dark white and light black

I never thought that I could be saved—the landlady happened to pass by that day and saw that the door of my house was not closed...

But since he didn't die, and the momentum of suicide was over, he didn't want to die.

What's there?

I figured it out - it was just a misunderstanding!

Even though this misunderstanding has filled almost my entire youth, it is still just a misunderstanding...

To live is instinct, no matter what.

After going through all this, I never thought I could see Sui Yuan again...

That day is particularly blurred in my memory, as if it was a lifetime ago.

At that time, I was lying on the hospital bed, staring at the dust jumping in the sunlight, quietly dazed.

Sui Yuan pushed the door just like that and came in, holding a large bouquet of roses in his hand, smiling all over.

"Thank you for coming to see me", I smiled at him, sincerely and naturally.

"Wang Ye, I'm not here to visit you..." He looked into my eyes and handed the dazzlingly red bouquet of roses in front of me: "...I'm here to answer your original question."

I looked at him, and suddenly it seemed that I was not looking at him, but looking at the sky, the earth, the ages, the Buddha...

I suddenly understood what he meant.

For so many days, the persuasion and comfort I thought I had succeeded in was broken into slag by Sui Yuan's words.My eyes were filled with tears, and those things that were forgotten intentionally or unintentionally, and discarded, all came back to my mind at this moment...

"Wang Ye, even if you don't have the love letter, you still have me..." Sui Yuan smiled, holding my face in his arms, smiling like catkins in spring, a long and reassuring smile.

Those memories that I can’t let go of still come back irresistibly after all—the boy wearing white sneakers on the playground; the boy who handed me an earphone; Fighting teenagers...

When those little conjectures that were entangled in misunderstandings were cleaned up, everything left was unexpectedly pure and beautiful, which was touching...

"I think... I might be gay." I answered irrelevantly, and couldn't help looking into Sui Yuan's eyes and smiling.

He looked at me, lowered his head gently, and kissed my lips.

"I know, me too... from the time you couldn't take your eyes off me..."

He smiled too, the sunlight streaming in through the window onto his face.

Sui Yuan and I are like this, laughing unscrupulously in the ward, laughing recklessly, laughing wildly...

The next day, I found a pink letter on the bedside table in the ward.

It is folded into a small heart shape, and it looks like it has been folded crookedly and ugly by the hands of beginners.

I took a deep breath before opening it slowly...

There was a line of small characters written inside - "Wang Ye, I am Sui Yuan. I love you."

It's never too early or too late, and the years have their own place.

The author has something to say: Friends who want to watch the side story "The Story of Sui Yuan" please call "Tianya is a great beauty" in the comment area

I see that the voice is louder, it doesn’t matter if you don’t call, anyway, I’m lazy~~~

This article has been written since yesterday afternoon,

Wrote until 02:30 in the morning to complete the first draft,

It was revised again this morning and finally completed.

Please forgive me if the time is short and may be shoddy~~~

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