Untouchable Boy [Rebirth]

Chapter 23

The room was very warm. Cheng Qianzhao wore Wanmo's coat and stood in the living room for a while and couldn't wear it anymore. Wanmo found him a set of sportswear from the cabinet and took it out. Cheng Qianzhao went to the bathroom to change. When he came out, he looked Dao Wanmo was busy in the kitchen.

"You want to cook?" He poked his head in.

Wan Mo turned around and looked at Cheng Qianzhao who was wearing his own clothes, "It's quite suitable." Cheng Qianzhao smiled embarrassedly, Wan Mo turned around and continued to work, "Could it be that you know how to cook?"

"No." Cheng Qianzhao said, "But I thought we were going out to eat."

"Today's New Year's Eve." Wan Mo washed the dishes he had chosen, "Is there any place outside that sells food?"

"KFC." Cheng Qianzhao blurted out.

Wan Mo sneered, "Are you going to eat KFC on New Year's Eve? That's fine."

Cheng Qianzhao shook his head, moved closer to Wanmo, "What are you going to do?"

"Dumplings." Wan Mo put the washed vegetables on the chopping board, "And then I'll fry two more dishes later." He said, he took out the ground meat from the refrigerator, mixed it with the vegetables and chopped it.

"You planned to eat so much by yourself before?" Cheng Qianzhao was a little surprised at the amount of food on the chopping board, and Wan Mo glared at him, "You can't finish it on the first day of the new year, but you can still eat it on the fifteenth. Do you have an opinion?" Cheng Qianzhao didn't dare to say anything more, he really had to bow his head under the eaves of others, "Then what can I do for you?"

"Go sit in the living room and watch TV or something." Wan Mo said, "My cooking is average, but it's not unpalatable. You don't have to keep staring at me so worriedly."

"No." Cheng Qianzhao rubbed his nose, turned and went out.

Wan Mo looked up at his back, then lowered his head and continued to do what he was doing.

Cheng Qianzhao turned on the TV, and naturally put on the Spring Festival Gala. After all, he was at someone else’s house, so he still felt a little uncomfortable. Although he seemed to be familiar with Wanmo in the text message, he was also familiar with 2012 in 2.0...

2.0!correct!

He slapped his thigh, then sighed a little annoyed, and nestled back on the sofa. According to the agreement, tomorrow is the day to meet 2.0. In fact, he is quite looking forward to it. The main reason is the gift he mentioned, what kind of gift will it be? Woolen cloth?After thinking about it for so long, I won't have a chance to know it tomorrow, and maybe I won't have a chance to know it in the future.

Isn't this the rhythm to kill his curiosity?

So in life, many things can be met but cannot be sought. The more you want to know something, the less you can know it, the more you want something, the less you will get it.

After a while, Wan Mo brought out the prepared stuffing and put it on the dining table, took out the dumpling wrappers he had bought earlier, and looked up at Cheng Qianzhao, who was sitting upright and watching him, "Can you make dumplings? Help me."

"Let me try!" Cheng Qianzhao was called, and immediately ran to him excitedly, thought for a while, washed his hands first, and then came back to pick up the dumpling wrappers, "I haven't wrapped them before, but I just pinched them Together, it's not too difficult."

Wanmo didn't say a word, he learned how to make dumplings from his mother, but he knew that Cheng Qianzhao had a bad relationship with his parents, so he didn't mention it.

Cheng Qianzhao really only managed to pinch the dumpling wrappers together, without any sense of beauty, and the movements were still very slow. On the other hand, Wan Mo squeezed with both hands, one at a time, beautifully and quickly.

"How did you do it?" Cheng Qianzhao stood next to Wanmo, watching his technique carefully.

"That's it." Wan Mo stretched out his hand in front of Cheng Qianzhao, and immediately demonstrated, "Put the edge of the dumpling wrapper on the jaws of both hands, apply light force, and pinch... well, it's done."

Cheng Qianzhao thought it was amazing, picked one up and tried it himself, but it was still ugly, but it saved a lot of time, so he leaned over to watch the movements of Wan Mo's hand, "This kung fu...isn't something that can't be practiced for ten or eight years. Come out?"

Wanmo didn't speak, and Cheng Qianzhao was also quietly studying hard. The background music was the Spring Festival Gala, and those programs that had been going on for more than ten years, Cheng Qianzhao's home didn't have the atmosphere of the New Year. Strangers or good friends make dumplings together after an inexplicable time travel, which is quite magical.

And... Wanmo's hands are also pretty.

"You pack it first, I'll do other things." Wan Mo said, then turned and went into the kitchen.

Cheng Qianzhao has never cooked, and he has never participated in the cooking of his mother at home. All the warmth belongs to Cheng Yuzhao. This time, he suddenly felt a little regretful.

Wan Mo said that his cooking is average, maybe Cheng Qianzhao doesn't pay much attention to what he eats, he thinks it's pretty good, the color is bright, and the taste is good, maybe because it's New Year's Eve, he even put out a plate, Cheng Qianzhao doesn't know Is it because there are suddenly more people like him, and Wanmo temporarily added more food, otherwise, it would be too much for him to eat alone, let alone fifteen, twenty-five would not be able to finish it.

Wanmo didn't talk much during the meal, and Cheng Qianzhao felt that it was a little awkward for the two of them not to chat, "How old are you?"

"I'm a dog."

"Me too, we are the same age!"

Wanmo gave him a cold look, "If it's at the same level, it's not uncommon to be in the same year, right?"

Cheng Qianzhao shook his head, "It's not unusual, but it's not unusual. The main reason is that although we are the same age, our abilities are much different. Look at you, you can do everything, but I can't."

"There is a specialization in art." Wan Mo took a mouthful of vegetables and put them in Cheng Qianzhao's bowl.

"It's not the same, look at you, even when you encounter such a bizarre thing like me, you are quite calm. I disappeared in a blink of an eye and you didn't respond, and you didn't react when I came back in a blink of an eye."

"How should I react?" Wan Mo said, "Are you scared to pee?"

Cheng Qianzhao was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Do you usually talk like this?"

"how?"

"I feel that you always say these cold jokes in your text messages, but you seem to be a very serious person in life." Cheng Qianzhao said.

Wan Mo said, "The two of us couldn't send WeChat at that time, otherwise we could use voice, and so did I."

The food was indeed prepared too much, the last two of them worked hard but they didn't even finish the dumplings, Cheng Qianzhao helped Wanmo clean up the dining table and lay down on the sofa and couldn't get up again.

"Hey, it's so easy to celebrate the New Year, we should drink." Cheng Qianzhao raised his eyelids and looked at Wan Mo and said.

Wanmo was cleaning the table, "That's right, but I don't have any at home. Let's buy some tomorrow."

Cheng Qianzhao pouted, and was a little inexplicably happy to hear the word "tomorrow" come out of his mouth, "I'm talking first, I might really bother you for a long time, since I let you go If I go home, I can’t go home, I don’t have any money with me, I said before that my wallet and everything are in Xu Jiayu’s place, I have to ask him to mail it back to me, and I have to take care of what happened these days.”

"Yeah." Wan Mo looked very easy-going, "It's up to you, I live alone, it's okay if you have one more, and I can lend you money temporarily."

Cheng Qianzhao felt that Wan Mo was very kind and reliable at the moment.

"By the way." Wan Mo said, "I don't have too many rules, mainly because you don't have particularly bad habits, but how long you live with me, you have to abide by my only bottom line."

"What?" Cheng Qianzhao sat up with his arms propped up and listened.

"You are not allowed to bring anyone else back." Wan Mo said, "Both men and women are not allowed."

The two of them were chatting with each other, during which time Wanmo answered the phone, said a few words, and ran to the balcony to say, not long after he came back, he called his parents to say New Year greetings.

Cheng Qianzhao just remembered that he should call home, his parents took turns to say a few words, and Cheng Yuzhao also exchanged a few words with him, but Cheng Qianzhao was still in the mood of Cheng Yuzhao in 2012, and reacted violently to this Cheng Yuzhao However, when I had nothing to say, I hung up the phone, and then called Xu Jiayu. Compared with Cheng Qianzhao's parents and elder brother, Xu Jiayu was obviously more enthusiastic. It was a pleasant surprise. After talking for a long time, Cheng Qianzhao took the trouble to explain to him in detail. It had been a long time since Wanmo called.

Wanmo didn't have a suitable charger at home, and Cheng Qianzhao planned to go out and buy one tomorrow. Just as he sat down, Xu Jiayu called Wanmo again, fearing that Cheng Qianzhao would disappear while chatting with him. It's all a little funny.

Cheng Qianzhao felt quite emotional, he had no friends in these few years, only Xu Jiayu, as if he could accept whatever he became, it didn't matter if he liked a man, as long as he wasn't the one he liked, it didn't matter if he traveled to the past, as long as he came back.

Xu Jiayu's request to him was as simple as that, and he even asked him to go to his house to celebrate the New Year, but Cheng Qianzhao refused. No matter how good the relationship is during the Chinese New Year, he can't disturb his family reunion.

Should it be thanks to Wanmo's parents who are big-hearted?

After a few phone calls, the two of them finally made it to an unforgettable night.

"Where do I sleep tonight?" Cheng Qianzhao yawned and asked.

"You can either sleep on the bed with me, or sleep on the sofa by yourself, but I don't have any extra quilts here." Wan Mo said simply and rudely.

"Damn, are you asking me to choose?" Cheng Qianzhao felt a little funny.

"I'm serious, I never entertain people here, and I don't have anything for guests."

Cheng Qianzhao looked around, "I've always wanted to ask, you, a student, live outside with a TV, a sofa, and a kitchen, isn't this your own house?"

"No." Wanmo said, "I brought all these furniture with me when I rented it, and I only rented it because the condition was good."

Cheng Qianzhao nestled on the sofa and did not move, and Wan Mo did not move. After a while, Cheng Qianzhao jumped up from the sofa, "Come on! Buddy, let's sleep together!"

Wanmo smiled, "As far as you and I are in the same bed, I'm really afraid that something will happen."

"Anyway, I can hold back. If you can't hold back, I won't refuse, but you have to be responsible afterwards." Cheng Qianzhao said.

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[2016.01.26. The bug has been caught. 】

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When Wanmo was very young, he discovered that he had a very strange pair of parents.

Mom and Dad seem to have not accepted his appearance, so he didn't say hello and showed up by himself. The two adults haven't learned how to be a competent parent. Dad often regards him as a buddy, and Mom treats him more like A younger brother is not like a son. If there is anything, the three of them always discuss together, and the parents often listen to his opinions.

As he grew up a bit, he became somewhat confused about his place in the family.

But probably because of this, Wanmo was able to live independently very early on. What he wanted to do didn’t need to be discussed with his parents, just a greeting was enough. His parents were very reassuring about him, and he could always live up to expectations and do the most correct things. According to my judgment, I have lived alone since junior high school, not because I can’t get along with my parents or anything, but because his parents are very casual people, and they take a "just go" trip from time to time. The flood of inspirational novels spread to his home, and the result was that he often woke up to only see the sticky notes and money left by his parents.

When he was in junior high school, his home was a little far from the school, and he had to take a bus or ride a bicycle for 10 minutes to get there every day. Wanmo decided to go out and live by himself. The school did not accept junior high school boarding students, so he had to settle for the next best thing and live far away from the school. It's a little closer, which is quite convenient.

But maybe it is also because of this that Wanmo's emotional radar is a little slow, and the reflection arc is very long. Even his parents didn't notice this, because he didn't notice it himself. It seems that his understanding of emotions is inherently more difficult than others .

He has never worshiped a certain idol, nor has anyone he really likes, what he wants to do, Wanmo is out of tune with his peers, most of his classmates will think that he is indifferent, talks less, is not easy to get along with, and does not get along with his parents like an ordinary family , so that he was suddenly pushed into the school, which is not a small interpersonal circle, and he was a little at a loss for a moment, so most of the time he simply didn't say anything. He would rather be called cold than make people think he is stupid. This is the bottom line of his life.

There are not many friends, but gradually, he enjoys this state, the state of living alone.

You don't need others to listen to you, you don't need to listen to others, you don't need to eat with others, and you don't need to exercise with others.

Wanmo prefers to watch movies alone, cook and eat alone, listen to music alone, and run around the streets when he has nothing to do.

Wanmo likes himself like this very much, and this situation lasted until high school, to be exact, when he was about to take the college entrance examination.

Because that boy, the boy in the next class, is pretty good-looking, clean, sunny, and always smiling. Every time Wan Mo meets him in the corridor, he can't help but take a look at him, and that boy smiles at him without hesitation. Laughing, Wan Mo felt ashamed as if someone had discovered some secret, but he had such a reserved but cold personality, after experiencing it a few times, he was afraid that the other party would feel that there was always hostility in his eyes, full of suspicion. With such an embarrassing mood, he found that something was different about him.

Indifference is the appearance, unresponsiveness is the heart, and he doesn't know why he has unclear cognition of certain things. For example, he probably likes men.

Because he likes to see the clean boy named Cheng Qianzhao in the next class, he likes to listen to his voice, he likes to secretly watch him go to his class to borrow books from familiar people, and before leaving, he smiles at him, there is something in his smile Miserably a little impurity, all of a sudden, he laughed into his heart.

On this day, a big incident happened in the class next door, and soon spread throughout the whole grade.

It has something to do with Cheng Qianzhao. I heard that there was a girl in their class who confessed to Cheng Qianzhao. Cheng Qianzhao said, "It's useless to be my girlfriend. I can think about being my sister, because I like boys."

It was generous, without the slightest twitch, and he just said it.

In front of the whole class, when get out of class is over.

The girl cried on the spot, but Cheng Qianzhao didn't say a word, just stood there with his hands in his pockets, the habitual smile finally disappeared from his face.

In the second class, Wanmo deliberately helped the teacher move the books to class one. As expected, the atmosphere in the whole class was very gloomy. There was a girl lying on her stomach in the first row, and two girls sitting next to her whispered something in her ear. Qian Zhao is not bad, sitting in the last row with a blank expression on his face, he doesn't know what book he's reading, he doesn't seem to care about the things around him at all, in fact, other people don't deliberately stay away from him, but Wanmo always feels that other people and Cheng Qianzhao Unconsciously opened the distance.

This kid is absolutely crazy.

Wan Mo whispered in his heart.

The teacher suddenly called his name to thank him for his initiative to be courteous, Wan Mo suddenly raised his head, turned his head again, just in time to meet Cheng Qianzhao's gaze, the kid suddenly smiled at him, the same smile, without any impurities, Laughing so heartlessly, it's true.

Wan Mo felt that he must be crazy too, to have a feeling...maybe it could be called...heartbeat speeding up when he saw a boy's smile.

He turned around and ran out of the first group. It can be said that he fled in a desperate situation, but no one chased him out.

After going back that day, he checked a lot of information about homosexuality on the Internet, including various gay posts. The more he read, the more chilled he became, and the more he read, the more he looked like a drowning person.

Wanmo didn't understand when Cheng Qianzhao found out that he was... gay, and how he accepted it easily, and admitted it directly in front of so many people, Wanmo felt from the bottom of his heart that such a group of people were cursed, although He doesn't believe in gods, but he still feels that such a group should not exist. Even if it exists, it is reasonable, so why him?

Wanmo doesn't believe in evil, and doesn't believe that he really likes a boy. If this happened to an ordinary boy who has accepted his orientation, it would probably be something to be happy about, but Wanmo can't be happy, he doesn't like it at all. willing to admit.

He began to explore that unknown field a little bit, covering movies, music, stories, academic papers, understandable and incomprehensible, all dabbled in. Since then, there has been a secret in his heart, and a person, trying to hide it, Very afraid of being discovered by others.

After the college entrance examination, the school organized a symposium to send off the graduates. At the end of the meeting, Wan Mo was blocked in the corridor by the person who was most afraid to face him. For the first time, he felt that he was really timid. Eyes can't do it.

"Hey." He heard the man say, "I'm Cheng Qianzhao from Class [-], you know that I like boys, right?"

Wan Mo clenched his hands a little bit, and saw someone walking by and watching beside them, and looked up at Cheng Qianzhao, with that damned dazzling smile.

"I like you." Wan Mo heard Cheng Qianzhao say that, "The boy I like is you."

Wan Mo didn't know what expression was on his face, was it funny?Otherwise, why would there be bustling people pointing and pointing around?Cheng Qianzhao's smile did not disappear, as if he was waiting for his answer, waiting patiently.

"Pervert." Wan Mo heard himself grit his teeth and spit out these two words, but his hands finally relaxed. He didn't dare to see Cheng Qianzhao's reaction, and walked over expressionlessly, but bumped into Cheng Qianzhao's shoulder because of his unsteady footsteps. However, he didn't apologize, he didn't even look back, he just looked at the end of the corridor, and walked out without hesitation.

Wan Mo regretted it, he was sure he regretted it, but so what?

I'm sorry, but I also like men, and the one I like is you.

He probably wouldn't be able to say such words in his life, and he couldn't say them.

After that day, Wanmo never saw Cheng Qianzhao again. He locked himself at home every day and didn't even answer the phone calls from Li Yan, who he had the best relationship with. It seemed like punishment, but why did he punish himself?He didn't understand that it was obviously wrong for a man to like another man.

When Wan Mo couldn't figure it out, he searched for an address on the Internet. It was a gay bar. He went there with the mentality of wanting to spy on that circle, and was soon accosted. Tolerance, instinctive repulsion, disgusting, I went out after staying in it for less than 10 minutes. Unexpectedly, the man stared at him and followed him out.

Later, he met that person.

It was Cheng Qianzhao, but it wasn't. He originally thought it was Cheng Qianzhao, but when that person smiled at him in front of him, he didn't feel like it. The Cheng Qianzhao he knew, and the Cheng Qianzhao who said he liked him, had a clean and clear smile. And the one in front of him always had a hint of involuntary and helpless in his smile.

Afterwards, the man said that he came from four years ago, which was obviously the most unbelievable word, but Wan Mo believed it without any doubt. I didn't give him a chance.

This Cheng Qianzhao came, but that Cheng Qianzhao disappeared.

Even though he has the protagonist's smile, but he is a cannon fodder, Wan Mo is a little sad, and he doesn't know who it is for.

"He didn't retaliate against you like this, it really is true love." After the person in front of him said this, Wan Mo's heart seemed to be squeezed tightly, and then loosened.

After talking to Cheng Qianzhao... no, according to the order he gave himself, it was Cheng Qianzhao 1.0.

After getting along with Cheng Qianzhao 1.0, Wan Mo finally understands that his orientation cannot be changed. All he can do is accept it, and maybe he can live a good life like the two Cheng Qianzhaos. Why do he care so much about other people’s opinions? Woolen cloth?Isn't the person you care about the most important?But...the person I cared about might be because he disappeared.

Cheng Qianzhao 1.0 told him about the New Year of 2015. The movie said that the New Year is the best time to forgive everything and start over. Wan Mo and Cheng Qianzhao 1.0 made an appointment to meet each other on the morning of the first day of junior high school. To face my own heart, since I can't say sorry to Cheng Qianzhao, I hope that through Cheng Qianzhao 1.0, the other one can gain some perception.

Even if it is parallel time and space, they can be linked together, there must be some kind of power in the dark.

Wan Mo intends to tell Cheng Qianzhao everything about 1.0, and intends to tell him the wish he is about to make.

"I like Cheng Qianzhao, the one from before, the clean boy who always loves to smile, like nothing can be defeated, with endless courage, I am honored and delighted to be liked by him, because I like him too, long ago.

Just like you like Wanmo 1.0, 2.0 likes 2.0, 1.0 likes 1.0, there is no room for ambiguity.

If there is a God in the world, if God can really hear my wishes, I will tell him that I am no longer afraid to face my heart, I hope to have the opportunity to say sorry to him, I hope, again Seeing that smile, I am willing to give anything.

Please let everything start again, please forgive me who was not proactive or responsible in the past, I will follow my heart in the future, if possible... please return that person to me.

I hope the gods don't think I'm greedy. I made this wish to atone for my sin. "

Wan Mo said it silently in his heart. The summer morning was not very hot, and there were not many people in the amusement park. He was a little nervous, so he said it silently in his heart again, and then took out his phone to check the time. The time they agreed on had already passed. Two 10 minutes.

Wan Mo sighed, looked up at the intersection, and saw Cheng Qianzhao, who also saw him the moment he looked up, Wan Mo beckoned to him, beckoning him to come over, Cheng Qianzhao walked towards him, Because of Cheng Qianzhao's late arrival, Wan Mo was a little annoyed. Before he could say something, the person who was standing close to him suddenly smiled at him, "What a coincidence, why are you here?"

A familiar voice, a familiar smile.

This time Wanmo didn't feel his heart beating faster, he felt his heart beating stop.

The world also stopped, leaving only the smile in front of me.