partial student

The dark night is like a fog that cannot be wiped away.

The small bed in the hotel smelled of damp and musty. Zhou Jiao's entire back was soaked, and he lay on his stomach clutching the pillow, covering his face in the crook of his arms, making a moaning sound.

His shoulder was turned over suddenly, and then his ear hurt, he let out a "huh", subconsciously touched his ear with his hand, and looked at Yan Shu accusingly.

Yan Shu touched his eyelashes with his fingers, and he fiddled with the long and dense eyelashes. Zhou Jiao looked like a cat, with his head leaning up, and his upper and lower eyelashes clustered together.

Yan Shu stared at his face, and said in a low voice, "Speak softly."

Zhou Jiao suddenly lost his voice, bit his lower lip with his teeth, and looked at Yan Shu pitifully.

In the past ten years, Zhou Jiao has changed a lot, probably because he is soaked in guilt and self-blame every day. He no longer has the monster-like hostility of his youth, and he has turned himself into a soft sponge.

Yan Shu is right behind him, but now he dare not look at Yan Shu.Program design is quite tiring, almost staying up late every day, he knows what he looks like, he is different from ten years ago, he has become ugly.

Yan Shu was not that gentle, Zhou Jiao felt the pain, but didn't dare to cry, so he could only turn himself over and bury his face in the pillow.

Yan Shu pinched his waist, Zhou Jiao felt like a boat in a huge wave.

I don't know when it ended, Zhou Jiao was lying on the bed, he heard a "click", and then smelled a puff of smoke.Zhou Jiao froze for a moment, then sat up. He looked up and saw Yan Shu leaning against the head of the bed, with his right knee slightly curled up, his right hand resting on his knee, and a cigarette between his fingers. light merged into one.He raised his right hand, licked the cigarette with his lips, and took a slow sip.

It was Zhou Jiao's smoke, mixed with a sweet and greasy vanilla smell.

"elder brother……"

Zhou Jiao stared blankly at Yan Shu's face in the smoke, the thin and handsome side profile became a captivating spell in front of Zhou Jiao.

"Did it bother you?" Yan Shu pinched down the cigarette, and just as he was about to extinguish the cigarette, Zhou Jiao stepped forward, put his hands on Yan Shu's shoulders, leaned forward, grabbed Yan Shu's hand, and leaned forward , holding the small piece of cigarette in his mouth, and took a deep drag.

The smoke was drifting, and the sweet fragrance of vanilla permeated the air. Zhou Jiao, smelling the hazy smoke and smelling the sweetness, cupped Yan Shu's face, opened his mouth and kissed it.

Yan Shu was bumped by him, and his head hit the wall, making a "boom".Yan Shu grabbed his arm and pulled it away.Zhou Jiao's face was flushed, Yan Shu lifted his right hand, his fingers were stroked, and the cigarette caught between his index finger and ring finger was pulled out and pressed into the ashtray on the bedside table.

Zhou Jiao leaned against his chest and asked in a low voice, "Why are you still smoking?"

"Annoyed."

Yan Shu raised his head and leaned his back on the bed.Zhou Jiao leaned his face closer and carefully kissed his chin.

"What's bothering you? Are you bothering me?"

Zhou Jiao gnawed at Yan Shu like a puppy, making Yan Shu's face wet.Yan Shu felt uncomfortable, shrank his neck, and pushed Zhou Jiao's shoulder.

"I don't bother you, I bother myself." Yan Shu poked his red eyes from crying with his hands.

Yan Shu sat up, picked up the cigarette case on the bedside table and played with it in his hands. He tilted his head to look at Zhou Jiao, and opened the corner of his mouth, "This cigarette smells really good."

Afraid that he would say anything about himself, Zhou Jiao quickly said, "There is very little nicotine, so I just smoke for fun."

"Yeah." Yan Shu nodded, he rolled over and got out of bed, the orange light fell on his body, he turned his back, bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground, the sweat on his back was shining profusely, and the protruding shoulder blades were cut open A few traces of nail scratches.

Zhou Jiao took a few more glances. Yan Shu had already put on his clothes, walked to the table next to the wall, picked up a bottle of water, unscrewed the cap, raised his head and poured it into his mouth. Adam's apple floats up and down.

Zhou Jiao stared at him and suddenly felt very thirsty.

Half kneeling beside the bed, Zhou Jiao licked his lips and said to Yan Shu, "I'm thirsty too."

Yan Shu's hand holding the bottle stopped, and there were a few blue tendons floating on the skin on his arm, and he said, "I drank it."

"I don't dislike it." Zhou Jiao said with a smile.

Yan Shu gave him all the water, and opened another bottle himself. Maybe he was really thirsty, so he drank it very quickly, and half of the bottle was gone.

Zhou Jiao drank water like a kitten, and turned his head away after a few sips.Yan Shu relied on the table to look at him, Zhou Jiao was naked, with a snow-white quilt piled around his waist, his skin was even whiter than that quilt, a bit dazzling.

Yan Shu turned his head and put on his pants.

Zhou Jiao reacted quickly and immediately asked him, "Where are you going?"

Yan Shu bowed his head to put on his shoes, and a low voice came from below, "I'm a little hungry, go out and eat something."

Zhou Jiao immediately stood up, his steps were flimsy, he staggered and almost fell.Yan Shu supported his shoulder, Zhou Jiao said, "Wait a minute, I'm going too."

"You like this?"

Zhou Jiao blushed slightly, and opened his mouth, "I'll take a shower and I'll be out soon, brother, don't go, don't go."

Yan Shu nodded, leaned back, and said to him, "Go."

The rooms in the small hotel are small, and the bathroom is separated by a thin layer of frosted glass.Yan Shu stood still, and when he heard the sound of dripping water, he raised his head slightly and glanced at the figure behind the glass.

He closed his eyes and let out a breath of foul air slowly.

Zhou Jiao's movements were indeed very fast. A few minutes later, a wet puppy ran out of it.Zhou Jiao had a bath towel hanging on his head, and there was some water on the ground, and he almost fell again when he came out.

This time Yan Shu couldn't hold back, so he was told to be more careful.

Zhou Jiao's face was a little red, he nodded his head slightly, carelessly wiped his wet hair just now, and then ran to get dressed.

Zhou Jiao put on the sweater, Yan Shu picked up the trousers on the ground and gave them to him, Zhou Jiao thanked him in a low voice, turned his back and put on the trousers.

He was very thin, with almost no flesh around his waist, bent over, and his spine protruded one by one.

Zhou Jiao was a little anxious, one foot stepped on the trouser leg and couldn't get it in.Yan Shu looked at him from behind again, and he panicked even more. He lowered his head and gasped for breath, "Wait a minute, I'll be fine soon."

Yan Shu stepped forward, supported his arm to make him stand still, and then squatted down, pinching Zhou Jiao's ankle.The wide and rough palms encircled the thin bones, and the temperature in Yan Shu's palms was slightly cool. Zhou Jiao flinched, gently supported his legs, untied the tangled trouser legs, and helped him put them on.

"Brother..." Zhou Jiao's voice was very soft, and he rubbed Yan Shu's head with his hands. His hair was short and irritating.Yan Shupo started to avoid, Zhou Jiao put his hand on Yan Shu's shoulder, anyway, he was going to touch Yan Shu.

Putting on his pants, Zhou Jiao boldly pointed to the socks that were thrown on the ground, "There are still socks."

Yan Shu paused slightly, Zhou Jiao immediately said after seeing it, "I will wear it myself."

As he spoke, he ran away from Yan Shu, slipped aside, took the socks and put them on neatly.Seeing that he was well, Yan Shu went to the door, took off the room card and threw it to him.Zhou Jiao took it with both hands and put it in his pocket.

He followed behind Yan Shu step by step, and they took the elevator down. When they got out of the elevator, Yan Shu put on his hat, lowered his head, and walked out a few steps away from Zhou Jiao.

When we got outside, the night and the cold wind came like a tide.Zhou Jiao shivered as the wind gushed into his neck.

Yan Shu walked a little faster, Zhou Jiao raised his head and looked at the back of the person walking in front, and after the chills eased, he immediately followed.

He didn't dare to grab Yan Shu's hand casually like before, he just wanted to get as close as possible, and get closer, so as to polish away the alienation and indifference of the past ten years.