Cross the sea

Li Chengyun received his application for suspension of school on the second day of the first semester of his freshman year. The reason was that his mother, who had been busy outside for more than ten years, suddenly wanted to make up for his missing maternal love.

In fact, Li Chengyun didn't feel that Zhen Wei was absent in his childhood life, but because Zhen Wei wanted to do this, Li Chengyun also acquiesced.

In the first few days, Zhen Wei and Li Chengyun devoted themselves to playing the role of loving mother and filial son, but the good times did not last long, and the routine three times a day of asking for warmth finally came to an end on the eighth day.

Zhen Wei was sitting in front of the dressing table to apply eyeliner. She shook her hand halfway, and a straight black line flew to her temple.

"Go out, I can't even draw my eyeliner straight when you sit here."

Zhen Wei shook the eyeliner in her hand, and the diamonds attached to the indigo-blue nails reflected dazzling light with her movements.

Li Chengyun came out of the bedroom, and Li Xiangting stood at the stairs, leaning on the handrail and smiling helplessly.

In Li Chengyun's impression, Zhen Wei always has exquisite makeup and decent clothes, and the few strands of curly hair scattered on her shoulders need to be fixed countless times with hairspray, so when Li Chengyun saw the woman lying on the hospital bed with a blue face, he retreated unconsciously, Check again and again to see if the patient's name hanging on the door is Zhen Wei.

"It's myocardial ischemia."

Zhen Wei was lying on the bed, half of the false eyelashes on her right eye fell off, Zhen Wei clicked her tongue and raised her hand to tear off the false eyelashes.

The decoration of the special ward seems to try to make the patients feel at home, but the smell of disinfectant in the air still makes people feel uncomfortable. Li Chengyun walked a little closer and touched Zhen Wei's hand lightly, "Is it uncomfortable? ?”

"nor."

Zhen Wei stared at the ceiling, her fingertips trembling slightly, "I just suddenly feel like I'm really old."

Li Chengyun suddenly didn't know what to say, he looked at Zhen Wei's face, paused for a moment, then pointed to the corner of her eyes with a smile, and said, "Only people with wrinkles here are qualified to say they are older."

"I've got Botox here, fat glue under the eyes, and a bit of hyaluronic acid on the chin."

Zhen Wei turned her head, maybe she had just torn off the false eyelashes with great strength, her eyelids were slightly red: "There should be wrinkles."

Li Chengyun didn't answer, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the criss-crossed circular road below the city in a daze.

The door behind him rang, and Li Chengyun turned his head. A girl in a black skirt walked in. The smell of perfume quickly covered the smell of decay in the ward.

"I told your father that you don't need to come, so I'll trouble you to make another trip."

Zhen Wei wanted to sit up a little, but the girl hurried over to support her shoulders.

"How can it be troublesome? I will definitely come here when my aunt is sick."

"Oh, right."

Zhen Wei looked at Li Chengyun, "This is my son Li Chengyun, also from Haida."

Li Chengyun nodded slightly, the girl smiled, and then went to tuck Zhen Wei in the quilt again.

"You can go with Tingyu later, girls are not safe at night."

Li Chengyun and Zhen Wei looked at each other, paused for a while and then asked in a hoarse voice: "Are you okay, Ah Cheng?"

Li Chengyun didn't refuse. After ten minutes, Zhen Wei began to urge them to go back to school. When they came out of the hospital building, Li Chengyun saw the black car parked outside.

Shen Tingyu opened the door and got into the car. She bent down slightly to look at him in the back row, then smiled and said, "It's going to rain, I'll see you off."

The distance from the hospital to the school is not too far, but the traffic flow is at its peak, and even four wheels can only move slowly on the viaduct.

"Auntie is in a bad mood recently."

Shen Tingyu turned down the volume of the music a little behind the car, "If you have time, you should visit her more recently."

Cement-colored rain clouds soon enveloped the entire sky. Li Chengyun glanced at her and said with a smile, "It sounds like you are more like her daughter."

"It's not bad to have the opportunity to be an aunt's daughter."

Shen Tingyu answered him with bent eyes.

Passing through the dimly lit tunnel, the rain suddenly became heavier. The electric car passing by at high speed stepped on puddles, and the sewage splashed on the car glass. When it was almost time to go to school, Shen Tingyu whispered that he should remember to wash the car when he went back.

There was an umbrella between the two of them, Shen Tingyu picked it up and handed it to him, then looked at his shoes with some embarrassment: "The shoes are not very slippery, can I help you walk later?"

"it is good."

Li Chengyun opened the car door and opened the umbrella, Shen Tingyu got out of the car and got into his umbrella, accidentally rubbing his cheek against his shoulder, leaving a small light pink mark.

Shen Tingyu looked a little embarrassed, she moved closer and whispered that she forgot to set her makeup today.

Almost from the moment he got out of the car, Li Chengyun saw He Zhen standing under the street lamp. He was holding an old-fashioned umbrella, his clothes were covered with water stains of different shades, and the scratches on his face were red. , It seems that no treatment has been done to the wound.

The wind was so strong that the umbrella was blown crookedly, and a large amount of rain soon fell on Li Chengyun. Shen Tingyu stretched out his hand to straighten the handle of the umbrella, leaned against him, and looked at the pale boy under the street lamp.

"You know him?"

Li Chengyun walked forward holding an umbrella, his voice was very low: "I'll take you back first."

Shen Tingyu didn't ask for the umbrella. She stood on the steps of the dormitory building and waved at him, then took the elevator and disappeared into the lobby.

The light falling on the rain was like broken sparks. Li Chengyun stood for a while, then turned around and returned to the school gate.

There was no romantic or embarrassing moment, Li Chengyun stood under the street lamp, his reflection was shattered in the stagnant water, He Zhen had already left.

The uncle doorman opened the window and shouted, Li Chengyun responded, turned around and walked into the school.

The dormitory corridor was full of people playing games with mobile phones. Li Chengyun walked through the crowd and pushed open the dormitory door. Zhou An was the only one in the room.

Zhou An glanced at him, took off the earphones, and kept typing on the keyboard with his fingers, "How is your mother? Seriously?"

"Fortunately."

Li Chengyun threw the umbrella to the corner of the wall, and the umbrella handle hit the wall brick, making a muffled sound.

The quilt on the upper bunk was neatly folded. Li Chengyun was about to speak when the door of the bathroom was pushed open, and white water vapor gushed out little by little.

He Zhen was standing in front of him in a black top, his hair was half wet, and his chin was still dripping water. How could someone feel so embarrassed after taking a bath.

Li Chengyun stood still, Hezhen stood for a while and raised his head, the wound that was soaked in hot water was a little swollen.

"What's up?"

He Zhen and Li Chengyun looked at each other with bright eyes.

The water vapor dissipated quickly, Li Chengyun smiled and said, "It's okay."

He Zhen looked away, turned sideways and walked away, then took off his shoes and got on the bed.

The hot and humid temperature falling on the skin disappeared, and Li Chengyun took off his top with foundation on it and walked into the bathroom.

Zhou An was still playing games when he came out of the shower, and He Zhen was lying facing the wall, his hair seemed to be still wet, the quilt was on his waist, his calves were slightly bent, and a small piece of skin was exposed.

It rained heavily in the early hours of the morning. The wind leaked in from the window and mixed with the dry air from the air conditioner. The person opposite turned over, and the bed board made a small sound. Bright spots.

"Do you know any other gays?"

Stuck in the quilt, Li Chengyun opened his eyes and looked at He Zhen who was lying on the opposite side with his back to him.

"Well, well, yes."

The sound paused for a while, the spots of light on the wall danced slowly, and the breathing mixed with the sound of dark rain fluctuated. Li Chengyun heard someone whisper, "Yes, I don't like him anymore."

The author has something to say: I didn’t expect the Cold War to be preceded by a relationship