The night was dark and the night wind was blowing slowly.
Long street, dimly lit.
There are red lanterns hanging high in front of the shops in the whole street, embellishing this boundless night.
"Where is this place?" He Zhao frowned and looked around the place.
A lot of information suddenly flooded into the blank mind.
There is common sense belonging to this world, and there are memories from childhood to adulthood.
Memory told himself that his name was He Zhao.
Today is the most grand and lively festival in the world, the Spring Festival.
And he was an orphan, his parents died, and he grew up by eating hundreds of family meals.
Although I remember these things clearly in my mind, why do I feel a very strange feeling?
Wander aimlessly in this crowded long street.
He Zhao felt relieved and began to enjoy this annual hospitality.
When you reach the end of this long street full of joy, there is a lush grass, which is connected to a mirror lake with water waves.
The people walking and standing above were men and women, old and young, and everyone's face was more or less filled with joy.
His eyes suddenly caught sight of a young boy who didn't look like a big grade standing in the place where the grass connected to the lake.
The man's appearance was outstanding among the crowd.
In addition to the exquisite facial features, the most striking thing is the temperament like the warm sun.
The moment he saw that person, He Zhao felt that his heart that had never been throbbing seemed to have changed at this moment...
Lin Muyang held the Kongming lantern he bought in his distressed hands.
It was the first time he bought this thing, and he was so excited that he wanted to let it fly and give it a try.
He has always liked the Kongming lantern, which is full of warmth when he looks at it.
It was only after he bought it that he found out that he couldn't fly at all...
Holding the Kongming Lantern, he paused for a while, and finally sighed and wanted to let go.
It was just that when Lin Muyang was about to throw this thing away as garbage, a pair of well-defined, long and slender hands covered his slightly immature hands.
Lin Muyang raised his head in surprise and looked at this tall gentle man.
Those hands were very hot, so hot on this winter night.
Lin Muyang felt warm when covering his hands.
"One person can't put the Kongming lantern." He Zhao smiled.
That look looks quite gentle and gentle, which makes people feel good.
Lin Muyang breathed a sigh of relief, and his pupils shrank.
Who is this guy?
The moment I saw him, there seemed to be a strong and uncontrollable feeling in my heart that was about to break my heart.
Feeling a little bit wrong now?
Why do I feel nervous and a little ashamed when those big hands cover me...
The person on the other side looks like a man, right?
Why would I have such strange feelings for a man?
For 18 years, Lin Muyang has always believed that what he likes is a girl, although he has never looked down on any girl.
"Then how to let it go?" Lowering his voice, Lin Muyang wanted to make himself look less nervous.
I really saw a ghost today, and it became very strange after this man appeared.
It was obviously the first time they met, but the other party gave him a familiar feeling.
"I'll hold it for you, you can light it." He Zhao took the white paper lantern, and touched the other's palm without a trace when their hands were separated.
Lin Muyang's body trembled slightly, and his face was a little hot. Couldn't this person be gay?
Is this a hint or an indication...
What should I do when I get raped by the same sex for the first time?
Yelling at each other? No, what should I do if I get scared off later?
Pretend to be shy? Too vulgar, no no no!
After realizing this consciousness, Lin Muyang was secretly happy and worried, and his mind became a mess, and he began to think wildly.
How happy is he!
In the past, if he encountered such a dead pervert, he would not be disgusted for a long time...
Why do you still need to consider what the other person thinks of you now?
Compared with Lin Muyang's inner tangle, He Zhao didn't think so much.
His idea is that he is a little interested in this person, so he has to flirt.
The memories pouring into his empty mind let him know that two men can be together too.
Although it is Spring Festival now, it should be the most lively and festive day of the year.
But He Zhao felt very unfamiliar with this world.
It was only when I saw this young man that I felt a little softened in the depths of my heart.
Strictly speaking, it can't be said that he likes Lin Muyang. Love at first sight doesn't exist in his opinion, but when he sees Lin Muyang, he feels a little eager to be by his side.
He Zhao obeyed his heart without even thinking about it, and took the initiative to chat up, which was a very low thing in the past.
After all, in China, those women have always been posted upside down, and the Prince of the He family can't take a look.
etc……
Where is Huaxia? !
There was an inexplicable flash in He Zhao's eyes, and there was some doubt in his heart.
what are these?
There is no mention of relevant things in his own memory.
I don't even remember the country of Huaxia...
There were a lot of thoughts in his heart, but he didn't show it.
"Have you written a prayer?" He Zhao asked.
As far as I can remember, when this country releases Kongming lanterns, they usually pray for blessings, but this lantern is blank.
"Prayers?" Lin Muyang was stunned for a while.
He just bought it to play, to satisfy what he had always wanted to do.
He didn't believe it would be of any use to pray for blessings, so naturally he didn't have the spare time to write them.
"Write a sentence?" He Zhao suggested.
Seeing this young man up close is even more beautiful than seeing him from a distance.
Although he is not as good-looking as himself, he is also extremely good in this world, He Zhao thought a little narcissistically.
After just thinking about it for a while, he remembered that his appearance was very ordinary, the kind that no one would take a second glance at when thrown on the street.
There is really nothing outstanding, is it really too narcissistic?
"It seems that there is nothing to write about." Lin Muyang looked up at the gentle gentleman in front of him.
His grades are not bad, although he has been slack in the past two years.
But after so long, he was about to forget the unhappiness of junior high school.
Lin Muyang always felt that if he wanted to do well in the exam, it would be fine to study hard for a while.
There is still half a year before the college entrance examination, and he has already started to study hard.
I believe that it will not be long before I can catch up with the progress of my classmates.
Although the family is not rich, but the parents are healthy and love themselves, they seem to be happy, and there is nothing wrong with them.
Going out of the society is still far away from him, and there is nothing wrong with his work.
The current Lin Muyang naturally won't think about what happened in the next few years.
The only trouble is probably that now the monitor is always pestering him to study hard, but he can't pray for the monitor to stay away from him, right?
After thinking about a bunch of messes, a word suddenly appeared in my mind.
"Don't you write?" He Zhao tilted his head and asked.
The slender Danfeng eyes stared at the handsome and sunny boy, which seemed to be filled with deep tenderness.
Lin Muyang was a little uncomfortable, scratched his hot face, and sighed that he was really useless.
The other party has no actual action, and he automatically wants to throw himself into the arms of others...
Why didn't you realize that you were such a person before?
"No... let's not write it." Lin Muyang shook his head, and the words that he felt close to in his mind also sank to the bottom of his heart.
This man is really tall! He was almost 1.8 meters tall, but he was still a little shorter than him, and he was almost 1.9 meters tall.
Even though the face looked so ordinary both horizontally and vertically, Lin Muyang felt that it was good-looking and pleasing to the eye, especially those eyes.
A pair of eyes have a kind of heart-pounding feeling.
There was something wrong with it, Lin Muyang was a little puzzled.
He Zhao rubbed the flat surface of the paper and said, "Otherwise I'll write it?"
"Okay." Lin Muyang agreed without thinking.
He Zhao glanced at Lin Muyang and seemed to have found something.
Isn't this boy gay?
Otherwise, you will bend yourself without doing anything?
There was some kind of doubt in his heart, and He Zhao's smile deepened, causing Lin Muyang to shiver inexplicably.
After letting the other party take over the lamp in his hand, He Zhao took out a pen from his pocket, don't ask where the pen came from.
He didn't know either, but doing it was so natural.
It seems that even if you don't have a pen, you will definitely take one out.
He raised his hand and began to write familiarly.
The movements are smooth and smooth, and the posture is very good-looking, there is no procrastination, and the words written are also eye-catching.
Although the words are good, the first thing Lin Muyang noticed was the ambiguous poem.
I only hope that your heart is like mine, and I will live up to my love.
Is this man implying something to him?
Lin Muyang was inexplicably nervous, and his whole body was a little stiff.
So what should he do now?
Say you like him too?
blah blah... he's straight.
Wait, what if I'm wrong?
But if the other party is really interested in him, what if he doesn't make a statement now and misses it later...
No, no, how long have we known each other! If you are so sloppy, the other party will definitely despise you!
Although you are a man, you have to be reserved!
I was nervous and annoyed for a while, and my face suddenly changed a little.
If it wasn't for the fact that his feelings for this unfamiliar man were genuine, Lin Muyang would have changed his suspicions about whether he was a victim of evil.
Lin Muyang disturbed his heart because of He Zhao's ambiguous poem.
He Zhao saw all the little actions of the young man, but he didn't point it out.
"It can be ordered." He Zhao subconsciously wanted to touch the other's head.
After realizing that something was wrong, the hands stopped in mid-air and instead went to catch the Kongming Lantern.
Hearing this, Lin Muyang also calmed down his complicated mood.
Anyone who suddenly falls in love with a same-sex at first sight can't calm down.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Muyang reluctantly left it behind.
The boy in front of him took out a match and lit the fixed candle in the middle, his face a little excited.
He is still quite interested in this stuff. Didn't he come here today just to take a look at it?
It looks really nice flying in the sky.
Doing this process by yourself is full of sense of accomplishment when you think about it.
He asked, "Is it alright?"
He Zhao looked at the child's posture in front of him, a little funny, and continued to hold the Kongming lantern, saying: "Let the hot air inflate the Kongming lantern first and then let it fly."
Glancing at He Zhao's pampering eyes, Lin Muyang turned his eyes away.
It's just that the pounding heart betrayed the master's true thoughts.
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