The F4's final pursuit is still a thing of the past.
Yang Mo walked back on his own.
Han Shiyu followed, all the way to his dormitory.
There is always a distance between the two, not far or near.
Yang Mo didn't understand why Han Shiyu wanted to follow him. The two elongated shadows of the street lamp walked into the deserted place. The surrounding sounds gradually quieted down, and there were still some light footsteps and the students returning to the dormitory together.
There is a stray dog downstairs in the dormitory. He is now a little bigger, and he got out of the grass, blocking Yang Mo's way, and his tail is about to wag a phantom.
Yang Mo has not seen it for a long time.
So he stopped, scratched its chin, he knew how to enjoy it, and then occupied Yang Mo's entire palm with his head.
Han Shiyu was standing under the street lamp, with a few moths hovering beside the blazing white light.
He looked at Yang Mo.
Finally called out, "Senior."
Yang Mo did not answer. The stray dog saw the bag of instant noodles in his hand, so he was biting a corner to catch it, and Yang Mo held on to it.
Han Shiyu couldn't help but called out again: "...Senior."
"What are you doing here?"
Yang Mo didn't turn his head, and when he heard this voice that had been away for a long time, he felt that a burst of anger was stuck in his chest.
Han Shiyu: "...I don't know either."
How many days, Yang Mo has not counted, anyway, a long time.
He and Han Shiyu seemed to be in a very awkward cold war state. Without a clear and intense fuse, the opportunity was like a ubiquitous hidden danger, slowly breeding between the two.
Yang Mo's circle of friends and communication patterns have always been quite satisfactory, and social distancing is kept very appropriate. Get a little closer, just like Lu Youqi, he can gag and ridicule with him at will. There is an unspoken casualness between boys and their good brothers, and there has never been any substantial conflict between the two.
But Han Shiyu is different.
The distance between them is so close that it exceeds the threshold of "ordinary" or even "best friends".
Yang Mo's social thinking is like a stupid artificial intelligence. Search engines look for materials for reference and comparison, otherwise they will fall into unrecognizable dead spots.
Yang Mo couldn't find a person in the circle of friends whose relationship with him could be compared to Han Shiyu and him. After tossing and turning, he had no choice but to regard him as a younger brother. Then, unconsciously, the brain divided Han Shiyu into the circle of relatives.
This led to him being more sensitive to Han Shiyu than other friends, and would be upset by some unknown hints.
- Yang Mo sorted it out for himself in this way.
He thought it was logical and made sense to explain it all. However, he still couldn't stand on the sidelines rationally, always felt that there were still many inexplicable knots, and inexplicably, he wanted to get angry.
As if running too fast and getting nervous, Yang Mo blurted out, "Then what are you doing in front of me."
Han Shiyu stood still and didn't speak.
A pack of instant noodles was snatched away by a stray dog, and it couldn't eat it. It was just for fun, and it made a clicking sound on purpose.
"Don't think that you are still a child." Yang Mo continued, "What's the matter? You are unhappy after a few words, and you need someone else to coax you in front of you. Why are you talking with a face?"
"This is the university, Han Shiyu." Yang Mo said, "Young master's temper is not easy to use here."
Han Shiyu listened silently and said, "I didn't."
Yang Mo thought that he was reluctant to talk back and frowned, "What?"
Han Shiyu was still standing under that street lamp, and the falling light softened his outline—his appearance was originally that kind of flamboyant and sharp, so handsome that it could make people look at him, and the purpose of depicting his eyebrows was the confidence and harmony in his character. sly.
At this moment, his voice was coated with the texture of the light, or the wind gently fanned by the white moth: "I don't pester others all day, and I don't always play childishness with others, and I don't... always think Bringing food for one person, thinking of him smiling makes me happy."
He looked at Yang Mo with his radiant eyes, and his eyelashes also seemed to be stained with white powder—it was talking, and Yang Mo seemed to hear it.
It is saying that seniors are also special to him.
Good or bad, it's just for you.
In an instant, Yang Mo's breathing stagnated, and his intuition told him that Han Shiyu might say something irreversible next.
He wanted to forcibly interrupt: "Okay."
But to no avail.
Han Shiyu said, "I may... like you a little bit."
Yang Mo's brain was blank for a moment, and when he turned around, he closed his eyes, as if his brain was temporarily deprived of oxygen after sitting for a long time and suddenly standing up.
The stray dog took the package of instant noodles in his mouth, swung it around, walked to Yang Mo's feet, and continued to wag his tail.
As the evening break was approaching, people went back to the dormitory one after another, and the bustle of the road was sluggish and fell asleep.
Yang Mo said, "You may be confused."
When he turned to look at Han Shiyu, his expression was very calm, his voice was cold and crisp, and he didn't look any different.
Han Shiyu also looked at him.
Yang Mo: "Your roommate established a relationship with your same-sex friend, and you gradually accepted it from surprise. Right?"
Han Shiyu nodded.
"You and I have a very close relationship. In this situation, you will inevitably think of me. Plus, during this period, you may want to seek a partner." Yang Mo pointed to himself and said, "So this This kind of association takes advantage of the emptiness, so that a complex emotion is mixed up, which makes you misjudge the direction of the relationship between you and me."
Han Shiyu was still looking at him, his eyes were covered with light - he couldn't see the emotions inside.
Yang Mo said, "Have you ever had sexual fantasies about the same sex before?"
Han Shiyu shook his head.
Yang Mo: "That's it."
He said: "You need to think about it, this is a very important thing, you can't just rely on your emotions."
Han Shiyu opened his dry lips. Said: "I, thought about it for two weeks."
It was the two weeks that he didn't contact Yang Mo.
Yang Mo didn't say anything.
Han Shiyu smiled and said, "Brother, you always like to use logic to explain everything. There must be sufficient conditions and preconditions for an event to happen, and it must be in a logical order to convince you."
He scratched the messy hair on his head, took off the sunglasses on the back of his head and put them in his pocket, and said, "I quite admire you for that."
"But, computers will never replace humans." Han Shiyu said softly, "Humans are written with various mistakes, and machines can't understand them, and they can't work."
Han Shiyu didn't say the end, because the access control time was up, the dorm manager saw that they were still standing outside, so he reminded him, "Lights out!"
The stray dog played at Yang Mo's feet for a long time. It can be seen that Yang Mo has been ignoring it since he stood up, and got into the grass in disappointment.
"You go back first, brother, I'll call and ask Brother Min to make up a reason for me, and the dormitory will let me in." Han Shiyu rubbed the tip of his nose and smiled, "I'll go back and think about it, maybe it's just a moment. The brain is hot."
Han Shiyu left.
Yang Mo didn't look back at him, because he knew what the back would look like.
Before the door of the dormitory closed, Yang Mo walked up to the fourth floor step by step.
When the door was opened, Lu Youqi complained first, "Where have you been, roommate, if we slow down, we will deduct points!"
Yang Mo closed the door silently.
Without hearing an echo, Lu Youji blinked and frowned, "The end?"
Yang Mo: "I turned off the lights."
Lu Youqi thought he was tired from making up lessons and reviewing for others, so he didn't ask any more questions and said, "Oh, rest early."
There were only two lights in the darkness.
Lu Youqi swiped his information stream as usual, but after an unknown amount of time, news came suddenly from Yang Mo.
Lu Youqi was taken aback by the name of the informant. When he saw the time, it was already eleven o'clock. He replied in surprise, "You haven't slept yet??"
Yang Mo said, "Do you have a website?"
Lu Youqi: "Ah? What?"
Yang Mo: "Watching the movie."
Lu Youqi scored twice, and the shock was stronger than the shock. His fingers trembled for a long time before he dared to press it down, and finally said tremblingly: "You finally... The Tieshu has bloomed?"
Originally, the brothers posted a "website" in the middle of the night, and Lu Youqi understood it without a word.
But it doesn't apply to Yang Mo, it's a little scary suddenly.
Lu Youqi: "I'm all gone before, but I don't have any now. I'll go and find one for you."
The Eight Kingdoms mixed blood used his ancient and modern Chinese and foreign abilities to provide Yang Mo with happy websites in different languages.
Yang Mo used these precious links to find the source of gay films.
…
Yang Mo finally put down the phone, turned off the screen, and took off the headphones.
He was lying on his back on the bed with one arm covering his eyes.
no.
Still can't accept it.
Although it can't be called nausea, when he saw two bodies of the same strength entangled and collided, he felt very awkward-sometimes it even reached the point of nausea.
Han Shiyu was right. People cannot be absolutely rational, because the reason why people are people is that they have raised a beast called emotion, which may destroy the fragile logic of human beings at any time.
Emotion is a piece of code that is full of errors, which cannot be recognized by machines, but can be placed on a mortal fetus, turning the flesh into a human. This is an incredible thing.
Yang Mo's analysis was mixed with these wrong codes, and he couldn't even convince himself, let alone Han Shiyu.
…
The next day, Yang Mo, who had no class, didn't go out again.
Lu Youqi patted his shoulder meaningfully and said, "Please share with this friend the story of last night?"
There was no ups and downs in Yang Mo's tone: "Go away."
"It's so boring," Lu Youqi took the list of things to buy from Yang Mo. The weather was a little shady. After he put on his coat, he walked to the door, prepared enough space to escape, and said to Yang Mo: "Mr. 'Code Sex', I have a reasonable suspicion that you were talking to CSDN last night. of."
Yang Mo ignored him and continued with the homework at hand.
He felt that he and Han Shiyu might have completely froze.
Even if this person pretended that nothing had happened, it was impossible for him to change back to the stray dog in the hospital who was sticking to him all day long.
Thinking about it, a message came from the phone.
Yang Mo was stunned subconsciously, picked it up, and found that it was Mi Shu.
"Brother, I will take the exam the day after tomorrow." Mi Shu smiled, "Are you free?"
Yang Mo replied: "Your last game is over, and you are just free."
Yang Mo understood what she meant and said, "I'll pick you up."
Mi Shu's facial expressions revealed her overjoyed surprise, so she continued to ask: "Or... you can bring brother Han Shiyu with you."