kiss Me

The ring was tighter, like a small piece of ice that was warmed in his palm, and would turn into a flowing liquid at any moment, and then disappear.

Lin Wu looked into his eyes, thinking that this person is really good-looking, and the occasional badness is also clean and clear, like the cigarette held by the fingertips of a top student, anyone would mistake it for a harmless lollipop——but It was true that Qin Shu was holding his hand tightly, and the playfulness in his eyes was also true. It was so real that he felt complicated, and he felt that the situation was turning in an unpredictable direction.

In retrospect, he probably really panicked at that time, so he instinctively chose to take back the initiative, stupid and naive, and stepped into the opponent's thunder pool.

"Brother," he maintained a non-warm smile, and his tone was normal, as if casually talking about the good weather today, and he asked the question he always wanted to ask but never dared to say, "Actually, I was very happy before. I'm curious, why are you... keep saying that you can't like me, and you still promise me to pretend to be together and act so well, you are more conscientious than a real boyfriend. "

Yes, why.

A car drove by, and Qin Shu wanted to change places with him. He walked on the outside of the sidewalk by himself, but because of the state of holding hands, he had to give up. He held his hand and pulled him in. His tone was gentle and watertight: "When will I refuse?" It's only three months after you, so it's okay to make a fuss with you."

In fact, it was the expected answer, but it was too hurtful, and it seemed fake when it came out of Qin Shu's mouth. It was more like a deliberate warning, implying that he should learn to retreat in spite of difficulties.

"Really..." Realizing that he had talked a little too much, Lin Wu turned his eyes away and stopped spoiling the scenery—most changes in the relationship cannot be defined in words, and no one can have the final say. He was dubious about Qin Shu's words , but he was not in a hurry to ask for proof. The conversation changed, and he returned to his usual soft and coquettish tone. He rubbed the ring on the ring finger of the other party and said seriously, "Then you are not allowed to take it off for these three months."

Qin Shu didn't intend to take it off at first - he left the ring with a more simple mind, without so many twists and turns, and [-]% of his mind was to make the child happy, so he nodded happily in agreement.

The remaining [-]% ​​is a more obscure selfishness, which is the same as his answer to "why he agreed to date Lin Wu for three months".

After all, he likes Lin Wu.

Love and greed coexist and die, if there is another way to choose, he will not set a dead end for himself from the beginning, and he is destined to give up his sweetheart one day after three months.

At first it might have been so glamorous, and he could explain it with the impatient child acting coquettishly and softening his heart for a while—but now it is more or less mixed with vague expectations, and he began to think that there might be another choice, that he can learn how to do it in three months Love the right person, and then openly express love.

But after all, that only accounts for [-]%, no, maybe it is a possibility of [-]/[-], so slim that he dare not even face it, he can only turn a blind eye to the private thoughts in his heart, and warn himself not to Enter the play, so as not to hurt the child who is thinking about it, and let a certain possibility grow freely for a short time, without completely extinguishing it.

Just like when he saw the ring on the table after taking a shower last night, he knew that wearing the ring was like jealousy, a right he didn't deserve—but he still broke the ring by a strange coincidence.

Unknowingly walking to the library, Qin Shu didn't let anyone follow him. He went in and deposited his bags in the locker at the door. When he came out, he saw Lin Wu standing under a sweet-scented osmanthus tree, holding up his mobile phone to take pictures seriously. .

He wasn't sure what the other party was taking pictures of. In his impression, when the sweet-scented osmanthus was in full bloom, the flowers were also small, gathered into deep and light golden clusters, covered by green leaves, not suitable for recording with photos.

However, Lin Wu took the photos very carefully, her blond hair was covered by the lowered branches, like sweet-scented osmanthus blossoms.

Qin Shu didn't bother him, and waited quietly a few meters away. When the little fox was finally satisfied, he put down his phone and walked towards him. Then he took two steps forward and brushed off the tiny flowers that had gotten on his shoulders at some point.

Sweet——he thought, Lin Wu is actually very suitable for such a clear sweetness, which is more suitable than the usual golden male fragrances.

In the next second, the harmless sweet fragrance rushed into his arms without any warning. Osmanthus essence hugged his shoulders and bit his ear, smiling: "Brother, you looked like you wanted to hug me just now."

It is indecent to hug him at the door of the library, Qin Shu rubbed the back of his neck reassuringly, and signaled him to let go first—fortunately, the time of three to five seconds is only enough to make each other breathe disorderly, and it will not affect other people who.

Lin Wu obediently let him go, and took out his mobile phone to see what delicious food was available in the nearby shopping malls, while muttering that he wanted to eat hot pot, the Japanese food was also good, and there was also a cake shop that seemed to have good reviews.

Qin Shu was listening to him reading in silence, but suddenly remembered something, and said without beginning and end: "By the way, tomorrow afternoon, the second meeting, after the interview, I will have a dinner with my colleagues from the school...I promised to accompany you last week There is also hair dyeing for the exhibition—if it’s Sunday, there’s still time to go to the barber shop.”

Both left and right coaxed him to go out, Lin Wu didn't care much about the content of the itinerary - when he said this last night, he was distracted, he almost forgot about the hair dye - he nodded and endured I couldn't stop embarrassing him: "It's too late to see the exhibition... If I go there tomorrow night, maybe I can make it in time."

"It's not that fast. They probably have other activities after the dinner party. I can't let Meng Qi handle it alone. At the end of the day, even the subway may be out of service." Qin Shu smiled apologetically at him, "Get off Zhou, blame me, I forgot to recruit this crop before."

"...Brother, did I say something?" Lin Wu suddenly slowed down.

"what?"

"Your smile is so attractive," the young man brushed his warm fingertips over the corner of his mouth, and nodded meaningfully, "Don't smile for others to see."

In my impression, this is the first time that Lin Wu has shown feelings close to jealousy—if you don’t count the incident a few years ago when he received too many love letters for him and was dissatisfied—Qin Shu was taken aback, a little flattered, subconsciously Agreed: "Okay."

A child's jealousy is indeed much easier to appease than him, and a good word can take care of it.He looked at Lin Wu and laughed again, held up his mobile phone to show him the Japanese grocery store he had found, thinking in a strange way, this kind of feeling seems to be good.

"Then let's eat here." He nodded, hiding his untimely distraction, and suddenly remembered something, and asked again, "By the way, tomorrow night's dinner, do you want to go with me?"

Lin Wu blinked, and declined in a serious manner: "It's not very good, I don't even count as a job."

Qin Shu knew what he wanted to hear, so he couldn't help chuckling, and said along with his meaning: "It's nothing bad, other people will bring friends, let alone you are my younger brother."

Little Trouble raised his eyebrows, unwilling to let go: "Is it just the younger brother? Or is it that the dinner party of your school council officials is so casual that any friend can go for dinner..."

Qin Shu lost his temper when he asked, raised his hand and rubbed the furry head that was close to him, rubbed his fingers around the blond hair gently, as if he was comforting some small animal with his nose on his face: "It's not an ordinary friend, there is a partner." I will bring my family with me... You are also a family member, boyfriend, are you satisfied?"

"That's about the same," Lin Wu nodded in satisfaction, and rubbed his palm unconsciously, "Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient—by the way, look at the flowers I took just now."

In the center of the screen is a cluster of sweet-scented osmanthus, which is simpler and more straightforward than he imagined, without careful composition—it may be there, but his attainment is not enough to distinguish it. He can only see the outline and shape of the flower. Miao didn't know how to boast, so he had to tell the truth: "Well...it's very clear."

Lin Wu seemed to see through what he was thinking, the screen flickered, and he explained with a smile: "Actually, it doesn't look good when it's not full of trees."

"Then why are you still filming?"

"Because..." The young man closed his eyes for a short while, and turned his gaze from the phone screen to him, but his eyes still seemed to reflect the shadow of osmanthus twigs, reminiscent of the sweet and bewitching taste, "I want to collect today .”

It is an unexpected victory for someone you like to take the initiative to wear the ring he gave you, and it is worth remembering.

Qin Shu had heard the word from him many times, and he didn't ask any more questions. He silently waited for him to say more—there were some eccentric hobbies close to voyeurism on the left and right, but he just couldn't figure out how the word "collection" was associated with sweet-scented osmanthus. Together.

"My imagination is not bad. I can think of its taste when I see a photo, and then I think of today..." I don't know what he remembered, his voice paused for a while, and he continued as if nothing had happened, "Qin Shu, I will remember it The ring on your hand, the smell on your body, and many other things—the flower is just the medicine, and you are the medicine itself."

Whether it is antidote or poison, it can evoke the obscure desires of young people in the dark night, and it can also be associated with the warm autumn sun, symbolizing all warm love.

Qin Shu was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help but laugh, and his voice was as soft as talking to himself: "I knew..."

Left and right are all about him, and everything around him is a mark left on him, which cannot be escaped.