paper and ink acquaintance

"How did it take so long?" Gu Jun's words spread from the moment he lowered his head to raising his head, and he raised his head slightly at the end of the sentence.

"Has it been a long time?" Lin Yimo walked in the direction of Gu Yun, he put down the mobile phone that did not have the "Is there any advertising promotion", and he pretended to take out the hair dryer in the cabinet naturally.

Or maybe it's the long-term impact under the shower, the violent water constantly hitting the uneasy mind, the situation is turbulent, and it has already surfaced, which is also speechless and sighing.

It is also true that the shower is constantly pushing time, and this time is fleeting.

"It's been a long time. I've filled in the lyrics to correct mistakes, and there's also ABCD." Gu Jun packed up the English test paper, the bottom of the test paper was propped up on the table but it was silent and tidy.

Lin Yimo usually takes a bath very quickly. He is fast in every aspect (except for a few aspects), and he is not to be outdone in this aspect of bathing.But reading ABCD chapters and correcting mistakes and filling in lyrics can't keep up with Lin Yimo's bathing speed.

"That may be because our little one is already doing super fast." Lin Yimo sat on the seat, and Lin Yimo didn't hand out the hair dryer to save Gu Yun's time. He continued to add: "Maybe it's because of today's problem." Things are really a bit too annoying and I forget the time.”

Lin Yimo's lies seem to be completely half-truths and half-false patterns, but the statements compiled in this way are the most convincing lies.

The sound of the hair dryer blocked the end of Lin Yimo's words, but it did not hinder Gu Yun's understanding.

Gu Jun supported Lin Yimo's chair armrest, he could feel the water drops from Lin Yimo's hair on his cheeks, and his words bypassed the noise of the hair dryer: "Then shall I blow it for you?"

"No, you go," Lin Yimo motioned to move away from the noise of the hair dryer, he turned his head slightly and said, "I'll wait for you here."

After washing Lin Yimo's mouth, the sweetness of his mouth was invaded by strong mint, his lips were moistened with cherry blossom pink, and the surface of his lips was slightly moist with glitter. Gu Jun unconsciously put his eyes on the thin lips.

This pure gaze always exists between the two, it is a look that seduces and a kiss.

Lin Yimo also used the sound of the hair dryer to send away Gu Yun who was wearing clothes.

Lin Yimo put down Gu Jun's cell phone without restraint, then raised his cell phone, and he switched his email number to Gu Jun's account.

The mailbox is indeed something they rarely touch, so the mailbox is omitted in most apps that are blocked by messages.Gu Yun's mobile phone cleared and even cut off Shen Muxin's source of news.

Lin Yimo sent a message by email: what to do?

The simplest three words are also attacked by the cold wind, roaring in the glaciers with a bone-piercing storm.It was also because of the screen that Shen Fuxin couldn't distinguish the characters in front of the screen, and after all, Lin Yimo could figure out Gu Yun's answer template.

The email reply was as quick as two people chatting on common social software.Lin Yimo didn't react too exaggeratedly, facing the email—a belated second birthday present.

Lin Yimo was not prepared to talk nonsense, and the answer brought by Shen Muxin seemed to be without nutrition, which caused Lin Yimo to not pursue the question. The email that Lin Yimo sent out was: Then I will meet you tomorrow, at eight o'clock in the evening, city ​​hospital.

It was the time for evening self-study, and Lin Yimo even made up a reason to leave Gu Yun and go together.As the class monitor, Gu Jun even needs two hours to hold a meeting sometimes. The second model is approaching, the three-year high school files are sorted out, and things big and small. The meeting tomorrow night is indeed something that has already been set.

Lin Yimo heaved a long sigh, and the fine hair between his fingers had already fluffed and parted. He saw that the string of email accounts that had changed from unfamiliar to familiar ones sent another message requiring other contacts. Lin Yimo was completely indifferent, just I am going to delete one by one until I get to the "second birthday gift".

It also does not seem to be without nutrition.

The second gift, what was the first time?

Lin Yimo thought it was the text message at first, so he didn't pay much attention to it, but this is not Shen Muxin's style.It also happens that the practice of walking chat records is not in line with Sioux City, but in the case of all large-scale interpersonal severance, whose hands will the chat records flow to?

So, is it Shen Suxin?

So, that's the first gift?

Lin Yimo didn't delve into it because it was meaningless.For Shen Suxin, no matter whether one piece is missing or one piece is added, it can't change her image that people avoid.

When Gu Yun returned to the room, Lin Yimo had already turned the matte-textured fountain pen with his left hand, and wrote down a dozen or so lines of simple thinking methods against the test paper with his right hand.Jumping to do questions is a habit they cannot correct in their daily life. He is used to calculating the answer in the draft, and he is also used to the grand occasion of not needing to stay in the answer for a long time.

Gu Jun came straight, and the sound of Lin Yimo turning on the hair dryer was placed in front of Gu Jun.Gu Yun took the hair dryer and didn't see Lin Yimo continue to bow his head to study. From the corner of his eyes, Gu Yun saw Lin Yimo keeping silent with his knuckles supporting his cheekbones.

"What's wrong with this gloomy look?" Gu Jun turned down the level of the hair dryer, and the noise was lowered by a notch.

"Little Jun," Lin Yimo paused, and after Lin Yimo saw Gu Jun raised his eyebrows slightly, he continued, "I'll go to see Sucheng tomorrow."

Yes, he wasn't lying at this time either, he didn't say that he wasn't going to see Shen Suxin, and he might even be going into a bizarre abyss.

"When?" Gu Jun gently plucked his black hair, and his fingers were still in the crevice of the hair.

"Self-study tomorrow night."

Gu Jun turned his head and seemed to be thinking. The hair dryer went from left to right to cover the subtle changes in Gu Jun's movements, and the noise covered the hoarseness. Gu Jun turned his eyes again: "Is this the meaning of going alone?"

I, Gu Jun, grasped the subject of Lin Yimo's sentence.The subject of "I" in Lin Yimo's discourse is often accompanied by the word "we", and the "I" at this time seems particularly abrupt and lonely.

"Aren't you going to have a meeting tomorrow? The kind from the first quarter to the third." Lin Yimo said at this time, but there was a sense of grievance. Lin Yimo was used to Gu Yun's company, even if he was speechless, but The sense of security brought by this kind of silent companionship was quietly deprived, which indeed affected the mood.

It's not hypocritical, he can bear it and needs to accept it, but he also wants the unattainable possibility, so he can only feel wronged.

"Then when will you come back?" Gu Jun softened his tone, and he stroked Lin Yimo's fluffy hair with his free right hand to comfort him.

"Come back soon, just take a look, and it's impossible to chat with him, so you have to avoid him to take a look." Lin Yimo covered Gu Yun's warm hands, "You can't chat with him, right? To meet him is to push him into death."

Gu Yi paused for a moment because he agreed with Lin Yimo's statement - making Sucheng once again in a desperate situation.

Lin Yimo continued to add: "You don't have to run all the time, we are already very tired."

"Then remember to report the news to me on your mobile phone." Gu Jun stopped at the movement of the hair dryer, and Gu Jun's slight worry was fully revealed.

"Understood, it will be updated in real time."

The busyness of the whole day always makes the aftertaste too late, and after all, the life that is mainly based on plainness has no aftertaste.As far as Lin Yimo is concerned, only stepping into the frightening acetaldehyde diffuse is the color of darkness.

At [-]:[-], Lin Yimo stood alone outside the ward—Su Cheng continued to sleep, and he seemed to be fascinated by the darkness.

Su Cheng's haggardness and exhaustion are completely hidden in the gloomy clouds. This is the representative of the hospital.

Lin Yimo walked to the elevator, and he went straight to the highest floor with depression. He sent an email - the roof of the inpatient department.

The continuous sky turns into a vast and boundless solitude. Under the solitude, I don't know whether it is row upon row or patchwork, but the unified characteristic is the flashing neon lights, shining like gold nuggets and pearls.

Everything shines and the hospital stands out—it's the brilliance of others that has nothing to do with your bleakness.

Lin Yimo is an impatient person, but he waited for ten minutes in his thoughts, and he didn't know the passage of time.

The roughness of the concrete floor inevitably caused the hoarseness of the steps. Lin Yimo waited for the steps to get closer before turning around gradually.

Perhaps for a person who has not observed them carefully for more than a year, it is indeed a bit overwhelming to look at their backs at night, but Lin Yimo's face is very recognizable and will not be confused.

Shen Yuxin's surprise was indeed difficult to conceal: "Lin Yimo? Where's Gu Yun?"

"Gu Min is not free, I will replace him to chat with you." Lin Yimo took two steps forward, his stern demeanor and height gave Shen Muxin a sense of condescension.

"Is it you who sent the email yesterday?"

There was a little sullenness in Shen Yuxin's words that couldn't be concealed. She seemed dissatisfied with the appearance of Lin Yimo in front of her, and Lin Yimo also responded in an inquiring manner: "No, Gu Yun made it."

"He also watched the video?"

"The emails were all sent by Gu Yun, why didn't I see the video."

Even though Shen Yuxin raised her eyes and looked at Lin Yimo, she had no fear, she crossed her arms and said, "So if Gu Min doesn't come, it's because he's closed at home."

Lin Yimo became more confused, but also seemed to be more clear.

In Lin Yimo's mind, he never understood Shen Muxin's intention to pass this process on to Gu Yun, but until now, he only understood that Shen Muxin thought that Gu Yun could not see such a scene, even to the point of autism.

Lin Yimo continued to remain silent, but this silence made Shen Suxin feel that she had received an affirmative answer.

Shen Suxin's sickly eyes were full of passion: "It's similar to Gu Woruo."

Lin Yimo's pupils moved slightly, and all the fog seemed to be cleared away, even the tone of the prepared conversation material, etc., he only held his breath quietly, his brain was working rapidly: "Do you like Gu Yun?" ?”

"Can't see it? Isn't it obvious enough?"

Lin Yimo even thought that his words had been inexplicably lowered in terms of IQ during the conversation with Shen Muxin—she was a psychopath, and her liking somehow distorted the concept of the Three Views.She doesn't love her house, and even regards Gu's sister, Gu Woruo, as an enemy. Shen Muxin uses all violent means to destroy Gu Woruo's existence.

"Then what does your liking for Gu Jun have to do with hurting Su Cheng?"

"I hurt him?" Shen Suxin smiled sarcastically, "You all think of me as a bad person? Why did I hurt him?"

"You didn't shoot the video?" Lin Yimo couldn't escape his snort.

"I didn't do it in the first place. Anyway, it's at this point. It's a dying person. Can't you use me for a while?"

"I told him from the beginning to go to Gu Jun for comfort, and Gu Jun will understand how he feels."

"It's a pity that I didn't see Gu Jun watching the video with his own eyes, just like seeing Gu Woruo being violated, he must be very sad."

Shen Suxin's words seemed to be jumping constantly, her words didn't seem to have any connection, but she could completely capture her thoughts from the clues.

Her continued agitation and excitement are horrifying.

"You know that Su Cheng must be very sad because you guys committed suicide because you are gay, but Gu Jun is his only spiritual straw!" Her pupils were constantly excited, and her voice seemed to be biting the power of darkness.

"You forced him to commit suicide?" Lin Yimo could almost describe it as calm and composed due to excessive surprise.

"No, I'm helping him. He wants to die so much." Shen Muxin spread his arms, "But he is indeed a useless person. Wouldn't it be good to die?"

"You know that Su Cheng was violated, so you asked Su Cheng to tell Gu Yun that the purpose was to verbally reproduce Gu Woruo's scene at that time." Lin Yimo was not a question, but a statement.

But Shen Muxin nodded with a smooth smile: "Yes!"

"Sioux City has not been able to say it out, so your goal and intention have not been achieved, so you shifted the target, and you directly used video to reproduce the scene of the year."

Shen Suxin's demeanor became more and more complacent, and she used her demeanor to give an affirmative answer.

"Publish the chat records again, causing pressure on Gu Ye..."

Lin Yimo's words were cut off: "Have you put pressure on Gu Yan?" Her excitement fully reflected the pupils.

Lin Yimo ignored it, and continued to figure out the development of everything: "Then you gave Su Cheng sleeping pills, so that his death would once again give Gu Min a mental blow."

"I don't know if Gu Jun will notice me like this? After all, he turns a blind eye to me every day."

"Yes, remember and hate for a lifetime." This is not Lin Yimo's voice, it is Gu Jun's voice.