Chapter 50 Chapter 50 Two days before his birthday, Ning...
Two days before his birthday, Ning Ji still hadn't asked Yan Sui the name of the boy he had a crush on.
He tried to ask indirect questions, but Yan Sui remained tight-lipped. He would only look at him with strange eyes occasionally, and said to him meaningfully: "It's better if you don't ask."
Ning Ji pondered over it for several days, and finally in the early morning he used his mobile phone to search in bed: what to do if your good brother becomes gay, why your good brother becomes gay, and why your good brother starts to have secrets after becoming gay?
The answers on the web page were dazzling and Ning Ji couldn't understand them.
He even mistakenly entered some pornographic websites, and was shocked after clicking on them. He hurriedly returned to the homepage, and it took him a long time to shrink into the quilt with a red face.
After falling asleep that night, Ning Ji had a dream.
The scenes in the dream were even more restricted than the pornographic website he had accidentally entered. Only in the end did Ning Ji see the face of the person in the dream clearly - that person looked exactly like Yan Sui.
Ning Ji was awakened.
After waking up, Ning Ji lifted the quilt and saw that his ears were red. He got up, put the dirty clothes into the washing machine, and changed into a new set of pajamas.
He tiptoed through all this, returned to his room, swayed for a while, held his breath like a thief, opened the search engine and searched - Is it normal to dream about your good brothers after you become gay?
After searching for a long time and not finding any useful answer, Ning Ji had to exit the search page. After thinking about it, he felt that it was not his problem.
He analyzed with a stern face - it was all because Yan Sui touched him all over the place on the day he sobered up, first touching his waist and then his back, and even putting his knee between his legs.
It made him have this kind of dream late at night.
Ning Ji was a little angry at first, but when he woke up in the morning and saw the news that Yan Sui had brought him lunch at the door, his anger subsided.
With messy hair, he happily got up and opened the door for Yan Sui.
The meal Yan Sui brought him was from the braised chicken rice restaurant near Quanshi No. 1 Middle School. The business was booming and the supply could not keep up with the demand. Ning Ji had loved eating there since high school.
Even after graduation, he would usually queue up with Zhao Xu, Tang Yifei and others to eat. But this winter, Ning Ji didn't queue up once, and it was all thanks to Yan Sui who queued up every now and then to bring him food.
After washing up, he pulled out a chair and untied his chopsticks. He heard Yan Sui ask him, "Where are you planning to celebrate your birthday?"
Ning Ji was going to say the same thing as before, but when he thought of Yan Sui's recent tight-lippedness, he rolled his eyes and looked up at him sideways, "Why should I tell you?"
He imitated Yan Sui's speech: "We'll know on our birthday."
Yan Sui smiled, "It's my birthday tomorrow, so I can't tell you today?"
Ning Ji added a piece of potato, blew on it twice, put it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Why should I tell you, didn't you tell me?"
At 11 o'clock in the evening, Ms. Lian, who had been on a business trip, returned home with a birthday present and knocked on Ning Ji's bedroom door, giving Ning Ji a big surprise.
He was obviously very happy, but he still acted like a grown-up and said to Ms. Lian, "Mom, you should take the flight tomorrow. It's too late to come back tonight."
"Tomorrow is my birthday."
Ms. Lian smiled and pinched his cheek, "Oh, Mom just wants to come back."
Ms. Lian handed the gift to Ning Ji, "This is the gift you wanted most when you were a child."
Ning Ji said that he had grown up while pretending to be very mature as he opened the gift.
Just after twelve o'clock, Ning Ji received a call. The young man on the other end of the phone said with a smile, "Ning Ji, happy birthday."
Ning Ji: "Okay, now can you tell me who that person is?"
The person on the other end of the phone didn't answer, but asked: "The light in your room is still on, are you still awake?"
When Ning Ji mentioned this, he said excitedly: "Yes, let me show you something super cool..."
Yan Sui: "Let's see later. I'm downstairs in your house. Do you want to know who I like?"
He chuckled and said, "Come downstairs now and I'll tell you."
Ning Ji jumped up, "When did you come? Wait for me, put on some pants, and come downstairs immediately!"
As he was putting on his pants, he said excitedly, "You came at the right time. I can show you something really cool..."
Ning Ji put on his coat, tiptoed out of the living room, and then flew to the elevator.
The elevator slowly descended. Ning Ji looked down at his watch. Almost as soon as the elevator door opened, he rushed out and made a cool sliding tackle to a black car.
Under the dim light, the boy, wearing a coat and hat, slid in front of Yan Sui, bent his knees, pressed the ground with one hand, and even stretched out his other arm with his fingers together, imitating the action of shooting spider silk.
His tall and straight figure is comparable to that of a model, and he is extremely handsome.
Yan Sui looked down and saw the boy in front of him taking off the hood of his jacket, revealing half of his body in a conspicuous red and blue web-patterned Spider-Man suit. He wore a pair of light grey sweatpants on the lower body, but one could vaguely see the tight waist wrapped in the one-piece Spider-Man suit.
The boy who was lying on the ground with his hands raised and shooting spider silk had a round head wrapped around it, and his two inverted triangle eye lights suddenly lit up like small light bulbs.
"Is he handsome?" The visitor asked Yan Sui with a proud look on his face.
Yan Sui: “.”
He looked down at the rose in his arms, then looked up at Spider-Man with his huge eye lights on. He was silent for a moment, "Ning Ji."
Spider-Man excitedly reached out, leaning against the trunk of the black car, and raised his hand compassionately: "Speak."
Yan Sui: "I have something to tell you, it's very important."
Ning Ji waved his hands: "I know, I know, it's just the person you like, it's okay, you tell me."
Yan Sui: "It has something to do with you, do you want to show your head for a moment?"
Ning Ji pressed the light of his glasses even brighter, "No, I am not handsome like this?"
He held his head high and answered, "Super handsome, okay?"
Yan Sui was silent for two seconds, then nodded, "Okay."
Ning Ji leaned against the trunk of the car, "Who is it? He has been hiding for two months without revealing any information..."
The trunk of the black car slowly opened. Spider-Man staggered and turned his head in confusion.
The slowly unfolding trunk was decorated with rows of small warm yellow lights. Dozens of rows of figures were surrounded by light pink roses, covering the entire trunk. The huge transparent display cabinet in the center was also wrapped with a circle of small lights.
The out-of-print figure in the center of the transparent display cabinet is worth seven figures. Its appearance retains the classic mecha shape, and the shape is frozen in a battle-ready posture. It is extremely rare.
Yan Sui said to Spider-Man: "Ning Ji, happy 19th birthday, I love you."
Spider-Man was even more confused.
Yan Sui could almost imagine Ning Ji's expression underneath the hood—bewildered and at a loss.
He smiled and said to the surprisingly bright eyes: "Ning Ji, do you know what I thought when I saw you for the first time?"
"I thought, he looks so cute, it would be nice if he was my brother, but later on, we got along so well that I thought, it's a good thing he's not my brother, otherwise I would have to pull your ears every other day."
A boy of seventeen or eighteen years old was just beginning to fall in love. He didn't understand anything, but he just vaguely felt that the girl in his class was really good-looking, and she touched his heart. His heart softened when he smiled.
So I wanted to be nice to this person for no reason and even found a lame excuse for myself.
When they see that the other party doesn't appreciate it, they care more than anyone else. Even though they know that the other party doesn't like them, they will still tease them a few times no matter what to feel relieved.
On the day of taking the oath in the temple for the college entrance examination, there were more than 300 wooden wish plaques. The boy flipped through them one by one, found the handwriting that was most familiar to him, saw the school on it, and wrote one too. He was not satisfied until they were put together.
"Do you remember that day when my friend came to see me during the National Day and I turned into a cat? Ning Ji, actually, when I turned into a cat that day, the first thought that came to my mind was to feel thankful."
"At that time, I thought it was okay. Fortunately, I could still turn into a lion cat and still have some connection with you."
The young man holding the rose had gentle eyes and smiled: "Is it childish to think about it now?"
The young man stretched out his hand, fiddling with the round hood of the man in front of him with his slender fingers, "Ning Ji, I may have liked you for a long time, but I just didn't know it."
Spider-Man's surprisingly bright eyes suddenly dimmed.
Yan Sui paused.
The surroundings were quiet. Under the dim street lights, Spider-Man lowered his head, fiddling with something.
Yan Sui: "Does turning off the lights mean you are rejecting me?"
He was quiet for a moment, then chuckled again, "It's okay, at least you don't hate me for liking you, right?"
Spider-Man looked up, and a second later, his eye lights came on again—even brighter than before.
Ning Ji pressed the eye light switch on the hem of Spider-Man's clothes and stammered, "No, the light is not turned off..."
Spider-Man scratched his head, but halfway through he realized that his head was bald and there was no hair to scratch. He managed to say, "I'm going back to sleep."
Spider-Man took a few steps back, "My dad will come to check on me tonight."
Yan Sui looked at him and smiled: "Yeah, I know."
"So if you don't turn off the lights, will you consider me?"
Spider-Man stammered, "Considering what?"
Yan Sui: "Consider whether you want to be with me."
Spider-Man ran away.
He ran so fast that he disappeared in a few seconds.
Yan Sui, who was holding the rose, was stunned for a moment, and then thought helplessly - I am still too anxious.
Originally, I thought that since Ning Ji could accept having sex with him after drinking and was willing to take responsibility for it, he should have some feelings for him, or even like him a little.
But I didn't expect that I was still in a hurry and scared the person away.
Yan Sui lowered his head, staring at the rose in his arms for a while, and heard footsteps.
Spider-Man rushed back home, tore off his clothes, grabbed a sweatshirt and put it on his head, scratched his messy hair, and rushed into the elevator with a red face.
As soon as the elevator arrived, Ning Ji ran towards the people downstairs, his hair disheveled and sticking up high, like a kitten running in the night.
He ran to the black car panting, pulled his hair, blushed, and said to the young man holding the rose: "Do it again."
The kitten said hastily, "That doesn't count."
"Say you love me again."
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