The Third Rose

Chen Xingze returned home full of anger.Both Wu Xingzhi and Chen He were on business trips, and he was wandering around the house alone like a headless chicken, feeling a turbulent stomach with no way to vent.

But no matter how unwilling he was, for Chen Xingze who still had the task of repeating his studies, there was too little he could do.It is impossible for him to go to Shanghai to find Mi Sheng, not to mention there is no contact information, and he can't find it even if he goes there.

After being depressed for a long time, Chen Xingze finally settled down and studied hard.

And just a few days before Chen Xingze's college entrance examination, Mi Sheng met Song Boyang in Shanghai.

Mi Sheng arrived in Shanghai in May, when Song Boyang was still filming, and returned to Shanghai more than a month later.On a hot summer day, his agent Wei Kang called Mi Sheng and agreed on a time and place to meet.

Mi Sheng thought about whether to buy new clothes before leaving, but later felt that there was no need to meet Song Boyang, so he put on the shirt he had when he met Chen Xingze.

The agreed time was twelve o'clock in the evening, but Mi Sheng waited until two o'clock in the middle of the night, and Song Boyang came late.

Song Boyang is 30 years old this year. Although he is in his thirties, he still insists on appearing on the screen as fresh meat.Speaking of which, Song Boyang's foundation is actually quite good, but he has a violent personality and is addicted to tobacco, alcohol and pornography, and he ages quickly.In order to maintain his youthful image, he has undergone many plastic surgeries and spends a lot of money on skin care every month.

After Song Boyang entered the door, he went straight to Mi Sheng's side. As he approached, Mi Sheng smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

Three steps in parallel, Song Boyang pulled Mi Sheng up from the sofa, looked him up and down, and said excitedly: "It's been so many years, I miss you so much."

Mi Sheng didn't move and let him hug him. After a while, Song Boyang had enough hugs, and turned around to get a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet.He watched him greedily as he twirled the auger to insert the cork.

"How have you been living these years?" Song Boyang asked.

"It's not that bad, that's all."

"I heard people say that you opened a modeling studio, right? It's not easy to do without connections in this line of work."

"Ah."

"Look at how thin you have become. Life is very hard."

"Barely enough."

"Why do you have to make do if you can live well? Why didn't you come when I was looking for you last year and brought it up to me?" Song Boyang opened the wine and poured two glasses. "Come on, let's celebrate our long-lost reunion."

After Mi Sheng drank a glass, he asked Song Boyang to pour it again.Song Boyang sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, his toes dangling, looking in a good mood. "Why do you want to drink so much, are you nervous seeing me?"

No.

Because you don't have to think about unhappy things when you're drunk.

Although he already had the answer in his heart, Mi Sheng still nodded according to Song Boyang's intention.

After a while of silence, Song Boyang asked in a low voice, "Why don't you smile at me?"

Hearing this, Mi Sheng burst out laughing, and whispered softly: "There was nothing funny before, but your words gave me something to laugh about."

Song Boyang was not angry either, he twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "It's the same when you go to Gao Xiwen's?"

Mi Sheng: "No, Director Gao is so pragmatic, I don't need to laugh."

Song Boyang: "Are you still angry about what happened ten years ago?"

Mi Sheng looked surprised, "Hey, I thought Boss Song was so forgetful that he forgot about things a long time ago."

Song Boyang sneered, poured himself another glass of wine, and said leisurely: "Forget it Mi Sheng, how many years have passed, no matter how big it is, it should stop. Besides, have you ever thought that if I really told you at that time If you come out together, the result is that everyone will die together. What good is it if we both lose? You see, I can still help you now, how nice it is."

After hearing these remarks, Mi Sheng couldn't bring himself to say anything else, so he nodded and said, "Yes."

Mi Sheng's face was slightly red because of the stimulation of alcohol, and that look of contempt and hatred was like the finishing touch, making him even more dazzling.Song Boyang looked at the flowers drunk, his mind was shaken, and he couldn't help but rushed over.He had already drank a lot of wine before he came, and now his feet were unsteady, and he hastily spilled the red wine in his hand on Mi Sheng's shirt.

Mi Sheng's heart went cold along with the shirt.

"Get up! The wine spilled on my clothes!"

"Just sprinkle it, I'll buy you a new one." Song Baiyang said fiercely, pressing his heavy body on Mi Sheng's body, holding Mi Sheng's cheek and stroking vigorously. "I'll buy you whatever you want, just look at your poor life."

Song Boyang roughly tore off Mi Sheng's clothes, looking at the pale and clean body under him, his eyes were about to bleed.

"...Great, great." He muttered hysterically, "I have found so many little boys over the years, none of them can compare with you."

I don't know if it's because of the long time gap, but Mi Sheng felt that Song Boyang's face was so strange.Especially if you look closely, his mandibular jaw and face with frequent injections are so stiff, and his eyes are wide open and unblinking, like a wax man.

too weird.

Mi Sheng trembled with fear and his hair stood on end.

How did he fall in love with this man back then, and how stupid he was to ruin half his life because of him.

Mi Sheng became frightened, and he wanted to push Song Boyang away, but Song Boyang was too strong, and he couldn't fight back at all.Song Boyang looked at Mi Sheng's body in bewilderment. There was still a button on his shirt. He tore it hard, and the button was torn off, and he rolled to the ground.

The clothes are broken.

When people are extremely stressed, their sensitivity is also doubled.Mi Sheng heard the slight sound of buttons popping out, bounced on the floor, and rolled into a corner.

He suddenly remembered the postcard some kid had sent him at Christmas.

At this thought, Mi Sheng's eyes suddenly became hot, and he tried his best to push Song Boyang who was riding on him out.Song Boyang fell off the sofa, bumped his back against the chair, and cursed, "What are you doing?!"

Mi Sheng turned over and got off the ground, the first thing he did was to run to find the button.The button landed on the corner of the table, he put the button into his trouser pocket, and distanced himself from Song Boyang.

Song Boyang stood up from the ground with his hands on his waist, and when he saw Mi Sheng waiting in full force, he laughed angrily.

"Okay... okay, okay." He put his hands on his waist and nodded frequently. "It's okay, if you don't want to, don't do it."

Song Boyang returned to the sofa and sat down, crossed his legs again, and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, I won't touch you anymore."

Mi Sheng didn't move.

Song Boyang shrugged his shoulders and stopped persuading him.

"Really, don't worry, I will arrange someone to take care of your mother. After all, she was very kind to me when I didn't know our relationship..." Speaking of this, Song Boyang sighed and said to himself , "I really miss the eight-treasure rice she made. I have ordered this dish in many hotels over the years, but I always feel that the taste is not right, and I never feel like that time again."

Mi Sheng secretly left the room when Song Baiyang was in a daze. He left the hotel and ran for two streets before stopping.The sudden strenuous movement made his stomach sick, and he vomited on the side of the road, leaning on a tree.

He didn't eat much before, all he vomited was the red wine he just drank.

It doesn't matter if you vomit, Mi Sheng clutches his stomach, it's better to vomit all of this.

When Mi Sheng returned to his residence, he went straight to the bathroom without taking off his shoes, took off his shirt and soaked it in the water.He searched for methods on the Internet, using hot water, vinegar, salt, whatever method he could think of to wash the shirt.My palms were wrinkled by the end of washing, but the red wine stains on my clothes were still obvious.After looking at it for a while, Mi Sheng turned off the faucet and went back to the house with his wet shirt.

Because he was in a hurry, he didn't turn on the light when he entered the house. He went to the door to touch the switch, and when he turned around, he saw his mother standing quietly in the living room.

Mi Sheng was so frightened that his heart almost stopped beating.

He came to his mother.

"Mom, why are you up so late?"

"I'm making clothes for you."

"Make clothes? What clothes?"

Mother raised her hand, and Mi Sheng saw a ball of white fabric. He took the fabric and shook it out, only to find that it was a skirt.Mother took Mi Sheng's hand and said, "This is for your marriage in the future."

Mi Sheng lowered his head and explained to his mother for the countless times.

"Mom, you're mistaken. I like men, but I'm not a woman."

His mother corrected him earnestly, "Whoever likes a man is a woman."

Mi Sheng didn't speak, and his mother looked at him with some anxiety, "Isn't it?"

Mi Sheng forced a smile, "Yes, that's it, you're right...you're right, I was wrong."

After finally coaxing his mother to sleep, Mi Sheng returned to the living room again.The dripping shirt was lying on the table, Mi Sheng walked over, touched it lightly, and then threw it away.He couldn't sleep, turned on the TV, and tuned the channels aimlessly.The news station is repeating the daytime program. The past few days is the annual national college entrance examination. This is a big day that will affect many people's lives, and the news reports are overwhelming.

Afraid of disturbing his mother's rest, Mi Sheng turned off the lights and turned the TV to silent.In the dark room, only images flickered.Mi Sheng leaned forward, put his arms on his legs, and stared intently at the energetic students on the screen, tears welled up in his eyes before he knew it.

After Chen Xingze failed to find Mi Sheng, he devoted himself to studying.

One day during the holiday, his house welcomed an unexpected guest.

That day, Wu Xingzhi called Chen Xingze out of the room and asked him to say hello to his tutor, but Chen Xingze froze as soon as he left the room.

"You Xiaolin?"

Wu Xingzhi said: "The champion of the new department took the initiative to give you extra lessons, so why don't you hurry up and thank him."

Chen Xingze was dumbfounded.

You Xiaolin was carrying a simple backpack, and when Wu Xingzhi praised him, his face turned red.Chen Xingze welcomed You Xiaolin into the room in a daze, and he didn't come back to himself until the two of them sat at the table and You Xiaolin took out his notes.

"You, why are you here?"

"I'll give you extra lessons."

"No... not..."

Wu Xingzhi brought tea, snacks and fruits, and said to You Xiaolin with a smile, "I will trouble Teacher You with this unsatisfactory child in my family."

You Xiaolin blushed even more, "Auntie, stop joking."

Chen Xingze dragged Wu Xingzhi out.

Wu Xingzhi crossed his arms and said, "You are old classmates. I saw that he won the first prize, so I went to ask. I didn't expect him to offer to help you make up lessons. You Xiaolin got more than 700 points in the exam. Tsk, they are all from the same school. Come out, why is the gap so big. You study hard, I am going on a business trip tomorrow, and I will come back to check the results."

After she finished speaking, she was about to leave without giving Chen Xingze a chance to reply. After taking two steps, she remembered something and turned around to remind her.

"By the way, tutoring is tutoring, so don't be suspicious of others."

Chen Xingze was dumbfounded, "What are you talking about!"

With You Xiaolin's help, Chen Xingze got twice the result with half the effort. You Xiaolin was as unsmiling as before. Chen Xingze only dared to say a few words to You Xiaolin when he answered the test paper perfectly.

"If you give me extra lessons, won't it affect my own affairs?"

"No, it's a holiday now."

"Oh."

You Xiaolin put the exercise book back on the table, with three simple checkmarks on it, Chen Xingze felt relieved. "It feels like it's quite fast..."

You Xiaolin glanced at him, "You are very smart, but you just don't work hard."

Chen Xingze accepted the criticism humbly, "Yes, yes."

"Always focus on other things."

Chen Xingze nodded politely to admit his mistake.

"Have you been busy with dating for three years in high school?"

Chen Xingze was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyes quietly, and immediately lowered his head after meeting You Xiaolin's gaze.

"With Lu Hao, right?"

"……you know?"

You Xiaolin hummed and looked away.

"Others think you're joking, but I know it's true."

"How did you know?"

You Xiaolin pursed his lips, opened the exercise book again, and ended the topic.

You Xiaolin spent the entire vacation making up lessons for Chen Xingze, and it didn't end until the day of the university registration.Chen Xingze always felt that You Xiaolin seemed to have something to say to him, but he didn't say it until the day of parting.

A year flies by, You Xiaolin not only gives him tutoring during the summer vacation, but whenever he returns to his hometown, he will come to Chen Xingze to help him with his homework.Even on New Year's Eve, I did not forget to call Chen Xingze and ask him to review the periodic table of elements.

Chen Xingze was about to cry on the phone, but there were no tears.

"You Zhuangyuan, can you give me a day off?"

"Chen Xingze."

"arrive."

"you……"

"how?"

"Nothing, happy new year."

You Xiaolin stopped again at the last moment.

He held back what he wanted to say for a whole year, and didn't say it until the eve of the college entrance examination next year.At that time, You Xiaolin's university had not yet had a holiday. For the first time in his life, he took three consecutive days off during class, and went home to help Chen Xingze make the final sprint.On the last day, he said what he wanted to say.

In fact, the content is very simple, only three words - sorry.

Chen Xingze didn't understand what he meant.

"I'm sorry for what?"

You Xiaolin was very nervous, with his head down and his hands clasped together.

"Back then... I shouldn't have said those things to you."

"then?"

"When I was in junior high school, I was too young to understand anything. I didn't know that there were... people like this in this world."

Time flies, and Chen Xingze suddenly sees the traffic-like intersection outside Yutian Middle School.

"I learned about these things when I attended a foreign teacher class. The foreign teacher said that there are actually many such people, and they can still get married abroad. He showed us the video, and I remembered what you once said to me, I know I'm being too judgmental. I've been trying to apologize to you, but you're not much at school..."

You Xiaolin didn't often speak in such long paragraphs, and his vocal cords were a little tight. He mustered up the courage to look at Chen Xingze.

The more people he came into contact with, the more he could realize how kind Chen Xingze was to him. When he was a child, he thought everything was logical, but when he grew up, he realized how rare kindness in the world is.

"I really want to apologize to you...I'm sorry, can you forgive me?"

Chen Xingze quietly listened to the entire speech, and he found that he didn't really care about You Xiaolin's constant emphasis on "I'm sorry", what he cared about was something else.

Since the fourth grade of elementary school, the heart he has paid for him cannot be conveyed in a single word.But at least...

"Do you know now that my feelings for you were 'love'?"

You Xiaolin nodded tremblingly.

To Chen Xingze, this nod was infinitely more important than those "sorry".

He said to You Xiaolin in a softer voice: "University, I won't go to the same school as you."

You Xiaolin's eyes were red, unable to speak, but still nodded tremblingly.

Farewell to the teenagers, in the night as light as a feather.

The people I have liked are so upright and kind, I have to say it is God's love.Chen Xingze watched You Xiaolin go away, his back was tall and straight, he was no longer the same bean sprouts as when he was a child.But every time Chen Xingze thought of him, he always thought of the thin boy he saw through the iron fence when he was ten years old.He remembered the thickness of the clouds that day, the smell of the air, the color of the dead trees on the campus, and the speed at which the snowflakes fell.

He will always remember the day when he was enlightened, and he will always remember this long-lasting, consummated first love.

Taking the college entrance examination for the second time, Chen Xingze was calmer than before.

At the end of the last test, Wu Xingzhi presented a bouquet of flowers to Chen Xingze at the entrance of the examination room.

"Good boy, thank you for your hard work."

Chen Xingze took the bouquet and hugged Wu Xingzhi.

The estimated score was unexpectedly good, and Chen Xingze could choose any university he wanted to go to.One night before voluntary application, the family of three chatted about the school while eating, Wu Xingzhi and Chen He talked enthusiastically, while Chen Xingze ate in silence.When he was almost done eating, he put down his chopsticks and said, "Dad, Mom, I want to go to Shanghai."