presumptuous

Of course Yu Huan didn't let Feng Jiuwang succeed.

He pushed the man away: "Since you have nothing to do, go back early..."

Not being hugged as he wished, Feng Jiuwang stared straight at Yu Huan.

"It's not yet eight o'clock."

"it's getting dark."

"Well, so it's time to eat."

Yu also said: "Then remember to go back early after eating."

"Won't the teacher eat with me?"

"I won't."

Keep your distance and reduce unnecessary contact.

Feng Jiuwang seemed to see through what Yu Huan was thinking, and smiled lightly, which was not pleasant.

Yu looked back at him, "Let's leave at the station ahead. Snack Street is that way. I'm just going to wait for the bus."

Feng Zhuwang didn't refuse, and the silence fermented between the two.

At the station, Feng Zhuwang asked: "Are you really not going out to eat? It's hard to come out."

Yu also shook his head.

Feng Jiuwang said: "That's fine." After finishing speaking, he didn't leave, and stood beside Yu Huan silently.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for you to get in the car." Feng Jiuwang responded very naturally.

Yu also turned his head and only saw Feng Jiuwang's side face, his cheeks were a little flushed from the cold wind, but his brows and eyes were indifferent, standing tall beside him.

"Call me when you get home?" Feng Juwang turned his eyes in a questioning tone, "After all, I called you out, and I couldn't invite you to dinner. In such a cold day, the teacher came out for me again. "

Yu Huan: "Speak well, why do you speak so loudly..." ambiguous.

Feng Jiuwang raised his smiling face again, lowered his head and leaned into Yu Huan's ear, "Alright, I'll be good."

That voice was on the heartstrings, trembling and trembling, dyeing Yu Huan's ears red.

He tilted his head uncomfortably, covered his ears with his clothes, and looked at Feng Jiuwang, "You did it on purpose."

"Yeah, I did it on purpose. I can't see you for a whole vacation. I want you to remember me longer." Feng Zhuwang generously admitted, then patted his head lightly, reminding Yu Huan, "Che Come, let's go."

Like couples who break up after a date, when the love thread breaks up, you have to take a few strands of reluctance.

Yu still froze, and had no time to correct it, so he turned around and got into the car.

After the bus drove away, Feng Jiuwang randomly found a noodle restaurant to eat, and took a photo of Yu Huan and sent it: [Teacher, are you hungry? ] and paired with a bear expression again.

Yu hasn't seen this expression for a long time, remembering what Feng Jiuwang said that day at his home, he couldn't help but look at this expression pack carefully.

The cubs have dark, beady eyes and short limbs.

Silly.

Where is it like him? ?

Pretending not to see Feng Jiuwang's witty words, Yu only replied after returning home: [I'm home. ]

It wasn't until after ten o'clock that Feng Zhuwang didn't come back with a message. It was a voice message.

Yu was already lying down, and when he clicked on the voice message, he heard Feng Jiuwang's voice coming from the phone.

"Good night."

No additional greetings, just good night.

Like that night a long time ago, there was unnecessary communication between them, and it has been out of control ever since.

##

On the day Yu returned home, Feng Jiuwang called him and asked when he was leaving, and wanted to see him off.

"What is there to give?" Yu still refused on the phone.

There was a little silence on the other end of the phone, and then he said: "Yu Huan, do you think I will forget you and like someone else after a holiday?" That kind of naive questioning is often the most dangerous.

Yu Huan remained silent for two seconds: "Of course not. I have no right to deny you. Similarly, I have my own plans."

"Hiding my plan."

Yu still couldn't cope with Feng Zhuwang's blunt words, and was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Anyway, you don't have to..."

"But I'm here."

Feng Juwang's voice came from behind, and Yu Huan immediately turned his head.

"You posted the bus ticket in Moments." Feng Jiuwang sat next to Yu Huan and said slowly, "Why is the teacher so careless?"

Yu Huan: "...Well, okay, remember, I will block you next time."

Feng Jiuwang: "?"

Feng Jiuwang: "Why did the teacher turn bad?"

"Why did you make such a trip all the way, and let it go to sleep? I said, why are you suddenly calling at this time... Don't you still have to work at night?"

Yu still took the bus at [-]:[-] in the morning, and the ticket hadn't been checked at this time, so it wasn't cold because there were so many people in the hall.

"Try to find out what it feels like to find someone on purpose." Feng Jiuwang replied.

Yu still didn't understand, so he turned to look at him.

"The day before yesterday was the third time. I called you out for no reason. Yu Huan, did you scold me in your heart while taking a taxi?"

Yu Huan: "...do you want to hear the truth?" At least the first two times.

Feng Jiuwang laughed: "I already know the answer."

Yu thought for a while and said, "But no matter who calls me, I will go."

Feng Zhuwang's smile faded a little.

Yu also cast his eyes on the screen in the center of the hall, "Didn't I say it before? Because you are my student, I am responsible for your safety."

Feng Zhuwang let out a "hmm".

Yu also let out a breath, "Is there anything else you don't understand?"

"Not at all."

Feng Juwang stood up suddenly, "It seems that the ticket is being checked."

Yu didn't expect that he would suddenly change the subject, he stood up and pulled up the suitcase in a daze, but the corner of his clothes was caught.

Feng Jiuwang said, "Don't block me."

The man behind him turned into a boy again, and clumsily held him back.

The feelings of young people are green flowers, and each petal is a specific color to be given to a specific person.

Yu also thought that he should not be able to look back at him.

After all, Feng Jiuwang is very good at pretending to be pitiful, he is afraid that he will soften his heart.

"Yu Huan, you don't seem to want me to come very much." Feng Jiuwang said behind him, "I look forward to your coming every time."

There is a young and sincere heart in those seemingly joking words.

Yu often did this when he was still young. He thought that in the future he would have someone he liked very much, and he wanted to dedicate all his love to him.

Later, as he grew older, he found that it was too difficult to meet such a person.If you take emotions so seriously, you will be ridiculed as stupid.

He has become mediocre, willing to become mediocre, and knows how to hide his sincerity.Love is a luxury, not a necessity.

He's one of those unlucky people.

He can't get it.

"Feng Juwang." Yu didn't turn his head yet, "This kind of thing should be said to the right person, and the teacher is not that person."

He had already thrown away the green flowers in his heart. Those petals that symbolized romance dripped with fresh blood every time he took them off.

Feng Zhuwang was only 20 years old, his student, seven years younger than him, he used to like girls but now he changed his sexual orientation because of him.

Yu was also terrified of the thorns on the stems under the flowers.

Like is a very short-lived thing.

Sometimes it withers overnight.

Human beings are cruel creatures. They want to hold on to the beautiful insects, shake off the phosphorous powder, and force the ugliness to reveal its original shape before throwing it away.

His scars were all over those wings.

##

After the holiday, Chen Fangmei called Feng Jiuwang twice to urge Feng Jiuwang, probably because she was afraid that the elder son who had no blood relationship with her would be impatient, and he was careful every time he spoke.

Even though he had said the exact date of his return, he still had to be called to ask.Those careful thoughts wrapped in caring words made Feng Jiuwang uncomfortable.

On the last night of part-time work, Feng Jiuwang and Lele are on duty together, staying until the bar closes.

It was almost early morning, and the tall, fair young man in the backstage said nervously: "The girl who ordered the wine has taken a fancy to you, right?"

Feng Ju looked over at Min.

"This is the third time I've come here this week. I'm still sitting there and asking you to go by name. I must have fallen in love with you!"

Feng Jiuwang didn't even look at him this time, he pressed his finger on the voice button and said "good night" softly, took his drink and walked out.

Lights, music and heat.

Feng Zhuwang was dressed in a waiter's uniform, his figure was perfectly outlined, his black trousers made his legs look long, his hairstyle was slightly tidied up, and he was handsome whether he smiled or not.It can be seen that he is young, but he will not be recognized as a younger brother.He has all the charm that a man should have, even superior, enough to be looked up to.

Feng Juwang delivered wine to the table alone, and the girl quietly pushed him the WeChat code.

Feng Juwang pretended he didn't see it, straightened up and glanced at it indifferently, and said coldly, "Please use it slowly."

It's not like serving people, it's more like asking for debts.There are people who like him, and these days they come to the bar frequently to order wine from him.

He also only delivers drinks.

Bartenders actually earn very little when they don't serve customers.But Feng Jiuwang originally came to make up the number of people. He used to not want to stay in the dormitory alone, looking for something to play with. This year, the bar owner asked him for help. By the way, he didn't want to go home so early and agreed to work for two weeks.

At six o'clock in the morning, the bar closes.

Lele turned off all the lights, and Feng Jiuwang stood in front of the porch staring at the phone screen.

Lele asked casually: "I said who are you sending good night these days? Girlfriend?"

Feng Juwang raised his eyes, thought for a while and replied, "The person I like."

Lele was stunned for a moment: "Haven't you caught up yet?"

"got rejected."

"...Ah, this is a bit difficult." Lele scratched her head, "Did she say why?"

"Have."

"Because of what?"

"Why did I tell you?" Feng Jiuwang tilted his head slightly, "He told me."

Lele: "..."

Lele: "How can I help you if you don't tell me?!"

Feng Jiu looked at him, turned his head away, "No need."

Lele: "Go, did you dislike me just now?"

"He ignored me." Feng Jiuwang said suddenly.

Lele blinked: "No matter what you say, don't you talk to me?"

Feng Jiuwang: "I just said good night."

Lele: "..."

Fucking Straight Guy Behavior.

Lele: "Tell me something else! Otherwise, why do you want people to return to you? A girl's mind is very delicate and sensitive!"

"You do understand."

"... How do I feel that you are mocking me?"

"No, you're thinking too much." Feng Zhuwang smiled meaningfully, "I leave that door to you, I'll catch the car at noon and go home, so I'll go back and pack my luggage first."

"Aren't you coming tomorrow?"

"Ah."

Lele nodded, "Let's go, let's go, remember to say something nice to him, there is no one like you, who will say good night suddenly, who will call you back, girls are very reserved..."

He thought Feng Jiuwang wasn't listening.

Who knew that a few seconds later there was a sound from outside the corridor.

"Chen Mingle, thank you."

Chen Mingle was stunned: "So you remember my name?"

"It's not hard to remember."

Chen Mingle was greatly moved: "I thought you only remembered my name as Lele just like them."

Feng Juwang also responded sincerely: "That's kind of disgusting."

Chen Mingle: "……………… All right brother, let's go, if you don't go, I'm afraid I can't help but beat you, maybe I can't beat you."

It was still dark outside, and someone splashed water on the ground to form a thin layer of ice. Feng Juwang walked around and turned on the voice.

"Yu Huan."

This is the first voice.

At 07:30 in the morning, Yu woke up from home on time, and was entangled in watching a series of voice messages on WeChat.

In the past, Feng Zhuwang only sent a good night, which he could ignore.

What are you doing today?

He clicked on the first one and heard his name, followed by the second one.

"Take care of me."

Only a little boy can talk like this, and he has to be justified in acting like a baby.

Feng Jiuwang's image in Yu Huan's heart has not changed at all.

As a result, the third voice -

"I miss you."

Feng Zhuwang's voice sank, and his ears were reddened by the phone voice.

Immediately after the fourth article: "Someone told me that girls are more reserved, you can't just say good night, is the teacher too?"

Yu also forced himself to calm down, and calmly replied: [The teacher is not a girl. ]

After a few minutes, Feng Zhuwang replied with a voice message.

Before Yu Huan clicked on, he was still mentally preparing himself, telling himself not to be angry.

Feng Jiuwang: "My brother doesn't even miss me, I really miss my brother."

Yu Huan silently pinched his cell phone, and finally gave up, and replied: "Good morning, little friend Feng Jiuwang, please don't text me if you have nothing to do...Are you home yet?"

On the other end of the phone, Feng Zhuwang raised the only smile that could be called pleasant these days, and called Yu Huan directly.

"Good morning," he said.

He hesitated and replied, "...good morning."

Yu also said that he was not the right person for him.

Feng Jiuwang knew that this was an excuse for refusal.

He has done a lot of excessive things, sprinkled salt on Yu Huan's old wounds, let the teacher go out late at night to find him willfully, and told him the secret buried deep in his heart.

Yu Huan tolerated all his childish and immature behaviors.

Feng Jiuwang said to the person on the phone: "Yu Huan, I've thought about it for a long time, and I still think you are the most suitable person."

Before Yu could respond, he said again: "But I haven't become the most suitable person for you, have I? So you have to reject me."

Growth is slow and fast.

Slowly at the age of 14, Mo Mo germinated in his bones until now, and at the age of 19, he met Yu Huan.

"Yu Huan, you can speculate and doubt, you don't need to trust me, and there is no need to wait for me." Feng Jiuwang expressed all the doubts in Yu Huan's heart, and then he said, "I will catch up, I will definitely catch up You, and this time, I will take the initiative to hug you."

The love of young people is a flower that blooms enthusiastically, and the bright and delicate red color is dyed by hot blood.