Zhong Zhong

"Students who participated in the men's 200-meter preliminaries in the third year of senior high school should come to the inspection office for inspection."

"Students who participated in the women's shot put final in the first year of senior high school are requested to go to the inspection office for inspection."

The big radio in the playground is broadcasting information. Yesterday's ball game is over, and today's game officially begins.

Ye Chengyu accompanied Duan Yugeng to the volleyball court above the rostrum, the 200-meter checkpoint, "You go, I'll wait for you at the finish line." Ye Chengyu turned around and walked quickly to the finish line.

Looking at his back, Duan Yugeng felt a soft place in his heart tremble violently.

With a gunshot, the athletes on the runway were like arrows leaving the string, and the students outside the safety line cheered desperately.

After a while, Duan Yugeng, who finished running, looked at Ye Chengyu standing there waiting for him.

Time and space overlap, and countless scenes reappear.

1.

I remember it was when I was about five or six years old. The two families went out for a picnic together. That day Ye Chengyu and a roadside busker got a novel gadget, and they couldn't put it down along the way.Parents let them run wildly in the tall grass. Halfway back to the campsite, he shouted that he couldn't find the thing, and most likely it fell in the grass. Duan Yugeng, who was four months older than him, had a special sense of responsibility when he was young. Instruct Ye Chengyu to wait for him where he is and not to move: "Brother, go find it for you."

When he came back, the little man obediently stood where he was: "Brother, I didn't move!"

Pat his head, pretending to be an adult: "Good boy!"

2.

On the first day of the fifth grade elementary school winter vacation, Ye Chengyu, who was a child, somehow developed a bad habit of being forgetful. He was almost at the school gate. Duan Yugeng didn't say anything to reproach him, but just told him to stay where he was and wait for him not to move.Fortunately, it was not far from home, so he started running on short legs, and he ran back flushing and out of breath hugging Ye Chengyu's math homework.

"Here! Don't forget next time!"

3.

"Did you drop anything?"

At that time, just entering junior high school, junior high school boys started to have fun. On this weekend, a few classmates called them together, and each stole a little pocket money from home. His father's place was not the only way his father had to go to get off work, but today his father took a detour and walked here.

He was directly dragged home by his father, and he was being educated along the way. As he walked, he felt a tail following him, and when he turned around, he saw Ye Chengyu who had been forgotten by him. He thought he had missed something, so he asked him.

"Me." He looked at him pouted.

"what?"

"It's not me, it's you. You left me behind!"

He walked up to Ye Chengyu quickly, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him forward together.

It turned out that Ye Chengyu had been not far from him, waiting for him to approach.

Always.

The whole Experiment No. [-] in the past two days was full of sports. The students of No. [-] Middle School sweated heartily on the playground. Their laughter and shouts were recorded in the camera and in their minds.

Time flies, Class 11 got the first place in the grade, and the students in Class 11 also got their wish to eat the meal invited by sister Yu.

At noon on Saturday, Duan Yugeng came to Ye Chengyu's house next door on time for a meal that he had previously agreed upon.

"Do you want me to help you?" Duan Yugeng stood at the door of the kitchen.

"Then wash the onion for me, I'll be fine soon!"

Ye Chengyu is skilled in cooking. The cook in their family is always a man, so since junior high school, his family has deliberately taught him how to cook, in order to make it easier for him to find a girlfriend.

The two of them brought three dishes and one soup to the table together. Ye Chengyu's parents were away on business today, so they were the only ones eating together.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Ye Chengyu asked after Duan Yugeng finished tasting.

"Well, delicious! Why didn't I know you had such a skill."

"Then make more for you to eat!" Ye Chengyu smiled happily.

Duan Yugeng suddenly thought, yes, it would be great if he could eat it every day.After having this thought, he spoke surprisingly.

"I don't like girls."

"What?" Ye Chengyu didn't react when he heard his words.

"It's a boy."

"I like boys."

After eating, Ye Chengyu offered to take him to the door, although it was only a few steps away.

Duan Yugeng took out the key and opened the door. When he was about to say goodbye, Duan Yugeng was slightly taller than Ye Chengyu. Ye Chengyu pressed his shoulder: "I'll tell you a secret."

Then whispered in his ear: "Actually, I am too."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care what the other party's reaction was, and went home and closed the door, leaving Duan Yugeng standing there alone for a long time.

Duan Yugeng wanted to make sure, but before he could speak, he heard the door closing.

He sat on the sofa stiffly relying on muscle memory.

What's the same?same what?He also likes...men?Is that so?

He recovered and felt a little happier.

I have a chance, right?

Although the other party didn't say anything substantive answer clearly, but I felt that I got a response.

I have hope.

Is that so?

Late autumn is about to enter winter, the weather is getting colder day by day, Christmas is over and New Year's Day is coming.

On the second day of New Year's Day, it is also the beginning of the letter activity.

What is a letter campaign?

This is an activity organized by the school, in order to let the students tell each other what they want to say but can't open their mouths by writing letters.The event runs for three days, so letters are available before school ends on Friday.

They coincidentally.

They all decided to take this opportunity.

confession.

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