Pet me, are you addicted?

It all probably started when I followed him down the stairs. At that time, I could clearly feel the eyes of the students around me.I followed closely beside him, and at the most congested stairway, my front almost stuck to his back.

From behind, my gaze is fully focused on his cheeks and neck, then his arms protruding from his short sleeves, his calves in capri shorts and his ankles protruding from his socks.

I finally noticed that although he may have been a little tan from learning to swim, the color of his palms was as white and soft as his throat and the insides of his forearms, from not having much exposure to the sun, almost pale pink, like the belly of a lizard Shiny and smooth.

Private, pure, youthful, like the blush on an athlete's face, like the dawn on a stormy night, revealing things I didn't need to ask, things I suddenly wanted to know.

At that time, what I thought of the most was the younger brother that others said, whether Tu Hao really had a younger brother, why he never heard of it from his own mouth.For a moment, I suddenly realized that I might really be like his younger brother.

"Do you really want to visit my dormitory?" I asked fascinatedly in the bicycle shed downstairs.

I don't understand why I asked him about this at this time. I'm a reserved person, so maybe I still want to invite him to play in the dormitory?After all, I just wanted to please him temporarily, after all he offered to accompany me to the video store.

"Let's talk about it later, maybe!" Polite indifference, as if he saw through my untimely enthusiasm to please him, and immediately pushed me away.This stung me, but soon, his words soothed my pain.

"I want to take you away on a bicycle." He said to himself, a very cold statement, as if he didn't mean to consult me ​​at all, and seemed to be worried that I would reject his kindness.

The largest audio-visual store in the county is in the busiest part of the city. I often go there, but I don’t intend to go there every time. The genuine discs sold there are too expensive. I just go shopping and listen to them. Just the latest music.

Conversations while riding are not smoother than usual.He was riding so fast that I had to hold on to the tiny handrails to keep from wobbling.He didn't seem to care that there was me sitting behind him, and he seemed to be forcing me to hug his stomach tightly.

But I just don't touch any part of his body. I like him very much, yes, but I don't want him to know, not even a little doubt, at least when I'm not sure he will like me, Just not.

"I'm thirsty and want to buy something to drink. What do you want to drink?" On the way, he slowed down his bicycle and pulled over.

I jumped out of the car and said, "Just drink water!"

He parked his bicycle in front of the small shop and walked into the shop.After a while, he bought mineral water and came out, but he only bought one bottle.What do you mean, ask me what I want to drink, but I only buy it for myself.

I suddenly felt annoyed and blushed, but I saw him gulping down a large can of mineral water, and then handed me the remaining half of the bottle.I was stunned for three seconds, took it and took a big gulp, then handed it back, and he took it back and drank it again.

The water is not ice enough, leaving me with an unsatisfied thirst.In the end, something unexpected happened to me.He sprinkled some water on his hands, wiped his face, then wiped it on my forehead with wetness, and combed my hair by the way.

I froze there, motionless, until he called to me:

"Get in the car, why are you standing there!"

Continuing to run all the way, we finally came to the video store, where the latest popular songs were placed, we went to the disc shelf of popular songs, and began to choose the songs to be sung at the party.

"You come here often too, right?" He asked casually.

"I won't tell you." I said mischievously, his inexplicable behavior just now still bothers me!

"I can guess without telling you. Based on my observation, you know the layout of this place like the back of your hand. I can't tell that you even frequent here."

"I'm not like you. I'm a rich young master. I usually come here to hang out and listen to music. The genuine discs here don't cost me my living expenses."

"Aside from visiting video stores, what else do you like to do?"

"Playing table tennis, reading novels, jogging, enjoying the night view."

"I also like jogging and swimming, and I prefer watching movies to novels."

"The rich just watch movies, but the poor can only read books."

He stopped responding, as if my words were a bit poisonous. In fact, I don't have any hatred for the rich. I only do this in front of him, so the problem shouldn't be on me.But as a gesture of goodwill, I add:

"Since we both like jogging, why don't we go for a run together sometime?"

Just when I showed a little liking for him again, he gave me a slap in the face:

"Let's talk about it later, maybe."

He seemed worried, like an old man with little time left.

He said that he prefers watching movies, so I thought he didn't like reading.In view of his human behavior so far, reading should have been an insignificant part of his life.

A strange idea occurred to me, and I realized that I had to be clever, change my course, and make him feel that my real interests were aligned with his.Unexpectedly, he popped out a sentence at this time:

"For novels, I like Yukio Mishima and Milan Kundera."

I almost exclaimed loudly, the names of these two writers seem to me to be unattainable and lofty!In comparison, what kind of novels and writers do I usually read?

I decided not to tell him anything personal about myself, because it wasn't the complex maneuvers I needed to get my way back that bothered me, it was the fear of being hated that finally woke me up:

Although when we were chatting at that time, I tried hard to win his favor without showing any signs, even unwilling to admit it, but everything seemed to be in vain. After all, we are people from two worlds.

"It's almost time, let's pick the disc and go, don't you have to rush home for dinner, and you have to study late at night!" I urged.

"I've already chosen it, let's just choose the song that's playing in the store now." Tu Hao said jokingly, appearing casual and capricious.

I pricked up my ears and listened to the songs echoing in the store. It was the voices of a few girls. A song that was very popular recently was called "A Thousand and One Wishes".

"Why this song? Is it suitable for us boys to sing!" I very much questioned Tu Hao's decision.

"The problem is, we have to be considerate of the two little girls at the front table. This song is the most suitable for them. The two of us are pure green leaves as a foil." His words seem to make sense, the two goddesses are not easy to settle .

After buying the disc, I plan to go my separate ways with him and walk back by myself.Who knows, he grabbed me and said:

"Don't worry, I'm with you."

"Aren't you going home for dinner?" Although he looked puzzled, he still couldn't hide his inner surprise.

"I won't go back. Anyway, after dinner, I have to go back to school for evening self-study, so I will go back with you. At worst, you can treat me to a meal, okay?"

"I usually eat in the school cafeteria. The food is not good. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it." I deliberately belittled the food in the cafeteria. In fact, it was to ridicule him. Who made him a rich second generation? The rich second generation is a different creature.

"You are used to eating, why can't I eat it? In your eyes, I am so pampered?" He was obviously a little annoyed.

"Who made you a rich second generation!" I said bluntly.

"Who said that? Who told you?" he almost growled.

"Everyone said that." I passed the responsibility to everyone, and it was completely wiped out.

"Whatever, let the rich second generation be the rich second generation, why don't you just eat and drink as usual. Get in the car, let's go!" He waved his hand helplessly, beckoning me to get in the car.

Riding on our bicycles, we two young boys with the same style went back to school after visiting the audio-visual store.

In the school cafeteria, I deliberately ordered all meat dishes, for fear that Young Master Tu might not be used to them.He has sparkling eyes, and he saw the tricks at a glance, and joked:

"Oh, it's not bad. The food in the school cafeteria is not as bad as I imagined. I was thinking, if I eat with you like this every day, I won't have a big meal!"

I wasn't too polite, and I had a showdown with him:

"I invite you to eat this meal today, I have to drink water for two days in a row."

"It's so serious, hey, how can I eat this, I'm thinking about the next meal!" Although he said so on his mouth, the chopsticks in his hand kept eating meat for himself, and he couldn't eat at all. the meaning of.

"Master Tu condescends to come to the cafeteria to eat, which has already made us flourish, but please forgive me, don't read the next meal after one meal." I almost prayed, but at the same time I was worried As if he couldn't eat enough, he put meat in his bowl.

Unexpectedly, this action of mine stunned him, and an answer that I had thought about for a long time came out of his mouth inadvertently:

"You like this remind me of my younger brother. I haven't thought of him as much as I do today for a long time."

I listened, and I wanted to talk.younger brother?Do you really have a brother?what does he look likeIt sounds like me, right?It's a pity that you are so kind to him, otherwise I would like to see him too.

A stomach full of words reached his mouth and swallowed again, how should I put it, it's better not to mention his younger brother in front of him.Although there are many doubts in my heart, it is a thing of the past after all, why bother to uncover the old scars!

Right now, the most important thing is to put the show in order, and there is really nothing at all.When I saw him feeling sad, I was too embarrassed to ask him what should be done with this show.

"What's the matter with you, you're still worried about the show?" He seemed to see through my mind again.

"With you here, what am I afraid of? We're full. Let's go back to the classroom. We have to inform the little girl at the front desk of the selected song "One Thousand and One Wishes". After all, they are the lead singers." .” I deliberately concealed my inner worries, and shifted the responsibility to him again, who let him get into this mess.