In these short seconds, Yu Rui really didn't realize what happened.
It wasn't until the light in the bar came back on that the person who had covered him had long since disappeared, and Yu Rui didn't come back to his senses. He bent his index finger, rubbed the corner of his lips lightly, and put it down.
There was blood on the knuckles.
The slight tingling pain on his lips also reminded him of what happened in the darkness just now.
—He was bitten by a stranger in a dark bar.
And the other is a man.
Yu Rui frowned.
An irritable mood surged up in his heart, like the lava in the crater bubbling and bursting out at any time.
When the waiter turned his head, what he saw was the boy's gloomy dark eyes and a face that looked down at his fingers and didn't know what he was thinking.
Light and shadow cut his emotionless profile into sharp lines.
The waiter thought that the other party was angry about what happened just now, so he smiled and said, "I'm sorry, little handsome, you see what happened before the power outage. I really thought you were thinking—hey, why is your mouth broken?"
The waiter realized later, and his face was full of doubts.
The young man was silent.
When the waiter observed the young man's expression and almost began to worry about whether the other party would destroy the scene, the mood of the person in front of him lightened.
Yu Rui raised his eyes, and the corner of his mouth evoked a gentle smile.
"It's okay, I hit someone."
"Bump, bump into someone?"
"Since there are no other questions, then I'll go first. The previous thing is that you have a heart, thank you."
"Ah... ah, no, you're welcome..."
The waiter stared dumbfounded as the boy's back disappeared outside the door.
It took a while for his brain to clear, and he exclaimed: "Damn, did he just get--"
The voice stopped.
Although he didn't know why, the waiter felt that there was an instinct that drove him to turn his head to look at the booth where he had delivered a few beers.
Then he grabbed a waitress who was passing by and pointed to the seat, "Where's the guy over there?"
The waitress turned around and said, "Aren't you there? Hey, I was still staring at him half a minute before the power outage... What a pity, I still want to ask him for WeChat."
"… "
The waiter shuddered involuntarily.
He seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.
But if the truth is what he guessed, it doesn't matter if it's a relative or the one being kissed, the psychological qualities of these two people...
But they're not all fucking normal people.
—
After a busy and fucking weekend, Yu Rui's Monday was long overdue.
Apart from the occasional scratching of the wound when brushing his teeth to bring back memories, what happened in the dark in the bar the night before had basically been erased from Yu Rui's mind.
But it was kissed by a drunk. Drunks are trash, and trash doesn't differentiate between men and women, so it's nothing.
- Painful troubles often come hand in hand, and active forgetting is one of the basic life skills that must be possessed.
So after breakfast, everything was as usual, Yu Rui and Yu Li went out and went downstairs.
The first routine after leaving home on workdays: Yu Rui sends Yu Li to Dingshui Elementary School. But as soon as he walked out of the corridor, Yu Rui saw the person who was destined to keep him from "routine" this morning.
"Brother Xie Li!"
Yu Li was a little surprised, she snorted softly, then turned her head and pulled the corner of Yu Rui's clothes, and while her brother looked down, she stretched out her finger to the above-ground garage across the corridor.
Yu Rui can't even pretend he didn't see it now.
He froze for two seconds and looked up.
The boy standing in front of the underground garage on the opposite side was woken up by Yu Li's voice, and he walked over lazily with sleepy eyes.
"Good morning, Xiaoli." Xie Li lifted his eyes and swept Yu Rui's lips, lowered his eyes, and smiled hoarsely, "Good morning... Monitor."
"...Good morning." Yu Rui really didn't know how someone could shout good morning so much that their teeth itch. "Why are you downstairs in my house?"
"Passing by."
Yu Rui pulled Yu Li and turned around, "Then keep passing by, see you at school."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Rui's arm was pulled. He frowned slightly and looked back.
"Anything else?"
"..." Xie Li stared at Yu Rui for two seconds and smiled. He bent down and bowed in front of Yu Li, "Xiao Li is going to school?"
Yuuri nodded.
"Then I'll take you there with your brother, okay?"
Yu Li's eyes lit up, but she didn't speak, and looked up at Yu Rui obediently.
Yu Rui frowned, he first gently touched Yu Li's head, "Wait here for brother for a while." After getting a positive answer, Yu Rui glanced at Xie Li and motioned to the side.
This cold look, coupled with the tiredness in the morning, Yu Rui's eyes were slightly red, and Xie Li's eyes darkened.
He paused, then raised his legs and followed.
The two stopped in tandem.
"Xie Li, let me ask you one last time, what do you want to do?"
"Um?"
"Give Xiaoli a gift, follow me to the study room, and come to take Xiaoli to school." Yu Rui's mouth twitched slightly, his smile lightly mocking, "If it wasn't for ulterior motives, could it be that you made a mistake in being a social volunteer? "
"… "
Xie Li narrowed his eyes slightly, and the black flame of desire jumped in his eyes.
Yu Rui rarely shows aggression in front of anyone—except for the expression he regretted not seeing the day before yesterday, this was the first time he had seen Yu Rui take the initiative to show a provocative mood.
So he knew that Yu Rui was provoking him, but he still couldn't help... excited.
Xie Li lowered his head and licked the tips of his canine teeth, suppressing that almost uncontrollable smile.
"Nothing." Xie Li replied.
Yu Rui looked at him coldly.
Xie Li thought for a while, "Probably, I'm an only child, so I prefer your sister?"
"…!"
As soon as the words fell, Yu Rui's sharpest eyes swept over - Xie Li didn't even doubt that he wanted to chop himself up and send it to the garbage collection station in the next second.
Xie Li smiled suddenly. "Hey, squad leader, don't look at me like that. I don't have any bad thoughts about your sister."
yes to you.
Without saying the last four words, Xie Li could feel that Yu Rui's gaze on him still carried the kind of unkindness unique to Meikong.
Gee.
It really doesn't explain.
Xie Li didn't think he would end up any better if he told the truth.
Xie Li's thoughts quickly flashed through all the available information, and then he remembered the group photo taken by Kan Qing and his sister in an Internet cafe, relying on her identity as her boss's sister.
Xie Li's mouth twitched.
"I have a girlfriend."
The bad mood in Yu Rui's eyes lightened slightly, "Really?"
"Well, I'll show you the picture."
Xie Li took out his phone, found the album and flipped through it—he was thankful that he was too lazy to delete it, so the photo was still in his phone—clicking on the photo to enlarge, Xie Li handed the phone to Yu Rui.
"look."
Yu Rui accepted it suspiciously.
The photo is indeed a photo of Xie Li and a girl. The girl looks seventeen or eighteen years old, with long straight black hair and a halter top. It looks like it was taken not long ago.
Although someone inside had a lazy and disgusting face of a cool guy who didn't wake up, it didn't prevent the girl from holding his arm with one hand and pouting sweetly for the photo.
It's like... she's really a girlfriend.
—
Yu Rui, the mother's solo solo student, didn't know at this time that a few girls who became proficient in acting and holding a life-size promotional card could also shoot the effect of a large-scale wedding scene.
So he believed.
Put the phone back. The hostility in Yu Rui's eyes faded, "Even if you have a girlfriend, that doesn't explain your motives."
Xie Li took advantage of the time just now to organize an excuse. So after hearing Yu Rui's words, he smiled, "I just want to be friends with you—I don't have any friends, you know."
"..." Yu Rui hesitated, "Why me?"
Xie Li didn't blushed or panted, "I don't make friends with people with low IQs."
"Then you can find someone else too."
"Others don't have insurance, but you're fine."
"?"
"Didn't I inspect you many times," Xie Li leaned forward, a little more provocative in his smile, "Year, grade, second, second?"
"..."
Yu Rui narrowed his eyes, "I'm afraid you have a subtle misunderstanding about making friends and being mortal enemies."
"It's okay, it's all the same to me."
"… sick."
Yu Rui didn't know how many times he had come to this conclusion, he turned his head and left, acquiescing that Xie Li "made friends" with him.
Because he had to admit that Xie Li's reason really made him unable to refute.
"Second grade..."
Yu Rui repeated it in his heart with no expression on his face.
Come back tonight, and brush up a set of multiple-choice questions.
Yu Rui turned his back to Xie Li and walked further and further.
He didn't see that the boy standing behind him smiled, but the emotion in his eyes deepened.
I don't know when I took the tennis ball out of my trousers pocket and was kneading it with the boy's slender fingers, making a slight noise and twisting it out of shape.
Before the dark night in the bar the night before, Xie Li thought that if he had tasted it, he would fill the abyss of his bottomless desire. And yet when he tasted it, he realised that he was so wrong - the person being so close and not touching in time might make you mad, but if you tasted a little bit and then pulled the distance again - the kind of experience that makes you want to do it again The thirst to taste could almost tear him to pieces.
He knew that the eyes he looked at Yu Rui must be like a traveler who traveled long distances in the desert, or a terrifying addict.
Will he go crazy with his morbid thirst for Yu Rui? He clearly knew that he should be quarantined, but he couldn't help but follow that person's scent.
"Brother Xie Li!"
The girl in front turned her head and called to him.
Her elder brother stood beside him with a long body and looked indifferent, but he also stopped and waited.
Eyebrows, nose and lips, shoulders, back, waist and legs, and even the curvature of the corners of his clothes seemed to be his favorite.
"… "
Xie Li put the tennis ball in his trousers pocket and walked over.
If he needs a will or an epitaph today, it's enough to write four words on it—
"Die Yu Rui."