Upper Class

Before Valentine's Day, Lin Sitao's postgraduate entrance examination was settled and passed smoothly.

He Xian was very happy for him and prepared a bunch of new things for him.

When Lin Sitao came to He Xian's place that day, he saw a pile of things on the table.Neatly packaged and shiny.

"What is this?" He asked He Xian.

He Xian bought him a new computer, a new mobile phone, some new shirts and shoes, and two new coats.

"A new start will prepare some new things for you." He Xian said it as a matter of course.

Lin Sitao said, "I'm not a freshman who just entered college; and you, you're not my father."

He Xian said: "I dare not. This is still far from my father's standard..."

He hugged Lin Sitao and said with a smile: "It's almost time to call me brother. After accepting brother's gift, you have to study hard every day, you know?"

Lin Sitao blushed: "Isn't it too late for you to play and develop now? You're overage!"

When it was time to go to bed, he and He Xian lay naked on the bed.After finishing, He Xian still put his arms around his waist and didn't let go.Lin Sitao asked him: "Do you remember what I was like back then?"

He can talk about the past naturally now.

He Xian said: "I remember you. You are thin and small, and with those eyes, you are still a student, not a gangster."

Lin Sitao listened quietly, but he suddenly became suspicious: "Do you really remember me?"

He Xian bit his shoulder: "If you don't believe it, forget it."

Lin Sitao smiled.He didn't ask any more questions.

He Xian asked him in turn: "Actually, is it really me that you remember?"

Lin Sitao knew what he meant—he heard He Xian talk about his "memory beautification theory", that is, people's memory will automatically modify without knowing it, beautify what they want to beautify, and uglify what they want to uglify.

Lin Sitao turned over and looked at He Xian and said, "Maybe I don't know much about you, but my memory is absolutely fine. I remember everything as it is. If a person doesn't even have his own brain Believe it or not, that's too sad."

He Xian laughed: "Oh, then what am I like?"

Lin Sitao put his hand on He Xian's cheek: "You don't know... I often recall that time."

He will recall it over and over again, and each time he recalls it, he will have different feelings.

He hesitated, wondering if he should ask at this time, he had wanted to ask He Xian about this matter for a long time.

"He Xian..." He finally opened his mouth.

"Did you really drink too much when I dragged you off the bridge that night?" he asked in a low voice.

He Xian's black eyes remained motionless, staring at the curtain behind Lin Sitao, the corner of his mouth moved, like a smile: "I'm really drunk."

Lin Sitao regretted asking this, he hugged He Xian.He remembered the whole thing so clearly that he could analyze it minute by minute, and accurately analyze the moment when he fell in love with He Xian.

He fell in love with He Xian the moment he threw him off the bridge railing.

Every time that scene played back in his mind, his doubts deepened.

He Xian stroked Lin Sitao's back, a little absent-minded, he wanted to get up, get dressed and leave.But the body in his arms was surprisingly warm, completely melting his will.He is reluctant.

It is easy to pretend to deceive others, but it is difficult to deceive yourself.It is easy to deceive irrelevant people, but difficult to deceive those who care.

It was a sticking point in his mind, wrestling with his worst nightmares and self-doubt.In the past ten years, he deliberately forgot about this matter.He felt that he had forgotten that even when he heard that someone he knew committed suicide for various reasons, he could not be moved.

But at this time, he was facing Lin Sitao naked, and it was only when one of them was destined to remember this matter that he realized that he hadn't forgotten either.

He kissed Lin Sitao's hair, and in the end he just said, "How do you want to spend Valentine's Day?"

The Valentine's Day plan they discussed didn't work-it happened to be a weekday, and unfortunately both of them had to work overtime.It was nearly ten o'clock when the two met.With only two hours left until Valentine's Day ends, the festive climax is almost over on the streets, and rose petals are strewn everywhere.It was freezing cold at night.

They hurried to a bar.Fortunately, the bar is still busy.

It was past twelve o'clock when we got home, Lin Sitao was yawning, he just turned around and poured himself a glass of water.He Xian came out with a large bunch of roses from behind.

Lin Sitao smiled: "Where are you hiding?"

He didn't notice it at all.

"It's boring to say it." He Xian stuffed it into his arms.

Lin Sitao held the flower and looked at it for a long time before putting it away in the vase.This is the first time he has received flowers in his life.It can already be regarded as a perfect Valentine's Day.

The next day in the office, I occasionally heard someone complaining that Valentine's Day is boring, but they have to spend it every year.Lin Sitao laughed in his heart when he heard this, why does this complaint sound so much like showing off.

Overnight, the circle of friends is full of flowers and gifts.A single dog retweeted a picture from a fashion magazine, and scolded: What are you posting, can you post it well enough for this Valentine's Day!Reply below.

Lin Sitao clicked on it and saw that it was a photo of a bride in a wedding dress.He looked at the picture and text introduction, and it turned out that this is a domestic cellist named Shen Zhouhan.

"Is she famous?" Lin Sitao asked the single dog while holding his mobile phone.

The single dog smiled and asked, "You don't know? This is Mr. He's younger sister."

"How do you know?" Lin Sitao exclaimed.

The single dog said: "I don't know, I've heard people talk about it."

Lin Sitao only heard from He Xian that his sister was engaged in music, but he had never heard that his sister was so famous.He didn't know whether to blame himself for being too slow or He Xian for being inconsiderate.

He still doesn't know He Xian very well, but in a sense he is doing the most intimate thing with He Xian.

Take it easy, take it easy.Lin Sitao persuaded himself.

It was the first time he had such an intimate relationship with someone, and he didn't know what was normal and what was abnormal in many things.Can the norms in the relationship between men and women in the world be directly applied to the relationship between men and women?What's more, He Xian himself is in a complex interpersonal relationship.

Shen Zhouhan took a group of photos for a certain fashion magazine a few years ago, and the wedding was already in full swing.She herself is considered half of the entertainment industry, and her parents are businessmen, so she doesn't mind spending money to make the show bigger.There is also a lot of publicity in magazines and on the Internet.

During the Spring Festival, Shen Zhouhan asked He Xian if he had any company at the wedding, so she could arrange the seats.He Xian said to go alone.At the beginning of March, Shen Zhouhan called him again to ask him, but He Xian still said that he would attend alone.

Shen Zhouhan laughed at him: "Valentine's Day is over, you are still alone? I don't believe it. With your ability, if you just say hello, someone will come to accompany you."

He Xian laughed out loud: "Do you want me to bring someone to your wedding casually?"

Shen Zhouhan sneered: "I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of Teacher Zhao's pit. It's good to change your mood with someone else."

She hung up the phone, and He Xian looked out the window.

His recent cohabitation with Lin Sitao, the semi-cohabitation life made him very satisfied, almost impeccable.