The setting sun cuts the intersection of light and dark in the alley, the vines hanging from the wall move with the wind, and two long figures are left on the moss-covered stone bricks.

The alley was so quiet that you could hear your breathing, and Jiang Chen didn't dare to breathe when he was exposed to the atmosphere.

The four words "I like you" flashed across his mind, running so fast that his brain short-circuited.

He looked completely frightened.

"There's no need to feel any pressure." Zhan Jin said, "I'm not saying these things just to gain any benefit from you."

The clothes on his body were dirty, and Zhan Jin didn't put on his school uniform. He carried the school uniform, turned sideways, and when he passed by Jiang Chenyu, his arm was pulled by him.

"...I didn't mean that." Jiang Chen's eyes were red in fear, his voice was tight, and his hand holding Zhan Jin was trembling, fearing that he would just leave.

It's not that I don't like you.

Then, I like you.

Zhan Jin's question was too sudden, and his pause and hesitation at that time made the words sound pale and lacking at this time, as if he was talking in a hurry, making this matter become casual.

When people are in a hurry, even the language system is disordered.

His face became paler, he was sweating on his forehead, and his stomach hurt from twitching.

Facing those people who were not so frightened, Zhan Jin sighed softly and shook his cold hand: "Jiang Chenyu, no matter what you think, my words that I like you count, so there is no need to rush to respond to me.

"

There were stumbling footsteps inside, which must be those sports students.

The two of them didn't stay here much.

There were nine twists and turns in the alley, with many paths and exits. They didn't bump into anyone else along the way. This was the second time the two of them walked in it. The pictures were surprisingly similar, but this time the person walking in front was

Zhan Jin.

There was a sound of running water in the bathroom, and Zhan Jin's finger joints were broken. When he touched the water, he felt a sting. He washed the wound, took medicine to disinfect it, and didn't pay any more attention to it.

The four or five students from the other side's sports school are probably not just because of the conflicts left between them before. They really want to cause trouble. It has been so long and they will not wait until now. But the other side hates him in the bottom of his heart. Who will go out of his way to instigate one or two?

, then they will be easily instigated.

The phone on the coffee table lit up, and Jiang Chenyu sent a message, asking him to remember to take care of the injury on his hand.

On the way from school, Zhan Jin felt angry in his heart, angry at his silent resistance.

【zj: There is no next time for what happened today. 】

On the other side, this message popped up on Jiang Chenyu's cell phone. He was stunned, and then the next message popped up.

[zj: I don’t like you doing this kind of thing for me without telling me. 】

This is what I was talking about.

Jiang Chenyu felt his heartbeat again.

【zj: There will be a next time, and we will break up the relationship. 】

[zj: This is a threat]

Threats are very useful. Jiang Chenyu blushed and said "Oh" in passing.

Zhan Jin was lying on the sofa with his arms in front of his eyes to block the light.

It is a normal reaction for a straight man to panic when he hears another man's confession. What's more, when Jiang Chen encounters such a "homophobic" straight man, his boundaries are very subtle, and there is a hint of lust in his homophobia.

Refuse to welcome.

If he were really upright, Zhan Jin would not touch him.

At least a straight man won't react to a gay man.

Zhan Jin didn't sleep too deeply that night.

He originally thought that Jiang Chenyu would take a long time to react, but he didn't expect that early the next morning, it was slightly bright outside. Just after six o'clock, his mobile phone on the bedside vibrated. He touched the mobile phone and saw the call note on it.

The words "Classmate Jiang" are written on it.

When the call was connected, there was silence for a moment and the voice on the other end was very soft, "Zhan Jin?"

Zhan Jin responded, "What's wrong?"

"Are you at home?" Jiang Chenyu asked.

Zhan Jin: "Yes."

"If you asked yesterday..." Jiang Chenyu asked in a low voice, "Can you just forget about it?"

"Huh?" Zhan Jin, who had just woken up and still hadn't fully recovered from his sleep, rubbed his hair, sat up from the bed, and opened the curtains with his slippers on.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was still hazy. Zhan Jin heard the sound on the other end of the phone. He glanced down casually and paused.

Under the trees in the green belt downstairs, a figure was dangling around. It was far away and could not be seen clearly. On the other end of the phone, Jiang Chenyu repeated in a low voice: "I said, can you, don't just forget it.

"

Zhan Jin: "Where are you?"

"...downstairs of your house." Jiang Chenyu said.

The wait for the elevator has never felt so long. Zhan Jin stood at the door of the elevator and watched the elevator slowly come up. The elevator dinged and opened to both sides. He walked in, closed the elevator, and pressed the floor button.

The elevator slowly went down to the first floor.

There was a sound from the door, and the person holding the thermos box outside the door turned around.

Zhan Jin's eyes moved from his face down to the thermos box in his hand.

Jiang Chenyu was wearing a black long t-shirt. The thin lining made his figure even slimmer. His collarbones were sunken, and his hair was blown back by the wind. He looked at Zhan Jin with his dark pupils and raised his hand to touch the back of his neck.

, rubbed it twice, eyes drifting to one side.

"I don't know if you have eaten, but I brought you something to eat," he said.

"That's very virtuous." Zhan Jin reached out to take it, "Thank you."

Jiang Chenyu hid for a moment, "I'll take it."

Zhan Jin didn't insist and led him through the door and onto the elevator.

The space in the elevator is small, and the smooth wall reflects the two figures. Jiang Chenyu is holding the thermos box, as if he needs something in his hand to relieve his mood.

The two of them knew the vague ambiguity of the phone call, and there was a sense of anxiety in the air.

Zhan Jin didn't speak, but looked up at the elevator floor from time to time. When Jiang Chen saw his movements, he didn't dare to make a sound, and kept swallowing as if his throat was uncomfortable.

An anxious and anxious atmosphere spread between them.

Finally, the elevator reached the floor.

Jiang Chenyu entered the door and was reluctant to let go of the thermos box when he changed his shoes. "There is soup in it. Take a bowl and pour it out to drink."

Zhan Jin: "What soup?"

Jiang Chen met: "Fish soup."

Zhan Jin: "Fish soup...did you make it?"

Jiang Chenyu said "Hmm" with red earlobes, changed his shoes and put his shoes neatly aside, straightened up, and a shadow enveloped his face. His breath was stagnant, and he couldn't help but take half a step back.

Zhan Jin put his arm around Jiang Chenyu's waist and put the key on the shoe cabinet without moving his hand on it.

"Can you please forget it - what do you mean?" Zhan Jin's shadow shrouded Jiang Chenyu, as if he wanted to devour him.

At this moment, Jiang Chenyu had very little left in his mind after being beaten all night long, and his ears were red from his earlobes to the root of his neck.

"Zhan, Zhan Jin." Jiang Chenyu's voice was still floating: "I am a straight man - but I... I may not be straight anymore."

For a straight man, it takes a lot of courage to admit that he is not straight.

"I watched that... movie." He spoke very softly, as if he was afraid of being heard clearly, "I don't feel it, but if I kiss you, I can accept it, and it's very..."

"What's that?" Zhan Jin took a step forward, and the distance between the two shortened.

I didn’t expect that this young straight man could be so hot-tempered in private.

When I say this, it's very... it makes people feel itchy.

It was as if a coin was thrown into the water. Except for the sound of "pop" when the water broke, and after waves of waves, it was time to calm down. A small fish swam up from the bottom of the water with the coin on its head, and spit out a coin.

An unexpected surprise.

"Very..." Jiang Chenyu swallowed and said, "I like it."

Zhan Jin: “I didn’t hear you clearly, what’s wrong?”

"I like it." Jiang Chen said eagerly when he met his eyes.

Zhan Jin: "What?"

Jiang Chenyu: "..."

The second time I didn't know, but the third time Jiang Chenyu realized that Zhan Jin did this on purpose. He raised his hand and grabbed Zhan Jin's collar, gritted his teeth and suppressed his shame and said: "I like it, I said I like it very much, listen."

Is it clear?"
To be continued...