Chi Guang

Chapter 38 Ah Yue, I'm Not Afraid of Mistakes

Xu Chichuan was stunned.

The mid-term exam returned to reality from heaven, and when I got on the car, I felt wronged and huddled in the back seat, my dimples were dumbfounded, and melancholy radiated from every strand of hair.Han Yu looked amused: "Xiaochuan? Xu Chichuan?"

"what?"

"Just a midterm exam, why are you nervous?"

Black-browed grasshopper knots twisted into small knots: "This time the Nine Districts unified examination, the class teacher said that the top three percent of the grade can directly take the No. [-] Middle School admission test. My mother has been talking about it for a long time."

"That's great," Ye Jing said enthusiastically, "Maybe we can still be assigned to the same class in high school."

"……don't want."

"Little handsome guy," Tan Qiyue looked at the young man with his eyes closed in the rearview mirror, "Where are you going?"

"He's with me," Xu Chichuan snatched the words, "Thank you Brother Yue."

"No," Mu Shihai opened his eyes, "Ye Jing and I will go."

Xu Chichuan was a little disappointed: "Aren't you going home with me? My dad is back, and I'll fry fish-flavored shredded pork for you tonight."

Mu Shihai shook his head: "Next time."

At the gate of Lanwan Community, Tan Qiyue parked the car on the side of the road and waited. Xu Chichuan got out of the car and took a few steps forward, then hurried back, knocking on the glass.Mu Shihai rolled down the car window, and a big smiling face appeared in front of his eyes, and the rays of light shone on his clear face, making him dazed.

"Come to my house after the exam and cook for you, okay?"

"……Um."

"Xiaochuan," Han Yu also got out of the car: "Let's go."

"Just a few steps, no need to send it off," Xu Chichuan waved at him, "I can do it by myself."

"Let's go, see you off."

The afterglow of the setting sun dyes the clouds on the sky red, and the orange-red sunset is soft and soft. The evening wind blows over the somewhat similar faces of the two brothers, one rational and restrained, the other warm as a bath.

"The school organized a winter camp, and we will go there during the winter vacation," Han Yu said, "We can only see each other during the Chinese New Year."

"Wow, astrophysics," Xu Chichuan said with admiration, "Brother, you are really amazing."

"Then don't go to Nanjing University," Han Yu teased him: "Come to Qingda University and be my student."

"No," said the kid who insisted on hanging in archeology, not accepting any temptation: "I love archeology."

"Listen to your uncle and mother at home, and call brother if you have something to do."

"I know, thank you brother."

"Mu Shihai..." The solemn, resolute and restrained man had a rare hesitation when he pronounced this name: "Do you like to play with him?"

"I like it." The cheerful joy radiated from the inside out: "He's doing well."

The drafts that had been typed all the way in his stomach were all discarded and discarded. Like a child who spoiled a child who acted coquettishly and wanted to eat candied haws, Han Yu reached out and patted his head: "Go upstairs."

After sending Ye Jing and Mu Shihai home, Tan Qiyue pulled the lover who had been silent all the way, and rubbed the jade-like knuckles with his right hand that had been holding a gun all year round: "Ah Yu, don't think too much."

The sound of the wind sounded particularly annoying, Han Yu withdrew his hand and shook the window: "That boy..."

"Handsome, with a smart face, deep thoughts, moody, he is a ruthless kid," taking his wife's words lightly: "But he is very good to your brother."

"Perhaps the two of you just get along with each other simply." The man before the red light leaned over and kissed his forehead: "You are overthinking."

"No." Just thinking about the appearance of picking up vegetables and serving soup at noon makes people frown: "He and Lu Miao have been playing together since they were young, and it's not like this."

The off-road vehicle was parked outside the apartment, and a few bugs were buzzing towards the bright street lights above his head. Tan Qiyue turned Han Yu's face to face him. This face made him fall completely at the first sight, and he couldn't let go no matter what. .

"Are you worried," the micro-expression was captured by the man one by one: "Are you worried that he will be affected, or that he is like you."

The straightforward statement is not a question, and the burning and determined gaze makes people unable to avoid it. Han Yu's heart sinks to the bottom, but he is no longer irritable. The gold wire frame is so sharp that he cut his hands: "Yes, I am worried."

"Xiao Chuan is different from me, he..."

"What's the difference?" Tan Qiyue interrupted him, his eyes as black as obsidian gave off a sense of oppression: "My brother can like men, but my brother can't?"

"That's not what it means," Han Yu was a little tired, and logic always failed to convey his meaning in front of language: "He is still young, I don't want him to go astray, and..."

"Go, side, way?"

The voice seemed to be hissing from the depths of the chest, and the solemn and resolute silhouette looked a little sad in the night with anger: "Is that what you think?"

"Whether we think so or not, we have to admit," the watery eyes were colder than the moonlight tonight: "According to the universal saying, this is not only a wrong way, but also a wrong way."

The stubborn eyes were the same, no one was willing to bow his head first, Han Yu stretched out his hand and hugged the man full of arms, the familiar hormonal breath came over his face, Tan Qiyue gradually let go of his anger and grievance, and reached out to hug his lover back.

"Ayue,"

He heard Han Yu calling his name tenderly, the voice was like the sound of heaven, soothing the restless heart of a ferocious beast.

"I'm not afraid of being wrong,"

"Things are not tolerated, I just want to make a mistake to the end."