It was okay to go out with friends during the weekend of his senior year, but he also drank alcohol, which was a bit difficult to explain, so Xu Xilin's original intention was to "enter the village quietly, and don't want to shoot anyone", but it was unexpectedly leaked by the family's Bird Ancestor and Dou Xun.

He had no choice but to drag Dou Xun upstairs, sweating profusely, while Aunt Du and Grandma were nagging her.

Aunt Du: "Watch him carefully and don't throw him."

Xu Xilin quickly turned around and waved his hand: "It's okay, you don't need to worry about it."

Seeing someone supporting it, the gray parrot shut his mouth very reservedly, but Dou Xun was still unwilling to give up. He walked halfway up the stairs step by step. He turned his head solemnly, stretched out two fingers, and gestured.

He gestured with a gun, pointed at the gray parrot on the shelf and announced: "I'll kill you."

After saying that, he "fired". Considering the recoil, he gestured to fire, raised the "muzzle" of the gun, and then went upstairs arrogantly and coldly.

Xu Xilin: "..."

Impressed.

Dou Xun went upstairs but still recognized the door. He entered the room by himself with his eyes half-opened. He walked to the bed and smashed himself down as flat as a coffin board. Xu Xilin suspected that he had hit his head and rushed in to check.

After reading it again, I saw that the blush on Dou Xun's face had faded away, and he was lying on the bed with a pale face. The "armor" on his right hand had not yet been removed, and he was staring straight at the ceiling.

Shot after shot.

Xu Xilin has seen people who drink too much, some who cry, some who laugh, and some who act drunkenly and make others disgusted... But the one who goes around shooting without saying a word is really a new experience.

Xu Xilin broke out in a sweat while playing with him. He sat down on the chair next to him, picked up a thin notebook and slapped it wildly. After waiting for three minutes, he saw that Dou Xun had no intention of stopping. It was so much fun, so he became so mean.

He was teasing beside him: "Doudanger, who are you going to shoot?"

Comrade Dou Xun has a firm revolutionary will. Even though he has become a sharpshooter like Zorro, he is still very strict and cannot easily get out of his words.

Xu Xilin moved a chair over and used a book to fan Dou Xun, briefly attracting those dull eyes.

Xu Xilin: "Do you still know me?"

Dou Xun remained silent.

Xu Xilin got crazy and casually took advantage of him: "I am your brother, please call me 'Brother'."

Dou Xun stared at him with a confused expression for a while, as if he was reminiscing about when he had an extra brother, and he wanted to call him brother. Xu Xilin had to press forward: "You can call me dad instead of brother."

Dou Xun's expression changed upon hearing this, and he pointed at Xu Xilin's forehead: "I'll kill you."

Xu Xilin laughed so hard that he hit the bed board. After laughing for a while, he slowly figured out what the gun was about and stopped laughing.

Xu Xilin: "Your father and your mother..."

Dou Xun had no expression on his face and fired two shots at him accurately - he didn't shoot at random to show his feelings, he fired at the heads. Xu Xilin held his head and looked at him for a while. He didn't know how much anger he felt in his heart.

It's been a long time and they haven't finished killing yet.

Xu Xilin had always felt that Dou Xun was irritable and willful, but now he realized that it was all the result of restraint.

He hates society so much that if he doesn't restrain himself, he might have organized a school shooting.

Xu Xilin asked gently: "Where is Xu Xilin? Is he dead too?"

Dou Xun listened, poked his forehead with his index finger, and looked at him without blinking, but he still didn't make the move of raising the "muzzle" after firing. A faint smell of alcohol floated.

After coming out, Xu Xilin smelled it for a while and felt a little dizzy.

After being in a stalemate for an unknown amount of time, Dou Xun suddenly showed a look of pain on his face. He suddenly threw his hand to the side, turned over heavily as if he was angry, and struggled on the bed for a while. He didn't know where it hurt, so he pressed randomly at first.

He pressed his chest and stomach again, then turned himself onto his side, with his back to Xu Xilin, and curled up into a big shrimp.

Xu Xilin sat quietly for a while and understood the body language - you have caused me a lot of pain, but I still can't bear to kill you like other pains, so I can only endure it half-dead.

Xu Xilin suddenly felt very uncomfortable. He put down the notebook he used to fan himself in a daze, and slowly stretched out his hand to hold Dou Xun's hand. The body temperature of a drunkard was very high and it was scalding. He pulled it gently, but he couldn't stop it just now.

Dou Xun actually followed his strength and turned around honestly.

Xu Xilin raised his other hand in the air for a long time, then carefully placed it on Dou Xun's neck, and gently touched his face. Dou Xun immediately narrowed his eyes sensitively and subconsciously touched his hand.

Rub it.

Xu Xilin somehow remembered what Dou Xun did when he "tested whether he had a fever" last time. He pursed his lips slightly and asked Dou Xun: "Do you have a fever?"

Dou Xun used some strength to hold his hand.

Xu Xilin hesitated for a moment and found a "legitimate reason" for himself: "I'm just afraid that he has a fever."

With this thought in mind, he pressed his lips against Dou Xun's forehead. The only temperature-testing skill Xu Xilin knew in his life was to use a thermometer. He had no idea about the temperature. His hands were useless, and his mouth was naturally not smart at all.

As you can imagine, nothing happened, but he felt some strange intimacy in this posture.

Xu Xilin's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he started jumping up and down.

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside.

The stairwell was paved with wooden floors, which made a "creep" sound when someone stepped on them. Xu Xilin was startled and raised his head suddenly.

Aunt Du was worried about the inconvenience caused by the boy's age. She would not come to their room if nothing happened, and she would say hello in advance if she wanted to clean. Now she just knocked on the door and said at the door: "You can't just lie down after drinking.

Auntie made some warm honey water and yogurt and put them on the small table outside. You can take whatever you feel comfortable eating."

Xu Xilin responded quickly and went out to get it. When he stood up, he found that Dou Xun was still holding his hand.

Xu Xilin whispered uncomfortably: "I'm going to get something."

Dou Xun didn't know whether he understood or not, but he still held on to him, and his fingers were a little lighter. Xu Xilin pulled his hand away, and then Dou Xun's expression dimmed.

Xu Xilin coughed dryly, not daring to look at him anymore. He quickly went out and grabbed a glass of something at random, and stuffed it into Dou Xun's hand: "Drink."

Then he went back to his house without looking back.

A small area of ​​Xu Xilin's back was soaked with sweat. There was a tendon in his neck that kept beating wildly for some unknown reason. As soon as he blinked, a drop of sweat fell from his forehead and flowed down the bridge of his nose.

Xu Xilin was in a daze for a while, took a lukewarm combat bath, then returned to the desk, picked up Xu Jin's photo frame, and thought confusedly: "What should I do?"

After a while, he felt that he was a little ridiculous. Even if his mother was still alive, he would not dare to ask her about this kind of thing. Now that her mother is gone, he subconsciously relies on her.

She comes.

Xu Xilin decided not to run to school. He made a few papers by himself to calm down. When he finished, he looked up and saw that it was already past eleven o'clock. Aunt Du peeled the fruits and didn't dare to disturb him. She put them in the living room by the door.

It has become a little yellow due to oxidation. The difference between auntie and mother is that mother will push the door open and enter the house to put down the fruit without any scruples.

Xu Xilin took a few bites casually. He had a good drinking capacity, but he was prone to insomnia when he drank. He was obviously very tired. He lay on the bed and tossed and turned. Finally, he still felt unsteady. He got up lightly and slipped into Dou Xun's room to take a look.

At a glance, I saw that he was already sleeping peacefully, with the empty cup lying aside. He also knew that he had put on a thin quilt and his expression was normal, so he was relieved, and then he left even more worried.

He couldn't deceive himself, and he spent half the night feeling guilty for what he had just done. He thought about it for an unknown amount of time, even thinking about what his grandmother would look like if she knew about these messy things.

As the old saying goes, parents can't stay with their children for a lifetime, and grandparents certainly don't have to count on it. Life and death are inevitable sooner or later. Even if some things can be hidden for a while, they can't be hidden for a lifetime, but for grandma, that moment is enough... and in the future

If his grandmother is gone, he will really be left alone. Will anyone care about his sexual orientation?

When Xu Xilin thought of this, his heart turned from uneasy to desolate.

Everyone is a little hypocritical. Those like Dou Xun who dare to break the jar are just indifference brewed by years of disappointment, and they may not feel comfortable in their hearts.

Xu Xilin's hypocrisy is more complicated. He has lived a life of getting what he wants for too long, and has developed a attitude that although he is not , he wants to keep everything for himself. He wants to play with his classmates, but also

He would pay attention to maintaining his grades, and with a little cleverness, although his grades were not outstanding, he could still take care of both... As time went by, he felt that everything in the world could be like this.

Xu Xilin wanted to live a free and unrestrained life, and was unwilling to wrong himself, but he did not dare to completely deviate from the norm, because he was used to being an top student who did not need anyone to worry about him. He was like a pet in captivity, even if there was no rope tied around his neck, he would not

He defected to the wild. Xu Xilin wanted the best of both worlds and wanted a happy reunion that took into account all aspects. However, today, he found that he was powerless - he wanted Dou Xun, but not homosexuality.

He wanted the young man who would accompany him through the house, and he didn't want to be poked in the back and scolded as a pervert.

Xu Xilin thought wildly for a long time before falling asleep in a daze. He also had a chaotic dream. When he woke up, he forgot all about the plot, but he couldn't help but feel sad about it.

Although Dou Xun was really drunk that day, it's hard to say whether his memory was fragmented. Xu Xilin suspected that Dou Xun remembered what happened that day, because he increased the frequency of going home to three times a week - he boxed in the community's comprehensive gym.

I gave my name at the library.

The gym has an annual pass. Most of the losers went in and applied for the pass on impulse, and then put it away before the coach got familiar with it. Only Dou Xun did Muay Thai twice a week and kickboxing once. He never missed class regardless of rain or shine. He was still at home by himself.

He started DIYing a piece of equipment - he took an iron rod, tied the two ends with sponge to make it easier to hold, and tied a thick rope in the middle. The rope hung heavy objects underground, usually beverage bottles filled with water.

When Xu Xilin entered the final stage of the college entrance examination, Mr. Dou, his accompanying student, was exercising beside him when he had nothing to do. He straightened his arms, grasped both ends of the stick with both hands, and turned the iron rod with both hands to pull the rope hanging the heavy object one by one.

Click it and put it down, then turn it up again and again, repeat it one hundred and twenty times, rest for five minutes, and do another round. It is said that it can exercise both wrist and arm strength... But Xu Xilin took it and played with it for a while, and felt

This thing is prone to tenosynovitis.

Dou Xun is not a person who loves sports. Xu Xilin suspected that he was stimulated by what happened at Yue Banwan's door that day, but he never dared to ask.

After that day, Xu Xilin and Dou Xun had some slight changes in their relationship. The two of them were a little cautious about each other. They stopped excessive physical contact and verbal exchanges, which greatly reduced the frequency of quarrels and made them more peaceful.

Each of them looked at the "enemy position" with their heads and heads, not knowing whether the next step would be war or peace.

The college entrance examination countdown card on the back blackboard was used up faster than toilet paper. It was pumped and pumped, and it quickly reached the bottom. During these days, major exams followed small exams. By the end of the exam, the students were basically numb to the exam, and their hearts gradually began to float.

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Cai Jing is the earliest to come and the last to leave every day. It is basically his job to open and lock the door.

It was already very early on weekdays, but on Monday it was even earlier than usual - he wanted to put the gift for Luo Bing into the mailbox while no one was in the school.

This has almost become Cai Jing's psychological sustenance. His uncle is becoming more and more inhumane. Every day he either disappears or fills the room with the smell of liquor. Cai Jing avoids him and wishes he could make a bunk in the classroom.

When Xu Xilin was obviously depressed, others were afraid of irritating him. Only Cai Jing didn't mind, because after all, Xu Xilin still had a grandmother at home. Even if his mother was gone, their family could still afford a nanny, and he could still buy whatever he liked.

No need to worry about tuition fees, no need to calculate what to eat in the cafeteria to save money.

Cai Jing seems to be a child who grew up in the open air in the wind and snow. His skin and flesh have been repeatedly chapped, and he has developed layers of rough scars and dead skin. He has lost part of his ability to feel pain.

Cai Jing sighed at the rusty iron door of the mailbox and thought to himself: "It will be fine if we get through this period."

If he can get into college, his wings will be strong and he can make his own future and get rid of his current life.

After Cai Jing left, a thin boy sneaked out from the dormitory building next to him - if Dou Xun was here, he would probably be recognized as the boy Li Bozhi and the others beat up in the bathroom on the second floor of the school.

Like a little mouse, he tiptoed to the class mailbox. Holding a piece of wire in his hand, he stabbed the lock of the class mailbox for a while.

The mailbox is exposed to wind and sun all year round, and the lock is just a decoration to protect gentlemen from villains. The boy poked it open several times. He glanced around furtively and took the envelope that Cai Jing had just stuffed in.

He came out, turned around and ran away.

Because Wu Tao got the results of his professional courses, he didn't have to train every day, and because the college entrance examination was approaching, his family finally took out some money and rented him a room in front of the school. They have already moved out. Li Bozhi, the top tyrant in the dormitory, is in a very good mood recently.

It's bad, whoever gets caught will be unlucky. People like him, who are at the bottom of the food chain, can't resist and can only save themselves by taking detours.

Usually, Li Bozhi and the others would get up early for training, and would poke him up every day to make him fold the quilt and buy breakfast. The boy had long noticed Cai Jing, who came to stuff things every Monday. He had heard people say that this little four-eyed, Wu Tao and the others

Those who work on the shift are particularly good at working in camps and working everywhere. If they can't take care of it themselves, they have to find someone to take over the shift.

In the second semester of his sophomore year in high school, Wu Tao and the others took turns helping him on duty for nearly a semester. Li Bozhi even laughed behind his back, saying that Wu Tao was so righteous that he was stupid.

"He must be rich." The boy who stole something thought.

The next night during self-study, Cai Jing gave himself extra classes as usual. He didn't leave until almost ten o'clock. The entire teaching building was empty, and all the classes turned off the lights. He walked out of the empty corridor alone. As soon as he left the teaching building,

I saw a few people gathering at the door.

Cai Jing took a look and saw that it was Li Bozhi's group. Xu Xilin and Wu Tao were not there. Cai Jing didn't want to have anything to do with this group. He lowered his head and pretended not to see them. He walked around them, but he just walked out.

After a few steps, there was a sudden "Hey" sound behind him, and something fell from the sky and hit Cai Jing right in front of him.

It was Cai Jing's unsigned letter to Luo Bing.

Li Bozhi walked over with people in a swaggering manner: "One of my buddies picked up something, is it yours?"

Cai Jing heard a buzz in his head and involuntarily clenched the strap of his schoolbag.

Li Bozhi kicked the envelope on the ground and said to Cai Jing with a half-smile: "Others still find money, but those who lose things have to express their gratitude, right? But I have also heard people say that you are not very easy on your hands... What should I do?"

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