Two good-looking boys walking side by side always attract a lot of attention. The girls in school uniforms of various colors looked back from time to time, then turned around and whispered something in a low voice with the sisters beside them.
Fu Zhiyu got closer to him before he could see the puppy in his arms. The long white curly hair was sticking together in strands because it had not been cleaned for a long time. There was also a chewing gum on the nipple attached to the ear on the top of the head, which was tightly clinging to its ear.
Chi Yu's white sweater was heavily soiled, but he didn't seem to care at all. Instead, he lowered his head and readjusted the posture of his arms, hoping that the little thing in his arms would no longer look unloving.
"This little thing is like a retard." Chi Yu said suddenly, his voice was not loud, but every word was very clear. "Lying in the middle of the road, not daring to move."
Fu Zhiyu tilted his head and met the puppy's round, pitch-black eyes.
With dogs in their arms, buses and taxis are reluctant to let them on. Chi Yu is not a patient person, and he is reluctant to let go of the dog in his arms. He can only walk a long road and finally stands in front of the stray animal rescue station.
Fu Zhian stood outside the door, and through the huge glass window, he could see the tall and tall boy. He carefully put the dog on the stage, took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a dozen red notes and threw them on the table.
It's just that I haven't seen each other for a few days, Chi Yu seems to have lost a lot of weight, the drapey sweater outlines his beautiful shoulder blades, and his shoulders are cut like a knife.
After settling down the puppy, Chi Yu walked out without looking back. He and Fu Zhian stood side by side in front of the glass window, watching the little white dog bark at them with its head tilted, Chi Yu lowered his head and pursed his lips.
"About why...why do you like me." Chi Yu put his hands in his pockets, his eyes fell on the puppy who was struggling and unwilling to shear, and continued: "I thought about it for several days."
"I haven't met anyone who likes me through and through. They all say they like me, but they're only halfway through the road and they're gone."
Fu Zhiyu turned his head sideways and looked at the young man's delicate and beautiful profile. The corners of his mouth were upturned, and his long eyelashes trembled from time to time. Such a good-looking face and a lonely look were really not suitable for him.
"Chi Yuedi likes himself most, and Chi Yin likes her mother the most."
"Wen Hua's favorite thing isn't me either."
Chi Yu turned his head, his dark eyes were scary, as if something was about to come out. He sniffed twice, the tip of his nose wrinkled, and he leaned back against the glass window in a lazy and casual manner.
"Look, I'm not even my mother's favorite."
"Your liking makes me a little nervous."
Fu Zhian didn't speak, but the expression on his face became less and less. Chi Yu's words have never been so many, and he didn't look so sad. Because of his liking, Chi Yu was so flustered that he needed to spend several days thinking about why he was liked. No one regards him as the first choice and exception, he is always the second best of others.
The shops facing the street turned on the lights, and through the gauze there was a soft light of goose-yellow. From the inside, the embracing couple walked out. They held hands tightly and looked at each other suddenly and smiled.
"I was in City A this morning."
"I bought a bag of oranges, and I tasted it and found it very sweet." Chi Yu lowered his head and smiled, staring closely at his white sneakers.
"I didn't expect that only one idea popped into my head."
"This bag of oranges, it would be great if I could eat it with Fu Zhiyan." After he finished speaking, he felt amused, and the corners of his mouth raised a little, revealing a gentle and beautiful arc. He took his hand out of his pocket, only to find that his pocket was bulging. Chi Yu stood up straight, took a few steps towards him, and stretched out his arms towards Fu Zhiyan.
The yellow oranges are placed quietly in the palm of the boy, with bright colors and smooth skins.
"But on the way here, the rest of the oranges were crushed by the car because of that little mentally handicapped man." Chi Yu's tone was a little stiff, with the youthful enthusiasm and enthusiasm unique to a teenager.
"That day you asked me to consider whether I like boys or not. I've decided."
"I still think it's too awkward to like boys."
Only then did Fu Zhian raise his head, and when he met the clear eyes of the young man, something seemed to collapse in his heart. The little flower that was growing wildly in my heart seemed to wither in an instant.
Before he could speak, the young man in front of him suddenly smiled, his delicate face seemed to be brushed by running water, brilliant and bright.
"I can't like boys, but I think I can like you."
Fu Zhiyan froze in place, his flexible brain seemed to crash. He thought about many scenarios, thought he was disgusting, thought he was insincere, thought he was joking, and even just transferred and left...
It seems that this is the only one missing. Fu Zhian prides himself on being omnipotent, but it seems that he has made many somersaults on Chi Yu.
Because he didn't get a response for a long time, Chi Yu's fair face seemed to start to turn red, he stared at the orange in his hand, and the embarrassment came towards him. He coughed dryly, intending to slowly withdraw his hand.
The boy's cold hand clasped his wrist, and Chi Yu met his gaze.
He took a few steps closer, and the toes of the two were almost touching. Chi Yu was about to speak when his shoulders suddenly sank. Fu Zhiyu rested his head on his shoulders weakly, the aroma of mint hit his face, Chi Yu froze and didn't move.
"Chi Yu, let's fall in love."
The broken hair on top of Fu Zhiyu's head was stuck to his neck, the delicate and supple touch made Chi Yu's fingers numb, and the boy's warm breath made him panic and at a loss. The man on his shoulders seemed to be extremely tired, the indifference and alienation all over his body were removed, his forehead rested on his shoulders, and he sighed secretly.
"I really like you."
"It's the kind of love that is about to suffocate."
The author says:
I would love to see everyone's comments! I don't want to stand alone! (Bows) Thank you again sisters for the fish food and groundhog call! ! !