Jiang Tian's eyes fell on his finger that was being fiddled with, and he was quiet for a while.
"Why do you ask this?" He looked up at Sheng Wang.
"I don't know." Sheng Wang leaned against the wall with the back of his head, his chin was slightly raised, and his eyes fell down, watching the dust floating in the light, he reached out to fish for those things, but caught nothing.
"I just feel a little floating, I can't go up and down, and I can't reach both ends." He lazily lowered his hands and put them on his knees, "It seems very hypocritical to say that, after all—"
All are kissed.
He paused for a few seconds, skipped over what they knew, pursed his dry lips again, and said, "Anyway... it's weird. Don't you think?"
After a while, Jiang Tian looked away from him.
Although Sheng Wang said it vaguely, Jiang Tian knew what he meant. He always knew it and always knew it. He just didn't expect Sheng Wang to ask.
To be precise, I didn't expect to ask so early.
He thought that they had a tacit understanding on this matter, and had reached a tacit understanding, just like the countless moments before. But at the same time, he knew that this so-called "tacit understanding" could not last for a long time, it was destined to be broken, and someone was destined to resist.
After all, nothing can stay in the dark for long. Either explode or die.
So this question came suddenly, but of course. In fact, Jiang Tian had already thought of the answer. He had rehearsed it many times in his subconscious mind. When Sheng Wang raised this question, he would say: Wait a minute.
Wait until the training camp is over, wait until you leave this closed school, leave Utopia and Neverland. Wait until the surroundings are full of people again, full of noises that you want to hear or don't want to hear, if you still want to ask this sentence, I can tell you the answer.
It doesn't matter if you don't want to ask, as long as there is no serious beginning, you don't need to say the end deliberately. The retreat has always been left there for you, without obstacles and concerns, no one will be embarrassed, and there is no need to pave the stairs.
This is the most rational approach under the impulsive package.
But the sun is too bright, and the people around me are too warm. As long as he sees Sheng Wang's light-filled eyes, and sees his arrogant and anxious look, Jiang Tian can't say the words "wait again".
All the subconscious preparations were completely disrupted. He came back to his senses and asked Sheng Wang, "Are you unhappy?"
"No." Sheng Wang shook his head. "Very happy."
He paused for a while, then simply threw away his face and added, "I'm very happy."
Then he heard Jiang Tian say, "That's good."
Sheng Wang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood where the sense of suspension that couldn't go up and down came from.
That's the sentence, that's the "that's fine".
He was subconsciously worrying about this all the time.
Jiang Tian's sharp edges and corners sometimes give people the illusion that he also has juvenile impulses under certain circumstances. But Sheng Wang knew that it was not impulsive, but arrogance.
Sheng Wang clearly knew how calm Jiang Tian was. Even with people like Ji Huanyu and things like that in front of him, he can keep his shadow in a minimal area and reach reconciliation with himself and others around him, so it is conceivable.
He is proud, but never impulsive, let alone emotional.
So these few days, in the smugness of the spring breeze, Sheng Wang occasionally thinks: Why did the two of them suddenly come to this step? Of course he knew why he was, but he didn't know Jiang Tian.
Is it because you don't hide it? Sometimes the expectations are too obvious, and sometimes the disappointment is too obvious. He was here and there, moving forward and backward, and was so busy that his brother couldn't stand it any longer, so he came over and gave him a hand.
He was just subconsciously worried. Those ambiguities and intimacy were not because of unbearable throbbing, but because he ran too fast and too close, Jiang Tian was afraid that he would be disappointed and embarrassed.
If that's the case, it's a bit of a tough one.
It was too domineering and unfair for him to take all the joy and excitement.
This should have been split equally between the two.
Sheng Wang pondered for a long time, then smiled and said, "Then you do those things to make me happy?"
"What?" Jiang Tian said.
"A lot." Sheng Wang counted them one by one, his tone a little lazy, as if he didn't want to chat, "Watch me change your note name, accompany me to celebrate your birthday earlier, tolerate me pouring your wine, everywhere Find photos for albums, and—"
His hand on his lap cooperated playfully, twitching a finger when he counted it. When he counted to the last one, he paused for a while before saying, "And kissing."
The room was quiet for a long time, until Sheng Wang couldn't help looking at Jiang Tian before he heard the other person speak.
Perhaps to cooperate with his small talk, Jiang Tian also bent his hands and counted.
He said: "The name of the remarks is, the birthday is early, the drinking is, and the photo is used as a photo album. The last one is not."
Sheng Wang nodded lightly and licked his dry lower lip.
He rarely gets nervous, no matter what the occasion or how many people are standing or sitting in front of him. Only in front of Jiang Tian, those natural pride and arrogance will disappear for a while.
"What's the last reason?"
He waited for the answer, his thumb rubbed his index finger knuckles unconsciously, until the skin was flushed red when he heard Jiang Tian say in a hoarse voice, "Impulsive."
"Insufficient concentration."
"Can't help it."
Sheng Wang paused with his knuckle fingers, and finally relaxed after a long time. It was as if he had been standing for a long time with full of joy, and was finally carried away halfway, so he finally unloaded and became purely happy.
He asked Jiang Tian, "Are you impulsive too?"
Jiang Tian: "Yes."
"When?" Sheng Wang asked again.
"A lot." Jiang Tian said, "when the willpower is not strong."
Sheng Wang gave an "oh" and suddenly said, "Then do you have strong willpower now?"
Jiang Tian glanced at him and then withdrew his gaze. After a while, he said, "Not strong."
"Then ask you a question."
"Say."
"I always say you are my brother to the outside world." Sheng Wang hesitated for a few seconds, then looked at him, "Can you change something else internally?"
"How do you call inside?"
"When the door is closed." Because the pressure was very low, Sheng Wang's voice was a little hoarse, "When there is no one else around."
"What do you want to replace?" Jiang Tian asked.
"What can I replace it with?"
Perhaps because of the clear phrase "willpower is not strong", Sheng Wang seemed to have suddenly lost his shackles and became unscrupulous. He raised his chin and thought for a while, then turned his head and asked, "Can I change it to my boyfriend?"
Jiang Tian leaned the back of his head against the wall, and his half-drooping eyes blinked lightly. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Sheng Wang added, "If you say no, I'll talk and kiss until you say yes."
Jiang Tian's eyes swept over from the end of his eyes, and then withdrew in a flash, saying, "That won't work."
Sheng Wang's brain burst into flames, making people's ears red. He blinked and turned to kiss.
Jiang Tian was very restrained, Ren Shengwang touched him greenly and fretfully, until the other party tentatively licked his lips, he turned his head to avoid it.
Sheng Wang squinted and saw Jiang Tian's bulging Adam's apple slipped.
After a while, Jiang Tiancai turned his head and said, "You really want to infect, don't you?"
"Who told you to say no." Sheng Wang was a little unfinished, and he was still not intimate enough.
"It's ok now." Jiang Tian said.
"Oh, let's celebrate then." Sheng Wang smiled triumphantly, then licked his lower lip and went to trouble him again. I don't know how many times I kissed in a mess, and Jiang Tian finally became a little bit unbearable.
He stepped aside slightly, his right hand slipped down along the side of Sheng Wang's face and jawbone, and pushed his thumb against his jaw, making Sheng Wang turn his head, and then kissed the side of the other's neck.
Restrained and reluctant.
Sheng Wang grabbed his hair lightly, his breath trembling.
He knew it wasn't contagious, but...
I rely on.
The willpower of the teenager when he was in a state of confusion and love was just a decoration. The end result was that Jiang Tian's fever subsided that night, but unfortunately it turned into a more protracted cold, and Sheng Wang sneezed three times the next morning after three consecutive sneezes. Also honorably sacrificed, joined the cold army.
The advantage is that you don't have to be afraid of contagion when you break the jar. The disadvantage is that both of them have hoarse voices and coughs, which greatly affects the performance of the speech.
Although the grading teachers know their original level and know that illness is a factor other than willpower, they should give it a little thought when grading. But the final effect was there after all, and they couldn't cover all the problems with their eyes closed, so Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian had caught a cold on and off for more than a week, and their pk scores went up and down for so long.
The most contradictory during this period was Bian Chen. He scored 7 pk points in 10 days. He was excited and happy, but also felt a little bit of a danger.
On the contrary, Sheng Wang saw it very openly and said to him, "There will be gains and losses, as it should be. It just reminded me to work harder for the official finals."
The second half of the sentence is very reasonable, and the first "there must be losses" and "should be" are beyond the scope of Bian Chen's understanding and belong to metaphysics. Anyway, he didn't see where Sheng Wang "had", and why he said he "should".
Unconsciously, the training camp has come to an end, and the examination room for the official final is not in this school. The teachers of the training camp arranged the itinerary, and 40 students had to go north.
Before leaving, Sheng Wang finally had time to go to the top of the long street behind the mountain, and the store that had been closed for several days due to renovations had a new look. He took out the group photo on his phone and printed two copies in total.
One of them was given to Jiang Tian, and the other was to be put into the album.
He just turned 17 years old, there are 18 photos in total, the last one is an accident and the biggest surprise.
Each page of the album is made of gold-sprinkled hard paper, with two transparent films on the top and bottom. Before he stuffed this photo into the transparent film, he suddenly had some ideas.
He asked Jiang Tian, "Did you write the year in the upper right corner of the photo?"
"Printed." Jiang Tian said, "This paper is so easy to write."
"Okay." Sheng Wang asked again, "What if I want to write braille?"
Jiang Tian thought about it and said, "Write the reverse side."
"You can't see it as soon as you plug it in." Sheng Wang said.
"What are you going to write?"
When Jiang Tian asked such a question, Sheng Wang was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "Oh, you're stupid, I didn't write it for others to read."
He grabbed a pen, turned the photo over, and glanced at the silhouette of the figure. On his own back wrote a word - me.
Then he wrote the rest of the words on Jiang Tian's back - I like you.
Me and you who I like.
Jiang Tian stood beside him, watching him write these words seriously, and suddenly felt that his previous struggles, repetitions, and so-called rationality were all too stupid. They were stupid like him but not very similar to him.
Because I love you so much, I feel like walking on thin ice.
So much so that I almost forgot, I am 17 years old, and the whole world is mine at this age. No hesitation and no trade-offs.
I am invincible and invincible.