squeamish bag he was reborn

Things start a few hours ago.

The so-called training camp is actually similar in nature to camping, but the conditions are much more difficult than camping.Each student can only bring some daily necessities and a change of clothes, and nothing else is allowed.The school has very strict controls on this item, and checks the backpack before departure.

Snacks and mobile phones hidden by several students were confiscated.

This is a tradition in No. [-] Middle School, regardless of the AB area, all sophomore students participate.The time is not long and lasts for three days. After all, high school students should focus on learning, mainly to let them experience the exercise of will.According to the past tradition, the bus sent them to the foot of a mountain, and the rest of the journey depended on the students themselves.

Leading class seven is a physical education teacher, tall and burly, with a fierce face, and at first glance, he has the kind of vigorous and resolute temperament.

Bai Yang lamented: "How did you get assigned to him? Tsk, God is going to kill me."

Song Yuan was standing next to him and was a little nervous when he heard the words: "Is this teacher very strict?"

"You can't say it's strict, it's just that he's too rigid, following him, you don't even think about cutting corners and taking jobs." Bai Yang said in the end that he was a little frustrated.

To live in this corner for three days, without even a mobile phone, and to prepare food and cook by yourself, is just like primitive people.Maybe it's not as good as primitive people, at least you don't have to do weird tasks.

Only then did Song Yuan heave a sigh of relief, he looked at the silent Shen Qiyou beside him a little embarrassed: "I might hold you back later."

"No." Shen Qiyou said lightly, he understood Song Yuan's meaning after a little thought. They were standing at the foot of the mountain, and they had to climb up by themselves if they wanted to go up.

In fact, it was true, and that teacher was just like what Bai Yang said, very rigid.

Obviously there is a road that is closer and easier to walk, and they are not allowed to walk. They have to follow the original plan to take that small road. up.

Song Yuan thought it was very fresh at first, but he couldn't stand it anymore as he walked.

He pursed his lips and tried his best to keep up with Shen Qiyou's pace, and after walking for a while, the person walking in front suddenly stopped.

"Why don't you leave?" Song Yuan took this opportunity to pant slightly, because of him, the two of them were already behind the crowd, and there were only a few scattered classmates behind them.

Shen Qiyou didn't speak but stretched out his hand to him, and then explained after a pause: "This way, hurry up."

Song Yuan let out a sound of embarrassment, he was indeed too late, his backpack was carried by Shen Qiyou from the beginning, and now he has to rely on this person to pull his backpack.

He hesitated to hold the slender hand, and then the owner of the hand pulled him forward. Song Yuan didn't care whether it would be strange for the two boys to hold hands.Following Shen Qiyou's footsteps and walking forward step by step, being pulled by someone is indeed much better than before.

When the two finally reached the designated place, most of the classmates had already arrived. To his surprise, what was placed in front of them was not the pots and pans that Song Yuan experienced in his previous life, but a large pile of snacks, drinks and fresh fruits.

If it wasn't for the venue here, he would have thought that this was not for training but for an outing.

"I said, can you two let go of your hands? Don't you think it's too hot?" Bai Yang held a cherry tomato in his mouth, and he was amused when he saw the two of them approaching.

After being teased by him like this, Song Yuan realized that he was still holding Shen Qiyou's hand, not only holding it but also very tightly.He blushed quickly and withdrew his hand, pointing to those on the ground as if changing the subject.

"Is this for us?"

Shen Qiyou lowered his head and looked down at his empty hands, and unconsciously twirled his fingertips.

Bai Yang raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "Of course, otherwise, who is it for? It was sent by our homeroom teacher, how is it? Lao Liu is not bad, right? Hahaha, when he sent it, Lao Yang's face was full It's purple."

Lao Yang is the physical education teacher who takes them.

"You go to Guo Li, she will give you two points."

"However, this is the last carnival. Give me some sweets first, and I'll be an ascetic monk tomorrow." Bai Yang added with a bitter face.

Strictly speaking, today is not counted within the required three days, so even if Liu Hua sent something, Yang Zhao couldn't say anything.It was the first day since then, the students were still very relaxed, Song Yuan was also very happy in his heart, he dragged Shen Qiyou to get some things from Guo Lina, and then pulled people to set up tents.

There is a small tent for two people, and it was already dark when they finished it.Some students have already started to light a fire to cook, and it is interesting for a few people to make a lot of noise, but most of the students still choose to treat the snacks they received as dinner.After all, there will be plenty of opportunities to cook for myself in the next three days.

Song Yuan and Shen Qiyou also thought so.

So Shen Qiyou went to fetch water for washing, while Song Yuan stayed in the tent to make up their beds. He said that the bed was actually a layer of mattress on the ground. After thinking about it, he brought him over specially. Clothes were laid underneath for a more comfortable sleep.

When he finished his work, he took a bottle of pink drink to quench his thirst. When he drank it, he felt that the taste was a bit strange, but Song Yuan didn't think much about it.He drank this purely because of the nice color, so when Shen Qiyou came back, he saw this little drunk cat.

"Are you Shen Qiyou? Why are there two of you..." Song Yuan was really puzzled and said it several times.

When Shen Qiyou put down the bucket and came over, he directly pinched the other person's face, and then showed a silly smile: "Oh, I was wrong, there is only one you."

There was still no change on the face of the person whose face was pinched, but the tips of the ears were slightly red.When he got closer, he realized that something was wrong with Song Yuan, and immediately frowned slightly.

Although the boy's eyes were full of smiles, his movements were very slow, as if the slow button had been pressed, and his tone of voice was also different from usual.

"Song Yuan, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." The person whose name was called looked at him seriously and said, his eyes sparkling.

"I made the bed just now, and I made it by myself. Look, isn't it terrible?" Song Yuan pointed to the humble floor and said proudly.

Shen Qiyou watched him silently without speaking, and then found that the young man's face became more and more rosy, and the moisture in his eyes seemed to fog up those beautiful almond eyes.

The water is hazy.

"Why are you ignoring me?" The boy pursed his lips aggrievedly after he didn't hear the response, because the water vapor accumulated in his eyes was about to overflow because of the movement of lowering his head, he looked pitiful.

Shen Qiyou suddenly panicked, and quickly replied: "I didn't ignore you, the bed is very good, very powerful."

Hearing these words, the young boy's aggrieved look disappeared instantly, and he showed a big smile again, "Well, thank you for complimenting me, I am very happy."

Shen Qiyou's heart softened by his appearance, and his eyes softened unconsciously.

His voice was very soft: "Song Yuan, can you tell me what you did just now?"

The boy looked at him in confusion, "The bed is made."

"That's not it."

Song Yuan murmured and thought for a long time before saying: "I also drank a bottle of pink water." After he finished speaking, he stood up suddenly, walked a few steps unsteadily, and almost fell, but luckily Shen Qiyou supported him.

"Looking for something?"

"Ah."

After Song Yuan finished speaking, he looked at a corner and squatted down, and pulled out a small transparent bottle from inside.

"This is it."

"But it's not very tasty."

Shen Qiyou took it over to look at the description above, it was a bottle of alcoholic drink, even higher than ordinary beer.

So, he is drunk?

Shen Qiyou pulled him back to the original place and told him to sit properly.

"Do you have a headache?"

"Is there any discomfort in the body?"

Song Yuan looked at him unclearly: "It doesn't hurt, and I don't feel uncomfortable."

"Well, I think there's still... something wrong." After a while, Song Yuan touched his face and said softly.

"where……"

Before Shen Qiyou finished speaking, Song Yuan took his hand and put it on his face, with a soft voice: "Shen Qiyou, my face is so hot... Am I, am I... "

He wanted to find a suitable adjective to describe his current situation, but his dull mind couldn't think of any.

He lowered his head in frustration: "It's over, I've become a fool."

"You didn't become a fool, Song Yuan, you are drunk." Shen Qiyou also squatted down and patted the young man's shoulder with his other hand.

"Drunk? But I didn't drink..." Song Yuan touched his face with his hands in doubt, and suddenly remembered something, and his voice suddenly became anxious.

"Shen Qiyou, I didn't mean to get drunk, I don't know... I don't know when I drank. I'll be good... Don't hate me, okay?"

The young man's expression was more anxious than his voice. After speaking, he pursed his lips and looked at the person, with tears welling up in his eyes at some point.

Shen Qiyou's hand was still pulled by Song Yuan and placed on his face, the palm was hot, he didn't know why the young man said such words suddenly, but seeing his anxious appearance, his heart welled up At a loss.

"I know, I won't hate you."

After a pause, he said again: "Why do you think so?"

Song Yuan's voice was muffled: "Because you hate drunk people."

Shen Qiyou didn't expect this answer. He thought it was just Song Yuan's nonsense. After all, drunk people don't have any logic at all, so they can say whatever they want.

He does hate drunk people.

"How did you know?"

"I won't tell you, but I just know."

Perhaps it was because the heat on his face was too exhausting, Song Yuan subconsciously rubbed his cheek against Shen Qiyou's palm after speaking, it was cool and very comfortable.He rubbed for a while, then stopped suddenly, and gently removed the hand from his face again.

Don't make trouble with him, maybe this person is still angry with him.

"I won't rub you anymore, be good, don't be angry, okay?"

"Next time I won't be drunk."

"Not angry."

Shen Qiyou gave him another hand, seeing that the young man was staring at him eagerly but refused to stick it, so he took the initiative to stick the other's enthusiastic face with the back of his hand.

At that moment, he felt as if his hands were trapped in soft cotton.

"I do hate drunks, but you."

"I won't hate anything you do."

"really?"

"Ah."

The person who got the clear answer was relieved, and rubbed lightly on the back of his hand, Shen Qiyou was a little worried: "Song Yuan, wait for me here, I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back soon .”

"Don't." Song Yuan, who was drunk, was extremely clingy. He grabbed Shen Qiyou's clothes with both hands and emphasized again: "Don't go."

"5 minutes."

"Not even for a second."

Shen Qiyou had no choice, he tried to communicate with the young man in another way, and then he felt Song Yuan let go of his hand and turned his back to him.

In a low voice: "Are you going to abandon me again? You said you would come back, but you didn't."

"You never came back."

He paused before continuing: "Now you have to go again."

"I hate you."

These words contained obvious crying and great grievances, and for a moment Shen Qiyou's heart was clenched and hurt by the sadness that was almost overflowing from the words.

He didn't understand what the young man was thinking to say these words. This person who said he hated him and left his back to him, but he was very sad.

"I was wrong, I'm not leaving."

After Shen Qiyou finished speaking, he carefully poked his back very gently.

"Turn around, okay?"

"not good--"

Song Yuan's voice didn't sound that sad, with some anger.

Shen Qiyou pursed her lips again helplessly.

After thinking about it, he got up and poured the water he just brought back into a washbasin. Since he won't go out, it would be good to wipe Song Yuan's face and relieve himself.

When he turned around with the water basin in hand, he saw the man who was holding his breath and saying something bad was looking at him eagerly with his head turned sideways. As soon as their eyes met, he quickly turned away.

Perhaps because of being caught, Song Yuan buried his face in his knees this time.

Shen Qiyou watched the young man shrink into a ball and slightly bent his lips, his heart was softened by this person.

He walked across to the boy and said to him seriously: "I said something wrong, don't be angry with me."

"I'm not angry."

"you're lying."

"I do not have."

Shen Qiyou couldn't help it because of him, the drunk Song Yuan was not the same as usual, like a cat playing with a small temper.

"Then tell me, how can I coax you?"

Song Yuan didn't speak, but raised his head: "I'm not angry, don't coax."

He paused and said, "I didn't lie just now, so I won't be angry with you."

"How could I be mad at you..."

The last sentence was in a very low voice, but Shen Qiyou's heart was numb because of the natural trembling in the words.He put the towel in the water, soaked it and wrung it dry, looked at the person and said, "Will you wipe your face, it will be more comfortable."

"need."

Song Yuan raised his face obediently, and even took the initiative to join in with Shen Qiyou.

Eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, Shen Qiyouzai wiped them carefully, and got wet several times in the middle.

After wiping, Song Yuan stretched out his hand again, motioning him to wipe his hand too.

So Shen Qiyouyou wiped every one of his fingers seriously.

"Is it better now?"

Song Yuan nodded obediently, he seemed to be awake a lot, Shen Qiyou's heart gradually eased back.

The next second, the young man stood up suddenly, his tone became anxious again, he looked at the person anxiously and aggrieved and said word by word: "Where is my butt? Why is there no butt? Shen Qiyou, the butt is gone, yes It's not lost..."

Shen Qiyou; "..."

A trace of bewilderment appeared on his rare face, and after he realized it immediately, the corners of his mouth were already curled up.

The man was still drunk.

"Yes, you didn't lose your butt."

"But I can't find it."

Song Yuan's voice sounded extremely sad.

Shen Qiyou wanted to go forward to help him confirm, but he thought of a fleeting blush on his fair skin, he stood in place and looked at the people who were spinning around anxiously, and said softly: "Go back... touch it , still there."

"Oh."

Song Yuan touched his butt obediently, then laughed happily, and said to the person in surprise and joy, "I found it, and I didn't lose it!"

The answer to him was a hmm with an indistinct smile.

Just when he thought nothing would happen, he heard the young man exclaim again with sadness: "Where's the tail? Why is my tail missing? I still have it just now..."

Shen Qiyou once again fell into a long silence, because he really couldn't explain to the boy that he didn't actually have a tail.

When the two of them finally lay down and were about to sleep, Song Yuan still hugged Shen Qiyou's arm and asked him, why is there no tail?

The young man who had been asked a question by him for a long time did not show the slightest bit of impatience, he just felt that the softest part of his heart had been messed up by this man when he looked at him.

He thought for a while and said, "Yes, you can see it when you fall asleep."

Song Yuan firmly believed in this sentence, he really closed his eyes obediently, and did not forget to say good night to him.

When Shen Qiyou was awakened by a burst of hot and humid tears, he saw Song Yuan curled up in his arms, his body trembling slightly, choking silently.

He immediately sat up, wrapped the boy in a quilt and faced him.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid." The boy was obviously awake, Shen Qiyou thought he was having a nightmare.

Song Yuan still bowed his head and did not speak, but the tears flowed more and more fiercely, and within a moment he was crying badly, and let out a faint sob.

Shen Qiyou wiped his tears with his hands helplessly, feeling anxious and sad.

He had never seen a boy cry like this, even if he was in pain, he would stubbornly hold back his tears.

He didn't understand what made him cry so sadly, but he clearly understood how sad and sad this young man who was no longer holding back his tears was at the moment.

"Song Yuan..."

As soon as Shen Qiyou called out his name, the young man rushed into his arms, and those hot tears fell on the side of his neck in an instant, making his heart ache.

He hugged the boy into his arms, patted his back lightly, and felt the person in his arms calm down slowly, before he said, "It's okay, did you have a nightmare?"

Song Yuan shook his head, he hadn't fully sobered up yet, and in the unconscious drunkenness, those emotions that he deliberately suppressed could no longer be suppressed.

He touched the scar on Shen Qiyou's body, felt the thin protruding bones on the young man's body, tears flowed out again uncontrollably.

His voice trembled uncontrollably: "Shen Qiyou, you...do you hurt?"

"When they bully you, you...do you...it hurts..."

"I'm so sad... If, if only I could meet you sooner... In this way, I can... protect you."

"You won't be in pain..."

That old scar has long since lost its pain, even when pressed against the rough skin, there will be no other sensations, but when Song Yuan caresses it so carefully, Shen Qiyoujue suddenly feels that it has feelings .

He clearly remembered the pain of being pierced by a sharp blade, but compared with Song Yuan's tears, it didn't hurt at all.

The ugly scar radiated warmth under the boy's fingertips, mixed with the warm body temperature of the boy in his arms, his eyes were red in an instant, and his heart was full of sourness.

It turned out that it was this scar that made him so sad, and it turned out that Shen Qiyou was the one who made him shed so many tears.

Song Yuan was feeling sorry for him.

I feel sorry for his miserable past.

He thought, how could he meet such a person.

Such a good person, it's not enough for him to spend his whole life liking him.

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