Long Island High School

He's crazy!

No more reason, no more face!

All he knew was that He Wenzhou was waiting for him.

He is his heart, his love, his baby.

He ran to the front of the teaching building in one breath, and saw He Wenzhou standing under the eaves of the corridor, the rain was pouring down, half of his body was submerged in the darkness, just drenched in the rain.

His eyes were big and black, sunken in, but after a few days he became thinner, like a ghost.The expression was about to cry or not, with his mouth flattened, because he was abandoned, he still kept the posture of yelling at him just now, and froze there motionless.The rain was running down his cheeks, and he didn't even notice it.

He was just an abandoned child, wet and sad.

Song Jing's heart was so soft that it melted into a mess.

How could he leave him here?

He originally wanted to apologize and coax him, so why did he make him angry and uncomfortable again.

Song Jing regretted his death.

He walked over and hugged He Wenzhou in his arms regardless of his wet body.

"Okay, He Wenzhou."

Song Jing put his arms around his shoulders and stroked his hair.Fortunately, he was about the same height as He Wenzhou. He pressed He Wenzhou's head on his shoulder, and the rain wet their faces.

"My fault, don't be angry."

He Wenzhou froze there motionless, holding his breath in his heart.If Song Jing didn't come for a moment, he just stood still for a moment.Song Jing will never come, so he will stay here forever.Song Jing didn't apologize to him, and he just drenched to death here.

He is purely a stubborn species, so he fell in love with Song Jing just like that.

His stubbornness is also childlike, as if the parents don't buy candy, so they throw down and roll on the ground.

Song Jing had nothing to do with him.

He put his arms around He Wenzhou with one hand, and stroked his chest with the other. If he didn't stroke it for him, he would suffocate to death.

"Wenzhou? Don't be angry, relax!"

He stroked his chest and pinched his lips, letting him breathe a long sigh of relief.

Take a deep breath, exhale and inhale, let out the breath you are holding.

He Wenzhou seemed to be trapped, he kept inhaling, and then inhaled again, but he refused to let go.

Song Jing was very anxious, and slapped him on the back hard, sweating in anxiety.

"I was wrong, Wen Zhou! Take a deep breath and follow me, okay?"

It took a long time for He Wenzhou to catch his breath.

He Wenzhou breathed a sigh of relief, but just stared at him without moving.

Song Jing was afraid that he would get wet, so he took off his school uniform jacket and put it on his head, holding him tightly with one hand.Like a child, lead him all the way to the platform.

The bus didn't come after waiting for a long time in the rain, and the umbrella he picked up halfway was propped on He Wenzhou's head.He pulled him, and it took half an hour to hail a taxi and go directly to Jinghu Xiangyuan.

When they arrived at Jinghu Xiangyuan, Song Jing opened the combination lock and went in to help He Wenzhou change his shoes.Both of them were drenched, and the water trickled down their clothes.

Song Jing was still holding him with one hand, and took off his shirt and pants, except for a pair of underwear.At this time, he didn't care about the taboo anymore, he brought him a change of clothes, and led him to the bathroom.

He Wenzhou remained motionless, still staring at him.

Song Jing felt regretful and weak, held his face with both hands, and kissed him solemnly on the forehead: "I won't go, boy, you go take a shower first, I'll still be here after washing."

He Wenzhou stared at him, his eyes were moist and sad, like crying.Song Jing couldn't see it, so he had to lead him in again, adjusted the water temperature for him, let him wash here obediently, moved a small mat by himself, and waited at the door.

The door was ajar and he could see him when he looked up.

Only then did He Wenzhou slowly start washing.

Song Jing twisted the wet clothes on his body, dripping water dripping down.Feeling heartless, I just turned around quickly, how to lie to my grandma and go back later, how to find something to make a meal for He Wenzhou, how to coax him to eat and go to sleep obediently.

He has always been independent and has taken care of his grandmother and younger brother, so these are not difficult for him.

He Wenzhou finished washing soon, and ran out to see that Song Jing was indeed there.

He went out, Song Jing went in, and also rushed casually.

He Wenzhou squatted on the saddle, tilted his head and looked inside, but Song Jing closed the curtain.

Song Jing was still wearing He Wenzhou's clothes, a white T-shirt and black pants.He came out and led He Wenzhou to sit on the sofa, and personally wiped his hair with a towel.He Wenzhou is like a dog, let him wipe and let him blow.

"are you hungry?"

He Wenzhou nodded.

Song Jing walked to the refrigerator, and after a while He Wenzhou stuck to it again.Song Jing hugged him with one arm, and picked the ingredients with the other.This family does not seem to be a permanent residence, nor does it cook.There are only a few tomatoes in the refrigerator, a few eggs and a sausage sent from nowhere.

Song Jing went to look for rice again, washed the rice, made ingredients, and cooked the rice, all using a rice cooker.

He asked He Wenzhou to sit aside and watch him finish the meal, then dragged him back to the sofa in the living room.

He Wenzhou was well-behaved throughout the whole process, but he didn't speak.

Song Jing put the rice in a porcelain bowl, scooped out a spoonful of rice with a small spoon, and handed it to He Wenzhou's mouth.

"Hey, eat your meal."

He Wenzhou looked at him and refused to eat.

Song Jing blew on the cool air, like serving a child: "It's not hot, really, after eating, I'll put you to bed, huh?"

He Wenzhou just opened his mouth, not to eat, but to speak hoarsely: "Do you love me?"

Song Jing put down the bowl: "Love."

"Then give me a kiss."

Song Jing raised his head and kissed him on the lips.

He Wenzhou opened his mouth, and Song Jing quickly handed in a mouthful of rice.The soft glutinous rice with the aroma of sausage is indeed mouth-watering.

"Is it your fault today?"

Song Jing glanced at him: "It's my fault."

"Where did you go wrong?"

"I... It was my fault that I didn't reply to your text message, which made you worry all night."

He Wenzhou nodded, he was still a child to teach, and took a second spoonful.

Song Jing fed him spoonfuls, while He Wenzhou questioned him sentence by sentence.

"anything else?"

Song Jing said: "My mistake was that I shouldn't have left you alone and let you soak in the night alone."

He Wenzhou nodded, agreeing.

"You shouldn't have left me. You shouldn't have left me in the dark. I couldn't sleep. I felt hopeless. You shouldn't have left me in school. You know how scared I am?"

Song Jing said, "Yes."

He couldn't understand He Wenzhou's sensitive emotions before, but tonight, he finally understood how frightening and desperate it is to be left behind.As long as you look down a little bit, you will be shocked by that kind of sadness.Similar to what I remembered, they should have been confidants who share weal and woe!

He knew that He Wenzhou wasn't losing his temper, he was really desperate.

He put his arms around He Wenzhou's shoulders, held him in his arms, and stroked his hair.

"No, I will definitely not go first in the future, I will wait for you."

He Wenzhou's eyes were wet, and he hugged his waist: "You can't go back on what you said."

"it is good."

He Wenzhou finally smiled through his tears, obediently ate a big bowl of rice, and Song Jing ate the rest.

The two each ate a bowl of rice, and Song Jing led him to wash up. During the time when he was washing, Song Jing cleaned up the dishes and the floor.

He Wenzhou couldn't leave him for a moment, and ran out after a while.Song Jing took him to the bedroom to sleep again.

The two were covered with a cool summer quilt, Song Jing told him to close his eyes obediently, held his head with one hand, and patted him to sleep with the other.He Wenzhou curled up in his arms, against his chest.

Song Jing also closed his eyes.

He Wenzhou smelled his scent and said, "Brother, you smell so good."

Song Jing knew that if he could act like a baby, he would be fine.

He answered solemnly.

He Wenzhou said again: "Can you stop being angry with me in the future?"

He was also very resentful.

Song Jing felt the palpitations of the rest of his life after a catastrophe. He was thrilled, exhausted, and finally the trouble was over and he escaped from the sky.My heart has been pinched by him all night, and I can no longer feel the pain.

He thought, he still needs to talk to He Wenzhou.

"Wen Zhou..."

"Call my brother."

Song Jing's lips were dry, and he called out, "Brother."

"Ok?"

"I must text you back every day, but we only send one before going to bed, okay?"

He Wenzhou put his arms around his waist: "Not good."

Song Jing was worried: "The third year of high school is heavy, I don't want my grades to drop, and you don't want me to be tired, do you?"

He Wenzhou said slowly: "Then you have to chat with me for a while!"

Song Jing smiled lightly: "Okay."

Then he said again: "If I didn't reply once, I mean if, don't worry, don't wait, I must be delayed by something, I didn't reply on purpose, and it didn't mean I didn't miss you, you wait I'll come to see you the next day, be good, okay?"

Now He Wenzhou didn't answer.

Song Jing tried his best to break his head, and faced him face to face: "Is it okay?"

He Wenzhou reluctantly said, "Then you and I go to the equipment room every week."

"Ok?"

"are you going?"

Song Jing and him looked at each other, and their hearts were beating wildly, because they knew what it meant to go to the equipment room, or it might be a temptation.

Seeing that he didn't answer, He Wenzhou hugged him again.

"Then stop talking."

"For a date, come to Jinghu Xiangyuan, or go to the equipment room, you choose one."

Song Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "We'll see it when the time comes, okay?"

"I have one every week anyway, I can't help it."

Song Jing's face was hot, and his body was also hot. He put his arms around him and said, "Okay."

"You promised?"

Song Jing reluctantly said, "Yes."

He Wenzhou got up suddenly, and was about to press him under the quilt.Song Jing didn't expect him to want it now, his face was flushed, but He Wenzhou didn't care, he was so wronged, he wanted him to return it!

Under the quilt, he insisted that Song Jing take the initiative.The two were tossing and turning below, Song Jing was breathless and wanted to get out, but he was dragged back again, forcing him to take the initiative.

This was the first time Song Jing took the initiative to kiss him, the first time to step on him and serve him.

He Wenzhou enjoyed it, panting in his ear, stroking his waist, urging him to be heavier, heavier.

Song Jing was completely bullied by him, and he did all kinds of shameless things.

He Wenzhou had enjoyed enough all this time, enjoyed it so much that he let him go just now. The two of them were covered with wetness, and they hugged and kissed again. It was very late, and Song Jing had to leave before they separated.

Afterwards, He Wenzhou took him to the equipment room when he had nothing to do. The two closed the door and became more and more daring inside. He Wenzhou tried a few novel ways of playing. go.

Once, Gao Yang ran into him.

Gao Yang pushed open the door of the equipment room, and saw He Wenzhou lazily sitting on the ground, the room was filled with ambiguous and dim light, and a strong smell of fishy smell.

He withdrew abruptly and said, "Fuck, what does this smell like!"