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When Lin Kuan returned to the dormitory, Ji Guitang was still in his hometown accompanying his parents to visit relatives and friends. Their Spring Festival lasted for more than ten days, and it would not end until after the Lantern Festival.

But in fact, Lin Kuan is quite uncertain about this new girlfriend.

The two of them had barely held hands once until now, and because of Lin Kuan's natural psychological rejection, they were soon let go.

Every time a girl wants to get closer to him, Lin Kuan is eager to respond, but when the distance between them gets closer, Lin Kuan instinctively gags, and then he will rack his brains to come up with various excuses to refuse further action.

He even breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the news that she had to go back to City S because of work.

When the high-speed train arrived in S City, Song Wenke was the first person he thought of contacting.

At that time, Song Wenke was bored watching TV in his villa on the outskirts of the city—think about Lin Kuan by the way.In fact, the few days of Chinese New Year have always been the most boring time for him, because they don't have many relatives in their family. Mrs. Song usually plays mahjong with her few Wangnian friends for more than ten days, and the old commander Song's house is even more so every day. Visiting countless subordinates and officials all the time, he doesn't care about him at all, so he is willing to stay alone in the empty villa to fend for himself.When he was still with Chu Yao in the past, he could still live a sensual life for a few weeks, but unfortunately, this year...

Lin Kuan went back to his hometown without even saying hello.

Lying on the soft couch, Chief Song let out a long sigh for the thousand and one time.

But he was still immersed in the other party's unspeakable vigilance that day, and he didn't even dare to make a phone call. He only sent a cautious text message when the New Year countdown reached the last two numbers.

happy New Year.

Thank you Brother Wen, I wish you a Happy New Year!

He didn't know how many times he looked through this text message record, all he could do was to scratch his hair manically, the short part was stroked from one side to the other, and then crossed infinitely.It can be seen how irritable their owners are.

At such moments, Song Wenke couldn't help but regret why his EQ was so low, he was proficient in how to march and fight, but he didn't know how to talk to a man—and didn't make him afraid.

So, can you imagine how happy he was when a pleasant cell phone ring suddenly slipped out of the quiet air?

There seemed to be sunshine shining in his heart, seeing Lin Kuan's name impressively listed on the screen, he couldn't wait to answer the phone.

"Hello, Kuan?"

"Ah—I'm sorry,...I'm fine, thank you..." The person on the opposite side didn't know who he was talking to, his voice fluctuated up and down, and it took a few seconds before he continued, "I accidentally bumped into someone just now. , Well, Brother Wen, I'm back in City S, and I just left the high-speed rail station."

"Oh..." Song Wenke felt his heart beating thumping, and the temperature on his face rose sharply. He wanted to say something, but felt his tongue was very knotted, "I, then I'll go pick you up, I'm here It's very close to the high-speed rail station, are you on the south gate?"

"Ah? No need, I just want to tell you that I'm almost at the subway entrance..."

But he just jumped up from the sofa in a hurry, and quickly interrupted the other party: "Don't take the subway! Just wait for me at the door, I will be there in 5 minutes!" After speaking, he immediately hung up the phone, afraid of Lin Kuan Rejected again.

Putting the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, Song Wenke put on his coat as quickly as possible, grabbed the car keys and went out. Before leaving, he braked sharply and rushed back to the bathroom, picked up a comb to comb his hair, and washed his face , and finally ran out with confidence.

Winter is not very cold, men are physically strong, and usually wear two pieces of clothing to keep out the cold. Lin Kuan was too embarrassed to continue walking after being hung up by Song Wenke, fearing that it would be embarrassing if the other party really arrived and couldn't find him.

He dragged his suitcase and walked back to the high-speed rail station step by step.

Song Wenke really arrived at the high-speed rail station within 5 minutes. From a distance, he saw Lin Kuan standing in the corner wearing a dark red jacket.

He quickly drove the car to the side of the person.

Lin Kuan was bored and stared at the screen of his mobile phone, worried that Song Wenke was driving, so he didn't dare to make a phone call, and was about to play a game of Doudizhu to amuse himself, when a car stopped in front of him.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Song Wenke opened the door and walked out from the driver's seat. Before he could react, someone was already approaching him.

"Xiao Kuan!" Song Wenke subconsciously stretched out his hand to hug him, but when he thought of the other party's aggressive reactions before, he stopped his movements and said bluntly, "You, you, welcome back...the new clothes are so beautiful."

He also found that the other party had cut his hair short, which made him look more refreshed.

Having not seen Song Wenke for a long time, Lin Kuan felt inexplicably nervous, but with the buffer time before, he no longer felt very depressed, and instead smiled: "Thank you Brother Wen, happy new year!"

Song Wenke blushed furiously, stared at Lin Kuan and stammered "Happy New Year" and then turned his head slightly shaking his body: "Get in the car, I'll put your luggage in the trunk of the car for you go."

"Ah, I can't trouble you anymore, I'll do it myself." Lin Kuan waved his hand quickly, he was already very flattered that the other party came to pick him up, and they were both men, so there was no question of who was weaker.

In the end, the two of them moved the luggage into the trunk of the car together, and no one fought for it. Lin Kuan said "thank you" repeatedly.

Song Wenke heard this, frowned and said in a low voice, "Don't be polite to me."

Because the high-speed railway station was close to Song Wenke's house, he wanted to invite Lin Kuan to his house first, and have dinner by the way. Lin Kuan thought about it, and it would be boring to go back to school anyway, so he agreed.

Song Wenke had been used to living in this villa in the suburbs before formally interacting with Chu Yao.But since Chu Yao refused to follow him, Song Wenke had left this villa empty for a long time, except for the regular cleaning by the cleaners, basically no one lived in it for more than a year, and it was during the Chinese New Year that he really went back to live in it.

This house is a college graduation gift from Ms. Wei Shirou to Song Wenke. It has been well maintained in the past ten years, and the walls will be repainted every two years. Basically, it is no different from a new house—he is a gift from his mother. It can be said to be quite cherished.Most of Song Wenke's personal belongings will be placed here.

Song Wenke took Lin Kuan to visit a gymnasium on the second floor. There was a lot of space inside, all kinds of equipment were available, and there was also a PK-type shooting machine.

Lin Kuan hadn't played basketball for a long time, and when he saw this machine, Song Wenke saw it, and tentatively asked him if he wanted to compete with each other.

So for the next two hours, the two of them chased after each other to score goals. It was not until the meal time that Lin Kuan felt hungry before stopping.

Because of his height advantage, Song Wenke seldom lost to others in basketball, but Lin Kuan was a sports student, so of course he was familiar with the skills, and in the end he was slightly better than Chief Song, which made him a little frustrated.

In the end, Song Wenke took Lin Kuan to a high-end teahouse near his home for evening tea, and secretly wrapped a Dali See, thinking that Lin Kuan would call himself "Brother" anyway, so he had to show something.Lin Kuan was halfway through eating the pork ribs when a bright red lai see suddenly appeared in front of him, almost choking him in fright.

He quickly swallowed the pork ribs into his stomach, then put down his chopsticks and pushed back the red seee: "Why did you give me this?! You are not married yet, I can't take it..."

"Accept it, anyway, I'm your brother too, so I should give a bonus..." Song Wenke forcefully stuffed the bonus into Lin Kuan's arms.

"No, no, no! I can't accept..."

The two of them pushed back and forth like this, getting closer and closer, and almost got into an arms fight, crumpling the poor cardboard bag.Song Wenke was originally worried that too much force would hurt Lin Kuan, but he didn't dare to use too much force. In the end, he couldn't hold back, and stuffed Lishi into the collar of Lin Kuan's coat, and slammed it into the inner pocket.

His palm brushed against his chest, and when he pulled it out, he accidentally skipped over Lin Kuan's nipple. He was only wearing a thin sweater underneath, and it was a bit cold in the teahouse. After rubbing like this, both of them could clearly feel the nipple. The trembling of being stroked in a half-upright state.

Lin Kuan's cheeks turned red in an instant, and he subconsciously yelled "Ah", and his upper body suddenly leaned back. Because his center of gravity was unstable, he was about to be thrown to the ground, so frightened that Song Wenke quickly stood up and stopped him. His waist does not let people fall.

His face was also red as if he was about to explode.

Fortunately, this is a small private room, and the waiter has gone out, otherwise, how embarrassing would it be?

Song Wenke bent down and stuck Lin Kuan between the seats. He should have let go, but the distance between the two of them got closer and closer for some reason, and the arm stuck around Lin Kuan's waist slowly tightened. The latter opened his eyes wide. Staring at Song Wenke's face, he almost couldn't keep it and raised his head to accept this...

Then, Chu Yao's face flashed in his mind.

Lin Kuan pushed Song Wenke away.

The air froze for a long time.

Lin Kuan looked down at his knees, while Song Wenke stared blankly at the top of his head.

What an obvious rejection.

In the end, Lin Kuan was the first to stand up.When the incident got to such an extent, naturally he couldn't drink the tea any longer. He avoided looking at Song Wenke's expression, but just packed up his things and was about to turn around and leave.

"I... I'm going back to school first."

He forgot that his luggage was still at Song Wenke's house.

Song Wenke had already collected his emotions when he raised his head.

He said to Lin Kuan, who had his back turned to him, in a deep voice, "I'll see you off."

Lin Kuan backed away like a frightened rabbit, "No need, I'll just go back by myself!"

Wu Yan stared at him for a few seconds, and the person standing behind him said, "Your luggage is still with me."

So Lin Kuan had nothing to say, and the two of them walked back to Song Wenke's house keeping a distance of at least [-] centimeters, and then Lin Kuan pulled out his luggage, and ran out of the house as if fleeing for his life, refusing to let him go Sent by Song Wenke.

Chu Yao was a thorn in Lin Kuan's heart.

None of them knew how to pull the thorn out.

***

Lin Kuan's heartbeat was so fast that even when he was riding the subway, he felt dizzy, as if he was about to vomit.

It wasn't until he got to the site near the school that he remembered that he had a girlfriend.

Originally on the high-speed rail, he had been thinking about how to tell Song Wenke about this matter, but he never thought about the words, and when the two met, he was even more flustered, so he completely forgot about this issue.

He can't become the kind of person he hates the most.

The girl contacted him that night, saying that she was free on Sunday and asked Lin Kuan to go to the amusement park.

Lin Kuan was flustered and quickly agreed.

He didn't want to think about Song Wenke anymore, but in the dead of night, the other party's face and forbearing face lingered in his mind again, as stubborn as brown candy, and he couldn't take it off no matter what.

***

Song Wenke was in a bad mood.

The year was not over yet, and such a start was not auspicious at all, so he called Huang Wenyan and asked him to come out and drink with him.

Young master Huang, who was playing mahjong at the house of friends and friends, rolled over when he heard Song Wenke's "summoning".

"Hey, what's going on? Who is so capable and makes our chief Song look so sad?" Huang Wenyan is not strong at all, his ability to watch the excitement is overwhelming, and he is even more happy when facing Song Wenke, who is rarely melancholy. no.

"Fuck you." Song Wenke smoked the cigarette in his mouth fiercely, and put it out in the ashtray.

Then he sighed.

"Is that the little brother named Lin?" Huang Wenyan was not angry, he opened a bottle of whiskey and poured the beer into a glass with ice cubes, "He is very handsome, no wonder he always likes soft The boy's head Song also fell under his sweatpants."

Hearing Huang Wenyan's sarcasm and gloating words, Song Wenke was so angry that he threw the man on the sofa and pinched him, making Huang Wenyan beg for mercy repeatedly.

"Now that you know what's going on, hurry up and come up with a plan, don't give a toast and don't eat fine wine!" Chief Song was very upset, and he didn't have a good face at all. After pinching Huang Wenyan, he shook his hand angrily and sat back in his seat.

Huang Wenyan's face was red from being pinched, and his suit and tie were loosened.He coughed a few times with difficulty, sat up quickly, took a big sip of wine, cleared his throat, and said calmly: "Then what can we do? Could it be that you Song Wenke can't beat him, a teacher who doesn't have fist skills? Just do it on the bed! It's not easy..."

"...No." Song Wenke took out another cigarette and put it in his mouth.

"Why?! You don't do much of this kind of thing. Didn't Chu You, who was so staunch back then, succumb to your bed? There is nothing that can't be solved in the last bed." Huang Wenyan didn't care .

"He...he is different, the relationship between us is too complicated," Song Wenke inhaled the smell into his lungs irritably, "If I really force him, he will definitely hate me, the current situation is already embarrassing enough gone."

Huang Wenyan sighed deeply through his nose: "You are finished Song Wenke, let me tell you, since you are not willing to hurt him, then you just wait."

and so on.

There is only one way to go now.

For the next two days, he was like a wandering ghost at home all the time—nothing to do, nothing to look at, and only smoking to relieve boredom.

Until Huang Wenyan called him.

"Hey, Ke Zi, let me tell you something," Young Master Huang said mysteriously on the opposite side, not knowing what to do, "I'm here in Happy Valley near your home, and I just saw that Mr. Lin... and A girl gets off a Ferris wheel holding hands."

Song Wenke's eyes widened, and the half-burned pipe fell to the ground with a "click".

The voice on the other end paused, then continued hesitatingly: "Then...they seem to be... kissing now."

Eye canthus split.

Song Wenke gritted his teeth and slammed his phone on the coffee table, grabbed his coat and ran out the door, rushing to the damn Happy Valley as fast as he could.

You are so fucking good, Lin Kuan!Aren't you gay, you still go to hook up with women, it's shameless!

If you really dare to kiss, I will, I will... kill you!

***

Lin Kuan specially changed into his favorite outfit for this date.

He made up his mind to talk about this relationship well.And, just today, it's time for the relationship between the two to make progress.

Arriving at the entrance of Happy Valley as scheduled, the girl was 10 minutes late, which is not too late. Afterwards, the two bought tickets and entered the arena. First, they played on the merry-go-round and then on the Ferris wheel. In short, it was a classic couple event.

After not seeing each other for more than a week, the girl seemed to miss Lin Kuan a little, and took the initiative to hold his hand. Lin Kuan did not resist and held the girl's palm.

Ferris wheel is a very romantic place.

The two people who got off the Ferris wheel were also a little carried away by the romantic atmosphere.

Lin Kuan and the girl walked to the open space by the exit, and they both seemed to have further intentions.

So the girl raised her face, closed her eyes slowly, Lin Kuan swallowed, and said desperately to himself, you can do it, you can do it!

The distance between them was getting closer and closer, but it still didn't bring Lin Kuan that heart-wrenching feeling, instead it made him feel more and more nauseous.

He stopped suddenly, struggled to let go of her hand, and then apologized with a sad face: "I'm sorry...I can't do it."

She opened her eyes in doubt, but didn't understand what his words meant: "What's the matter...?"

"I, I..." Lin Kuan bit his tongue tightly, closed his eyes tightly, and said desperately, "Actually, I'm gay...I'm sorry! I'm an asshole, I lied to you before—I can't like it Fuck you. You're a good girl and it's all my fault... Let's break up."

Finally, the girl slapped Lin Kuan hard and walked away.

***

Song Wenke ran to the gate of Happy Valley with a grim face, but he couldn't go in because he had to buy a ticket to enter the valley, and he was too anxious to go out, and he didn't bring any money. He wanted to call Huang Wenyan to ask where Lin Kuan was now. I touched my pocket and found that my mobile phone was also left at home.

He was so anxious that he was about to explode, but he could only stand at the door and wait. After wandering back and forth for nearly 10 minutes, he found that people on the side of the road were staring at him with crazy eyes, and then he slapped his thigh and ran back to the villa.

Back home, he hurriedly found the mobile phone on the coffee table, and wanted to call Lin Kuan to tell him not to be with that girl, but he found that the entire screen was smashed into spider webs by him, no matter whether he pressed the power button or Removing the battery does nothing.

"Fuck your mother!" Song Wenke was saving his phone, almost screaming in anger.

***

Although the girl didn't have much strength, she could kill her when she hit someone. Lin Kuan held his sore left cheek, feeling the dull pain from the newly planted tooth.

In fact, even he wanted to slap himself. He obviously didn't like girls, but he insisted on getting a girlfriend. He was no different from a scumbag.

This slap deserves it.

He took the subway back to school dejectedly.

There were not many people in the school at all, so he greeted the security guard, and he walked up to the third floor step by step, but he heard strange footsteps faintly.

There was a bad premonition in my heart, the corner was in front of me, a tall figure was standing upright at the door of Lin Kuan's dormitory, and there was a muffled "creaking" sound in the quiet corridor.

He never expected Song Wenke to appear here.

The face of the other party looked quite unfriendly, and the sternness in his expression was absolutely undisguised.At this moment, the two of them looked at each other up and down in the stairwell.

There was still one step to step onto the platform, but Lin Kuan didn't dare to step out again, he just asked in a daze, "You, you...why are you here?"

There seemed to be blood in Song Wenke's eyes. When he saw Lin Kuan appearing, he stepped heavily on the concrete floor and approached him quickly. Before Lin Kuan could react, he was pressed hard against the wall, and his shoulders felt dull pain.

"Why are you with a woman?!" Song Wenke yelled fiercely, as if he wanted to swallow him whole.

Lin Kuan opened his eyes wide and asked in disbelief, "How do you know...?"

"You are not heterosexual at all! Why are you with a woman? Did you kiss her?!" Song Wenke was almost yelling, he was in an extremely irritable state now, just to get a explain.

Hearing this torture-like tone, Lin Kuan couldn't help feeling angry, and pushed Song Wenke's arm hard: "None of your business? Who do I hang out with and whether I kiss or not? Do you think it's up to you? Who are you to me? Is it true that you are my father when I call you brother—"

When he pushed like this, Song Wenke almost stepped on a flight of stairs, and then the string in his mind broke with a "boom".

Two days ago, Chief Song, who had vowed that he would not resort to force against Lin Kuan, uncontrollably carried the 1.8-meter Lin Kuan on his shoulder, went downstairs in a few steps, and threw him directly into the jeep.

Lin Kuan never imagined that he would be picked up by others one day, and his face turned pale with fright.