a quarter of his

The date is set at the North Gate.

Ever since Ying Zhe found out that he had lost his horse that night, he was greatly shocked, and would bombard Lin Jingfan repeatedly every day.

- when did you recognize me

- do we know each other?

- who are you , can you tell me

Lin Jingfan didn't expect that he really didn't guess at all, every day his stomach hurts from laughing, and he still kept silent after laughing, only saying that you will know when the time comes, which made Ying Zhe very depressed.

The seven-day teaching support ended soon, and on the last day, the group donated the books brought by Zhang Zhao to the school.

Xiang Tian suggested to go outside to buy some food to distribute to the students, so a group of people bought a bunch of them in a nearby small supermarket like a storm, and almost moved the supermarket.

In the evening, the school held a bonfire party to see them off, and the children gave a lot of performances.

In spring, it doesn't get dark very early, and there are bursts of laughter like silver bells echoing under the purple-blue sky.

The bonfire reflected the children's clear eyes, several girls couldn't help crying, and Lin Jingfan couldn't help being a little hot-eyed, he just felt that this experience was enough for him to have a long aftertaste.

They sang "Friends" at the end. Twelve people held hands, and many teachers sang along with them.

"Friends will be together forever

No more in those days

one sentence forever

A glass of wine for a lifetime of love”

Wei Yang's face could not help but flash before Lin Jingfan's eyes, and he gradually felt that the former friends might be slowly drifting away, while the new friends were slowly approaching.

The return journey is still a hard seat, and everyone has lost the enthusiasm when they came, and just sat on the seat and swiped their mobile phones.

Lin Jingfan noticed with sharp eyes that Liu Dong and Wang Yan sat together very naturally.He and Xiang Tian looked at each other, thinking that maybe he was not the only one who gained something from this teaching support.

Eight hours is a long time without poker.

Lin Jingfan chatted with Ying Zhe, and would notice the distance between them from time to time. This feeling of getting closer gave him an indescribable joy.

He thought of those screenshots sent by Ying Zhe that day, and imagined his mood at that time.

This kind of Ying Zhe seems to have a real feeling in his eyes, unlike usual teasing, which makes him feel cared about.

Does he like me?

Lin Jingfan couldn't help thinking, and felt that the word "like" seemed a bit heavy.

Maybe he is also a little lonely.

Outside the window, the village and fields passed by quickly, and he hoped that the train would go faster.

Early the next morning, Lin Jingfan opened his eyes, took his phone and looked, it was only eight o'clock in the morning.

Zhou Xiang had already gone out for a run early in the morning, while Xu Zequn and Zhang Zhao hadn't woken up yet.

Lin Jingfan closed his eyes and opened them again, he couldn't sleep anymore, so he went downstairs to wash his face.

When I looked in the mirror, I found that I hadn't shaved my beard for several days, so I took out the razor and started shaving again.

He felt a little nervous and embarrassed.

How will Ying Zhe react when he sees him?

What can the two of you talk about?

Ahhh Lin Jingfan didn't want to meet again, but meeting was proposed by himself, so it's not good to meet.

He was a little absent-minded throughout the whole day of class.After the last experimental class, he excused himself from the broadcasting agency to have dinner with Zhou Xiang and the others, and rode his bicycle straight to the north gate.

The north gate is the most remote gate of University C, usually few people come here, Lin Jingfan parked his bicycle at the gate, and as soon as he went out, he saw Ying Zhe standing not far away, pacing back and forth.

They made an appointment at 06:30, Lin Jingfan turned on his phone and took a look.

18:25

2 minutes ago, Ying Zhe sent a message: I'm here.

Lin Jingfan curled his lips, walked towards him, and replied: I'm here too.

Almost in the next second, he saw Ying Zhe raised his head and looked around.

Lin Jingfan looked at him politely, and their eyes collided.

At the moment when the four eyes met, Ying Zhe's expression was very exciting.

"Damn it!" Ying Zhe almost squeezed out this sentence through his teeth.

Lin Jingfan wasn't nervous at all right now, he just smiled and said, "Are you surprised? Are you surprised? Didn't you think so?"

After three consecutive rounds, Ying Zhe was powerless to fight back, and he waved his hands weakly and said, "You...let me take it easy."

The two took the bus to the university town. Lin Jingfan was wearing a warm orange sweater and a blue-and-white baseball uniform over it today, while Ying Zhe was wearing a plaid shirt and a pullover vest, full of youthful vibes.

Ying Zhe was a little taller than him when walking side by side, both of them were equally handsome.

There is a shopping mall near the university town, and there are still many people during the week. There are college students who come to eat, have dinner, and fall in love everywhere, but there are not many people in C University.

The two entered a Qiandao coffee shop. There were quite few people in this shop, the environment was elegant and quiet, and Cantonese songs were playing.

The male voice was deep and mellow, with a feeling of piercing people's hearts. The waiter led them to a small cubicle separated by green plants.

Quiet and private, Lin Jingfan was very satisfied with this place, and ordered meals with Ying Zhe separately.

Lin Jingfan ordered a cup of cappuccino and tomato pasta, while Ying Zhe ordered matcha coffee and sandwich platter, plus Hawaiian pizza and snack platter.

"I heard that straight men don't like matcha", Lin Jingfan didn't know where he saw this statement, and laughed at him.

"So I'm coming out with you now."

Ying Zhe finally regained his composure at this moment, and began to trace the many coincidences between the two of them after they met.

"Fuck, I should have realized that it's yours." Ying Zhe was rather depressed, "I thought it was you before, but then I didn't feel like it..."

Lin Jingfan didn't expect that their mental journeys were so similar, so he told Ying Zhe that he had doubted him in the study room before.

Ying Zhe seemed to have a vague memory of this period, and it took him a long time to remember: "At the end of the semester and I had a cold, I didn't have much interest in surfing the Internet. If I had known it was you, I would have..."

Lin Jingfan looked at him with a smile, Ying Zhe didn't say anything for a long time, the two looked at each other for a while and then started laughing again.

"Speaking of which, you even gave me medicine at the time. To be honest, did you treat me... um?" Ying Zhe looked at him with a smirk.

After changing their identities, Lin Jingfan only felt that the Ying Zhe in front of him was completely different from the one he knew before, and that there was a hint of "Jiji" faintly.

"No, I thought you were a straight man at the time. Speaking of which, you took the initiative to add me on WeChat, didn't you also treat me... huh?"

Ying Zhe didn't deny it, "I just think you're pretty handsome, and..."

"And what?"

Ying Zhe seemed to be holding back a smile: "And it looks like it, but I didn't guess you. This is a shame in life."

Lin Jingfan: "..."

The two are like friends who have known each other for a long time. There are endless topics to talk about with each other. Whenever one topic ends, they can always transition to another topic naturally.

They are the same age, same school, same department, and same gender, so there are simply too many things to talk about.

Time seems to fly by at this moment, they gossip about school and teachers, classmates, disgusting programming courses, and finally go back to themselves.

Lin Jingfan mentioned his first love and Wei Yang, and talked about his confused summer vacation. He once mentioned it in front of "Jiji", but now he doesn't mind saying it again in front of Ying Zhe, and Ying Zhe also talked about his past. .

He confirmed his sexual orientation almost when he was about to graduate from junior high school, and he had talked about girlfriends before that.I was quite scared at the time, and I slowly accepted it after searching a lot of information on the Internet. I also went to several forums with relatively large traffic and stayed there for a while.

There are everyone in the circle, and he has seen a certain moderator in the forum complain about the embarrassing thing that he used blued to make a date with a P and ended up meeting a high mathematics teacher.

"I'll go." Lin Jingfan almost spit out a mouthful of coffee, "This is too exciting."

Ying Zhe cut a piece of pizza and handed it to him: "So the circle is chaotic and the water is deep."

Lin Jingfan looked at him jokingly: "You won't... that too, will you?"

He really couldn't say that shameful word, Ying Zhe was stunned for a moment before he realized it.

"No", he looked at him with a smile, "what about you?"

"Of course not," Lin Jingfan said frankly, "You are the first person I dated on blued, to be honest, if I hadn't guessed who you are, I probably, um, wouldn't... ..”

He didn't go on, but Ying Zhe already understood, he raised his eyebrows: "But even if I didn't guess who you are, I should probably ask you out."

These words were too ambiguous, Ying Zhe looked at him quietly after finishing speaking, Lin Jingfan was actually a little embarrassed to be looked at.

Leslie Cheung's "Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter" was playing in the restaurant, the singing was melodious, and Lin Jingfan felt that there seemed to be a strange feeling brewing in his heart.

"It's a nice song," he said.

""Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter", by Leslie Cheung."

"Do you know what day it is today?" Ying Zhe asked suddenly.

Lin Jingfan turned on his phone, and it turned out to be April 4st.

"Leslie Cheung's Memorial Day."

"Well, I know." Although Lin Jingfan usually doesn't pay much attention to the music industry, it's impossible that Leslie Cheung has never heard of it. "No wonder his songs are playing all the way today."

Lin Jingfan didn't expect that he and Ying Zhe would make an appointment on April Fool's Day by mistake. He couldn't think of it when he was teased by Xiangtian and Zhou Xiang in the morning. Now he and Ying Zhe are sitting here, listening to Leslie Cheung's song, vaguely There is a feeling of being in the game.

"So is he," Ying Zhe said.

"Didn't you say you were bisexual?"

Lin Jingfan knew Leslie Cheung during the summer vacation after the college entrance examination. He searched many things about him, admired him for daring to disclose his sexuality, and felt very sorry for his final ending.

"You also believe that." Ying Zhe seemed to feel that he was a little naive, "If a man in this world can fall in love with a woman, which one would not think twice about choosing a man."

"You can't say that," Lin Jingfan felt that his words were somewhat pessimistic and absolute, but he really couldn't refute them.

External pressure, other people's eyes, traditional and conservative family environment, no matter which one is enough to crush them to death.

"Look at Leslie Cheung, although he disclosed his sexual orientation," Ying Zhe said, "but in the end he didn't feel depressed under heavy pressure."

"In fact, there are many elements of his depression..."

"But it is undeniable that sexual pressure is an important reason."

"Yeah, alas, so for people like us, feelings and life are doomed to be incompatible," Lin Jingfan couldn't help but sigh.

Instead, Ying Zhe was stunned for a moment, looked at him with a complicated expression, then nodded and said, "You're right, love is love, life is life."

"Yeah," Lin Jingfan said, "Hey, why did you suddenly bring up such a heavy topic, change the channel quickly."

Ying Zhe laughed.

The two chatted for a long time that night, and the topics were wild and unconstrained, and they talked about whatever they thought of, and sometimes they even just chatted about some unnutritious saliva, and they felt very happy.

Leslie Cheung's hoarse and passionate voice echoed in the restaurant for a long time——

"Spring should be great if you're still here"

"The spring breeze seems to be brewing love"

"You in the early spring stir up my fantasy"

"Like green grass makes spring rains fragrant"

They didn't say things like "like you" or "together", but they knew each other, so they were considered together.

The author has something to say: I still love you today~