Xingchuan

In a blink of an eye, the year is over, and the students are returning to school one after another.

During this period of time, Ling Yi talked to Li Xingchuan on the phone almost every day, sometimes it lasted more than half an hour, and sometimes it lasted five to six minutes.However, Li Xingchuan happened to have something to do on the day he came back, and the two of them didn't meet up until the next day.

Then I stayed in the hotel for three days in a row.

The injury is almost healed, and you can indulge appropriately.New wounds piled up with old wounds, and the scar on Ling Yi's stomach became more obvious.One night, Li Xingchuan forcibly turned on the light to do it, and the hair in the room wished he could see clearly.Ling Yi blocked the scar with his hand, Li Xingchuan took his hand away, he blocked it again, and then moved away again.

It is said that this is desensitization therapy, Ling Yi does not know whether it is true or not, and does not know that she is a guest in the dream.

Later, when I went back to school, I was busy drawing while the other was busy, and I didn't see each other for several days.It wasn't until the night before the scheduled dinner party that Li Xingchuan told Ling Yi that the next day was a party in their dormitory.

"You don't have to go if you don't want to go."

"I want to go." Ling Yi wasn't shy, "But I'm still recovering, and I can't eat a lot of things. Will it spoil your interest?"

"There is always something you can eat." Li Xingchuan didn't seem to care.

"Well, send me the address, and I'll go there when I'm done."

In the afternoon of the next day, Ling Yi came out of the studio where she worked part-time, with ink and paint all over her body, and hurried back to the dormitory to change clothes.

The appointment is at six o'clock, if you don't hurry up, you will be late.It gets dark early in winter, running all the way, the sky is getting dark all the way.When he got to the downstairs of the dormitory, he ran out of breath, and hurriedly swiped his card to grab the elevator, but when he opened the door, he saw an unexpected visitor.

Like a cold mousetrap hidden in the dark, just waiting for him to take the bait.Yang Bin was sitting on the corner of the bed, with his legs crossed, his right hand slowly beating time on his knee.

The dormitory is very quiet, and the roommates are listening to music on the upper bunk.

Turning to see him, Yang Bin raised his eyebrows and grinned: "Did you see my text message?"

Ling Yi stood some distance away from Yang Bin, lowered her head and slid the phone away, only to see a message from half an hour ago: I haven't had dinner together for a long time, and I will spend the night with my father.

He felt sick to his stomach.

"I'm not free tonight, and I don't want to have dinner with you if I'm free."

"The seats are all reserved, how can I not give you face?" Yang Bin walked over, with deep smile lines and ravines on his face, "I am happy that my father has been promoted today, and treat you to high-end dishes."

It was getting darker outside the window.

Ling Yi was anxious, her lips were tightly drawn.

Seeing that he didn't make a statement, Yang Bin smiled and raised his head again, and went to strike up a conversation with his roommate: "Xiao Lai, come out to have a massage with us? Uncle treats guests. Uncle was promoted today, and he will take you out for a dental festival."

After speaking, he patted his purse.

The roommate didn't know the inside story, took off the earphones and looked at Ling Yi blankly: "Don't you have an appointment tonight? I've already ordered takeaway."

Ling Yi shook her head slightly behind Yang Bin, signaling him to stop talking.

"Why?" Yang Bin looked at them suspiciously, with a half-smile, "Is there a secret?"

The roommate looked embarrassed.

Ling Yi turned around and sat on her bed: "I have no appetite."

"Why don't you have an appetite? Why don't you feel uncomfortable? Tell Dad." He put his hand on his thigh.

He avoided it immediately, and was afraid that his roommate would be suspicious, so he could only stand up and say, "Should you leave after eating?"

Yang Bin didn't answer, but smiled meaningfully.

"Who did you make an appointment with at night? If you're so wary, you can't let dad know?"

Ling Yi quickly picked up her wallet and mobile phone, and walked out without looking back: "If you want to eat, hurry up, the cafeteria will be closed if it is late."

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On the other side, the restaurant box.

There are five people sitting around a round table.The elder of the dormitory, Yi and his fiancee Zhao Ke, Li Xingchuan, Xie Siyun, and the youngest who is a top student in glasses.

The sound of laughter in the next box could be heard through a wall, and it was as lively as a pot of boiling water. There were three menus on the glass turntable on their side, but no one moved them.Zhao Ke pushed Lao Yi's shoulder and pouted to the side.

In fact, there is no need for her to remind, Lao Yi has already discovered that someone's expression is not right.He kicked Xie Siyun under the table.

Xie Siyun coughed lightly: "Xingchuan, is Ling Yi still here?"

Ling Yi sent a text message half an hour ago, saying that he was delayed by something and that he would not be able to leave until later.

"Come." Li Xingchuan replied.

"Is there a traffic jam on the road?" Zhao Ke was holding Lao Yi's arm, smiling, Liu Yemei said, "Xingchuan, I remember you were riding a motorcycle, and you didn't pick it up anyway. I heard from Siyun that he was from the Academy of Fine Arts next door. It’s not just a matter of oil.”

The harmony of their dormitory is harmony here. Their ambitions and aptitudes are different, but they tolerate each other.

"But sister, you're overthinking this." Xie Siyun teased, "Young master Li can't do the job of a driver. He rides a motorcycle to be chic, not to pick up people."

Being provoked like this, Li Xingchuan didn't respond: "Order first, don't wait."

"Wait a little longer?"

"He's late himself, don't worry about him." He picked up the menu.

The weather was so cold and it was getting late. In fact, everyone was so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs.With his statement like this, the others were no longer polite, and they looked together two by two.

This restaurant tastes good, but it is expensive, and there are not many students coming here.

Xie Siyun climbed Li Xingchuan's shoulder, and just pointed to a Dongpo elbow, when Li Xingchuan said to the waiter: "One three-fresh tofu, one lettuce with oyster sauce."

Xie Siyun's face turned green: "Don't save me money like this."

Li Xingchuan didn't raise his head: "It's not for you to eat."

There were six people in total, and they ordered eight dishes and one soup.

While waiting, Li Xingchuan sent a text message: "Where are you?"

Ling Yi didn't return.

Looking at the phone, Li Xingchuan's expression became more and more serious.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Zhao chatted with a smile: "Xingchuan, do you remember the girl who asked me for your phone number before? She still misses you. Tell me, what did you do to them? I will never forget you to this day."

"Which girl, what girl?" Xie Siyun went to audition at that time.

"As for my little junior sister, once I came to see Lao Yi, she accompanied me, and I happened to see Xingchuan."

"Oh..." Xie Siyun turned his head meaningfully, "Did you give the number to someone?"

Li Xingchuan said lightly, "I look like you?"

"What do you mean? Bring the phone, I'll check it for Ling Yi!"

As he said that, he snatched his mobile phone, slid it open to look at the address book, and after ten seconds, he was filled with righteous indignation: "Are you human, Li Xingchuan, you don't have Ling Yi's account saved, I want to tell Ling Yi!"

Li Xingchuan didn't respond.

The youngest said it bluntly: "Second brother knows how to recite."

"... Mensao."

Kejie laughed lightly: "Xingchuan, I like him that much."

I like it so much that I even memorize the number.

She looked over and saw Li Xingchuan tightening his jaw, as if he wanted to argue, but in the end he remained silent.Such a helpless gesture actually made him look a little young and uncommon.

Time passed slowly.

The owner of the restaurant has good taste, and there is a clock hanging in a very conspicuous place in the box. The black arrow needle on the white plaster art base inadvertently points to seven o'clock.

The dishes have also been served in sevens and eights.

The last soup was served, and the West Lake Beef Soup was steaming.The youngest picked up the porcelain spoon and wanted to serve it, but was stopped by Sister Ke's slight expression of shaking her head, and slowly put down her stiff arms.

The porcelain spoon jingled softly as it landed on the plate.

"Xingchuan, do you want to make another call?"

Li Xingchuan was silent for a moment, then got up with his mobile phone: "You guys eat first, don't wait for me."

When he left the box, the remaining three big men looked at each other, "What's the matter, didn't you say that Ling Yi likes Xingchuan very much? He was late for so long and didn't call a single one. Could it be that he didn't want to have a serious talk at all, so he felt that he had nothing to do with us? There is a burden to meet, don't want to come."

But sister immediately shushed.

Unfortunately it's still too late.

Although the door was closed, Li Xingchuan didn't go far, and these words blew into his ears like a gust of wind.

The hallway smelled of smoke, and the carpet had a few drops of oil stains that were hard to remove.He walked to the end of the corridor, facing the dark night outside, took out his mobile phone to make a call.

Temporarily unavailable.

He tightened his fingers and almost wanted to throw the phone downstairs.

Before the second round was finished, there was a sound of ding dong, and the elevator behind him opened.

Li Xingchuan turned his head.

Ling Yi panted and ran out from inside.Jeans, gray down jacket, sneakers smeared with paint.

He looked around eagerly for the box number, with a nervous expression, disheveled hair, flushed skin as white as paper, and no image at all.

After searching for half a circle, I suddenly found someone in the corner, and suddenly stopped under my feet.

Looking at each other, Li Xingchuan frowned, turned around and walked downstairs.Ling Yi immediately turned around and chased after him: "Xingchuan!"

The sound of footsteps was one angry like wind and thunder and the other full of panic.

Li Xingchuan took two steps at a time, and went down to the hall in an instant.Ling Yi was not as fast as him, and his body had not fully recovered, so he was quickly left behind.

At night, when the Linjiang lanterns come on, passers-by are in a hurry, and the moonlight can illuminate things clearly.

"Xingchuan—"

Only after running to the street did Ling Yi dare to shout a second time.

"Wait for me!"

After eating a few random bites in the cafeteria, he ran out, pedaling almost without stopping, and now he was running and shouting again. Within 50 meters, Ling Yi felt a dull pain in his lower abdomen, and had to stop to rest.

He arched his back and gasped, propping his waist with one hand, and with the other hand he called Li Xingchuan who had disappeared without a trace.

The third time, it worked.

"Xingchuan! I couldn't get a taxi just now and had to ride here. I couldn't answer the phone and text messages on the way. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to be late. I can apologize to everyone and invite everyone to dinner."

Except for the wind, there was no response.

Ling Yi's eyes were red, and he took a deep breath: "Xingchuan, don't ignore me."

The phone was hung up.

The cold wind blows through the body, and the pores of the whole body shiver and shrink.After standing there for a while, he retreated to the flower bed next to him and sat down, burying his face deeply in his palms.

His body was sweating profusely, hot and cold.The clothes feel heavy after being wet, and they weigh heavily on the body, as if to crush the shoulder blades.

"What are you still doing here?"

A familiar voice, very close.

Ling Yi's eyelids trembled, and he slowly raised his head.

Li Xingchuan stood in front of him, his eyes as cold as snow.

"The meal is over, what are you still doing here?"

Ling Yi opened his mouth, looked at the direction of the restaurant at a loss, his throat was completely stuck.

Unable to speak, he could only reach out and hold Xingchuan's hand.

Li Xingchuan froze for a moment, and flung away forcefully, but Ling Yi refused to let go no matter what.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the two of them quarreled like this on the street.

This kind of anger and apology are silent, and the nerve endings where the two hands are connected are surprisingly sensitive, and the electricity is repeated every second.

Ling Yi's tiny beads of sweat rolled down her head, and her face turned pale with anxiety.Li Xingchuan was still angry, but he couldn't express his anger in the face of this situation. After a long stalemate, he dragged him to the restaurant without looking back.

The wrist was so painful that Ling Yi followed suit: "Didn't you finish eating?"

The footsteps in front stopped, and he immediately bumped into it.

The tip of the nose was pressed against the back, and there was a slight pain.

Li Xingchuan turned around, breathing heavily on Ling Yi's face: "What about me, do you think I ate it?"

The surroundings are quiet for a few seconds.

Just before he turned his head, Ling Yi tiptoed and pressed his upper lip unexpectedly, giving him a light kiss.

"Are you waiting for me?"

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