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"I don't know."

Song Yuan sat cross-legged on the cramped single bed with his head slightly lowered, his voice was hoarse: "Shen Qiyou, what do you mean..."

"What does it mean to return to the distance of a friend?"

If he hadn't enlightened yet, naturally he wouldn't be able to understand the meaning of this sentence so easily, but now that he knows what kind of feelings he has for this person, it's obvious what he means by these words.

No friend would say such a thing, nor did he and Gu Nian'an in his previous life.

But he was still afraid that he had misunderstood.

Shen Qiyou didn't answer the words immediately, but imitated Song Yuan's posture and sat cross-legged facing him, and after a long time said: "That's what it means."

"Song Yuan, I don't regard you as just a friend."

"Then what do you think of me?" Song Yuan raised his eyes and looked at the person fixedly. He couldn't see anything clearly in the darkness. He could only see the boy in front of him with his head bowed, exuding a sense of loneliness that couldn't be ignored. breath.

His heart ached again.

Shen Qiyou's appearance seemed to have foreseen the result, and he might not even have thought about the result at all, as if he just told him this sentence and had no other thoughts.

"Shen Qiyou, can you make it clear? How do I know if you don't say anything?" Song Yuan's voice was once again crying.

"I'll take you..." Shen Qiyou's voice was almost inaudible, he thought, after he said this, there was no way out.

He and Song Yuan may be completely over.

But he doesn't regret what he said just now, it's good to have a break, so that Song Yuan won't feel sad because of his unconscious actions.

"I regard you as the person I like."

"Understood?" Shen Qiyou's tone became extraordinarily calm this time, but under this calmness was the despair and difficulty that could not be concealed.

After he finished speaking, the narrow space fell into an unprecedented silence. The two of them sat facing each other in silence, feeling as if the air was about to freeze for a moment.

Under such depression, the corners of Shen Qiyou's lips curled into a very shallow arc, and then he closed his eyes to suppress the mist in his eyes, and his whole body changed from a tense state to a deflated puppet.

Even though he had expected this result long ago, he still couldn't stop shaking at the moment of being sentenced, overwhelming intense heartache and great unspeakable sadness completely engulfed him from head to toe.

Song Yuan will not pay attention to him in the future, because he is too greedy.He got everything he gave to that person and wanted to replace it. He is so unqualified, and he deserves to be abandoned.

"Don't be afraid—"

"Why are you afraid?" The crying voice of the sitting person was even worse, and as soon as the words fell, he threw himself into Shen Qiyou's arms, almost using all his strength to hug the sad person in front of him.

"Did you hear my answer? How come you draw your own conclusions before I say anything, don't you even want to hear what I'm going to say?"

"Shen Qiyou, do you think you are the only one singing a one-man show?"

Sensing that the person in his arms was trembling unconsciously because of this sentence, the distress in Song Yuan's heart almost turned into substance.

"You regard me as someone you like, do I only regard you as a friend?"

"If it was a friend, I wouldn't hug him like this, Shen Qiyou."

"So, do you understand? Do you understand that I am the same as you?"

Song Yuan was almost choked up at the end of his speech. He lay on the young man's thin but warm and fiery words and silently absorbed the warmth. When he calmed down completely, he opened the distance and looked at him straight, and then said——

"Shen Qiyou, I like you."

"You...what did you say?" Shen Qiyou was stunned in disbelief as if he had lost his mind, and he murmured to himself for a long time before he asked this sentence with great difficulty.

"Just say it once."

Song Yuan finished speaking as if he was holding his breath, and his face turned red again, seeing that he was about to lose control of his emotions, and simply buried himself in his arms again.

Shen Qiyou's chest heaved violently, the heart that was still beating fast made trembling sounds again and again, his waist was hugged again, but this time his hands and feet were in a panic and he didn't know how to put it down .

He heard what Song Yuan said, but subconsciously suspected that it was his auditory hallucination.

"Are you talking about the one you like?" After a while, he reached out and poked the person in his arms and asked softly.

Song Yuan's voice was muffled: "It's that one, it's the one you thought it was."

"not friend."

The topic was ended again, and the two fell into silence again, but the ambiguous atmosphere in the air gradually rose.

Song Yuan realized later that he distanced himself from Shen Qiyou and obediently sat aside. He seemed to realize at this moment that he had already confessed his love to this person.

He thought that he would never have the day to say this to this person face to face.

That's how it came out.

This is his first official confession in his previous life and this life together. The scene is a small bed, and one of the protagonists is still crying. Thinking of this, he feels very embarrassed.

But more is the indescribable great joy and happiness.

It turned out that Shen Qiyou also liked him.

Song Yuan thought sadly and amusedly, the two of them obviously liked each other, but in the end one was more uncomfortable and wronged than the other, even the confession was made as if there was only today and no tomorrow.

There is nothing like them.

"It's all your fault."

"I clearly want to..."

Song Yuan didn't say any more, his original fantasy was to give Shen Qiyou a perfect confession, no matter what the result was, at least the process had to be good.Rather than being so hasty, the two of them are more haggard than the other, he must be ugly now.

"Blame me." Shen Qiyou said as he wanted to hug him into his arms again to comfort him, but somehow the smooth movements just now suddenly froze.

Only then did he suddenly realize that he and Song Yuan's identities were different.

People also suddenly became helpless.

Song Yuan shook his head: "It's not your fault."

He thought that if it wasn't for Shen Qiyou's sudden something wrong, a coward like him would definitely not take a step first.

"Shen Qiyou, um, you...have you made up your mind? I'm...a boy." He stumbled and said that he was a little worried, after all, their gender was there.Another point is that he was even afraid that Shen Qiyou's liking for him would have a fledgling plot of attachment.

Thinking back carefully, since he got along with Shen Qiyou, he has rarely had a sense of boundary that brings him unconscious intimacy and intimacy, and he is almost the only one around the other party.

As a person who is strictly older than him, Song Yuan feels that he has this obligation to remind his little lover.

"Ok, I know."

Song Yuan let out an oh and lowered the corners of his lips that were about to turn up and said, "Well, you may meet someone better than me in the future—"

"No." Shen Qiyou interrupted him firmly, he knew what Song Yuan meant and understood his concerns, but he also knew what kind of existence this person was to him.

There will never be anyone better than Song Yuan.

"It has nothing to do with time and age, I only like you." Shen Qiyou said stubbornly, his ears turned red.

"You like me so much?" Song Yuan was obviously not much better than him, and his face was so hot that he blushed, but now he relied on the other party's invisible tone and even had a hint of teasing.

"Ah."

"like."

Shen Qiyou answered very seriously even though his heart was about to jump out.

"Then you ignore me." Song Yuan said in a low voice, "Is it because of this reason before?" He thought, Shen Qiyou must have noticed that he fell in love with a boy, or kept saying yes to him It is difficult for a friend to accept it for a while, so he alienates him.

"No."

"What is that because of?" Song Yuan was a little puzzled, then thought of another possibility in his heart, and suddenly felt uncomfortable again: "Then do you still like that person before?"

He had almost forgotten that Shen Qiyou had a crush on him at the beginning, and he had liked someone for so many years, so would it be considered that he won the love with a knife.

Even so, he won't let go.

"I like it, I like it even more than before." Shen Qiyou's voice was filled with a smile, he understood that Song Yuan misunderstood Nan @风@勤@家.

"Why are you like this!" He said, his eyes widened for a moment, feeling aggrieved, but then he paused again, looking at people in disbelief again, his voice gradually changed from uncertainty to certain surprise .

"It's me? I'm the one you like, right?"

"It's really me."

Song Yuan covered his face with his hands and only showed a pair of eyes, his tone was light and soft: "Why are you like this, Shen Qiyou."

He didn't know that this person had liked him so early. It turned out that the person Shen Qiyou said he had a crush on was himself.

It's almost like a dream.

Suddenly, another bold thought kept flashing in his mind, whether the person Gu Nian'an liked in his previous life...was also him.

Song Yuan thought about it for a while and then gave up. After all, it was too vague. In this life, Shen Qiyou liked him because he approached him proactively, but in his previous life, their interaction was almost zero.

He didn't ask for trouble, the most important thing is to grasp the present.

"Why didn't you tell me before? I thought..."

"You thought I fell in love with someone else, didn't you?" Shen Qiyou continued without saying anything.

"Ah."

"No, it was you and only you that I liked at the beginning."

Shen Qiyou lowered his eyes and said, "I didn't tell you before because I thought—" He paused before continuing: "I don't think you will like me, as long as I can be with you, I will be very happy."

Song Yuan's heart softened: "Then why did you say it again?"

Shen Qiyou was startled, then lowered his head, Song Yuan thought he was shy, so he lowered his head and said coquettishly: "Are you shy?"

"It's okay, we can talk slowly later."

"We still have a long, long time together."

Shen Qiyou thought at this moment, say that name, he should believe in Song Yuan, such a good person would not do this, as long as he said this name, this person would definitely give him an answer.

Just when he finally mustered up the courage to speak, there was a soft knock on the door.

A soft male voice came from outside: "Well, it's already three o'clock, can you two go to bed? I don't have any other intentions, it's just that I'm a little nervous..."

Song Yuan immediately blushed and ran to the door to say sorry in a low voice. After that person left, he returned to the bed and lay down next to Shen Qiyou's ear and whispered, "Do you think anyone will hear you?" ah?"

"No." Shen Qiyou smelled the boy's pleasant smell and added: "I can't hear you clearly."

"Then let's not talk, let's go to sleep."

Shen Qiyou paused and said softly, "Okay."

Song Yuan immediately lay down and pulled down the quilt, but when Shen Qiyou also lay down, he sat up suddenly, his face flushed.

They are already impure boyfriends, isn't it inappropriate to share a bed?

At least not right now.

Thinking of this, Song Yuan blushed and ran back to his bed, and said good night to the stunned person.

Shen Qiyou looked at his empty bed and curled his lips, and then heard Song Yuan finish his sentence again——

"Shen Qiyou, I really like you."

He was stunned for a long time, his heart was beating so fast, he thought, he couldn't sleep tonight.

He was not the only one who couldn't fall asleep. Song Yuan propped his chin with one hand and tried to open his eyes wide to read the words on the blackboard, but the words in front of him were connected together, making them more hypnotic.

Bai Yang at the front desk was in an unexpected spirit, he looked extraordinarily excited after changing from his usual drowsy state.

It's not that Song Yuan is particularly eager to learn today, but if he doesn't find something to divert his attention, he won't know how to face Shen Qiyou.

He had been friends with this person for so long, but overnight this person became his boyfriend, obviously before that he thought he would always be unrequitedly in love.

There were only a few days between knowing that I liked him and the successful confession, not to mention that they were still arguing during those few days.

There was nothing last night, but this morning when he saw the other party, he couldn't help but blush, and after that, as long as they looked at him, he would blush and hesitate, not knowing what to say or what to do.

Uneasiness was written all over his body, but it wasn't that kind of uncomfortable discomfort, but the kind of discomfort that expected the other party to do something to blush and heartbeat.

For example, now that Shen Qiyou looked at him steadfastly and didn't speak, Song Yuan was blushing again.

"Why do you keep looking at me?"

Shen Qiyou didn't speak, but pursed his lips and looked away, lowered his head and drew something in his hand.

"Why don't you look at me again?" Seeing that people really don't look at him anymore, Song Yuan quietly leaned over and touched him with his shoulder, and it was instant.

"Because you're not used to it."

"It's not that I'm not used to it, well, there is a little bit, but you have to let me get used to it."

"So, you...you can continue to look at me." Song Yuan whispered, because his inexplicable shyness and shame made his drowsiness a lot less.

"can I see?"

"of course can."

So Shen Qiyou just watched half of his class like this.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Song Yuan blushed and ran out, intending to wash his face.As for Shen Qiyou, he watched the portrait he drew with a very small arc of mouth. He didn't mean to look at him. Although he did have this thought in his heart, he just wanted to draw him.

Then hide.

When Song Yuan came back, the class was noisy, Liu Hua was talking on it, he touched Shen Qiyou and asked if there was anything wrong, before he could answer, Bai Yang turned his head excitedly .

"Because another transfer campus came."

Song Yuan hummed and didn't care anymore, but Bai Yang became even more excited: "Song Yuan, guess who it is? You definitely can't think of it!"

"It's really unexpected." Song Yuan nodded honestly, and handed the candy he bought on the way to Shen Qiyou.Looking at Bai Yang's sad eyes, he pinched another one from Shen Qiyou's palm and gave it to him.

"Actually, I don't like candy very much." Bai Yang put the candy in his pocket as he spoke, and smiled at Song Yuan: "But thank you very much, because the people who are coming today like to eat it."

Song Yuan was a little surprised: "You know him?"

Bai Yang looked like he was in the middle of his heart: "Of course I know him, hehe, it's the kind I grew up with when I was a kid."

Shen Qiyou bit the candy in his mouth and then raised his eyes to look at Bai Yang.

Song Yuan was really surprised when someone came, it was actually Qiao Qiao.

"Little Qiao, why are you here?"

Qiao Qiao was carrying a red schoolbag, which was so bulging that he didn't know what it contained. His half-length hair was also cut very short, making his originally gorgeous eyebrows and eyes sharper. He looked like a very cool guy.

"I came to see you. I wanted to come here a long time ago. I just got approved after going through the process." Qiao Qiao said indifferently, and put the schoolbag on Bai Yang's desk casually.

Song Yuan uttered a sigh of relief, but couldn't hide his happiness. He watched his cool friend compare with his future self, and felt that the change in people was simply too great.

But what surprised him even more was that Bai Yang's childhood friend was actually Qiao Qiao, and he had never heard him mention it in his previous life.

"Wanwan, didn't you come here for me?" Bai Yang put Qiao Qiao's bag away, with a hurt and sad face on hearing this.

"When did I say that?" Qiao Qiao glared at the person after finishing speaking: "Also, how many times have I told you not to call me by my name!"

Song Yuan bent his eyes: "Wan Wan?"

Qiao Qiao, who was still irritable just now, blushed for a moment, hummed softly and pinched the culprit, Bai Yang gritted his teeth in pain, snorted aggrievedly, and turned to ignore them.

Song Yuan did not expect Bai Yang to have such a style of painting.

"Well, why is it called this name?" He was really curious, but he didn't expect Xiao Qiao to have this nickname.

Before Qiao Qiao could say anything, Bai Yang, who was still looking hurt just now, turned around again, with an excited tone: "I started it, how is it? Does it sound good?"

Song Yuan nodded despite Qiao Qiao's unfriendly gaze: "It sounds good."

"So, why?"

"Because his name is Qiao Qiao, I used to call him Qiao Qiao, but he thought it was very girly, and then I thought Xiao Qiao was just Wan Wan, so I called him Wan Wan, what, it's not cute ?”

"You're cute, you big-headed ghost." Qiao Qiao rolled his eyes, and twisted Bai Yang again.

Song Yuan was dumbfounded for a moment and couldn't tell which one was better between Qiao Qiao and Wan Wan.

He paused and glanced at Shen Qiyou before he said to Qiao Qiao: "Little Qiao, this is Shen Qiyou, he is, he is—" He suddenly got stuck, not knowing how to introduce the two of them who changed overnight relationship.

"Good friend." Shen Qiyou said lightly.

Then he added another sentence: "Hello."

Qiao Qiao was suddenly flattered: "Well, I am also a good friend of Yuan Yuan, and you are also good."

Seeing Faxiao's frightened appearance, Bai Yang laughed out loud: "w...Qiaoqiao, don't be too surprised, our classmate Shen gets along very well."

A few people chatted for a while before the class bell rang, Song Yuan wrote his homework for a while, thought about it, tore off a sticky note and pushed it to Shen Qiyou.

[Not a good friend, but a boyfriend. ]

After a while, Shen Qiyou pushed back.

[Also a good friend, (strike out) a good friend even better than a good friend. ]

[Both are required. ]

Song Yuan looked at the sticky note and curled his lips, then drew a small expression of love. After finishing the drawing, he blushed in embarrassment. Shen Qiyou at the side came over and imitated him to draw a heart, which was better than his The bigger one is just enough to wrap his little heart.

Song Yuan was very unpromising in a class because the corners of the mouths of the two loving hearts were always curved upwards.

Meanwhile, Bai Yang in front stared at Qiao Qiao's class sadly.

"Why are you looking at me like this? Does your eye hurt?" Qiao Qiao seemed to be casually looking at the place where Bai Yang was pinched by him, and then looked away when he found that there was no bruise.

"No."

"I thought you transferred here because of me."

"Is there a difference?"

Bai Yang immediately frowned: "Of course there is a difference."

"What's the difference? The result is the same anyway."

"It's not the same." Bai Yang said stubbornly and then ignored him. Before Qiao Qiao could coax him, he took out the candy Song Yuan gave him from his pocket and put it on the table.

Qiao Qiao curled his lips looking at the candy.

"silly dog."

Tonight is a full moon.

On the same remote path, two figures, one tall and one short, walked side by side.

Song Yuan kicked the pebbles on the side of the road and waited until he had kicked the tenth stone before opening his mouth: "Shen Qiyou, we are... that's the kind of relationship, right?"

"Yes."

He hummed in a low voice and then said, "So, it's normal for us to do that, isn't it?"

Before Shen Qiyou realized what that matter was, Song Yuan grabbed his hand.It's just that he only pulled half a palm, like a test.

This is not the first time Song Yuan held his hand, but this time his heart beat faster than ever before and he was at a loss.

His hand was stiff for almost a minute before he turned back and closed the hand that was holding him in his palm, slowly turning his fingers together again.

"is this OK?"

This time it was Song Yuan's turn to be at a loss, looking at the hands of the two tightly pressed together, he felt that the skin next to them was slightly hot.

"OK."

After he finished speaking, he added emphatically: "We are in a relationship, it's okay, it's okay."

Shen Qiyou suddenly stopped in his tracks, he lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly: "Are we really together?"

"Ah."

"Together."

Song Yuan realized that although he was uneasy, he lowered his voice and pulled his other hand over to comfort him.

"Look, we are together. We will never be apart."

"En." Shen Qiyou said seriously, the uneasiness in his heart gradually improved a lot.

He looked down at the person: "I feel like I had a dream. I—"

"I'm afraid I'm not good enough to make you feel that being with me is nothing more than that."

Song Yuan scratched his palm, he thought, to be able to live another life and reunite with this person and fall in love again, it feels like a dream to him.

He is also afraid that when he wakes up from the dream, there will be nothing left.

But as long as he spends every moment with this person, he feels that he is lucky enough.

"No, it's not a dream. You see, I have warmth." Song Yuan stretched out a hand to rub his wrist and continued: "Shen Qiyou, there is no one better than you."

"What a happy and happy thing it will be to be with you, I have known it for a long time."

"So, we'll just have to take our time, okay?"

Shen Qiyou nodded: "Well, take your time."

"Then can I call you... Yuan Yuan?"

Song Yuan groaned, didn't realize the change of the topic, and subconsciously said no, then thought that this person was younger than him, and it always felt strange that the word Yuan Yuan was called out by him.

It's the kind of strangeness that can't be explained but makes people blush at the thought of it.

"is it not OK?"

"But that's what he called it."

"Didn't you say that anything is okay?"

Song Yuan was dumbfounded by the slightly wronged three consecutive questions and bent his lips for a moment: "Wrong, let you call."

Left and right is just a name, not to mention that he has never called it before.

"Yuan Yuan."

Shen Qiyou's articulation was very light, and his hoarse voice was extraordinarily gentle and nostalgic in the night.

"like you."

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