"Go back, go back..."

The young man murmured, and suddenly lowered his head. His white fingers covered his face. His voice was full of desolation. He was wronged like a lost child. He just emphasized to go back quietly.

Where to go back? He wants to run out, who will give him back? What the hell is he thinking

"Did you go back to the airport?" the driver asked

The other person didn't speak.

The driver looked at the rearview mirror strangely, and his eyes fell on the 18-year-old.

Slender, beautiful, absolutely God's favorite.

His fingers are very long and white. They are like works of art. He lowers his head, his white face is against his palm, and his other hand is holding a mobile phone tightly. I don't know why, his knuckles are white.

Although I have never known each other, the driver seems to be able to feel a flustered and helpless mood, in the other side's white knuckles and the expression blocked by long fingers. It's like a child left behind by an adult.

Dare not ask what, the driver quickly lost his head.

The car drove back to the airport.

Midway, the mobile phone suddenly vibrates.

The young man almost immediately raised his hand and showed his covered face. On his beautiful white cheek, his blue eyes were full of broken light, and his cold fingertips held the mobile phone. He could see the name on it.

Looking for the island between the delicate eyebrows and eyes suddenly passed by irritability.

He turned off the voice, ignored, raised his hand, gently rubbed his eyes, looked out of the window silently.

After a while, the phone vibrated again.

Looking for Zhou to close the lips, pick up the phone, tone impatiently to that end way: "I don't go to participate."

Immediately hung up the phone, white fingers slip, name into the blacklist, action is very decisive.

At last there was silence.

The teenager leans against the back seat, delicate eyebrows are somewhat low, suppressing the panic in the bottom of my heart.

..

Xunzhou felt like a fool.

I went abroad for no reason, but I came back again, less than a day before and after.

When he was on the plane, he was staring out of the window, but his heart was full of anger and boredom. I tried to calm myself down, but I couldn't sleep with my eyes closed. I could only purr my lips and endure.

On the way, the boy took out his mobile phone again, slid his fingertips on it and turned out the photo.

Blue eyes and a little aggrieved, young people holding mobile phone knuckles slightly white, action is very heavy into the pocket, do not understand what their temper.

I always think I like boys.

Finally understood, and the first time to be persuaded to confess, he should be very happy?

Xunzhou clenched his fingers and puffed up his white cheek. He couldn't understand what he was thinking.

When he came back to China, the party was over long ago. The young man's fingertips gently touched the screen, and his impatience and anger did not subside. However, he had no reason to see each other or question him.

Like a psychopath.

The youth nests on the sofa, silently drooping eyes.

The mobile phone is between the white fingers. The temperature of the fingers is even colder than the shell. The black collar covers half of the face, like a cat trying to shrink itself in the warmth.

He thought slowly.

Does she think that he is now abroad, participating in the school anniversary with the so-called "sweetheart"?

Young suddenly raised his lips, beautiful smile in a trace of cool, blue as the cat's pupil, revealed a very cold very light meaning, but also like some sad.

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