out of control relationship

The peach blossoms are gone, and it's May in a blink of an eye.

Facing the college entrance examination approaching day by day, the students who were bombarded with various mock exams every day also smoothly transitioned from nervousness to numbness. By the end of May, they simply didn't care.

The calendar hanging next to the blackboard is getting thinner and thinner. The days that I once thought were so far away seem to be approaching all of a sudden.

In the classroom at this time, the sad atmosphere of going to separate places became more intense. Qin Yuan had already been dragged to two parties by the pestering girls. Who made him maintain his external image too well? They have never succeeded, and without exception, they have become the object of being hugged and crying, "The gods don't leave me" and "I heard that college boys are not handsome at all".

On the last weekend before graduation, the whole class got together for a break-up meal, and the students who went to the arts and went abroad also rushed back now. At this moment of parting, all grievances and grievances are settled, and the old suspicions that should be cleared up, Take the opportunity to confess, take the opportunity to confess.Qin Yuan didn't have any wishes to fulfill, so he just sat drinking among a group of booing boys, and occasionally clinked glasses with girls who came to toast.

So he drank too much without any suspense.

Wang Yihong didn't understand the troubles of the celebrity at all, so he could only drag his iron porcelain out of the dinner, stuffed it into a taxi, and transported him home like a corpse in horse leather.

At noon on the weekend, the car was still easy to take. The car was wobbly and had a hypnotic effect. He spent a long time talking to this dead body who could "open his eyes to the sun" along the way: "Are you okay?"

"I'm not drunk."

Qin Yuan sat upright. If it wasn't for his blushing face, he would look as serious as being called to answer questions in class, "I just don't know why, but my legs are a little soft."

"You're almost there!"

Wang Yihong sighed dumbfoundedly, and continued to command the driver, "Just stop at the gate of this community."

When getting out of the car, Qin Yuan still held his hand tightly, "I've been taking care of you for the past three years."

Usually Qin Yuan is not the type who can say such things, but Wang Yihong has been wandering with him for three years, and he no longer understands his temper that much, so he supported his arm and patted him on the shoulder very proudly , "Don't be polite with me, buddy, see you."

"Okay, we can't see outside," Qin Yuan suppressed a smile, and drew a semicircle in the air with his fingers, "Go away."

"Fuck, I really thought it was gone. Be careful I unloaded my desk for evening self-study." After cursing with a smile, Wang Yihong got back into the taxi, reported a new address, and waved out the window, "Let's go .”

"Walk slowly."

Qin Yuan watched the taxi turn the intersection, stood there for a while in the bright sunshine, and then walked back slowly.

He leaned against the wall to find the key to open the door. When he entered the room, he threw himself on the sofa before he could drink water. He kicked his shoes alternately with his left and right feet, took off his coat indiscriminately and put it on his body. Li quickly fell asleep.

This kind of drunken state is best for sleeping.He has been reviewing part-time work day and night recently, and lacks rest. At this time, it seems that the exhaustion accumulated for many days rebounded instantly, and he slept very soundly.

He didn't even hear the news of Qin Shuobei returning home.

As soon as Qin Shuobei entered the room, he first smelled the faint smell of alcohol, which lingered quietly in the air of his deep sleep, which would not make people feel disgusted, because such a sleeping face was really rare.

Have a drink?

So much so that when he first came in, he was breathing lightly, and after a while he remembered what he was planning to do when he came back. He walked carefully back to the bedroom to change his school uniform, went to the kitchen to boil a pot of boiling water, and then tiptoed over and put the Qin Yuan hung up the coat on the hanger, and covered him with a thin blanket.

In this weather, the indoor temperature is generally slightly lower than the outdoor temperature.

After doing everything he could think of quietly, he took a reference book, moved to the armchair next to the sofa and sat down, staring at Qin Yuan's exposed hair for a long time.

The clock hanging on the wall keeps ticking, but it turns slower and slower in his ears.

——Since when did you become greedy for this gentleness?

Before Qin Shuobei was ten years old, he shared a double bed with Qin Yuan for a while.Because the family conditions were limited at that time, he had not bought another bed for him, and he was young and needed someone to accompany him, so he slept with his brother as a matter of course.

Mother gave them the big bedroom and rearranged the layout of the room. The desk was facing the window, and the bed was facing the wall. Qin Yuan spread another quilt and let Qin Shuobei sleep in it.

It is said that insecure people like small places.

It should be said that from then on, Qin Yuan was very good at making decisions for him, very much like a "brother".He knows that in this special relationship, he has responsibilities beyond his likes and dislikes, so no matter what he thinks in his heart, he will take good care of this younger brother within the scope of affection.

Qin Shuobei would often wake up at night with insomnia and night sweats. Once he had a nightmare about being beaten or running away, he would toss and turn all night, which would inevitably wake Qin Yuan up.

He wrapped himself in a quilt until he could not move like a silkworm chrysalis, his back was pressed against the wall, and in the dark night in the room divided into black and white, he stared at the tree shadows swayed by the wind outside the window with his eyes open. When will the sky light up, look at Qin Yuan who is close at hand, frowning.

He was afraid of being scolded, so he quickly put his head back under the quilt, but he didn't.

After waking up, Qin Yuan opened his eyes halfway, groped for the weak and restless child in the dark, turned over and hugged him in his arms, and patted his back with soft palms one after another.

"Go to sleep."

It was one of the few things in Qin Shuobei, and it was something that he would miss every time he thought of it.

"..."

Qin Yuan suddenly turned over in his sleep, and seemed to be uttering a series of vague dreams.

Qin Shuobei hesitated again and again, and finally stretched out his hand, and gently pressed the back of his right index finger against Qin Yuan's thin lips.

He didn't blink.

After staying for a moment, he withdrew his hand and kissed the warm fingers, his black eyes were as soft as velvet.

After finishing all this calmly, his gaze finally returned to the book on his lap, as if he had comprehended all the obscure spirits in an instant, and the cumbersome words that were so annoying just now also moved with his heart and became cute now .

After another 10 minutes, Qin Yuan woke up.

His breathing gradually became full, his light-colored hair was loosened and scattered on his forehead, his eyelashes were glued together, and the movement to get up was all instinctive, his hand hit Qin Shuobei's calf, his whole body was in a daze, his voice fluttered Tired and hoarse, I don't know what to say.

Qin Shuobei didn't hear clearly, bent down and pressed his ear, "What's wrong?"

The moment he leaned over, Qin Yuan, in this half-dream and half-awake state, felt another person's body temperature and the gardenia smell of detergent on his collar. When he stepped on something sharp, the numb and itchy feeling made his scalp tense, and he forgot what he wanted to say.

Qin Shuobei probably thought he was uncomfortable, touched the back of his hand, "Do you want water?"

He suddenly woke up, his mind was empty for a moment, and he nodded his head, Qin Shuobei put down his book and went to the kitchen to pour water for him.

He looked at his back, the weird and ambiguous thoughts still refused to dissipate, making people's heart palpitations unstoppable.