Fall in love again after seven days

Yu Jin's eyes widened at this sentence.

Obviously Rong Xun's voice was so gentle, but Yu Jin felt that his words were like a heavy hammer hitting his heart.

It doesn't hurt, it's just that the shock and aftermath made his brain hum along with his heartbeat, and he couldn't react for a while.

Before Yu Jin could ask a question, he felt Rong Xun's hands brushing his ears as he trimmed his hair.

His body froze, and he tilted his head instinctively: "Mr. Rong, it's all right, I'll go to sleep later."

He paused, raised his hand and rubbed his ear, and said bluntly, "It's a little itchy."

Rong Xun withdrew his hand: "Yes."

"It's done," he said.

Yu Jin snorted, and wanted to ask Rong Xun why he wanted to see him, but after being interrupted just now, he couldn't ask the question again.

Yu Jin was still thinking about how to bring the topic back to ask a question, Rong Xun looked down at his watch: "It's getting late, you go to bed early, I'm leaving first."

He smiled: "See you tomorrow, good night."

Yu Jin subconsciously replied, "Good night."

Then he watched Rong Xun open and close the door and leave.

Yu Jin: "..."

Did Mr. Rong come all the way here just to see him?

Looking at the closed door, he raised his hand in confusion and twirled the pinnae of his ear just swept by Rong Xun.

I don't know if it was because of the rain outside, Rong Xun's hands were a little cold.

But obviously his fingertips were cold, but they rolled on his ear like a burnt iron stone.

The fiery temperature remained on the tips of his ears all the time, making Yu Jin a little uneasy.

Yu Jin was still thinking about it until he lay on the bed after brushing his teeth and washing his face.

Mr. Rong rushed over in a hurry, really just to see him? ? ?

And he said...

Yu Jin sat up, feeling that it was a bit difficult for him to sleep today.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but all the time in his mind was the image of Rong Xun bending his eyes and telling him gently that he wanted to see him.

Should it just be between friends?

Or do you want to brush your face with him on the seventh day?

after all,

Rong Xun himself said that he has someone he likes.

Yu Jin looked at the curtains that he deliberately left a little gap to let light through, and finally turned on the wall lamp and got up.

He took out the book from the locked drawer, turned to the last page, and pondered again.

Today is such a hasty side, what should he write?

Yu Jin turned his pen, and after finally calming down, he suddenly remembered the scene he saw when Rong Xun first came in.

So Yu Jin wrote in his notebook——

[That mole is also pretty. 】

After writing it, he felt that it was not right for him to pay attention to this. He originally wanted to delete it, but after thinking about it, anyway, this book belongs to him, and he will not show it to anyone, so he will keep it if he keeps it.

So Yu Jin closed the notebook, took the pen and turned to the bedside.

He left himself the same sticky note from the first day, but now looking at the fish-shaped sticky note, Yu Jin thought about it, deleted it, and wrote a small "maybe" on it.

Although he didn't know why, he just felt that Rong Xun would be the first to see him tomorrow.

When Yu Jin woke up, the alarm clock hadn't rung.

He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, which was so white that it didn't even have any mildew spots. The daze of the eighth day, which was the first day, was almost fixed.

It took him a while to get up, looking at the sticky note on the bedside, he thought it was good.

At least his condition has not deteriorated, and he has not forgotten his last name.

But the deleted "definitely" and the added "possible"... Does he think other than the dean's grandfather, there are other people who might come?

Yu Jin clutched the post-it note in his hand, lost in thought.

Can not remember.

Forget it.

Yu Jin put the sticky note back to its original position and went to brush his teeth and wash his face.

He thought he would know.

After he washed up, the alarm clock also rang.

Yu Jin went to turn off the alarm clock, and the phone fell silent for less than two seconds before there was a knock on the door of the ward.

He paused, said Jin, and then looked towards the door.

The blue door was opened, and a tall and slender man walked in.

He was wearing a formal white shirt without a tie. The top two buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned, revealing a bit of cold white skin and delicate collarbone.

There is also a small cinnabar mole on the top of his right collarbone that protrudes obviously, like a ruby ​​worth a thousand gold inlaid on a white jade plate.

The tailored shirt outlined his wide shoulders and narrow waist, and the black suit pants made his legs look longer.

He looked at Yu Jin with slightly bent eyes, his thick ink-like pupils seemed to absorb the first ray of sunshine in the morning, and then give it to Yu Jin after it softened.

Yu Jin was slightly taken aback.

This person is so good-looking and looks very young, he shouldn't be the dean, right?

After all, with just this face, no matter how rejuvenated he is, he won't call him grandpa.

Yu Jin's thoughts drifted away for a moment, and the other party took his hand. Yu Jin subconsciously wanted to pull his hand out, and even his first reaction was to throw this person over his shoulder.

But before he moved, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have made a secret sign with someone before.

Then I saw the man in front of me bowed his head and printed a kiss on the phalanx of his left ring finger.

The intensity that was already somewhat vague in the memory intensified again, the feeling of softness and dampness was like a seal, firmly imprinting a mark on Yu Jin's heart.

Yu Jin opened his mouth and instinctively spoke out, with a little surprise in his voice that he didn't even notice: "You are..."

He met the man with expectant and gentle eyebrows, but he couldn't catch up with the follow-up words.

His mind was still blank.

Obviously this face gave him an indescribable sense of familiarity and déjà vu, and even made him feel a little anxious, but he just...

He just can't remember.

He couldn't remember who this man was, what his name was, or what they'd done together.

The mood that Yu Jin had just brought up suddenly dropped again.

He didn't understand what was wrong with him, but he was suddenly very sad.

Before those emotions fermented in his heart, the man answered his words softly: "Rong Xun."

This time he didn't let go of Yu Jin's hand, his thumb lightly twirled Yu Jin's phalanx, and swept all the places he could touch, as if to appease and also as a signal.

Rong Xun was not at all disappointed or unhappy, he just smiled and said to him: "My name is Rong Xun, and I am your friend and your sponsor."

He said softly: "We met seven days ago. We also walked in the park together, went shopping together, ate candied haws and porridge together, and I gave you a blue-bottomed bird alarm bell. Your phone should be There are photos, you took pictures of the night street in the southern boundary that day, there are neon signboards, and there are also bird alarm bells."

Yu Jin moved his lips.

He still remembers what the man who said his name was Rong Xun said.

He remembered that he went to the park, went to the bustling market that he had never seen since he came to the southern boundary, there were candied haws, and the bird-striking bell.

But he doesn't remember him.

As always, there are people missing in his memory. He didn't care much about it before, but now, Yu Jin feels that what he has lost is a large part.

It is very important thing.

"……sorry."

Yu Jin lowered his eyes, always feeling guilty and sad, so that he didn't dare to look at Rong Xun again.

He curled up his fingers, did not pull out his hand, but hooked Rong Xun's palm just right, as if holding Rong Xun backwards.

Rong Xun's palm was very hot.

Yu Jin felt the warmth of his hands, and that strange sense of familiarity emerged again.

He looked up at Rong Xun, and was about to say something more, when Rong Xun suddenly pulled him closer.

He couldn't stand still for a while, and crashed directly into Rong Xun's arms.

Yu Jin's eyes widened slightly, and Rong Xun whispered in his ear: "I said, if you don't remember me, I will be so sad that I want to cry."

He chuckled, his hoarse voice seemed to be wrapped in soft cotton yarn: "So in order not to let me cry, let me hug you and comfort me, okay?"

Rong Xun's arms around him were very gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting him.

It obviously didn't hurt, but Yu Jin couldn't help but sore the tip of his nose.

He hasn't shed a tear since he came to the southern boundary, but now he really wants to cry.

... Who is comforting whom?

Rong Xun really doesn't care that Yu Jin doesn't remember him.

He had already guessed that this would happen, and it didn't even matter if he stayed like this for the rest of his life.

As long as the little goldfish is always in his fish tank.

Besides...

The man lowered his eyes, sniffing the unique smell of Yu Jin mixed with a little disinfectant, restraining his arms that he wanted to tighten so as not to scare Yu Jin.

He finally hugged the person he was thinking of, and finally held him in his arms.

And it won't be the last time.

and.

This is also a kind of alternative sentiment. Interest.

This seventh day and the next eighth day...

Rong Xun hooked his lips from the bottom of his heart.

he's starting to look forward to it

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