Accumulate feathers sink the boat

It's only when you like someone.

Gong Yu finally has a clear understanding of the word liking, but this is not something that makes people happy. On the contrary, he feels his heart beating left and right, and he feels a little uncomfortable in panic.

Just like a person who is not interested in high-end consumption, if he is suddenly presented with a top luxury leather bag, his first reaction will definitely not be ecstatic.He will be worried, worried that he will not protect the bag well, so that it will be scratched and damaged during use.I will also be afraid, afraid that I am not worthy of this bag, so that my too shabby daily life will make this bag no longer a luxury.

It's not a question of right or wrong, it's whether it's okay or not.

Gong Yu didn't know if his blind liking was what Lu Xiangzhou wanted, and he was even less sure whether a person like him who had never had a relationship with liking could accurately convey his feelings.If Lu Xiangzhou feels uneasy from such a change, then will his liking become a mere imitation and a toddler in Handan?

Anxiety, hesitation, and confusion filled Gong Yu's brain, making him anxious and restless for several hours after he left the hospital. During this period, whenever he thought of Lu Xiangzhou's face, whenever he thought of...

Actually those likes are really very obvious.

The eyes that suddenly light up are like stars, no matter where he goes, those eyes follow him like a shadow.The same is true of the never-ending wait. If you are disappointed once, you will do it again. Year after year, over and over again. If it is not full of great love, how can you always indulge in the tragedy that is bound to come?There are also those continuous compromises and attitudes that are always adjusted for him. Lu Xiangzhou's liking is really the most pervasive emotion in the world. Gurgling bubbles emerged from the air, forcefully and firmly.

But he didn't see it, because he didn't like anyone, so he chose to turn a blind eye to all likes.

Lu Xiangzhou's tears that he missed when signing the agreement pierced into Gong Yu's heart like a sharp knife. Although he had never seen it before, just imagining it was enough to tear his heart apart.What's more, he is still a person with such a lack of imagination, he can only use his own experience to simulate the world that Lu Xiangzhou may feel bit by bit.

And how do months compare to years?

How can occasional disappointment be put on the same level as no response?

Not to mention helpless unrequited love and hopeful love...

The pain he was enduring at this moment was far less than one ten-thousandth of what Lu Xiangzhou felt.

The collapse that he wanted to see but couldn't see Gong Yu was thrown high and down again. He didn't care about reading, and frequently went to and from the rooms where Lu Xiangzhou had been staying for a long time - living room, balcony, kitchen, study, but no matter which one could make him He really felt Lu Xiangzhou's existence.That young man who was once comfortable and bright just disappeared into his own world full of love, as if he never existed.

In the end, Gong Yu, who had nowhere to go, simply sat down on the side of the bed beside Lu Xiangzhou, leaning his back against the bedside table, intending to forcibly use the physical distance to shorten the psychological distance.

So he finally saw the line.

It was a strange curve, starting from the bedside table and extending to the bottom of the bed.The color of the thread is slightly yellow. If you look at it from a height, you will feel that it is the same color as the light-colored wooden floor, but as long as you look at the angle, you will find that it is an unnatural yellow, like corrosion and fading, or burnt paint. In short, it is by no means a product of normal circumstances.

In order to see more clearly, Gong Yu directly put his hands and feet on the ground, and buried his whole head at the height parallel to the foot of the bed. Only then did he realize that it was not actually a line, but a whole piece of faded floor, because the edge The fading is the worst, so more light is reflected for a bright edge.

What would leave this mark on the floor?Gong Yu frowned, racking his brains.

Moisture, friction, mold, chemicals... chemicals? !

A burst of sharp pain passed through Gong Yu's heart and reached his limbs. The slightly numb fingertips implied that his heart was currently overloaded, but he had no time to care about it. A seemingly absurd but extremely reasonable explanation was in his brain gradually took shape.Chemicals... It's not that there are no chemicals in their house. The day he went home to pick up his luggage after performing Wu Lin's operation, the house was filled with the smell of pasteurized liquid.At that time...at that time he thought it was Lu Xiangzhou who was cleaning, because he was still holding the sheets that he was about to throw away...

What kind of sanitation can be cleaned, disinfected and discarded sheets? !

The neglected plots emerged in front of Gong Yu like a tsunami.Sudden vomiting, the filth was poured back from the mouth to the nostrils, and then spewed out uncontrollably.Lu Xiangzhou drooped his head, and his limbs were so weak that he couldn't stand or even crawl. He just collapsed on the ground, and the person who was originally a clean freak was dirty all over his body...Crying, he even cried, blushing Eyes yelling at themselves, the stench of vomit flooding that fragile face with tears...

So...so why did he think that Lu Xiangzhou could pass through such a night smoothly?Why do you think that sudden vomiting is a trivial ailment?And why...why do you believe that a person who has suffered such a serious illness can easily go to work and travel the next day?

Before the feeling of heartache reached the hypothalamus, Gong Yu's tears rushed out of the eye sockets, one drop or two, shining on the discolored floor.How much he hopes that Lu Xiangzhou can kill this endless pain because of hating him, don't feel wronged, don't shed tears, don't feel that he is not worth it because of the unrequited love.His Lu Xiangzhou has never been unworthy, and he has never been unworthy. It is him...it is he who is so outrageous that he treats jade as trash, and stabs his lover without knowing it.

The floor was extraordinarily cold and biting at this moment, Gong Yu's index finger turned white and choked up, he really wanted Lu Xiangzhou to become heartless, careless and forgetful, even if all this would cost him hundreds of times and thousands of times of pain. In exchange, he is also willing.

Of course, this wish is indeed a little too much. Not only can Lu Xiangzhou not be careless and forgetful now, he can't even be slow to respond and distracted.Because the training of the Mosha people is finally coming to an end, all of them need to produce a summary report with tens of thousands of words for publication before July, and now every minute I can’t wait to break it into eight parts for use, forgetfulness is simply right A man's greatest curse.

"Hey, let me tell you," a Beta sitting next to Lu Xiangzhou stretched out his arms and slumped on the table, "Isn't that what we did when we were studying for a Ph.D. and writing a thesis??"

"That's you," Lu Xiangzhou didn't look up, "Our doctoral thesis starts at 20 words, and takes two years on average."

"Small papers! Small papers are always okay!"

The collapsed Beta suddenly sat up straight and expressed dissatisfaction with Lu Xiangzhou in an exaggerated tone, but the effect was very mediocre, not to mention Lu Xiangzhou, none of the people around gave him a caring look.

"Jovi-san, you have the time to spend here to mourn the spring and autumn, and you can write another hundred words for the thesis."

Jovi is the English name of this Beta. He chose it himself, saying that he wanted to blend into the international atmosphere of Hong Kong. In fact, he changed his real name, Zhao Wei, to a different tune.

"Zhou Jiang, do you know what it means to not compete for the first place in flowing water, but to keep talking? Blindly rushing to work like you can't produce good works. True art comes from long-term perception."

"Why am I Boat-chan? Isn't it called Omega?"

"Is the key to the question your name?"

"Is the key to the problem is your artistic perception ability?"

"Can't the key to the problem be my artistic perception ability?"

"Is the key to the question is whether a doctor of modern and contemporary literature graduated from the computer department will also have the ability to perceive?"

"You two are enough!"

Alpha, who had been silently enduring the bickering between Lu Xiangzhou and Zhao Wei, finally spoke up. Wang Yuanyang, the only Alpha in Lu Xiangzhou's group, has a Ph.D. in South American literature and a level of Spanish interpretation. It's hard to say the level of education, but it definitely looks very advanced.

"He was the one who was annoying first." Lu Xiangzhou turned the computer screen sideways to Wang Yuanyang, intending to end the dispute.

"That's why he satirized me first." As a result, Comrade Zhao Wei turned the computer in the opposite direction, and now Wang Yuanyang is sandwiched between the two, like a police uncle taking notes for criminals.

"Come on you guys, you have been in Hong Kong for half a year, and you have been arguing for half a year. If you don't know, you think you two have a lot of hatred. I just don't care about you, otherwise I would have applied for a change of team."

What Wang Yuanyang said was the truth. Lu Xiangzhou and Zhao Wei didn't know whether it was because of their horoscope or their innate mutual restraint. When they met, they would quarrel, and there would never be a time to stop.However, the quarrel was not too noisy, and it remained at the level of bickering. After a long time, the surrounding spectators were very upset, thinking that they had completely wasted the time of the people to join in the fun.

"Hey, what do you know, this is called a collision of souls between us, it's beyond the scope of your mortals' nonsense."

"No, I'm just talking to you."

"Hey Lu Xiangzhou, shut up! Don't make room for three days—"

"Shh!"

Before Zhao Wei raised his bluffing hand, Lu Xiangzhou's phone rang suddenly. The three of them took a closer look and saw that it was the Queen Mother—Lu Xiangzhou's mother, so they all shut up and waved their hands to signal him to go out and answer the phone.

"Hey, Mom."

Lu Xiangzhou's voice was cold, completely different from the lively bickering with Zhao Wei just now.

"Well, are you still busy?"

"Here, it's the last month, and everyone is working overtime."

"Still with Zhao Wei and the others?"

"Yeah, the final report needs to be produced by several of us."

Chen Min knew that Zhao Wei was because of that New Year's Eve, so she asked for the phone number of the person in charge of the training group through Lu Xiangzhou's Academic Affairs Office, and then called Zhao Wei after several rounds.At that time, she just wanted to inquire about Lu Xiangzhou's whereabouts, thinking that the people in the same group might be more familiar, but who knew that Lu Xiangzhou lived directly at Zhao Wei's house, and a phone call turned into a three-party meeting, and now thinking about it is a bit embarrassing.

"Well, then you tell him to pay attention to rest, so as not to overwhelm his body."

"I know, Zhao Wei is the person who knows how to rest best in the world, he will only make our bodies busy."

"Nonsense, don't you have a very good relationship, and a good relationship is still slowing down."

"Hey...that's what I said."

Chen Min was born with no humor gene, Lu Xiangzhou pursed his lips and didn't bother to explain.

"If you hand in your thesis in June, can you come back in July?"

Yes, of course I can, in fact, many people are slowly packing their luggage, Zhao Wei has also transferred out the rented house, and just made do with Lu Xiangzhou's place for the past two months, but...

Lu Xiangzhou paused for several seconds, and finally said, "Mom, but I don't want to come back yet."

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