Dedicated to Luhe

I don't know if Lu He can feel my sincerity, but he just looked ahead and gave a thoughtful "hmm" without saying anything more.

He didn't speak, and I couldn't say anything more. I was always a little uneasy, afraid that he might misunderstand.

What is wrong?

I misunderstood that I actually didn't like eating, chatting, and wasting time with him.

The street scene outside the window receded quickly, and I sat there quietly, counting the flashing street lights.

One, two, three...

Suddenly understand why some people say that at some point the language becomes very pale.

We fell silent for no reason, and no one spoke anymore. Maybe it was because the atmosphere was a bit awkward, or maybe it wasn't. In short, Lu He turned on the stereo, and he played the single "Slowly Like You" on repeat.

This song sets off the atmosphere quite well, and it makes my heart feel wet.

It's damp, and some emotions are like moss, which secretly begins to grow wildly.

I wanted to sigh a little bit, but I was afraid of being heard by him, so I could only use the sound of the music to let my breath out little by little, which was useless.

Just vented my anger all the way, it seemed that I was about to reach the station.

I thought of Lu He's words - time flies.

Does time pass quickly when you are with the person you like?

Okay, this is not absolute, I know, the so-called "like" does not necessarily mean like in that sense.

I'm sober.

I found that it is quite difficult to be a human being. Once you put someone in your heart, all your emotions and thoughts will start to become sticky, like a midsummer evening with a lingering rain, and your whole body will be sweaty and sticky Da, anxiously looking forward to something.

I concentrated on my random thoughts, listened to the music by the way, and minimized Lu He's sense of presence with me at the moment, for fear that I would pay too much attention and reveal some extraordinary thoughts.

I can't act too unusual, Lu He knows about my sexual orientation, and I uncovered it early in the morning.

He knows, wouldn't it be embarrassing if I was exposed?

It's hard to be human.

Just when I was figuring it out, the music was turned down, and Lu He said, "Where are you meeting with Wang Jin?"

Wang Jin is my manager.

"He didn't say anything." I quickly replied, "Just let me call him when I get there."

Passing this intersection is the train station, Lu He said, "Then I'll stop for you under the overpass here."

Or, if you really drive to the square in front of the station, what should you say if you run into each other by chance?

"Row."

When Lu He parked the car, the song "Love You Slowly" hadn't stopped, and he didn't know how many times the single had been repeated.

I unbuckled my seat belt and deliberately slowed down my movements. To be honest, I was reluctant to get out of the car.

I am reluctant, but I still have to leave. I have something to do, and this position does not belong to me.

Lu He asked me: "Come back on Sunday?"

"If there are no accidents, it should be." I stood there, stepped on the curb, and put my hand on the car door, "Go back and drive carefully, I'll go first."

I was about to close the car door when Lu He suddenly stopped me.

"Let me know when the train number comes back." He said, "I'll pick you up."

I was stunned on the spot.

Lu He said, "If I'm fine."

"sorry to trouble you."

God knows how happy the flower in my heart is, but I still have to say on the surface: No, I’m too much trouble for you!

Tsk, is that what scheming bitches are like?

But I really didn't expect Lu He to say that he would pick me up, he doesn't seem like such a free person.

"Let's talk about it when the time comes." Lu He glanced at the time, "Go quickly, I won't waste your time."

I don't want to go away at all, but I have said that life is always helpless.

"Okay," I took half a step back, almost bumping into the pedestrians behind me, "bye."

Lu He smiled at me while sitting in the car, and then I closed the door.

It's an uncomfortable feeling, and I hate all goodbyes.

I stood there waiting for Luhe's car to drive away, but he didn't move after waiting for a long time.

The car window was open, and he asked me, "Why don't you leave?"

I said, "I want to wait until you leave before I leave."

Lu He smiled, the light in the car was dim, but I could still see his smile clearly.

"You go first," Lu He closed the window and got out of the car, "I'll smoke a cigarette before going back."

Yes, I forgot that he can smoke.

He walked up to me and took out his cigarette and lighter: "Do you smoke?"

I shook my head.

He held a cigarette between his fingers and looked at me: "Do you hate other people smoking?"

I shook my head again.

The phone rang and the manager called and asked where I was.

Lu He waved to me, then stood under the street lamp and took a breath.

I looked at him in a daze. I didn't hear the manager's words clearly. I just remembered that Lu He was surrounded by warm orange lights, and he looked gentle and lonely.