squeamish bag he was reborn

"Did I do something wrong..."

Song Yuan continued to talk but stopped watching Shen Qiyou buried his head in the socket of his neck, wet and cold tears fell on that piece of skin, and the burning young man's heart ached.

Why does he always make this man cry?

Will that Mr. Gu do it?

He won't.

Shen Qiyou silently added the answer in his heart.

"No." He clumsily patted the slightly trembling person, even though the sourness and distress in his heart were about to overwhelm him, his face was still expressionless and looked extraordinarily cold.

"...Why do you ask such a question?"

"Don't you know? You know it, and I know it too." Song Yuan said without thinking, and he took a sniff before continuing: "Because I'm afraid that if I don't ask again, you won't want me one day gone."

"Shen Qiyou, we were not like this before, no..." He couldn't explain why, those subtle changes couldn't even be described in exact words, they could only leave bloody scars in the hearts of the two of them.

When I think about it, there will be fine numb pain.

Song Yuan couldn't say what he said later, but the tears kept flowing out. He hated himself like this very much now, and shed tears every now and then.He is obviously already an adult psychologically, but he always looks like a naive child when facing this person when he is wronged.

He tried his best to calm down his emotions, but he couldn't help thinking about Shen Qiyou's inexplicable estrangement these days, the more he thought about it, the more grievance and sadness he felt in his heart.In the end, he simply gave up on himself and wiped his tears all over the clothes he was sticking to.

Anyway, it's not the first time.

Shen Qiyou looked down at the person who was rubbing his head and wiping tears in his arms, the broken hole in his heart seemed to be covered with soft cotton.

He restrained the disobedient hand that wanted to touch his hair so much, he only hugged him tighter.

Because of such unreasonable and intimate behavior, the two of them gradually felt better. Song Yuan quietly put his arms around Shen Qiyou's neck, as if he wanted to embed himself in his arms.

They haven't been this close in a long time.

"What were you doing just now?" Shen Qiyou hugged the person and continued walking down and said abruptly.

Song Yuan was stunned for a moment and then realized, "I'm doing something bad, I wiped my tears on you, maybe there's still snot in my nose." He intentionally said loudly in Shen Qiyou's ear, but after he finished speaking, he realized that he was too sloppy and whispered Added: "Liar, no snot."

"Well, it's okay."

Song Yuan murmured in a low voice that he wouldn't be like this. As soon as the words fell, the person who was hanging on the person obediently just now shook his body in the next second, as if he wanted to get off.

"Do you want to go down?" Shen Qiyou said lightly, but there was no intention of letting go.

"Don't go down, I'm just changing my posture so that you won't be tired." Song Yuan felt a little guilty, as if changing his posture would reduce his weight.

"Well, am I sinking?"

"Not sinking."

Song Yuan let out an oh and then said frankly: "I actually didn't fall asleep on the rooftop."

"I know." Shen Qiyou was not surprised at all.

How could a sleeping person say such sad and wronged words.

"I did it on purpose. I thought you would wake me up, but you...you hugged me." Song Yuan wanted to get closer to him at first, but after being hugged so cherished by others, , he couldn't hide his grievances these days, and when he found a vent, he poured out uncontrollably.

"Why are you hugging me?"

Song Yuan raised his eyes and looked at the person, "If it was someone else, would you hug him too?"

Shen Qiyou lowered his head and walked down silently for a while before saying: "No."

"Why not?" Song Yuan seemed to want to break the casserole and ask the bottom line today, and after asking, he would look straight at people with those red almond eyes.

"Because 'other people' are not friends, but you are." His answer was impeccable, and Song Yuan's heart that was still jumping for joy fell to the bottom in an instant.

Shen Qiyou only regards him as a friend.

"Then would someone hug a friend like this?" Song Yuan's voice was very low, and after he finished speaking, he noticed that Shen Qiyou's body froze and his feet stopped suddenly.

Without giving up, he asked with a hint of expectation: "Will it be?"

"If you don't like it, I can put you down." Shen Qiyou's voice didn't fluctuate at all, and he just stated a sentence in a flat manner.

Song Yuan's eyes were red again, and his voice was crying: "I hate you."

Shen Qiyou suppressed the tide in his eyes and said nothing, he thought that he was right to hate himself.And he can no longer fall into a sweet quagmire because of Song Yuan's specious words, he is afraid that he will really do something that hurts him.

So, it's okay for him to be so bad at making his sad people hated.

But this person who said he hated him still got into his bed.

At that moment, Shen Qiyou was so shocked by the violent unspeakable emotions that he almost burst into tears, and the heart that was sunk in the valley was carefully placed on the soft cloud.He thought to himself, what he longed for was Song Yuan by his side, even if he was anyone else.

The boy turned his back to him and said nothing, but his soft sobs could still be heard in the small space where the needle drop could be heard.

Shen Qiyou endured the huge soreness in his nose and carefully hugged him into his arms, his back was pressed against his chest so tightly that there was no gap.

Almost the next second after his movement was completed, the person with his back turned over as if he couldn't help it anymore, and buried his head in the socket of his neck.

"Shen Qiyou, you...you're annoying..." There were obvious crying and uncontrollable grievances in the words, obviously accusing the other party, but the person who said he was annoying was tightly stuck to his arms, Tears flooded his clothes again.

"Well, I'm annoying." Shen Qiyou admitted it thoroughly, brushing the hair of the person in his arms with his hand again and again, "So don't cry, okay?"

"I don't want to do this, but I can't control it..." Song Yuan's voice became calmer, but both hands tightly grasped the hem of Shen Qiyou's back, as if afraid that someone would run away.

"Then don't control it."

Song Yuan hummed obediently, sniffed his nose and felt that he was about to cry all his life's tears these days. He quietly curled up in Shen Qiyou's arms, feeling the comfort of this person, and calmed down bit by bit. .

"Shen Qiyou, you haven't answered my previous question yet?" He didn't say it clearly but both of them knew what he wanted to say.

Those obstacles that are separated by barriers must be broken at a moment, and those thorns in the heart must be pulled out one day.

Shen Qiyou paused and asked another sentence, his expression was calm but the imperceptible tremor in his voice still betrayed his emotions——

"Song Yuan, who am I?"

"You are...you are Shen Qiyou." Although Song Yuan was puzzled, he still answered seriously.

"Can you say it again?" Shen Qiyou suppressed the tide in his eyes and his voice was hoarse.

"You are Shen Qiyou, the only and best Shen Qiyou in the whole world." Song Yuan whispered this sentence in his ear, "Do you still want to hear it? I can say it many, many times."

"That's enough."

That's enough, he thought.

"Then can you answer now?" Song Yuan added after finishing speaking: "Shen Qiyou, what I want to hear..."

"You do not want--"

"That's because I retreated to the distance that a friend should have." Shen Qiyou interrupted him, and continued with desperate courage: "So, do you understand?"