The Records of the Library

On February 2019, [-], the tenth day of the lunar calendar, University A is still on winter vacation.

He Ai hurried down the stairs, before finding anyone, she raised her voice and called out, "Aunt Le, is there anything to cover the dark circles under your eyes?"

"It's ready, it's on the table." Min Lele was busy turning the eggs over without looking back.

"I saw it."

He Ai walked into the dining room, grabbed the concealer pen, and wiped it under the eyes of the mirror on the refrigerator door to cover it roughly, then turned her face left and right to make sure that the marks would not be too heavy.

He Qishan blew on the coffee, looked up at his blind son, and commented: "Exaggerated."

He Ai turned a deaf ear, washed his hands with a pen, picked up a piece of baked whole wheat toast, sat opposite He Qishan, and said concisely: "The key to GTR."

He Qishan took out the car key from his pocket, hung it on his fingertips and gave it to him in a hurry, and said in a low voice, "I repeat. First, you must concentrate on driving. Second, the car can only carry people. Third, don't come back tonight."

He Ai snatched the key into her hand, "I know."

He finished his toast, took his coat and luggage and went out.

This day was cloudless, the sun was thin, and the weather was a bit cold, like a harbinger of rainy days. The surface of the building in sight was gray, and there were bare crape myrtle trees by the roadside, with criss-cross branches. There are green shoots on the tip.

He Ai made a phone call to Lan Ting, and the other person quickly picked it up, her voice couldn't hold back her excitement: "Good morning, Xiao Ai, are you coming?"

"I'll pick you up now. Have you had breakfast?"

"Eating." Lan Ting Gulu took a sip of soy milk, and his voice became sweeter, "How long will you be here?"

"About half an hour."

At the intersection, there was another red light, and He Ai tapped impatiently on the edge of the steering wheel with her fingertips, "Do you wear glasses?"

"Why do you always want to see me wearing glasses?" Lan Ting muttered in the earphones, "I'm wearing them. I was so ugly when I passed by the mirror just now, how ugly."

"Student, please show some respect to my first love."

Lan Ting laughed a few times: "Then come quickly, your first love said he missed you."

When He Ai saw Lan Ting, he was blowing the wind on the curb with his coat pockets in his hands, he never shrugged his shoulders and shrunk his neck no matter how cold it was, his back was straight, he looked like a handsome senior in the rumors, when he saw the car pull over, he was full of smiles Di waved at He Ai.

He Ai wanted to get out of the car to pick him up, but Lan Ting had already opened the door and sat in. The car was well heated, and a layer of cold fog formed on his glasses instantly.

The shadow of He Ai approached vaguely, pressed him on the seat, and first pecked at the tip of his nose that was red from the cold. The things hidden under the windbreaker were between the two of them, making the sound of splashing water. Lan Ting reached out to take it. Come out and stick it on He Ai's cheeks.

"Clang clang! Milk tea."

"Wait and drink." He Ai kissed his pear dimple again, "It seems like we haven't seen each other for a century."

Lan Ting couldn't wait for the mist to dissipate slowly, and pushed his glasses to the top of his hair, He Ai's face was very close at hand, and his clear pupils stared at him perfectly.

"I see you every night. Is grandpa's house fun?"

"It's still the same as when I was a child. I went to see my mother on the morning of New Year's Eve. Mao Ziqi always quarreled with me. I knew he didn't want to let me down, but he was really naive. My relatives avoided mentioning her in front of me. After I said it It has changed a lot, and I think she should hope that most people will think of her with a smile, so that she will feel at ease. In short, everything is fine, but I don’t think so well of you.”

He Ai stared at him like he couldn't get tired of watching.

The imaginary kiss did not come, Lan Ting took the initiative to raise his chin, and tasted the lips in front of him, He Ai hugged him tightly, Lan Ting protected the two cups of milk tea that were almost crushed, and put his arms on his shoulders, The warm smell on He Ai's skin filled his breath.

He Ai kissed him back even more deeply, her dry lips and tongue gradually became sticky, moist and inextricable.

"Brother, I really miss you." He Ai pressed against his forehead, her breath and heartbeat were chaotic, and she wanted to drown in Lan Ting's eyes with all her heart.

Lan Ting rubbed the tip of his nose affectionately, then lightly touched his lips, "You're still acting like a spoiled child when you see me. Let's go, we won't stop here for a long time."

He Ai fastened the seat belt for him, then fastened her own, compromised and said, "Okay, anyway, today is still long."

Before He Ai got his driver's license, he switched gears with Lan Ting, who had been driving for two years before getting on the highway.If He Ai hadn't drank two cups of milk tea and was so anxious to break the window, she might not be able to reach the hot spring villa until after lunch.

It was probably during the holidays, and they happened to be a couple when they checked in. From the front door to the head of the bed, there were scattered flower petals. Scented candles and rose boxes were placed on the windowsill table, and two towels were folded in the center of the big bed. Heart-shaped swans.It was the first time in He Ai's life that he enjoyed this kind of service, so he took a photo to commemorate it.

There is an open-air private spring in the villa, so you don't have to go to the big soup pool to face each other with strangers, they order meals to the room, and eat while soaking in the soup.After eating, I packed up my equipment and went to the ski resort without stopping.

Both of them had the basics of skiing, so they went directly to the high-level trail. On the cable car, He Ai clasped Lan Ting's five fingers and said that he wanted to show off his skills.As a result, God intentionally made him embarrassed, and just as he was about to straighten his body, the car overturned. Lan Ting slid on the skis, followed steadily behind, and witnessed the whole process of him falling into the snow.

When He Ai heard his laughter, she simply lay down and pretended to be dead.

"Get up, it's very dangerous." Lan Ting stopped and tapped his helmet with a snow pole, "Wait until someone hits you."

He Ai stretched out her hands towards Lan Ting, "Brother, pull me."

Lan Ting helplessly dragged the man up, and brushed off the snow dust from the jacket for him, "Aren't you going to the diving platform? Let's go, I'll help you record your heroic appearance below."

He Ai said: "No more, I want to skate slowly with my brother now. How about I teach my brother how to skateboard?"

Lan Ting shook his head, "I don't have a sense of balance, and I can't keep my butt when I play veneer."

"I'll support you." He Ai wrapped his arms around his waist, "This way."

Lan Ting's face turned red instantly, and he struggled twice, "How slippery is this, many people are watching."

He Ai lowered her face and approached him, "Brother doesn't care what they do, just watch me."

Lan Ting tilted his head to hide, but just as he lowered his eyelashes, he raised them again and said, "It's raining!"

He Ai also felt a certain piece of skin on the back of her neck was cold, and then on her face, big raindrops fell and hit the helmet with a muffled sound.

"Go down first."

They skied fast, passed the novice who had fallen all over to avoid the rain, and was able to occupy a position in the ski shop where the air was ventilated and the rain would not be caught.The torrential rain is coming fast, and it hasn't seen its decline for a long time. Snow and fog formed on the high slopes in the distance, and the thick white enveloped the slides and cable cars. It is expected that today will not be able to slide.

Lan Ting waited for the rain to stop until he was drowsy. The crisp sound of the rain hitting the eaves was really hypnotizing. He woke up early and had to spend too much time driving.He Ai hugged him, put that head lightly on her shoulder, and let him squint against her for a while.

Soon, the ski resort was informed that the ski resort would be closed for the day, Lan Ting was interrupted by the broadcast, and hadn't regained his energy, his sleepy eyes were dazed, and He Ai helped him to change his clothes back.

Back in the room, it was dark and the rain was still falling. Lan Ting took a nap in the car, which relieved her sleepiness. The two of them had dinner in the room again, watching the rain drop by drop drop by drop into the hot spring pool outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. , tearing out countless circles of ripples on the surface of the water.

He Ai carefully calculated in her heart, "It rains almost every date."

"It's the rainy season, the warm air is coming back." Lan Ting peeled off a shrimp and piled it on He Ai's plate, "Xiao Ai doesn't like rainy days?"

He Ai turned his eyes back to Lan Ting's face. Because he said he liked it, Lan Ting wore glasses all day long. He had a high degree of prescription, so the glasses were naturally heavy, and there were two tired red marks on the bridge of his nose.

"Every time it rains in high school, I think about my brother. I also want to not bring an umbrella next time, to see if you will show up, and give me another ride, but after thinking about it, forget it. I don't think I can bear the price of disappointment. Later, my mentality changed, and I felt that every time it rained, it was like reliving my first love."

Lan Ting's ears were red, he peeled off the shrimp skin, and put it in his own mouth this time, "I also said, how can there be such a face-blind idiot like you who has been in love with first love all day long."

He Ai confessed generously: "Blame me, blame me for being too blind to recognize my beautiful brother."

"Not sincere."

Lan Ting feigned anger, and peeled another shrimp and came over. He Ai bit the shrimp and bit his knuckles at the same time, scraping the tip of his tongue over the fingertips, sweeping away the remaining spicy taste of the Tom Yum Kung soup, and Lan Ting was stunned. With soft eyes, he was warning him to "eat well".

"Today is our first Valentine's Day, and it's almost over. I haven't confessed my love to me, so I'm not sincere."

Lan Ting turned against the general: "You didn't even send flowers."

He Ai asked: "Could it be that brother has flowers for me?"

"The rain has stopped!" Lan Ting pointed out the window.

Of course He Ai would not buy it a second time, her chin rested on Lan Ting's thigh, her dark eyes eagerly looked at him: "Where did brother hide the flowers?"

Lan Ting had nothing to do with him, and rubbed the top of his hair with the back of his clean hand, "Good boy, I'll show you later."

The rain had really stopped, the humidity was thick and lingering, and the skin and hair were wet and cold.

After changing the water in the hot spring pool, He Ai took the lead in soaking in it, lying on the side of the pool to tune the sound, with his arm muscles showing distinct lines.Absently, he kept cutting songs, and finally switched to random mode.

"I'm coming."

Lan Ting wrapped a bath towel around his waist, trotted to the edge of the pool, first tested the water temperature with his toes, and let out a soft hiss.

He Ai stood up and helped him, "Brother, only nudity is allowed here."

"who said it."

Lan Ting said, but he left the bath towel on the shore.He Ai held him and sat down slowly. Lan Ting had just taken a shower, her complexion was ruddy, her hair was fluffy, and she smelled the familiar fragrance of flowers.His carcass in the pool water had an unreal beauty, white and rosy, immature like a pool of spring water that would break at the touch of a finger.

He Ai cherished Lan Ting in his arms, letting his bare and bony back press against his chest, the heat spread from the place where the skin touched, burning Lan Ting's cheeks flushed.

He leaned back on He Ai's shoulder, staring at the quiet night sky.

"Here are your flowers."

He Ai followed his gaze, and a bunch of silver light spots leaped up to the sky. Between lights and flickers, a tree of silver flowers bloomed, followed by the second cluster and the third cluster, and the overwhelming fireworks lit up the night.The chest cavity submerged in the water is heavy, and the heart that overcomes obstacles and is alive and kicking is really extraordinary.

It wasn't until the last ray of light was burnt out that He Ai realized that Lan Ting's attention was on her face from the beginning to the end.He bent his neck to kiss his smooth forehead, trembling eyelashes, dimples on his cheeks, and then reached his long-awaited lips.

Lan Ting turned around and straddled He Ai's lap.Without words, an uninterrupted kiss was exchanged tacitly.

The playlist on the stereo skips to the next track.

"You know that I'm mobsessed with your body

Butit'sthewayyou**ilethatdoesitforme

It's sos sweet, knowing that you love me

Though we don't need to say it to each other, sweet"

Russily, the rain started to fall again. The raindrops dripped on Lan Ting's sharp shoulder blades, and fell on the back of He Mi's hand covering the back of his neck. It became bigger and bigger, his hair gradually became wet, and the water droplets rolled down the bridge of his nose. The tip of the tongue has not yet fully kissed.

The heavy rain covered the sky, the water was misty, and the dampness soaked into the depths of the bone marrow.Clouds cover the moonlight, and the sky is hidden on the other side of the mountain.They fell into a seemingly endless craving for what they wanted, and it was only in the aftertaste that they remembered to say a happy Valentine's Day to each other.

The author says:

The song is "Sweet"-CAS