Can't Escape in Youth: Youth

There are only two people left.

"Are you okay? What did the police say?"

"It's okay, the police didn't say anything."

"Wan Xin."

Miao Zaiqing seldom called Wan Xin's name, just called him as an apology.

"Ok?"

"Am I scary?"

"Actually, most of what those people said is true. I am that kind of person."

Hearing Miao Zaiqing's self-mockery, Wan Xin felt very uncomfortable.

He slowed down his tone, and said in a gentle voice, "Zaqing, you are fine, I know."

is it?

I don't even know myself anymore.

Miao Zaiqing looked at Wan Xin, and the expression on his face could be seen at a glance. It was sluggish and depressed, and it didn't have the vigorous look of a big boy at all.

The muscles on his face were stiffened by the wind, but Wan Xin still tried his best to raise a gentle smile.

Looking at each other for a few seconds, Miao Zaiqing looked away, looked left and right, and straightened up.

"are you hungry?"

"What about you?"

"Let's go for supper."

By the river, the cold wind howled.

Miao Zaiqing's body was a little stiff from the blowing, he quietly looked at the river, at the bare willow tree swaying in the wind.

After his father left, he thought more than once that he would follow his father.

But, he didn't want to take the initiative, otherwise, he would be sorry to his father.

"In Qing?"

Miao Zaiqing spit out a cloud of white mist heavily, and walked towards the place where the sound came from.

It's still a barbecue, it's still a shed, but it's not the one from yesterday.

Miao Zaiqing returned to the table, opened a can of beer without saying a word, and went to work.

Wan Xin curled his index finger and tapped on the table, "Drink slowly."

Miao Zaiqing put down the empty can in her hand, her eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she didn't look at Wan Xin.

"sorry."

He apologized again, really upset.

Wan Xin just smiled, didn't speak, just sipped the beer with the peanuts.

There was a lot of life around, and all the heroes were porridge, but Miao Zaiqing's table was a little too quiet.

Miao Zaiqing disregarded Wan Xin's persuasion, one can after another.

He's irritable and he wants to vent.

He probably realized this, and later, Wan Xin stopped persuading him, and just handed over two strings of food that had passed the test from time to time.

"Be careful of choking, slow down."

Those unspeakable secrets have been kept in Miao Zaiqing's heart for too long, and he has nowhere to vent, he is very tired.

In my memory, I don't know when, he started to become nervous, unable to accept other people's intentional touch, and even felt very disgusted with the person who was synonymous with teacher at one time.

For so many years, he thought he had done a good job.

But I didn't want to meet that person again, the things I built up before would collapse in a second, so that there was not even a scum left.

hatred.

He hates.

When it was time to pay the bill, Miao Zaiqing was already a little dizzy from drinking, but he still had some reason.

Tonight's impression is already very bad for Wan Xin, so I can't trouble him anymore.

Miao Zaiqing stood up, staggered a bit, and walked towards Wan Xin somewhat staggeringly.

He knew that he must look ridiculous at this moment.

Not next time.

There will be no next time.

Wan Xin took the change from the boss and put it in his pocket without counting it, and quickly supported Miao Zaiqing's arm.

"Be careful."

Miao Zaiqing wanted to break free and leave by herself.

Unmoved, Wan Xin took him to the side of the road to take a taxi.

Inside the taxi.

The two sat on the back seat, Miao Zaiqing's slender legs were flabbergasted, they touched Wan Xin's knees, they were close together, and after a while, they separated again under the bump of the car.

After repeating this several times, Miao Zaiqing gave up and let her knees touch Wan Xin's intimately.

The lights in the car were not turned on, the light came in from the outside, Miao Zaiqing looked sideways, Wan Xin was sitting upright, unlike him, who was stumbling around.

He was wearing Miao Zaiqing's black cotton jacket, which was originally a bloated coat, but it looked surprisingly good-looking on him.

Miao Zaiqing looked at it for a while, then looked away, and also looked out of her own window.

The car drove into the old city. The old city was not as lively as the city. Most of the shops were closed, and only a few were still open.

The taxi turned into the alley of the residential building, walked through it for a while, and then stopped.

Back home, Miao Zaiqing went into the bathroom without saying a word, he urgently needs a space by himself.

Wan Xin thought that Miao Zaiqing was going to the bathroom, so he didn't care, sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.

After watching for a while, Miao Zaiqing did not come out.

Wan Xin went to the toilet and knocked on the door.

Miao Zaiqing opened the door, "Go to the bathroom?"

"No, you, call me if you need something."

Miao Zaiqing nodded and closed the door again.

After this, Wan Xin also knew that Miao Zaiqing probably wanted to be alone, so he didn't bother him anymore, turned down the volume of the TV, and stared at the picture above with disinterest.

How long did Miao Zaiqing stay in the toilet, and how long did Wan Xin stare at the TV like this.

It was not until the back that Miao Zaiqing called him several times in a row that he regained his senses.

Wan Xin hurried to the door of the toilet, and asked through the door, "What's wrong?"

The toilet space is small, and Miao Zaiqing's voice was muffled, "Help me get my pajamas, it's on the bed, and my underwear is in my schoolbag."

Wan Xin went to fetch the clothes and trousers, Miao Zaiqing opened the door, revealing most of her shoulders, a pair of foggy eyes, wet cheeks, a few drops of water flowed down her chin, past her slender neck, and the bright red fruit fell down.

"Cough cough."

Wan Xin handed the underwear to Miao Zaiqing.

It's dying.

Fortunately, wearing thick cotton clothes.

After Miao Zaiqing washed up, Wan Xin followed into the bathroom.

Then, they both lay down on the bed.

Although it was late, and although Miao Zaiqing was a little dizzy from drinking, he just couldn't sleep.

It's strange that he actually cared about Wan Xin's opinion of him. He never thought about it before.

"Wan Xin."

"Ok?"

"you..."

Miao Zaiqing didn't say anything for a while, Wan Xin turned over and faced him.

"what happened?"

"Would you hate it?"

Do you hate me for being so weird?

"No, why do you think so?"

Tonight's Miao Zaiqing was extraordinarily sensitive, and Wan Xin could even feel the fragility he never showed from his words.

"It's nothing, just sleep."

"Good night."

"Good night."

As if getting some kind of guarantee, Miao Zaiqing said goodnight to Wan Xin, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

He was asleep, but Wan Xin couldn't sleep.

Not just because of what happened at night, but because of...

After a while.

"In Qing."

"In Qing."

Wan Xin yelled several times in a low voice, and reached out to push his shoulder.

no response.

Wan Xin moved cautiously to the middle.

90 cm.

50 cm.

20 cm.

10 cm.

In the darkness, Wan Xin couldn't see very clearly, he held his breath cautiously.

He knew that this was taking advantage of others, and he knew that it was a very small person to do so.

But,

Wan Xin lightly pressed a kiss on the corner of Miao Zaiqing's lips, then backed away, and then, with a smile on his face, fell asleep.

When he woke up the next morning, Wan Xin hugged the quilt and wanted to dig a hole in place to bury himself.

What happened to him.

Fortunately, Miao Zaiqing had already woken up.

Taking advantage of Miao Zaiqing's absence, Wan Xin quickly took a shower, put the changed dirty pajamas into a plastic bag, and threw it into the bottom of the box as if guilty of guilt.

As soon as Wan Xin zipped up the suitcase, Miao Zaiqing came back.

After putting the breakfast on the coffee table, Miao Zaiqing walked into the room and took out a stack of bright red banknotes from his pocket.

"Here."

Seeing the banknotes, Wan Xin frowned slightly, he was thinking about what to say so as not to hurt Miao Zaiqing's self-esteem.

Miao Zaiqing was not a roundworm in his stomach. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he threw the money into his arms, squatted down, and pulled out the iron box from under the bed in front of him, and threw the bank card into it. , and put it back.

Seeing Miao Zaiqing's disappearance, Wan Xin put on a smile again, "Have you changed your password? I remember it."

When he said this, Wan Xin never thought that Miao Zaiqing would pay attention to him at all, so he just joked about it.

But who knows, Miao Zaiqing's reaction made him freeze in place, unable to move for a long time.

What did Miao Zaiqing say?

He said: 843656, remember.

"Grass."

Wan Xin chased after him belatedly, "Zaqing, how can you just talk nonsense about the bank card password to others, are you stupid?"

This was the first time Wan Xin scolded Miao Zaiqing, but it was not an ambiguous scolding.

Rather, I feel that this matter, is he the only one outrageous.

Miao Zaiqing took a sip of the preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and cast a glance at him without making a sound.

Wan Xin walked over and sat on the small bench, opened the packing box, and was about to say something else when a flash of inspiration suddenly came to his mind.

Does this mean that Miao Zaiqing included him in his own circle.

Depend on.

Thinking of this level, Wan Xin's whole heart was filled with pink bubbles, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth could not be suppressed.

"Ahem, then what, you are not allowed to talk about the bank card password with others in the future."

Miao Zaiqing clicked his tongue, looked at Wan Xin for two seconds, and let out a deep breath from his chest while withdrawing his gaze.

Bad luck!

After breakfast, Miao Zaiqing took off his coat and went to the toilet.

Almost 10 minutes later.

"You cut your hair yourself?" Wan Xin looked at Miao Zaiqing who had cut her hair short and asked in surprise.

Miao Zaiqing replied while wiping her hair.

After Miao Zaiqing finished blowing her hair and came out, Wan Xin went up to her.

"Cut it up for me."

"will not."

In the past, Wan Xin would have absolutely nothing to say, but now.

"It's okay, just cut it as you like."

"Come here."

Saying that, Wan Xin took off his coat and pulled