Love, Expired

The villa was very quiet, and the gray-blue room was silent. Zhou Hao thought of the country where he lived before, and it was so quiet. The only difference was that there were more cicadas.

Suddenly, Yan Ming pushed in the door and came in, aggrieved with a face, and his facial expression was quiet.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Hao asked.

Yan Ming shook her head without speaking. He sat on the edge of the bed and fiddled with the red rope bracelet on his wrist.

The red rope was bought by Yan Ming once in his hometown in Qingjiang County, and it was said that it was helpful to others. He also helped Zhou Hao to find one.

Perhaps the liberal arts students themselves have a delicate mind. Zhou Hao thinks that many strict behaviors are similar to those of Si-chun's little girl. At this moment, he looked at the poor seeing silently, and Zhou Hao was distressed.

"Did he tell you something?"

Yan Ming lifted his head and stared at Zhou Hao for a long time before he said something. "He said, he doesn't like men."

Don't like men. Take a man who is interesting to him to live at home. Who can believe it? For academic research, why didn't I go to the bed?

The words are not rough, of course, these rough words Zhou Hao only think in his heart.

In the relationship, the unrequited love is the most difficult to turn around, unless you hit your head to break the blood flow, you can turn out of a bend.

Zhou Hao's gaze retreated from Yan Ming, and he returned to his screen. He logged out his user name "Mr. Z".

"I want to try again." A sudden sound came from behind.

Zhou Hao's gaze returned to Yan Ming's face again, and the dark eyes showed infinite light, brisk and full of hope.

At this moment, Zhou Hao suddenly felt that he was no longer young, he was old.

Yan Ming's facial youth and youthful light, he should have had it before, no, maybe he never has.

Zhou Hao's eyes became more and more faint, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Yan Ming, I am so jealous of you now ..."

"what?"

Zhou Hao just smiled and didn't say any more. Jealous friends are young and fragrant, but their hearts have fallen, and they can't afford a ripple.

"By the way, I suddenly remembered that a boy came to me and he asked me if you were in Qingjiang?"

"Boy?" Zhou Hao's thoughts were finally extracted from the poor years, and he asked, "What kind of boy?"

"It's pretty. The guy said that something was wrong with you, and he couldn't find you, and asked where is your hometown? I'll tell him."

Zhou Hao suddenly fell into memory. Two months ago, he received messages from Sun Yiwen for several days in a row, asking him where he was, and whether he was in Qingjiang? However, at that time he was depressed and unwilling to contact the outside world. He was closed in the apartment for a long time, not in Qingjiang. Moreover, his cell phone was turned off at the time.

Those messages jumped out after powering on.

"When is it going?"

Yan Ming frowned and thought, "It was about June. He looked scary at the time, and kept saying you had an accident. What happened to you then?"

"Nothing ..." Zhou Hao didn't want to mention it again.

The next day, Zhou Hao went to the hospital to report. Everyone said that he had lost a lot of weight. A few good-natured nurses asked him if something had happened during this time. Zhou Hao shook her head and said no, she just wanted to lose weight.

At night, when Zhou Hao came out of the inpatient department, he saw the familiar figure disappearing for a long time, small and timid.

"Sun Yiwen!" Zhou Hao stepped forward and shouted in front.

Sun Yiwen turned his head back suddenly, smiled stupidly, then ran to Zhou Hao and stood still.

It's been a long time, since the boy heard Zhou Hao go to the emergency room for such a thing in the middle of the night, he has never been here again. He was angry with himself, blocking himself not to like a man for no reason, or a man with a boyfriend.

But in the end, his pain did not alleviate at all, but worsened. Until he heard that many people in the school were spreading the indecent video, his pain disappeared completely, the only thought was: where are you? You still have me.

Sun Yiwen bowed his head and didn't speak, but only occasionally looked at Zhou Hao with his clear eyes. Gradually, the clear eyes turned red.

Zhou Hao found that this was a taciturn boy, and all his words were hidden in his eyes. No wonder his eyes are so big and so beautiful.

"Why didn't you bring me food today?" Zhou Hao asked, just as it had been many months ago.

Sun Yiwen stunned stupidly, it took a long time to react, the expression on his face suddenly became bright, and he stretched his arms into Zhou Hao's arms. However, not only the eyes are red, but also the nose is red.

"They are all bad people, and you and me." Then the boy cried, "Let's ignore them."

It was as if those unfortunate things that happened to Zhou Hao were transferred to himself. He cried so sad that he couldn't even speak in his throat.

Zhou Hao thought he was hard-hearted, but when he saw such a warm boy, his heart collapsed softly.

"Don't cry, it's ugly."

Sun Yiwen immediately stopped crying, raised tearful eyes, grinned, and laughed even more ugly than crying.

Zhou Hao's arms seemed to be stiff and could not move. He slowly exhausted his whole body strength, even using the energy of feeding milk. He wanted to hug the boy in front of him.

In the end, he succeeded. Not only that, but even the old days that were old yesterday have begun spring. In a short time, he was young again.

Zhou Hao was touched by the youth he had recovered.

"Sun Yiwen, should we live with each other?"

Zhou Hao spoke very low, the boy still heard it, he slammed himself into Zhou Hao's arms. Zhou Hao was told with action: OK.

In the heavens and the earth, at this moment, the pair of dependents are left.

This is by no means a rush, nor a lonely pastime. In fact, after many sins in this life, Zhou Hao understands more than anyone. What kind of rareness is this boy's purity? More importantly, the boy will cry for him, and the boy loves him.

What he hoped for from a young age was nothing more than having a loved one to live with him.

Now that it was decided to be together, Zhou Hao moved his luggage out from Yan Ming that night, and Yan Ming asked him why he had to leave immediately. Talk about the subject. with who? Sun Yiwen. Who is Sun Yiwen? you do not know.

Yan Ming couldn't guess the mind of this man, so he was afraid he was acting with anger.

"What kind of man, don't make a fool of yourself."

Zhou Hao picked up his luggage and turned his back to Yan Ming. Dala said, "I'm serious."

"So, why is it so sudden?"

Zhou Hao stopped his movements and turned around. "It's not a sudden, I have known him for a long time. I will introduce you to the official one day."

"Is he rich?"

Zhou Hao smiled and thoughtfully blinked and thought, "I'm still a student, I think I'm very poor, and like you, I'm also a literature writer."

"Then you have to make a lot of money in the future," Yan Ming said in his words. "We can't compare ourselves to you as a great doctor when we do literature."

Said Yan Ming handed a card, "There are five thousand dollars in it, you hold it, when you have money, return me."

Zhou Hao did not refuse, and reached out to take over, "Thank you."

"You're kind to me."

"What about you? Do you have enough money on hand?"

"Don't worry about me. I recently practiced in a newspaper office and got draft fees."

Zhou Hao left with his luggage, and Sun Yiwen was still waiting for him at the intersection. The two met and didn't know where to go. Zhou Hao proposed to move to Sun Yiwen for the time being, but the boy said vaguely that he had been staying at school. Zhou Hao always felt that the boy was hiding something from himself.

Right now, if they want to live together, they must first find a house.

In the street of city A in August, the two stood one by one, and there was a lot of luggage beside them, as if Zhou Hao had picked up an innocent little boy and wanted to take him to Langji Tianya.

Zhou Hao glanced down at Sun Yiwen, feeling a little funny.

"What are you laughing at?" Sun Yiwen noticed.

"Smile, we have nowhere to live on the street." Zhou Hao thought for a moment, "Would you like to go home and spend the night at home? Find another place tomorrow."

"Ok."

In the city of a, which has a lot of land, let alone houses in the urban area, even in the suburbs, if you want to rent a one-bedroom, one-room apartment, you have to start at three thousand.

The two found a hotel chain near them, which took less than ten minutes from check-in to card entry. At this moment, the two lay down on the double bed, and the exhaustion of the body disappeared instantly, with a long-lost peace of mind and comfort.

"Comrade Xiaosun, how much money do you have left?"

"Comrade Xiaosun? Then I will call you Lao Zhou." Unexpectedly, the kid's focus was completely off.

"Ask you about the money."

"There are less than two thousand." Sun Yiwen pitifully recruited.

"Come on, I have 5,000 on me. Let's go to the suburbs tomorrow to see the house."