Chapter 17 Chapter 17 "If you don't want me, I have no home,...
Qiao Yu admitted that he was confused by some sweet words, but after hearing the words "I love you", he came to his senses again.
It’s really strange that Jiang Mian hasn’t said he loves him yet.
But they were still young before, and the word "love" is indeed a bit heavy for high school students.
But Qiao Yu still couldn't bear such a straightforward expression. He pondered for a long time on the way back, but couldn't figure out how much truth or falsehood was mixed in this "love".
"What are you thinking about?" Jiang Mian asked.
Qiao Yu came back to his senses: "Nothing."
Jiang Mian held Qiao Yu's hand, wrapped it in his palm and put it in his pocket.
Qiao Yu struggled to pull it out, but no matter how many times he pulled it out, Jiang Mian would diligently pull it back in, muttering "Aren't we together already?" and then looking at him pitifully.
When Jiang Mian lowered his eyes, he could see his long eyelashes like small fans. His blinking eyes created a small shadow, making his eyes sparkle.
After Qiao Yu looked up a few times, he simply let him hold his hand.
You won’t lose any weight anyway.
The sleeves of their heavy winter coats overlapped, and at first glance one could only tell that the two were walking side by side, but only if one looked closely could one see that their hands were clasped.
Qiao Yu didn't care about the looks of passers-by since there weren't many people he knew anyway.
But he considered Aunt Sun's feelings. After all, she was of the older generation and might not be able to accept two men being together.
So when they were almost home, Qiao Yu asked Jiang Mian to let go.
Jiang Mian didn't want to let go and made up all kinds of excuses.
Things like “We haven’t reached the intersection yet”, “We haven’t reached the alley yet”, “We haven’t reached the downstairs yet”, in his opinion it’s best to tie the rope to the front door and then let go, and it’s best to let go because you need to get the key.
"Aunt Sun doesn't go out," Jiang Mian leaned against Qiao Yu again, "We can't tell from here."
Qiao Yu staggered because of his squeeze and almost fell against the crumbling mud wall in the alley.
I wanted to curse, "The road is so wide, just get away from me", but my mouth opened and before I could say anything, my whole body was like frozen, standing there motionless.
Ji Zhongyuan stopped at the stairs three meters away from them. It seemed that he just happened to meet them when he was going downstairs.
Qiao Yu's heart was broken, and there were only two words repeating in his mind: It's over, it's over, it's over...
How could he forget Ji Zhongyuan?
Ji Zhongyuan was as shocked as Qiao Yu. He stood there in a daze, glancing back and forth between the two of them several times before finally stopping on their clasped hands.
Qiao Yu's elbow was cramping and she was trying to shake Jiang Mian off, but Jiang Mian's fingers were like cast iron, firmly welded to the back of Qiao Yu's hand and could not be shaken off no matter how hard she tried.
Qiao Yu was so anxious that he was sweating: "Let go first."
"No." Jiang Mian had a blank expression on his face. "It's my boyfriend's hand. I can hold it whenever I want."
He seemed to be talking to Qiao Yu, but his eyes were actually looking at Ji Zhongyuan while he was speaking.
Ji Zhongyuan's ears were intact, so he heard everything. He gave an ugly smile and looked at Qiao Yu intently: "Xiao Yu, is this true?"
Qiao Yu felt that she should explain and say something like "I'm not really with him" and "I'm just after his money."
Those are all true, and Jiang Mian should know them all. They are both willing to fight and be beaten, so neither of them should blame the other.
But the fingers that were holding him were too tight, so tight that it was a little painful.
After a few seconds of hesitation, he couldn't say it out loud. After Ji Zhongyuan turned and left, he couldn't say it out loud anymore.
The narrow alley went straight ahead without even a fork in the road.
Ji Zhongyuan walked away step by step in the snow of the winter night, following the shadows elongated by the street lights.
It was not until he disappeared at the end of the alley that the force on Qiao Yu's hand was relieved a little.
He seemed to come to his senses and pushed Jiang Mian away.
His eyes hesitated for a moment between the end of the alley and Jiang Mian, but finally turned around and ran towards the other end of the alley.
Ji Zhongyuan didn't walk fast, so Qiao Yu caught up with him as soon as he ran out of the alley.
"Brother Yuan." He clenched his fingers into his palms, feeling a little terrified, "I..."
Ji Zhongyuan did not stop, still looking ahead and walking on his own path: "You don't have to explain to me."
They are nothing, never were, are not, and will never be anything.
"Brother Yuan," Qiao Yu stammered, "I, I just..."
Those drafts that had been prepared in my mind long ago, but when they came to my mouth, I couldn't say anything.
Ji Zhongyuan stopped and said for him: "For money, right?"
Qiao Yu was even more speechless.
Ji Zhongyuan sneered and looked straight into Qiao Yu's eyes: "You know why."
Qiao Yu stood there in a daze, watching Ji Zhongyuan leave again.
He stood there, at a loss, like a child who had made a mistake as a punishment.
The snow fell more and more, forming a thin layer on his hair.
After a long time, Qiao Yu argued in a low voice: "No..."
But I don’t know what I’m denying.
Hearing rustling footsteps behind him, Qiao Yu turned around in despair and saw Jiang Mian stopped at the entrance of the alley.
He walked towards him, lowered his eyes, stepped on the shadow of the other's feet, and sniffed lightly.
Jiang Mian's voice came from above his head: "Are you so sad?"
It was like a lukewarm sarcasm, but it was not a nice thing to say. Qiao Yu walked around Jiang Mian and prepared to go home, but was suddenly grabbed by the arm and pulled into the alley.
My back was against the wall, and I could feel the slight bumps against it through the thick cotton clothes.
The back of his head was held in his palm, his thumb pressed behind his ear.
A shadow passed before Qiao Yu's eyes, and before he could react, he felt a pain on his lips.
He opened his eyes wide in surprise, and the next moment his teeth were unable to hold on, and a warm breath suddenly rushed in.
Qiao Yu's mind went blank and he even forgot to struggle.
With his mouth half open, he was kissed like a rag doll for a long time. When the warmth on his lips disappeared and gradually turned cool, he could see the person in front of him through the mist. He was touching the corner of his eyes, wiping away the moisture, and gently pressing a kiss there.
Qiao Yu came back to his senses: "What are you doing?"
Jiang Mian just looked at him: "Kiss you."
Snowflakes fell on Jiang Mian's eyelashes, lingered for a moment, and then melted into the white mist they exhaled.
Qiao Yu turned sideways, leaned his shoulders against the wall, grabbed the clothes on his chest with trembling fingers, bent his body slightly, and breathed rapidly.
Jiang Mian watched Qiao Yu squat down little by little, and finally curl up like a rabbit.
It seemed like he had suffered some injustice, and it made him feel distressed.
"Go home." Jiang Mian squatted beside Qiao Yu.
Qiao Yu buried half of his face in his arms and turned his head towards the wall.
Jiang Mian took off his coat and put it on his shoulders, then raised his hand and gently brushed away the snow on Qiao Yu's hair: "You'll catch a cold."
After staying in the corner for a few minutes, Qiao Yu stood up with the help of the wall and went home.
Jiang Mian followed and was locked outside the door.
Qiao Yu took off the coat on his shoulders, rushed into the bathroom, turned on the faucet and rubbed his lips vigorously with his hands.
There was a cut on the bead of his upper lip, which was a darker red than his lips. He looked at himself in the mirror, thinking about the unexpected kiss just ten minutes ago.
It happens again.
Amnesia only means forgetting some things, but a bad character can never be changed.
Jiang Mian was like this before, and he is still like this now. Whether it is kissing or hugging, no one will ask for his opinion in advance.
And just for those two broken bank cards, which they didn't even know if they could be used to withdraw money, he was kissed and hugged soon after getting them. Qiao Yu didn't know who was the one who got hurt.
And it also made Ji Zhongyuan angry.
The main reason was that Ji Zhongyuan was angry.
This is the last thing Qiao Yu wants to happen.
Five years ago, Jiang Mian left without saying goodbye, and Qiao Yu just couldn't believe that Jiang Mian was willing to leave.
He went to Jing City and tried every possible means just to see Jiang Mian, but because he was weak and powerless, he was kicked out by the Jiang family. He was tossed around repeatedly and was in a miserable state.
It was Ji Zhongyuan who dragged him back to Huaicheng and accompanied him through the most difficult period.
Therefore, for Qiao Yu, Ji Zhongyuan is a very important friend, even beyond the category of "friend" and can be classified as "family".
Jiang Mian is the red line that cannot be crossed between him and Ji Zhongyuan. Qiao Yu feels guilty and afraid, and whatever he fears will come true.
He touched this line, no, he stepped on it directly. It was expected that Ji Zhongyuan would be angry. Qiao Yu would also be angry if it were him.
Maybe he should continue to apologize to Ji Zhongyuan.
After coming out of the bathroom, Qiao Yu saw Jiang Mian sitting on a low stool in the living room drinking tea.
Aunt Sun was just about to take her bag and leave, when she saw Qiao Yu coming out, she gave him a few more words of advice.
"It's so cold, why do you lock him outside? Xiao Mian is wearing so thin, he will catch a cold." She turned her head to look at the bedroom, "Grandma is not asleep yet, don't let her find Xiao Mian, or she will beat him again!"
Qiao Yu responded and listened with a blank expression.
After Aunt Sun left, she picked up the coat beside the bed and threw it at Jiang Mian's face.
Jiang Mian put down the cup and put on his coat.
Qiao Yu went into the bedroom and coaxed her grandma to sleep, then ignored Jiang Mian in the living room, walked out, and stood in the corridor to call Ji Zhongyuan.
I called several times but no one answered, so I finally just turned off the phone.
Qiao Yu had to settle for the next best thing and planned to send a message to Ji Zhongyuan, but when he opened the dialog box, he didn't know what to send.
Jiang Mian went out a few minutes later and saw Qiao Yu standing there with his head hung down, staring at his phone stupidly.
"Did you finish the fight?"
Qiao Yu glanced at Jiang Mian, ignored him, turned around and went back into the house.
Jiang Mian was a second slow and was locked outside the door again.
Qiao Yu went to the bathroom to wash up as if nothing had happened, and then sorted out the papers that she would take to the tutoring institution tomorrow morning.
When I turned off the lights and got ready to sleep, I heard a knock on the door: "Ayu."
Qiao Yu sat up from the bed.
no? Is Jiang Mian still outside?
He put on his coat and walked to the door in his slippers: "Aren't you going home?"
Jiang Mian was silent for a moment, then asked, "Where are you going back to?"
Qiao Yu held the door handle, not knowing how to answer.
The snow was falling outside the window and the wind was cold. Jiang Mian must be cold too.
There's no need to waste time outside, you can just stay anywhere for a night. The housing prices in Huaicheng are so cheap, even if the young master buys a house now, he won't have nowhere to go, right?
Qiao Yu hardened his heart and said, "Go back to your current home."
There was silence for a long time, so long that Qiao Yu began to doubt whether there was anyone on the other side of the door.
Jiang Mian's voice finally sounded, dull and with a hint of loss.
"If you don't want me, I have no home."
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