Spring is late (BL direction). Chapter 6 provides some information.

Sixth, the amount of information is slightly larger

Baiyun urged Yichun to go back impatiently, and they got off the elevator. Needless to say, autumn nights are quite cold. Yichun looked at the white clouds and made a cold war. He is a little soft-hearted and ready to take off his coat and put it on her. I was about to unzip when I heard someone hum in the backlight, and then someone came up slowly: "I called you, but no one answered." So you really came to see a movie? "

Uh, it's that nasty Lou. Yichun subconsciously hides behind. This man is terrible. Every time I see him, he loses his temper. I wonder what Baiyun sees in him. Gee, everyone has a strong taste recently.

Baiyun obviously came prepared and grabbed Yichun: "What's it to you that I watch movies with my boyfriend?"

God, Yichun is full of cows. He is good at long-distance running, not fighting ... especially in this duel between rival lovers. Although he has long legs and is tall, he can't help carrying equipment with his fists.

"Hey, how old is this handsome boy? Twenty? Twenty-five at most? "

Yichun has no backbone and nodded.

"One year younger than me, you really can't change the style of eating young grass." Chen Mo Lu smiled.

"Yes, I just like to eat young grass, and I am particularly fond of the new and tired of the old. If I have something fresh, won't I forget you? " White clouds are very sexy. Yichun looked at her with admiration and even awe, but thought in his heart, Sister, can I go first? ...

Chen Mo stepped forward and took a look at Yichun: "Dude, you can leave. What happened today has nothing to do with you. I know you are here to help, but we don't need a third person to interfere in our affairs. "

Yichun was moved by his words and thought you were a good man, too. I said that a good-looking person won't be too vicious, but I heard saying, "Of course, if you really want to take care of it, it's not impossible. Your bones are hard, and I will make you hard again. "

Hearing this, Yichun felt that there was a sinister wind behind him. Baiyun looked at him: "Go to Yichun, there is nothing for you here."

Yichun wants to leave without loyalty, but he is a little uneasy to face the devil here alone. She was a little embarrassed and asked, "Are you alone?"

How considerate and caring he was, but he got Lu's dirty eyes.

"Yes," Baiyun patted him on the shoulder calmly. "I'm fine. Go home. I won't forget that I promised you. "

Yichun escaped safely.

Afraid that Lu and Baiyun would go back on their word, he took a taxi home as soon as he left their sight. God, it's terrible, Yichun thought. Who is this Lou about his age? How can he be so scary?

Knocked upstairs, Yichun didn't dare to go home, and slammed on Zhou Qingshan's door.

This time, Zhou Qingshan didn't let him take advantage. He opened the door for him in tight clothes: "What's the hurry?"

"Chen Mo stopped Baiyun. Will she be all right?" Yichun is still worried about this girl after all.

Zhou Qingshan smiled and pulled him in: "Why don't you sit down and have a drink?"

Yichun frowned. "Why aren't you worried at all?"

"We can't stop Lou from doing anything. Besides, how could he be willing to do something to Baiyun? Don't worry, it is not normal for them not to quarrel for three days. "

Yichun thought, did he make a mountain out of a molehill? Suddenly a little embarrassed, he quickly got up: "It's late, I'm going back."

Zhou Qingshan looked at the time, it was really late, and it was not good to keep him. He had to watch Yichun open the opposite door, wave to him, and then slam the door.

Sleeping in a daze until midnight, Yichun dreamed that Zhou Qingshan waved to him. He ran like a fart, but was stopped by a huge bell. He can't get around it, but he's afraid he can't climb it. He was so anxious that he reached out and motioned to Zhou Qingshan: "Wait for me!" He woke up as soon as the hand was pulled. It turned out that his landline rang.

Yichun's good dream was interrupted like this, and he naturally had a temper. He grabbed the phone and shouted, "Who is so crazy to harass me in the middle of the night!" "

Zhang Jingjing's voice was a little weak: "It's me, Chun Er."

Huh? How can Zhang Canjing, who has always been full of gas, have such a delicate voice? Yichun wondered if he would really hit a wall. That's the rhythm of suicide in the middle of the night. He quickly said, "Kyoko, that love is precious and thrifty, and the price is higher. If it's for a living, you can throw them both away. You can live well for me. " He changed a good poem so badly that he didn't even know what he was talking about.

Zhang Jingjing actually smiled: "MD, you said I wouldn't die. It's okay. I slept with him today. "

Yichun shook his hand: "What courage do you think?"

"It hurts, it really hurts. I don't want to live at all. " Zhang Jingjing said with tears in her eyes and gnashing her teeth.

"Does it hurt?" Yichun is cold. "What hurts?"

Zhang Jingjing's voice came from the receiver, which contained shame and indignation: "I was actually fucked by him, and Nima looks very thin ..."

Hearing what Zhang Jingjing wanted to say, the phone was cut off. Yichun thought about it, lit a candle for him in his heart, then put down the phone and went back to sleep. He wanted to continue his dream that had just been interrupted, but tonight was too exciting. Yichun dreamed again, and he became the scene of watching Zhang Jingjing and Kaonashi's action movies-of course, with his moral integrity and limited experience, this picture is coded.

Muddled away, and in a blink of an eye it was the weekend again. When Yichun saw the shift schedule, he had a double holiday this week. It was like winning the lottery in an instant, and I skipped home after work without changing my uniform.

Thinking about what to do during the two-day holiday, Zhang Jingjing called him: "Chun Er, I'll come to see you tonight."

"Why?" Yichun is confused. Zhang Jingjing never understood that he didn't stay in his hometown in B city but went to work in other places, so he never came to see him. This time he took the initiative to defect, which was really flattering.

"If that buddy doesn't hide, it is estimated that he will encounter the end of the world in advance." Zhang Jingjing gritted his teeth.

Yichun thought about the cause and effect, probably understood his meaning, and said sympathetically, "That guy of yours, did you play hard?"

"Having a sex, he wants me to come out with my family," Zhang Jingjing sighed. "You know what my dad is like. If I really come out, I can't let him die. "

Yichun asked again, "Where are you now?"

Zhang Jingjing lowered his voice like a thief: "I ran away before I went to work. Now I am waiting for the high-speed rail at the train station and I will go in soon. "

"All right," Yichun made him feel a little depressed. "I'll pick you up in an hour."

After hanging up the phone, Yichun found a short message from Zhou Qingshan on his mobile phone.

"Yichun, are you free tomorrow? Some of our friends are going to play in the suburbs. Do you want to join us? "

Yichun's eyes lit up. Let's play together. Yes, yes, I was just about to come back. I thought struggling Zhang Jingjing was waiting for her comfort. She typed in dismay: "Not tomorrow. Come to me when I'm in a bad mood tonight. I will take him to play. "

"That I accompany you. It's nothing anyway. "

"Well, then I'll trouble you."

"You're welcome."

At eight o'clock in the evening, Yichun waited for Zhang Jingjing to come out at the railway station, but I didn't see him for a long time. He dialed the telephone and was picked up without ringing twice.

"Kyoko, where the hell are you, waiting for you for so long ..."

"Er, hello, I'm Shen Ning."

"ha? I have the wrong number? " Yichun, look at the mobile phone. Yes, it's Zhang Jingjing's number.

"There is no mistake, Zhang Jingjing is here with me. He changed his mind and didn't come to you Sorry. " Shen Ning's voice was so cold that she didn't recognize it as an apology.

"kyoko? Why did his phone come to you? " Out of the professional habits developed in that year, Yichun began to ask questions.

"I'm his boyfriend, and he ..." Shen Ning's voice was finally sad. "He is in the house."

Yichun still doesn't trust, thinking that this guy won't kill Zhang Jingjing in a fit of pique to vent his anger. He said, "You give him the phone and I'll tell him."

Shen Ning paused: "Wait a minute." Then I heard a knock at the other end of the phone. It was Shen Ning's vague voice: "Jingjing, open the door, it's Yichun's phone."

Then there is Zhang Jingjing's masculine male voice: "Fuck off, do you think I will believe you!"

Hearing Zhang Jingjing's voice, Yichun was relieved. It seems that he is living well.

"Sorry, Yichun, he is angry."

"It's okay, you are busy at work. I'm fine. Uh, well, don't push him too hard. His father has a bad temper and is in poor health. You should think more about him. " Yichun still couldn't help saying this sentence. "After all, he had a girlfriend before, and his family knew it. Let him think about it. "

"Thank you, I see."

Yichun closed the line and walked back alone, which was quite depressing. Zhang Jingjing is in trouble now, but there is really nothing he can do. They are family friends and have always been on good terms. When he was a child, he hung out with the Zhang family. He naturally knew how Zhang Jingjing's father decided to be independent. He is a soldier, uncompromising. Every time Zhang Jingjing does something that makes him angry, he will be punished. He disobeyed his father and joined the army, which made his family very unhappy. If he comes out now ... I wonder if his house will be turned upside down.

In this way, Yichun thought of himself again. After spending some time with him, he probably understood his mind. His feelings for Zhou Qingshan are definitely not a whim. In this case, he will come out in the future, so can he pass this home smoothly?

Yichun is thinking, thinking, Zhou Qingshan, Zhou Qingshan, what are you thinking!

Yichun is a little discouraged when he thinks about it. It seems that the ideal has a long way to go. But he has always been optimistic, comforting himself that he has practiced long-distance running for so many years and has strong endurance. No matter how long it takes, he can always reach the finish line.