I also want to stick with the bamboo horse today

Zhuang Wenyao stared blankly at the phone screen, his cheeks gradually became hot.The previous unknown impulse, which had been tamed and tamed in the holiday life, was suddenly awakened by this photo, clamoring to break free from the prison of reason.

It turned out that they were so close once, so close that they could do what he wanted to do but didn't dare to do now.

But at that time, he was so focused on the game that he didn't fully understand the feeling of close contact, and he didn't even leave any memories for aftertaste!

Is he, is, stupid, of,? ? ?

"Is there nothing to say?" Zhang Yeran looked at Zhuang Wenyao's astonished expression, and sneered, "No wonder you accepted the matter between the two of us so easily. It turns out that you are also a 'kindred spirit'!"

"No!" Zhuang Wenyao regretted, but had to explain clearly, "You misunderstood! We were playing a game!"

Zhang Yeran looked suspicious: "Playing games?"

"That's right!" Zhuang Wenyao clarified the facts with great effort, and the volume unconsciously increased by a level, "At that time, our school association was building a team, playing games at KTV, and passing on pocky, only a small portion of it was passed to us, so it was reliable So close! Look, is there a pocky in the middle?"

As he spoke, he zoomed in on the photo, but due to the pixels and angles, he did not see pocky, only a close-up of the lips of the two of them sticking together!

Zhuang Wenyao immediately blushed: I didn't feel anything special when I was doing it, why did it look so awkward from the third perspective!

No wonder Lu Zhiheng is so shy that he doesn't want to talk to me, I really lack a great virtue! ! !

After more than two months, Zhuang Wenyao finally realized how much damage his unintentional actions had caused Lu Zhiheng!However, there is no chance to make up for it!

Zhang Yeran frowned, and after independent thinking, he believed Zhuang Wenyao's words: After all, Lu Shen doesn't seem like someone who would do such things in public. Playing group games seems to be semi-forced, and there is still love. of.

"Okay, then don't look at this matter first." Zhang Yeran lowered his head and pulled his phone twice, and called up a photo, "Then, what's going on here?"

In the TV studio, Lu Zhiheng held Zhuang Wenyao's chin, stared intently at his lips, pinched the lip brush to draw carefully.The latter parted his lips lightly, raised his head docilely, catering to Lu Zhiheng's movements, and narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of a smile of unknown meaning.

Zhuang Wenyao was stunned on the spot: Yuan, did I have this expression at that time?Okay, so stay...

No, who took these photos?A traitor appeared on the radio!

"What else do you have to say?" Zhang Yeran asked.

"What's the matter?" Zhuang Wenyao used his volume to hide his panic, "Before recording the show, he put on lipstick for me!"

Zhang Yeran raised his eyebrows: "Is it as simple as just putting on lipstick?"

Zhuang Wenyao: "It's that simple!"

"Fart! You two are about to kiss!"

"Who kissed!"

"Look at this look! Hey..." Zhang Yeran's goosebumps shook all over his body, "I'm so tired!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Zhuang Wenyao felt a little guilty: there really seemed to be something in that look in this look, so it's not easy to quibble, so he simply pointed the finger at him, "It's your own rotten eyes that look at Renji!"

"Let's not talk about it!" Zhang Yeran yelled, before he realized that the focus was off. "It's not this problem! There must be something wrong with you two!"

Zhuang Wenyao really convinced him: "There's a fart!"

"Look for yourself!" Zhang Yeran simply handed him the phone and kept scrolling down, "I've been seen by my classmates several times. Can you explain everything clearly!"

It really is too much.After a year, "Xingyao Dalu" replaced "Fengmang Bilu" as a top CP in the middle school. Compared with Zhuang Wenyao when he first entered the pit, the popularity has doubled several times, and the output of various candy discussions is simply endless. The enrollment promotional video of the two "starring roles" has been regarded as a work of love by the "stars"!

Zhuang Wenyao would never have let him download Weibo if he had known that there was such a thing in Chaohua!

"Yezi, let me tell you the truth." Zhuang Wenyao took a deep breath, and tried to explain as calmly as possible, "Actually, Lu Zhiheng and I are brothers who have played since we were young. Of course, our relationship is closer than that of ordinary classmates."

"Fat boy?" This time it was Zhang Yeran's turn to be surprised, "I haven't heard you say that before..."

"Yes." Zhuang Wenyao sat down, and his tone was slightly soothing, "Because we knew each other when we were young, but we separated for a while when we grew up, and we reconnected in high school."

"Oh..." Zhang Ye suddenly realized and nodded, "A broken mirror is reunited!"

"Yes... No, that's a description of a couple, right?!" Zhuang Wenyao's eyebrows twitched.

Zhang Yeran spread his hands indifferently: "The description of you husband and wife is similar."

Zhuang Wenyao was speechless: After co-authoring and talking for a long time, it was all playing the piano against the cow!Jumping anxiously: "What 'husband and wife', don't you understand? We are brothers, brothers!"

Zhang Yeran was still reticent, and waved his hand self-consciously: "Okay, Brother Yao, let's stop pretending. You keep it a secret for me, and I won't gossip around. Let's be honest with each other. ha……"

"I'm just being honest with each other!" Zhuang Wenyao didn't know what to say, "I swear, every word I say to you is true!"

"...No need," Zhang Yeran glanced at him, lowered his head and continued to swipe, showing the master while doing the swipe, "It's really not necessary, I can't hide it. Look at the eyes of the two of you... oh yes , and the latest one, the sports meeting! You two are at the finish line, ah, you are circling around like no one else around! Xiaobiesheng is newlywed, this is..."

"Ahhhh—" Zhuang Wenyao grabbed his hair and let out a broken cry, "Zhang Yeran, can you use your brain? If we are really talking, do you dare to be so open and aboveboard? And think about it, where did these things come from? Read it? Weibo, Chaohua. Who posted it? Classmates, netizens. Is there any truth in what they said? You believe it too!"

Hearing what he said, Zhang Yeran was shaken for a moment: "That's right, you should at least keep someone behind your back when you're in love? Otherwise, it's too shameless..."

"Right!" Zhuang Wenyao immediately pursued the victory, "Brothers who grew up together, it's normal to get closer. You are too sensitive to hear that the wind is the rain..."

Zhang Ye didn't listen, and studied every photo in Chaohua on his own.After a while, I raised my head: "I either listen to the wind or the rain, I believe my eyes. Judging from my years of experience, there is absolutely, absolutely something wrong with you two!"

"That's enough..." Zhuang Wenyao laughed angrily, "Okay, I'd like to hear, experienced student Zhang Yeran, how do you judge?"

Zhang Yeran paused for a second before uttering two words: "Intuition."

Zhuang Wenyao sneered, his contempt not concealed: "What is the difference between you and the netizens in Chaohua..."

Zhang Yeran: "Don't you think that the level of communication between the two of you has already exceeded the scope of 'brothers'?"

"..." Zhuang Wenyao was stunned for a moment, then his eyes wandered, and his momentum inexplicably weakened, "What's the 'scale'... We are brothers who grew up together, what's the 'scale' and 'range'... ..."

"No scale?" Zhang Yeran suddenly approached him, "Then will you kiss him?"

"Of course not!" Zhuang Wenyao exploded on the spot when he heard that word: Although it's not that he didn't think about it...but baa baa!Don't tarnish the innocent brother Xiaoyue!

Then there was nothing to say, "It seems that a scale is needed..."

"That's right." Zhang Yeran said, seemingly casually, but actually asked meaningfully, "Do you know that 'above Friendship, but not enough lovers'?"

Zhuang Wenyao suddenly had an indescribable throbbing in his heart, and the volume of his speech became lower and lower: "What 'lover'! Can you stop..."

Zhang Yeran interrupted his sophistry with a straightforward question: "Do you like him?"

"..." Zhuang Wenyao was completely silent, and his mind went blank.

Zhang Yeran snapped his fingers, and continued on his own: "God Lu, there's nothing to say about your personality, not to mention your grades. He's at the level of a master! And he's pretty handsome..."

Zhuang Wenyao was suddenly alert: "So?"

"So!" Zhang Yeran smiled, "With such a brother, he is still a 'Young Tamer'! Brother Yao, did you really not like him? Anyway, I am not as lucky as you, but if I were you Ah, heh heh...it's already been done!"

The voice of his speech gradually became hazy, and thousands of thoughts suddenly flooded Zhuang Wenyao's mind.

What are his feelings for Lu Zhiheng?

At the very beginning, Zhuang Wenyao regarded him as a playmate and spent a lot of childhood together to his heart's content.

God has given every child endless time.But he inadvertently took Shiyue's existence for granted. It wasn't until he left without a word that Zhuang Wenyao realized that Shiyue himself was more like a gift from God to him.

During his absence, Zhuang Wenyao felt a big emptiness in his heart.He has been to many places alone and seen many beautiful scenery, but none of them can make up for the feeling of emptiness.

Fortunately, God has treated him kindly, and the reunion in high school brought their life trajectories together again.

Lu Zhiheng is the source of his uncertainty, the end point of his wandering, and the person he has always wanted to walk side by side with.

He couldn't even imagine what he would be like now, what his life would be like if he didn't meet again, missed forever.

Fortunately, he doesn't need to make such meaningless assumptions, as long as he grasps the present and spends every day together happily.

From childhood to adolescence, the "secret base" under the ginkgo tree no longer exists, but Yizhong is undoubtedly another paradise for them.

The campus life day after day, because of each other, although it is the same, it is also wonderful.

But hidden under this, there is something else, which is gradually sprouting in the day-to-day relationship with him.

Appreciation, admiration, attraction, closeness, tacit understanding, reluctance, miss, the idea of ​​longing to be side by side with it, the occasional throbbing that cannot be restrained...

There is also that inexplicable selfish and despicable possessiveness.

Simple and dull as Zhuang Wenyao, it is only now that he realizes for the first time that he has developed so many feelings for Lu Zhiheng unconsciously.

What can be explained clearly and what cannot be explained clearly can be attributed to, "like"...?

But calm down.Forget about yourself and think about him.

Lu Zhiheng, have you always regarded yourself as a friend?

And, more importantly, he has someone he likes! ! !

"You think too much." Zhuang Wenyao said calmly, his tone was even a little cold, "Brothers are brothers, there is nothing you can't do."

"Huh?" Zhang Yeran opened his mouth, obviously not convinced, "After thinking for a long time, this is the result?"

"That's it." Zhuang Wenyao said, "Brothers who grew up together, this relationship is impossible to change."

"Who said that!" Zhang Yeran retorted, "It's good that there are so many friends together..."

"Don't think about it, at least we won't." Zhuang Wenyao grabbed the basketball and walked to the court, "Let's play."

He slammed the basketball he loved so much on the plastic floor twice, and then made a shot with a sudden swipe, a very standard three-pointer.But for some reason, the ball bounced a few times over the rim and then bounced out of the net.

Sure enough, getting along between brothers also needs a scale.Zhuang Wenyao thought, he can't cross the line.

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