some kind of illusion, thinking that all the emotions and desires in his life were exhausted by the violence and despair of the orphanage, and that ambiguous desires were just a talent, and they would never happen again. Deeper, more serious feelings.Until one day, on such an occasion, the one sticking to him was not a heterosexual with heavy make-up, but a young man who was drinking with him.

He had no interest in the boy himself, but for the first time in his life, he was provoked by someone.So he accepted the fact very naturally: he seemed to be gay, very bent.

It's also good, at least you don't need to marry and have children to harm other girls, and you won't be like his own father, who can have children but can't raise him, adding a human tragedy like him for nothing.

"Brother Yang," the soft voice in his ear forced him to come back to his senses. The girl who had been leaning to one side had already sat up straight, almost touching him, and the goblet was stuck to his mouth with the bottom left. The girl called him again, and said coquettishly, "Brother Yang, I can't drink anymore, drink for others..."

Chi Yang lowered his eyes, looked at the slightly swaying wine, and raised a meaningful arc at the corner of his mouth: "No, the one in my family won't let me drink it."

He bypassed words such as boyfriend and girlfriend or lover, and said words that were confusing and unclear.But He Yi is the only one in his family at this time, so it is true.

Although He Yi probably didn't care whether he drank or not, he might still find it interesting, sat next to him and held out his hand, asking him for a drink to taste.

The word He Yi is like a gentle and pure light shining into the chaotic darkness around, everything suddenly becomes clear.Chi Yang pushed away the wine glass, took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, he seemed to see something pleasing, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened little by little, and the ambiguity of being careless gradually sank, showing a rare incompatibility with the surroundings come tenderly.

At that moment, he even wondered what it would be like if He Yi sat beside him, clung to him, raised his glass and whispered to him...

"Tell you Brother Cheng, I'll accompany you here, and I'll go first."

When he said this, he didn't even look up. He was typing with his hands, typing and correcting, and finally sent out a sentence, "Friends, please have dinner, and I will go back soon."

On the way home, Chi Yang even asked the taxi driver to stop early, turned to the convenience store that was still open, and bought a bottle of hot milk, plus a pineapple bun that looked a bit more advanced than the one in the school supermarket.

I didn't have dinner with He Yi today, although he probably didn't care about it because of that person's personality, but he still wanted to bring some supper back to make up for him - anyway, He Yi won't suffer if he compensates him.

When it was time to pay, He Yi sent a message back, with only one word: "Yeah".

It turned out that someone was waiting for him to go home. It seemed that all the irritability had calmed down, and his heart was wrapped in a strange warm emotion. This emotion told him that it was actually not a big deal to go out without a key.

Ten minutes later, Chi Yang knocked on the door of his house, and put the bag containing bread and milk into He Yi's arms.

"Have you been drinking?" He Yi looked down inexplicably, and asked softly when he smelled him.

Just as Chi Yang was about to shake his head to deny it, he turned a corner when he reached the edge of his mouth, and then, as if he was really drunk, he leaned on He Yi and hugged him, his voice was low, a bit complaining: "Well, they poured I drink..."

"Does anyone still dare to pour you?" He Yi didn't seem to believe it, but he still dragged his human-shaped pendant and closed the door, holding a plastic bag in one hand and supporting him with the other hand, carried it to the sofa and put it down, and asked tentatively ,"feeling bad?"

He Yi has never drank alcohol in his life. The closest he got to this thing was when he stayed at Chi Yang's house for the first time. The man asked him if he wanted a drink—and finally changed it to iced Coke.He frowned slightly in distress, he had no experience in taking care of drunks, so he could only count on Chi Yang to be experienced and able to take care of himself.

But Chi Yang obviously couldn't.He tasted the joy of pretending to be drunk and acting good, and his acting skills were superior to those of his opposite sex in the old days. He leaned there as if he couldn't sit still, stretched out his hand and pulled He Yi, who was unprepared, into his arms, and muttered: "Brother, give me a hug."

Sticky, really like a coquettish little wolf cub.

He Yi was still worried that he would fall down and crush him, so he froze there and did not dare to move.But Chi Yang has been beaten for so many years, and his skin is far thicker than he imagined, as if he didn't notice it at all, the warm breath fell on his neck, entangled ambiguously.

It turned out that the seemingly thin boy was so soft when hugged.

He Yi's Adam's apple rolled, and the hand supporting him moved, and restrained: "I'm done hugging, let me get up."

He just wanted to pick up his cell phone and find out if there was any way to relieve his drunkenness, but Chi Yang obviously misunderstood, and hugged him even tighter: "No."

Just like Chi Yang threatened him during the day, he was obviously no match for this man, especially if he was drunk and unconscious, if he really annoyed Chi Yang, he might even hurt him.He Yi lowered his eyes, temporarily gave up resistance, let the other party's strong arms wrap around him, and his heartbeat came through the fabric, as if it was knocking on his ear.

Satisfied, the drunk little wolf cub moved his head against his neck, as if kissing him.

The author says:

Stopping for a few days, posting four chapters a day seems too intense... Slowly revise the part that was posted before, the plot will generally not change, but the words and sentences feel a bit cumbersome, so I need to change it a little bit.