Xingchuan

They said they wanted to move out, but it turned out to be delayed until winter and spring.

The house was chosen by Ling Yi. It is a one-bedroom house near the school, and it takes more than ten minutes to walk there.The community used to be the family building of the university. Many teachers used to live there, but now most of them are tenants from outside.The intermediary didn't deliberately mention it, so Ling Yi didn't know.

Li Xingchuan knew it, but he didn't think there was any problem.Now that you have decided to be together, you can make it public, and one day it will be made public, there is no need to hide it.

Li Xingchuan was very dissatisfied when he first moved here, and frowned as soon as he entered the door.Ling Yi didn't think there was anything wrong with it, just tidy it up.If Li Xingchuan followed everything, the rent would probably be more than double.

Ling Yi followed her mother's disposition, went with the situation wherever she went, and lived her life carefully.

Within a month, he turned decay into magic.The curtains were replaced with an inexpensive but warm light yellow color, the floor was wiped spotless with household disinfectant, even the window screens were removed and washed fresh, and of course there were ready-made watercolors as wall decorations.

Perhaps because he was still dissatisfied with the house, Li Xingchuan didn't live much.He still stayed in the dormitory three days a week, and he had to go home when he had time, and the rest of the time was only one or two days.

Sometimes Ling Yi feels that they are not living together at all.Li Xingchuan just set up a house to take him in, just like buying a house for a stray dog.

Later, Ling Yi wanted to share the rent with him, and was saving money every month.Once he had already spoken, turned around to get the money, and when he came back, Li Xingchuan had already taken a shower, as if this little money was not worth wasting his time.

Ling Yi had no choice but to save the money silently, maybe it would be useful in the future.

Speaking of which, some of Xingchuan's living habits are really bad, such as taking a shower after the sky falls when he returns home, and eight times out of ten he forgets to take his shoes, and always asks Ling Yi to take them for him.After a lot of times, Ling Yi simply put a pair of sandals in the bathroom, but it usually only works for a day or two, and it won't take long for her to be worn out in the hallway, living room, bedroom, or anywhere other than the bathroom.

Typical young master's temper.

It's the same with eating, I didn't realize that Li Xingchuan had such a tricky mouth before.By chance, Ling Yi showed his hand at home, and cooked him a bowl of pork shredded pork noodles with green pepper and eggs for supper. Li Xingchuan probably ate it to his liking, and from then on he often forced Ling Yi to cook.

Of course, Li Xingchuan bought the materials.

However, the ingredients he buys are usually not cheap, and Ling Yi is not particularly good at cooking, so he was afraid of spoiling them at first.But once Ling Yi doesn't do it, he will eat outside with his classmates and roommates.There is no way, Ling Yi can only try to make it, starting from the simple one, and it will take a long time before it can be considered decent.

Maybe it's because he is young and full of vigor, sometimes Ling Yi is still cooking in an apron, and then he will be pushed against the cooking table suddenly.Every time Li Xingchuan raised his gun and went into battle, he kept silent and sweated profusely.

The days passed in sweat like this.

Two months later, Ling Yi has already started to prepare the materials for applying to go abroad.Of course, the portfolio is the first. If you want to get the admission qualification, you must have several paintings that can be sold.

In the past four years, he has not been wasteful, but firstly, the conditions are limited, and secondly, it is inevitable to be distracted sometimes, so he is not sure about it.The teacher in the studio instructed that Shen Xiao's works were billed by the hour, and his meager savings were quickly used up, and his pockets were cleaner than his face.

In order to earn money, he took another part-time job on top of his original part-time job: on weekends, he worked as a tutor for college entrance examinations in an off-campus studio.Senior high school students have a lot of time, this is a hard job, and they often talk dry all day long, and when they are hungry, they can eat a piece of bread and forget about it.

After finally surviving until Monday, I was finally able to go back to school and draw something of my own, with no distractions for ten hours.

He wanted to catch some wind, so he chose a place by the window that day, and the easel was next to the edge of the window to borrow light.

Spring is cold and chilly, with a slight chill in the wind.

Painting quietly until evening, the afterglow of the setting sun smudges onto the canvas.The setting sun illuminates the sky with a light ocher color, and the mountains are so beautiful from a distance.

The teacher walked behind him, looked at it for a moment, and asked, "Ling Yi, why do I feel that your style has changed recently?"

He turned around, not knowing why.

"Don't be nervous." The teacher looked at him and said with a smile, "I've become much more cheerful, using bold and eccentric colors, and I don't have the feeling of being restrained like before. But I think your complexion is not very good, what's going on, Tired?"

"Maybe I didn't have a good rest yesterday."

"Then you should pay more attention to rest, don't affect the state of painting. Now is the time to work hard, and you can't relax."

The application deadline for the target school is in May, and before that, no matter how difficult it is, you have to grit your teeth and persevere.

Ling Yi nodded slightly: "Understood, thank you teacher."

The footsteps behind him gradually faded away.

Turning back to pick up the palette, he dipped some ultramarine blue with the tip of the pen, and stabilizing his wrist to fill it onto the canvas.Ultramarine is a very stable color, it makes people inexplicably calm after looking at it for a long time, very similar to Li Xingchuan.

After staring at the canvas for a long time, Xingchuan's face appeared in front of his eyes.

Still that frown expression.

Ling Yi hovered her wrist.

The two of them didn't communicate much about going abroad, and they didn't know Li Xingchuan's attitude.Maybe he dismissed it, maybe he didn't care at all, Ling Yi didn't force him to express his opinion, in the end it was his own choice.

It's just that if they can really go, they are destined to be separated for a few years.Maybe three years, maybe longer.

Three years is not long in life, but it is not short in youth.

After finishing the call, I found out that there were two missed calls, both from Yang Bin.Yang Bin has been to the school several times recently, but of course he couldn't find anyone, so he was quite angry.

Staring at the screen for a moment, Ling Yi silently deleted the call record.He knew that he had an ostrich mentality, but he always told himself that it would be fine if he went abroad.

After a while, he moved his shoulders and neck, and stood up slowly holding the brush, but there was a faint dizziness on his forehead.

Before he had time to hold on to the window edge, he fell down uncontrollably. Fortunately, he was supported by a few classmates, and he was carried to the infirmary with half his back and half his arms.

I did some simple checks and took my temperature again, and I was sure that there was nothing wrong but that I was overtired.

The doctor kept him in the infirmary for two hours to observe before leaving, and hung him with a bottle of glucose, and he slowly fell asleep.

When he woke up again, the injection had already been given, and the female school doctor was tidying up his things with her back turned to him.The glass of the infirmary is frosted, and a round crescent moon in the distance hazes into hazy half teeth, and a little starlight is dotted beside it.

It's already this late.

Ling Yi supported the bed and sat up slowly: "Teacher, can I go?"

"Okay, you're fine, so pay more attention to rest."

"Thank you, teacher."

"By the way," the school doctor wore a pair of pedantic glasses, turned around and casually pointed at the pillow, "Just now your cell phone rang, and I answered it for you. It seems to be a friend of yours. I was quite anxious when I heard that you were sick. I guess it's almost here."

Picking up the phone, it was Li Xingchuan calling.

Ling Yi thought to himself, that's too bad.

I hurried back and got connected within three beeps, but no one spoke.

"Are you on the way? I'm awake." Ling Yi sat cross-legged on the bed, bangs drooping loosely, "It's nothing, the doctor said it was just overtired. Aren't you busy today? You don't need to come here, I'll be back soon. "

The phone was silent for a while, Li Xingchuan said in a bad tone, "Wait for me there."

After hanging up, Ling Yi brushed her bangs, got out of bed, put on her shoes and sat quietly by the bed, waiting with her backpack in her hand.

Like a child waiting to be taken home.

In less than 5 minutes, a tall figure appeared at the door.He also obviously came in a hurry, and he was sweating when he broke into the door of the infirmary.

Ling Yi immediately stood up.

"Your friend?" The school doctor looked at him and then at Ling Yi.

"Ah."

She smiled: "It's such a good relationship, look at the hot sweat, wipe it off quickly, and don't catch a cold again in a while."

As he spoke, he handed over two tissues.

Li Xingchuan thanked him and asked, "Is he really alright?"

"It's nothing, just be careful not to stay up late and don't work too hard. Let's go."

Ling Yi remained silent.

Reaching out to take the backpack in his hand, Li Xingchuan turned around and walked out.After walking a few steps, I didn't hear him coming up, so I frowned and turned around: "Let's go."

Ling Yi followed closely.

The night breeze was cool, and students holding plaster models passed by from time to time on the road. There were a few people sitting in twos and threes on the long steps in front of the library, with soft drinks at their feet.

When I was about to walk to the school gate, I ran into the teacher who had just got off work.

"Are you all right?"

"Ah."

"It's good to be fine. The body is the capital of the revolution. Recently, the homework is so heavy. You can push the part-time job outside the school. Don't put the cart before the horse."

Ling Yi's neck was stiff, and he didn't turn his head to look at Li Xingchuan.

It was ten o'clock when we got home.

When the light was turned on, there was a boxy brown paper bag in the corner of the living room.But the takeaway on the table is more conspicuous, three delicate wooden boxes are bundled into a stack, and the packaging is a well-known brand of Japanese grocery store.

"You bought it?"

After changing his shoes, Li Xingchuan sat on the sofa and rubbed his face, looking a little tired, "Yeah."

After about half a minute of silence, he stood up and walked to the bathroom as usual.

Soon there was the sound of water.

Ling Yi opened the bag, and inside were three sashimi platters, including sweet shrimp, arctic shellfish, tuna, and vinegar herring.

It's just that the crushed ice below has completely melted, and a few mint leaves for decoration float on it, looking lonely and neglected.

After changing his clothes, he carried the sashimi to the kitchen, took a few frozen ice cubes from the refrigerator, and crushed them one by one with the back of the knife.I bought a bone china plate that I haven't used much and finally came in handy.Spread the homemade crushed ice, put the sashimi piece by piece, and put the wasabi and soy sauce in separate small plates, and it looks appetizing again.

Not long after, Li Xingchuan came out wiping his hair.

The place is not big, and the whole house is clear at a glance.Ling Yi was setting chopsticks in the restaurant, when she heard the movement, she raised her head and saw him staring at her intently.

His wet hair made him look extra cold.

Ling Yi took a light breath, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up: "Come and eat. I also cooked a seaweed egg soup, or the sashimi is too cold."

Li Xingchuan paused, walked past him and walked back to the bedroom, suddenly opened the closet, found a set of clothes, and quickly changed into them.

Ling Yi was slightly taken aback: "You want to go out?"

The buttoned figure froze.

The bedroom was very bright, Li Xingchuan's elbows were bent, his spine seemed to protrude from his shirt.

Standing in the restaurant at a distance, Ling Yi was still holding two pairs of chopsticks.The light in the dining room was dull and dull, his hair was dark brown under the halo, and the back was a little collapsed, looking fragile and soft.

"Let's go after dinner," he said.

Li Xingchuan still didn't turn around.

After pausing for a while, Ling Yi slowly took off the apron: "Why don't I go back to school and live, you've already taken a shower, so don't bother."

It was a silent but determined protest.

He was telling Li Xingchuan that he would not stop doing what he decided to do just because someone was unhappy.

After finishing speaking, Ling Yi put the apron on the seat, picked up her phone and went to put on her shoes.

The ice under the sashimi began to melt a little bit, but there was no way, no one could stop it.

After opening the door, Ling Yi didn't immediately go to the street to take a car.He walked around the neighborhood aimlessly, stepped on the dry fallen leaves and walked around twice, quietly listening to the sound of them breaking and peeling.

If he didn't go back to the dormitory, he would pass the gate control, but he didn't know what to think, he just didn't want to start.

On the third lap, he passed the exit of the community, as if he had stepped on a switch, his feet suddenly shrank back——

Li Xingchuan leaned against a tree, lighting a lighter repeatedly, and the blue flame came on and then went out.

In early spring, he was wearing only a shirt with his left hand in his pocket, looking like he was waiting for someone.

The breeze was gentle, the pine branches rustled in response, and the lighter clicked.

Ling Yi hesitated for a moment, walked over to a very close place, and smelled the faint fragrance of mint shower gel in his nose.

Li Xingchuan raised his head, straightened his back as his eyes met, and slowly looked away.

The grass on the ground is green and new, with a faint earthy smell, which smells very reassuring.

"Where did you get the lighter?" Ling Yi chose the worst opening line.

Looking down at the narrow waistline faintly exposed under the shirt, he silently thought, isn't Xingchuan cold?

No one spoke for a long while.

Then I saw a bony hand gently put away the lighter, and put it back into the trouser pocket calmly.

"I bought a cake and gave it away." The voice rang above my head.

Hearing these words, his ears were muffled and muffled.

It took several seconds for Ling Yi to react slowly, slowly raised her head, and looked at the person in front of her with her mouth slightly open.

"Happy birthday."

Li Xingchuan looked at him as if admitting defeat.

Ling Yi saw herself in shock from his eyes, and then suddenly remembered that today is her birthday.

23 years old.

Maybe it's because he looks too stupid, maybe it's because he has never seen anyone who can't remember his birthday, Li Xingchuan's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his face was not good-looking, "You really..."

The chest cavity is like a lake, and waves rise when the heart moves.

"never mind."

He turned and walked into the community, walking quickly.

The slender shadow slanted on the ground, passing one magnolia tree after another silently.

Within five seconds, the sound of footsteps came after him, and Ling Yi suddenly jumped onto his back, making a sound as his spine collided with his chest.

"you--"

Li Xingchuan was unprepared, if not for his excellent physical fitness, he might have knelt down on the spot.

However, he grabbed the legs beside him with both hands.

Ling Yi hung her neck around her neck, and shouted in a very subtle voice: "Xingchuan, Xingchuan."

Through the vibration on the back, I can feel someone's heart beating violently, and the waves hit the rocks every once in a while.

"Huh?" Li Xingchuan stood firm on his feet, neither hot nor cold.

"I can't walk anymore, you can carry me on your back."

Li Xingchuan shook him up: "Isn't this called carrying you?"

Ling Yi smiled: "I mean, don't let me go."

There is still a long distance to the end, don't let me go in between, even if I am your burden.

The shadows overlapped on the ground, one hung on the other, walking steadily towards home.Because there was still a lot to say, no one noticed a police car parked on the side of the road.

Yang Bin sat in the car and witnessed everything just now.

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