The torn school grass is the lost first love? [Rebirth]

The doctor said that mental stress and malnutrition are more likely to induce oral ulcers.Zhang Junruo sat in front of the doctor, and Qu Linggong stood behind him, helping him hold the padded jacket and scarf.

Zhang Junruo only wore a thin pullover sweater, the clothes fit her slender back, and the two shoulder blades, which were like butterfly wings, were well-defined through the wrapping of the clothes, as if they could pierce the thin skin.

Qu Linggong watched it silently, and couldn't help frowning his eyebrows into a deep groove. Hearing the doctor's advice, his masseter muscles tensed.

Again, mental stress and malnutrition.What the hell is Zhang Junruo doing all day?Make yourself like this.He remembered that he only drank a glass of milk in the morning, let alone lunch, which was always bad.

He sighed quietly behind Zhang Junruo, Zhang Junruo shrank slightly when he heard his sigh.

The doctor applied anti-inflammatory ointment to Zhang Junruo's mouth, prescribed vitamin B complex supplements and multivitamin tablets, and told him to relax, pay attention to diet and rest.

Qu Linggong didn't say a word the whole time, looking sullen.Zhang Junruo stole a glance at the displeased young master, pursed his lower lip, and remained silent.

The two walked to a corner in the corridor of the hospital.Qu Linggong, who was originally following Zhang Junruo with a hesitant expression on his face, suddenly took a long legged stride, strode forward in front of Zhang Junruo, grabbed his shoulders, and pushed him against the wall.

Zhang Junruo's mouth was full of the bitterness of the medicine, his feet were swollen, he was suffering from a low-grade fever and his mind was dizzy, and he was a little dizzy when he suddenly showed such a nimble hand.

Qu Linggong tightened his thick eyebrows, stared at him deeply, and asked word by word: "What's going on? Why don't you eat lunch? Why are you always malnourished? And—— "

He paused, gritted his teeth, and finally asked the question hidden in his heart: "You -- what happened to those injuries on your arms?"

"Is someone bullying you? Tell me, I won't let you suffer a little bit of wronged." Qu Linggong's eyes were burning, filled with resentment, worry, and distress.It seems that there is really an imaginary enemy, wantonly torturing his apex.

Zhang Junruo raised his eyes to look at him with difficulty, and there was a streamer of light flickering back and forth in his feverish eyes.Looking at the complicated expression on Qu Linggong's face, he was a little at a loss.He subconsciously pursed his lips, and his white teeth touched the ulcer on the inner membrane of his lips, causing an unbearable stinging pain.The tip of his eyebrows twitched, and he narrowed his beautiful eyes.

After a while, he didn't say a word.Qu Linggong looked at his painful expression for a moment, and sighed faintly.I thought, forget it, there is no need to force him at this time.Take care of your body according to the doctor's advice before talking about anything else.

It turned out that he thought he was unrequitedly in love with Zhang Junruo, so he didn't have any confidence in his heart.Now, he knows that Zhang Junruo likes him too, much earlier than he liked him. Whenever he meets Zhang Junruo who doesn't respond like a soft nail, thinking about it makes him feel a lot better, at least He knew that the two of them were in love with each other, but there was some deviation in timing.

Because of this deviation, he created many deep and huge gaps between the two of them that could not be eliminated, so he kept telling himself not to rush for a while.

However, just the fact that Zhang Junruo also liked him in his heart gave Qu Linggong great confidence, thinking that as long as he was sincere, his Ruoruo would definitely open up to him.

With this action, he tightened the zipper of the padded jacket for Zhang Junruo, and said to himself with lowered eyes: "No matter what is going on with you or what situation you are in, as long as you remember, I will be by your side. I I will help you, save you, protect you, and prevent you from being wronged, you know?"

Zhang Junruo's drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, and the pupils under the eyelashes, which were as quiet and deep as an ancient well, rippled slightly.

He let Qu Linggong pull him forward, Zhang Jun would feel dizzy if Qu Linggong walked too fast, the two of them walked slowly, trustingly walked to the commercial street not far from the school.

Qu Linggong took Zhang Junruo to a department store with a huge revolving door and took a few steps to a western restaurant with exquisite decoration and elegant atmosphere.There are melodious piano sounds flowing in the space, and the color of the restaurant is warm and tranquil, making it easy for people to relax.

Qu Linggong knew that if Zhang Jun chewed something, his mouth would hurt, so he ordered some light porridge and delicious drinks for him.Knowing that he has a sweet tooth, he thoughtfully ordered a crème brûlée without chewing.

The waiter put the meals on the table one by one, Zhang Junruo obediently lowered his head to eat, and put the small spoon into his mouth in small mouthfuls, for fear of touching the medicine in his mouth.Obedient as a kitten afraid of scalding its mouth.

Qu Linggong couldn't help laughing, he took care of himself so afraid of pain, and made so many situations in a day.

After eating a little something, I seem to be more energetic, and my pale face has a little color.Zhang Junruo finally moved the orange-yellow springy and tender creme brulee in the white porcelain plate to his body, and ate it with a small spoon.

Qu Linggong squinted at the cute look of his "first love", and remembered that he had a low fever, stood up across the wide square table, and stretched out his hand to measure his forehead temperature.

Zhang Junruo was startled, but he didn't dodge. He stiffened his neck and let him stroke his forehead.The temperature on the forehead didn't seem to be as obvious as before, Qu Linggong was slightly relieved.

At dusk, the two left the restaurant and walked side by side in the bright and stylish department store like a young couple.

Qu Linggong felt a secret satisfaction and joy in his heart.Today was the first time he formally had dinner with Zhang Junruo, and after the meal, he went to the department store like an ordinary couple, it was like an informal date.

When he thought of the word "dating", he felt a burst of sweetness in his heart.Although a lot of unpleasant things happened a while ago, afterward...he looked sideways at the gentle and handsome side face of the boy beside him, and made a silent decision in his heart.

In the future, he will create many, many good memories with this boy, let the happy and sweet memories fill the memory, and cover those sour, painful, and all bad memories.

Qu Linggong stepped forward with a pair of long, well-proportioned, thin legs, and took a few steps forward, only to realize that the person beside him was gone.He looked back suspiciously, and saw that Ning Yi and handsome boy was standing not far behind, frowning and staring at a movie poster inlaid in a glass frame on the wall.

He paced over and stood beside him, seeing a bright blue background as bright as stars on the poster, several main characters stood apart in a triangular shape, and below them was a girl in rich clothes and jewels , with "The Great Gatsby" written in the middle of the poster.

The boy stopped there and stared, his eyes flickering, wondering what he was thinking.

He thought of the book the boy was holding in his hand this morning, and the small words printed on the waist of the book—we spend our whole lives looking for that lost treasure.

He hooked his lips into a smile, and stretched out his hand to caress the boy's forehead. The boy was stunned and didn't respond, as if he was used to his movements.Qu Linggong raised his hand and tried his forehead, carefully feeling the temperature difference between the two hands.Feeling that the temperature difference was slight, he said in a low and gentle voice, "Want to watch this movie?"

After the movie ended, Qu Linggong followed Zhang Junruo step by step in the dimly lit corridor. The boy actually loves to cry, he thought.Seeing the scene where Gatsby was shot, Qu Linggong saw from the corner of his eye the boy raised his slender fingers and rubbed his eyes. He turned his head and looked over. The boy's eyes were deep, and there were no tears, only slightly moist. .

He remembered a long time ago when he saw Zhang Junruo standing in front of the neem tree on the back wall of the school teaching building, a crystal teardrop falling down like a shooting star, and his heart ached slightly.

When they walked out of the cinema, they found that the ground was covered with ice and snow, and there were snowflakes floating in the sky like goose feathers.

He walked over and wrapped the scarf around Zhang Junruo's neck tighter, like a gentle brother.

The silver-gray woolen scarf that he had taken a fancy to at a glance fit perfectly around Zhang Junruo's neck.It seems that it was designed for him by nature, and it is a natural fit with his gentle and handsome personality.On a cold snowy night, like a piece of silver moonlight, it shimmers with a glint.

They stepped on a piece of fresh snow on the playground where no one had stepped, and walked towards the dormitory.All around was pure silence.The snow light made the boy's face fairer and smoother than usual, with a layer of transparency.

The boy's slender figure was walking under a street lamp. He seemed to realize that there was another sound missing from the sound of his feet crunching and stepping on the fresh snow. He stopped in doubt and stopped to look back.

Under the street lamp, the boy seemed to be standing in the center of the spotlight on the stage. He had dark black hair, a snow-white face, a straight nose, and a pair of pupils as bright as black jade looking back at him. Snow-white wings will grow from its back, and it will ride the wind, making it impossible for him to catch up.

Something tugged at the deepest chord in my heart.Qu Linggong didn't explore what it was, he strode over quickly with his long legs, and pulled the man into his arms involuntarily.With a deep magnetic voice, she asked, "Ruoruo, stay with me forever, okay?"

Zhang Junruo was unusually calm at the moment, he paused, and said softly, "What did you see in that movie?"

"Huh?" Qu Linggong's mind froze for a while, he didn't expect Zhang Junruo to ask him his impression of the movie at such a moment.

He frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "The shattering of dreams..."

With a magnetic nasal voice, Zhang Junruo uttered sadly in the silent snowy night: "Gatsby lost what he thought was the most beautiful thing, so he searched everywhere, and finally found the blue light from the other side. He thought that through his unremitting efforts , to be able to use it again. In fact, in the end, all the good things will be shattered by time and reality, covered with dust, covered with ashes, become different, and become hateful... So, "

He paused, as if he had found some strength, and continued: "Stop making those fragile things—nothing is forever."

Qu Linggong's eyes widened suddenly, and there was a flash of sadness in his eyes. He suddenly understood Zhang Junruo, and understood his recent panic and depression.Those lukewarm attitudes, those reservedness that kept a distance even if they revealed their sincerity.

He remembered what Zhang Junruo asked him in WeChat, "In this world, what is eternal?"

Beneath his pretended indifferent expression was a fragile and fragile heart.Qu Linggong felt that his heart was about to be crushed.He held back a few times, and said under his throat, "I'm sorry, Ruoruo, I won't let you down again, I really won't. Before, I didn't know. Ruoruo, I'm sorry."

Zhang Junruo smiled lightly, without any emotion in his eyes, he said lightly: "I've thought about it for a long time, really, I've figured it out. We, it's impossible."

The flat speed of speech, with the force of a shooting, Qu Linggong felt his body shake for a while.The heart seemed to be pierced by something, and it was empty, with a cold wind passing through the chest.

After that, Qu Linggong was depressed for a while, and he didn't take the initiative to show kindness to Zhang Junruo, nor did he take the initiative to talk to him.Quietly moved out of the student dormitory.It's just that, occasionally, I would ask Han Guangyu or Ma Zhiyuan to give some snacks, snacks and nutrient solution brought from home to Zhang Junruo.

At the end of the year, everyone found that some of the arrogant and unrestrained Mr. Qu had become more quiet and introverted.It used to be coolness that comes with being handsome, but now handsome is still handsome, and cool is still cool, just a little more deep and stable that mature men would have.

Han Guangyu couldn't help but started calling him "Brother Ling".

At the New Year's Eve party, Qu Linggong danced a dynamic popping on the stage as usual. He was dressed in a thin black dress and attracted countless fans.After the dance, the audience rejoiced.

Zhang Junruo was in the crowd, looking at such a boy who was as dazzling as a star, with a calm expression, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and sparkles in his eyes.

After Qu Linggong finished the dance, the colorful spotlights on the stage dimmed, and his backstage friend Li Yun'an came onto the stage and handed him a chair and a guitar.

With his long legs bent into an elegant arc, he sat on the chair and tuned the piano.The audience gradually fell silent, and Zhang Junruo could hear the girls whispering and gasping.

The melodious sound of the piano flows out from the slender fingers that pluck the strings.A girl heard the prelude and exclaimed in a low voice: "Light Chaser!"

Qu Linggong lowered his eyelashes, opened his lips slightly, and his deep and magnetic voice had a sense of vicissitudes that never existed before.

"if we assume

You are the fireworks on the sea

I am the foam of the waves

a moment

your light illuminates me

If we assume

you are a distant galaxy

Dazzling to make people want to cry

I'm chasing your eyes

Always look at the night sky when I'm alone

i can follow you

Sleepwalking like a shadow chasing the light

I can wait at this intersection

whether you will pass

Whenever I lift my head up for you

Even tears feel free

Some love is like the sun falling down

own and lose

……

Every line that Qu Linggong sang, played back frame by frame in his mind, was the tall and thin figure of that man, so bright, yet so lonely, so quiet and introverted, yet so worrying.

He raised his Youyou pupils, and searched for the thin figure of that person among the vast and moving crowd below the stage.

His gaze was fixed, among those shaking light sticks and faces with different expressions, he could still easily find him, that quiet and peaceful island.

On that person's white face, with a pair of black and white beautiful pupils, he stared at him silently across the sea of ​​people.His eyes are deep and deep, like a peaceful lake.

He loves him, and he loves him.They have a good understanding.

It's winter vacation, and this year's Spring Festival coincides with Valentine's Day.

On the night of the second day of junior high school, Qu Linggong was stunned for a moment when he saw the sky jumping up suddenly, like clusters of flowers blooming brightly.

He thought, that person, the only person in his heart, doesn't know what he is doing now.I don't know if I am also looking at the fireworks in the sky.

He hesitated for a while, took out his phone, opened WeChat, and saw Zhang Junruo's most recent Moments was the one he posted on the night he went to see "The Great Gatsby" with him last winter.

The picture is matched with the movie poster of "The Great Gatsby", and the text is the text on the book banner: All our lives, we are looking for the first lost treasure.

Qu Linggong stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, silent for a long time, not knowing what he thought of.

Then, I opened the chat interface, looked at Zhang Junruo's starry sky portrait on the screen, pressed down several times, and finally entered the four words "Happy Birthday" reverently in the chat box, and said softly: "Happy 17th birthday my boy..."

He was holding the mobile phone, lying on the bed, stretching his long legs sideways, listening to the sound of firecrackers popping one after another outside the window, looking at the ceiling quietly, and his heart was peaceful.

After an unknown amount of time, the screen of the phone lit up with a ding, and a WeChat notification appeared in front of my eyes.

He stared at the screen saver interface for a while, until the light of the display screen suddenly dimmed, and then opened it with his thumb.

Zhang Junruo's chat interface only had a short reply.

It read: "Thank you."

Qu Linggong twitched the corner of his mouth, showing a hint of a smile, thinking: enough.

Safely closed her narrow and beautiful phoenix eyes.

☆, I will protect my baby