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The story of Xu Qichen also spread to Peiya. Compared with the quiet and frugal at the center of the storm, Peiya’s students were not calm, and the gossip did not discriminate between the audience. The rumors are very exaggerated, and there have been various strange versions, one more curious and dog-blooded.

Rumors are unscrupulously tampering with Xu Qichen's character and personality. As a communicator, they have never seen him, but they seem to know him best. "I heard", "It is said", "At a glance this looks", "It has been spread all over"... In these illogical and illusory words, the parties have become completely different.

On the second day after the training camp, Song Yu returned to school. In the cafeteria, the boys at the same table chatted about this topic.

"That quiet and thrifty guy, have you heard that a boy has a leg with a male teacher." The other party relied on the same sexual orientation as most people, and his words showed a sense of superiority. "It's disgusting, men actually like men. Fortunately Not in our school, otherwise I would not dare to come to school." The few remaining people laughed when they heard this.

Qin Yan picked up the chopsticks dish, and threw it back on the plate, and said, "Come on. Girls who like men are all over the street. You don't just like men when you see them, right? Change to men who like men of the same sex. same."

The other party was stabbed by this sentence, and his face couldn't hold back, "What's the matter, it's not interesting to say that you like men? Is it possible that you also like men."

Qin Yan put down his chopsticks, "Seriously, I like the black, long and straight beautiful sister, but when I want to bend suddenly, I can't look down on the people of the Qing Dynasty."

As soon as the voice fell, Song Yu, who had been low in pressure, got up with the dinner plate that he hadn't eaten a few bites, and walked away with his face. Qin Yan saw this and followed him with his plate.

On the fourth day after returning from the training camp, he finally received a WeChat reply from Xia Zhixu.

[Xia Zhixu: I'm fine. ]

Song Yu didn't think so. The people around him were very noisy. He edited a sentence while he was at the same table taking advantage of the break.

[Song Yu: If you want to play with you, you can find me on weekends. ]

He usually finds it difficult to care about others, but for Xia Zhixu, Song Yu can't stand on the sidelines completely, perhaps because he just witnessed it, or perhaps he really regarded Xia Zhixu as his mirror.

The mirror was broken, and his reflection in it was broken.

The sky was gray, and it was raining. It was a drizzle that was not common in this city, and it sprinkled like needles. Song Yu looked out the window and walked away. When he came back from the training camp that day, the scene at the gate of Peiya School resurfaced again.

It is difficult for him to describe how he felt when he was hugged by Lezhi after witnessing a **** failure.

It must be described, probably drinking poison to quench thirst.

Lezhishi didn't ask anything that day, just to appease, say go home, shall we watch the documentary together?

As if he was a child, Lezhishi was actually a very mature adult.

They walked home from school along the street for the first time. The road was very long. They were close to him when they were Lezhi. They talked a lot about happy things at school, and said that Aunt Rong’s friend’s side shepherd gave birth to cubs. He went to see it, it was so cute.

In trying to convey warmth to Song Yu, Lezhishi will never get tired.

But Song Yu did not give much response.

When he saw that post for the first time, Song Yu had the idea of ​​shrinking. He thought, forget it, this is too dangerous, even God is trying to warn him. But when he really faced Lezhishi, he couldn't make such a resolute retreat.

Sure enough, he was not mature at all.

In the end, Song Yu didn't give the hand-made picture album to Lezhi, but kept it in his schoolbag. Sometimes he would see it with the tutor's assistant, but he pretended not to. Later, he stuffed it into a drawer and pressed it under many books.

After class, he lay on the table and closed his eyes to rest, and the phone vibrated.

[Xia Zhixu: Can't delay your review, let's call it after the exam. ]

Before there was time to reply, a new one appeared in the dialog box.

[Xia Zhixu: I just had a hard time seeing him, but he doesn't seem to want to see me. He said he was not gay, and he didn't want to be friends with me anymore. ]

[Xia Zhixu: You said let me try it, it seems that there is no chance. ]

On the night of the power outage, the poor pigeon metaphor, and Xia Zhixu's conservative imagination, all of this seemed to be a sign. Song Yu thought, before this happened, if Xia Zhixu flinched again, he could push his shoulder and tell him, "I don't think so."

But now, he can't say that sentence.

A more likely example of success ended **** in front of Song Yu. He thought he was mature enough that he could even give another person who was similar to him a shot in the heart, trying to catalyze the desired result. Do you want to say that he is so great that he wants to fulfill other people's love? Not really.

Song Yu knew that he was just looking for a successful case close at hand so that he could be inspired.

After all, it's still too young.

Never guess what will happen tomorrow.

Le Zhishi occasionally thinks of Song Yu's way back from the training camp.

His fatigue did not seem to last long. After returning home, Song Yu didn't want to watch the documentary with him. Instead, he shut himself in the room and came out again to become the calm Song Yu before.

Although his words, words and deeds are not much different from those before going to the training camp, Ke Le Zhishi always feels faintly that Song Yu has changed a little. He said fewer words than before, and he refused to express it even more.

After the monthly vacation went to school, Lezhishi also heard rumors about Xu Qichen. Everyone who tried to maliciously evaluate Xu Qichen in front of him, Lezhishi directly expressed his opposition face to face.

In his heart, he firmly believed that Xu Qichen was not the kind of person they were talking about, but these things left a shadow in Lezhishi's heart.

It turns out that there are also boys who like boys.

Since childhood, their education is that opposite **** attracts each other, and there are few other possibilities. From the beginning, the same presupposition was established for them, and the germination and awakening of consciousness can only start from doubt.

Le Zhishi couldn't help but think back to the rainy day when she first met them, and think of the subtle connection between Xu Qichen and Xia Zhixu. It feels as if he has discovered something, but it is not clear enough.

He was about to fall asleep, turned over and turned on the phone, looking for answers in the search engine.

In the morning, Lezhi Shi almost slept, and only awakened when he heard Lin Rong knock on the door. The phone at hand was dead and turned off. He washed down quickly, and saw Song Yu standing in the living room taking off his school uniform shirt, with the lean muscles of his back covering the bones, pulling along with his movements.

Le Zhishi suddenly had a strange feeling and stopped in place.

Lin Rong took another school uniform shirt. "This should be completely dry. I took it wrong just now. No wonder it's a bit wet. Here it is." She handed the shirt to Song Yu, and when she looked up and saw Lezhi who was stunned in place, He urged: "Lele, why are you still stunned, hurry up and eat something to go to class, I can drive you today."

Song Yu put on his new shirt, and turned his head back, and had a brief glance at Le Zhishi.

The fingertips were like electricity, lowered his eyes when Lezhi, hurrying downstairs to clean up.

Lin Rong drove a small A-class car. Le Zhishi followed Song Yu into the car and sat next to the window and door. There was a lot of distance between the two.

Looking through the rearview mirror, Lin Rong joked, "Lele, you've grown up."

Le Zhishi didn't understand, "Huh?"

"You used to wish to stick to your brother." She smiled beautifully, and the pearl earrings on her earlobes were shaking, "Like a small pendant."

Hearing these words, Song Yu and Le Zhishi both turned their heads and glanced at the distance between them. Two seconds later, Song Yu turned his head to look at the scenery, and Le Zhishi stared at the schoolbag on his lap.

"It's a little hot to stick." Le Zhishi explained without confidence.

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In the two weeks before the college entrance examination, Lezhishi had been ill, his stomach was upset, and he had a fever.

He was afraid that his family would be worried, so he quietly went to the clinic nearby. The old doctor sitting inside only glanced at him and said that many students had recently come to see a doctor. Like him, they were all stress responses caused by excessive stress before the exam.

"Don't be nervous, the more nervous you are, the more uncomfortable." The doctor roughly did a check. After sitting down, he took out a medical record book from the drawer and glanced at the calendar. Oh my god."

He wrote quickly without lifting his head, "What's your name and how old is it?"

Lezhi Times reported his name, "Fifteen." He sat on the opposite chair and confessed, "It's not my college entrance examination."

"Fifteen?" The doctor pushed the presbyopia on the bridge of his nose, "Huh? What do I say, you are quite small, unlike the college entrance examination. Then you are nervous about the entrance examination?"

"It doesn't seem to be." Le Zhishi said, "but I do feel a little nervous and I can't sleep well at night." He added, "My brother is going to take the college entrance examination."

"You are worried for him." The doctor seemed to be amused. "You should be nervous for yourself, silly boy."

Lezhishi finally took a bunch of medicine home, and after taking it for two days, his symptoms relieved a lot.

The school notified the junior high school to be vacated as the college entrance examination examination room in a few days. Everyone started to move the books to their homes one after another. After emptying them, they waited for the examination room to be set up. I can only review at home ~www.readwn.com~ Seeing that he is hungry, he went downstairs to find something to eat. It happened that Lin Rong was chatting with a friend on video. Lin Rong greeted him and said hello. Lezhishi took the pudding and sat down and called his aunt politely.

"It's so good, you're handsome again. Hey, Xiao Rong, your two sons are going to have an exam."

"Yes." Lin Rong changed her face in a second, covering her heart, "I hope they are all healthy recently, and we will go to travel after the exam."

"You are really, parents are worried about a bad exam, so if you worry about volunteering, you know how to play. Hey, do you know that Chen Xiaomei, the doctor, she even went to Guiyuan Temple to burn her daughter the day before yesterday."

Lin Rong laughed, "Does it work?"

"She also listened to other people's introductions. Someone said that the thieves have made me want to burn a stick of incense."

"I don't bother to go, it's too much trouble. The boss of my family won't appreciate it either."

Le Zhishi listened to the ears next to him. After eating the pudding, he went upstairs and turned on the computer to search for Guiyuan Temple. He didn't expect it to be praised. I have received atheism education since I was a child, but when I saw a comment in Lezhi Shi, I felt very reasonable-faith is there, and sincerity is spirit.

What's more, as long as he thinks of being in the same examination room, someone has burnt incense and prayed to God, and wears amulets, but Song Yu has nothing, he feels unhappy.

My brother must have what others have.

Lezhishi is an activist. He brought the money he needed early the next morning, and ran out with the excuse of going to KFC to review with his classmates. Guiyuan Temple was far away from home. He took the subway to the bus and rode a shared bicycle for a long time before reaching his destination.

As the exam was approaching, the monastery was almost crowded. When Lezhi, a child entered and found that there was no tour guide inside, so he could only follow other pilgrims. The Guiyuan Temple was bigger than he thought, and most of the buildings were similar. He went around many circles in a daze, asking for directions all the way. There are also many bodhisattvas and buddha statues here, and the five hundred arhats just fainted at Lezhishi, and it took all morning to ask for what they wanted.

When burning incense, he carefully observed other people, and when it was his turn to go up, he paid special respects and paid homage.

Please, I must bless my brother all the best. He meditated sincerely to the Bodhisattva.

Before leaving, Lezhishi drew a lottery, and another pilgrim teased him, "I've come to burn incense at such a young age, do you understand?"

What was written on the sign was a sentence similar to an ancient poem. Le Zhishi honestly said that he couldn't understand it, so he asked him to help explain.

"Did you smoke it for yourself? What do you want?"

"No, I asked for my brother." Le Zhishi was afraid that he would forget to cancel the signing, so he took out his mobile phone and said that he wanted to record it.

The other party pushed his glasses, "That's it." After the other party finished speaking, he handed him the sign, "Don't you ask for a sign for yourself? It's not easy to go all the way."

It made sense, so Lezhishi drew another lottery, asked the expert to help, and took it home together.

Sitting on the bus, I fell asleep when I was tired, but I accidentally sat over the station, got off the bus at an unfamiliar station, and reversed the car in the opposite direction. I squeezed the subway hungry and felt exhausted, as if experiencing I learned from the Western Heavens once.

In the subway, he took out the two lottery tickets, and correspondingly went to read the text of the cancellation of the lottery. At first, he asked Song Yu for the Venerable Vipassana No. 169 in the Five Hundred Arhats, and later he asked for the No. 015 for himself. Venerable Buddha Mita. In comparison, he felt that the sign he asked for had better meaning.

In the evening, Song Yu came back from school. It was the last day before the exam, and school ended much earlier.

After the training camp, he entered the sprint period. Song Yu never went to school with Le Zhishi again. Even when he returned home, Song Yu would review in his room and would not come out.

Le Zhishi is also in a critical period of preparing for the exam, and because of some unexplainable feelings, she hasn't taken the initiative to look for Song Yu recently.

Obviously they are under the same roof, but they are subtly staggered.

It started to rain again. It almost rained here every year for the college entrance examination. Lezhishi couldn't help but worry about it. He always felt that rain was not a good thing. Hearing movement from downstairs, he opened the door, confirmed that it was Song Yu's return, and waited at the door of his bedroom.

Song Yu went up to the last step of the stairs, looked sideways, his eyes brightened a little, and the drooping eyelashes pressed the light down again.

"Is there anything?" He walked over.

Le Zhishi had his hands behind him, and the soft light in the corridor made his eyes simple, which made Song Yu think of the text message he had sent. It seems that he did have a misunderstanding, and Lezhishi would not be angry because of such words.

"Brother, I have something I want to give you." Lezhishi stepped closer.

But Song Yu didn't seem to have the will to open the door of the room. He just stood there, "What?"

Le Zhishi didn't want Lin Rong to know, he felt a little embarrassed to run to the temple, so he tried again, "Can I go in? It will only delay you for a while."

"Just here." Song Yu stood still, and said the answer he guessed directly, "If you have made any handmade products or other things, you can just give it to me."

Downstairs, Lin Rong happened to raise her eyes to look upstairs, "Why are you two standing in the corridor? Lele, do you drink juice?"

Le Zhishi shook his head quickly, "I won't drink." He turned his face again, showing a pitiful expression to Song Yu, but he didn't mean to give up, but he didn't reach out to hold his wrist this time. His large, transparent, light-colored pupils are full of innocence, conveying emotions that need pity.

Song Yu sometimes suspected that Le Zhishi actually knew that he couldn't refuse him, because he always held the right measure, and raised his foot, just a little bit higher than the threshold he set.

He turned around, opened the door of the room as default, walked in first, turned on the light, and then overturned his conspiracy-like conjecture just now.

It's not right.

In fact, he has no threshold for Lezhishi.

It was summer, and the white wool carpet in the bedroom was removed, and it returned to that cold, impersonal space. Le Zhishi closed the door, went straight to the subject, and handed the amulet in his hand to Song Yu.

"This is the talisman I went to Guiyuan Temple to ask for. They said it was very clever." Lezhishi was afraid that he would not want it, and speeded up the introduction like an insurance salesman. "You know? There are a lot of people who go there to offer incense. I asked for this talisman. It’s said to have been opened. It’s so big and messy. I found it after turning around all morning. And when others burn incense, I bowed three times and kowtowed three times. I was more than others every time. Once. The Bodhisattva must see my sincerity."

Song Yu looked down at the so-called light-on talisman in his hand. Hearing what he couldn't finish speaking in one breath, he could already see the picture of this fool running all over the temple.

He said to pray more than once, definitely more than once.

"Thank you." Song Yu put the talisman on the table, and there was no more text.

When the tacit understanding between them told Lezhi, his brother meant that he could leave. He obviously began to feel sad, thinking that his brother did say the same as Aunt Rong, and didn't believe in such things.

"No thanks." Le Zhishi sniffed, and the next sentence became jumpy, "It will rain tonight until tomorrow morning."

Song Yu looked a little shaken as he stood still and didn't want to leave. They confronted each other and remained silent for about five seconds, before choosing to give up first when Le Zhishi, and when they were about to turn around and leave, Song Yu still spoke.

"Which Bodhisattva are you worshiping?" He picked up the amulet on the table and asked a strange question.

Obviously, Le Zhishi was asked. He looked up at Song Yu in a daze, thinking about the answer.

After entering Guiyuan Temple, he just wanted to find a talisman. After going around for a long time, he finally found one. There were many people, so he waited in line for worship. Which bodhisattva specifically...

I couldn't remember, and when Lezhi frowned, he blamed him in a serious manner, "Bodhisattvas are all gods, so how can you pick bodhisattvas?"

Song Yu sighed silently.

He now suspects that when Lezhi was actually Lin Rong's son, he was the one who brought him.

Not long after, Le Zhishi said again, "Oh, I remember, I worship the double-faced Guanyin." After he said that, his eyes lit up, and his expression was like saying, is it very powerful, Guanyin, or double-sided.

Song Yu nodded, and put the sign in front of him in the exam bag he was taking away tomorrow, together with the stationery certificate.

Taking advantage of his elder brother's effort to pull the zipper, Le Zhishi quickly took out the two lotteries he asked for before leaving the temple, handed the one with Venerable Buddha Mido to Song Yu, and told him very solemnly. , This is for him.

"Mine?" Song Yu looked down at the signed text.

[There is this happy Buddha in the West, and it is laughed out of the world. Kang Zhuang's future is the king's line, everything can be done without worries. ]

It doesn't look like his.

Le Zhishi nodded, "Yes, when I was drawing lots, there was an expert who was very researching about this. He told me that it was a lottery, especially auspicious. He also said that this lottery meant that I got this lottery. The signer is compassionate and kind, will always be carefree, have a good future, and everything will go smoothly. No matter what you want to ask, you will get what you want."

All wishes come true.

Such an explanation is even more different.

Song Yu glanced at him and saw that he was holding the other one in his hand. Before he could say anything, Le Zhishi immediately pinched it sensitively and explained, "This is mine."

Song Yu stretched out his hand, "Let me have a look."

He took another lottery from him, which was actually better than Song Yu had imagined. It was the Venerable Vipassana. He thought it was a terrible signing.

[It is ominous to see that Yuanyu is seen, and the wisdom of hiding must be terrible. And let go of the worries and the world, let the natural origins grow. ]

"This is not signed, but it is not bad." Lezhishi wanted to take it back, but Song Yu didn't plan to give it to him and asked him to explain. Lezhishi had no choice but to simply say, "Just let the flow go."

In order to prove that these things are really spiritual, he added: "It's so accurate, I seem to have entered a bottleneck period in my recent review, and I am very nervous. It seems that this Bodhisattva told me that I should not worry about this, and I must let my fate."

After he explained this, Song Yu hooked his mouth, as if laughing. When he returned the lottery in his hand to Lezhi, he let him go to sleep at his fate.

Le Zhishi didn't forcefully stay this time. He knew that he couldn't bother anymore, and he was afraid that he would show up and go back soon.

The door was closed, Song Yu sat back to the table alone, glanced at the red amulet in the transparent examination bag, and then stared at the lottery in his hand. The above text is like some kind of reminder, beating and foretelling something.

It is an ominous thing to be able to see the fish swimming in the abyss. People who see the privacy of others will cause disaster. The smarter, the easier it is to sink into the mud. Only if you let yourself go for a while, let go of these mediocre people and let the flow go, can it last for a long time.

Song Yu suddenly discovered that when the person who went to the ancient temple was Lezhi, he believed in these mysterious teachings, and when the person who drew the lottery was Lezhi, he still cared about the interpretation of the written text.

Because Lezhi Shi is not confused or troubled, he is not a believer who needs to be enlightened in a difficult sea, he only cares whether he can get the sign that can be given to Song Yu.

Even if there is only one, Lezhishi will happily replace him with the best one.

Seeing this clearly, Song Yu felt that he was even more hopeless.

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