don't cry

Qu Yu's hand landed on Jing Rong's collarbone, gently rubbing it.

His expression was innocent and innocent, as if he was seriously asking Jing Rong whether it was too much to do so.

Jing Rong's Adam's apple twitched slightly, feeling nervous for no reason.

He breathed very low subconsciously, his eyelashes trembled, and his eyes fell on Qu Yu's face. There was nothing wrong with her expression, but the more he was like this, the more flustered he felt.

Jing Rong raised his hand and put his palm on the back of Qu Yu's hand: "Don't make trouble."

He moved the other's hand away, and the heat on the collarbone disappeared, but he was still a little uncomfortable for the time being.

Qu Yu stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled: "Brother, your ears are red."

Jing Rong adjusted his shirt collar without changing his face: "It's hot outside, and I haven't recovered yet."

"Is that so?" Qu Yu showed a thoughtful expression, "Then brother, is this too much?"

Jing Rong stopped his movements and asked instead, "What do you think?"

"I think it's okay. There will always be physical contact between normal people when socializing, which is inevitable. But brother, your collarbone is so beautiful, straight and sharp, it is the most beautiful collarbone I have ever seen."

Jing Rong tilted his head and coughed lightly: "It's getting late, go to bed."

"Okay then, good night brother, remember to miss me."

"Good night."

Jing Rong took his pajamas into the bathroom to take a shower, and when he rinsed the foam off his body with his disheveled hair, his fingers stopped on the collarbone and stroked outward along the arc.

Are his collarbones really that beautiful?

The next morning.

Jing Rong got up on time to wash up, put on his sportswear and got ready to go for a morning run.

There is no cloudy day today, and there is no water on the road. It is just a good time to go out to relax and breathe fresh air.

He was thinking about the running route in his mind, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw the opposite door also opened.

"Good morning, brother." Qu Yu was also wearing sportswear, and when she saw him, she squinted her eyes and smiled.

Jing Rong was a little surprised: "Why did you wake up?"

"Because I told my brother that we would go for a morning run together. Last night I saw the weather forecast and said that it would not rain today, so I guessed that my brother would go for a morning run." Qu Yu looked a little cute looking for compliments.

Jing Rong hummed, didn't ask any more questions, and reminded him: "If you can't hold on, tell me, I will wait for you for a while."

"Don't worry, I won't hold you back." Qu Yu promised.

The two entered the elevator one by one.

The space in the elevator was small, they stood side by side and could almost touch their arms, Jing Rong moved a little to the side.

"Brother, I won't go to the self-study room today, can I borrow your textbook? It's the one from yesterday." Qu Yu suddenly asked.

When the two of them had dinner last night, Jing Rong did agree to borrow his book.

Jing Rong nodded: "Come back and get it from my bedroom."

In the morning, there are many old men doing morning exercises outside, but it is rare for young people.

They ran around the neighborhood twice, and then walked towards Breakfast Street.

After buying buns and soy milk at a store, the two walked back to the community side by side.

Jing Rong usually doesn't eat breakfast outside, not because he thinks the place is not clean, but because when he sits there for a while, someone will come to him asking for his contact information, and he finds it troublesome if he sits there for a while, so he just keeps buying it and eating it back.

After returning, Jing Rong went to wash his face again. When he came out, he saw Qu Yu was pouring the soy milk into a bowl.

Jing Rong stopped in his tracks and quietly watched Qu Yu pour the soy milk.

We haven't been together for a long time, but he can see that the other party is a straightforward and simple child. Although he is only one year younger than him, his heart is more immature and innocent, and he hardly understands or understands some things.

He had some insomnia before going to bed last night.

Thinking that the other party's behavior similar to crossing the line in the past two days may actually be just an unintentional act, he was relieved, but also a little indescribably disappointed.

He didn't dare to think about this loss, for fear that he might have some wrong thoughts.

However, if he were to look coldly at Qu Yu, he would be somewhat unable to do so.

After some entanglement, Jing Rong could only walk helplessly.

Qu Yu had already finished pouring out the soy milk, he threw the bag into the trash can, and then took out a plate to arrange the buns.

After finishing this, he looked up and saw Jing Rong: "Brother, come and eat quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Jing Rong hummed, walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Brother, do you want to put sugar in your soy milk?" Qu Yu asked holding up the sugar bowl.

Jing Rong shook his head, picked up a bun with chopsticks and ate it with his head down: "No, thank you."

Qu Yu's movements paused for a moment before Jing Rong put down the sugar bowl: "Brother, what did I do wrong?"

"Why do you think so?" Jing Rong was a little puzzled.

He raised his eyelids and saw that the corners of Qu Yu's mouth were pressed down, and he seemed a little emotional.

Qu Yu looked at him, and there seemed to be water in his eyes: "My brother is so alienated from me today, could it be that I made my brother unhappy yesterday?"

Hearing him take the initiative to talk about what happened last night, Jing Rong bit his bun and remained silent.

Qu Yu's expression became even more aggrieved: "If my brother hates having physical contact with me, then I won't touch my brother again in the future."

Jing Rong couldn't bear it, but when he thought of his strangeness recently, he suppressed the pity in his heart and kept silent.

"I suddenly have a stomachache. Brother, let's eat first. I'm going back to my room to rest." Qu Yu bit her lip and didn't stay any longer.

There was a sound of friction between the dining chair and the floor, Qu Yu got up, lowered her eyelashes to hide the emotion in her eyes.

The sound of the bedroom door opening and closing sounded after a while.

Jing Rong chewed the buns, and suddenly felt that the meat filling was greasy and hard to swallow. He put the rest of the buns aside, drank only the soy milk, and then got up and went back to the bedroom.

Before closing the door, he couldn't help but glance at the closed door opposite, with a troubled expression on his face.

inside the door.

Qu Yu sat at the end of the bed with his legs crossed, holding bread and yogurt in his hands. He listened to the slight movement outside, chewed the bread with a calm face.

Anyone who is not a fool can tell that the statement of stomach pain is false, but it depends on what the other party is thinking.

Qu Yu picked up the phone and glanced at the original plan.

Going to the movies and going on a date together yesterday was unplanned, and he deliberately raised the questions during dinner, in order to test the other party's current plans and opinions.

And the ambiguous behavior after returning was just to test Jing Rong's tolerance for him.

Sure enough, Jing Rong sensed something and started to shrink back.

But this was expected, Qu Yu shook her calf indifferently.

Jing Rong has never been in a relationship. There are men and women who pursue him. There are posts on the forum discussing his sexual orientation. In the end, it is concluded that he is probably a straight man.

But Qu Yu is very sure that Jing Rong is a deep cabinet, and the other party may not even be aware of it, but it can be shown in certain details.

If he was really a straight man, he wouldn't care about the scale last night at all, and he wouldn't be so awkward when he mentioned that he wanted to fall in love.

Qu Yu checked the calendar and sent a message to Sun Rui.

[The progress bar is halfway through]

[I will leave the single after school starts]

Sun Rui returned quickly,

[Grass, as expected of you]

[It is recommended to publish a book in person here]

[It’s called teaching you to catch up with a male god in a month]

Qu Yu snorted and didn't reply to him again.

After finishing his breakfast, he threw the packing bag into the trash can, waited for a while, and then got up to go out.

The sound insulation effect of the old house is not very good, and even a slight disturbance of the other party can be transmitted to Jing Rong's ears.

He was reading the book, and when he heard the soft sound of opening and closing the door, he knew that Qu Yu had come out of the bedroom.

In fact, he wanted to go out and have a look, but rationality told him it was best not to.

He is not gay, if Qu Yu's feelings for him have deteriorated, caring about him now is tantamount to giving him hope.

But if the other party does not change their admiration for him, then the problem will appear on him. No matter what the problem is, he will stop it at the initial stage.

Otherwise, you can only leave this rented house in the end.

Thinking of leaving here, Jing Rong was a little reluctant. He took off his glasses and rubbed his temples, feeling a little dissatisfied with his hesitation.

There was a crisp sound, probably the glass product fell to the ground.

Jing Rong paused, got up and opened the door to go out before thinking about it, even forgetting to take his glasses.

Qu Yu was squatting on the ground, and in front of him was the fragments of the water cup that had been torn apart.

He didn't see Jing Rong, he looked helplessly at the mess on the ground, and stretched out his hand to squeeze a large piece of glass scum.

"Hiss." Qu Yu couldn't help frowning, and bead-sized drops of blood had already emerged from his fingertips.

He put his finger in his mouth and sucked it, and then continued to pinch the glass shards.

A hand held his wrist from behind, and Jing Rong's voice sounded: "You can't hold broken glass with your hands, you have to sweep it up with a broom."

Qu Yu turned to look at him: "But this is my own business, I just want to take it with my hands, cut it if I cut it, anyway, it won't hurt others."

His tone was a little impatient, and the corners of his mouth were pressed down, looking very unhappy.

Jing Rong sighed softly: "How can you think like that."

Qu Yu ignored him, pulled his wrist out of his hand, and continued to pick up glass shards.

"hiss."

He was cut again, this time the incision was a little bigger, and the blood flowed out like broken threads.

Jing Rong couldn't help pulling him up: "Okay, don't continue."

"Brother has already started to hate me, so why bother with me." Qu Yu's eyes were red, tears were about to fall, he said, and he tilted his head, "Don't my brother also hate my touch, so don't talk to me anymore. I had physical contact."

The childish behavior is irrational and logical.

Jing Rong raised his forehead, but he didn't feel bored, but felt slightly bitter and helpless in his heart.

"I don't hate you, I really don't hate you, it's my problem." He coaxed softly, "Don't cry, I don't hate your touch."

"I don't believe it." Qu Yu looked at him suspiciously.

Jing Rong sighed helplessly, took the angry little rabbit into his arms, and patted his head.

This behavior didn't take much thought, and when they got together, Jing Rong felt that the boredom in his heart seemed to dissipate.

He shook his head lightly: "I'm really afraid of you."

The author has something to say: Gougou: Getting out of the single is just around the corner√

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Remind me again in the back row, the attack is really ruthless, I just want to mess with my brother, the kind that will do whatever it takes to mess with my brother