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Chapter 63 Responsible

"Tea won't kill you."

Zhong Xun bit his cigarette butt, lowered his eyelashes and squatted in the corridor, raised his sleeve and smelled it, but his body still smelled bad.

At first he wanted to go to the door to eavesdrop, but even if he was talking in the living room, Chu Tingdong's voice was not high.

I couldn't hear what Ting Dong said, but Wu Yulan called him a hooligan and no future.

He squatted and waited for a while, and when he was tired from squatting, he sat on the steps of the corridor again. His butt was a little cold from sitting, and he stood up again, and when he was tired from standing, he squatted down again, walking around.

I couldn't help leaning forward again, sticking to the anti-theft door to eavesdrop, and the cigarette ash fell on the ground at my feet.

He vaguely heard Chu Tingdong say that he loved him, and he didn't know if he heard it wrong. When Chu Tingdong's footsteps gradually approached the door, he panicked, turned around and ran downstairs.

Zhong Xun ran so fast that most people could not run over him.

As soon as he ran outside the old community, his heartbeat became rapid and disordered, although he didn't know what he was panicking about.

In fact, he would rather Chu Tingdong fall in love with him and have sex with him because of a passing interest. Even if he likes his ass, it is better than liking him.

In this way, he can still get some light on his butt, stay by his side without any burden, and won't be sad if he gets dumped.

But Chu Ting Dongwan has more affection for him, and he feels that there is nothing he can do to keep him from being disappointed.

Now that he came out of the closet, he had already made it like this.

Chu Tingdong had to clean up the mess for him.

Chu Tingdong was right in not wanting to talk to him at first, he was indeed a trouble, he couldn't swallow it, he couldn't persuade himself not to go against Zhong Zhonglin and the others.

Even if he doesn't care about them anymore, it doesn't mean that he doesn't hate at all, if they feel unhappy, he will be happy.

Then he will make things difficult for Chu Tingdong.

He didn't know what Chu Tingdong was thinking in his heart, but he still had a little self-knowledge, Chu Tingdong had ten more partners, and the sum of them probably didn't bother him more.

Chu Tingdong pushed open the door and smelled a smell of smoke, he lowered his eyes a little, the ash at his feet was still burning with a few sparks.

In the evening, Xiujing Street was full of sunset glow, and the snow on the street was shrouded in a rich light.

Zhong Xun was still in a daze, he walked to the internet cafe and sat next to Song Yijin, the cigarette in his mouth was almost burnt out.

"Brother Xun?" Song Yijin just finished a ranking with someone, turned his head to see him, and was stunned for a while, "Why are you here suddenly?"

In the past, he would not be surprised when Zhong Xun came over.

But as it is now, Zhong Xun is under the docile control of Chu Tingdong, and there is only one month before the senior high school exam, how could Chu Tingdong agree to let him go to the Internet cafe.

Zhong Xun couldn't stop being irritable and didn't know how to start.

"Anyway, his mother found out." Zhong Xun lowered his head and lit a cigarette again.

In the dim Internet cafe, the lingering smoke covered his eyes and eyebrows, making his complexion so cold that he turned pale. He simply went straight to the point, "I guess I want him to break up with me now."

"Fuck, what do you think?" Song Yijin was dumbfounded and couldn't help asking.

Song Yiling was five years older than them, and when he was studying in Ningcheng No. [-] Middle School, his grades were much better than theirs. Although he didn't have any good jobs in the eyes of his elders, he opened an Internet cafe anyway.

So every time Song Yijin's father taught them a lesson, he asked them to learn a little bit about Song Yiling.

Who would have thought that Song Yiling would hold back a big move.

Song Yiling actually wanted to have a good talk with his family, and he also tried to get their understanding, almost begging, but he never thought that he would become a rebellious son in his father's eyes since then.

And then kicked out of the house.

Even for the Chinese New Year, there is no qualification to go back.

Not to mention Zhong Xun, who was already rebellious, Song Yijin didn't dare to think about what was going on in his family.

"What else can you think, if he wants to break up, let's break up." Zhong Xun took a sip of his cigarette, lowered his eyelashes, and said indifferently, "I only went to bed with him because he looked good, anyway. Just treat it as a hookup, and I didn't suffer."

Song Yijin said in his heart, fart, you are a straight man, why would you go to a man for sex if you have nothing to do.

"That's what you said," Song Yijin couldn't help but yell at him, "You would definitely not sleep with someone else."

Zhong Xun frowned and glanced at him, then lowered his head and clenched his cigarette butt in silence.

Distraught, he turned on the computer, clicked randomly with the mouse, and subconsciously found the video of Chu Tingdong in the World Youth Championship on the webpage, as well as some interview records, and his eyes moved there.

He grew up so big, except to see Fu Qiuman, he never left Ningcheng once.

Chu Tingdong has met so many people, and anyone he chooses is better than him, Zhong Xun can no longer deceive himself, thinking that Chu Tingdong wants to play with him, he knows it well, Chu Tingdong likes him.

Just unbelievable.

He didn't know that Chu Tingdong liked him now, but would he still like him after leaving Ningcheng?

Confined in this dusty old city, maybe he is good here and can make Chu Tingdong feel excited, but after leaving, he is nothing.

He would rather Chu Tingdong break up with him under the pressure now, than it would be better to have two breakups in the future.

Just like Zhong Zhonglin and the others could beat him, scold him, humiliate him no matter what, he could still continue to live heartlessly, but Chu Tingdong couldn't, when he just thought about it, his eyes felt sore and uncomfortable.

I can't wait to jump off the Internet cafe upstairs.

He didn't want to wait until such a day, at least he wanted to have a little dignity in front of Chu Tingdong.

Zhong Xun stared at the dimly lit computer screen, and suddenly whispered, "He is the world champion."

"Huh?" Song Yijin was still playing games, and said softly without raising his head after hearing this, "Then you are still the boyfriend of the world champion."

"Damn." Zhong Xun was taken aback, his lips moved, but he couldn't refute.

What's going on, his face is actually a little hot, this mouth is not so good at talking even after applying honey.

Zhong Xun stayed there in a daze for a while. He was afraid that something had caused him to infect him. The fishy smell on his body became more and more unbearable, so he got up annoyed and went to take a shower first.

The internet cafe has a small, crude bathroom, and he was only halfway there when Chu Tingdong sent him a message.

【Where. 】

Zhong Xun took a long time to take a shower before going out, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening, Chu Tingdong was waiting for him in the dim light outside the internet cafe, when he heard footsteps, he turned his head and glanced at him.

Zhong Xun was a little uncomfortable, bowed his head and walked over.

"Why did you come out?" Chu Tingdong asked him.

The ends of his hair were still a little wet, his cheeks were reddened by the mist in the bathroom, and the circles around his eyes were the same. He raised his head to look at Chu Tingdong, and said stiffly, "Are you here to break up with me?"

Chu Tingdong didn't say a word, handed him his schoolbag, and waited outside the internet cafe for seven or eight minutes, when Zhong Xun touched his fingertips, and it was cold.

"What are you doing?" Zhong Xun wanted to take it, but he didn't really want to, his back was tense.

Chu Tingdong stared at his red face with lowered eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he whispered amusedly, "Your homework."

"Uh..." Fuck.

The tense back loosened again, life is full of ups and downs, Zhong Xun glared at him, his lips were slightly pursed, but his cheeks were even more red, and he reached out and grabbed the schoolbag.

Zhong Xun grabbed Chu Tingdong's wrist, as if having an affair, and took him to the second floor of the Internet cafe.

It was also the first time for Chu Tingdong to come to this place. After Zhong Xun was with him, he seldom came to Internet cafes and slept in Internet cafes, so he never had a chance to come.

The area on the second floor of the internet cafe is not small. There are twenty or thirty machines. There is a blackout curtain in the corner. Zhong Xun opened it, raised his hand and touched it somewhere, and a few small lights lit up.

Chu Tingdong followed, his eyes froze slightly.

In a very dark corner, a two-person sofa with peeling paint was stuffed, and a summer quilt was put on the back, and it was very difficult to lie down with legs curled up. Chu Tingdong was pulled to the sofa by Zhong Xun to sit down, and it suddenly became more cramped.

"Just make do with it first." Zhong Xun scratched his messy hair in embarrassment.

He hadn't had dinner yet, and Chu Tingdong probably hadn't either, so Zhong Xun went downstairs to get two boxes of instant noodles, as well as some spicy duck feet and lotus root slices, and piled them all on the sofa.

Chu Tingdong was indeed hungry, he lowered his head and ate some instant noodles slowly, and asked Zhong Xun, "Did you sleep on this sofa all night before?"

Almost like a puppy dog ​​house.

Chu Tingdong thought it was a little funny, but also very unpleasant, the corners of his lips lifted, but his brows were still furrowed.

"Well," Zhong Xun pursed his lips embarrassingly, glanced at Chu Tingdong's face secretly, and asked him in a low voice, "What did you tell them at home just now?"

"I've explained everything," Chu Tingdong said.

Zhong Xun was dubious, and asked again: "How did you explain it?"

"Tell them I won't break up with you, and I don't need them to interfere with you," Chu Tingdong said succinctly, then paused, glanced at Zhong Xun lightly, then lowered his eyes, and said softly, "You It doesn’t matter if you feel regretful, I’ll tell them again, I’ll just go to live on campus, it won’t affect you.”

Hold.

Zhong Xun finally found out what was wrong this time, he kicked Chu Tingdong's calf lightly and muttered softly, "Can you talk well, tea won't kill you."

Isn't this the kind of green tea strategy he searched for when he first chased after Chu Tingdong?

"Don't you just want me to be responsible, don't you want to break up?" Zhong Xun turned his head and hummed, "Why are you pretending to be pitiful?"

Chu Tingdong couldn't hold back a low laugh, and asked him, "So are you responsible?"

Zhong Xun hesitated and didn't say anything, he reached out and touched Chu Tingdong's face.

Chu Tingdong turned his head to look at him, but Zhong Xun leaned on the sofa and moved closer to him, his lips were soft and moist, sticking to his cheek.

Zhong Xun took a while to separate, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

He felt that Chu Tingdong had never been beaten like this before.

"It's okay." Chu Tingdong put his arms around him.

Zhong Xun didn't expect that on the night when he had a complete quarrel with his family and came out of the closet, he didn't break up with Chu Tingdong, and didn't make much trouble, but he actually wrote his homework all night.

School started the next day, and it was already the second semester of the third year of high school.

On the first day of school, Xu Chunhong called the whole class over to talk again according to their seats. Zhong Xun left the office and squatted in the corridor to wait for Chu Tingdong. Chu Tingdong was always the last one.

He waited for ten minutes before Chu Tingdong came out, Zhong Xun somehow felt that his lips and face were a little pale.

"Old Xu scolded you?" Zhong Xun asked in a daze, "No, he didn't scold me."

"No," Chu Tingdong held him by the wrist, made him stand up, and said speechlessly, "Why are you scolding me?"

Zhong Xun still felt that something was wrong, and when he got to the classroom and finished half a class, he suddenly realized that he stretched out his hand to grab Chu Tingdong's hand, his palm was hot, and he broke out in a thin layer of sweat.

"Damn it," Zhong Xun rolled his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Do you have a fever?"

Chu Tingdong had already felt it, but he didn't think it was a big deal, so he didn't care too much, and responded lightly, "En."

Zhong Xun wanted to drag him to the infirmary, but Chu Tingdong didn't move, and held him down to listen to the class. In the evening, he felt a slight headache, and the medicine didn't help, so he asked Xu Chunhong for a leave of absence to go to the hospital.

He asked Zhong Xun to stay at school to do the questions. Zhong Xun wrote for half a night for self-study, but still sneaked out.

Zhong Xun sat beside the hospital bed, laying on his stomach, with his cheek against Chu Tingdong's arm that was not infused.

Chu Tingdong didn't wake up.

Chu Tingdong's situation is quite special. Xu Chunhong will definitely inform his parents when he asks for sick leave.

But this time Wu Yulan didn't come to the hospital, as if she really didn't intend to care about Chu Tingdong's life and death any more. In the past, Zhong Xun might have gloated, but now he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He rubbed his cheek against Chu Tingdong's arm, his mouth provoked Zhong Zhonglin to beat him up, Chu Tingdong blocked him a few times, there were still bruises on his arm that had not faded.

Chu Tingdong frowned slightly in his sleep.

Zhong Xun stared at his profile for a while, then took off his shoes and climbed onto the hospital bed. It had only snowed outside, and it was freezing cold. He curled up next to Chu Tingdong to sleep like a puppy.

He got closer, buried his face in Chu Tingdong's sleeve, and took his hand, obviously his whole body was warm, but he couldn't control his trembling, hot tears flowed out instantly.

What should I do.

He suddenly felt that he seemed to really regret it.

Why on earth did he lie to Chu Tingdong?

Chu Tingdong was woken up by his moaning and crying, his shoulders were wet, he almost thought that there was a flood, but he only touched Zhong Xun's crying face, he pinched it a few times with his fingertips slightly.

Zhong Xun let him pinch, and didn't make a sound when it hurt. He leaned over to lick his lips, and rubbed his neck with his arms.

It's already come to this point, it's useless to regret it, wouldn't it be fine if he didn't tell Chu Tingdong?Only Song Yijin knew, but Song Yijin wouldn't talk to Chu Tingdong either.

He didn't say anything, Chu Tingdong didn't know anything, and they could always be together.

Chu Tingdong wants him to take the college entrance examination, so he will go to the college entrance examination, and then go to school in a city, and they can rent an apartment together. He can't wait for the summer that will be half a year from now.

"Why are you crying?" Chu Tingdong turned slightly, hugged him in his arms, stroked his back for a while, kissed his cold ear tip, and asked in a low voice.

Zhong Xun swore to him, and said firmly in a low voice: "Just wait, I will definitely be admitted to university, and I won't lie to you."

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