Male heart trembling

The dormitory of the school cannot be compared with Mr. Tang's home. Deep down, I am not a person who is obsessed with a comfortable life. Although I have been living in unhappiness in the past, it has not prompted me to pursue interests, but has made me more happy. Adapt to a tough life.

Although the dormitory is not difficult, it also makes me uncomfortable, and the only discomfort is that there is no Mr. Tang.

Lying on the bed, turning off the lights, listening to the five brothers bragging about the mountains, sleepiness struck, and gradually fell asleep.In his sleep, Mr. Tang's figure was unsurprisingly, and the words he said before breaking up.

"I want to protect you."

When I was awake, I was only moved by this sentence, but I didn't pay more attention to it. It was not until I was asleep that I was able to read it clearly and repeated it over and over again.In my dream, I accurately imitated the tone and intonation of Mr. Tang's speech, but I just couldn't see his face.

This made me a little anxious, and I woke up anxiously. It was still dark outside, but I didn't feel sleepy anymore.I really want to call Mr. Tang, or send a text message, but it's still early, so I can only bear it.

Turn on the phone, and repeat the song "Occasionally Still Thinking of You" for lovesickness.

I still think of you sometimes

In the dead of night

Maybe I'm not used to being without you

I still think of you sometimes

repeating familiar scenes

as if i can still hear your voice

However, when listening to this song again, the mood is completely different.The last time I kept listening to it was because I lost the way to contact Mr. Tang. It was a sense of loss of losing someone I liked.But now, I not only have Mr. Tang's mobile phone number, but also have the agreed opportunity to spend the weekend together.

And the understatement, inadvertently gentle and domineering "I want to protect you."

Listening to the familiar melody and thinking about what Mr. Tang said, all that filled my heart was sweetness, and I only hated myself for not being able to snuggle into his arms now.

What was different about this weekend was that he didn't give me money, didn't give me any favors, just took me to his house, spent the weekend together, and then sent me back to school.We have no money transactions, and this is enough to make me happy.

However, there is one more thing that makes me a little uneasy. The boy Mr. Tang mentioned should not just disappear, and there must be something to do with him. Life will not be a partner in the traditional sense, but when I think about the possibility of meeting that boy face to face in the future, I feel a little nervous.

The melody in my ears kept repeating, and my mood was fluctuating and unstable. I especially wanted to take a look at Mr. Tang. It seemed that only by looking at him could I calm my heart—whether it was missing him or worrying about the boy.

Suddenly remembered that there was a photo of Mr. Tang in my mobile phone.I was so happy, I quickly picked up my phone and opened the photo.In the photo, beside the dining table, Mr. Tang is always calm and steady, handsome, masculine and charming.I zoomed in on the photo until his face was all over the screen.There's some blurring, but that doesn't matter, it's still handsome.

I'm starting to appreciate the decision I made, how can I quench my thirst now if I don't get a picture?

The one-week class ends soon, and the closer to Friday, the more excited I am, and this mentality reaches its peak at noon on Friday.

During this week, I didn't get Mr. Tang's care like before. Instead, I would call him once at noon every day. Call you again" to prevaricate me, but say a lot, a lot.

But he never said anything about going to his house on weekends, and I was too embarrassed to ask.It's already noon on Friday, shall I go to his house after class?

The phone rang, it was him who called, and he said a lot, but he didn't mention going to his house. I held back for a long time, and finally asked weakly: "Do I need to go to your house this weekend?" ?”

I think my face must be red.