what is your vision

The holidays are over and a new work week begins.

Lu Yunchu received a message from Zhou Yanchuan before going to bed for two consecutive days, and felt something strange.

There is nothing abnormal about those words, just like ordinary small talk.

For example [Did you enjoy yourself the past two days], or [Where do you want to go in the future]...

Of course, Lu Yunchu would reply to each one, and so on and on, until it was too late, he would urge himself to sleep again, and did not forget to say "good night".

He seemed suddenly enthusiastic.

No, it should be said that Zhou Yanchuan has always been warm to his friends, but there is definitely something different.

Then connect the previous things together, and the signs have already appeared: looking for a portrait of myself, making an appointment to go out to play, and almost tentative inquiries...

Lying on the bed, Lu Yunchu hugged the pillow in his arms tightly. It was not until recently that he began to seriously reflect on these "abnormalities".What exactly is Zhou Yanchuan trying to figure out?

He suspected that the other party had discovered his secret, but it didn't look like that now, at least it was different from the situation on New Year's Day.

He fell asleep with his thoughts, and fell into a dream that was entwined with reality.

In the dream, he was sitting on horseback, surrounded by vast grasslands, stretching as far as the eye can see.The horse carried him slowly, and there was another person's voice beside him.

Zhou Yanchuan said that if he had time to go to the grassland together, that's why he dreamed of this scene.

"Lu Yunchu, do you like it?" Zhou Yanchuan asked in the dream.

"Prairie?" Lu Yunchu replied, "I like it."

"No...I want to ask you," he added, "do you like being with me?"

After these words, Zhou Yanchuan's face became blurred, Lu Yunchu wanted to touch him, but he couldn't catch anything, his eyes were blindingly white.

It turned out that it was dawn, and I forgot to draw the curtains yesterday.

After he woke up, the scene in the dream hadn't completely faded away, and he couldn't tell the difference from reality.

He seemed to be wrestling silently with his own desires, and Zhou Yanchuan's position in it changed from being clear to ambiguous, shaking the judgment he once firmly believed in.

Arriving at the studio during the day, Lu Yunchu's schedule was quickly filled with work, and he could not be distracted by personal affairs.

But in the afternoon when everyone was about to call it a day, he received Zhou Yanchuan's WeChat again.

The content this time came up with two photos. Potted hibiscus flowers took up most of the screen, which was similar to what I saw at Du Yunyan's place, followed by a [Does it look good? 】

Although he didn't know where he took the photos, Lu Yunchu quickly replied: 【It looks good. 】

Zhou Yanchuan: [Wait for me, please? 】

Lu Yunchu: [In the studio? 】

Zhou Yanchuan: [Yes]

Lu Yunchu didn't intend to go home right away, so he simply agreed.The red sun outside the window is slowly setting.

Not long after the workers had left, he heard Zhou Yanchuan calling him from outside, pushed open the patio door, ran to the window and looked down.

Zhou Yanchuan came here in an SUV, the car was parked downstairs, the rear cover was lifted upwards, and the trunk was wide open: two pots of bright yellow flowers were in full bloom, and the bright colors seemed to take away the brilliance of the setting sun.

Lu Yunchu's eyes shifted to Zhou Yanchuan who was leaning on the car, and a storm flickered in his heart.

There was an almost admiring look on the man's upturned face, almost as if——he was pursuing himself.

On Friday night, Zhou Yanchuan had dinner in the restaurant of his work unit, and Mo Ziyang was also there.

After returning from Pingliang Village for a few days, Zhou Yanchuan's face was calm and calm. Mo Ziyang thought that his relationship was almost inseparable, so he asked a symbolic concern: "How is it? Are you officially out of the single?"

"What order do you take off?"

"You haven't talked yet?"

"not yet."

"Why not?" Mo Ziyang was puzzled, "Isn't it ambiguous enough for a man and a woman to travel together?"

"Well... there's something I haven't told you," Zhou Yanchuan said seriously, "He and I are actually not a man and a woman."

"What's the mess?"

"Just...he's a man." Zhou Yanchuan said bluntly, "Do you understand? He's not a girl."

As if struck by lightning, Mo Ziyang completely lost his voice.

"You can't stand this?" Zhou Yanchuan asked again.

"What can't I stand?" Mo Ziyang came back to his senses, "The question is, are you really gay?"

"You can't say that, I've never liked other men." Conceptual questions always gave him headaches, "It's just this one."

Mo Ziyang tightened his eyebrows, looked at him for a moment, and asked cautiously: "So you are also in Yuanyuan's situation?"

Zhou Yanchuan had heard An Wan talk about An Yuan, so he naturally understood the meaning of Mo Ziyang's question.

"Probably." He replied without hesitation.

"Then does that person like men or women?"

"man."

"Even so... the girl Yuanyuan is looking for has long liked her, you—" If I remember correctly, Mo Ziyang had the impression that Zhou Yanchuan said that he likes others, "Does he like you?"

A few days ago, Zhou Yanchuan believed 100% that Lu Yunchu liked Chen Mingxuan, but the other party had already denied it, and that person knew nothing about art.

Zhou Yanchuan had to rethink the whole thing, maybe the person Lu Yunchu was talking about was him.

The afternoon before, I bought Lu Yunchu's favorite flowers and sent them. He seemed very excited and even rearranged the balcony.Zhou Yanchuan almost had the illusion that they were in love.

Of course, it has not reached the level of certainty, and it is really a big suspicion to ask him to say "he just likes me" in front of others; coupled with a little superstition, if it is too full, it will become ironic, and finally found that there are other things. Wouldn't the man be happy for nothing.

"Men, you should have said it earlier." Seeing that he was silent, Mo Ziyang said that things were not going well, "It's a pity that I'm serious about helping you with the plan of chasing girls!"

"I said earlier that you could have a plan for chasing men?"

"That won't work," he lazily leaned back in his chair, "I don't know how to deal with a man, so please ask yourself."

"I didn't expect you at all," Zhou Yanchuan said indifferently, "Why did you think of eating in the cafeteria today?"

"They're not at home, why should I go back early?" Mo Ziyang picked out the fish on the plate, "Let auntie rest too."

Zhou Yanchuan was scrolling through WeChat Moments while eating, and suddenly stood up when he saw a certain content: "I'm leaving first, and you can eat the rest slowly."

"Where are you going?" Mo Ziyang glanced at his shy expression, "Looking for a man?"

"Well," Zhou Yanchuan admitted generously, "you can do what you want."

"Got it, I should go home too."

On the way to the parking lot, Zhou Yanchuan called Lu Yunchu: "Are you still in Xinghui Plaza?"

"Did you see the circle of friends I posted?"

"Ah."

"I am still here."

"Can you wait for me," he said with a surprisingly fast heartbeat, "I want to find you."

The person on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned, and smiled after a while: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

He got in the car, quit the call, and read the content of the circle of friends again.

[Come here again on the last night of the age of 27], the accompanying photo is Xinghui Square.