Love is like the hole in a donut

give up?Thinking of what he said to Ning Yin, Lin Sheng couldn't help but come to this conclusion.He really didn't want to trouble Cang Lin.

After changing his clothes, Linsheng went outside the store and stepped on his bicycle. When he passed the store door, he saw Cang Lin who was working in the store.A man always adopts the appropriate behavior on the fly, and at this moment he is diligently wiping the table that the guest has just left.As the man moved the rag, the brown tie swayed from side to side.The man's bangs were a little longer, covering his side face looking down at the table.This image was deeply imprinted in Lin Sheng's heart in an instant.

Linsheng continued to move forward, as if he wanted to get rid of this situation.

Instead of going home directly, he made a detour to the mass-market shopping center next to the national highway.He was going to buy some pencils, of course, to sharpen them.

The refill and the wooden shaft must be carefully selected, too hard or too soft will not be easy to sharpen.Pencil refills with different hardness have different thicknesses. If you want to engrave with refills, you cannot choose products with too thin refills.Linsheng would choose different pencils according to his mood and needs at the time, but today he chose a 6B pencil with a soft, thick and round lead.

Originally, he started "sharpening pencils" just to pass the time, but recently he has sharpened more and more.

At first, he used wood carving skills to carve pen shafts, but later he learned from the Internet that he could also use the central pen core as a carving material, so he started trying to carve pen cores.

After returning home, Linsheng ate dinner, and then locked himself in his room.Although his mother seemed to hope that he could play some games like ordinary high school students, but compared to games, Rinsheng still felt that sharpening a pencil could calm him down more, so he really couldn't follow his mother's wishes.

Recently, Linsheng began to have a different idea: maybe he doesn't like sharpening pencils, but likes the feeling of being immersed in something.

Tomorrow is Sunday, and I don't have a shift, so I have a lot of time.

Rinsheng sat at the desk, swishing a newly bought pencil with yellow lacquer with a utility knife.Seeing that the part of the soft wooden shaft is gradually being cut less and less, the black stick-shaped refill is gradually exposed.

Lin Sheng didn't make drafts, and he didn't need to refer to the template. After cutting until about one centimeter of the pen core was exposed, he continued to work with a pen knife, and began to carve the pen core based on his feeling.It was a three-dimensional sculpture with a width of about three and a half millimeters.Whether it is characters or animals, as long as Linsheng gets used to it, he can carve it naturally, but the carving process still requires extra care than ordinary people.

"You are amazing! 』

Lin Sheng recalled Cang Lin's compliment to him in the office, when all he took out was a broken pencil wood carving.If even that kind of thing can be praised by Kurabayashi, the man should be more excited to praise himself when he sees "pencil carving", right?Some domestic and foreign artists seem to give the title of "pencil sculpture" to the works created by engraving refills.

Lin Sheng's thoughts would always fly to Cang Lin immediately.

Not to mention giving up, Lin Sheng even felt that Cang Lin's classification in his heart was getting heavier day by day.

Like him, like him very much.I really like him.

These few sentences, Lin Sheng had already thought about them several times in his mind.It feels like I have thought about it too many times, the word "like" seems to be disintegrating and out of shape, and I almost don't even know the reason and opportunity of falling in love.

Could it be that I was just imprisoned by the emotion of "like", but in fact there is no such emotion in my heart?Will this heart be just like the small round hole in the center of a donut in the end?

There are so many people on the earth, and Japan among them is crowded with many people. Although Hoshiju is just a rural area with a low population density, there are still so many people, so many men and women, in the school when you go to school.There are at least hundreds of people in the school, so I should and can still meet other people I like.Even if he fell in love with Cang Lin, Lin Sheng still did not deny it.

but……

Why did I still choose Canglin?

—I really still like him.

No matter how many times he thought about it, in the end Rinsheng came to the same conclusion.

[……well. ]

Lin Sheng sighed, and instead of a cutting mat, laid it on the white board on the table, flying the dust from the cuts.

He didn't care and continued to chip out more black powder.

Linsheng carved a circle on the refill, the same circle as a donut.The structure of the refill is in the shape of a slender cylinder. It is difficult to carve circles arranged vertically and three-dimensionally on it, and it is even more difficult to make those circles connect with each other to form a chain.

After starting to carve the holes in the circle, Lin Sheng switched the tools for sewing needles.As long as you can carve the desired shape as you wish, it doesn't matter what tool you use.

During the carving process, there was a subtle sound, neither rustling, nor rattling.The figure of Cang Lin appeared in Lin Sheng's mind from time to time, with a dangling brown tie and black bangs.Although the profile of the face seen through the window at the end is not very clear, Linsheng has already remembered several expressions of Cang Lin.

The tired expression in the store; the gentle face surrounded by night while looking up at the starry sky together.

Besides, there was also the appearance of the man when he hugged Cang Lin.

To be honest, Lin Sheng didn't particularly like sex.Partly because he wasn't very good at it, partly because he'd hurt girls the first time he slept with them in the past, so he wasn't very interested in sex.Linsheng felt that it was too troublesome to observe the other party's reaction, so that sex was finally positioned as a "troublesome thing" in his heart.

Obviously so, but he longed for Cang Lin.

At that time, seeing Cang Lin's face and earlobes all dyed crimson, trembling and sobbing, Lin Sheng couldn't help but want to give the man more feelings.

If only I had touched men more greedily back then.

The man should be completely naked, and the man's body should be portrayed in the mind to his heart's content.The man's face, the man's body, all of these are carefully put into the depths of the memory——

snap.Before the needle used to engrave the refill, a circle is broken from the connection.

The thing in front of him no longer looked like a pen refill, but a chain made of circles.Each circle is connected to each other, and each has a gap to move freely.After completing the first circle, Lin Sheng continued to carve the second circle.

The head gradually became unable to think and became very heavy.Consciousness became fuzzy, and it seemed that it was difficult to even breathe. Linsheng only relied on the small world in front of the pillow and the memories of Canglin to fill himself.

If the store manager knows that he has such thoughts, will he change from "dislike" to hate?Even that's okay, the store manager just hates himself like that.

I heard that adults feel that time passes quickly.For Cang Lin, everything is probably a thing of the past.

Since the adult's time flies like an arrow, then Cang Lin should be forgotten soon.

However, I can't do it myself.His time wasn't advancing that easily, so let him go.After being dumped by Cang Lin, the time of the day became longer, even an hour seemed lengthy, and every moment was like a slow-moving slideshow that refused to move forward.

It was so heavy, so painful, Lin Sheng couldn't imagine what kind of feeling the flying time felt.During this slow time, Lin Sheng only thought about his troubled relationship.

Lin Sheng stopped the stitches in his hand.

The second circle splits away from the junction.One, two, three, four, the black donut-shaped circles gradually turned into bracelets, getting longer and longer, and during the carving process, Lin Sheng was only thinking about Cang Lin.

Even though the night passed and the date changed, Lin Sheng continued to carve.

The stars disappeared from the gaps in the curtains by the window, the light gradually dyed the sky faintly, and the dawn was coming.

[So bright...]

Lin Sheng was about to open the curtains, and couldn't help groaning.

He stays up pointlessly late and ends up falling asleep in a chair.At this moment, he finally realized that he was maintaining the posture with his hands crossed in front of his chest, and fell asleep as if fainted, so he hurriedly opened his eyes in a panic.

It's past ten o'clock in the morning, and I feel amazingly tired all over my body.Looking out the window, it was already bright outside, Lin Sheng only felt that his eyelids were heavy, as if something was stuck to them.

Lin Sheng thought that he would sleep on the bed for a while, but at this moment, he heard the sound of footsteps climbing the stairs and knocking on the door.

[Rinsheng, are you up yet? ]

[Oh, um, awake, but...]

Not just waking up, but still awake and about to go to sleep.

Before she finished speaking, the mother opened the door and said:

[Student Pohu came to see you. ]

[what? ]

Yagizawa had no reason to come to him so early in the morning.There is no appointment between the two, and only Yagizawa would come to him early in the morning and shout "Let's go out and play together~" when he was in elementary school.

Mother walked towards the entrance, and Lin Sheng had no choice but to follow along to meet her childhood playmates for no apparent reason.

[Xiao Po, why did you suddenly...]

Although Rinsheng was pale and had dark circles under his eyes, he still greeted Yagisawa cheerfully. In contrast, Yagisawa had a straight face.Yagizawa was dressed quite casually, as if he ran out on impulse, after entering the room, he raised his head and stared at Rinsheng with a dissatisfied expression.

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