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In the living room, only the floor lamp was turned on, and after Yi Shi put down the book, he dimmed it a little. The light outlined Yi Shi's handsome face, with a high nose and thin lips, deep and shallow, and serious eyebrows and eyes.

His gaze fell on He Zhao's face, as if he hadn't reacted at all, but also seemed to be staring at him deeply.

"I'll give you ten seconds to think about it, ten, nine, eight, seven, six..." He Zhao and Yi Shi were separated by a short distance, almost touching, with lingering breaths, "Five, Four, three, two, one."

Yi Shi's fingers resting on the sofa curled up slightly, neither moving nor avoiding.

He Zhao gently and slowly touched Yi Shi's lips.

After only a second of pause, he moved away, took a light breath with difficulty, and relieved the overloaded heartbeat: "My heartbeat is good..."

Before he finished speaking, Yi Shi turned his face slightly, kissed her, and breathed together again.

He Zhao's mind went blank, as if hot alcohol rushed to his limbs, bursting in every part of his body.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, and layers of water curtains slipped from the glass, wet and cold, and the cold wave of winter came as promised.

The teenagers encountered the first heavy rain in late spring and early summer in their lives. It was majestic, hot, and turbulent. It exploded like stars and scattered, and they were caught off guard.

The rain seemed to have stopped, but it didn’t seem to have stopped. There was no sound of rain, and the sound of the TV seemed to have disappeared. The whole room, the whole world, became quiet, only the sound of each other’s violent heartbeats.

This state of floating in the clouds lasted for a long time, and He Zhao's whole heart was swollen and soft, and it became sweet and sour when poked lightly.

It wasn't until the phone vibrated that He Zhao floated to the ground and returned to the slightly noisy environment in the background.

He got up suddenly, and under Yi Shi's gaze, he took out a small cake from the refrigerator.

"Happy 17th birthday, I hope you are happy every day and forever." He Zhao smiled with his eyes bent, his brows were soft, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, and the amber eyes seemed to sparkle.

Yi Shi kept looking at him for a few seconds, his eyes fell on the delicate cake, and his voice was low and deep: "You made it?"

"Did you see it? That sister said that I made a good job and could sell it. She really lied to me." He Zhao placed the cake in front of Yi Shi, then went to the refrigerator and found a small bag. Find out the number candles of "1" and "7" and a lighter inside.

Although he was complaining, his tone was soft, the tips of his ears were red, and his lips were redder than usual, showing the traces of intimacy just now.

"You put the lighter in the refrigerator?" Yi Shi's Adam's apple twitched, but his voice was calm.

"Ah," he said, He Zhao looked at the lighter in his hand and blinked, "It can't be that bad, right? The quality is too bad."

He Zhao pressed the lighter, proved that the lighter was not so fragile, and successfully lit two candles.

After pausing the TV and turning off the lights, He Zhao hummed a birthday song in a low voice, urging while singing: "Hurry up and make a wish."

Yi Shi never had the habit of making wishes on birthdays, but he still closed his eyes, and opened them after a while, every candlelight was reflected in He Zhao's eyes, blurring his beautiful outline.

After blowing out the candles and turning on the light again, He Zhao looked at the cake and hesitated for a while: "There are only two of us, so don't you need to cut the cake? Eat it with a fork?"

"Okay." Yi Shi nodded.

He Zhao handed the fork to Yi Shi, and when he took his first bite, he asked expectantly, "Is it delicious?"

"Very sweet." Yi Shi said.

"What is sweet? Is it delicious?" He Zhao was bound to force him to give him an answer that satisfied him.

"Delicious." Yi Shi took another bite.

He Zhao smiled clearly, looked at Yi Shi and ate a few mouthfuls, and said, "I know you don't like desserts, so you made them so small, you just need to take a few mouthfuls to make yourself feel better, and you don't have to give face like this."

It seemed that he wasn't the one who insisted on asking people if it was good to eat just now.

"Did you make a cake this afternoon?" Yi Shi asked.

"Well, that's right." He Zhao picked up a strawberry and naturally stretched it out to Yi Shi's mouth. Yi Shi paused and bit it.

"You are finally 17 years old like me. I have been waiting for you for more than three months." He Zhao picked up another strawberry and put it in his mouth.

"Wait for me?" Yi Shi said.

He Zhao turned his head to look at him, originally wanted to make a joke, but unconsciously stopped his gaze under Yi Shi's nose, thinking of the kiss and ambiguity just now.The heat was steaming up, and the heartbeat that had finally calmed down began to speed up again. For a while, he was a little thirsty, and he swallowed unconsciously.

No, no, restrain yourself, just like a hooligan.

There are things he has to say.

He was afraid that if he didn't speak out, Yi Shi wouldn't understand his intentions at all.

He likes Yi Shi, so he doesn't want to do anything that might hurt him, he doesn't want to make him wait, he doesn't want to make him feel uneasy, and he doesn't want to make him guess vaguely.He wants to reveal all the love in his heart to Yi Shi, and let Yi Shi know that he is his unique preference on the tip of his heart.

He Zhao scratched his palms with his nails, trying not to be so nervous, but his heart was beating extremely fast, and his face was hot, because of what he was about to say, because of the alcohol, and even more because of Yi Shi's gaze.

He took a light breath: "Everyone says 17 is the most beautiful age, but for me, if I didn't meet you, it's just one more boring year, it's no different from 15 or 16 years old .”

He Zhao felt that Yi Shi was looking at him, he didn't look up, but he knew it.Under Yi Shi's gaze, he felt numbness in his fingertips and a slight numbness in his scalp, as if he had been electrified.

"I'm the lucky one." Yi Shi's voice was low and magnetic, and it sounded numb in He Zhao's ears, and the feeling of electric shock was even stronger.

"Then when are you going to confess your love to me? I'll make preparations." After being silent for a while, He Zhao finally mustered up the courage to look up at Yi Shi without blinking.

He clearly saw that Yi Shi stopped breathing, and was slightly startled, as if he didn't expect him to say that.

Obviously just finished kissing, Yi Shi was so calm, he was always calm, he couldn't see any emotion, but now he showed a surprised and shocked expression.

He Zhao thought a little nastyly, so let him be shocked a little more.

"Since you're not ready to confess your love...I'm ready." He Zhao licked his lower lip, it was a little sticky and greasy after eating the cream, his throat was stuck, and his voice was a little hoarse.

But he clearly said what he wanted to say a long time ago: "I like you, do you want to consider me?"

"What are you thinking about?" Time froze for a few seconds, and Yi Shi asked slowly and forcefully. He was leaning against the sofa, which was very soft, and his whole body sank. The floor lamp was behind him. He seemed to be sitting in a dim shadow, his body Slightly turned to the side, facing He Zhao.

"Are you really not understanding or are you pretending not to understand? Of course you are considering whether to fall in love with me."

He Zhao smiled at him, his cheeks flushed, his fingers tucked together nervously, but his eyes were more crystal clear than usual, like a clear lake, reflecting his shyness and bravery without any concealment.

Yi Shi is not a fool, he felt He Zhao's impulse towards him earlier, and he also knew He Zhao's entanglement and irritability towards him.It's just that he wasn't sure what exactly He Zhao was worrying about, and he wasn't sure what he could do to make him feel better.

Does He Zhao want him to go one step further and take a step back?Or just keep it like this?

He doesn't know, he can only wait.

Wait for He Zhao to think clearly, and wait for He Zhao to make a choice.

He thought that He Zhao would be impulsive, like that kiss, and he also thought that He Zhao would not say a word, acting as if nothing happened, or that He Zhao would just stay away from him.

Only she never thought that He Zhao would tell him that she wanted to fall in love with him.

Maybe I thought about it, but I just didn't dare to think about it.

He could not care about anything and only think about He Zhao, but He Zhao is different, he has so many friends and family members, although he has a bit of a stubborn temper, but he has a soft heart and cares about them.

People who have never been loved well will not love at all, and Yi Shi is very aware of his clumsiness in this regard.

No one taught him how to communicate, how to be gentle, how to treat the people he loves.

He won't, he can only try to do it with his heart.

He is not proficient in cooking, nor does he like cooking much, it is just a skill for life, but He Zhao is very happy every time he eats the food he cooks, so he studies recipes in his spare time.

He Zhao wanted to study hard, so he tried his best to help him.

As long as He Zhao wanted a hug, he would give it a hug.

As long as He Zhao has an ordinary friend, he will treat him as an ordinary friend.

He Zhao wanted to cross the line, and he responded.

He Zhao wanted to retreat, but he let go.

But whatever He Zhao needs, he will give him.

He buried everything He Zhao didn't need.

Yi Shi has been alienated and indifferent to the outside world for more than ten years. He doesn't have too many emotions and thoughts. He is used to not being entangled or procrastinating.But liking He Zhao is like a heart growing out of the empty left chest cavity. The blood vessels on the heart are closely related to He Zhao. Part of his feelings about the world come from He Zhao's feelings.

Maybe lovers are like this, hesitant, hesitant, afraid, overwhelmed, no matter how insignificant things happened to He Zhao, they will be magnified.

He didn't know if it was the same for others. It was his first time loving someone, and the first time he felt sorry for someone.

It doesn't matter if He Zhao makes mistakes, is lazy, shrinks back, is arrogant, gets dizzy...I just hope that he will always be happy.

He Zhao shouldn't be helpless in the face of loneliness, he should always have a bright smile and be lively, even if the vividness has nothing to do with him.

It's just that at some moments, the desire to get closer can't be suppressed.

The handsome and proud young man is enthusiastic, confident, high-spirited, and occasionally reveals some incomprehension and impatience towards life, but in this incomprehension and impatience, there is a compassion and kindness towards everything.

Only when he loves and is sure to be loved regardless of everything, he will unreservedly show his smart, cute, cunning and lively side.Just a pretty boy, who puts on a bad face when he is unhappy, laughs when he is happy, and chatters witty things endlessly.

Yi Shi can't help staring at He Zhao, wanting to touch every side of him that is widely known, wanting to properly collect all his unknown agility, wanting to see him smile in the sun, wanting to hug him in the dark, but this requires qualifications .

He Zhao was asking him if he wanted this qualification.

Wanting, wanting too much, will feel unreal.

How could you not want it?

He clearly felt his chest burn when he thought of He Zhao, but he restrained his emotions.Walking alone on a dark road with no end in sight, he is willing to go forward, just to be by his side.

How could it be possible to refuse?

He was the first to fall in love with He Zhao, and had long since lost the right to refuse.

If He Zhao wants to know and wants to hear, how many times he is willing to show him his growing heart and tell him what is hidden in his heart.

"I like you, I like you very much," Yi Shi lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes covered a little of the light, and his voice was low, as if the pine trembled in a snowy day, "I have always liked you."

The author has something to say: He Zhao and Yi Shi represent to some extent two different types of boys that I liked very much in middle school. One is a boy with a sunny smile, a good-looking smile and can give people strength, and the other is a widowed boy. Dan Calm is the type who can do everything well and makes people look up to him.So, like what I said in the copywriting, there will be small twists and turns but no big waves. I also hope that they will be well, and they will not fight for the sake of knives. You can eat with confidence and work hard to give them a better and brighter future (come on Codeword!