Energy conservation law

Chapter 14 N

"Do you want to go?"

"Participate in what?" Yu Zhuoyi asked puzzled.

"Oh my God, what have you been up to lately? You're very out of shape."

"Have it?"

"Forget it, forget it," Song Yang waved his hand, "Just now the physics teacher said that the physics competition team has started, and students who are interested can sign up for it. He even took a special look at you when he was speaking just now."

"Not interested in."

"Really not going? You are so good at physics." Song Yang persuaded again, "Maybe you will get a provincial award or something, and you can be recommended to the university directly."

"No." Yu Zhuoyi remained unmoved.

Song Yang let out a sigh, feeling a little pity, and then thought about it, "It's fine not to go, I heard that it's quite tiring, it seems like I have to go to class three or four times a week."

"By the way, what's for lunch?"

"casual."

"........."

On weekends, grandpa and grandma went out to visit an old comrade-in-arms of grandpa in a neighboring city. When Yu Zhuoyi was still staying, he usually stayed in the dormitory directly, but the situation is different now.

After getting along for a semester, we are much more familiar with each other than before, and get along a lot more naturally, but recently, for some reason, when Liu Xin looks at him, there is a questioning look in his eyes, a daze from time to time, a flustered expression, Yes, I don't know when it started, it seemed that every time Shen Yicheng was alone with him, the other party would come and interrupt him, and then call him away with various reasons.Yu Zhuo shook his head, told himself that he must be too sensitive, and ordered himself not to think about it any more.

On Saturday, Shen Yicheng went to class as usual, Yu Zhuoyi also went out after breakfast, went to the municipal library, and stayed until the sun set before returning home.

The living room was empty, Liu Xin didn't know where he was, the aunt at home asked for leave today, Shen Yicheng would not come back until after the evening self-study, Yu Zhuo went back to the room, turned on the computer, and planned to use it for next week's class meeting The ppt is done.

Before I knew it, the clock had pointed to eight o'clock, and after finishing the last page of thank you for watching, I finally completed the task.Yu Zhuoyi twisted his neck from side to side twice, rubbed his dry eyes, and felt hungry when he was stunned.

The light in the living room was turned on at some point, and Liu Xin was sitting on the sofa talking on the phone, and she didn't seem to notice that Yu Zhuoyi was at home.

"Hello, is this Dr. Chen?"

doctor?Yu Zhuo frowned, stopped in his tracks like a ghost, and leaned against the wall.The stairs to the second floor are connected to the living room on the first floor, and the voice of the conversation can be heard clearly at the stairs, but Liu Xin lowered his voice later, and it reached his ears intermittently.But what can be felt from the dialogue is that this doctor is not a physical doctor, but a psychiatrist.

The next three words that Liu Xin uttered with difficulty fully confirmed what Yu Zhuoyi thought, "Homosexuality." She paused for a long time, as if squeezed out from the depths of her throat, and said slowly and dryly, "I am , I suspect that my son may, have this tendency."

It fell like a bolt from the blue, a bright light flashed through his brain, and then went blank, his legs began to weaken, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, Yu Zhuoyi did not dare to listen to the next conversation, he dragged his heavy The pace slowly returned to the room.

Qiao Jiaxing was still half asleep when he picked up the phone.

The other party asked, "Where is it?"

"At home."

"Where is your home, I will find you."

Qiao Jiaxing followed his consciousness and blasted the house.

"Okay, I'll be there in twenty minutes."

"Oh, good." After finishing speaking, Qiao Jiaxing hung up the phone, turned over and prepared to continue sleeping.

After a while, I woke up suddenly, sat up, took the phone, swiped to the page of the call history, "Damn it!"

"I'm in the pavilion downstairs in your community." Yu Zhuoyi finished the sentence without any emotional ups and downs, as if the current time was not two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, but two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

Qiao Jiaxing put on his coat with his gloves on, and was still wearing pajama pants. He pulled on his slippers and walked out the door lightly, then ran downstairs. As expected, he was really waiting in the pavilion next to the artificial lake downstairs.

Qiao Jiaxing ran all the way over, unable to catch his breath, and quickly asked, "It's late at night, what's the matter?? Is it haunted?"

Yu Zhuo lowered his head for a while, and stared at the lake for a while, but didn't speak.

"No, what's the matter?" Qiao Jiaxing became even more anxious when he saw this.

"Shen Yicheng, does he like you?" Yu Zhuo asked directly with his eyes closed.

"Ah???" Qiao Jiaxing's face was full of black question marks. He couldn't understand where Yu Zhuoyi's question came from, and immediately gave a negative answer, "No, you came here at night to ask me this?" Qiao Jiaxing was speechless.

Yu Zhuoyi didn't care, and asked on his own, "Then has he gotten closer to anyone recently? I mean, boys."

"You."

"No," Yu Zhuo said anxiously, "I mean in school, or, or former classmates or something."

"No, isn't it you?"

"No, I mean, I mean..." Yu Zhuoyi became more anxious, but he couldn't explain why.

"What are you talking about, isn't it you? Don't you all still live under the same roof? Shouldn't you know who he is close to better than me?"

"I mean does he have a boy he likes?"

"No, no, what are you thinking? Didn't you meet his girlfriend before?" Qiao Jiaxing didn't expect Yu Zhuoyi to ask such a question.

"That's right." Yu Zhuoyi laughed at himself and murmured.Then I thought, no, that's fine.He looked at Qiao Jiaxing, apologizing for his impulsive behavior, smiled a little and said unskillfully, "Tonight, I'm sorry, and treat you to dinner another day."

Qiao Jiaxing watched him walk out of the pavilion and his figure stretched continuously under the moonlight, and suddenly felt agitated, "Wait a minute."

"He likes you."

When Yu Zhuo turned his head, he could see slight waves and a faint light in his eyes, and he was stunned.

A burst of regret suddenly surged up, Qiao Jiaxing walked up to Yu Zhuoyi bravely, and said hesitantly, "Would you hate him because of it?"

"No." Yu Zhuoyi said softly, and when he looked up again, the light in his eyes had gone out.

"Do you like him?" Qiao Jiaxing licked his lips nervously, and felt that he seemed to be asking too directly, "I mean, is it possible to like him?"

Yu Zhuoyi closed Qiao Jiaxing's eyes full of hope, shook his head, and tried hard to suppress the trembling of his voice, "No."

Although he had already guessed that the result might be like this, but he still couldn't help being full of disappointment in his heart. What's wrong with Shen Yicheng, shit, it was as if the object was an ordinary girl who rejected his good brother, which made him inexplicably upset.After thinking about it for a while, Qiao Jiaxing suddenly came to his senses, thinking that he must have gone crazy, and the regret just now was multiplied by ten times.

Before he could speak first, Yu Zhuoyi had already said, "I came to see you tonight..."

"Just pretend it never happened." Qiao Jiaxing's tone was also a little indifferent.

"Yeah." Yu Zhuo nodded, showing full agreement.

"By the way," Qiao Jiaxing scratched his head, "Even if you don't like it, don't hate it. After all, he's not bad to you, is he?"

Yu Zhuo nodded, turned around and left without stopping.At night, the cool wind blew past the corners of the eyes, blowing away the heat from the corners of the eyes.

When he returned home from the library at noon and opened the door of the room, he found that Shen Yicheng had come over at some point and fell asleep lying on his bed.The curtains were not drawn, and more than half of the sunlight fell on him. With his eyes closed and his lips tightly closed, he could clearly hear his even and undulating breathing.There are deep dark circles under the eyelids, and I am really tired.

Yu Zhuo pulled off the quilt next to him and gently covered him, then leaned against the desk with folded arms and looked at it for a while.

When I told Liu Xin that I was going to move back to school, the other party responded for a few seconds and quickly agreed, and then seemed afraid that Yu Zhuoyi would think too much, and said that he should concentrate on participating in the competition training, and come home when he has time on weekends.After mentioning it to grandma, she didn't say anything, and asked him to study hard.

There are very few things to move, just a few sets of clothes, and his bed in the dormitory is still there, so it is very convenient to move in.

Life is back on track.

Every morning, I hurried to the classroom with the ringing of the class bell, went over the wall to have breakfast during the recess, and went to the competition class from Monday to Wednesday night. There's a message.

Yu Zhuoyi applied for a new mobile phone number before Song Yangfeng told him that the parent-teacher meeting would be held soon, and then went to the head teacher's office to change the contact information in the contact person column.

After the competition class on Wednesday, Yu Zhuoyi ran to the school gate while holding his mobile phone, "Where are you?"

A man in his forties, wearing a cheap suit, stood a little cautiously by the pillar of the school gate, describing his position to the person on the other side of the phone.

"I saw you."

Yu Zhuoyi hung up the phone, walked over, and took out 100 yuan from his pocket to him.

The man looked at it and said it was too much. He took out 50 yuan from his pocket and asked to give it to Yu Zhuoyi, but Yu Zhuoyi pushed it back.

"Teacher, don't you doubt it?"

"No," the man smiled innocently, "Your grades are very good, you should let your parents come and see."

Yu Zhuoyi gave a casual grace, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay." The man quickly waved his hand, "My son has never made me so proud."

"Then I'll go first."

Yu Zhuo nodded his head, watched people walk to the bus station, heaved a sigh of relief, when he turned around, he saw Shen Yicheng standing behind him at some point.

He put his hands in his pockets, and stared at Yu Zhuoyi with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth. Yu Zhuoyi's heart skipped a beat, and he must have been seen.

"Your father?" There was obvious mockery in the tone.

Yu Zhuoyi knew he was wrong and chose to ignore it, "Why are you here?"

"If I don't come, how do I know you still have a father?"

Yu Zhuoyi clenched his fists and told himself that it was just the other party's angry words, "If there's nothing else, I'll go in first."

"Nothing? Heh," Shen Yicheng chuckled, grabbed Yu Zhuoyi's arm, and stared into his eyes, "Why did you move back to school?"

Yu Zhuoyi did not evade, "I want to participate in the competition."

"Okay, why didn't you tell me?"

"You don't know now." Yu Zhuoyi lowered his eyes.

Shen Yicheng closed his eyes, trying hard to suppress the burning anger in his heart, "Why did you change the contact number?"

"I didn't pass the exam, and I don't want you to know."

What an excuse that sucks.

"Are you my three-year-old kid?!"

Yu Zhuoyi turned his head, bearing the other party's anger.

"What do you think of me?! What do I mean in your heart?! Is it just a joke? Or do you think I'm just a dog that only circles around you?!" He asked loudly, angrily The extent can be felt from the strength of his hand. Every time he said a sentence, he exerted a little force on his hand. In the end, Yu Zhuoyi's fingers began to become cold, and he lost all feeling in his arm.

"Can you say something?!" At the end of the interrogation, there was a bit of pleading. What Shen Yicheng was most afraid of was Yu Zhuoyi's expressionless face, as if nothing could stir up any waves in his heart, as if There is no wave in the sea.

After a long time, Yu Zhuoyi spoke slowly, "I'm sorry, I—" but he was interrupted before he could finish speaking, "Forget it," Shen Yicheng let go of his breath, and slowly put down the hand that was holding him , smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's not your fault, it's my fault."

He turned around, his figure was lonely, and he stopped a taxi by the side of the road.

Yu Zhuo kept his eyes on the direction he was leaving, and didn't take it back until the taxi disappeared from sight. He finished what he had just said with a sob in his throat.

"I, really haven't."