【LukeWin】Orange Summer

"How do I look? How?! joss? joss!"

Luke was pattering barefoot on the dormitory floor... oh no... it was running wildly, the overwhelmed wooden floor made a whine, but the perpetrator didn't seem to care about it.

It was the first time that Luke felt that the apartment of these two houses was so spacious. He pushed open the door of Joss's room, and saw Joss slumped on the lazy chair as if seeing a savior, "How do I look?"

Joss stood up, put down the game console in his hand, and pushed away the impatient Luke, "Easybro, Whatthehe...oh! Mr. Datetoday!"

"I told you, it's not a date! Don'tbesoserious!"

"Okay, okay," joss fell back on the lazy chair again, "then why are you so nervous, I have called you Mr.Date many times... Tsk, could it be that your winwin made you innocent? "

"What winwin, tell you to move out again! It doesn't matter if your ex-girlfriend is chasing you outside and beating me... It doesn't matter! How do I look?"

"You look nice!"

"Don't put me off, you didn't even lift your eyelids!"

"I'mserious, youlookgood. Otherwise, how about you wearing a suit? Do those girls know that the so-called 'warm guy' is actually so black-hearted, trying to find fault with his brothers?" Joss finished complaining in a low voice, and raised his eyelids, " What time are you going to leave? I think... you're going to be late."

"What?" Luke rushed out the door, but his voice was silent, "If the date fails, it will be your fault!"

Joss had no expression on his face, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Isn't it still a date in the end."

*

Sitting in the coffee shop on the corner of the street, Win felt that he was acting like the heroine of a Korean drama.The small wooden table is full of things, notes and iced Americano, two glasses.It's definitely not because of his own preferences, Win thought, after all, he is half American, and ordering an American can never go wrong, he reluctantly convinced himself.

In fact, what takes up most of the table is a can of orange slices.

Win is simply an avid orange lover, especially in summer, every time he goes to the supermarket, he can't wait to buy the whole orange stand.Nothing can represent summer better than oranges, a classmate of Win thought.

So, this can of orange slices appeared here.

"So what if it's selfishness," Win thought, "It's the wisest choice to give Xia Tian away."

"summer".

The glass door is pushed open, and the cold and warm convect, impact and collide at the door, like a symphony in someone's heart; the floor tiles of the coffee shop do not absorb sound, and the sound of footsteps is exceptionally clear, like the vibration of sound waves engraved in the bottom of my heart.

With the sound of pulling the chair away, Win felt that Luke not only pulled out the chair, but also put his out-of-body soul back in place.

"Uh... good morning?" Luke waved to Win with a smile in his eyes.

Win found that his newly recovered soul had escaped from his body again, and there was only one thought left in his mind, he is so handsome.

And Luke obviously didn't realize the reason why Win was sluggish. He didn't realize how powerful his charm was to Win. Although Joss assured him that he "looked good", he also knew that his outfit was not outstanding.A sports suit, a dark blue sleeveless hooded sweater and white basketball shorts, the same dark blue sneakers and white socks, and a dark blue baseball cap that he buttoned up when he went out. Simple is not enough, he even feels a little dull , maybe some blue.

"Holding his face to kill..." Win thought, "He looks good no matter what he wears..."

When Luke was about to try to say hello again, Win came back to his senses, "Cough," he switched to a deadpan state again, trying to cover up his previous gaffe, "Good morning."

There was a brief moment of silence, "Ice Americano, for you... I don't know what you like to drink..." Win gestured with his hand.

"Thank you," Luke smiled again, and he picked up the iced Americano, "I like it very much."

The two looked at each other in silence again, and they forgot all the notes on the table.

Win felt that it was hard to say, so he turned his head and opened his mouth, "The orange slices I bought...I bought too many, I just gave you some..."

He lied, the kind that he didn't even believe, he would never think there were too many oranges.

Luke was surprised and excited, and the arc of the corner of his mouth never drooped, "I feel sorry for you helping me and giving me so many things." He paused, as if he had planned to say, "how about How about this, I invite you for dinner tonight."

Win's expression couldn't be controlled for a moment, he was stunned in surprise, showing two rabbit teeth, "What, what?"

"Dinner, I invite you, what do you want to eat?"

"I have an activity for the football club today..."

"It just so happens that I have a basketball club today. I should be...half an hour earlier than you? Is there an appointment? I'll come to you in the evening."

There's no room for me to say no, Win thought, but I'm happy to say yes.

"Okay," he said, "I put the notes here, I still have class to leave."

Luke nodded and watched Win push open the door of his mind.

"Hello, let me have a caramel ice cream latte."

He actually doesn't like Americano.

But the oranges look good.

Win has never felt that a day of class is so difficult.

He has never been very interested in economics, but he is a good student in his bones, and he has not changed since he went to college, so he has become what others call a school bully—although he doesn’t often hear people call him that—with grades in the He is one of the best in the department, and he is rarely serious in class. He always thinks this is a very normal thing.

Today, he felt that he was very wrong.

For the first time, he experienced the feeling of being absent-minded in class. Although Luke was not at the same table as him, his eyes would always be attracted to him, just like sunshine and sunflowers, both of which are sins of nature.

Especially when Luke was flipping through his notes.

After falling in love with Luke at first sight, Win also spent a lot of time getting to know him. He knew that Luke was well-known in the Department of Mathematics, and the professors loved him very much. He didn't understand why Luke transferred to the Department of Economics and used such a clumsy excuse. Borrow his notes.

The slightly slanting sunlight hit Luke's desk appropriately, and Win looked at his hands, with distinct joints and prominent tendons, flipping through his notes page by page.Sunshine is worthy of being a competent painter, tracing the beautiful outlines produced by the connection between the hand and the pages of the book, like an indescribable chemical reaction, successfully fascinated Win.

"Hey, get out of class is over, what are you thinking, kid?"

Gigi knocked impatiently on the table with one hand, and kept pressing the other on the phone screen, as if busy replying messages.

"Ah... I'm sorry... Sister Gigi..." Win said while looking around, thinking about how long he had been wandering, "get out of class is over..."

Gigi was taken aback, and turned into an expression of hating iron but not steel, "You really love studying, brother Xueba!"

Win hasn't reacted yet, "Eh? Why are you calling me that?"

"I told you, don't call me sister at school!"

"But I really should call you sister..." Win said, walking by two girls, nodding to Gigi, "Sister Gigi." Win quickly picked up, "Look, don't they all call you that? , do you have to call me Senior Sister?"

"winwin~"

Win was taken aback, stood up from the chair and took a few steps back, bumping into the chair behind him, making a harsh sound. "You you you... gigi... are you okay?"

Gigi turned around and left with her mobile phone in her hand, "Look, you call me sister, I think so too."

Win hastily packed his things, stuffed them into his bag randomly, and followed them out. "Then why are you looking for me..." He threw out the sister who was on his lips.

"I asked your second sister to have dinner, and Mick might come, so I just took you with me."

"Huh? Why do you all have dinner appointments tonight? I have a football club today, so I can't go."

"Can't go or don't want to go? What's going on?"

Win lowered his head in embarrassment, "My second sister and I..."

Gigi looked at the picture of Win, and couldn't help laughing, "I don't know about the little awkwardness between you and your second sister? There are no problems, I have to find something to do, I have already decided that this is your family's entertainment program. "

"If you tell my sister that, she will definitely smile at you and ask me to settle the score..." Win rummaged through his messenger bag, took out his mobile phone, turned it on, "I can't go to dinner , I already have an appointment, next time I will invite your sister."

"Hey," Gigi looked at Win's phone that was vibrating non-stop since the screen was turned on, and the phone without a phone case looked precarious in his hand, "Winwin is a huge fan, my old sister can't be ranked at all. ..”

Win is like a cat whose tail has been trampled on, the phone almost fell to the ground, "Sister, what are you talking about, I'm not the kind... the kind of scumbag who flirts with anyone!"

Gigi wanted to laugh but didn't dare to look at Win's appearance, she had long forgotten about her sister, she patted Win's shoulder with a suppressed smile, "Well, innocent handsome guy, it seems that it's not easy to ask you out. I'm leaving first, you'd better put a case on your phone, otherwise, seeing you like this, you won't last for three days."

Gigi poured out a basket of words like a string, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving only the sluggish win and the brightly lit phone screen.

Students in twos and threes kept passing by, cars and motorcycles intertwined and intertwined on the road, the sultry smell of motor oil, the summer night in Bangkok.Time flickers, the screensaver is obscured by messages, but the midsummer sun above is hard to ignore.There are many messages, but Win has read all of them, and there is only one message left. The new message is inseparable from the lock screen.

[Newfriend: Luke Voyage]