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"Feifei, save me, save me."

"What's wrong with you?" A low hum came from the toilet cubicle, "I'm going to the toilet."

"Classroom No. [-], come here quickly." Yi Pingmo's hand holding the phone trembled, and fine sweat dripped from his forehead.People in the classroom walked out one after another, and Yi Pingmo threw his schoolbag from the table to the ground, as if trying to cover something.

The boy on the right took the remaining half bottle of Coke, finally pushed the bench forward and left the classroom.

Yi Pingmo lowered his head and rested his forehead on the corner of the table, his eyes were already red.There is a voice in my heart telling me that this is nothing, I can't cry, I can't cry.

"Mo'er, let's go." Yi San'er stood at the door of the classroom and called inside.

Yi Ping moaned something like you go first, but there was no movement for a while.

Yi San'er withdrew his hand from his pocket and walked towards the corner of the classroom.

Yi Pingmo turned his back to him, and was almost insane from being frightened by the heavy footsteps one by one. She suddenly felt like the unlucky guy in a horror movie, and the god of death had obviously been eyeing her.

"You go first!" Yi Ping Mo yelled out, and Yi San'er felt that there was not only anger, anger, but also - helplessness in this voice.Yi San'er continued to walk towards Yi Pingmo's position, and he observed quietly.Yi Pingmo bent over as if she was uncomfortable, but she didn't clenched her hands. Normally, when she felt uncomfortable, it must be a trilogy of screaming, frowning, and clenching fists, but today is weird.

"Brother, you go first, I beg you." Yi Ping mo choked up as if begging for mercy.

Yi San'er didn't speak. He stood by and looked at it. Suddenly, he saw a darker piece on the red schoolbag strap on the ground, and this piece continued to expand.The red liquid on the chair legs was still dripping quietly.

Yi San'er took off his coat, stood behind Yi Pingmo, stretched out his hands, and tied the two sleeves of the clothes around Yi Pingmo's waist. "Go to the bathroom."

Yi Pingmo was stunned for a moment, tears were about to come out of his eyes, but Yi San'er pulled him up, "Go quickly." Yi Pingmo squatted on the ground, took out the sanitary napkin from his schoolbag and ran out quickly.

Yi San'er squatted on the ground, took out the toilet paper in his pocket and wiped it expressionlessly.I heard people say that the mental development of dragon and phoenix twins is the same in everything, but it seems that Yi San'er's mind has become more mature since the moment the doctor picked him up first.Their parents went out to work to earn money when they were young, so Yi San'er was forced to bear the burden of the family with his thin and weak shoulders.

Yi Pingmo was brought up by him since he was a child, and now... he has grown into a big girl, knowing how to avoid suspicion.Yi San'er thought in his heart, suddenly he felt uncomfortable.

It's going to rain, my sister is going to grow up, it's not up to anyone.

After Yi Pingmo wiped it clean with paper, he went out to find a mop to mop the floor.Yi Pingmo stood at the stairs and looked out nervously, with his hands crossed behind his back.

Yi San'er pinched the corner of the schoolbag with two fingers and took it out.When he reached the stairs, he patted Yi Pingmo on the shoulder, "Let's go."

There was a slight sobbing sound from behind, and Yi San'er wanted to turn his head to have a look, but Yi Pingmo turned his head back with his hand. "Don't look."

"...Don't cry, what a big deal."

"Shame... shame." Yi Ping mo cried, and Dou Da's tears flowed down his nose and into his mouth.

"What's the matter, they are all medical students." Yi San'er tried to comfort her, but found that he didn't know what to say.Yi San'er stopped, it was the first time that he regretted that he didn't have the ability to speak easily, and when he was about to think about his words seriously, Yi Pingmo put his head against his back from behind and made a muffled sound , "Brother, thank you."

Well, a voice in Yi San'er's heart answered quietly.Yi Ping's last cry is like sunshine after a long snowfall, which makes the world shine brightly as soon as it comes out of the clouds, and dispels the loneliness in that corner of my heart.

On the other side of the stairs, He Zhi Xu took Zhao Mingting's wrist and ran towards the first floor. "Are your legs sharp?" Zhao Mingting asked angrily.

"It's been so long, good morning."

It's been so long, Zhao Mingting thought, another two months have passed.Since they visited He Zhixu's house last time, they have maintained a tepid relationship like this.No one dared to pierce it, and...

Zhao Mingting thought, no one wants to expose it?What about yourself?

He Zhi Xu dragged Zhao Mingting to the back of a teaching building. This building only had three floors, and the house was rather dilapidated.He Zhixu didn't take a class here, but this is the best place for him to investigate.

"Stand here and wait for me." He Zhixu said.

Looking at the building, Zhao Mingting's mouth twitched.

He Zhixu ran to the top of the building and took out the things he had prepared from behind the door.He stood on the roof of the building with his back against the setting sun, which happened to be not far above his head, and the sun was shining from behind him, leaving him alone in the shadows, lonely and indifferent.

Zhao Mingting looked at the roof of the building stupidly, He Zhixu's face could not be seen clearly, and his voice became weak, so he could only pay more attention to He Zhixu's movements.

He Zhixu gently lowered a green balloon from the roof of the building. Two or three balloons were tied together with a card at the end of the rope. Zhao Mingting quietly waited for the balloon to fall. Where is it, I stood there one step earlier.

After standing still, he looked up at the sky and saw green balloons floating down slowly.When he suddenly looked up, he found that he had already been shrouded in it, and the sunlight was gradually blocked and fragmented. In the sparse gap, he saw that He Zhixu was still sinking in the shadow, but it was different from the loneliness just now, he felt that He Zhi Xu must be staring at himself with the corners of his mouth raised.

The first green balloon finally landed in front of him, Zhao Mingting stretched out his hands, holding up the greeting card almost reverently.He gently opened the greeting card, only to see that it was written in Juanxiu's handwriting: For Zhao Mingting.

The next two lines of writing Zhao Mingting closed the greeting card without daring to read it. He felt that he needed to do some mental construction in advance, otherwise the blood roaring to his brain would end his life on the spot.

Zhao Mingting knew that He Zhixu was much more naive than him. Although this guy was abandoned by his family since he was a child, he seemed to be more convinced of the beauty of life because of the adoptive mother whom He Zhixu called a big beauty.

He Zhixu never seems to think that there is anything wrong with the love between the same sex, and completely adheres to the concept that existence is reasonable.

Zhao Mingting opened the greeting card, looked at the two lines of words that made his temples bulge, and didn't know what to do.

He is like a vine going up to the sky, and I am like a root going down to the ground.

We are not people all the way, why bother to meet each other, why worry about separation.Zhao Mingting's heart was suddenly covered with a dark shadow of sadness, and when he could hear his secret love was about to blossom and bear fruit, he uprooted it.

The Junxiu handwriting on the greeting card reads "Like it, stay with me", so the cause and effect are clear, and the short words are like a heavy stone in Zhao Mingting's heart, sinking in the abyss of his heart, and there is no time to make ripples , and touched the answer that was ready to come out.

At that moment, Zhao Mingting realized that he was so powerless that no amount of secret love and admiration could free himself from the shackles of morality. After all, the heavy desire was pulled back by reason as thin as a hair, and closed in front of him. That door barely shut him out.

"Zhao Mingting?"

A call, like a cloud-piercing arrow, broke the haze in Zhao Mingting's heart, and he rushed straight to the answer that was about to surface, which was quite sad.

Zhao Mingting raised his head and saw He Zhixu's furrowed brows and red eye sockets.Desire ran wild in that garden like a tiger.

"En." Zhao Mingting replied, there seemed to be two flames flickering in his eyes.