I also want to stick with the bamboo horse today

What Zhuang Wenyao didn't know was that Lu Zhiheng left suddenly, not because he misunderstood him, but because he disliked him.

Do you think liking the same sex is shameful?

Why bother to ask, Zhuang Wenyao has already expressed his attitude with actions: shameful.

If not, why was there such a rush to get rid of the relationship at that moment?

And his answer could not have been more accurate: shameful.

In his cognition, it is shameful to love the same sex.

So how bad is it to covet your same-sex friends, and your best friends?

Ah Yao is so smart and knows himself so well.How could he not be aware of my thoughts on him?

He just cherished our friendship for many years and cared about my feelings, so he didn't point it out.

But myself, in the contact with him, I feel complacent, forgetful, even greedy, trying to go further...

What have I done!

As a friend, how can you have unreasonable thoughts about your brother and express it?As a senior, how could he knowingly commit a crime and induce a junior to fall in love early!

Ah Yao must be so disappointed in me...

It seems that I have to reflect on the scale of getting along with him, and I can't cross the line anymore.

The premise is that he is still willing to be my friend now.

Ahhhhh, Lu Zhiheng collapsed so much that he wanted to scream——

A Yao, I don't want to lose you...

……

Regarding Lu Zhiheng's leaving without saying goodbye, Wang Hao was obviously quite confused: "What, what's going on?"

He turned to look at Zhuang Wenyao, but saw that his face was extremely ugly, like a kind of extreme grief and remorse, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were red, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

Wang Hao was inexplicably frightened, and his momentum weakened instantly: "Hey..."

Zhuang Wenyao endured the pouring tears, and turned his eyes to him: "What?"

"That..." Wang Hao didn't want to bother with the two of them, and begged him again, "Promise him? Actually, you don't need to do anything, as long as you are willing to accept his liking, Xiaochen will be very happy..."

Zhuang Wenyao uttered two words in a hoarse voice: "Idiot."

"Huh?" Wang Hao didn't hear clearly.

"I said, you are so stupid!" Zhuang Wenyao yelled, "Aren't you a brother who grew up with him? He is in trouble now, not only do you not accompany him to tide over the difficulties, but you want to push him to Others, are you his good brother!"

"Of course I am!" Wang Hao was very angry when he was questioned about his brotherhood with Xing Xiaochen, and retorted loudly, "But he likes you! Isn't I also helping him through difficulties!"

"But I'm a bastard!" Zhuang Wenyao patted his chest hard, "You said, I'm a bastard! You still want to push him to me? This is what my brother did? Aren't you hurting him!"

"Me!..." Wang Hao was speechless immediately, squatting down, hugging his head in pain, "Who told him that the person he likes is you, not me!" After saying this, he buried his head between his legs, No more sound, shrugged shoulders.

"..." Zhuang Wenyao looked at him silently, this buddy is actually quite miserable.

It's just a little dazed.

At this time, the bell for evening self-study rang.

He couldn't keep up with his English listening comprehension, he thought, Teacher Summer will ask me to K again when he goes back.

Zhuang Wenyao forced himself to think about things that had nothing to do with Lu Zhiheng, and waited for Wang Hao to release his emotions.

The latter finally calmed down a little, and when he looked up and saw that Zhuang Wenyao hadn't left yet, he was taken aback for a moment.

Looking at the twitching corners of Wang Hao's mouth, Zhuang Wenyao suddenly felt like he was a fallen man in the world: "Do you like him?"

"Hmm..." Wang Hao completely lost the momentum he had just now, and responded with a grievance.Now his heart is extremely fragile, defenseless, ready to answer questions, and even confessed, "But he has always regarded me as a brother..."

"Then you can't do such a stupid thing." Zhuang Wenyao said, with a strong nasal voice, "I know you want to do it for his own good, but do you really think that I am a better candidate than you?"

Wang Hao shook his head decisively.

"That's it." Zhuang Wenyao looked at the dry ginkgo tree on the side of the road, "The more difficult your friend is, the more you have to be by his side, otherwise it will be a lifetime of regret."

When he said this, Lu Zhiheng was still thinking in his heart: Fortunately, he is a strong child, and he survived the most difficult four years.Otherwise, I will not be able to let go of it for the rest of my life.

"But..." Wang Hao was a little moved by what he said, but there was one more thing that made him unsteady, "But he likes you, so what's the use of me being with him..."

Zhuang Wenyao: "So are you leaving him?"

"No, I just want him to get what he wants!" Wang Hao said loudly, "If you can accept him, he can cheer up, isn't that great..."

"...First of all, this is impossible." Zhuang Wenyao tried his best to restrain the urge to beat him up, and patiently said, "Secondly, why haven't you given up on your bad idea? He is with someone else, what should you do? "

Wang Hao's voice became louder, but his eyes flickered: "I don't care! I'm his brother, as long as I see him happy..."

"...I hate people like you who obviously like to hide things! You will regret it for the rest of your life!" Zhuang Wenyao was speechless, "If you are like this, I will be an asshole once, and I will just stand by and watch this matter If you still want to help Xiaochen, you can find a way yourself!"

"..." Wang Hao, who could only rely on himself, held back for a long time, "What a bastard."

"The bastard is smarter than a fool like you." Zhuang Wenyao snorted indifferently, "Your general direction is wrong. If you are angry, you should wake him up instead of hitting me..."

"Got it!" Wang Hao shouted impatiently, only to belatedly realize how childish his behavior was.

If time could be turned back, he would never drag Zhuang Wenyao to the North Outer Ring Road!

Zhuang Wenyao picked up two plastic bags on the ground, which contained a box of cold medicine, a box of anti-inflammatory drugs, a box of coconut balls, and a pack of toffee.

Cherish it, he thought, this may be his last kindness to me.

Zhuang Wenyao glanced at Wang Hao: "Go back. Just tell the teacher that I'm sick, and send me to the infirmary."

"Oh..." Wang Hao followed behind him, remembering what happened just now, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, are you and that senior together?"

Zhuang Wenyao felt a pain in his chest: "...it has nothing to do with you."

As soon as he was mentioned, the pain of loss surged.

But if you have never owned it, how can you talk about losing it?

Back in class, Teacher Summer just wanted to have a meal, but seeing that Zhuang Wenyao was really suffering, he sighed and gave up.

Zhuang Wenyao's evening self-study was completely out of shape. Fortunately, there was little homework today, so he only had one evening self-study to finish his homework, and then went back to the dormitory for a good night's sleep.

After that night, he never met Lu Zhiheng on campus again, let alone chatting on WeChat.

The weekend before the midterm exam, Zhuang Wenyao was still looking forward to seeing him when he stayed in school.However, there were too many people staying in school this weekend. Everyone was studying in their own classrooms, which was no different from normal classes, so we couldn't meet each other.

The results of the mid-term exam came out, and Lu Zhiheng returned to his original level, taking the second place in the third year of high school.Zhuang Wenyao's class ranking has not changed, but his grade has dropped out of the top [-].

Zhuang Wenyao felt that this could not go on like this, he had to study hard!So after the exam, I went home and rested for a weekend, planning to stay in school for the next November!

But this weekend Lu Zhiheng didn't come home, so Zhuang Wenyao decided to follow his lead and stay in school for self-study from next week!

However, Lu Zhiheng went home next weekend? !

Zhuang Wenyao was devastated, why did he miss it!

But he perked up right away: it's only been a week!Next week, every week, I will stay in school!There will always be a week to squat to Lu Zhiheng!

However, the ideal is full, but the reality is always cruel.

Just when Zhuang Wenyao stayed in school every week for a month, and was about to become a savage in school, and everyone thought he was crazy, Lu Zhiheng, he didn't stay in school once in November, and he didn't report the itinerary to him .

Zhuang Wenyao is really crazy.

From enrolling to now, he has never lost contact with Lu Zhiheng for so long.

There is no such irresistible reason as the national competition, and there is no clear return date as a hope, nothing.

Only then did he sadly realize that high school life without Lu Zhiheng was really hard, no matter how much sugar he ate, it would not taste sweet at all.

……

In the blink of an eye, it was early winter, and the ginkgo trees on the North Outer Ring Road had lost all their hairs, and there were no birds or people.

Today is September 12nd, Wednesday.

Let's say it's special, very special, because today is the day before the monthly exam (three touches in the third year of high school).

Let's say it's ordinary, and it's also ordinary, because today is Zhuang Wenyao's birthday, which is an ordinary 17th birthday.

In the afternoon, the physical training continued as usual, and the young eaglets in the aviation class lost their legs due to the torture of running with heavy loads and leapfrogging.

But the next evening self-study has to be done well, because the exam is tomorrow.Everyone wants to race against time and read more wrong questions, maybe they can save a few points in the exam.

The classroom was exceptionally quiet, and the sound of pages turning could be heard from time to time, but it only made everyone more focused.

At this moment, there was a sudden click in the air above the classroom. Immediately afterwards, everyone seemed to be poured head-on with ink, and the pages in front of them were pitch black.When I looked up, there was no light around me.

power cut? !

Zhuang Wenyao stood up suddenly, his knee hit the leg of the table with a "bang", and the desk shook violently, but he himself didn't seem to notice it.

"Fuck! Brother Yao, be careful!" Zhang Yeran was taken aback, "What are you doing?"

The severe pain in his body made him a little more sober: he almost forgot that Lu Zhiheng was no longer afraid of the dark.And with the classmates, there will definitely be nothing wrong.what is he worrying about?Like a clown.

Zhuang Wenyao was extremely embarrassed and left his seat: "I'll go ask Sister Ling what's going on."

He first appeased the stunned students, then left the classroom, but met the teachers who came in a hurry in the corridor.

As Liu Ling walked, she waved at him: "It's okay, it's okay, go back to work first."

Zhuang Wenyao returned to the classroom obediently.

Liu Ling stood on the podium and clapped her hands: "Everyone, don't be afraid! The weather has been dry recently, the power supply plant has been overhauled, and the teaching building has had a power outage overnight. Let's go back to the dormitory for self-study! The power supply will be restored tomorrow, and everyone must come to the exam on time!"

All: "Yes—"

Everyone hurriedly packed their schoolbags and went back to the dormitory, whether they were happy or unhappy.

If there is no monthly exam tomorrow, tonight is equivalent to a holiday, and I will definitely have a very happy time!

But for tomorrow's exam, I still have to study!

The learning atmosphere in 311 has always been very strong. Everyone returned to the dormitory, changed their clothes and started to study. Even Zhang Yeran didn't play games, and worked hard to match his wife.

Zhuang Wenyao was reviewing the wrong book when the phone suddenly started vibrating continuously.

Sister Zhang: [Self-study in school? ]

Sister Zhang: [Happy birthday baby son]

Sister Zhang: [WeChat red envelope]

Sister Zhang: [Buy something you like]

Sister Zhang: [When you go home on the weekend, I will make up your birthday! ]

Zhuang Wenyao subconsciously clicked on the red envelope, which was 700 yuan.

17st birthday.

It's broken.

After a day of study and training, I have forgotten about my birthday, but what I remember for myself is always my parents and relatives.

Sister Zhang: [? ]

Sister Zhang: [Aren't you studying by yourself, why are you playing with your mobile phone? ]

Zhuang Wenyao's nose was sore, he covered his mouth and ran to the toilet with his mobile phone in his mouth, and called Zhang Xin back.

"Mom, our teaching building has a power outage, and everyone is studying in the dormitory, so I saw the news."

"Oh, what's the matter." Mom's laughter came from the other end of the phone, "Happy birthday! You are in school, so I can't give you a birthday. Let's make up for it on the weekend! Take you to a big meal!"

Zhuang Wenyao agreed in a muffled voice, "Okay..."

The earpiece highlighted the nasal voice more clearly, which caught Zhang Xin's attention: "What's the matter, have you caught a cold again?"

"No..." Zhuang Wenyao said subconsciously. As soon as the words came out, he was afraid that his mother would worry, so he changed his words, "Maybe a little..."

"Hey, the weather is so cold, why do you still train every day? It's too inhumane!"

"Our coach said, we practice three-ninth in winter and three-hour summer training..."

Zhuang Fangyi's voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone: "It's not yet March [-]th, don't practice yet."

Zhuang Wenyao let out a snort, and broke into a smile: "This may not work..."

"Okay..." Zhang Xin said, "Are you going to take the exam tomorrow? Don't bother me. The family is fine, don't miss home, eat and drink well, and you can go home on the weekend!"

"En!" Zhuang Wenyao suddenly felt full of strength!

"Then hang up first."

"Okay. Happy birthday son~"

"Well! Mom, Dad, I love you!"

"Oh, mom loves you too!" Through the phone, Zhang Xin could feel her smile like a flower, "His dad, it's your turn!"

Zhuang Fangyi: "...true (wo) meat (ai) hemp (ni)."

"Hey hey hey..."

Parents never expect their son to have outstanding grades, they just want the child to eat well and live comfortably.

Zhuang Wenyao dried his eyes vigorously, and solemnly typed a line on the message page:

Yao: [Parents, thank you for giving birth to me 17 years ago today.I will work hard! ]

He regrouped and planned to go back to college, but when he turned off his phone, he caught a glimpse of the head of the ginkgo tree on the top of the list.

He came in by accident, and the news was still more than a month ago. At that time, golden ginkgo leaves were still blooming in the North Outer Ring Road, just like Lu Zhiheng's head.

But now...

This year's birthday, there is no snow and no Lu Zhiheng.

A few dead leaves drifted through Zhuang Wenyao's heart, and the words "The saddest thing is not that things are right and wrong, but things are wrong and wrong" emerged.

Just when I was about to exit the chat interface, stop the emo and start studying, the phone suddenly vibrated, and a message popped up from the empty chat interface:

Lu Zhiheng: [What's wrong? ]

???

Zhuang Wenyao petrified on the spot. After realizing it, he looked up in the corner of the toilet: Lu Zhiheng is under surveillance in their dormitory? !

The author has something to say:

cc: Mr. Lu Xun said that the Cold War not aimed at breaking up friendship is all about love!

Lu Xun: I never said that.