coward

Prayer is calling for help.

Intellectual collision, plunder and possession.

Li Qinghe was held in one embrace.

The embrace still carried the chilliness of early spring, passed through the bitterness of December, brought spring snow, and was wrapped in a warm wind that would not make people hurt.

Li Qinghe opened his eyes wide.

He just felt hot.

The hotness lingered from the forehead to the eyes, then lightly tapped to the cheeks, then rolled down behind the ears, lingered along the beautiful neckline, and finally landed firmly on the trembling lips of the boy with temptation.

It snowed that day.

He held him in his arms, gently kissed the tears off his face, and told him: "Don't be brave, kid."

Don't be brave, come and like me openly.

The snow that day was scalding hot.

……

He likes me.

I knew it from the day he hugged a stack of review materials and stretched out his fingertips to lightly tap my shoulder.

His pale neck made me dream many times that day.

A red rope was tied around his wrist, which was loosely wound around his wrist.

Many times I can't help but look at it.

On Monday, I saw the little gourd roll out of his wrist.The little gourd is crystal clear, and when the sun shines through, it will glow softly.

On Monday, there was a lot of homework, and I couldn't understand what was said in physics class. I remembered that a small green gourd fell from the red rope around his wrist.

When he went downstairs that day, he was short and said he wanted to carry me on his back, but when I teased him, the tips of his ears turned red.He put his arms around my waist, his hands were stiff.

I didn't dare to lean on him at all, I accidentally touched my foot when the stairs turned, damn it.

When I touched my pocket that day, there was only one candy.

That candy is what I eat after smoking, and I usually keep some in my pocket.

Too bad there's only one left.

I gave him a mint.

He blinked, reached out to take the candy, and didn't touch my hand at all, and finally thanked me politely.

Good boy.

I stepped out of the toilet and bumped into the old post.

Fuck, that idiot Lin Muyang called the teacher over so quickly.

I hastily packed my things, stuffed a few books casually, and saw him as soon as I walked out of the classroom.

He walked towards the classroom with a stack of homework in his arms, and paused when he saw me.

He bowed his head and left without saying a word to me. I still wanted to tease him.Little heartless.

Never thought I'd see him again like that.

I heard someone fighting in the alley, shouting and cursing his name, and my heart tightened.

Don't be him.

There were only the sounds of yelling and beating, but no crying or begging for mercy, just like his tenacity to keep his mouth shut.

I just want to take a look, if not he will leave.

I go in.

All four of them had guys in their hands, and they all looked like bastards.

The man swung the steel pipe and threw it at him.

He just huddled in the corner and remained motionless.

I'm fucking scared to death.

I called his name.

Xu Yitang pulled me.

Don't try to stop anyone.

Fucking little bald stick on my back!

The four of them rode off on motorcycles.

He huddled in the corner.

I approached him and he looked up at me.

I want to drag those people back and beat them again.

His skin was very fair, and his face was bruised and purple.

His lips were bloodless.

Is he about to cry?

He helped him up, his body was very cold, and he fainted within two steps.

I hugged him, it didn't weigh much, and he was still quiet, with his head resting in my arms, very obedient.

I really didn't expect so many injuries on his body.

I have his blood on my hands.

It was very red, just like the school uniform he was wearing.

I gently pushed his clothes away, and the sight in front of me made me speechless.

It turned out that his body was as pale as his face, even sickly.

The wound and clothes were glued together, making it hideous.

I disinfected his wound, he cried out for pain softly, tears slipped from the corners of his closed eyes, dripping the sadness of the whole night.

……

I smoked all night.

He woke up the next morning, and Xu Yitang's parents took us to the hospital, and he was secretly looking at me all the way.

Caught by me.

In fact, I have caught it many times, and he may not even know it.

Corridors, restaurants, offices, dormitories, classes...

Nobody looks at me like he does.

nobody.

Others looked at me maybe because of my weird appearance, maybe because I made him feel uncomfortable, anyway, it was all because of some messy reasons.

He is different.

He just stared at me without blinking.Oh, no, he still hides, he can always look away a second before I turn around, pretending it doesn't matter, shit.

I was reading the self-criticism on stage that day, and seeing the full pages he wrote me, I wanted to hide them.

I didn't show it to Zhao Xin and the others, but I couldn't help but want to show it off.

Look how cute he is.

He just stood under the stage looking at me, his eyes were so hot that my body was about to explode.

He is so attractive, I smiled at him, and he quickly avoided.

Little liar, I already knew that.

I could feel his eyes on me.

Every time he looks at me, I want to push him against the wall and ask him where is the best place to look.

I don't want to ask why he's looking at me like a freak, because I'm pretty much the same.

I'm a psycho.

He likes to watch me, for whatever reason.

And I just happened to enjoy his hot, fiery gaze.

Ha, two psychopaths.

He's a little pervert.

When I got out of the hospital that day he sniffed my clothes like a puppy.

It's not normal for two people of the same sex.

I ignored it and pretended not to know.I enjoy his involuntary obsession with me.

I'm pretty much the same, I'm a pervert too.

When giving lectures in the dormitory, I leaned very close to him intentionally or unintentionally, watching his blushing, and feeling his stiff body.

He smells very good, like the wind blowing from the forest in summer, mixed with the mist and coolness in the morning, and after blending with the body temperature, there is a soft and waxy feeling, very fresh and gentle.

I'm so perverted.

I like the smell of him.

Sometimes he would be blank, asking questions and answering them, very obedient.

I never expected that he would tell me little things about his family in the hospital that day.

It's over, as soon as I walked out the door of the ward, I knew that I couldn't stay away from him.

It's impossible in this life.

The first half of my life was absurd, and so was he.

I will feel at ease with him.

I am selfish, and I greedily draw sympathy and misfortune from him.

He also has single eyelids like me, but his eyelids are very thin, white and clean, and you can see the tiny blood vessels on them.

I put my hand on his shoulder and he froze.

I smelled him, what should I do, I really want to hug him.

I don't care, he came to provoke me first.

That night he knelt beside me and reached out and hugged me.

His cheeks are soft.

He is so warm.

When he whispers in my ear I want to crush him and spill him in my blood.

I didn't want to cry.

He is too warm.

I seemed to kiss him and he didn't know anything like an idiot.

When I opened my eyes the next day, I saw him nestling in my arms obediently.

Although it was me who locked him with my arms for a night.

I dare not move.

I'm fucking hard.

Hold.

Damn, he was caught by me today and took the initiative to say hello to me!

He also smiled, he has a small canine tooth.

Sex with your mother!

He only likes me!

I don't care, he just likes me.

I beat up that idiot from class four.

in the toilet.

Chen Jingyue came to fight without zipping.

From that day on, that idiot never dared to join Li Qinghe's team again.

His meal is stuck with me.

He was too thin, his waist was always straight, strong and thin.

He needs to eat more.

He was always reluctant to buy more, not wasting anything.

I didn't dare to tell him that my card was used. He must have been anxious and angry when he found out.

He hit me on the back.

Damn, he ran away.

I want to rub his hair.

I asked him if he liked anyone and he said no.

I asked him again and he still said no.

I said I did, and his eyes drooped.

I said that the person I like is very good-looking, but he pinched the corners of his clothes tightly.

He won't hide it at all, he likes me, I knew it very early.

No, he is too good at hiding, likes me, the whole world does not know.

When it snowed for the first time at school, I saw him from afar.

No matter how far, how many people, I can see him at a glance.

I was bad and wanted to bully him.

He didn't get annoyed when I poured snow down his neck.

I can bully him but others cannot.

Someone threw snow on him. I didn't see who it was, so I pulled him and smashed the group of people.

He fell down the other day, and I helped him up, and the fuck I almost got blown up.

My whole body exploded when his lips touched my forehead.

Fuck, how should I put it, it's like lighting a string of firecrackers that explode in a second, and as soon as I put them on, they crackle and blow me upside down.

His lips are so soft.

Chen Jingyue looked at the photos of the girl group in class, I glanced at them, and he asked me if I looked good.

I say average.

He didn't believe it, and said that he had the ability to take a better look.

I can't do it.

He is very nice.

I want to leave something to me.

The teacher in their class gave out strawberries, two for each person. He waited all morning and wanted to keep them for me.

At noon, I looked at the two strawberries in his palm, and my heart was so sweet.

He said it was washed.

I picked a small one, very sweet.

I say very sour.

Pinching his chin, squeezed his mouth open, and stuffed the big strawberry into his mouth.

His lips are so soft.

He squinted his eyes and smiled, but he was so good-looking.

Leave the shiitake mushrooms to me, leave the eggs in the tomato eggs to me, peel the eggs for me, pick the coriander, peel the rice dumplings in the morning, and always let me pick the apples first.

He wants to leave me everything, and every time I say it's not good, I throw it to him.

Will he think I'm particularly picky?

Forget it.

The little girl came to deliver food, and Chen Jingyue asked me what I like.

I didn't even think about it:

I like to be good.

No one knows how good he is.

I dragged him over from the corridor and he obediently followed me. I asked him to help me write the review and I wrote it. If I asked him to repeat the stupid math problem, he obediently explained it again. It was more detailed over and over again. I started to tidy up, like a little daughter-in-law.

Even his hair is very good, soft.

I am different.

I fucking love pulling.

The ones who walk in the corridor are the most annoying, the ones who talk are the worst, the ones who beat people are the worst, the ones who stand in the corridor for punishment are the worst, and the ones who go to the office are the worst.

That way he can see it at a glance.

Fuck! He's not good!

He also learned to call me super bully!

Does he know what those idiots mean?

I got into a fight with someone, but his small body still wanted to block me.

I got a broom stick on my back, and he ignored me for lunch.

He was lonely and so was I.

I selfishly wanted to let me be the only one around him, and let his eyes only follow me.

Of course, this is not possible.

Growing up so big, the only decision I didn't regret was that I called a car and followed the bus he was sitting on that day to live with him.

I didn't go home during the Chinese New Year, and my parents were going to die of anger.

I would walk around that dilapidated demolition site every day.

I want to meet him.

Damn it was so hard to meet him, and his face was hurt again, wow!

He laughed and said I was going to die when he got kicked by him and his dad.

I took good care of it, but when I couldn't see it, I got hurt again.

He is always spoiled and proud, and if he doesn't say a word, I feel sorry for him again.

I kissed his wound and he trembled in pain.

He deserves the pain.

I'm mad at him.

If he dares to hurt again, I will beat him.

That day the breakfast shop owner asked me if he was my brother.

I said no, abducted and abducted, and said something about my classmates.

I want to say it belongs to the boyfriend.

I can not.

I am a coward.

I didn't expect Wu Guang that idiot to be his brother.

He made me feel uncomfortable with each mouthful of crispy brother.

Damn, being a brother is amazing.

It's New Year's Eve.

I miss him so much.

I thought for a day how to let him stay me at his house for dinner.

It's been an hour and he hasn't responded, I smashed a glass.

I bought a bottle of liquor.

Not good, 52 degrees white brew.

I want to play tricks.

I sat on the floor like an idiot and filled half a bottle.

I was taken aback when Wu Guang called.

I ran out with the things I bought earlier.

I visited the auto repair shop no less than ten times in the middle of the night.

He opened the door and I didn't expect my heart to beat so fast.

He looked very happy, his hair was just cut, and he was still very obedient.

I'm bad, I changed my mind, I don't want to get close to him, I want to see him drunk.

We drank several rounds.

When he was drunk, his face would be very red, and when he was talking very close to me, the smell of alcohol spit on my face, and my heart was scratched.

In fact, he would play tricks when he was drunk, shaking his head foolishly at me, and pulling at the corner of my clothes in a nasty way, and he wouldn't be happy if he didn't let me do it.

Damn, what crime did I do.

I wanted to spend more time with him, so I coaxed him out.

He was also very good when he was drunk, and he followed me.

I bought him a fairy wand, he is so cute.

There was a twinkle in his eye, and I wanted to drown in it.

I laugh with him.

He gently tugged at his ears.

I suddenly don't want to laugh anymore.

Fireworks were set off in the sky, and there was a loud roar.

I whispered something in his ear.

Sure enough, he really couldn't hear it.

I said

I like you.

My teenager can't hear in his right ear.

At that moment I wanted to cry.

He looked back at me, staring at my lips.

I called him and told him word for word:

happy New Year.

He was very happy, with a smile in his eyes, showing his little canine teeth obediently.

Later he asked me why I gave him New Year's money.

I said he was a child.

Children have lucky money.

I knew he wanted to say that he had grown up, so I had no choice but to let him call me Brother Luo.

Coaxed and yelled many times.

I fucking wanted him to call something else, and he blushed.

Forget it.

Thinking about the last time I wrote my phone number on tinfoil cigarette paper, this time I used it to write blessings to my boy again.

I'm so bad, I want him to smell me.Best to stain, all over.

Probably belated retribution, I washed the sheets again the next morning.

He was not good at all in my dream.

It's still... wavering.

day.

Can't think about it.

I love sunflowers now.

Because my boys seem to love it.

i miss him.

Lied him out again.

Can not help but say.

I wanted to wait until he tore open the wrapper of the mint candy, and then took a bite out of his hand to see his blushing, but I didn't expect that he didn't seem to plan to eat it now.

I was bad enough to take his candy and eat it in front of his face.

His confused and shy look made me want to bite.

I couldn't bear him to be sad, so I gave him all the candy.

At that time, I thought that no matter what in the future, he will give it if he wants it, and he will give it if he doesn’t, as long as I have it.

He put the candy in his pocket, a bulging ball, and secretly patted it lightly.

I did see it.

Little heartless, only thought of asking me to pick it up when it fell.

I don't, stretching out my hand doesn't mean giving me a hug.

I took him down.

His waist is very thin.

Shit was thinking about that.

I took his hand and ran to slide him, with my arms around his waist and back.

Depend on……

I'm fucking hard.

I think I'm just a hooligan, shameless on the street.

I'm just shameless.

She touched his waist maliciously.

very slippery.

I pulled him to sit down, pulled his clothes, and propped up his legs.

I'm afraid he will see it.

I told him skateboards and mints are a perfect match.

Actually not.

He was a perfect match on my skateboard.

It’s especially nice when he asks me if it hurts when I fall on my skateboard.

No one ever asked me if it hurts to fall, they always said: You can play well.

Sure enough, my boy just loves me.

Before I was happy for a long time, he started to skin.

Squinting and smiling like a little fox.

I owe it, I want to make him cry.

His eyes are lowered, especially in the sunset.

I don't know what that is, he's just good looking.

His hair fluttered in the wind against his eyelashes, and at that moment I wanted to kiss him.

He ignored me.

He has to do homework.

I'm so bad, dragging him to make up his homework for the last few days.

This is also good, you can scold me while doing your homework.

Talking about me all the time.

His mother, Zhao Xin, just made things difficult for me.Post what shit holding hands photos!

He can show everyone holding hands with his girl and be blessed, why can't I.

My boy is no worse than anyone else.

I want to grow old with you slowly.

I don't seem to be qualified to say it.

I touched the small succulent tree on the windowsill.

I don't know if he has finished his homework.

Depend on!Postponed!

grass!I fucking sent the wrong group message!

I'm so ashamed, I dared to say I'm in love without even holding hands.

Hey, someone actually asked me if it was true.

I said yes, still a boy.

They didn't believe it, so they laughed and joked a few words and walked away.

Why.

I miss him a lot.

Squat down and think.

Knowing that he is in class, I don't think so much, and I don't think about it especially during class time.

I made a voice call to him.

His nervous voice trembled.

Like the first time he accidentally called me.

I really want to hear him talk, anything.

I can't dream anymore. I used to dream of him whispering in my ear, but now his voice is blurred in the dream.

I turned up the volume of the phone and pressed it to my ear.

There was the sound of his tense and rapid breathing.

I humbled myself.

At this moment, I began to sink shamelessly.

Is my boy listening?

Does he know that the devil is on the phone?

I hung up the phone in embarrassment.

No.

Desire down, I hold it instinctively.

My body, my whole being, I want to dedicate to him.

I'm dirty, not just my hands.

……

I can only take advantage of the night to say goodnight to him.

Good night, my Qinghe.

He pampered me very much.

I coaxed him to call him, he was very obedient, he responded lightly to everything I said.

He is very cute, he whispered to me, let me speak in a lower voice, is it because he is afraid that his brother will hear?

He will take the initiative to tell me about his day in the life.

He said that Wu Guang's fried dishes were delicious today.

He also said that he passed two hundred in the test today, and he was very excited.

He also said that a flower he raised seemed to be dying.

I said good night to him, and he would say it to me softly.

If I don't hang up the phone, he will wait for me to hang up.

I'm bad, just don't hang up.

I guess he must have been waiting for a long time with his mobile phone in his hand.

It snowed again today.

I miss him a lot.

I lied that I was somewhere else, but I was right behind the garage.

Across a wall is where he lives.

He said he was coming, let me wait for him.

Damn, I find things for myself to do all day long!

I hung up the phone and ran over there.

He arrived in less than a minute after standing still.

After more than two months, I saw him again.

He was nervous again, blinking and not looking at me.

What if he always tries to be brave?

He obviously likes me.

Obviously miss me very much.

He sniffled aggrievedly, is he about to cry?

don't cry.

I kissed him.

I'm guilty

I pulled him into the abyss.

I am willing to accept any punishment.

and so--

You don't want to run away.

I picked you up and you are mine.

……

Can I... like you too.

……

The author has something to say: I know you like me.

Can I... like you.