Upper Class

For the next half month, Lin Sitao felt that every day passed quickly.

Every day when he came back from get off work, he would first go back to his small room to put down his things and tidy up; then when He Xian came back, he would go to He Xian's place.The two sometimes eat out and sometimes at home, and they will communicate on the phone in advance.

The day the exam ended happened to be Christmas Eve, which happened to be Sunday.After Lin Sitao came out of the examination room, he went straight to the mall to buy the gift he was looking for.

He picked out a set of fishing rods for He Xian, which looked very flexible and beautiful.Even a person like him who doesn't know much about fishing can't help but want to hold the rod in his hand and try it.

Lin Sitao originally wanted to engrave the word "Congratulations", but he ran out of time. On Christmas Eve, the streets were full of people and the traffic was jammed. He hurried back with the wrapped gift in his arms.

In the past few years, as long as He Xian had time, he would spend Christmas with Zhao Shuqing.It can't be regarded as a deliberate celebration of Christmas, and there is no deliberate fixed holiday tradition.Sometimes it's just the two of them, sometimes it's with some friends.

When the doorbell rang, He Xian lost his mind for a moment, then he remembered that this was his new home, and Zhao Shuqing didn't know that he had moved out.

He opened the door with a smile. Standing in front of the door was Lin Sitao, panting, holding a long and narrow red gift box.

He Xian liked the fishing rod very much, held it in his hand and admired it for a long time.They played an old movie after dinner and talked while watching it.The gift He Xian gave Lin Sitao was a new handbag, which was very simple and without patterns, and Lin Sitao liked it very much when he saw it.

While it was sticky, He Xian's cell phone rang.His mobile phone was placed by the table, and the words "Zhao Shuqing" popped out clearly on it.

The two were stunned at the same time.He Xian picked it up: "Hello." He walked to the balcony.

Normally, he wouldn't deliberately recite Lin Sitao's phone number, but his ex-boyfriend's phone number is always very sensitive.Lin Sitao looked at He Xian's back and thought, it turned out to be "Zhao Shuqing", not Zhao Shuqing.The former is like a real person living in seclusion in the mountains, while the latter is like a temporary mayor of a town.Of course, the name Zhao Shuqing is more suitable for He Xian.

He Xian's ex-boyfriends seem to have a good name that matches him.Song You, Zhao Shuqing, it's his turn - Lin Sitao.There's nothing wrong with the name Lin Sitao, but sometimes he still gets annoyed if he is lazy and called Lin Tao.

Lin Sitao sat cross-legged on the floor, looking towards the balcony, he could only see He Xian's back, he could only stare at his shoulder, as if there was a code that could directly read emotions hidden there.

Zhao Shuqing's voice came from the phone, a bit unreal.

"He Xian, I will hold a wedding banquet tomorrow."

He Xian said, "Congratulations."

Zhao Shuqing laughed.He said: "There are not many people invited, only six tables, mainly relatives of Mr. Jiang's family and my family, and some colleagues. After that, we will entertain some friends in the circle. The wedding banquet was planned for me by Xiao Zeng. Mr. Jiang didn’t care about anything, and he was exhausted... He also brought me a chamber band and a lighting engineer.”

He said like an old friend chatting: "It's really not an easy thing to hold a wedding banquet well."

He Xian held the phone in silence for a moment: "What do you want to say?"

Only then did Zhao Shuqing say: "I miss you very much. I'm not used to not spending Christmas with you this year."

"You will get used to it." He Xian said stiffly, as if suddenly angry.

Zhao Shuqing didn't care. He continued, "You know it's just a physical marriage. It's just a show. In a few days, Mr. Jiang will meet up with her girlfriend. I'm going to be left alone to celebrate the New Year."

He Xian was the most impatient to hear Zhao Shuqing say that physical marriage is just a show.In their eyes, physical marriage is not a thing at all.

"It's a pity that the Civil Affairs Bureau can't separate the first type of marriage certificate into the second type of marriage certificate. The first type is issued to real couples, and the second type is issued to married couples." He sarcastically said.

Zhao Shuqing stopped talking, silence sometimes hurts more than words, He Xian couldn't stand it anymore, he lowered his voice, almost pleading: "Zhao Shuqing, turn around, there is still time to regret today. Cancel the wedding and go to apply for a divorce certificate. "

Zhao Shuqing laughed: "If we cancel the wedding today, Xiao Zeng will kill me."

He Xian didn't smile.

The two were silent relative to each other.

As if the fireworks that were about to go out in the darkness were flickering, Zhao Shuqing's voice was harsh: "If I turn back today, can you turn back?"

He Xian didn't need to turn his head, he also knew that Lin Sitao was watching him.He didn't answer.

Zhao Shuqing said: "I'm downstairs in our house now. Where are you now?"

He Xian answered his previous question: "You are right, none of us will look back. Goodbye." He hung up the phone.

Lin Sitao was already lying on the coffee table.He Xian walked back to the living room and patted his head: "Are you sleepy?"

Lin Sitao shook his head.

He Xian turned off the movie, changed a disc, and old songs slowly streamed from the speakers.He dragged Lin Sitao to stand up: "Let's dance."

Lin Sitao didn't know how to dance, but luckily He Xian didn't have any standard dance steps.He just put his arms around Lin Sitao, and the two of them hugged, their bodies pressed together, and they swayed gently with the music.

Lin Sitao stroked He Xian's warm back, leaning his head on his shoulder, he really wanted to talk.But He Xian just hugged him tightly, and the silence spread.

A few minutes passed, Lin Sitao felt that He Xian's shoulders were still tense.

He said, "He Xian, you can use me as a lifebuoy."

He Xian paused, and kissed Lin Sitao's earlobe.Lin Sitao turned his face away, avoiding his comforting kiss, and whispered in He Xian's ear, "I haven't finished yet..."

He Xian stood still, and they were still hugging. Lin Sitao continued: "It's like this when two people are together. Sometimes we are lovers, sometimes we are lovers, sometimes we are poker friends. So sometimes even if I Reluctantly, I have to be your lifebuoy, but there is a time limit for being a lifebuoy. No one can hold a lifebuoy for a lifetime."

He Xian finally said, "Give me another 3 minutes."

Lin Sitao smiled: "One minute."

One minute later, Lin Sitao let go of He Xian: "I'm going to take a shower."

He Xian was the only one left in the living room, and he was very calm at the moment.Even the shock Zhao Shuqing gave him doesn't feel sad now.He thought that if he was an outsider, he would definitely persuade himself that it is better to take pity on the person in front of him.Lin Sitao is so nice.

But tonight he wanted to be quiet.

During this silence, he suddenly heard Lin Sitao calling him.

He walked into the bathroom: "what's the matter?"

Lin Sitao was lying in the bathtub: "How to use the massage function of this bathtub? I don't know how to do it." His hair and eyes were wet.

He was in a stretched posture, there was no bath agent in the bath water, there was no foam at all, the clear soup was clear, and under the light, young and smooth muscles could be seen at a glance.

He Xian bent down, stretched out his hand to support the side of the bathtub, and slowly pressed twice on the touch screen.The water in the bathtub fluctuated immediately.Lin Sitao turned over and lay down beside the bathtub: "Wait, what did you do? Teach me again."

He Xian stared at his back, looking down slowly.He finally couldn't bear it anymore—Jing Jing could get out of here.He reached into the bathtub to stir it, and splashed the water on Lin Sitao's back.

Lin Sitao turned around and asked with a smile, "Wash together?"