over distance

Yang Huai didn't say anything in the end.

The third year of high school is about to start, and this summer vacation seems to start within a few days. After the start of school, Zuo Zhan devoted himself to art supplementary classes. He does not need to come to school every day, but every time he returns to school, he can feel that the entire third floor is full of Tension and depression.

With the countdown behind the blackboard, the students seemed to be unable to restrain themselves. Some couples broke up, and some suddenly started dating again, but Zuo Zhan and Yang Huai didn't seem to be affected.

Zuo Zhan's art class is not full. After class, he goes home and recites something by himself. Sometimes he will watch classic movies that the teacher said, and then write an analysis.

Yang Huai didn't come here often. He and Zhang Zifan found a tutor after finishing the make-up class, because the gap between him and Zhang Zifan was a bit big, and he couldn't keep up with the class every time. The tutor was helping him to consolidate it again when he went home.

His parents were surprised by this: "Yo, when did my oldest son learn to study?"

fuck him.

He was doing some math and said, "Because I found you a wife who is doing well in her studies. If I don't get into college, or if I live far away from him, I'm so worried."

His mother wanted to ask, but his father took her away.

"What are you asking, the child is studying now, let's give him some private space."

The two get too little free time, but every time they have free time, they will do it at home.

This time, it was two weeks before the end of the semester, and it was still Sunday. The two of them gathered here after making up lessons, and Yang Huai looked at Zuo Zhan with angry eyes.

"Do?"

Zuo Zhan just asked a question, and Yang Huai rushed over.

The two of them hadn't done anything for a long time. After coming here first this time, Yang Huai was about to go up again when the anti-theft door opened.

They didn't know it when it opened, and Zuo Zhan poked his head out from under the quilt after the door slammed.

The posture just now was Yang Huai standing on the ground, still touching Zuo Zhan's buttocks, while Zuo Zhan buried his face in the quilt, in a kneeling position.

Yang Huai quickly covered Zuo Zhan with his hands before looking at the person coming.

Zhang Zifan's voice sounded: "Why are you confused, who else is there in this room besides Zuo Zhan, can you bring strangers to Zuo Zhan's house to have sex?"

Yang Huai didn't speak.

"Zuo Zhan, come out too."

Zuo Zhan emerged from the bed with a flushed face, and he didn't know whether it was from the passion just now or from embarrassment.

"You... you two go wash up first, I have something to say."

Zuo Zhan originally wanted to go wash first, but Yang Huai also followed, he wanted to drive Yang Huai away, Zhang Zifan saw it and said: "What kind of affection are you showing in front of me, hurry up and wash together, come out after washing. "

As soon as the long legs took a step, he walked towards the living room. Just as Yang Huai was about to close the door, Zhang Zifan came back again: "Warning you, just take a bath, don't touch Zuo Zhan."

Yang Huai closed the bathroom door, and Zhang Zifan was shaking while sitting on the sofa. He had restrained himself just now, so he didn't punch Yang Huai in the face.

He wanted to calm down, but suddenly found that there was nothing that could calm him down, especially after the water in the bathroom rang, thinking that Yang Huai fucked his best friend, he couldn't hold back.

He kicked the coffee table, and the coffee table scratched the floor with a screeching sound, and that kick also made a muffled sound from the glass on the coffee table.

Zuo Zhan naturally heard it, he rushed out and came out without Yang Huai who was in charge.

Seeing that he cared so much about Zhang Zifan, Yang Huai was extremely jealous, but there was nothing he could do.

He dawdled in there for a while, and suddenly realized that if he didn't go out, what if Zhang Zifan said bad things about him and Zuo Zhan believed him, then speeded up, Zuo Zhan just went back to the room and put on a dress, Yang Huai came out .

Zhang Zifan leaned on the sofa and crossed his arms, looking like an interrogator, seeing that Zuo Zhan was going to sit next to him, he quickly supported him with his feet to do it on the opposite side.

"You two sit across from me."

Yang Huai went to the restaurant and took two stools and placed them opposite. After Zuo Zhan sat down, he took a careful look at Zhang Zifan.

Although he had known Zhang Zifan for so many years, Zuo Zhan couldn't figure out whether he was in a good mood or a bad mood.

"Say, how long have you two been together?"

Zuo Zhan took the initiative to explain: "It was my birthday last year." What he said had no confidence at all.

Zhang Zifan snorted, and nodded his chin at Yang Huai, "You have nothing to say?"

Yang Huainian endured his pretentiousness on the grounds that they were friends, and raised his eyes to look at him: "I have nothing to say."

"You caught Zuo Zhan just like that, shouldn't you tell me!"

"Can I tell you, Zuo Zhan is you!"

Originally, Yang Huai still wanted to talk to Zhang Zifan, but he couldn't hold back, he couldn't stand Zhang Zifan speaking in a tone that Zuo Zhan was his private property.

Zuo Zhan stopped Yang Huai, and said to Zhang Zifan, "Da Fanzi, it's my fault that I conceal you."

Zuo Zhan usually wouldn't call Zhang Zifan a big fan, either when he was in a particularly good mood, or he did something he felt sorry for Zhang Zifan, so calling him like this seemed intimate.

Zhang Zifan waved his hand to tell him to stop talking, and pointed his chin towards Yang Huai, telling him to continue.

"I like Zuo Zhan, I'm with him, it's none of your dick business."

If this quarrel continues, the friendship between Zhang Zifan and Yang Huai will soon come to an end, but Zhang Zifan suddenly stopped the car and patted Zuo Zhan: "I'm angry that you didn't tell me that you were in a relationship, even though the relationship is so. ..." He glanced at Yang Huai up and down, "It's so shocking, then you should tell me, not that you just remembered to say it after I saw you both having sex."

Zuo Zhan felt extremely uncomfortable.

Originally, he thought that he would agree to Yang Huai's relationship with him, but he didn't think so much at all. At that time, his mind was very confused, and he couldn't see his feelings for Yang Huai clearly, so they got together in a daze. He wanted to hide this relationship from him. Well, both of them looked better, but they didn't expect Zhang Zifan to know about it.

After Zhang Zifan left, the anger in Yang Huai's heart remained undiminished. When it made him even angrier, he touched Zuo Zhan's hand, and Zuo Zhan quickly avoided it.

When it was time to go to bed at night, Zuo Zhan went back to the bedroom to sleep, Yang Huai followed him in, saw Zuo Zhan getting into the bed, and he quickly got into Zuo Zhan's bed, but when he just put his arms around his When the waist was stretched, Zuo Zhan did it all at once.

"I don't want to do it." Zuo Zhan's voice sounded.

Yang Huai was taken aback, he thought what Zuo Zhan was saying was that I didn't want to get along anymore.

"I didn't say anything, I'll sleep with you in my arms."

"Other things, or you can sleep in your own bed, or go out to sleep."

"No, what's the matter with you!"

Zuo Zhan lowered his head, then lay down suddenly, covered his head with the quilt, typical of cold violence and uncooperativeness.

Yang Huai found that Zuo Zhan was like this sometimes, he didn't say what was on his mind, sometimes he had to guess, ten out of ten times he couldn't guess correctly, even his attitude was a bit cold, now even Zhu Zilong Everyone asked, did you make Zuo Zhan angry?Why does Zuo Zhan have that face?

This person deserves it, it's not as good as when we were friends, at least Zuo Zhan didn't have much face with him, he got out of bed in a fit of anger, and closed the bedroom door of this house very loudly when he went out.

But he didn't go to another room, but went to the living room and sat on the sofa with his arms folded.

He wore a pair of pajama pants when he slept, and his upper body was shirtless. Although the room was quite hot, it still couldn't compare with the temperature in the bed. Goosebumps stood up on his arms, but he still didn't move. He was waiting for when Zuo Zhan would come out and let him go back to sleep.

When he woke up again, it was already the next morning, before he opened his eyes, he sneezed.

The door of Zuo Zhan's room was opened, but the people inside were gone. He sat up suddenly, and the quilt that was covering him slipped down his body.

The quilt should be covered by Zuo Zhan, but I don't know if Zuo Zhan covered him this morning, or after he fell asleep yesterday.

Yang Huai sneezed again. He rubbed his nose and his throat was a little sore. He went into the bedroom to find his phone and called Zuo Zhan.

It's only 8 o'clock now, and I don't know if Zuo Zhan has gone to make up lessons.

The phone was connected quickly, and Zuo Zhan's voice pressed his throat: "Hello?"

Hearing his small voice, Yang Huai thought he was in class, so he asked, "Are you in class?"

Zuo Zhan hummed.

"Then go to class first, I'm going home."

The phone hung up.

After packing himself up, he folded the quilt in the bedroom, and then went out.

There is a coffee shop next to the community. Yang Huai thought about going in for something hot to drink, what he was eating, and looking for a place after ordering, he saw an acquaintance, no, it was two.

He walked to that table and asked, "Didn't you say to make up lessons?"

Zuo Zhan raised his head in panic, and said, "Then what, Zhang Zifan invited me out for something to eat."

"Fortunately, it's Zhang Zifan. If it were someone else, I would still think you were cheating."

He sat directly at this table, and it happened that his things were all ready, the waiter brought them over for him, and he thanked him.

He took a sip of the coffee, it was really bitter, and he asked with this bitter coffee: "Zuo Zhan, are you at the end of your relationship with me?"

There were not many people in the restaurant and it was very quiet. It seemed that Yang Huai's voice was very loud. Zuo Zhan frowned and said, "Keep your voice down, what's the matter with shouting like that!"

Yang Huai also frowned, and just as he was about to refute, Zuo Zhan said, "Okay, let's talk about it when we have something to go back, do you want to eat?"

Yang Huai was about to be wronged to death, but he couldn't make trouble yet, if this was left to him, who would dare to suffer wronged by him, he would have to submit to anyone who swung his fist.

He gulped down the pastry he asked for, it was so sweet and cloying that he almost vomited.

Finally finished eating, Zuo Zhan also wiped his mouth, Yang Huai pulled him up, and quickly left the cafe, Zuo Zhan recognized him from behind and did not resist.

Zhang Zifan was left behind, helplessly paying for them.