oxygen

Yu Zhou was stunned for a few seconds before stepping on the brick slowly, and then grabbed Song Chuan's hand.

His hands are a little cold and thin, but the bones are not broken.

With Song Chuan's pull, Yu Zhou easily stepped on it.

He poked his head out a little bit to check the height, it wasn't too high, but his heart was beating fast all the time, and the roots of his ears burned a little, he didn't know if it was because he was afraid of heights or because of Song Chuan.

"Are you afraid?" Song Chuan asked.

"It's okay." Yu Zhou said.

"Jump together," Song Chuan said, "Hurry up, there will be security guards to check on you later."

It was okay to jump down, but the stamina made the heels a little numb.

"Where are you going?" Yu Zhou looked around, there were only street lamps and trees, no one on the road, not even a shop... unexpectedly there was one in front!

unbelievable!There is a store near the school!

"You just come with me." Song Chuan said.

Yu Zhou stared at the store that was getting closer and closer in front of him: "Where did that store come from? Don't you just want to take me there?"

"This store opened recently," Song Chuan helped the bag that was about to slip off his shoulders, "How is that possible! Am I such a moodless person! It's too disrespectful to go shopping for a store on my birthday!"

"Besides, you have no money." Yu Zhou added.

"Yes," Song Chuan said, "but my dad will send me money tomorrow."

This is the second time Yu Zhou heard him mention his father, the first time was at his home.

"arrive."

Song Chuan laughed.

Yu Zhou had been thinking about the past just now, and only now did he notice where he was.

They walked to a bridge. There were cars speeding past on the road in the middle of the bridge from time to time. There were rows of street lights beside the bridge. The dim light shone on the road and reflected on the river, but most of the dots of light on the river were on the river bank. neon signs and lights on tall buildings.Standing by the bridge is still windy, very cool, blowing away the heat in Yu Zhou's ears.

"Does it look good?" Song Chuan put his hands on the railing and looked at Yu Zhou with a smile.

The eyes are the bright lights on the river, like stars in the night sky scattered on the river, the night wind is in the ear, and the smiling Song Chuan is beside him.

In a trance, he felt that it was as hazy and beautiful as a dream.

"It looks good." The corners of Yu Zhou's mouth raised unconsciously. Maybe tonight, maybe at this moment, he can temporarily stop thinking about the things that have been bothering him, the unspeakable family, and the love he has for him. Song...

Yu Zhou glanced at Song Chuan. He was looking at the light on the river. The wind blew his fine hair, and there was a little light in his eyes.

He felt his breath stop at that glance.

...don't think about it.

Impossible and impossible.

The person is right next to him, only five or six centimeters away from him, and he can be seen when he turns his head.

profile.

Yu Zhou sighed.

Even though it's just a profile face, it's still pretty.

Be excited, Yu Zhou.

It's really disappointing... To be deceived by beauty in my lifetime!

No, maybe it's not just the beauty, but also Song Chuan's concern for himself, and the many, many things he has done for himself.

Every day they get along, he is quite comfortable, although there have also been estrangements.

Self-mutilation... He thought of Song Chuan asking himself that day.

"Are you still self-harming?"

He quietly glanced at his wrist.

The scars have disappeared and the surface is smooth.

Maybe you can let it go.

The wind really makes people feel at ease, and Yu Zhou feels that he is about to blow himself soft.

He even wanted to give Song Chuan a hug.

crazy.

Really going crazy.

But he didn't dare to do this, he was afraid that he and Song Chuan would not be able to be friends in the future.

But Song Chuan often touches him, so this will only scare him, and he won't think too much like Yu Zhou.

Yu Zhou raised the corner of his mouth.

"Happy birthday, Yu Zhou," Song Chuan turned to look at Yu Zhou, "I hope that 17-year-old brother Zhou will become cooler and happier every day."

Yu Zhou couldn't help laughing: "It's almost tomorrow, so happy birthday to you."

"I didn't talk about it before, but now it's just the two of us, and I want to come here for a serious time." Song Chuan looked at Yu Zhou with a smile, "Human, you have to have a sense of ceremony."

Before Zhou could speak, Song Chuan said again: "Why do you feel so young... It turns out that I have been staying with 16-year-old brother Zhou all the time."

"It's just a few months later than you." Yu Zhou replied.

"Okay," Song Chuan said, unzipping his schoolbag with a mysterious expression on his face, "The next thing is the grand finale..."

Then Yu Zhou watched as Song Chuan took out a pink heart-shaped box, which seemed to be... Dove's logo.

Another heart-shaped box, apparently Ferrero.

Another box.

Another box.

Another box.

again……

Song Chuan put another box on the heart-shaped "tower" that was piled up and crumbling before he stopped.

Kind of spectacular.

Yu Zhou looked at the heart-shaped pagoda approaching Song Chuan's waist and secretly said fuck it.

"Are you surprised?" Song Chuan smiled.

"It's scary enough," Yu Zhou wanted to laugh, "Don't pour it, the chocolate will break."

"Fuck, how did you know it was chocolate?" Song Chuan was shocked.

"No...you look so obvious, it's not like I can't recognize it if I haven't eaten it before." Yu Zhou was a little convinced, "Even if I can't afford it, I can still read."

Song Chuan picked up the top box, opened it, and took out two.

"Here." Song Chuan handed him one.

It's Ferrero.

Yu Zhou took it, looking at the chocolate wrapped in golden tinfoil in his hand, his eyes were a little sore.

"Thank you." Yu Zhou held back his emotions, he didn't want to be so ashamed.

I wish brother Zhou more and more cool.

He didn't want to cry to him on the spot after receiving this blessing.

Yu Zhou was afraid of hitting Song Chuan, what if this cub doesn't believe in the power of blessings in the future?Still have to leave him with some fantasy.

Blessings are all useful, at least Song Chuan's blessings to himself must be useful.

It will be cool, and it will be fun.

Just seeing you makes me happy.

Chocolate is sweet, but not greasy.

"...Thank you." Yu Zhou said.

"How many times have you said thank you tonight?" Song Chuan smiled, "Why are you so polite, in fact, every time I hear you say thank you, I want to scold you."

"Why?" Yu Zhou looked at him.

"Because...it feels like you are unfamiliar with us when you say thank you. Because this kind of thank you is not welcome, it is usually said to people who are not familiar with it." Song Chuan paused, looked into Yu Zhou's eyes and said, " I hope that I can have a relationship with you that doesn't need to say thank you."

Song Chuan saw Yu Zhou's eyes widen slightly, but only for a moment, he smiled rarely: "We are already, but I'm afraid..."

afraid.

What to be afraid of.

I am afraid that the friendship between Song Chuan and himself is one-sided, and I am afraid that Song Chuan actually doesn't care about himself at all.

Yu Zhou fell silent. Just as Song Chuan was about to ask, his eyes moved, and he lowered his head slightly and said softly, "I'm afraid you don't care about me at all."

Yu Zhou was still a little trembling after saying this, because it was too ambiguous to say that he had special thoughts about himself.

"No," Song Chuan firmly denied, "I'm really, really glad I met you."

"Although it was because of my mother...that's why I paid so much attention to you, but then I really think you are a very good person."

"Your mother..." Yu Zhou hesitated a little, not knowing whether to speak or not.

Song Chuan saw his hesitation, waved his hands and smiled easily: "It's okay, it's over."

"Actually, my mother was not very happy marrying my father at that time. The two of them... have never been in harmony, and it's not that they quarreled. It's just that the relationship is relatively cold. Then my father was also dull. At that time, his heart was full of work, but he is actually working to make us live better... But my mother can't think about it. Women are always more sensitive. After so many years, no matter how small emotions accumulate, they can become big things. At that time, I also Small, ignorant, often makes my mother unhappy..."

"But I thought liveliness would be flattering..."

Song Chuan's voice became smaller and smaller, and he was still trembling a little. He lay on the railing and kept his head down. His voice was so low that he could hardly hear it.

"Stop talking about Song Chuan."

Yu Zhou hugged him from behind.

"Don't think about the past, and don't blame yourself..." Yu Zhou's chin rested on his shoulder, and he felt his heart beating a little faster.

Song Chuan didn't answer, nor did he move.

Why are you talking about this on your birthday!Look at how sad it is now!

Yu Zhou blamed himself a little, his voice trembled a little, but he still said this: "I really feel sorry for you."

After a while, Song Chuan asked softly, "Really?"

Yu Zhou froze for a moment, then smiled: "Yes."

After that, the two of them didn't stay on the bridge for long, and went back after tasting each kind of chocolate.

So Yu Zhou climbed over the wall twice in one night.

"Are you going back to the dormitory?" Song Chuan asked him at the stairs of the dormitory.

"Otherwise? It's all here, where do you ask me to go back? Otherwise, I will go to evening self-study?" Yu Zhou was speechless, and sometimes Song Chuan asked questions that could not tell that he was a top ten person in the class.

Song Chuan smiled: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back and find me."

?

What do you mean?

Looking at the door that couldn't be opened, Yu Zhou understood Song Chuan's words.

God!Those who went out were too anxious to let them stay in the door!

I don't know if this group of people helped him cover when the dormitory supervisor came...

Yu Zhou sighed, and went downstairs to find Song Chuan again.

Song Chuan was standing in front of their door waiting for Yu Zhou.

"We met again, what a coincidence, brother Zhou." Song Chuan smiled.

Yu Zhou was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to speak.

Before Zhou could speak, Song Chuan whispered again: "I told them in advance to leave a door for me, isn't it smart?"

"Yeah." Yu Zhou was perfunctory.

Song Chuan gently pushed the door open, turned his head to look at Yu Zhou and tilted his head inside, motioning for him to go in first.

Yu Zhou went in lightly, and there was a slight snoring sound inside.

There is an empty bed in the lower bunk on the left, which belongs to Song Chuan.

The bed was neat, not as messy as he imagined, and the quilt was almost wrinkled.

Song Chuan put down his bag and began to undress.

First the coat, then the inner.

Looking at Song Chuan Yuzhou who only had one single shirt left, he was a little shocked.

"Take it off," Song Chuan said in a low voice, "Aren't you going to sleep? There's still class tomorrow morning."

"Oh oh!" Yu Zhou replied in a low voice.

Just thinking about where to go!It's time to fight!

It's a bit cramped for two people to squeeze into one bed, but it's okay, and it's quite warm in a bit cold weather.

Feeling the body temperature of Song Chuan, he felt his face burn uncontrollably again.

His body trembled a little, and his whole body was a little tense.

what to sleep!Even if there is a place to sleep, how can you fall asleep like this!

I didn't dare to move here, for fear of bumping into something that shouldn't be touched.On the other hand, Song Chuan was very active and kept adjusting his sleeping position.

After a few minutes.

"Are you asleep?" Song Chuan asked softly.

Yu Zhou didn't answer, nor did he want to answer, he was still tense.

Pretend to be asleep.

Seeing that he didn't get a response, Song Chuan thought Yu Zhou fell asleep so soon.

"……Good night."

After a while, Song Chuan whispered something.

Although the voice was very small, Yu Zhou could still hear a faint smile.

good night.

he said in his heart.

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It's over.The long-lost update, I am too procrastinated.