Yuhe

Back home after school, Song Yuhe couldn't get rid of Fang Weiyi's illness, and finally couldn't help but turn on the computer and check it online out of curiosity.

Some bad pictures popped up on it, almost made Song Yuhe spit it out, it was too ugly and disgusting.

Sure enough, it was an easily infected disease, even the computer was infected.

Song Yuhe wants to help Fang Weiyi heal, if Fang Weiyi recovers from his illness, they can become friends, he is a real angel who can teach him many things.

For example, how to use the rope to seduce souls, how to fight those angels, how to calculate a person's life, this is the first time he knows that he can do these things.

The thirst for power became more and more intense, so that Song Yuhe secretly asked Fang Weiyi for his contact information when he was in school, and asked him questions at night when no one was around.

After staying with Fang Weiyi for a long time, he felt that he seemed to have changed something, but he couldn't tell.

Xu Jinzhong would play basketball with Xin Feng and the others every day before returning home from school. Song Yuhe was not good at sports, so he would find a place to sit quietly and watch Xu Jinzhong play basketball quietly.

Xu Jinzhong is a very dazzling person, no matter where he is, he is the focus, so dazzling that Song Yuhe ignores his own existence, as if he is just a decoration next to his brother Jinzhong.

On Chinese Valentine’s Day, Xu Jinzhong is the boy who received the most love letters in his class. He has a strong aura. There is no one in school who is more handsome than him. In other respects, he is a well-known figure in the school (it has something to do with his ability to make money), and it is not normal for love letters and chocolates not to pile up on the desk.

Song Yuhe thought that he could only eat the apple that Xu Jinzhong gave him in the morning on Qixi Festival, but he didn't expect that there were several love letters on his desk, which was beyond his expectation.

"Hey, can I have a look at your love letters?" Xu Jinzhong leaned forward. In fact, he thought it was normal for Song Yuhe to have dozens of letters. He is so smart in class and always comes first in various competitions. Most girls like this A boy with good grades in this language.

Song Yuhe thought about it, but agreed.

Xu Jinzhong opened the envelope while chewing chocolate, and it was nothing more than what he liked, how he met, and why he liked it.

When Xu Jinzhong saw the signature, he almost choked: "Damn, didn't this girl write me a letter?"

He opened his own envelope and looked at it, and the content was different again.

"Hey, we are not qualified to say what we like now, like me, I have liked many girls." Xu Jinzhong suddenly said with emotion like a philosopher, always seeing one and loving the other, even he himself felt that human feelings are not good. possibly long term.

Song Yuhe's eyes widened, and he asked in a flustered tone, "Which girls have you ever liked?"

Xu Jinzhong looked at the people in the class, pointed at their backs and said:

"At the beginning of school, I liked this girl because she was the most beautiful in the class, but after a while I liked that girl, because the first girl was too fierce, the second girl was gentle, and after that After a while, I liked this girl again because she had good grades and was quiet, and after a while, I liked a girl from another class because she was always lively and cheerful, shining in the crowd."

"what about now?"

"I like now...well, serious girls, I don't want to be put on two legs," Xu Jinzhong replied, turning his head to ask Song Yuhe, "What kind of girl do you like?"

Song Yuhe has never thought about this issue before. The thing he cares most about every day is studying, and he doesn't dare to think about the future. Maybe he wants to keep reading with Xu Jinzhong, and then work with him.

Seeing that Song Yuhe didn't speak, Xu Jinzhong thought he was embarrassed because he had a crush on someone, but he couldn't restrain his curiosity and wanted to know which girl he liked.

"Yuhe, do you like cute or pretty?" Xu Jinzhong asked tentatively.

Song Yuhe was so stupid that he didn't know what Xu Jinzhong was up to, thinking he was just asking this, but he felt that cuteness and beauty didn't conflict at all, so he simply said, "I like both."

"So, do you like gentleness or boldness?"

"like it all."

"..."

Xu Jinzhong simply thought of a more practical question and asked, "Then do you like the one with double ponytails or the one with single ponytail?"

"I have no idea……"

"Big eyes or small eyes?"

Song Yuhe simply shook his head. He was not interested in the girls in his class, and he didn't even communicate with anyone except Xu Jinzhong for several days. Once he took the initiative to talk to a girl, they would feel that he was too gentle to surround him.

"But you have so many love letters... Isn't it true that you really don't like any of them?" Xu Jinzhong seemed to know something important, no boy would not like a girl.

A boy will always have a good impression of those few girls in his life, even if it is just a passing look, it is difficult for Xu Jinzhong to understand, how can someone not like girls?

"Brother Jin Zhong, we are still young, we can't do this, puppy love is forbidden." Song Yuhe began to wring his fingers anxiously.

Xu Jinzhong frowned: "I didn't say puppy love, it's just reciprocity and imitating adults for fun."

"Ah, that's it..." Song Yuhe realized that he was thinking too much.

There is no rule that it must be a festival for adults. They also have fun. This kind of festival is more popular in noble campuses, and gifts are given when the festival comes.

Song Yuhe has been swaying in his seat, not knowing why he is very uneasy, seeing Xu Jinzhong playing with other people, talking and laughing with other people is not happy, this kind of uneasiness gradually accumulates, It finally exploded.

"Brother Jinzhong, can you stop playing with other girls?" Facing Song Yuhe's sudden change of subject, Xu Jinzhong's mind was confused.

"Why?" he asked.

"Because...because..." Song Yuhe is not good at lying, and he made up a reason after repeating it many times, "Because I want to play games with Brother Jinzhong!"

After saying this, Yu He's face turned red.

"Playing games is fine. If you want to play games, just call me." Xu Jinzhong agreed without even thinking about it. Games are still more fun.

Back home after school, Song Yuhe started chatting with Fang Weiyi on the Internet again, asking him if his illness was still cured and how long he could live.

Fang Wei also told Song Yuhe that this disease is incurable. Although it will not cause death, it will accompany a person for the rest of his life, and his buttocks will itch every few days, which is a very scary thing.

Song Yuhe hid under the blanket and shivered, he didn't want his butt to itch.

While taking a bath, Fang Wei also sent some teasing words to this ignorant elementary school boy on his mobile phone. As for whether the elementary school boy can understand him, he doesn't know. It's best if he doesn't understand.

Song Yuhe remembered that Xu Jinzhong asked him which girl he liked during the day, but he couldn't answer, maybe he just didn't know what he liked, so he began to ask senior Fang Weiyi.

Fang Wei also told him that the so-called liking means wanting to see a certain person every day, wanting to get the attention of the other person, and a compliment from the other party will make him happy all day.

Xiao Yuhe carefully searched all the objects in her mind, but was disappointed that there was none.

If there is one, it is also the person he often follows...

Song Yuhe directly closed the phone, he felt that he was sick and caught Fang Weiyi's disease, which could even crawl along the network cable.

Thinking that he would suffer from such a disease that could never be cured, Song Yuhe's heart felt like being cut by a knife. If he contracted this disease, he would definitely be rejected by Xu Jinzhong. Song Yuhe began to sob uncomfortably again.

He has nothing left, and he doesn't want to lose Xu Jinzhong again.

Xu Jinzhong happened to want to show Song Yuhe something, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Song Yuhe sitting on the bed crying. Knowing that he began to miss Teacher Song again, he jumped onto his bed and patted his back to comfort him.

"Yuhe, don't be sad, there is still me."

Song Yuhe was a little afraid to approach Xu Jinzhong, so he chose to sit beside him, ignoring Xu Jinzhong's reassurance.

Now Xu Jinzhong panicked instead. What does this mean? Obviously, it means that he has done something wrong. Maybe Yuhe is angry with himself.

"Yuhe, what's wrong with you?" Xu Jinzhong asked softly.

Song Yuhe got into the bed directly and poked out his head.

"Brother Jinzhong, if...if I get an incurable disease, will you despise me?" Song Yuhe's soft voice came from under the blanket.

"Are you sick? I'll ask Aunt Chen to take you to the doctor." As soon as Xu Jinzhong turned around, Song Yuhe took his hand.

"Brother Jin Zhong, I mean if it's not really sick."

Xu Jinzhong breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled at him: "I can't leave you even more when you are sick, until you recover from the illness."

Song Yuhe looked at him with little stars shining in his eyes.

Apart from his mother in this world, brother Jin Zhong is probably the best person to him, and he always treats himself so tenderly.

After Xu Jinzhong left, Song Yuhe turned on the phone again and asked Fang Weiyi how he could not infect the people around him. Fang Weiyi told him that the easiest way was to hide it, as long as he didn't say it.

Song Yuhe wanted to hide his illness, as long as Brother Jin Zhong would not leave him, he would be willing to hide it for the rest of his life.

But a lifetime is a long time, Xiao Yuhe thinks he can bear it because of his innocence when he was young, and as his illness progresses when he grows up, the feeling of being terminally ill always makes him willing to go to the flames for short-term warmth.

This kind of disease made him erode his own flesh and blood, and he was always acting stupid, driving himself into the abyss step by step.