I heard you asked me to take a bath

The playground is very empty, only a few students running here and there, and the weather turns cold, and the students don't like to come out to shake.They were sitting on the big steps next to the rostrum. The streetlights were a bit broken, flickering and giving off a very weak light. Lu Xian felt that he was about to lose sight of the face of the person in front of him.

The long-standing memories of his student days came back frequently, and he could even clearly recall the expressions on his and Song Yang's expressions when they walked across the playground after school every day.

With a little lust, a little joy, a little nervousness, and a huge amount of self-loathing.

Day after day, self-loathing.

Why should I fall in love with you...

what good do you have.

Why can't I just let go...

"Xiao Xian." Song Yang's voice sounded in his ears, and his face became clear again. Lu Xian could see the familiar facial features, which were still his nostalgia.

"Why?" Lu Xian pretended to look at the students running in the distance.

"Luo He said, you've always known your feelings, but I haven't figured out my feelings, so I'm stupid."

"..." Lu Xian withdrew his gaze and looked at him puzzled.

"I've been thinking a lot all day today. Since the day I met you in my freshman year, there are actually many things that have omens, but I haven't explored them myself."

Song Yang's voice was very calm, so calm that Lu Xian was not sure what mood he was in right now, so he didn't dare to answer.

"Last time I asked you if you remember the first time we met, you said you didn't remember, but I remember, I was the one who struck up a conversation with you first, and I asked you where the freshman mobilization meeting was held."

Lu Xian was taken aback for a moment—at this moment, he recalled the surprise when he saw Song Yang for the first time. He was tall, with long legs, and his handsome features shone brightly in the sun. He stood out from the crowd at a glance.

"But do you know, I'm not a person who likes to initiate conversations." Song Yang spoke slowly, word by word, as if he was telling a long-ago story, "At that time, obviously I could use my mobile phone to check I checked the counselor's notification record, but I didn't do that, the first time I saw you, I instinctively wanted to get closer."

Lu Xian's heart was pounding - he still remembered the scene when we first met?I thought this kind of thing, he wouldn't take it to heart... Also, what does it mean that he is not a person who likes to strike up a conversation?

Lu Xian felt that his mind was even more confused.

"I'm afraid of thunder. Once you went camping and were trapped on the mountain by heavy rain. I thought, how can I let you spend the night in that kind of place... Then I went to you when my brain got hot, and there were thunders all the way. , I don’t know how I made it through, I just thought I wouldn’t go back if I didn’t see you.”

Song Yang's voice was deep and powerful, hitting Lu Xian's heart with pain.

He remembered that rainy night. He was alone in the tent waiting for the president to come, but in the end Song Yang was waiting with his face covered in rain. He always thought that there was no thunder that day.

Logically speaking, it was impossible for Song Yang to go out alone during a thunderstorm.

Could it be that... that night... this guy came in a thunderstorm?

Lu Xian's eyelashes trembled, and the growing anxiety almost surrounded him.

"The night I got drunk in [Night Color], I was sent home by you and Luo He, and I experienced a wonderful kiss, and I vaguely felt that it was you. After I woke up the next day, my thought was—— —If it were you, I wouldn't feel disgusted at all... No, it's more than not disgusting. It should be said that the feeling is pretty good, and I even want to do it again.

"Are you kidding me..."

Lu Xian unconsciously clenched his cuffs, his heart was gripped by something indescribable, and his breathing became difficult.

stop it.

Stop talking.

Saying this doesn't change anything.

You will not like me.

you can't like my...

"So I was thinking..." Song Yang looked at him with dark pupils, as if he wanted to look into his heart, "Will I..."

Please, don't say...

don't make me expect...

Too much work.

Lu Xian breathed hard, his chest heaved violently twice, "Song Yang, let's go back."

Song Yang grabbed his arm to prevent him from getting up and leaving, and said with a firm expression——

"Could it be that I like you?"

"..."

Lu Xian's eyes widened. At this moment, he felt that everything around him seemed to have no sound.