Rolls Royce

Tan Xianghui was unaware of the hidden dangers behind this incident, but everything went smoothly unexpectedly.He wrote two leave slips, and put them on the desk of the head teacher who had no class in the morning during the break of the last class—the reasons for asking for leave were all made up casually.After the morning class, without thinking about it, he patted He Yinrong on the shoulder, said "Let's go together", and led him out of the teaching building.

Compared with the firmness in his heart, He Yinrong was a little flustered.I don't know if he listened to the song that Tan Xianghui was asked to listen to yesterday. If he listened to it and understood it... then what is he going to do by asking him to go together now?He Yinrong followed him to the outside of the school, swallowing saliva anxiously, the weather was not hot, but the palms of his hands were sweating.When passing by the bicycle shed, he turned around and wanted to go in to pick up the car, but Tan Xianghui stopped him and said, "No need to ride."

"...Ah?" He Yinrong didn't know why.Don't you go home at noon today?

"Well, just follow me." Tan Xianghui scratched his hair a little unnaturally as he said that - very clumsily concealing his uneasiness.After a pause, he looked at He Yinrong with a dazed face again, and continued, "I should be able to come back before dark."

When he arrived at the high-speed rail station by taxi with Tan Xianghui, He Yinrong was still in a state of confusion.All of this is like a dream... But he clearly knew that he was awake, so Tan Xianghui must be crazy, right?Just saying that you want to follow him, not where you're going, isn't that clearly treating him as a fool.It's just that he just followed his tricks and followed Tan Xianghui all the way without a single complaint.

After entering the ticket office, Tan Xianghui suddenly remembered an uncertain factor. He turned around and asked He Yinrong: "Did you bring your ID card?"

"No." Shrugging, He Yinrong lied on purpose, his eyes behind the black-rimmed glasses looked straight at Tan Xianghui's calm face, trying to see some clues from it.

Seeing his shrugging and the faint smile in his eyes, Tan Xianghui knew that he was lying, so he said directly: "Don't make trouble. Give me your ID card and buy tickets later."

Who is making trouble... He really didn't see that Tan Xianghui still had the ability to beat back.Finding the ID card from his schoolbag, He Yinrong handed him the card, cursing himself for being worthless. One minute later, Tan Xianghui took two tickets and stuffed one into his hand. Only then did He Yinrong know that they were going to the provincial capital.

"The train will leave in 10 minutes, hurry to the platform." Regardless of He Yinrong's surprised expression, Tan Xianghui still looked like a commanding officer with a sense of peace of mind.He was also a little surprised, how could He Yinrong cooperate so much, but cooperation is better than no cooperation. When they arrived at the exhibition center smoothly, the auto show should just start.

He Yinrong should be happy.

The time to write the letter was squeezed out by Fu Lili during her lunch break. She just wrote several letters, but she didn't find a good beginning.She combed her disheveled hair into a high ponytail, irritatedly rolled up the scraps of letter paper into paper balls, and threw them into the trash can behind the classroom.She was the only one in the classroom now, and the other students had gone back for their lunch break. The emptiness made her feel even more confused. She bit the tip of her pen for a long time and couldn't hold back a word.

Oh, Tan Xianghui...you really want to worry about me to death.

I thought that the letter would minimize the embarrassment of the matter, but I didn't expect that it would be more difficult than talking face to face.Fu Lili simply put down her pen, propped her chin, and stared at the blackboard in front of the classroom in a daze.If you say directly, "Your classmate named He Yinrong is gay and he likes you, you have to be careful", it is too rude and neurotic... If you say it more euphemistically, I am afraid of Tan Xianghui's elm head If you can't find the point and keep misinterpreting her meaning, it will only cause more trouble.If it was a compromise, she couldn't think of a suitable wording, and after searching for a long time, she finally made up her mind--the next time I meet, I will just make it clear to Tan Xianghui.After making this decision, she relaxed, put away the pen and paper, got up and went back to the dormitory.

Too bad she doesn't have the power of foreknowledge.If she had known earlier that the next time they met during the May Day holiday, these two people would not even be friends anymore, she would not be thinking about how to "reveal the truth" now.

She had never seen Tan Xianghui lost like that.

The provincial capital is much more prosperous than the city they live in. There are many tall buildings, a lot of people, and a lot of traffic. There are especially many people handing out leaflets on the street.Walking on the road, Tan Xianghui had a cold expression on his face. The little girls didn't dare to pass the leaflets in front of him. In a blink of an eye, he saw a handsome guy who seemed much easier to get along with, and the leaflets in his hand flew towards him almost spontaneously. past.He Yinrong didn't refuse either. He took the leaflets and smiled at them. This reaction made the number of leaflets in his hand even more.When the two of them reached the entrance of the convention and exhibition center, Tan Xianghui turned his head and saw that the person next to him was already holding a thick stack. If it weren't for the uneven size and style of the leaflets, passers-by might have come to He Yinrong's hand Li Suo asked for leaflets... He Yinrong said "I'm used to this kind of thing" on his face, and naturally walked to a trash can and threw them into the recyclable garbage collection box.Only then did Tan Xianghui say, "Go in."

"Convention and Exhibition Center?" He Yinrong took a look at this silver building with a sense of design. There was a sign beside the entrance with a big "Automobile Exhibition" printed on it.His heart was almost instantly sunk by these five words.

"Are you going to the car show?" he asked.

"Well. Rolls-Royce is exhibited here today." Tan Xianghui introduced it solemnly, but suddenly found that He Yinrong's face was a bit ugly, as if a layer of soot had fallen on his skin, or as if a cloud of black clouds covered the sun .No matter how dull he is, he can still see the change of He Yinrong's mood at the moment.Isn't he pleasantly surprised?

The two remained in a stalemate for half a minute.

"Go back." He Yinrong finally spoke, his voice trembling, as if he was suppressing some violent ups and downs.Like anger.His eyes avoided Tan Xianghui, but the fierceness inside was still clear at a glance, the hands hanging on both sides of his body were clenched into fists, and the bulging veins on the back of his hands were beating with his pulse.

He is really angry.

He really didn't expect that Tan Xianghui would do this.Fortunately, he still felt nervous before, and even had a glimmer of hope in his heart.Perhaps it was Tan Xianghui who understood his feelings and wanted to accept him, maybe... But in the current situation, he only felt lost, embarrassed, angry, and even a little self-loathing.He never realized that he was such an optimistic idiot. Tan Xianghui didn't understand his meaning at all, but completely misunderstood it. His thoughts were just thrown into the trash can like this. The stack of leaflets in my hand just now.Tan Xianghui received them, but never thought that there would be important things written on them, so no matter how much he persisted and forbeared, he was doing nothing.He will never understand his own feelings.

No matter how calm Ren Tan Xianghui was usually, he was now at a loss by He Yinrong's sudden change.He took a step forward, but before he could say anything, He Yinrong immediately took a step back.Tan Xianghui's steps froze, and he stood awkwardly on the spot, with his hand still half-raised forward - he wanted to pull He Yinrong's shoulder just now, but before he could do this, He Yinrong stepped back first. His resistance was so obvious.The calm mask on his face finally fell off, his brows were furrowed, the corners of his mouth were drawn extremely flat, and he even blurted out the question: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing. I just want to go back." Saying this, He Yinrong didn't look like he was in a "nothing" state at all. When he turned around, his fists never loosened, and they were even clenched even tighter. It was so tight that even the joints were aching.This time, Tan Xianghui did not hesitate, and grabbed He Yinrong's shoulder from behind. To He Yinrong, this hand was no different from a soldering iron. A roar that is about to erupt.He raised his hand and shook Tan Xianghui away forcefully, with a knife-like rage in his eyes, He Yinrong yelled at him uncontrollably: "I said I want to go back!"

"He Yinrong!" Tan Xianghui's voice was no louder than his, but to He Yinrong's ears, it was like a thunder that completely blew away his reason.No longer caring about what should or shouldn't be, whether it's appropriate or not, He Yinrong blurted out and put the question that he was determined never to say in front of Tan Xianghui: "What do you think of our relationship?"

I thought Tan Xianghui would be speechless, but his answer was almost without thinking: "We are good brothers."

Brother... Brother... He Yinrong only felt that his eyes were full of blood, and even his chest throbbed violently. He raised his right hand and grabbed the clothes on his left chest, his expression was even more distorted by the pain.Even if the pair of black-rimmed glasses are still on the bridge of the nose, they can no longer help him create an illusion of elegance.The pain seemed to calm him down suddenly, like a person who was on fire, pushed the door and escaped from the stove to the outside—and it was freezing rain outside.It turns out that this is the feeling of complete despair.He Yinrong wanted to laugh inexplicably, the upturned corners of his mouth made Tan Xianghui's eyebrows wrinkle even tighter, but he couldn't say anything.

He didn't know what he did wrong to make He Yinrong so angry.

"I'm going back." When he spoke again, He Yinrong's voice had returned to calm. He let go of the hand on the clothes on his chest, lifted it up, and wiped his lips and chin with the back of his hand.After doing this, he didn't stay any longer, turned around neatly, and walked alone to the way the two came.

Tan Xianghui wanted to stop him, but he couldn't speak. He Yinrong's back was not tall, but it was like a solid wall that could not be overthrown, completely separating the two of them in two worlds.