Long Island High School

In City S, the coastal subway only operates Line [-]. Even if it has been open for a long time, it is usually not the rush hour for commuting, and not many people take the subway.When I came out of the garden, it was already night before I knew it.

He Wenzhou went down from the subway entrance and bought another ticket.Song Jing followed closely behind him. In the deserted underground passage, He Wenzhou was only wearing a black suit.

I don't know when He Wenzhou started to wear black, but Song Jing remembered that he liked to wear white clothes.White coat, white down jacket, white sweater, white sportswear... The cool white coat was the brightest color when he was a teenager. He sat on the back seat of the boy's bicycle and walked through the lush summer avenues.

Song Jing called out, "He Wenzhou."

He Wenzhou didn't stop, but swiped his ticket to enter.Song Jing had to buy a ticket too.

After entering, He Wenzhou waited in front of the shuttle train.This route is all along the sea, leading from their home to the old school.When they needed to take a bus, He Wenzhou took him to and from school by bicycle, and drove him to the beach.Scenes are vividly presented in front of my eyes.

"Wen Zhou!"

He called him to stop, He Wenzhou was about to get into the car, but Song Jing grabbed his arm and tore him off.

He Wenzhou said: "Didn't you ignore me?"

Song Jing couldn't even love him enough at this moment, so he said softly, "Where are you going?"

He Wenzhou shook off his hand: "Don't worry about it."

He Wenzhou took two quick steps, seeing that Song Jing had no intention of chasing him, he became even angrier.

He turned around and walked behind the pillar on the other side, feeling angry.

Song Jing walked over and saw that his eyes were red, he was in his 20s, and regardless of his image, he was about to cry in public.

Song Jing felt pity and distressed, and wanted to touch his face with his hand, but he pushed him away.

"You kicked me out, why bother with me?"

"It was my fault."

"Are you also wrong? You don't believe me that much?"

He Wenzhou was really angry.Just because of a little girl, he was not allowed to enter the house.He does what he is most afraid of.He was so panicked outside the door that day, and he called him so miserably, but he didn't answer.Why is his heart so cruel!

As he spoke, the sockets of his eyes became hot, and the tears were all condensed in the deep pool.

Song Jing thought of the awkwardness these days, and it was very boring.

"do not Cry."

He stroked the corners of his red eyes.

He Wenzhou turned his head away fiercely.

He leaned his back against the colonnade, and he didn't answer or pay attention, but his eyes were red and teary, gathering strength.

Song Jing was afraid that he would cry uncomfortably, so she pulled him to the seat beside him and reasoned with him.

"I saw you coming out of the police station that day...it's my fault, I misunderstood you."

He Wenzhou said sternly, "She's from there."

Song Jing wanted to know that he would not get along well with that side, so he took out a tissue to wipe his tears.

"Okay, I get it. I won't drive you away in the future, and I won't ignore you."

"You can't kill me either!"

Song Jing laughed and said, "Of course."

"stop laughing."

He Wenzhou was about to cry again, and Song Jing was really afraid of his tears. His tears were like pearls, and they fell on his heart, making his heart ache.

"Don't cry, it's not sad. I don't laugh anymore."

He Wenzhou ignored him, anyway, he just wanted to cry and vent.Vent all the grievances and pains of these years, and let him see them all.

He cried more and more fiercely, and got into trouble again.Song Jing had no choice but to wipe him with a paper towel, so he could only squat in front of him, not knowing how to bring happiness to his soul, thinking back to those years, he called out: "Brother..."

He endured the shame, his cheeks were slightly red, and he coaxed He Wenzhou: "My good brother, don't cry. It makes me feel very uncomfortable."

"Is it?"

He Wenzhou sobbed and looked up at him.

Song Jing frowned and said, "Of course, wouldn't it be nice for me to see you cry?"

He Wenzhou twitched twice, bluffing, and stopped crying.

"That's the best. Will you still be angry with me in the future?"

Song Jing looked at him affectionately: "I'm not angry anymore."

"Are you still throwing me away, regardless of me?"

"Of course I will."

"Then will you let me come to your house?"

Song Jing hesitated, and He Wenzhou was about to lose his face. Song Jing hurriedly said, "Can I go to your house first tonight? Wait for New Year's Day, Yuxuan is gone...you..."

He Wenzhou immediately clenched his hand: "Go to my house?"

Song Jing saw that his eyes were shining, as if nothing had happened, and nodded.

"Then go now!"

He Wenzhou picked up his brother's things, and he didn't take the subway anymore, so he was going back to pick up the car immediately.

Song Jing accompanies him to mess around in the subway, whatever he wants to do, he will do with him.Simply embarrassing the two of them, no matter where he goes, he will be with him from now on.

When he got home, He Wenzhou began to take off his clothes, take a shower, and get busy.Song Jing looked at this long-lost house in Jinghu Xiangyuan. It has been a long time since he came here. The building has not changed, except that it has become an old community.The outer walls have been eroded and peeled off by wind and rain, becoming an isolated island in the abandoned old city.

The elevators in the community are outdated, but fortunately the house is okay, the combination lock opens with a ding, and the inside is pitch black, the room is still the same layout, the furniture has not changed at all.But it seems like everything has changed.It was deserted, with no smoke at all.

The two pairs of slippers were still placed in the entrance, and the carpet under the sofa was fluffy.

He Wenzhou didn't turn on the headlights either. He wanted to take a bath with him, but Song Jing refused.He just opened the bathroom door and let Song Jing sit outside.He looked at him helplessly, and while washing, he didn't know what he was looking at.

The water stopped, so he wrapped a bath towel, his whole body was wet, and hugged Song Jing from behind.