Don't guess what pretty boy is thinking

"Want to know how I found out that I'm gay?" Yan Zhongxi suddenly stopped.

Blueprint had a premonition and waited for him to continue without saying a word.

"The manga you found on my computer that day, the protagonist in the picture is me, and someone drew it for me."

"The manager with the long blonde hair."

"Yes." Gu Zhongxi lowered his head and stirred up the soup in the bowl with a spoon, although it was no longer hot.

"In the summer vacation of my sophomore year, I met a boy in a coffee shop near the school. At that time, I thought the dormitory was noisy, and I often went there to write novels in the evening. He was drawing pictures in the corner, and he took up the whole page by himself. Later I found out that he was a student of the Academy of Fine Arts next door, and he knew the boss very well, and he painted there when he was not in class.

After getting acquainted, we began to share a table, he drew manga, and I wrote novels.He often observes the customers in the store and says he likes this place very much, like a station on the way of travel, bringing together all kinds of people from various places, each with a story.I think I'm a lot like him, except I put the story in the novel and he put it in the manga. "

"You're in love with him."

"My mind is full of him. I said that I will open a dessert shop in the future, draw pictures and listen to all kinds of stories for you. He said that he will draw me into the story first. He did. Then After that, I can be seen in every homework of his.”

Lantu didn't like hearing it very much. He clearly remembered that the other party said that it was his first time, but he didn't expect that there would be 0.5 times before the first time.But right now he can't say anything, he can only listen to him quietly.

"...Those were not enough, I wrote him into the novel. In the novel I opened a dessert shop, he was my customer and my partner, I collected all kinds of stories, and he drew me and the stories into the In the painting, all the good things in the story will come true."

"A magical dessert shop, isn't it?"

"Yes, but magic also has a day of failure. I arranged a good ending for the novel, but my cartoonist left, the story was not finished, and the comic you saw has no ending."

Speaking of this, Yan Zhongxi stopped, and then smiled abruptly: "Do you sympathize with me and think that I am pitiful for suffering from depression due to emotional injuries? I am very pitiful, and everyone pities me. My dad learned that The "sweetheart" I've been talking about is a man who hasn't scolded a word since then, and that's when I knew I was sick."

"There is no parent who does not love their children."

"My dad didn't make a big fuss about my sexuality, but he thought I was 'going astray' because I was brainwashed by nonsense. He threw away my books and novels and told me to listen to him and get one. A diploma from a prestigious school, meeting some "serious" friends who are "on the stage", and then returning to China to work in a company. But in fact, what I encountered had nothing to do with what I liked or watched. I was deceived only because that person wanted to deceive I."

"Wait, who lied to you?"

"He's not gay at all. He takes inspiration from me and plays in the stories we make up together and he just likes the stories I bring him. He has a cousin who I introduced to a company that my dad has as an intern , Later, when she was working on the project, she got an offer to go to Japan. They left together, and that was actually his lover."

"Oh, so he's been using you all the time, using you as the material and inspiration for his creation, using you to find a job for his girlfriend, and pretending to have an affair with you...shit!"

"When I figured this out I was healed. I knew I hadn't gone astray, that there was nothing wrong with liking men, that there was nothing wrong with my dream of opening a sweet shop, I just served the wrong people. He didn't finish the painting He left me a lot of high-sounding and romantic-sounding words, saying that he was a small boat that docked at the wrong harbor, and the person I was waiting for was still on his way... It sounds like a very poetic metaphor, isn’t it? It’s just It's just sugar coating to cover up the lies.

I have kept that cartoon all these years, not because I can't let go of him, but because it was originally my thing.The dessert shop is mine, and the story is mine. When everything starts again, new guests will cover his traces.I have long forgotten his poetic and picturesque ideas, and only some of them are particularly nice, including that sentence, which I think is probably one of the few truthful words he said.

The person I'm waiting for is on his way, and he will definitely open the door when he passes by. "

The meal was not finished, and the soup was cold.

Neither of them wanted to wash the dishes, so they nestled on the sofa shoulder to shoulder.

Blueprint pointed to the pile of cardboard boxes and styrofoam on the wall: "What surprise did you plan to give me?"

Gu Zhongxi thought for a while and said, "It's the kind in TV dramas... very vulgar and disgusting, but the heroine likes it. After seeing it, she will freeze first and then shout excitedly."

"Put it out and show me."

"It's boring to know in advance, and you won't scream excitedly."

"Even if I didn't know in advance, I wouldn't shout excitedly." Lan Tu pinched his arm, "Show me, I want to see."

So Yan Zhongxi squatted beside the box and began to dig things out. More than 100 electronic candles and blue lampshades, straw ropes tens of meters long, small lamps decorated with shells, and a projector.

Lantu watched him stand up and squat back and forth, arrange the more than 100 candles and lampshades in two rows and meander across the entire living room, and then clean up all the debris on the floor.

When the lights are turned off, the pattern on the wallpaper against the candlelight is like the stars twinkling at night.

Yan Zhongxi pressed the remote control, and a few beams of blue lights suddenly appeared on the top of the wall with a "snap".Small fishes appeared on the carpet, wagging their tails, as if water was really flowing.

"This is my newly installed lantern. Hang them all up. The small lights on the rope will glow, and the shadow cast on the carpet will be in the shape of a shell. There is also a projector. I have prepared some words to say to you on the wall. of."

Lantou walked over, stood at the entrance and looked into the living room: "Then I can see the words on the wall as soon as I enter the room, right?"

"Yeah, there's still music, piano music..." Tan Zhongxi sighed, and reached out to turn on the headlights, "It's a pity that I can't use it anymore, I have to think about another one."

"Wait!" Lantu pressed his hand, "Don't open it, I want to watch it for a while."

"What's interesting, the lamp is not hung, and the projector is too late to put it on. I also ordered a pair of rings, and I hope you will find them yourself when you walk along the candles."

"Where's the ring?"

The author says:

One more chapter today, rest tomorrow, the final chapter the day after tomorrow~