know the enemy

Lu Jia's first choice for the college entrance examination was Mu Wenran's university. As one can imagine, Lu Jia's grades were not up to standard and he was not admitted.Bai Yi's first choice was a city a little further away. Children of this age wanted to visit further places, but they were not accepted either.

Received the admission notice of the second choice in July, Lu Jia and Bai Yi are still in the same school, this is negotiated with Bai's father and mother.Lu Jia hadn't planned to leave home too far, Bai Yi thought for a long time and finally compromised with his parents, so their college entrance examination application forms were almost the same.

In mid-August, Mu Wenran flew to the United States.

The day before Mu Wenran left, Lu Jia was still sitting on his bed and asking things: "Did you bring all your clothes? Where are your pants? Are you wearing socks?"

Mu Wenran kicked the suitcase next to the bed: "It's all inside, you can open it and have a look."

Lu Jia waved his hand: "No, no, it's not good to turn out the underwear."

Mu Wenran knew that he was looking for something to talk about. These days, Lu Jia came here almost every day. The two of them actually didn't have many topics to talk about. Most of the time, Lu Jia sat on the sofa and watched TV, while he sat silently, occasionally Look at Luke.

After a while, Lu Jia was still worried, and asked, "Aren't you going to check again, what if you forget to bring something?"

Mu Wenran: "You can mail it over."

Lu Jia blinked: "How expensive is that, can we be more thrifty, ah?"

Mu Wenran got up and patted his head: "Then I'll take you there?"

Knowing that Mu Wenran was joking, Lu Jia raised his head and said, "No, the postage must be very expensive when I send it."

Mu Wenran pinched Lu Jia's earlobe, this is a small gesture that happened a long time ago.

Lu Jia tilted his head and clamped Mu Wenran's hand, and smiled to himself, revealing a slight dimple.The former teenager is still as naive as a child, but he is not blindly naive, he just likes to open his arms to those close to him.

Mu Wenran was about to leave, but Lu Jia didn't say that he should keep in touch there, and didn't ask him to come back often. Lu Jia just asked if there was anything he forgot to bring.

Mu Wenran didn't have anything to take with him, only people who wanted to but couldn't.

Lu Jia didn't go to see off the plane, and Mu Wenran didn't mention it either.So the next morning, only Mu Xian showed up at the airport.

"I've already told your mother that she and your brother are waiting for you over there. Take care of yourself when you get there."

Mu Wenran took a deep look at Mu Xian, and said "Thank you" seriously.

Mu Xian smiled: "Is it polite to be with your uncle?"

Mu Wenran shook his head, not knowing where to start.

Mu Xian has never been married. He used to think that Mu Wenran's sullen face was very funny when he was young, and he couldn't help teasing him. Later, he regarded Mu Wenran as his half son, and took care of him more than his real father, Mu Zhangcheng.

It's just that some things can't be given by just anyone, and Mu Wenran grew up alone after all.

"Lu Jia didn't come?" Mu Xian asked.

"Why is he here? To cry?"

Mu Xian laughed and shook his head: "Let's go, your thoughts are still the same when you come back...I won't stop you." When Mu Xian said this, the first thing Mu Xian thought of was after the old man's birthday, Mu Wenran said goodbye in a hurry. A figure rushing across the road.

Mu Wenran didn't even notice it himself, the affection in his eyes was so obvious that outsiders might not be able to see through it, but Mu Xian could guess it.

It is the most dangerous thing to get stuck in it without knowing it. Sooner or later, Mu Wenran will realize what that obsession means, but as time goes by, those youthful vows will eventually be blown away by the wind. Distance is the sharpest sword. Cut off all reluctance and longing.

Mu Xian didn't think that by then, Mu Wenran would still take that step unswervingly.

It's just that he probably didn't expect that Mu Wenran kissed Lu Jia when he didn't know what he was thinking.That kiss meant nothing, and it meant everything.

If liking is a desire to possess, it must be him.

Mu Wenran knew that he liked Lu Jia.

Feelings are tangled threads, he wants to wrap him up and think he belongs to him alone.

After Mu Wenran left, Bai Yi was the happiest. In the last week of the holiday, he was smiling all day long, and he used to dance when he walked.

Lu Jia was very at a loss, not knowing why Bai Yi was so happy.Bai Yi didn't understand either, he thought Lu Jia would be sad, but after a few days of observation, Lu Jia should do what he should do, get up early in the morning to go to work, and go home on time at night, nothing unusual.But that's why it's weird, Bai Yi always feels that something is wrong but can't explain it.

After school started, Lu Jia made new friends. It was his first time living in a dormitory. The dormmates were all friendly people, so he was quite happy.He and Mu Wenran would contact occasionally, but Lu Jia's classes were full, and Mu Wenran's side was not easy, and the two of them didn't communicate much.

The teacher suddenly assigned homework in the last class on Friday, and Lu Jia had the illusion of returning to high school. He honestly wrote down the homework and prepared to go to the library to write it on Saturday.

Lu Jia's roommates are all from other places, and they plan to go out for a walk during the holidays. Lu Jia woke up naturally after sleeping and found that he was alone in the dormitory. He sat on the bed in a daze for more than ten seconds before slowly getting up to wash up.

Because there was no one in the dormitory, Lu Jia was going to do his homework in the dormitory, set up a small table on the bed, and took out the books, paper and pens to be used. The weather was fine today, so he opened half the windows on purpose to enjoy the refreshing wind. blow in.

He wrote for a long time, until he came across a topic that he didn't know, and the pen tip paused on the paper. At that moment, he thought of a lot, thinking that Mu Wenran was not there, there was no one in the dormitory, and he couldn't do this question. ...

Tears rolled in his eyes, Lu Jia didn't dare to blink and tried to keep them open. How could he hand in the homework that he had written so hard, if it was blurred.He pushed the textbook away, wiped away his tears and sat there in a daze, then lowered his head after a while, and the tears fell drop by drop.

Lu Jia didn't cry when Mu Wenran left, because he knew he would come back.But when he thought that he couldn't do this question, why was he so sad?

Lu Jia patted his chest to comfort himself: "Don't write, don't write, let's not write."

It's those details that are so vivid.The first thing that comes to Lujia's mind when encountering a question that he doesn't know is Mu Wenran.

Do you know that feeling?Subconsciously thought of a person, and suddenly realized that he was not here.A foot in the air, unable to land.

Luke slowly covered his eyes, he had to admit he was still a little sad.It's not sad to part, it's just sad that I won't be able to tell Mu Wenran about many things in the future.

For example, he has to ask other students about this question that he doesn't know.