broken triangle

Jiang Zhihui is indeed dissatisfied with the status quo.

He wasn't blaming anyone, he just felt that he could do something and work harder to make all this a little different.

After his father left, after Luo Yi said to him, "Bastard, idiot, villain", he stayed up all night and finally figured it out. The sky outside the window turned from dark to white, and the street lights downstairs turned on and off.After his father had been gone for two months, his mother calmed down a bit, and he confessed his sexuality to his mother. Before his mother could say anything, he seemed to have let go of the old shackles.

And his mother was much more open-minded than he imagined, and she was able to treat Luo Er as usual.

He tidied up his father's old things, but he didn't expect to find a lot of messy little things in the basement. It was meaningless now that he thought about it, but he regarded it as treasure at that time.The game console that Luo Yi gave him was one of his 12th birthday presents; there was also a half-worn shirt that he didn’t think of, but he took out a ball of crumpled toilet paper from his pocket—this is Luo Yi and He confessed the clothes he wore that day, and wiped away Luo Yi's tears.

Now, looking sideways at Luo Yi on the co-pilot, he thought to himself, it's time to get back what he missed.

During these five months, the sadness of his father's death was still there, but at the same time he felt that life was brand new, the sky was high and the road was far away, and he gave birth to fresh and greedy desires.

He felt that he was alive, and he felt that there should be a Luo Yi in such a vivid life.

But he didn't know if Luo Yi was still willing to share his future life with him.

He is going to pursue Luo Er, just thinking about it like this makes him laugh out loud.But Luo Er may not be able to realize that in some respects, Luo Er is abnormally self-deceiving.

He has to make it clear, tomorrow.Make an appointment with Luo Er to accompany him to pack the old things, maybe the memory of the past can soften Luo Er's heart and save him from punching him a few times.

Outside the car is already a wilderness, except for the continuous traffic flow, there are countless mountains and high sky.As the wind intensified, Jiang Zhihui closed all the car windows on Luo Yi's side. He turned his face halfway, watching Luo Yi's face squeezed out by the U-shaped pillow.

Cute, he laughed.

17-year-old Luo Er said to him: "I think I might like you." Luo Er rolled his eyes uncomfortably and grabbed his collar: "Xiaohui, brother Hui, can we be together?"

That's when he said "sorry".

He wanted to go back and kill that self, and then stand in front of Luo Er instead of him, hold his face and say "I do" seriously.

How many twists and turns and unnecessary people can be saved in this way?

A coward has courage, does he still have a chance to get his treasure back?

At around seven o'clock in the evening, the car got off the highway and entered the area of ​​S city.The sun had already set, and the sky was gradually covered by twilight. Red lanterns hung on the treetops on both sides of the road, lighting up dizzily.

Luo Yi didn't know when he woke up, he rolled up the blanket and stuffed it aside, and said to him, "So fast."

Jiang Zhihui asked him: "Go back to my house first? Say hello to my mother, she has always missed you."

Of course Luo Yi nodded.

The lights outside the car were shining brightly, Luo Yi didn't want to meet Jiang Zhihui's eyes, so he had to look outside.But for the city where he was raised, almost all his memories are related to Jiang Zhihui. He obviously wanted to avoid Jiang Zhihui, but he remembered more things about him.

For example, the first time he faintly fell in love with Jiang Zhihui was when Jiang Zhihui dragged him to avoid the snow falling from the top of the tree in a street full of red lanterns, with people coming and going.

Like a thorn in the back, making people restless, Luo Yi adjusted his sitting posture irritably.

Jiang Zhihui asked overly courteously again: "Luo Er is not comfortable sitting? I will buy a soft cushion next time."

Luo Yi annoyed him, waved his hand to make him watch the road carefully, and didn't bother to pay attention to him.Jiang Zhihui asked again: "I came back this time and brought my mother a special product from N City. Will you bring a pack to Aunt Feng later?"

"Why are you asking me, why don't you just give it to her?" Luo Yi leaned on the back of the chair and couldn't bear it anymore and finally asked, "Jiang Zhihui, you are wrong today, what are you trying to blame?"

Of course Jiang Zhihui didn't say anything.Luo Yi was annoyed today, didn't he just hit the muzzle of the gun when he said it?

Luo Yi couldn't force him to speak, and the two of them arrived home speechless all the way.

Sending Jiang Zhihui away, when only father Luo, Ms. Wang Fengye and him were left at home, the three of them looked at each other in silence, finished their meal dryly, Luo Yi closed the door and lay back on his bed, started the game boredly, and played absent-mindedly a couple of hours.

Before going to bed, I saw the news that Jiang Zhihui asked him out.

He tossed and turned thinking about Jiang Zhihui's abnormality, and he didn't fall asleep until three o'clock on the first night home.