Qi Zhong didn't come to school for three days.
Qi Cheng waited patiently for three days. On the third night, his patience was exhausted and he went to find the head teacher of class 12.
"Where is he."
I have already been to Qi Zhong's house, but there is no one there.
The head teacher of class 12 looked at him and told the truth: "His mother asked for leave, I don't know."
Qi Cheng frowned and went back to the classroom.
He couldn't contact the phone, and couldn't find it. He could vaguely guess what Qi Zhong had done, and it was because of this that he waited patiently for three days.
But time passed day by day, and Qi Zhong didn't show up.
Until the weekend night, the doorbell of his house was rang, and it was Qi Zhong who was standing outside the door smiling brightly, accompanied by the cold wind.
There was a suitcase piled up at his feet, and he seemed to be in good spirits, "Long time no see."
Qi Cheng tightly clenched the hand holding the door, "How are you doing?"
"Very good," Qi Zhong untied the scarf, "I just miss you."
How anxious to wait, there is nothing more tormenting than this.
Qi Cheng let go of the door and stepped forward to hug him.
Qi Zhong hissed in pain, but he smiled happily and hugged him.
"What's wrong?" Qi Cheng froze, not daring to move, "Where did I bump into?"
"It's okay," Qi Zhong hugged him even tighter, and buried his head in Qi Cheng's neck. The man who was smiling brightly just now was shaking his shoulders and whimpering softly, "I fucking, I fucking thought I was I won't see you anymore."
Qi Zhong's parents took him to his hometown in the countryside overnight, took away his mobile phone and computer, locked Qi Zhong in the room, and told him how he could like the same sex.
Mother Qi made a gesture to hit him, she raised the stick high, but her trembling hands couldn't swing it down.
This is my own son, the son who has started to work hard, knows how to work hard, has grown up, knows how to study, and now for his own love, he has begun to resist his parents.
Same-sex marriage is allowed, so what does it matter to them
Just this son, just this son.
Qi Zhong slid down towards her stick, and the stick that hit the ground hit him hard.
"Mom, if you hit me faster, then hit me more often." Qi Zhong bent over in pain, but still endured, "I can take it."
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Qi Zhongwo cried in Qi Cheng's arms, the cold wind came from the corridor in early December, Qi Cheng brought Qi Zhong into the house and brought his salute.
When he was sitting on the sofa, Qi Cheng hugged Qi Zhong, Qi Zhong seemed to suddenly burst out full of grievances, tears grew more and more, and his cries became more and more bold.
At the age of ten, coming out to your parents, who the hell is not afraid.
Who the hell wants to be beaten to let parents down.
But Qi Zhong thought too much about it, and Wu You said that he was a stubborn bull who wanted to hit the south wall. Qi Zhong felt that what he said before was too true. Why are you so stubborn, why are you so cruel.
The fear and guilt that he had endured in front of his parents poured all his strength into Qi Cheng's arms.
Qi Cheng didn't dare to touch his back, so he hugged him tightly, coaxing, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
He threw off his hat and took off his coat, which he wore with short sleeves on such a cold day.
Qi Cheng pulled the blanket beside him and covered him.
"Hair is greasy," Qi Zhong said with tears, "I haven't washed it."
Qi Cheng hummed, "I know how to wash, I don't mind."
Qi Zhong's mother said, I won't stop you, you go, if you go, don't come back.
This was an angry remark, opening the door and throwing the suitcase in front of him was also a thoughtless act of anger.
Qi Zhong knew it was out of anger, but he thought it too much. He had no filial piety, he was just a white-eyed wolf, and he ran out with his suitcase. After running for a while, he realized that he was cold, so he casually dragged out his clothes from the suitcase. Hat and Scarf.
"What if they really don't want me?" she cried.
"Will not."
Qi Cheng said: "I'll accompany you to find them tomorrow. Look, your mother must have prepared so much in the suitcase on purpose."
Qi Zhong: "Really?"
"real."
"But I dare not go back." Qi Zhong lowered his eyelids, "If you are beaten, I will protect you or not."
After saying this, he completely fell asleep.
Qi Cheng maintained the posture of being pressed by him, and when Qi Zhong fell asleep, he came out cautiously, lifted Qi Zhong's shirt, and applied medicine to the swollen stick mark on his back.
He didn't dare to use too much force, and the emotions in his heart were very complicated. Qi Zhong fell asleep when he came to him, because he let go of his heart.
Qi Cheng was a little out of breath and felt uncomfortable. He took a pack of cigarettes and went to the balcony to smoke, root after root.
When the pack of cigarettes bottomed out, he called Jiang Feng and got straight to the point.
"I made a boyfriend."
The breathing on the other side of the phone suddenly became heavier, and it took a long time before Jiang Feng said, "I know."
Qi Cheng coughed a few times in a low voice, Jiang Feng said: "The temperature has dropped, it's cold, wear more clothes."
"... It's enough that you like it, everyone in the family supports you," Jiang Feng's voice began to tremble, as if trying to stabilize, "including me."
Qi Cheng was silent for a long time, "Thank you."
Jiang Feng finally broke down in tears.
When Qi Zhong woke up, he felt so comfortable that he didn't want to move.
His whole body was warm, and the fragrance was full of Qi Cheng's smell. He sniffed and closed his eyes like a silkworm baby.
It's warm and comfortable.
The smell of the meal filled the air, Qi Cheng came over, took Qi Zhong's head out of the blanket, kissed his forehead, and said in a low voice, "Get up and eat."
"I don't want to move," Qi Zhong said, "I'm lazy."
"Shall I feed you?" Qi Cheng asked.
Qi Zhong thought for a while, but still struggled to get up, "We two eat."
He cried so much before that his eyelids should have been swollen, but after waking up, he didn't feel uncomfortable in his eyes. It should be Qi Cheng who applied the compresses to his eyes.
The moment he saw the dishes, Qi Zhong laughed.
The food in the restaurant, Qi Cheng got it on the plate, so it looks like it is really home-cooked food, Qi Zhong can imagine the picture of Qi Cheng's clumsy hands getting greasy.
The two young people were eating and looking at each other, feeling that at this age, they have experienced what happiness is.
After eating, Qi Cheng cleared the table again, and then got on the sofa, Qi Zhong slipped into his arms, and the two of them hugged and watched TV.
The wind outside the window was whistling, and there were waves of drifting and loud sounds.
"I also told my family," Qi Cheng said suddenly, "They support us."
Qi Zhong felt as if he had soaked in a hot spring, his heart was hot, and his eyes were also hot.
Still a little bit confused suddenly, "Will you break up with me?"
Qi Cheng, "Will you let me break up with you?"
Qi Zhong said it was impossible.
Qi Cheng smiled, "So don't worry."
The end of this month is Christmas, and after Christmas is the Chinese New Year.
Five months after the new year, it will be the college entrance examination.
They nestled on the sofa and counted the time. The time was clearly laid out in front of them, and Qi Zhong was a little anxious, "How many test papers can we do in the past few days?"
Qi Cheng laughed more times today than in the previous week combined.
Tomorrow is the week, Qi Cheng originally wanted to ask for leave to meet Qi Zhong's parents, but Qi Zhong stopped him, "Don't delay your studies."
But Qi Cheng also insisted, "We must meet."
Qi Zhong looked at his expression, hid on the balcony and called his parents.
The final result should have surprised him, because when he came back from the balcony, he was in a trance.
Qi Cheng hid his nervousness and tried his best to look calm so that Qi Zhong wouldn't panic, "What's wrong?"
"My mother said she's gone now," Qi Zhong repeated his mother's words, "Let me live with you well, and let me go back when you don't want me anymore."
"..." Qi Cheng, "What if I just want you?"
Qi Zhong: "She said to wait for the New Year and let you come to our house for a New Year's Eve dinner."
Qi Cheng let out a foul breath, and opened his hands towards Qi Zhong: "Hold me?"
Qi Zhong buried his head in it.
Time flies by burying your head in your studies, Qi Zhong starts to get anxious, Qi Cheng also gets anxious, and Wu Yuan can only follow suit.
Although I live and eat here every day, but the intimate contact is much less, because all the free time is taken up by white test papers.
When Qi Zhong and Wu Yuan raised their heads from the test paper that day, they suddenly realized that it was snowing outside.
The two looked at each other in confusion, changed into thick clothes, went out and went downstairs.
The goose feathers are snowing heavily, and the whole world is bright and frightening. If you step on it, the snow can bury the entire upper of the shoe.
Everything is covered with a layer of snow.
"...Damn it," Qi Zhong, "it's already winter."
The winter solstice has passed, but until now it snows, it is so clear that winter is coming.
Qi Zhong suddenly sighed, "If Qi Cheng were here, it would be romantic."
Wu Yuan next to him glanced at him, too lazy to talk nonsense with him.
Outside the gate of the community, someone walked this way with two big bags of things. Before Wu Yuan could see who it was, Qi Zhong who was beside him had already run up, screaming, "Qi Cheng!"
Qi Cheng opened his arms for him to hold, the bag in his hand was taken away by Qi Zhong, "What did you buy?"
"Hotpot," Qi Cheng wrapped his free hand around his big down jacket, "Eat hotpot and drink some wine when it's snowing."
"I'm so happy," Qi Zhong sighed, "I'm almost blinded by reading."
Walking in, Wu Yuan happened to hear this sentence, and immediately retorted, "You are not blind at all."
You recognized Qi Cheng from such a long distance in the ice and snow, you are not blind at all.
But after reading for so long, it's rare to take advantage of the snow to relax, so I don't hate it.
Snowflakes are falling outside, but inside the house, the seasons are like spring.
The three of them took off their down jackets, scarves and gloves, and sat down to eat together.
Halfway through the meal, the doorbell started to ring, Qi Cheng went to open the door, and when he opened it, it was indeed Han An and the others.
"Holy shit, it smells so good."
The few people who were hungry sniffed fiercely, and raised their handbags to show Qi Cheng, "We bought a lot of extra meat because we were afraid that it would not be enough. Qi Cheng, did you buy all the sauces? We didn't buy any."
"I bought it and went to help," Qi Cheng assigned work to them, and he was satisfied after seeing everyone busy, "The performance is very positive."
"Can you not be active?" Xia Li and Qi Zhong complained, "Whether you can eat this meal, he has the final say."
Qi Zhong raised his knife and dropped it, "I can tell the truth."
Xia Li looked at him with an expression of "I don't know you yet", "..."
Qi Zhong is reserved: "I can also blow pillow wind."
Xia Li gave him a thumbs up.
Tonight is Christmas Eve, my friends ate to their heart's content, and went home with a full belly.
The remaining three big eaters ate again, and Qi Zhong didn't burp until most of the dishes on the table were finished, and said something in English to Qi Cheng, "Merry Christmas!"
The corners of Qi Cheng's mouth curled up, "Spell out the word Merry Christmas."
Qi Zhong: "..."
Wu Yuan next to him looked at him mockingly and laughed.
Qi Cheng's gaze shifted to him.
Wu Yuan: "..."
Happy, still defeated by learning.