touch the back of the unknown

Extra Story—Yan Wu, a pseudo-literary youth, looks up at the sky at 45°, and finds that the sky is gray, with no clouds, no sun, no wind, only noise, and constant boredom and heat.

That day, Yan Wu had nothing to do to remember the broken love, and wanted to find someone to talk to casually, flipped through the contacts, but didn't know who to turn to, and then inexplicably thought of He Yi.

Yan Wu has a lot of friends, and there are a few close friends, but none of them are suitable for Yan Wu to talk about at this time.

He looked at He Yi's name, hesitated for a moment, and sent a message.

【exist? 】

[I'm here in Century Square. 】

[It's okay, I just want to talk to you. 】

He Yi will definitely feel that he is very strange... Yan Wu stood there in frustration, stopped for a while, turned off his mobile phone, put it in his pocket, and leaned against the wall. It was already dark, and he strode forward. He stopped again, his cold hands were in the same cold pockets, and he couldn't cover them no matter what.

There is no hope, he thought, thinking about Shen Yu's back, he felt that he would never be able to catch up.

hopeless.

Never catch up.

hopeless.

Yan Wu felt a soreness welling up in his nose, and his heart was tugged.

He covered his face with his hands.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, he blinked, feeling a little unclear about what was in front of him, and then he walked in the opposite direction from Century Square.

With no sense of time, everything went with the cold wind whistling in his ears.

Suddenly Yan Wu stopped, he heard someone calling him.

That was clearly calling him.

Call him silently.

"Yan Wu."

Yan Wu stopped slowly, and then turned his head slowly.

Is someone really calling him?

Yan Wu thought so before turning his head.

He obviously didn't hear the sound.

Someone really was calling him.

Yan Wu thought before turning his head.

So Yan Wu turned his head and saw a vague figure in the blurry world, but Yan Wu knew who it was.

Before Yan Wu's brain could react, his body had already moved first. He ran to He Yi and saw tears on He Yi's face.

He Yi panted, and looked at Yan Wu with wide eyes. Yan Wu felt that He Yi's eyes were really big... Hot tears rolled down from He Yi's eyes one by one, but Yan Wu still saw clearly , He could see clearly what He Yi was looking at.

But he forgot in a blink of an eye, because He Yi stretched out his hand, hugged him, then tiptoed, and buried his face on Yan Wu's shoulder.

Yan Wu stretched out his hand, seemed to pause for a moment, and felt a little helpless, even he didn't know where the helplessness came from, and gently patted He Yi's head, as if comforting a crying child.Then he hugged He Yi tightly, thinking that this might comfort him.

He Yi rubbed his face on Yan Wu's shoulder, and said sullenly: "There is a restaurant whose pizza is not bad...do you want to go?"

His voice was so hoarse that Yan Wu couldn't listen anymore. He was a little bit ridiculous, then took a step back and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm treating you."

Yan Wu didn't ask why He Yi appeared here at this time, why he cried, why he chased Yan Wu, He Yi didn't ask anything either.

Yan Wu and He Yi walked side by side to the pizzeria He Yi talked about. He Yi lowered his head along the way and turned his face away, like a child playing awkwardly.

It's really rare... Seeing He Yi like this, Yan Wu was a little surprised. To be honest, in his eyes, He Yi has always been a relatively...well, a relatively reliable person, rational and calm, probably.

Yan Wu subconsciously felt that He Yi was a very loyal person, probably because He Yi rushed to his house to find him and almost punched him. Although sometimes Yan Wu couldn't see through him, but most of the time he was a A gentle and polite person, although he is deliberately alienated from others.

Now He Yi is like an innocent child, and Yan Wu is amused by his metaphor.

After eating the pizza, Yan Wu and He Yi's homes are in different directions, and Yan Wu intends to send him to the gate of the community.

He Yi didn't speak, walked silently, suddenly put his hand into Yan Wu's pocket, and grabbed Yan Wu's hand.

Yan Wu froze.

He Yi's hand was unexpectedly warm.He slowly stroked Yan Wu's hand, still said sullenly: "Your hands are so cold."

Isn't it weird for two men to walk hand in hand on the street... Yan Wu is a little embarrassed, although there is no one on the street, he still feels uncomfortable, he is gay, and he is not used to such intimate contact... Usually, I never see two different men holding hands, besides, He Yi knows that he is...

Forget it, Yan Wu thought desperately, and tightened He Yi's hand.

Under the cover of the night, Yan Wu didn't see the curvature of He Yi's mouth, he smiled purely and innocently, like a child.

At the gate of the community, Yan Wu let go of his hand and said, "I'm leaving."

He Yi whispered, "Goodbye."

Yan Wu waved his hand, put He Yi's hot hand into his pocket, and walked away slowly.

And He Yi stood there without moving, just like watching Yan Wu's back in the corridor that time, but this time it was completely different, there was no sunlight, only darkness, and He Yi was obviously more comfortable in the dark.

He kept a smile on his face, and slowly, as if the truth had been shattered, the innocent child finally woke up, not a child anymore, just like a drunk sober up, He Yi didn't drink Drunk, his drinker is extremely good.

He Yi's face gradually transformed from a strange expression to an indifferent scum.

He looked coldly into the distance, sneered, not knowing who he was laughing at, then turned and walked into the community.A whine of unknown origin came from his throat.