intracranial fetters

Lin Chan didn't bring an umbrella, and even though the rain stopped after dinner, Qin Wei insisted on driving him back, and Lin Chan didn't refuse.

When she got out of the car and saw the familiar person standing beside the car in front of her, Lin Chan was instantly angry, not because of anything else, but because it was still raining and this person was standing outside the car.

Cheng Lin waited for a long time, so long that he thought that Lin Chan would not return to his own place, and so long that the old wound on his body began to hurt unbearably, and most of his energy had been worn out before he knew it. When Lin Chan came back with Qin Wei, Cheng Lin just glanced at Qin Wei who got out of the car, and said to Lin Chan, "You're back?"

Cheng Lin said this sentence with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was some rare confusion in his eyes, as if the two were still in college and lived together in an off-campus apartment.

Cheng Lin didn't always remember to bring the keys, but Lin Chan would always be called to do something by Professor Liang after class, and Cheng Lin often squatted at the door of the apartment and slept by the door before Lin Chan came back.

Seeing Lin Chan, Cheng Lin would immediately stand up, wipe the corners of his mouth subconsciously, then show Lin Chan a familiar smile, and ask him, "Are you back?"

At that time, there was still a rampant stupidity in the man's smile, like some kind of large canine.

Lin Chan looked at the person in front of him who was slightly tired, and those cute childishness would never appear in him again, but he just thought of a word that was used so vulgarly that he had once spurned it.

The vicissitudes of life.

Lin Chan thought that the two of them were different from thousands of other couples, and he didn't want to be unconventional or want to be unconventional.

But when time smoothed out the edges and corners of the person in front of him that he had been thinking about, and tore apart the romantic tulle between them, he realized that what he thought was unique and vigorous, finally fell into the cliché .

Lin Chan pulled the corner of his mouth awkwardly, "Why are you standing here waiting, go up." After speaking, he took Cheng Lin's left elbow and went upstairs with the man.

He even forgot to say goodbye to Qin Wei behind him.

While waiting for the elevator, Lin Chan noticed that the man beside him was smiling all the time.

"What are you laughing at?" Lin Chan asked.

"It's nothing." Cheng Lin shook his head and pursed his lips.

When Lin Chan looked up again, he found that the smile on the man's mouth hadn't changed.

This apartment was found by Qin Wei for Lin Chan, and the living conditions would not be too bad.

Lin Chan raised the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees, asked Cheng Lin to sit down on the sofa, told him to wait, and went into the bedroom by himself.

Naturally, Cheng Lin would not sit on the sofa obediently. Lin Chan turned around and got up, and followed Lin Chan step by step. Lin Chan found it in the luggage he brought, and then handed Cheng Lin a New toothbrush, "I don't have new towels, should I go down and buy them or you just use mine?"

"Your." Cheng Lin didn't even think about it.

Lin Chan nodded, pointed to the location of the bathroom, "Hurry up and take a shower."

Cheng Lin didn't go right away, but took off all his clothes in front of Lin Chan before going to the bathroom.

Lin Chan's temples were throbbing, but he still helped Cheng Lin find a place to hang his clothes in front of the air-conditioning vent.

After hanging up the clothes, he put the loose pajamas he brought beside the sink in the bathroom, and remembered that Cheng Lin must have not eaten dinner, but there were still eggs and noodles in the kitchen. Lin Chan had almost finished washing, and Lin Chan went to the kitchen to cook noodles for Cheng Lin.

While waiting for the water in the pot to boil, Lin Chan leaned against the edge of the sink, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and was in a daze.

The water in the pot started bubbling, Lin Chan lifted the lid, and the hot air hit her face, Lin Chan put the noodles in and covered the pot.

He returned to his previous posture, not knowing what he was thinking.

When Cheng Lin came out after washing, Lin Chan was frying eggs in a pan, Cheng Lin walked over and hugged him from behind Lin Chan, a drop of water fell on Lin Chan's neck, Lin Chan looked back at Cheng Lin, He touched Cheng Lin with his elbow, "Dry your hair, the hair dryer is at the sink."

"Well," Cheng Lin held Lin Chan in his arms, "the pajamas are a little too small."

Lin Chan didn't answer, nor did she look back at Cheng Lin.

Cheng Lin was silent for a few seconds before letting go and drying his hair.

While eating noodles, Lin Chan sat beside him and watched him.

"Do you want a bite?" Cheng Lin raised his head and asked Lin Chan.

Lin Chan waved his hand, "I ate already tonight."

"Yeah." Cheng Lin nodded.

When Cheng Lin's noodles were almost finished, Cheng Lin didn't say anything.

Lin Chan was a little irritable, and couldn't help asking, "What do you want me to do?"

Cheng Lin's hand paused for a moment before continuing to eat, "Let's talk about it tonight."

Cheng Lin didn't say a word to Lin Chan until Lin Chan took a shower, dried her hair and returned to the bedroom.

Lin Chan looked at the person who was lying on the bed and began to fall asleep. After a long time, she sighed softly, and without turning off the bedside light, she lay down next to Cheng Lin, covered the quilt, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

He was waiting for Cheng Lin to speak.

It seemed like a long time had passed, so long that Lin Chan felt that it was time for him to fall asleep, Cheng Lin turned over and lay down, opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

Cheng Lin said: "Do you still remember the days when our university lived in an off-campus apartment?"

"En." Lin Chan responded.

"I really miss that time. Sometimes I don't do anything during the day, I lie next to you, and when I open my eyes, I can see the small ceiling fan hanging from the ceiling."

Lin Chan said, "We never used that ceiling fan."

"But you always say that ceiling fan is beautiful, and you even painted that ceiling fan."

Lin Chan's tone was light, "I have painted quite a lot."

Cheng Lin was silent for a while before turning his head to look at Lin Chan, "But you never painted me."

"I paint portraits," Lin Chan still looked at the ceiling, "If you want, I'll draw a copy and give it to you."

Cheng Lin turned his head sideways, "You know, this is different."

"It's all the same to me."

Cheng Lin sighed softly, "Why didn't you answer my call this afternoon?"

"The phone is broken." Lin Chan blinked with sour eyes, "I haven't found time to buy another one during this time."

"is it?"

Lin Chan didn't answer, but instead said, "You haven't told me what's the matter with you."

Hearing this, Cheng Lin propped up half of his body sideways, blocking Lin Chan's view of the ceiling, "You don't have anything to ask me?"

"No."

Cheng Lin stared at Lin Chan, trying to find some flaws in Lin Chan's expression.

Lin Chan looked at Cheng Lin's stubble-prone chin, but his eyes were not focused.

Cheng Lin looked at Lin Chan's face, "Then I'll have nothing to do with you."

"En." Lin Chan nodded, turned sideways and reached out to turn off the light, "I see."

Cheng Lin was stunned for a moment, feeling that his chest was full of bitterness, as if his strength had been taken away suddenly, Cheng Lin withdrew the hand that wanted to hold Lin Chan, and lay down on the bed.

The heavy curtains covered the night outside the window, not a ray of light could come in.

When Cheng Lin was thinking that Lin Chan didn't like such curtains, he heard Lin Chan's voice, together with the sudden howling wind outside the window, broke the silence of the cold winter night.

他 说:

"Let's break up, I'm serious."

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