love letter to summer

At nine o'clock, the dinner is over, everyone said goodbye to each other, and then went back to their respective homes, each looking for each mother.

Ye Ji and Xia Tang took the subway home, and it took nearly half an hour for them to reach the terminal station.

While standing on the platform waiting for the subway, Xia Tang asked, "Tonight, to your house or mine?"

Ye Ji: "My family, my mother will be back tonight."

Xia Tang: "OK."

So the two happily negotiated to stay at Ye Ji's house tonight.

When stepping into the subway, there were neither too many people nor too few people in the carriage. There were a few empty seats, but they could only be seated by one person, and there were no two empty seats connected together.

Ye Ji and Xia Tang stood together in a tacit understanding.

The subway moves forward smoothly, and the scenery outside the window is drawn into ribbons, moving backward quickly.

Xia Tang didn't have enough sleep, so he drank some wine. Not long after getting on the train, he became drowsy with the low, rhythmic sound of the train running.

Another stop arrived, many people got off the bus, leaving space around Ye Ji.

Xia Tang lowered her head, her eyes were completely closed.

Ye Ji thought for a while, leaned his back on the pole, and then pulled Xia Tang over.

Xia Tang fell on him in a daze, her face was pressed against his chest, her eyes were not opened, but her hands were still habitually wrapped around Ye Ji's waist when the master was unconscious, like a giant koala hug him.

Ye Ji wanted to laugh a little, but at the same time he enjoyed Xia Tang's dependence on him very much.

The doors closed slowly, and the train moved forward again.

It was so quiet in the carriage that a needle could be heard falling.

Sitting on the seat diagonally opposite Ye Ji and Xia Tang was a white-collar worker, who looked about 30 years old, with delicate light makeup on his face, and elegant and decent clothes.

A little farther away, there was a boy who looked like a high school student, who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

There was a young couple sitting opposite the boy. They were talking softly and intimately with their heads down. Then the boy didn’t know what he said. You still say." The boy hugged her with a smile, and wanted to lean up to kiss her, but the girl hid while laughing.

The high school boy looked up at them, then lowered his head calmly, and continued to play with his mobile phone, with an expression of "I can't see anything".

In the quiet carriage, only the sound of the train running and their soft flirting and cursing can be heard.

Ye Ji lowered his head and looked at Xia Tang who was lying on top of him.

Xia Tang was very handsome, she looked like a little girl when she was a child, but later on she didn't know if he tanned himself more and more on purpose, but he really looked like a lot of men.

He is usually careless and shows his teeth and claws, but now when he closes his eyes, he seems to have changed back to the soft and sticky little Xia Tang when he was a child.

Ye Ji has seen this face for nearly 20 years, and he is so familiar with it that he couldn't be more familiar with it. He can outline every detail of the face in his mind even when he closes his eyes.

Xia Tang's smile, angry look, sad look...all his expressions are deeply engraved in Ye Ji's mind.

Ye Ji raised his hand, put his index finger on the bridge of Xia Tang's nose, and then slowly slid it down, gently scraping along Xia Tang's outline.

The white-collar worker on the opposite side glanced at them, then frowned like a cramp, she pursed her lips, and tried to twitch her brows away.

She was trying to control herself not to show disgust.

The speed of the train gradually slowed down.

Another stop has arrived.

The train stopped and the doors opened.

The couple got out of the car holding hands.

The white-collar worker glanced at them, then glanced at Ye Ji's direction from the corner of his eye, looking a little nervous, and then she looked at the high school student again.

The high school student was still playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

The white-collar worker's expression relaxed a little, and his body involuntarily leaned slightly towards the boy.

The platform radio issued a reminder: the train is about to leave, please stand outside the yellow line.

The high school student suddenly looked up and looked out, then jumped up as if someone had stabbed his ass with a needle, and rushed out of the car at high speed, and jumped out a second before the door closed.

The door is closed.

Only Ye Ji, Xia Tang and the white-collar were left in this carriage.

The white-collar stared at the closed car door dumbfounded, and he didn't know whether he was subconsciously or consciously pinching the edge of the handbag tightly.

The train starts moving again.

"Rumble--"

Ye Ji didn't move, he hugged Xia Tang quietly and looked at the front window.

The white-collar worker's gaze has been looking this way, but every time he sees it, he immediately moves away.

No one in the carriage spoke, it was as quiet as a can filled with air.

The train entered the tunnel, and a sudden darkness flooded the carriages.

After 1 minute, the white-collar worker suddenly stood up.

The pointed heels stepped on the ground hurriedly and quickly, leading her to flee in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, she had stepped into another car, as fast as she was fleeing some kind of virus or a disgusting monster.

"Rumble--"

It was pitch black outside the car, without any light.

The train seemed to be driving into an abyss.

In the empty carriage, there were only Ye Ji and Xia Tang.

The train suddenly bumped, Xia Tang shook his head, raised his head, looked at Ye Ji with sleepy eyes, Ye Ji patted his head to signal him to continue sleeping, Xia Tang lay back on his stomach again.

Ye Ji lowered his head and kissed his forehead.

Inside the carriage, the light is cold and cold, and the long train is endless, as if there is no end at all; outside the carriage, there is only darkness.

The train carried them through the boundless darkness.

They are like two little dusts, abandoned by this world in a desolate corner of the universe.