What a pity to miss the rebirth

——Liu Yingnian, I have liked you for a long time.

—Let's date.

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After waking up, Liu Yingnian sat on the bed in a daze for a while. He had a very sad dream. He dreamed of his and Li Xianghua's youthful youth.

He couldn't help stroking his forehead, and turned his head to glance at Luo Yu who was still sleeping.

The boy slept deeply, and his usually sharp eyebrows were so beautifully closed even though they were quietly closed.

It was all because Luo Yu asked him a bunch of adolescent questions last night, which made him think about it at night, remembering many things from the past, and even his dreams were full of youthful and ignorant years.

Liu Yingnian rubbed his shoulders and turned his head. He didn't sleep very well that night. He was in a strange bed in a strange place, and he had to be careful not to squeeze himself into Luo Yu.

Luo Yu slept soundly, and was not affected by the addition of an adult in the room at all. He chatted with Liu Yingnian in the middle of the night last night. It was a rare weekend, and the growing teenager had no intention of getting up early at all. Get a good night's sleep.

After putting on his coat and scarf, Liu Yingnian went out quietly.

He came out in a hurry, with only his mobile phone and a bank card on him.

Withdrawing some money from the ATM, Liu Yingnian walked back slowly along the sidewalk paved with green bricks, occasionally a few pedestrians walked past him.

In late winter and early spring, the mornings are extremely cold, and the two rows of sycamores on the road are still bare, but if you look carefully, the branches have begun to sprout.

Liu Yingnian took out his cell phone and hesitated for a while. After he came out last night, he sent a text message to Li Xianghua, saying that he was going out to relax and let Li Xianghua think about breaking up, and then turned off the phone.

He wanted to put a distance between Li Xianghua and himself, living under the same roof would only get worse.

I wonder how Li Xianghua is doing now?

Liu Yingnian pressed the power button, feeling neither calm nor complicated, a little uneasy, and also a little inexplicable.

Even though he was mentally prepared, he was taken aback when he saw dozens of text messages and dozens of missed calls.

The cell phone rang telepathically when he was in a daze.

Liu Yingnian ignored those text messages and incoming call alerts, and decisively pressed the power off button again.

He walked for a while, stopped, stood there for a while, took a deep breath, and pressed the power button again.

What should be faced must be faced, and he cannot always escape.

The text messages and phone calls were all sent by Li Xianghua alone.

The first text message is: "Pick up the phone."

The second text message is: "Pick up the phone."

The third text message is: "Pick up the phone."

The fourth text message is: "Pick up the phone."

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The penultimate text message was: "Pick up the phone."

The penultimate text message was: "Pick up the phone."

The penultimate text message was: "Liu Yingnian, answer the phone for me."

The last text message was: "I will not break up with you."

Liu Yingnian read the text messages from top to bottom in the order of inboxes, the last one was the first one sent by Li Xianghua, and it was a reply to the text message he left yesterday.

The phone calls were very frequent at the beginning, and then every once in a while, and a text message would be sent after each call, all asking him to answer the phone.

Liu Yingnian stood there straight, the morning cold wind blowing past him with the cold air, blowing the long scarf around his neck into a long arc.

He just looked down at the text messages like that, without moving for a long time.

Who told him, Liu Yingnian, let's break up, I fell in love with someone else.

He still remembers the sunlight that day, shining on the two of them through the glass window, it was so cold, it was so cold that it could freeze people's hearts.

"where did you go?"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the boy who got up from the bed rubbed his sleepy eyes, and asked the person who came back from the outside with a hoarse voice that was not yet fully awake.

"Go out to buy some things, and have breakfast."

Liu Yingnian came in with several plastic bags, put the things on the coffee table, rubbed his hands and said to Luo Yu, "Get up and eat while it's hot, or it'll be cold."

It's breakfast, but it's actually lunch time.

Liu Yingnian knew that children like Luo Yu's age like to stay in bed, so he purposely spent a little more time outside, went to a nearby supermarket, and dawdled until almost noon before returning.

"What did you buy? It smells so good." Luo Yu smelled the smell of food and sniffed the air.

"I bought some dishes that I thought you would like to eat, and some staple foods."

After Liu Yingnian finished speaking, he ignored Luo Yu, took the toothbrush and water cup he just bought, and went outside to brush his teeth at the public faucet.

When he came back after brushing his teeth and washing his face, Luo Yu had already got dressed and was drooling around the food on the coffee table. He was not at all as arrogant and mature as he was outside, just like a child.

"Is it okay to brush your teeth after eating?" He asked Liu Yingnian.

"At least rinse your mouth." Liu Yingnian didn't object, boys don't need to live so delicately.

After setting up a table of meals, the two of them ate like this.

"It's delicious." After taking a few mouthfuls, Luo Yu seemed to remember something, looked up at Liu Yingnian and asked, "Can I ask Uncle Yue to eat together? There are so many dishes, the two of us can't finish them."

"Okay." Liu Yingnian smiled and nodded.

Luo Yu went to the next door to call for someone, and in a short while brought the young man Liu Yingnian met last night together. The lunch for two became a dinner for three.

The gentle and handsome young man brought his own chopsticks and a small bench, and politely said to Liu Yingnian, "Excuse me, I'm here to eat."

Liu Yingnian moved his seat, and the three of them sat down again in a triangle shape, "Mr. Yue, you're welcome, just do whatever you want. Does Mr. Yue drink alcohol? I also bought a few cans of beer."

The young man smiled softly: "Then I won't be polite, just have a can."

Luo Yu stretched out his hand and said, "I want to drink too."

Liu Yingnian took out a can of beer from his bag and handed it to the young man, one to himself, and then took out a can of drinks to Luo Yu: "Minors are not allowed to drink. Here, this can of blueberry juice is yours."

Luo Yubai glanced at him and took it over, without any unnecessary complaints, "Uncle Yue, when will your new painting be finished?"

The handsome young man took a sip of beer and replied, "It's still early, I've just finished my background."

Liu Yingnian was slightly surprised: "Mr. Yue is a painter?"

The young man smiled embarrassingly, and said very modestly: "I am not a painter, at best I can only be regarded as a painter..."

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the three looked at each other.

Luo Yu put down his chopsticks and said, "I'll go and open the door."

"Excuse me, is Mr. Liu Yingnian here? Express delivery, please sign for it." The voice of the courier came from outside the door.

"Oh, yes." Luo Yu looked at the box in the courier's hand suspiciously, signed, took the box and brought it into the house.

"Your courier." Luo Yu handed the things to Liu Yingnian, "It's strange, you just came last night, how did the courier know you live here so quickly? Liu Yingnian, you came here, Tell someone else?"