sunset mountains

Chapter 12

Unlike what Wei Chi was worried about at first, Xiao Yanwei didn't react too aggressively to his words, but after a few minutes after Wei Chi finished speaking, Xiao Yanwei remained silent.

Wei Chi gradually became a little confused, and was wondering if Xiao Yanwei would think he was an idiot if he said it was a joke now, so Xiao Yanwei broke the silence.

"Oh." Xiao Yan didn't say anything.

Wei Chi tilted his head, "Huh?"

Xiao Yanwei nodded expressionlessly, pushed his shoulders and walked out the door, "Can I change my clothes?"

Wei Chi stumbled and was pushed out of the door by him. He didn't understand what Xiao Yanwei's "oh" meant until he was locked outside by a door.

What Wei Chi didn't know was that Xiao Yanwei was not as calm as he appeared to be. As soon as the door of the room was closed, Xiao Yanwei cursed in a low voice.

Wei Chi was too frank, so frank that Xiao Yan didn't think it would be inappropriate if he made any expression other than "calm".

Xiao Yanwei leaned back against the door, the not-so-smooth wooden door was a little prickly, which made his somewhat chaotic mind gradually calm down.

He first analyzed how Wei Chi's liking for men would affect the relationship between the two of them, and then analyzed what kind of relationship they should be, and finally concluded with some helplessness that the relationship between the two was actually not special. To the point of being influenced by Wei Chi's sexual orientation.

Wei Chi was locked out by Xiao Yanwei, but there was no movement in the room. He walked back and forth a few steps, but he still couldn't hold back and asked, "Have you changed it?"

Xiao Yan didn't suddenly come back to his senses, "Right away!"

When Xiao Yan hadn't opened the door, Wei Chi was standing straight outside the threshold, the two of them met their eyes, the inexplicable embarrassment suddenly dissipated, and then inexplicably laughed at the same time.

Xiao Yanwei held the door with his hand, twisted his chin and lifted it towards the puddle of water in the room, "Take care of what you messed with."

Wei Chi stepped over the threshold, passed Xiao Yanwei, bent down and picked up the basin and stood it by the wall, "I'll clean it up."

Because of this episode, Wei wrote the lesson plan after nine o'clock late.

This was the second time Xiao Yanwei saw Wei Chi writing lesson plans. The lights in his dormitory were not as bright as at home, and the shadow of the pen was cast on the paper, which looked like a former teacher studying hard all night.

Xiao Yanwei sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, holding a beer can with one hand and drinking it one after another, and resting his hand on his knees loosely.

Wei Chi's lesson plan should have been written partly during the day, so he didn't write for a long time. Just when Xiao Yan didn't think he had finished his work, Wei Chi took out a stack of blank paper from the drawer and started writing.

Xiao Yan drank the beer in a few sips, crushed the can and threw it into the trash can.

His movement naturally caught Wei Chi's attention. Wei Chi didn't stop writing, and didn't even look back at him, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Yanwei pulled the slippers and swayed behind him, and saw clearly what he was writing by the yellowish desk lamp.

"Are you publishing papers?" Xiao Yanwei asked with great interest.

"Yeah." Wei Chi nodded. He didn't wipe his hair very dry after washing, and as he moved, a drop of water fell on the test paper.

Xiao Yanwei stared at the blurred circle for a while, "Do all papers here have to be handwritten?"

"No," Wei Chi shook his head with a smile, "the school has printers."

"Then what kind of test paper did you come up with?" Xiao Yanwei asked.

"It's for a student." Wei Chi finished writing a page and changed the paper to continue writing. "I've got something to do at home. I haven't come here for a few days."

"Oh," Xiao Yanwei walked back to the bed and sat down, and asked in an erratic voice for a long while, "Aren't you tired of pulling others all the time?"

Wei Chi frowned, and was about to refute, but when he turned around, he saw that confused and empty expression on Xiao Yanwei's face again, and his heart tensed up instantly.

He looked at Xiao Yanwei, and finally asked what he had always wanted to ask, "Xiao Yanwei, can you tell me?"

Xiao Yan didn't blink, his expression returned to normal, pretending he didn't understand, "What are you talking about?"

Wei Chi put down his pen, thought for a while, and then reached out to turn off the desk lamp. The room suddenly became much darker. He walked over and sat next to Xiao Yanwei,

"Tell me about you."

Wei Chi once talked about himself at Xiao Yanwei's request. He originally thought that it would be okay if Xiao Yanwei didn't want to say it, but later found out that the fact is just the opposite.

He really wanted to understand Xiao Yanwei, not the height, weight, and age that could be seen at a glance, but the root of Xiao Yanwei's sad emotions.

"Which aspect?" Xiao Yanwei retracted his legs, lifted the quilt and curled up, his back pressed against the wall.

Wei Chi looked at him for a while, got out of bed, walked to the door and turned off the light, and then got into the quilt, "Anything is fine."

The bed in his dormitory was very narrow, and it was really crowded with two tall and tall men lying on it together.

Half of Wei Chi's body was hanging in the air, his knees were pressed against Xiao Yanwei's, and the temperature was scalding.

The curtains were still not closed tightly, and the moonlight shone in through the gap, Wei Chi could barely see Xiao Yanwei's expression clearly.

Xiao Yan didn't close his eyes, breathing steadily, after a while he stretched his legs and turned around, facing the wall, "Then tell you about my brother."

Wei Chi moved towards the inside of the bed, and his suspended body fell to the ground, and his voice also sank, "Yeah."

"My brother is 11 years younger than me and has a big dog."

When Xiao Chengyang was born, Xiao Yanwei was in school, and his mother was always in good health. After giving birth to his younger brother, he went home without being hospitalized, so as soon as Xiao Yanwei finished school, he heard the cry of an extra child at home.

At that time, he was so dazed looking forward to his younger sister, when he saw that his mother had given birth to a younger brother, he didn't even want to talk to him, turned his head and left.

Fortunately, blood is always thicker than water. Even though Xiao Yanwei wanted a younger sister, Xiao Chengyang was his own younger brother after all, and the elder brother always loved him.

Rhubarb was picked up by Xiao Chengyang when he was 6 years old.

At that time, Xiao Yanwei was 17 years old. He had just entered the first year of high school and received a call from Xiao Chengyang right after class.

Xiao Chengyang still couldn't speak well, and called him cheerfully on the phone, "Brother! There's a big deal!"

Xiao Yanwei was putting the books in his schoolbag, and he laughed when he heard that he was so happy, "What's the big deal?"

Although he asked this question, he also subconsciously thought that the little kid's big event was not that big of a deal.

"I picked up a puppy!" Xiao Chengyang yelled out, like exploding a firecracker in Xiao Yanwei's ear, which made his head buzz.

Xiao Yan didn't take the phone away, and waited for two seconds, "Where did you pick it up?"

"I was very sleepy this morning. I couldn't get up. My mother asked me to leave school. I slept at home for a while, and then..."

"Get to the point." Xiao Yan didn't interrupt him.

"Oh, listen to me," Xiao Chengyang was dissatisfied with his brother interrupting him, "This is the whole thing for me."

Xiao Yanwei's parents are not particularly good at talking, but the Xiao brothers don't know what's going on, and they chatter each other.

Before Xiao Yan looked at him, he couldn't get to the point, so he continued to hold his mobile phone in one hand and pack his schoolbag in the other.

When he went downstairs with his schoolbag on his back, Xiao Chengyang finally said, "...he was in the box at the entrance of the supermarket when I passed by."

"Well," Xiao Yanwei replied, "Then I let you pick it up."

"You didn't listen to me again!" Xiao Chengyang was very upset, and accused him loudly, "Didn't I say Mom found out!"

Xiao Yan didn't make a mistake, um, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh? "Where are you now? At home?"

"At home!" Xiao Chengyang became excited again, "I just finished taking a shower! I'm so excited!"

After he finished speaking, he felt that Xiao Yan didn't have to come back to take a look, so he hummed and started acting coquettishly, "Brother, don't go to the evening self-study today."

Xiao Yanwei lived in high school and hadn't been home for more than a week. He just wanted to go back and have a look, so he agreed, "I'll be back in a while."

The school is not far from home, and the subway can take only [-] minutes. Before Xiao Yan arrived home, Xiao Chengyang was playing with a tiger-headed little yellow dog downstairs.

He didn't know where he found a long rope and tied a small plastic jar, and ran around the house with a long rope, but he didn't even see Xiao Yan before he came back.

Xiao Yanwei threw his schoolbag on the sofa, squatted on the ground and called him, "Xiao Chengyang!"

Xiao Chengyang's face was flushed from running, seeing Xiao Yanwei came back, he threw down the rope and crashed into Xiao Yanwei's arms like a firecracker, "Brother, I miss you so much."

Xiao Yan stood up without hugging him, and was about to walk into the house when his calf was rubbed by something furry.

The little yellow dog is not afraid of people, its tail wags happily, and turns around Xiao Yan's future.

"Did you name it?" Xiao Yanwei raised his toe and tapped the little yellow dog lightly. The little dog immediately turned its belly and lay on the ground.

"Get up," Xiao Chengyang hugged Xiao Yanwei's neck and announced loudly, "It's Dahuang!"

Rhubarb is delicious and delicious, and it took more than half a year at home to really match the name. The tiger-like puppy has become more and more majestic, but it is still very clingy. Xiao Chengyang takes him with him when he comes in and out.

"What about now?" Wei Chi asked, "Is Rhubarb still so clingy?"

The moon should have been blocked by clouds, and the room became dark, making it seem that Xiao Yanwei's nearly half-minute silence was very long.

"I don't know either," Xiao Yanwei said in a hoarse voice for a long while, "After my younger brother passed away, he was raised by my friend."

"...Sorry." Wei Chi said in a low voice. He hesitated for a few seconds, then moved a little towards Xiao Yanwei, touched Xiao Yanwei's back with his arm, and quickly moved back

There was only one quilt in Wei Chi's dormitory, but fortunately it was big enough for the two of them to cover together without feeling too small, but the quilt was too big, making the whole bed even more crowded, but at the moment, no one had any ideas about how to be charming.

Xiao Yanwei was still lying motionless facing the wall, without saying a word, as if he had no ups and downs in his emotions, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

The two didn't talk any more, Wei Chi gradually became drowsy, half asleep and half awake, he heard Xiao Yanwei seem to say something.

It wasn't until the moment before he fell asleep that Wei Chi realized that it was Xiao Yanwei's cry.

That extremely suppressed cry, in the middle of the winter night, was like a cold wind unscrupulously pouring in through the crack of the window, making a bloody gash in Wei Chi's heart.

Wei Chi thought, Xiao Yanwei, he couldn't help feeling sorry for him.