Qingyang as promised

Chapter 10

What does it feel like to like someone, what does it feel like to like a man?

Nausea, fear, despair, anxiety, overwhelmed, worrying about gains and losses...

I miss him, I want to see him, I want to keep looking at him all the time.Watching him tease the children who gnaw sweet potatoes on the street with candy, watching him frown choked by the smoke while wearing an apron and holding a spatula, watching him play cards and win the uncle next door smiling brightly, and more is watching him Sitting in the rattan chair with a book in his hand, he was covered in sunlight, with a calm demeanor as if he was a handsome young man who traveled thousands of years ago.

Feng Yan didn't know if he was crazy, but he couldn't control the desire to stay with Ye Qingyuan.

Ye Qingyuan bought him a monthly bus pass, just to save him 30 minutes of walking and let him sleep a little longer; Ye Qingyuan made him dumplings, beef noodles, scrambled eggs and fried rice, and bought Xiaolongbao for five yuan a box, in case he would be hungry Stomach studying until late at night; Ye Qingyuan stayed up for three days and nights to sort out all the key points of all the physics exams in the three years of high school for him, just because he failed to score 90 points in a physics exam.

Ye Qingyuan, Ye Qingyuan, Ye Qingyuan...

"Ye Qingyuan! Can you please stop being so nice to me!" Feng Yan yelled at Ye Qingyuan who leaned against the door and handed him the note with a tired face.

"Then take the first place in the second exam next time. Look at the virtue you got in the first exam." Ye Qingyuan yawned and urged: "Hurry up and take it to school, I'm so sleepy." After speaking, he turned and went into the room , went to catch up on sleep.

Number one, number one, number one, number one can be eaten as a fucking meal, what should I do if I don’t see you, what should I do if I miss you.

17-year-old Feng Yan stood in a cramped southern alley, looking up at the blue sky, feeling confused about the future for the first time.

"Hey, Ye Qingyuan, why don't you have a girlfriend." Feng Yan looked at Ye Qingyuan who was sucking on instant noodles, and asked.

"Then I think you look like a dog, and you're also a bachelor." Ye Qingyuan sucked his face and looked at the TV and said unhappily.

"I temporarily put aside love for the sake of my studies. When I go to college, I will, I will..." Feng Yan looked at Ye Qingyuan, feeling guilty and unable to continue.

"You just do what you want, you pay back after the world is turned upside down, you just went to Harvard and MIT, so you can do whatever you want. You said that I guard a dilapidated bookstore, and the three melons and two dates I earn from programming every month, which girl is willing to follow me?" Me." Ye Qingyuan looked calm.

Me, I don't mind, I'll make money to support you.Feng Yan roared inwardly.

"And women are troublesome, you are not allowed to do this, you are not allowed to do that. You said that I am looking for a girlfriend." As he spoke, Ye Qingyuan pointed to the piles of books in the room, and continued: "Your sister-in-law can let these books be placed in the room? Can you make me wake up in the morning and play games upside down at night? Can you pay me every now and then to take you out to restaurants with no conscience? Woman, you are a burden." Ye Qingyuan finished his conclusion and continued to suck noodles.

"What about the man, what do you think of men?" Feng Yan carefully considered his words.

"Pfft..." Ye Qingyuan spat out his noodles and coughed a few times. "What nonsense are you talking about? We live under the red flag and grow up under the red flag. A straight man with a straight root, how can we do such a terrible thing, stop talking nonsense." Ye Qingyuan turned his back and wiped his mouth with a tissue , with thin bangs hanging down to cover her eyes, unable to see her expression clearly.

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There was a moment of silence in the room.In the early spring, the dead trees in the alley sprouted buds, the winter jasmine climbed up the window sills, and the children took off their big cotton jackets to fly kites in the wind with the fragrance of flowers.Cheerful laughter came from a distance, looming.The wooden door closed slowly with a "squeak", and the light gradually disappeared on Ye Qingyuan's peaceful face, changing from a hairband to a filament, and finally returning to darkness and dead silence along with the forbearance in Ye Qingyuan's eyes.

Oh, that's good, isn't it? It's better to be cruel than regretful.Ye Qingyuan laughed silently in the dark.