His fingertips were numb for a while, and Song Jiaci suddenly pulled out his finger and stuttered: "Why are you biting me?"

Lin Yan swallowed the sweet cake in his mouth, and then slowly opened his mouth: "Punishment."

"Ah?" Song Jiaci was at a loss.

Lin Yan's eyes fell on his thigh, suppressed his heartbeat, and jokingly reminded: "I want you to have a better memory, don't sit on human legs."

Song Jiaci suddenly bounced, and hurriedly ducked to the side: "I, me, me, me..."

"What am I?" Lin Yan looked at him with a smile, his hand on his waist didn't loosen.

No matter how hearty Song Jia was, he knew that this kind of behavior was really appropriate, so he took on the next sentence with difficulty: "I just want to feed you cake, it was intentional."

Lin Yan snorted, pulled a piece of paper and handed it over: "Wipe your face, it's dirty like a wild cat."

Seeing that people often wiped their faces, he reluctantly pushed his hand away and wiped the tip of his nose gently: "Can you be gentle with yourself?"

Song Jiaci turned his face away, bowed his head in embarrassment, and murmured: "Eggs, cakes, you, you eat by yourself, I'll feed them."

Lin Yan kneaded the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash can, feeling that he had come up with such a deliberate attempt to avoid suspicion. He took a cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

Obviously they are all brought out of the same batch of baking pans, what is the difference?

Lin Yan sipped the cream from the corner of his mouth, and thought of that hooking finger for no reason, and stroked the tip of his tongue very lightly, with a hint of provocation.

He felt a little annoyed for some reason, and said lightly: "Give them the cake, it's too sweet, I'll eat it."

Song Jiaci understood why he had suddenly become so indifferent after a second.

‌I said just now that would eat, but now look at it with disgust and it means something else.

He saw that he understood, but he felt Lin Yan's inexplicable emotional change, and felt inexplicable.

Song Jiaci snorted lightly, and also had a temper: "If you eat, just eat, it's annoying."

He put the small cakes whole on a plate, took them out, and distributed one to each person in the lobby who was surfing the Internet, saying it was a gift from an Internet cafe.

Lin Yan leaned on the edge of the corridor, and saw that he had eight teeth showing when he was smiling, making him even more annoyed.

No matter how he smiles at everyone, it seems that other brothers always praise him for being cute.

After Song Jiaci finished dividing the cake, Lin Yan grabbed his wrist and said lightly, "‌‌Don't come to the Internet cafe."

"Why?" Song Jiaci explained.

Lin Yan picked a reason: "You are a student, you should be here every day."

Song Jia seemed to understand but did not understand the words, and was stunned for a few seconds before nodding lightly, with a slightly hurt expression: "I know."

For a few days, Lin Yan was deliberately avoiding people. He was upset and felt that he needed to be quiet.

I escaped several times during morning exercises, and even had something to do during dinner, which was staggered from Song Jiaci.

Gu Anjiu asked curiously, "Why have you been with the little monkey these days?"

"Why do I have to be with him every day?" Lin Yan asked back.

"This... but it doesn't mean anything else, it's just that he sticks to you every day." Gu Anjiu had a tone of voice he knew very well, "After all, you're so straight... it's definitely going to happen."

Lin Yan nodded, ‌‌ agreeing to his heart, "I am indeed."

Maybe the sudden shock that day was just a convulsion. Song Jiaci looks so good, it's normal for his heartbeat to be disturbed for a while.

After he figured this out, he sighed slightly: "What about others?"

"‌Knowing, I just went downstairs, and it looks like someone is looking for him." Gu Anjiu responded.

Lin Yan put his hands in his pockets, went down from the fourth floor, and when he reached the door of the dormitory, he saw Song Jiaci talking to a girl from a distance.

Lin Yan pursed his lips with some joy, and looked at the person with a cold expression.

About five minutes later, Song Jiaci shook his head, pulled the zipper on his school uniform and turned back.

When he looked up and saw the person standing at the door, he was stunned for a moment: "You..."

"Who is she?" Lin Yan asked directly.

Song Jia's words stemmed from his neck and whispered, "Why, why did you tell you, are you ignoring me?"

Lin Yan twitched the corners of his mouth: "I didn't care about you."

"You have. You deliberately hide or hide from me, don't know for me or me." Song Jiaci rolled his eyes at him, "Get out of the way."

He looks cute and has a good temper.

Lin Yan grabbed his wrist and said in a lower voice, "Don't make trouble."

"I didn't make trouble, it was you who took care of me first." Song Jiaci stared at the classmates coming and going next to him, and took a step to the side, "Don't, don't block others from walking."

Lin Yanla moved to the small garden at the back of the dormitory, his eyes were right, and he instantly knew what to say.

Facing those innocent and squishy eyes, the mental construction that had just been done was completely messed up and became a mess.

Song Jiaci curled her lips and explained, "She, she said that I was cute and wanted to recognize me as a younger brother."

"Is this a confession of change?" Lin Yan sneered.

"Why, why is it a confession? Did you also say that you would treat me as a younger brother?" Song Jiaci retorted.

Lin Yan was choked for a moment, and wanted to say it was the same, but suddenly said that it was out.

Lin Yan asked, "You promised her?"

"Anyway, I don't have or have any friends. You take care of me again, and many sisters are also very kind." Song Jiaci replied in a piqued tone.

"‌‌." Lin Yan stepped out.

"Why do you care about me, and you care about me again, I've been eating alone these days..."

Song Jiaci said more and more anxiously, her eyes flushed, "I, I know why, if you want, if you want to be my friend, just say, I, I am It's really a shame, sticky, sticky, you can let it go."

"Ci Ci." Lin Yan panicked a little, raised his hand and wiped the end of his eyes, "I didn't think so."

Song Jiaci stared at him: "That's why, the Internet and Internet cafes also let me go, and they also hide from me when I eat, and when I get out of class, I just grab my schoolbag and leave, I, where do I do it? Right, made you angry?"

Lin Yan hesitated, but he could always say that because he was fed a cake, he began to doubt his own sexuality, which was really absurd.

He pursed his lips, and his eyes fell on the boy of a few years old. The skeleton was very small, the wide clothes were hung on the thin shoulders, and the oversized collar showed a long and slender neck. The small piece of porcelain-white skin is bright, and it looks fragile and fragile.

Those beautiful eyes stared at him wetly, as if they were earnestly waiting for an answer.

"You don't have much to do, yes, it's my problem." Lin Yan bent his fingers slightly in his pocket, and said lightly, "Yes, yes, yes, I will take care of it. you."

Song Jiaci repeatedly confirmed: "Really?"

"Well, really, I promise." Lin Yan nodded.

Song Jiaci wrinkled his nose, raised his eyes to look at people, his eyes were very complicated, he seemed a little relieved, and a little sad.

He finally couldn't hold back, raised his arms and hugged the tall boy, burying his hairy head in his neck: "I-I didn't promise her, Master Wang and Brother Ninth, they are very, very good, but The only friends I have identified are, you are the only one, these few days, I really have, I am a little sad, and you want me for you."

Lin Yan pulled out his hand from his trouser pocket, landed it on his back, and patted it lightly.

Too thin, he thought, and he needs to be supervised to eat more and gain weight.

Song Jiaci hooked his neck, and his voice was aggrieved: "Lin Yan, you want to leave me."

Lin Yan's heart seemed to be poked, and it was sour.

He heard Song Jiaci say that his father was a heavy drinker. Once he drank too much and went crazy. In the middle of the night, he dragged him out aimlessly, and finally threw it under the bridge and left by himself.

Song Jiaci was only five years old at that time, and when he was found, he was so frightened that he hid in the bridge hole, and was so frightened that he could speak.

The problem of stuttering when speaking is the one that fell.

The abandoned puppy is afraid of being abandoned a second time.

Lin Yan tightened his arms, wrapped his arms around the person, hugged him firmly, and comforted softly: "‌."

The boy who was holding him trembled violently, his back was as thin as a cicada's wings, and it was distressingly thin.

Lin Yan lightly pinched his neck to soothe him, thinking that this was the limit of friendship. He and Chi Wang Gu Anjiu had known each other for so many years. Such pity.

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I want to protect him, want to protect him all the time.

" Xu Fan, go back and regret." Song Jiaci hummed with a nasal voice, and hugged the person even tighter, for fear that people would see him, "I like that name you just called me."

Lin Yan came back to his senses, and only then did he want to come here to refrain from calling "cici". He felt soft hair rubbing against his neck and his heart collapsed.

The people resumed their old relationship, and they were like brothers, and everyone came in.

Song Jiaci sometimes smirked and acted like a spoiled child: "Lin Yan, if you were my brother, you'd be fine. I'm sure the heavens and the heavens are very happy."

At this time, Lin Yan wanted to answer too much, so he just glanced at him lightly, then smiled and pinched his neck.

He knew that some emotions were quietly changing, and he wanted to admit it too much, but he controlled it.

It's just that Song Jiaci is too simple, it seems that he really just treats himself as a brother.

He is becoming more and more careful about Song Jiaci. He will supervise him to eat on time every day, help him practice pronunciation, take him out to play on weekends, and learn to cook his favorite small cakes.

Lin Yan sometimes felt that he was laughing, and he knew where he was going wrong, so it suddenly became like this.

When he was a sophomore in high school, Chi Wang fell in love with the new transfer student, and pursued a means to become hot.

When he watched Chi Wang chase someone, he would also think about what it would be like if he was one step closer to Song Jiaci.

It's hard to imagine the child's reaction, probably looking at him with a naive expression on his face.

On Christmas Eve, Lin Yan went to the rooftop ahead of schedule. Unexpectedly, Song Jiaci arrived earlier than him, and was there diligently cleaning the table.

He handed a small box from his pocket: "A present for you."

"What?" Song Jiaci raised his dirty hands, a little troubled, "I can't take it apart."

Lin Yan tore open the wrapping paper, took out a metal pendant and put it on his neck: "The remote pager, press it, and my phone will receive the location."

"You, you really treat me like a puppy. I see people, and they also have this hanging around their puppy's neck." Song Jiaci said with a smile.

Lin Yan was happy, and fiddled with the pendant: "You just say you want it, anyway, if you press this, I will appear."

"Yes." Song Jiaci replied decisively.

Lin Yan said lazily, "Do I have a present?"

"Yes, in my trouser pocket, you can take it yourself." Song Jiaci turned to the side, revealing the pocket on one side.

Lin Yan reached out to touch it, and his fingertips touched the skin, causing people to stop laughing. He took it out and looked at it. It was a necklace of guitar picks. It looked like it had been made by hand, with a relief of a cartoon head of a person engraved on it.

"You did it?"

"Well, my hands are broken."

Song Jiaci showed him the bright red fingers: "It's harder than I thought."

"It's hard work, I like it very much." Lin Yan hung the pick around his neck, and the metallic luster shimmered in the sunlight, "The two of us have a tacit understanding, and we both gave necklaces."

Song Jiaci saw the figure of the little fat man coming over in the building, and said in a low voice, " ,  , tell them that there are gifts."

"I know." Lin Yan smiled and rubbed his head, watching the crowd gradually gather, and crouched beside him to make a fire.

‌Knowing what was going on, he felt a sudden throbbing in his heart and a momentary blank in his mind.

At that moment, there was a violent grief in heart, as if had lost something important and was empty.

There was still everyone laughing and laughing around, everything was business as usual, he raised his eyes to look at Song Jiaci, and was wiping his hands with the wet towel that Su Lian handed over.

Lin Yan exhaled lightly, retracted his gaze, and threw a small piece of charcoal inside.

Chi Wang turned his head to look at him: "What's the matter, are you comfortable? Su Lian just now, all of you are looking so bad today."

"‌Know, I probably haven't rested yet." Lin Yan shook his head and twitched the corners of his lips, "It always feels like something is going to happen."

Chi Wang frowned and explained: "You guys colluded collectively today? Su Lian said the same thing."

Lin Yan was at a loss: "What did he say?"

"He also said that he had a hunch..." Chi Yan paused, "It should be fine."

"What can I do on Christmas Eve, roast your skewers." Lin Yan's three words brought this topic to the past.

When they were having dinner, everyone laughed and made a fuss, but he was a little dazed, and he drank too much for no reason.

It was only in the early hours of the morning that nothing seemed to happen, and the tight strings in my heart loosened a little.

After the party, he and Song Jiaci got into a car and told the driver to take the children home first.

Song Jiaci also held the round apple given by Su Lian and praised: "It's really round."

"Well, I'll buy you a more round one tomorrow." Lin Yan tilted his head slightly against the seat, feeling a bit of a headache.

Song Jiaci raised his hand and pressed his temple, and said softly, "Yes, yes, is it dizzy? Drink, drink too much."

"A little." Lin Yan's voice was a little hoarse, and he closed his eyes to rest.

"Then, then don't rub it, I'll help you press it." Song Jia's words became lighter and lighter, and he slowly kneaded in circles.

Lin Yan closed his eyes, and noticed that the distance between the people was very close, and he could even feel the other person's breath swept up.

He raised his hand and grabbed Song Jiaci's, holding it in his palm, the temperature was boiling hot.

Song Jiaci was stunned for a moment: "Can you press it?"

"No, it's very rude." Lin Yan rubbed the back of his hand quickly, feeling a little heavy, "Ci Zi, don't be so rude to me."

"You, why do you say something like this again, I'll be angry." Song Jiaci was a little more pleased.

Lin Yan rolled his Adam's apple, swallowed the words of the confession, and chose a conservative statement: "I mean...too bad for me, I would be sad if we were separated."

Song Jiaci didn't quite understand: "Why, why did you separate?"

"We are still in high school, and we will always be separated. Do you want to go to Peking University? I will take the exam again." Lin Yan sneered, "We are destined to have a bright future. "

Song Jiaci was silent.

It took me a long time to mumble, "At least, it's in a city."

Lin Yanxin said that it is as simple as being in one place. He and Song Jiaci may always have the clear relationship they have now.

But once those thoughts are expressed, they dare to try for fear of breaking the delicate balance between people.

He got rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, and he said, "Yes."

He opened his eyes and saw that the car was parked downstairs at Song Jia Ci's home. He released his clenched hands: "Go home, happy Christmas Eve."

"Well, you are also happy Christmas Eve." Song Jiaci looked back and glanced at ease, "You, can you go back on your own?"

Lin Yan smiled and nodded, then raised his hand to signal him to hurry back.

Seeing that the thin figure disappeared from sight, after watching for a long time, he told the driver to go back.

When he got home, he took a quick shower, lay down on the bed in a drowsy state, full of confusion, and fell asleep after a while.

In a daze, he heard a loud explosion, followed by Song Jiaci's bloody face and blood that stopped all over his body.

Next to him, Gu Anjiu squatted and said at a loss, "The little monkey looks serious, it's full of blood, what should I do?"

Lin Yan's heart tightened, and a familiar feeling of suffocation flooded his body. He felt as if his throat was being pinched, and he spoke.

He hugged Song Jiaci carefully, his beautiful face was completely covered with blood, and even his clothes were soaked wet. He raised his eyes and looked at the blown up transformer, and for a moment, he could tell whether it was a reality or a dream.

With a trembling voice, he asked the people around him, full of hopelessness: "The words will be all right, right?"

Su Lian was speechless, didn't speak, just motioned him to lay the person flat on the ground.

The surroundings were full of noise, the sound of Chi Wang dialing ‌120, Gu Anjiu's panicked muttering, and the terrified calls of passersby.

Lin Yan felt dizzy for a while, and he repeatedly reminded himself that this was a dream, but he still woke up.

The ambulance came quickly and carried away Song Jiaci, who was seriously injured. The white sheets were dyed scarlet, shocking.

Lin Yan went to the hospital with the main force in a trance and stood at the door of the operating room, waiting all night.

The bright red operating light was always on, and every minute passed, the sense of security in my heart expanded even more.

When he came out again, Song Jiaci was covered with bandages all over his body, revealing only a pair of tightly closed eyes.

The clips in front of you are like watching flowers on a horse, the child is lying quietly in the hospital, he is standing by the side, many classmates come to visit, and Song Jiaci's parents Appears to be transferred.

The most important thing is that Song Jiaci shoved a letter to him, and then decided to leave.

There is only one sentence in the letter: being with you is my happiest time, but Lin Yan, forget me. I'm looking at it, I look at it, it's ugly, don't meet again.

Lin Yan saw his expression, that beautiful face was wearing a large hood, which covered himself tightly.

He just saw that Song Jiaci was crying, his eyes were wet, and the tears fell one by one, leaving a large trace of wetness on the hood.

Lin Yan wanted to open the door to keep it, but found that the voice of Fa was taking over. One second before the door was closed, he yelled, "Song Jiaci, don't go."

The man didn't look back, but just bent down and got into the taxi seat, and the car quickly disappeared from his sight, never to be seen again.

Lin Yan dialed his number frantically, from the busy tone at the beginning to an empty number.

I went to the downstairs of his house countless times, but was told by the neighbors that he had moved, and he knew where he was going.

He often looked at his cell phone habitually, hoping that the remote pager he sent out would ring for a while, but it didn't.

Song Jiaci seemed to have suddenly evaporated from the world, or had never appeared around again.

The little tail that Tian Tian had met with himself, there was a sea of ​​people, and Lin Yan couldn't find him again.

After graduating from high school, he and a brother went to the capital together. During the period of starting a business, he went to Peking University from time to time to hear if there was a person named Song Jiaci. When he saw someone, he asked, like It is insane.

It's just that the world is so big, it's really hard to find someone.

He tattooed his arm with three bold letters: sjc.

However, took a photo and sent it over, saying: Look at the words, your initials, really look at

He still sends messages to Song Jiaci's WeChat from time to time, all of which are his own words.

The most frequently said sentence is: I lied to you, I have no face control at all, I just like you, I like you no matter what.

He didn't know whether the other party had received it or not, and if he received it, how could he be so cruel and reply word by word.

Lin Yan felt that his heart was sore. He counted the time, but he felt that it had been a long, long time since Song Jiaci's departure.

In a dream for seven years, it seems like a difficult life has ended.

But he still remembered the way he looked when they first met. The little boy showed a whole row of white teeth and asked shyly, "Can you also protect and protect me?"

Lin Yan suddenly opened his eyes, his mind went blank, and his heart was beating wildly.

Is it a dream? But the feeling of heartache and helplessness was too real, and it made people gasp for breath.

He rolled over from the bed, put on the coat at the head of the bed, and ran out.

Until the car stopped downstairs at Song Jia Ci's house, he stood in the dark and stared at the direction of the third floor, a little discouraged.

The images in his mind flashed incessantly, and the disappointment of finding someone again and again made him feel the fear in his heart for the first time.

He took out the mobile phone in his trouser pocket and looked at the time displayed: December 25, 2018, four in the morning.

It must be a dream, Lin Yan was shivered by the wind, and he sent a message to Song Jiaci with certainty: Are you asleep?

After a minute, the other side came back with a message: fell asleep and woke up again. Did you drink too much and have a headache?

Before he had time to type, Song Jiaci had already dialed the phone, and his voice was a little confused: "You, are you comfortable?"

"Did I wake you up?" Lin Yan's voice was so hoarse, he always felt that it was too real.

"Well, are you at home? I heard a lot of wind, the sound of wind." Song Jiaci's hearing was sharp, and his consciousness became clear, "It's four or four o'clock, where are you?"

Lin Yan struggled to open: "It's downstairs in your house."

"Ah, wait, wait for me for a minute, don't hang up."

There was a rustling sound on the opposite side, Lin Yan grasped the phone, feeling that his fingertips were still shaking.

He clearly knew that it was probably a dream, but those pictures were too real, so real that he felt that he had really lost Song Jiaci completely.

He thought that he was probably really crazy and just wanted to see him and make sure he was okay.

The iron door of the unit door was opened, and Song Jiaci's messy hair and slippers appeared in the field of vision.

A voice came from a distance that overlapped the receiver: "I-I'm here now."

Lin Yan's eyes instantly turned red, and he walked over quickly and hugged the person in his arms, so hard that he almost rubbed the person into his body.

Feeling the shallow breathing and warm body, he buried himself in Song Jiaci's neck, suddenly relieved, and his heart fell back to the ground.

"What, what's the matter?" Song Jiaci patted his back, "Just left, when I left, it was still there."

"Had a nightmare." Lin Yan's voice was hoarse, as if he had stuttered, and he said intermittently, "Dream...Dream of you...See you."

Song Jia's speech was in the middle of the day, and he smiled and comforted: "Dreams are all fake and fake, so take them seriously."

It's fake, but it feels painfully real, like those things really happened, and they can't be undone.

"Ci Ci." Lin Yan took off his jacket and wrapped the person in the thin pajamas tightly, as if he had lost it and found it again, "I beg you this time."

He whispered, "Whatever happens, leave me."

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