Continuously

As soon as the words came out of Yao An's mouth, Yao An knew that he probably ruined the night.

The long-lost pause peeled off from Yao Jianqi's brows one by one, refilling a kind of martial law similar to when they met again.

"Stay here?" Yao Jianqi's hand was still on his shoulder.

"Yes." Yao An said, "France."

"You mean, you want me to go on with my old life like you've never been here?"

Yao Jianqi's hand fell from his shoulder, and it was held by Yao An again before the end.

"That's not what I meant." Yao An squeezed him tightly, "You originally wanted to get a master's degree, didn't you? You've only studied for one year now, don't you plan to continue studying?"

Yao Jianqi paused and asked, "Did you see my application form?"

"I see." Yao An said truthfully, just today, when Da Ling handed it to him.

Yao Jianqi showed a trace of impatience on his face, impatience with his carelessness, he said: "That's not important."

"That's very important." Yao An said, "You never mentioned this to me, and you also said that you plan to return to China in the second half of the year. I always thought it was true."

"I'm telling the truth." Yao Jianqi said calmly.

Yao An paused.

Of course he knew that Yao Jianqi would not lie, he would just gather up some clues that he thought were irrelevant, and what he revealed were all good omens.

"Is it because I'm here?" Yao An slowed down his voice.

"I will go back sooner or later." Yao Jianqi only said.

"It's because of me." Yao An affirmed.

Yao Jianqi won't quibble, his weakness has always been obvious, after years, it won't become too hard, it will only become more and more like flesh and blood.

Yao An thought, but I still feel uneasy because of the indebtedness of a kiss.

"What was your original plan?" Yao An stroked the back of his hand with his thumb, "Tell me about it."

Yao Jian Qi looked at him sternly, as if he wanted to extract something from his body and words to distinguish the truth from the false, and he opened his mouth after a while.

"After finishing the second grade, get a master's degree and save money." Yao Jianqi spoke in a steady voice and clearly said, "Go to the city you are in."

His palm was clenched by Yao An, a kind of subconscious tremor, Yao An tried to relax, but it was difficult.

"Then do it." Yao An said.

And Yao Jianqi shook his head, without revealing his helplessness: "It can't be done."

"Why not?" Yao An hurriedly said, "Your grades are completely passed, I know, the teacher likes you very much too. If, if it's because of me..." He paused, suddenly not so sure, but still Say, "I'll be here often, I promise, and the year will be over in no time."

"Soon?" Yao Jianqi asked softly.

Yao An's heart suddenly turned sour, and he couldn't take back those words.

"A flight is at least 11 hours, and a round trip is a day. You have your busy schedule, so where can you find so many complete days?" Yao Jianqi smiled bitterly, and said lightly, "What if we are in the same hemisphere? There will always be an insurmountable time difference between them."

"These can be overcome, and it's not as bad as you imagine." Yao An didn't expect him to see the future so pessimistically, and urged, "I can apply for annual leave—I've never applied for it; Video with you, as long as you are free, whenever." He fixedly looked at Yao Jianqi, and said the most important reason, "I don't want you to compromise because of me, you should...you should have your own life."

Yao Jianqi didn't speak.

After a long time, so long that Yao An could almost hear his ending sound cooling down on the marble, only then did Yao Jianqi loosen his hand as if unbound, picked up his chin, and looked around leisurely, his pupils accommodated the darkness of the room.

"My life...is probably the same as this pavilion." He said in a low voice, his voice was dusty, "I can decorate it, make it look decent, and even make it beautiful. People come and go, If not everyone appreciates it, at least they will praise my painstaking efforts."

His gaze swam back to Yao An, casting the night light.

"But I only care about that one star."

Until lying in the thin quilt, Yao An still had the sunburn of starlight on his body.

People who sleep well usually have no dreams, as they have for several days, but tonight is an exception.Yao An went upstream in his dreams, from the end of every summer, from the village, from the gate of Yao An’s home before going to university, from the platform where Yao Jianqi went north… Who said that, young and young are far apart, but they are too numerous to count In the parting of each other, the other party has never handled it lightly.

Yao An also considered himself free and easy, and believed that the sky was not high and the road was not far, and they could always meet easily.

They did meet.

So he was able to regroup, and once again assured Yao Jianqi that this year was nothing more than a mediocre year, and looked forward to the future for him with full confidence... But in Yao Jianqi's eyes, it was clear that the scratches made in the past five years, writing The world is unpredictable.

It was he who let him be bitten by a snake.

Yao An opened his eyes at night.

In the silent night, only the moving clothes were suppressed and made no sound, a shadow was darker than the night, he half-raised, the shaking head fan stopped at an angle of looking back, pressed his fingers solemnly, and the fan blades spun again The sound of oars and lights and shadows recreated throughout the room.

"See you."

Yao An leaned his back against the wall and looked away, saw the shadow pause, but he was not frightened, but asked following the sound: "Did it wake you up?"

"No."

Yao An sat up, and the gentle wind brushed against his ears.

He remembered that the electric fan was faulty. After turning the button for a while, it would jump and stop, and he had to press it again, thinking it was repaired.

"What about you, why didn't you sleep?" Yao An asked.

"I woke up a little thirsty." Yao Jianqi said lightly.

There is no air conditioner here, Yao An has always been afraid of the heat, but he has never woken up from the heat at night, never.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he was not moving, Yao Jianqi also sat up straight.

"Why didn't you tell me that the electric fan is broken, I'll go buy a new one." Yao An said.

"I forgot it as soon as I woke up." Yao Jianqi said, "It's not a big deal."

Yao Jianqi sleeps poorly, and can always wake up at the moment when the electric fan is turned off. He is not tired of repeating the button like this, because it is just right, just enough for him to look at the pillow, touch it, and confirm a specific existence.

The wind was carved into the outline of a human figure, and Yao Jianqi's broken hair lay softly lying down, controlling the tenderness in Yao An's heart.

He finally couldn't help it, and stroked Yao Jianqi's side face, his thumb just dropped to the end of his eyes.

"Stay here." Yao An said.

His fingers sensed his frown, before the next sentence: "I thought my attitude was clear."

"But I have already handed in the application form for you." Yao An said at a close distance, "Just before I came to you."

Yao Jianqi was visibly less calm, his lips squirmed: "You..."

Yao An leaned forward and kissed him firmly.

It's like eating a lotus heart, the sweetest part is the bitter green, and the strange moistness spreads from between the teeth, Yao An thought that the strangeness was not there at all, from the moment he met Yao Jianqi, he realized that he didn't need to revisit it. How to lure, how to appease, how to be humble...

For his heart would beat to his lips.

"I'm not leaving." Yao An stepped aside from him, unable to tell each other's breathing, "I will never leave again."

Yao Jianqi didn't move, he felt a strange loss of control, every pore erupted with thumping tremors.

"What do you mean?" He held Yao An's wrist and made several fingerprints.

Yao An refused to budge, and put his other hand on his face, holding him as if he was being held hostage, and said: "I will always be with you, right here, not going anywhere."

Yao Jianqi was startled, and said in a low voice, "You don't need to be like this."

"I don't need you to do this for me," he said.

"It's what I need." Yao An said, "I was too aggressive before, and I just wanted you not to give up your studies and forget about myself." He brushed Yao Jianqi's lips as he spoke, "I can't do without you, you accompany me Follow me, okay?"

Yao Jianqi's gaze tightened, so close that Yao An could feel it strangling his throat.

"Yao An." He asked, suppressing the frequency of his voice, "Are you sure?"

A line of sight caressed him, and together with his hands, he caressed his overcorrected spine.

"I'm sure."

Almost at the end of the ending, Yao Jianqi held the back of his neck and kissed him passionately.

His lips were pierced, Yao An asked for anything, at that moment he thought, he doesn't want to be Yao Jianqi's star.

The stars cannot be taken as their own, and people who look up can only follow the stars.

He's going to drop, drop, drop into the dirt and be his camel.