deep crush

The homeowners are an old couple, and they haven't renovated for so many years. Xia Han found the mark that his father had carved on the wall.

Xia Han was 1.03 meters when she was three years old, 1.17 meters when she was five years old, and 1.33 meters when she was seven years old...

Xia Han jumped to 1.8 meters tall, Xia Junhua had to look up at his proud son, patted him on the shoulder, with a kind and friendly smile on his face.

Tang Ye ran his finger across the traces, pulled Xia Han to lean against the wall to draw a new mark, and wrote next to it: Xia Han, 30 years old.

Somewhere in Xia Han's heart was touched, Tang Ye was leaning against the wall when he was feeling nostalgic, he gestured his height with his hand, engraved a mark, drew a heart next to Xia Han's name, and wrote: Tang Ye, 27 age.

Closing the pen, Tang Ye nodded with satisfaction: "Looking at it this way, the difference of four centimeters is quite big."

Xia Han closed her eyes, she really didn't want to look at this naive sugar baby again.

After leaving Xia's house, they went to the elementary school where Xia Han was studying.

During the summer vacation, the gate was left open, which was convenient for some students who came to the school for talent classes.

They couldn't go to the classroom, so they wandered around the playground.

Nine-year-old Xia Han was running a marathon for the first time, and halfway through the run, she was tired and lying on the ground.

The father ran from the auditorium to the field, and instead of helping his fallen son, he cheered and cheered.

"Xia Han, stand up, you can do it, shrinking back means failure. Don't think about giving up until the last moment. If you are a man, just grit your teeth and stand up, and work hard until the last second..."

Xia Han, who couldn't breathe, clenched her small fists and tried hard to support her body.

There was loud cheering shouts on the field, and the classmates and teachers shouted his name in unison.

Xia Han, come on!

Tang Ye stopped at the starting line, turned around, and said with a smile, "Do you want to do a lap, Xia Han, I can let you run ten seconds first."

Xia Han shook his head helplessly.

Come on, Xia Han!

The middle school and high school are in the same school, and coincidentally, the doorman was Xia Han's high school physical education teacher.

The retired teacher had nothing to do, so he came here to work as a guard.

When asked about Xia Han, the old teacher smiled, he was very impressed with this student.

Because he is so good-looking, every time he takes physical education class, female students come to peek at him. This kid is also a bad fart. He plays basketball well, and he is also good at running. He took off his clothes to show off his three taels of meat, and was caught and trained several times by himself, but he still didn't change his mind.

Tang Ye's jaw dropped in shock, Xia Han blushed and coughed several times.

That, Mr. Qin, you are busy, we are leaving first.you!Shut your mouth and let me go!

The old teacher yelled at the two figures going away: Hey, what class are you from?

S University has developed very well in the past few years, and has become a well-known brand in S City. Back then, Xia Han could apply for a better school with his grades, but he insisted on choosing S University, which is close to home.

Tang Ye once walked through every corner of S University alone to look for Xia Han's shadow.

But today, that shadow stood beside him.

S University is their intersection, where life changes.

Tang Ye knew that there was a person named Xia Han in the world, and he didn't want to let go of every detail about him.

He has been to the classroom of Class 1 of the Department of Architecture countless times. He used the excuse of looking for friends to go to Room 205 of the West Dormitory Building many times. He tried to try whatever Xia Han liked. He lowered his head to identify footprints on the way Xia Han walked. .

Xia Han said he was a lunatic, and Tang Ye asked him if he had ever thought that there was always a lunatic in this world who loved him deeply.

The S-sized ginkgo tree opened its arms and held up umbrellas for shade. The old teaching building was repainted, and several students who looked like students walked past them.

Tang Ye mentioned Yuan Shuo for the first time.

He heard this name from Xia Juan, and he remembered it in his heart.

"Tell me the story between you and him. Although, it will be a little uncomfortable, but this is also a part of you, and I want to understand. Even in this way, I want to participate, your past."

Xia Han stared at him intently, the scorching summer sun shone on that upright and peaceful face.

In No. 205 of the West Dormitory Building, Tang Ye, who was late for eight years, watched the two young people of similar age go from stranger to familiarity, from polite to gluey.

In the quiet library, Tang Ye picked up the small note Yuan Shuo passed to Xia Han, which said: What do you want to eat tonight, I will sneak out and buy it for you.

In the large playground behind the teaching building, Tang Ye picked up the basketball that had rolled to his feet and threw it to the energetic Xia Han. "Thank you, classmate" and turned around with a smile. Xia Han passed the ball to Yuan Shuo.

Behind the stage in the auditorium, before going on stage to perform, Yuan Shuo mustered up the courage to confess to Xia Han, and gave him a kiss unexpectedly. It was their first kiss, but Tang Ye could only watch silently through time and space. .

For a long time, they were in love.

Tang Ye turned around and hugged Xia Han tightly. After taking a few deep breaths, he slowed down his tone and whispered in his ear, "I'm sorry, I can't be calm. I'm jealous. I'm so jealous. Why the hell I can't let me meet you four years earlier. Even if I'm a worthless brat, I might play a rogue and stay by your side, preventing others from taking advantage of you. Xia Han, I miss even your past. Possess everything, Xia Han, I love you."

The corner of Xia Han's mouth curled into a happy smile, and he raised his arms to hug the person he also loved deeply.

They have engraved each other's name in their lives, why are they separated.

After the car accident, serious injury, plastic surgery, and rehabilitation, he said it lightly, and Tang Ye kept imagining the unbearable pain that was imposed on him.

Xia Han and Yuan Shuo, who have changed their personalities, have lived in C City for five years, from being steadfast at the beginning to loathing and loathing at the end.

Tang Ye held his hand tightly, and he gradually understood the meaning of this time travel.

Tang Ye wanted to work hard with him. The problem between them was not the problem, but a knot in Xia Han's heart that was hard to untie.

Love is a matter of two people, they have to face it together.It takes two hands to untie the knot, two hands that work together and hold each other for life.

Xia Han uncovered the ugliest scars in her life.

The scars that Yuan Shuo had drawn on his heart, every word, every sentence, he mustered up the courage to tell Tang Ye.

This is the only person he shouldn't hide from. These years, the only listener who doesn't taunt, ridicule, or sympathize.

Tang Ye is the stupidest person, he only knows one thing, and loves him deeply.

Unbelievably, this time when the scar was uncovered, it was not as painful as he had imagined.

The palms were tightly pressed against Tang Ye, even when he said the most desperate words, he never trembled.

That has always been the most difficult hurdle for him to overcome, but it was the first time he faced it calmly.

Tang Ye hugged him into his arms, intertwined his fingers, and pressed his lips against his neck.

Close your eyes and moisten your eyelashes.

The scene Xia Han described was too tragic, he couldn't control the violent factor in his body, and wished he could tear the person who hurt him the most.

Just listening, the painful feeling is so strong, how can Xia Han, the person involved, bear it.

He remembered the black baseball cap he wore when they first met. For a long time, Xia Han didn't dare to see people with their true colors.

Fate had already hurt him once, and he managed to stand up, but was beaten to hell by the person he trusted the most. How could he feel the despair.

"I'm sorry, Xia Han, I'm sorry..."

I'm sorry, I can't replace your pain, but I force you to uncover the deepest scars and expose your bloody flesh and blood to the sun.

I'm sorry, I have never had the courage to go to you and let you face the lonely and painful three years alone.

I'm sorry, I kept talking about deep love, but I never recognized you, even though I doubted it again and again, I used a bunch of ridiculous reasons to deny it.

I'm sorry, Xia Han...

The peach blossom tree of S University has a long history, almost witnessing the changes of the campus, and also witnessing their feelings.

April day in the world, the most beautiful acquaintance.

The energetic youth on the stage deeply attracted Tang Ye's attention.

"Xia Han."

"Hello, classmate."

"I'm not from this school."

"It's time for me to go. I hope you can get admitted to S University smoothly. This is a school that will not let you down."

On the campus surrounded by lush trees, the sound of music sounded again, and students in twos and threes passed by them.

Walking on this campus road again, Tang Ye seemed to hear the familiar song again.

Cheers, shouts, music, and singing intertwined, "Xia Han... Xia Han..."

"Xia Han."

Tang Ye turned around, the sun shone through the trees and scattered gold, and he looked at the man who was a few steps away from him.

The same captivating eyes, the same intoxicated smile.

Standing in front of him was the person he had loved for eight years.

"Whether it's you in the past or you in the present, I can't give up on everything."

"For eight years, I have been obsessed with your shadow. The name Xia Han has been engraved in my heart and can never be erased. So, I don't want to abandon this name."

"Today, you are injured. Both physically and mentally, you think that I will leave you because of these injuries, and you will complain to God because of your injuries, and give me a broken You are unbearable. Sorry for causing you to have these misunderstandings, maybe there is something wrong with the way I convey love. Xia Han, please give me another chance."

"Injury is a part of your life, a process on the road of life. It's like some people walk on the Avenue of Stars all their lives, while others' road is full of thorns. This road, you walk very hard. But I just want to Holding you, who has walked this road so easily, embarking on a new journey. Accept your process, and feel sorry for every injury you have. How can these be a reason to cut down on love?"

"Xia Han eight years ago, you today are a complete and inseparable one. I love you deeply, and you have worked hard for these eight years. No matter what kind of problems I have, I hope to solve them together .”

"I can wait seven years for you, Xia Han, what else can we not do?"

Tang Ye's eyes shone with confidence, and there was only one person in his beating heart, which hadn't changed from the beginning to the end.

Time seemed to be pulled back to eight years ago, Xia Han turned around, and there was a tall young man standing there, with only one person in his obsessive eyes.

"Now, I take a step back, but it's just a step, and you, just wait where you are, don't think about retreating to the end, because I will catch up soon. No matter how difficult and bumpy the road ahead is, I I hope to walk side by side with you. Work hard and finish every day."

Xia Han put on a white shirt and trousers, adding maturity and calmness to her personality, she will bravely stand in front of her lover, and express the most sincere love with the most beautiful words.

This love will guide them through their whole life.