what's your attitude

Pei Rong followed Wang Hanqing's gaze and looked down, just in time to see his own chest. The anger he had just suppressed was eager to try again, "Wang Hanqing!"

Wang Han blinked his eyes lightly, showing an innocent expression. In fact, his eyes were warm at best, which didn't make Pei Rong feel uncomfortable, but the inexplicable enthusiasm made Pei Rong somewhat powerless to resist.

"I..." Wang Hanqing's mind seemed to be down, trying to recall what Pei Rong had just asked, "I came with my friend."

Pei Rong doesn't trust Wang Hanqing very much. With Wang Hanqing's aggressive style of doing things, it's hard not to let Pei Rong think that he is chasing him.

"Friend?" Pei Rong looked at Wang Hanqing suspiciously.

Are you gay with your friends?Male or female?What kind of friends?

When the words of forced questioning came to his lips, Pei Rong swallowed them again. He had already rejected Wang Hanqing repeatedly. Asking some questions was just to make him add unnecessary thoughts, and then he had to come up with another set of rejections. It is better to speak less.

Unexpectedly, Wang Hanqing had the courage to ask Pei Rong back, "What about you?"

"What?" Pei Rong heard Wang Hanqing's question, and immediately reacted, but it was his instinct to avoid the question.

Wang Han looked lightly at the alley where the two of them came, "Are you also here alone?"

Pei Rong opened his mouth. The issue of orientation is his private matter, and his style of doing things is to admit it generously. But once he admits it, it seems to give Wang Hanqing a franchise to get close to him.

Wang Hanqing affirmed: "It must be gay."

Pei Rong tilted his head, "You know it's gay, right?"

Going gay means that Pei Rong still likes men, and Wang Hanqing's worries can be dispelled.

"You like men." Wang Han used the affirmative sentence lightly, but there was no surprise or surprise in his tone, "Why are you here gay?"

Pei Rong was a little shattered, "Gays are gay, of course it's for fun, can you still come to work?"

I don't know if Wang Hanqing is really stupid, or if he deliberately pissed off Pei Rong.

"Then have you found it?"

Pei Rong's face turned green and pale, and the swear words almost came to his lips.

Wang Hanqing's words were like the truth of popping a balloon. He asked almost sincerely: "If you can't find it, can I?"

The topic finally returned to the original starting point. Pei Rong leaned against the wall and took out the cigarette case from his pocket. There was only one cigarette left in the case. He lit it in front of Wang Hanqing.

The burning tobacco gave off a scarlet flame, which was extraordinarily bright in the dark public toilet door.

Pei Rong felt a little short of breath, he unbuttoned his neckline, and shook the ash with a cigarette in his hand, "Wang Hanqing, tell me, do I have any trouble with you?"

"No." Wang Hanqing answered unambiguously. He didn't expect Pei Rong to remember him. He and Pei Rong had very little contact with each other. With so many people around Pei Rong, it was very difficult not to remember a short and thin elementary school boy. normal thing.

Pei Rong held the cigarette between his fingers, and rubbed the filter with his thumb, "You said you didn't like men."

"I don't like men." The words of confession were ready to come out, but Wang Hanqing couldn't muster up the courage.

If you don't like men, you can still pester yourself, why is that?Is it because the straight man's self-esteem does not allow his charm to attract a gay?

Although this kind of thinking is nonsense, Pei Rong can no longer use the way of thinking of normal people to consider Wang Hanqing's brain circuit.

"You don't like men, if you want a blind date, then find a woman, I..."

"I didn't want to go on a blind date." Wang Han interrupted lightly.

Wang Hanqing didn't like men, and he didn't want to go on a blind date with women. Pei Rong couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so he took out 200 yuan from his bag and stuffed it into his hand, "Is it because I spent 200 yuan?"

Wang Han lowered his eyes slightly, staring straight at the money in his palm, when the wind blew, the two pieces of money fell to the ground.

For some reason, Pei Rong felt a little guilty, at least he shouldn't use money to insult people.

Wang Hanqing picked up the money and returned it to Pei Rong. He unconsciously reached into his pocket, and when his fingertips touched the handkerchief, he grabbed it.

"Pei Rong..."

The sound of "Pei Rong" made Pei Rong's heart tighten. He always felt that there were some details that he had overlooked.

No matter how straight a man is, he won't pester a strange man for revenge?For revenge?

He must have known Wang Hanqing, at least met...

where?

The cigarette burned at Pei Rong's fingertips, and gradually burned to the filter tip. The scorching heat made his hand tremble, and the cigarette butt fell to the ground. Wang Hanqing is only two years younger than him.

"Have we met before?" Pei Rong asked tentatively.

A trace of emotion appeared on Wang Hanqing's face, and his voice was hoarse when he answered, "Yes."

"Jianxin Middle School?" Pei Rong looked at Wang Hanqing's face, afraid of missing any details.

Wang Han swallowed when he nodded slightly.

"We're not in the same class, so I shouldn't have offended you, have I?"

Wang Han frowned lightly, and blinked blankly. Pei Rong really had no impression of him, but Pei Rong still remembered that they were in the same middle school, which was enough to surprise him.

"You helped me."

Pei Rong narrowed his eyes following his words, and repeated in an unbelievable tone, "I helped you?"

It's not that he didn't understand what Wang Hanqing meant, nor was he trying to cover up that he forgot to help Wang Hanqing, he just couldn't understand, since he had helped Wang Hanqing, why did Wang Hanqing come here as if seeking revenge? Are you unhappy looking for him?

"When I first transferred to Jianxin Middle School, you helped me out." Wang Hanqing's eyes flashed with anticipation, hoping that Pei Rong would think of him.

Pei Rong's reaction was very flat, and he had no impression of the "help" he said.

Wang Hanqing took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Pei Rong. Pei Rong hesitated for a moment, took a look at it, and when the milky white handkerchief was spread out, if there was not a word "Pei" in the lower right corner, he would not have taken this handkerchief. The square handkerchief was associated with himself.

The handkerchief was old, Pei Rong remembered that when he was young, his mother would let him carry the handkerchief with him until the second year of high school, because of something, the handkerchief was lost, and he never used it again.

Wang Han said softly, "You gave it to me."

Wang Hanqing lived in the countryside with his grandparents since he was a child, and his parents went out to work. He became a left-behind child. His grandparents were very kind to Wang Hanqing, but this kind of "goodness" was very poor.

In the countryside where materials and education are scarce, grandparents can only ensure that Wang Hanqing grows up and will not be hungry for three meals a day. They don't care about the psychological problems of the teenager at all.

Wang Hanqing doesn't see his parents once a year, and he is taciturn. He occasionally talks on the phone with his parents who are far away, and he is not good at speaking.

Later, when his parents earned money and his grandparents passed away, Wang Hanqing was taken back by his parents, who bought a house in the city, and the family was finally reunited.

Wang Hanqing was not with his parents all the year round, and his parents could not accept the living habits he had developed since he was a child. They were also very dissatisfied with his repeated red-light results. In addition, Wang Hanqing was not close to his younger brother and parents. Living together is like strangers.

Wang Hanqing, who transferred to Jianxin Middle School in the third year of junior high school, did not get along well with his new classmates.

The first monthly exam was based on grades, and Wang Hanqing was a transfer student, so it was his turn to go to the final exam room.

The final examination room was full of ghosts and monsters from various classes, and they pulled Wang Hanqing to cheat together. With his grades and their overall grades in the exam room, no matter how hard they copied, they couldn't get the first place.

Wang Hanqing, who had just arrived for the first time, didn't know the heights of heaven and earth. He not only rejected the invitation, but also reported to the invigilator on the spot. After the exam in the morning, he was blocked at the back door of the school and beat up.

At that time, Wang Hanqing was very thin. He was surrounded by several big and tall people, so he could only squat on the spot with his head in his arms.

The fists hit his back densely like raindrops, and there was the sound of the trash can being kicked over, as well as the comments of other students.

I don't know how long it took, someone suddenly said, "How many of you, which class are you in?"

"Fuck! The student union is here." The beating man wanted to run away.

The voice sounded again, "Don't try to run away, I know you guys from the junior high school, the third class, the second class, the third class, and the ninth class."

That was the first time Wang Hanqing saw Pei Rong. Pei Rong was tall and gentle, and he was dressed in school uniform unlike others.

Pei Rong pushed his glasses, "Bullying classmates?"

"President Pei, whoever bullied him, play with him."

The position of president of the Jianxin Middle School Student Union has always been held by senior students, but Pei Rong's organizational and leadership skills allowed him to compete for the position of vice president when he was in the second year of junior high school.

"Little classmate." Pei Rong patted Wang Hanqing's shoulder.

Wang Hanqing was as stubborn as a cow, and avoided it ungratefully, Pei Rong was not angry, "Why don't you wear a school uniform?"

"He's a transfer student." Someone on the side spoke up.

There was no blood on Wang Hanqing's face, but he was sweating profusely and looked embarrassed. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and stuffed it into Wang Hanqing's hand, then turned his head and said righteously to the beating people: " New classmates also bullying? Apologize."

"Bully him? Who dares to bully him? Sue the teacher in the first week, because he forgot to ask the parents, how could anyone owe him so much? Let him copy it together, and he copied it, and sued him!"

In the eyes of poor students, Wang Hanqing's virtue is that he doesn't show loyalty and is just beaten up, which is all asked for by him.

Adhering to the principle that the law does not blame the public, sometimes even the teacher will turn a blind eye to this kind of thing, and the students will not find trouble to catch cheating. Wang Hanqing's approach is correct, but it will also provoke public anger .

Later, this matter was settled. Wang Hanqing was not very popular in grades. In middle school, no one wanted to make friends with him.

Even if Wang Hanqing helped Pei Rong recall it, Pei Rong only had a vague impression, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Pei Rong is not a fool, he is more thoughtful than anyone else, Wang Hanqing has been able to carry his things close to his body for so many years, there is no other possibility except liking him.