Gu Fei looked at Jiang Cheng, and after Jiang Cheng pointed at him and said "it's you", he kept staring at him without turning his eyes away.
Sometimes he felt that Jiang Cheng, in addition to possessing all the qualities and skills of a scholar, also possessed a magical logic that other scholars did not have. He could turn things upside down. Thinking about it, he seemed to be able to agree with you. He didn't seem to have it. what's wrong.
Gu Fei had experienced this ability once before when he was tattooing, but he did not explain it at the time, but now Jiang Cheng has once again exerted his divine power.
In fact, the question he asked at the beginning has no meaning in the current state of the two, no matter what the answer is, no matter what the idea is, it has no meaning.
That's right, he originally hoped that what Jiang Cheng wanted was just a love affair with him, a love affair with me, it could be a trial, it could be impulsive, it could be loneliness, it could be anything.
But Jiang Cheng did not answer, and it seemed that there was no way to separate these two things completely and accurately, so he chose to dive in, I will love you until the day you no longer need it.
As long as you want "me" and not someone else, I can.
So now when Jiang Cheng pointed at him and said that it was you who wanted to fall in love, although he felt surprised, a little angry, and wanted to laugh a little, he actually felt that Jiang Cheng’s logic was fine.
Yeah, it's me who's willing to stop when you stop.
Gu Fei felt that he had to say something now, but he didn't dare to say it easily.
Jiang Cheng is very logical, sensitive and impulsive. The most frightening thing is that he can feel that Jiang Cheng has no sense of security. He can often experience the state of being afraid of losing it when he wants to grasp it.
Gu Fei, every word you say now will become evidence that Jiang Cheng keeps in his heart.
Be careful.
It's not impossible to be in a different place, but the environment of a first-class university and the environment of a steel mill will cause two people who have been in a completely different state for a long time to gradually lose their common topic and gradually fade away.
Maybe we won't wait until the day when we are in different places, and we will continue to quarrel and explore because of the differences at the moment, and finally return to our respective worlds because of exhaustion.
Of course it's also possible that a miracle will happen and we've come to the end.
Some things can't be understood like solving a problem. There is only one correct answer to a problem. No matter what the process is, all you have to do is to constantly find the way to the correct answer. Xueba can find shortcuts and scumbags go around in circles, but eventually they will reach the end, because there is only one answer, and the other ones are called wrong answers.
And their current situation, there are countless possibilities, there are countless answers, these are called answers, maybe one, two, three, four, five or six, but no one can say which is wrong and which is right.
Gu Fei looked at Jiang Cheng, maybe he was too pessimistic and cautious, and wanted to protect Jiang Cheng from being hurt a little bit, but Jiang Cheng was the complete opposite of him. He was optimistic, impulsive, straightforward and sensitive, and it basically belonged to "what is this pain in the wind and rain?" Type.
No matter how many times he thought about these words, he couldn’t say a single word to Jiang Cheng.
He didn't have a way to leave, he didn't even dare to think about the word "leave", let alone think about a way to leave, and Jiang Cheng had no reason to stay.
It's a temporary deadlock, and if they don't get where they want before a miracle happens, it's a dead end.
Jiang Cheng obviously did not and was unwilling to think about such an outcome, and he did not need to let Jiang Cheng face these issues that Jiang Cheng thought was unnecessary at all.
"I don't," Gu Fei looked at Jiang Cheng, "Do you all learn to memorize things and only pick what you want to memorize? It doesn't make sense."
"Don't change the subject," Jiang Cheng sneered, "Gu Fei, sometimes I feel that I'm really aggrieved to say that you are a scumbag. With your speed of thinking and reaction, you are definitely at the level of a scholar."
"Have I said anything else besides asking this sentence?" Gu Fei still looked at him.
"What else?" Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes with a look of disdain, "I don't remember, I just remembered that you were afraid of getting a tattoo on your body, and I was afraid that it would still have my mark if you split it up in the future."
"Do you believe it or not that I will slap you?" Gu Fei asked.
"You won't believe it until you draw it." Jiang Cheng replied.
Gu Fei didn't say a word, stared at him for a few seconds, and suddenly raised his elbow and smashed it in Jiang Cheng's face.
But what I had to admire was Jiang Cheng's reaction. The moment his elbow was raised, Jiang Cheng had already leaned back to avoid it.
It was just that Gu Fei didn't intend to smash him in the face, he pushed his arm against his throat and pressed down, and Jiang Cheng was pushed down on the bed by his neck.
"Fuck." Jiang Cheng glared at him.
"You don't know me too well," Gu Fei's arm was stuck in his throat, one leg was on his hand, when he tried to lift the other hand, Gu Fei grabbed him, "How could I be willing to smash it? your face."
"Tsk tsk tsk." Jiang Cheng twitched the corners of his mouth.
"I will love you until you don't need it," Gu Fei pressed him, "Did I say so?"
"I did." Jiang Cheng replied.
"Then why do you say you don't remember?" Gu Fei asked.
"I'm fucking angry," Jiang Cheng said. "When I'm angry, I don't remember anything. Why do you have any opinions? Hold back when you have opinions."
Gu Fei opened his mouth and did not speak.
"It's just being unreasonable and unconvincing, and holding it back," Jiang Cheng frowned, then looked at him after being silent for a while, "I thought what you said was a love story. It sounds very nice at first, but I just can't think about it."
"Huh?" Gu Fei removed the arm from his neck, lowered his head and kissed him.
"Actually, you mean that if I want to break up with you, you will agree, right?" Jiang Cheng looked at him, "I have the initiative."
Gu Fei didn't speak, he lowered his head and kissed him again.
"It seems that the initiative is with me, but in fact you are not passive at all," Jiang Cheng gave him a sideways look, "You can come and go freely, right?"
Gu Fei sighed: "If you really don't want to be with me, it's pointless for me to stalk me."
"I said so..." Jiang Cheng raised his head and bit his chin.
"Hey!" Gu Fei was startled and didn't dare to move. Jiang Cheng's bite was big and hard, which made him wonder if he had put his chin under his chin when he was sleepwalking, so that he could bite so firmly.
Jiang Cheng took the bite for almost ten seconds before he let go, and put his head back on the pillow: "Gu Fei, let me tell you something."
"En." Gu Fei nodded.
"I thought maybe it wasn't as comprehensive as you, so I felt that one step at a time, whatever is needed will be solved. People always have to have a head start, whether it is love or life, there must be a direction. Only then can you know what you want to do," Jiang said. Cheng said, "I'm like this anyway."
"En." Gu Fei nodded.
"Whatever I do, I don't like to give it an 'impossible' hat first, do you understand what I mean?" Jiang Cheng said again.
"I understand." Gu Fei looked at him.
"I don't have anything else to say, I just have one thing, you promise me." Jiang Cheng stared at him.
"You said." Gu Fei looked at him.
"Don't let me run away," Jiang Cheng said, "don't let me say it, you can come and go as you please, you can hang around for a while, okay? What if I regret it and you're not there when I look back? "
Gu Fei suddenly felt a little sore in his nose, he took a breath, and forcibly suppressed that uncomfortable feeling, he didn't want to shed tears in front of Jiang Cheng.
"Okay," he nodded, "but you have to promise me too."
"What?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"I hate when someone sacrifices for me, gives up something for me," Gu Fei felt that this was probably the most straightforward thing he could say to Jiang Cheng, "I don't need it, you should go on your way, don't stop, You know what I mean? Sympathy, giving up, it makes me stressed and tired."
"Understood," Jiang Cheng squeezed his chin, "I'm very firm."
Gu Fei smiled.
"Do you feel that you are very light?" Jiang Cheng said.
"Huh?" Gu Fei was stunned.
"Even if you only have 50 pounds, have you calculated how much your knees weigh on your hands?" Jiang Cheng said, "I can do the math for you."
Gu Fei laughed, and removed the leg that had been pressing on Jiang Cheng's hand.
"I want revenge." Jiang Cheng said.
"Okay," Gu Fei said, "how to get revenge? Press your 50-pound leg against my hand for five minutes?"
"Take my 1.8-meter Xiao Chengcheng," Jiang Cheng lifted Gu Fei's shoulder, then rolled over and pressed him on top of him, "I'll do you a class."
"...Do you have a ruler? I'll measure Xiao Chengcheng, is it 1.8 meters?" Gu Fei laughed.
"What are you, have you recovered yet?" Jiang Cheng whispered next to his ear.
"What?" Gu Fei asked with a smile.
"Your ass," Jiang Cheng clicked his tongue, "What the hell are you pretending to be stupid."
"Ah," Gu Fei laughed even harder, "It's restored, do you want to use it?"
"Fuck," Jiang Cheng rode on top of him and slapped him on the arm, "I found out that you really owe you a job."
"Quick," Gu Fei pushed his crotch, hooked his fingertips to his lower abdomen, and pulled down his trousers, "Do you want me to teach you some experience?"
"My learning ability," Jiang Cheng grabbed his wrist and pressed his hand to the top of his head, "is very strong."
When it comes to falling in love, a lot of things can be solved with one fight.
In fact, Jiang Cheng felt that today's conversation did not solve the actual problem. The answer he wanted... What kind of answer he wanted, he couldn't remember, and what kind of explanation Gu Fei gave , he suddenly didn't care too much.
Even to a certain extent, what he and Gu Fei said were contradictory, but they also agreed to each other, even if what the other party asked was completely contrary to their original intentions.
Maybe all he wants is just a vent, a prank, psychological, physical, I have some words, I need you to know, I have some desires, you need to bear.
Of course he knew that some things were unsolvable at the moment, but they were still together.
When Gu Fei came out of the bathroom, he was lying on the pillow and playing with his cell phone. He went over and scratched Gu Fei's butt: "Why are you lying on your stomach again? Does it... hurt?"
"No," Gu Fei tilted his head, "could you use your power of observation, I usually spend most of the time on my tummy when I play with my phone."
"Ah, isn't it?" Jiang Cheng thought for a while, then leaned over beside him, and said in a low voice, "You don't need to give me face if you're uncomfortable.
Gu Fei didn't speak, he threw away his phone and lay on the pillow and laughed for a long time.
"Fuck," Jiang Cheng got out of bed and sat in front of the desk, "It really hurts my self-esteem."
"Brother Cheng," Gu Fei rubbed against the bed and reached out to touch his leg, "I have something to tell the truth."
"Speak." Jiang Cheng opened the book.
"Comfortable, really," Gu Fei said, "Brother Cheng is two meters eight today."
Jiang Cheng tilted his head and squinted at him: "I tell you, with your attitude, if someone else was beaten to death by me long ago, I can tolerate you."
"It's the same with me," Gu Fei said, "I don't have a temper no matter what you do, I'm afraid you'll lose my temper."
"What are you afraid of, when I lose my temper, I lose my temper. When I lose my temper, it's over. My temper is inherently bad. It's amazing not to lose my temper." Jiang Cheng turned his pen, bowed his head and began to work on the question, "Actually, I don't have to. Losing my temper, I'm just… scared."
"I know," Gu Fei sat up and rubbed his back, "I know."
"You know what, Gu Fei," Jiang Cheng said while writing, his voice a little low, "I don't have a home anymore, I'm all alone, here, renting a room with empty space under my feet."
Gu Fei looked at him.
"I'll lean back, with you behind me, I'll be at ease," Jiang Cheng lowered his head and kept writing, "It's not that I don't face the reality, I just think that if you're not by my side, I'll really, for a moment. The foot is empty."
Gu Fei didn't say a word, got up and stepped behind Jiang Cheng, squeezed with him and sat on the chair, wrapping his arms around his waist.
The room became very quiet, with Gu Fei's head resting on Jiang Cheng's back, he could hear the rustling sound of the pen tip on the paper, Jiang Cheng's steady breathing, and if he got closer, he could still hear it. to his heartbeat.
It feels good.
"I'm here." Gu Fei said softly.
"Huh?" Jiang Cheng responded, but the pen didn't stop.
Gu Fei sometimes admired his ability. There were several times when Jiang Cheng was writing an English composition, and he just chatted with him and wrote a long paragraph, and it seemed that he hadn’t made a mistake.
"I'm right here, behind you, I'm not going anywhere," Gu Fei said, "Don't be afraid."
"En." Jiang Cheng smiled.
Gu Fei closed his eyes, that's it, learn from Jiang Cheng, don't think about some things first, if you don't want to think about it, I won't mention it, if you think it's not important, I don't want to... Such a beautiful memory, so The experience of beauty may be so wild in this lifetime.
I'm here when you want to look back, I'm here when you're homesick, I'm here when you need me, and I'll be here for as long as I can.
The summer vacation of No. 4 Middle School finally ended. When a group of people returned to school, they were all swearing and dissatisfied, but all of them were not absent, and they seemed to be in a good mood.
While I disliked the short vacation, I felt lonely without a group of classmates seeing each other every day.
When the make-up class started, it was painful and happy.
No, there must be more happiness, Jiang Cheng looked at the people around him, no one was listening to the class, the teacher was talking about himself on the podium, and the people below were enthusiastically talking about what they had seen during the holidays, not even caring about the sound. up control.
"Shout! Shout! Speak louder, I can't even hear you standing here!" Lao Lu waved his pointer, "What about you! It's you! Don't look next to you, count you as the most beautiful! Take a mirror and look at you! Look at your sullen face, it's still beautiful! You are so beautiful! Come on! Get ready to sing!"
"Didn't you hear?" Jiang Cheng lay down on the table and took notes, and glanced at Gu Fei who had been looking at him, "I want you to sing with the mirror, you are so beautiful..."
"You are the flower bud in the cold winter, you are the Xishi who disturbed the spring water," Gu Fei smiled and began to sing in a low voice, "You are the grace of an angel, and you are my favorite..."
"Gu Fei!" Lao Lu slapped the podium.
Gu Fei turned to look at Lao Lu.
"Come on, I have a mirror here," Lao Lu waved at him, "Come and have a look, and sing me a few words by the way!"
"...I didn't sing." Gu Fei leaned back in his chair and sighed.
Jiang Cheng was sure that Old Lu couldn't hear Gu Fei sing. Gu Fei's voice was so small that Zhou Jing might not be able to hear it, but when Old Lu roared like this, he was still startled and trembled for a while.
"You didn't sing?" Lao Lu slapped the podium again, "If you didn't sing, then go out!"
"Should I sing or not?" Gu Fei reluctantly stood up, swayed out of the classroom, leaned on the railing in the corridor, and looked at the playground below.
Lao Lu continued to roar for two minutes before starting the class again.
While listening to the class, Jiang Cheng tested how wide the peripheral vision was and how clear the field of vision was. The conclusion was that if the bonus of "I like that handsome guy outside too much" was included, the power of peripheral vision was astonishing.
While listening to the class and taking notes, he could clearly see Gu Fei's back.
A black T-shirt, gray sports shorts, and the clothes of a high school boy who couldn't be more ordinary, but he could still see his slender figure, tight waist, straight legs from the corner of his eye...
"Jiang Cheng!" Lao Lu roared, "Come up and translate this sentence!"
Jiang Cheng felt that Gu Fei in the corridor turned back and looked into the classroom, he withdrew his thoughts, stood up and walked to the podium.
After reading the question, I took the chalk and pressed it off on the podium. When he was about to write on the blackboard, Lao Lu shouted again: "What a broken habit! Waste!"
Jiang Cheng sighed, put the chalk back in the box, and took another full stroke. Without breaking it, he began to write on the blackboard.
"It's not a waste?" Lao Lu said.
"Mr. Lu, am I still writing?" Jiang Cheng looked at him.
"You write," Lao Lu waved his hand, "I'll educate you by the way."
"...Oh." Jiang Cheng continued to write.
When he returned to his seat after writing the question, he could see from the window that Gu Fei had turned around and leaned against the railing. After his eyes met, Gu Fei hooked the corner of his mouth, Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes, and everyone in the class was looking at him. , he did not dare to communicate too much with Gu Fei.
However, with the slight twitch at the corner of Gu Fei's mouth, Jiang Cheng had already made up a picture of at least 2G in his mind.
I don't know why, it was obvious that there was a dispute, and it was clear that there was no dispute, but he still felt a lot easier.
Supplementary lessons were boring for Gu Fei, but quite busy for Jiang Cheng.
In addition to the review content of No. 4 Middle School, Pan Zhi would send Jiang Cheng a compressed package every two or three days, which contained the review courseware and materials of the teachers of various subjects in the original school.
Gu Fei felt that Jiang Cheng was simply a god. From make-up lessons to formal lessons, he double-studied every day, and he was still able to find time to roll the sheets.
"Did you take some medicine secretly?" Gu Fei stood at the window with a cigarette in his mouth and looked out.
Today, he coaxed Gu Miao to fall asleep and sneaked over. He originally wanted to accompany Jiang Cheng to review together, but he pretended to read a book along with him, making Jiang Cheng feel calmer, but as soon as he entered the door, he rolled away.
In addition to the unfinished thoughts in my mind now, the thought of pretending to review has completely disappeared.
"Go away," Jiang Cheng wiped his hair as he prepared to sit down and start reading, "It's as if you don't need it."
"No," Gu Fei stepped behind him and sat down with a smile. It was quite hot now, but Jiang Cheng liked him to sit like this, "I just think you have enough energy."
"There are two types of rest, active rest and passive rest..." Jiang Cheng opened the book.
"Well, we are taking active rest, right?" Gu Fei said.
"That's right." Jiang Cheng smiled.
"Can I squint for a while?" Gu Fei hugged him.
"Squint," Jiang Cheng touched his hand, "I'll call you in half an hour."
"Okay," Gu Fei closed his eyes, "Did Lao Xu encourage you by calling you to the office today?"
"No," Jiang Cheng put down his pen, "I forgot to tell you, didn't it say that there will be an awards ceremony after the Games."
"What," Gu Fei raised his head and frowned, "Isn't he trying to find you for a show?"
"It is said that there are two programs in the third year of high school, one for boys and one for girls." Jiang Cheng said.
"What do I want you to do?" Gu Fei asked.
"Play a tune," Jiang Cheng said, "Lao Xu said you… can play the guitar?"
"There are a lot of people who can play the guitar, and they will be in nine days." Gu Fei suddenly became a little irritable, he knew what Lao Xu was thinking, and Lao Xu wanted him and Jiang Cheng to collaborate on a show, this kind of thing is old Xu knew that he would not agree, so he went to Jiang Cheng first.
"I mean," Jiang Cheng tilted his head, "Didn't you say you can't play the guitar?"
"Have I... said it?" Gu Fei asked.
"I did." Jiang Cheng nodded.
"Probably I wasn't familiar with him at that time." Gu Fei rubbed his face against his back.
"Okay, then Lao Xu... What are your thoughts?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"I'm not participating." Gu Fei replied.