The tablemate I have a crush on is a paranoid

Dilia originally thought that Xia Songyue would take her to visit the scenic spots in T city or go to some special restaurants for dinner, but she never expected to go to the cemetery.

The fallen leaves on the steps have been cleaned up very cleanly. It seems that there has just been a light rain, and the air is still a little humid. The aunt who sells lilies at the foot of the mountain is still there. Xia Songyue helped her buy a bunch of lilies. With warm eyes, she led Dilia up the steps to the cemetery.

Next to Lin Xingrou's tombstone was an extra monument. Xia Songyue carefully divided the bouquet of lilies into two parts, solemnly and piously placed them in front of the two tombstones respectively, then knelt down and knocked three carefully. Ring your head.

Dilia originally wanted to ask Xia Songyue who was his, but when she lowered her head and saw Xia Songyue's tears falling down her cheeks on the lily, she bit her lower lip sadly and fell silent.

Xia Songyue did not worship for a long time, counting the time for cleaning the two monuments, it was only 10 minutes. When Dilia followed him and walked out of the cemetery along the steps on the other side, it was rare that she did not speak. Follow quietly.

Ji Shixuan suddenly had the idea of ​​coming to the cemetery to see Xia Yuanqing, maybe it was because of Yun Feifan's words, maybe it was because he couldn't sleep well for several days, he was very confused and confused.The aunt who sells lilies at the foot of the mountain is very familiar with him. Although this young and handsome man does not like to talk, he will come over at a fixed time every year and buy all her lilies every time. The aunt is very grateful to this filial young man. He is very affectionate and often takes the initiative to talk to him.

"Mr. Ji, today's lilies are very fresh." The aunt said.

Ji Shixuan bent down and touched the lily petals that were still covered with dew, and nodded, "Sell them all to me, wrap two bunches for me, and I'll take the rest away later."

"Okay." The aunt quickly wrapped the bouquet with a ribbon while chatting with him, "This morning, a young couple also came to worship. The girl is a foreigner, and she probably came with her boyfriend. Seeing the parents, that man is also very beautiful, even more beautiful than a girl, and he looks tall, but his face is very pale, as if he is not in good health."

Ji Shixuan babbled and listened to her saying a lot, but actually didn't listen to a single word. He walked up the steps with two bunches of wrapped lilies in his arms. He was obviously tall, tall and handsome, but it often made people feel like a A walking corpse without a soul.

Ji Shixuan's dazedness and dullness, when he saw the two bouquets of lilies placed in front of the tombstones of Xia Yuanqing and Lin Xingrou, suddenly turned into a kind of ecstasy, like a silent and sharp vine suddenly violently bursting from his heart. Penetrating out, pain mixed with joy and other unknown emotions filled his entire chest. At this moment, he had mixed feelings, as if he had spent his entire life. Trembling, he raised his long legs and ran down the steps on the other side.

Although it wasn't Xia Yuanqing and Lin Xingrou who didn't come to worship, he felt that it must be Xia Songyue, because only Xia Songyue would buy lilies, and only Xia Songyue likes to stand up and place the bouquet next to the photo , this posture looks like the person on the tombstone can hold the bunch of flowers in his arms with his hands.

There are two roads in the cemetery, and the petals are not yet dry, which means that people have not traveled far. Ji Shixuan came from one road. If Xia Songyue left on the same road, then he would meet him, or the aunt who sold flowers would also meet her. Tell him during the chat, so he must have left the other way.

Ji Shixuan felt that he had never run so fast in his life. He took three steps and made two steps at the same time. He took 10 minutes to walk the steps that would take 5 minutes to walk briskly. When he saw that clear and slender figure, his whole body instantly froze in place as if he had been shocked by an electric shock. This reunion, which had been buried too deep for too long and was almost hopeless, made him timid and afraid to step forward. His dark and deep His eyeballs watched motionlessly, afraid that he would wake up in the blink of an eye and find that it was another empty dream. He could no longer bear any pain of gain and loss.

But the Xia Songyue in front of him is different from all the Xia Songyues he has seen in dreams and hallucinations. He is wearing a dark windbreaker, and his light-colored hair is a little long, slightly covering the brows, making his face look more beautiful. He is smaller, and his stature seems to be a lot taller. The appearance of standing on the side of the road wearing a scarf is like a beautiful cover in a movie pictorial. Maybe the wind is a little strong, so he pulled the scarf up to cover it. The chin and the tip of the nose were exposed, and the pale skin was so white that it seemed almost transparent. Ji Shixuan only felt that his eye sockets were sore, and he was so uncomfortable that he just wanted to go forward and hug him.

But before he could take any action, he saw a beautiful girl with curly hair from a foreign country standing beside Xia Songyue, who was holding his arm affectionately and talking, Xia Songyue looked at her slightly sideways, and the two There is a kind of intimacy between people that cannot be penetrated by others. Before he can digest such a suffocating picture, Ji Shixuan saw a car parked in front of them again, and then the car drove away, Xia Songyue disappeared On the side of the empty road, even the wind is unwilling to stay for a long time.

Ji Shixuan jumped off the one-meter-high platform almost immediately. Regardless of his limping left leg, he chased the car frantically for a long distance in embarrassment, but failed to catch up in the end. Exhausted, he fell to his knees on the road, his handsome white cheek pressed against the cold and dusty asphalt road, and wept silently for a long time on the ground.

Xia Songyue suddenly felt a buzzing in his head, and even his eardrums were shocked. He took off the hearing aid in his left ear, and his face was as pale as paper. Mo Tuoke saw Xia Songyue hanging down from the rearview mirror. With thick and long eyelashes like crow feathers, his face was a little ugly, and he couldn't help asking: "Song, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Only one right ear was able to hear the sound. Xia Songyue listened hard for a while before he understood what Motocco meant. He shook his head at him, "It's not a big deal, maybe it's because the wind is blowing and my head hurts."

"If you don't go to the art exhibition that night, get a good rest, and I'll tell Dad." Dilia looked at him worriedly.

The pain from the vibration of the eardrum seemed to be slightly relieved. Xia Songyue put on the hearing aid again, smiled at Dilia, and said, "It's okay, this is the teacher's hard work, and I really want to help."

Dilia still wanted to persuade her, but Xia Songyue insisted on doing so. She had no choice. Xia Songyue was such a person who made a decision after making a decision. Seemingly gentle but stubborn.

Zhou Muyang had just finished class when he received the call from the hospital, so he immediately took a taxi to the hospital after hanging up the phone.

It was unusually quiet in the bright and clean ward,

Ji Shixuan was sitting on the hospital bed, with one long leg propped on the edge of the bed, his exposed ankle was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze, his hair was wet, and the shirt on his body was also wet with sweat, his whole figure seemed to be fished out of the water It's the same, but his face is normal.

Zhou Muyang looked up and down, and made sure that he only pulled his ankle before he breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the chair next door, "I said you are fine, why are you running after the car? I was scared to death, I thought you were the same as Young Master Xia..."

His voice stopped abruptly. After realizing that he had said something he shouldn't have said, he lowered his head and looked away as if nothing had happened.

Ji Shixuan's eyes dimmed slightly, but he was not as taciturn as usual. He took out two tickets from his pocket and handed them to him, saying, "The company gave me two tickets for the art exhibition. I sprained my ankle and couldn't go there. , take Xue Xiaoli to see it tonight, don't waste it."

Zhou Muyang was not interested in the art exhibition at all, but not wasting it hit his weakness. He accepted the two tickets, looked at Ji Shixuan's hair wet with sweat, and couldn't help but ask him, "Did you think you saw Young Master Xia again?"

Although chasing a car in a suit and leather shoes is crazy, but if it happened to Ji Shixuan, it would not be surprising at all, because Zhou Muyang has seen him chasing a bus, and more than once, almost every time He has to come back covered in scars, but there will always be a next time. Sometimes he wants to ask, but he can't ask. For Ji Shixuan, the name Xia Songyue is a taboo and a salvation. It can wake him up and make him feel better. He continued to go crazy.

When Zhou Muyang returned home, Xue Xiaoli was preparing to cook in the kitchen. Seeing him lying on the sofa like a dead dog as soon as he came back, she walked over and kicked him, "Where did you go, and you didn't answer the phone?"

Zhou Muyang took out his phone, pressed it, and held it up in front of her, "It's out of battery."

"Virtue." Xue Xiaoli bent down to help him put his briefcase away, and as soon as he stood up, Zhou Muyang took out two tickets from his pocket and handed them to her, "Hey, brother Xun gave it to him, he chased the car again today Oh, I sprained my ankle, the art exhibition is a ticket for the evening, don’t waste it, if we haven’t cooked the meal, let’s go out, and we’ll have dinner together after seeing the art exhibition, anyway, we haven’t dated for a long time.”

Xue Xiaoli didn't have any objections, she took out her mobile phone and searched for the name of the art exhibition and replied, "That's fine, anyway, I'm too lazy to cook."

Zhou Muyang wanted to count one, two, three in his heart and sat up, but Xue Xiaoli pressed his head back hard when he just got up, and he just wanted to ask her why she was crazy, when she saw Xue Xiaoli raised the phone in front of him, looking at him in astonishment , his voice was slightly trembling, "This, this person, does this look familiar to you?"

The page on the phone screen stops at some introductions about this exhibition, and the photos pulled down to the bottom, one of which is a young man standing in front of a painting, although it is just a profile, but the delicate and beautiful outline is consistent with the memory There is not much difference.

Xia Songyue was woken up by a sudden knock on the door. He was only wearing a hearing aid, so the sound lasted for about ten minutes before he woke up. The clock on the wall showed that the time was 03:30 in the afternoon. There were still three hours before the opening of the evening art exhibition. He put on the cotton slippers prepared by the hotel and walked to the door. As soon as he turned the doorknob, people from outside rushed in.

[The author has something to say]: I will make it up later today, thank you very much for my friends who supported me