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In fact, before He Zhao opened his mouth, Yi Shi saw that he had opened the draft book, which was full of exciting drafts.

He wasn't thinking about the topic tonight, he was paying attention to He Zhao all the time.

He watched as He Zhao finished writing a big biology question and made 3 mistakes.Seeing He Zhao staring at the physics problem in a daze, he didn't write a single word for half an hour. He had told him about similar problem types many times, but he still didn't remember it.Watching He Zhao show off to Luo Hao, Zhang Peng made Luo Hao's favorite braised prawns tonight.Watching He Zhao snatch a ginger candy from Liu Xiaoyun, he could smell the ginger candy in his mouth halfway through the class.Watching He Zhao open the draft book, he was stunned when he saw his name on the page.

Time seemed to stand still while He Zhao spoke, but Yi Shi knew that He Zhao would definitely ask.

He was always frankly curious.

The moment He Zhao opened his mouth, Yi Shi hoped that He Zhao could ask a few more questions, preferably until he was speechless and had to admit the secret he was hiding.

But He Zhao didn't.

He was just a little puzzled, and muttered: "Is my name suitable for calligraphy practice? The interface of the fonts are all horizontal hooks?"

Yi Shi thought with some self-mockery, such a smart and sensitive person just thought of this.

Unlike He Zhao, Yi Shi realized early on that he liked He Zhao.

He grew up abroad and has seen many same-sex lovers, as well as many sex activities of LGBTQ groups. He knows exactly what his love is.

He didn't believe in fate, but he also thought vulgarly that maybe it was God's will to send him to He Zhao's side.

After his hand was injured, he has been in a state of irritability that his fate has been forcibly rewritten. It's not that he has to take the road of music, but it feels uncomfortable to be pardoned.Grandma had been tortured by illness for too long. Two days before her death, she was in a very good state of mind. She dragged him and talked a lot. He knew she was finally free, but her mood was still at the bottom.

He has been independent for a long time and is used to being alone.For him, it's the same everywhere, the important thing is to have a clear goal, not to change places.Originally, returning to China was not within his choice, but he just wanted to come back and have a look.

He didn't fall in love with He Zhao at first sight, but when Yi Qian showed him a stack of school documents, he noticed that the school badge on the bottom school introduction was exactly the same as the school badge on the school uniform of the boy who led the way that day. He didn't follow Yi Qian's advice and chose this unbeatable high school.

However, according to the school profile, there are nearly 4000 students in this school. He never thought that he would really meet He Zhao, whom he only met once, and he never thought that He Zhao would really become the most important and special in his life. people.

Perhaps there was a sign, as early as the very beginning, I unconsciously approached He Zhao.

Therefore, it is not surprising that emotions that have never been seen before are derived uncontrollably. Such a passionate and sincere love is like a vine growing wildly in the tropical rainforest. Wrap him tightly.

But this period of time was so good that he greedily wanted to treasure it, and he didn't want to have any bad memories.

There is a photo saved from the post bar in his cell phone photo album.

In the photo, He Zhao is sitting in the sun, casually holding a lollipop in his mouth, talking to the person next to him with his head tilted, with crooked smiling eyes, fluffy hair, and high spirits.It was as if the sun of the whole summer had fallen on him, dazzling and brilliant.

He often flips it out to see how suitable this picture is to be treasured in a paperback book, reminding himself how bright and pure this young man is.

He often has an illusion around He Zhao, an illusion of ease and freedom, as if he can indulge, approach, and steal a little warmth.

Such emotion has never been seen before, so strong that he worries that he will not be able to resist adding something inappropriate to this relationship.

When Yi Rou said he would not go back to China, he thought about leaving.

Just leave that sunny boy in this city.

Think of this month as a sweet dream.

I am just a passenger, and I should leave quietly when I wake up from the dream.

Don't disturb him.

However, such thoughts are short-lived.

The fate between people is too shallow and vague, maybe his good luck in his life is only enough to meet He Zhao this time, and no one knows if there will be a next time.

He has never longed for something like this since he grew up, and he can't suppress it even if he ignores it intentionally. He wants to stay by He Zhao's side longer, longer.

Anything is fine, he is willing to suppress that hot feeling, in exchange for a qualification to stay by his side for a long time.

Returning home from evening self-study, He Zhao bought two hot roasted sweet potatoes on the side of the road, carrying the bag and kept shaking it slightly, shaking it suddenly said: "Adults are very self-willed."

Yi Shi glanced at him quickly: "Aren't you an adult?"

He Zhao's voice was very relaxed: "I'm not self-willed enough."

The street lamp cast a layer of fluffy light on He Zhao's body, and exhaled some inconspicuous white mist, the light and him were very soft.

After a while, Yi Shi's palm landed on the top of his head, and gently rubbed his hair: "Indeed."

He Zhao suddenly felt that the road under his feet became soft with his movement, and the slight wind oncoming became gentle.

"Hey, what should I do, who made me so considerate by nature." His heart beat faster but he pretended to be calm.

"Aren't you good at crying?" Yi Shi said, "You can cry."

He Zhao looked at him suddenly, with a face full of disbelief: "When will I be able to cry? And what's wrong with crying? It's not popular now. Men don't flick their tears easily. Holding it back is not good for your health!"

Yi Shi withdrew his hand, and his tone was rare and gentle: "It's not bad, you can be more willful."

"Why are you so nice to me?" He Zhao asked after walking a few steps.

The cold wind blew He Zhao's forehead hair, he lowered his eyes and stared at the ground.

"Where do you get so much why?" Yi Shi's voice was flat.

Then, he saw He Zhao frowned and snorted softly, obviously dissatisfied with his answer.

Yi Shi has almost been alone in his life for more than ten years. He is not very clear about what a normal family should be like and what everyone is thinking, nor is he very interested, nor does he have much desire to explore.But He Zhao is different from him, he is always looking around curiously, as if he wants to see everything clearly, as if everything must be clear.Maybe it's because he is born with frankness and innocence, is curious and tolerant of the world, does not care about but does not allow ambiguity, and has precise judgments and standards for people and things.So there are always so many "whys" and so many questions, and everything wants an answer.

Whether it's He Zhao's curiosity, whether he hides his emotions and pretends to be relaxed, whether he doesn't show his indulgent emotions to outsiders, or whether he is uniformly careful and gentle to most people, he is very He Zhao, and he is very good.

It's just that sometimes he can guess what He Zhao is thinking, and sometimes he can't.

Just like now, he didn't know how to answer that question so that He Zhao would be satisfied, and he also didn't know whether the answer He Zhao wanted to hear was the one he almost professed to like.

As usual, He Zhao didn't ask aggressively even if he didn't get the answer he wanted, so he changed the subject naturally.

"From now on, I will not only be your deskmate and landlord, but also your roommate." He heard He Zhao sigh.

The voice couldn't hear any bad mood, but it was a little more eager to try.

I don't know what he is thinking again.

"What are you thinking?" He Zhao suddenly turned to look at him, and asked the question he wanted to ask.

After looking at Yi Shi for two seconds, he replied by himself: "I know what you're thinking. You're wondering where this guy has so many ideas. It's too troublesome."

"Half right." Yi Shi said.

"Which half?" He Zhao asked.

"The first half sentence." Yi Shi said.

That's more or less.

He Zhao: "You are very experienced and knowledgeable, of course you don't know that for us teenage children who have not even grown hair, the parents and family are very serious and the top priority. Just the divorce of the parents is very unfortunate, enough to become An excuse and reason for bad boys to rebel."

Yi Shi glanced lightly at him from top to bottom: "Has the hair not even grown yet?"

Lying... trough?

What a focus!

He Zhao opened his mouth, and unconsciously raised his voice: "It's not what you think! It's not that you're really hairless... Hey! What's wrong with you, a foreign friend! Why don't you understand anything! It just means you're a wet boy! Do you know that you are still wet?"

"I don't know." Yi Shi said.

"Young and ignorant! Not yet fledged! Young and old!" He Zhao searched out all the words in his mind, "It is derogatory to describe young people who are immature in thought and behavior. understand?"

Yi Shi was not in a hurry: "What are you excited about?"

"Why am I excited? I'm not excited!" He Zhao retorted with a raised voice.

Just walking into the community, the direction of the cold wind was just blocked by the floor, He Zhao felt a little hot wrapped in his coat.

Suddenly, Yi Shi flicked the back of He Zhao's head, He Zhao was startled, immediately touched the back of his head and glared at him.

Yi Shi smiled lightly.

He Zhao froze for a moment, looked at Yi Shi, and forgot what he wanted to say for a moment.Yi Shi also looked at him, his eyes were like deep lake water, not the usual cold and calm look, there seemed to be thin ripples, and there seemed to be many deep and secret undercurrents hidden, attracting people to come closer to see clearly.

"I found that you are really..." He Zhao said, his throat a little tight.

Every time he was in a bad mood, Yi Shi would gently accept the emotions that seemed to him to be unreasonable.

But Yi Shi hardly showed his emotions, he was taciturn and kept everything in his heart.

But looking at each other just now, He Zhao seemed to see a gleam of light from the thick iceberg, and felt an indescribable itching in his heart.

"Really what?" Yi Shi looked away and didn't look at him again.

"Where do you have so many questions?" He Zhao countered.

As he walked up the stairs step by step, He Zhao pretended to be casual and asked the question that had haunted him all week: "Do you have someone you like?"

Yi Shi paused: "Why do you ask that?"

"Just ask, what kind of girl do you like?" He Zhao pretended to be natural.

"How do you know I like girls?" After a while, Yi Shi asked back very lightly, so lightly that He Zhao almost thought he was having auditory hallucinations.

He Zhao's heart beat violently, and it took him a while to ask, "Do you like boys?"

"I don't know, it depends on the person." Yi Shi said.

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