kiss Me

Qin Shu's life was always very boring. Lin Wu was very boring before he came here, but now he has changed to [-]%. It is still a dull and fulfilling peace that most people can't bear.

For example, now that Lin Wu goes to evening class, the classroom is a small one, filled with fifty people, so he has to study by himself in the empty classroom at the end of this floor, and write a small paper on credit economics for this week, keeping it handy when he arrives. The milk tea bought on the road, the new oolong flavor, melted from the ice cubes, and a thin circle of water accumulated around the cup, and he didn't see him take another sip.

It's a bit like a robot, or a fairy who has no need for food, pretends to be interested in the world's fireworks in front of the sweetheart, tastes a couple of mouthfuls, and doesn't bother to pretend when the person leaves-but the sweetness that the sweetheart likes is right It was too sweet for him.

If there is no Lin Wu, he should be in the library or the unoccupied school council office at this time, at least it is not the only empty classroom in the teaching building. There are people teaching next door and opposite, and the two lectures reinforced by microphones are intertwined and intertwined. From chemical production to philosophical principles, it is indescribably disturbing, which is really inconsistent with his usual style of clear goals and pursuit of efficiency.

The only good thing is that it is very close to Lin Wu, three evening classes are over twice, the fox knocks on his door with the ring of the end of class bell, pretends to wait for him to open it, and then throws himself into his arms contentedly while no one is paying attention. Here, sticking to the corner of his mouth, he gave him a selfish "meeting gift".

He was a little surprised the first time, but he completely accepted it the second time, watching the fox sitting on the table swinging his legs, drinking the cup of milk tea that he had left unused for a long time, biting the straw and making vague complaints about this lesson. The teacher's accent is so heavy that I can't understand what he is saying when he is distracted.

"Brother, I want to skip class, it doesn't matter whether you listen to it or not, and he doesn't call the name--Skip class to accompany you, okay?"

Qin Shu just glanced at him, and said the expected two words in the most gentle tone, no.

In the whole classroom, only one lamp in the corner was turned on, and the street lamps outside the window were used to fill in the light. Lin Wu stuck out his tongue, and reached out to press down the screen of his laptop to forcefully divert his attention. They showed an innocent face, lowered their heads slightly, and asked nonsense in a volume that only each other could hear clearly: "Brother, I haven't seen you for 45 minutes, do you miss me?"

As a result, his vision suddenly dimmed, and the boring and obscure literature was replaced by the soft smile shaking in the young man's eyes. He saw the warm yellow street light falling into Lin Wu's eyes, a small piece of shimmering and warm, hiding his reflection, as if with The imaginary warm sun enveloped him.

——I remembered that in the afternoon in a certain library, Lin Wu sat across from him and looked at him with a smile from the corners of his eyes, which made him feel the unprovoked heartbeat for the first time in his life.

The appearance of Lin Wu sitting on his table like this is really like a fox, jumping up on the table to wrap around his fox - the fox raised a finger, and slowly filled it into the hollow of the phalanx on the back of his hand, the fingertips were still stained with iced milk tea The thin dampness brought by it was embellished by the endless question, as if it was a deliberate hint.

The next second, the class bell rang, swallowing his answer.Lin Wu may have heard it clearly, or maybe he didn't, but the smile in his eyes deepened, and he bent down and quickly pressed a kiss on his lips, confirming the direction of the answer.

"Let's go to class," the fox said softly, "ask again in 45 minutes, wait for me."

Qin Shu thought that he was probably a little dazed, so he was still staring at the door in a daze after seeing him out of the classroom, and the buzzing microphone in the next classroom didn't wake him up—he was still not in the state when he recovered. The documents that I have read once again seem to be somewhat incomprehensible, but the scene not long ago is reproduced very clearly in my mind, like a movie playing frame by frame, and then freezes at the moment when the boy laughs.

When he re-read that paragraph of text for the third time, he finally gave up and chose to cut into the document that had been framed before, fill in and make up for it based on his existing knowledge, and stopped when he reached the number of words in the [-]-word thesis—without making a fuss perfunctory.

It wasn't until the end of the perfunctory that he finally recovered from the subtle daze, and heaved a sigh of relief looking at the thesis written on the screen like a sleepwalker, thinking that it might not be suitable to do these things today, and he should get up early tomorrow to make revisions. Reasonable.

When he closed the screen, he saw the cup of milk tea behind the computer. There was still half of it left in the frosted plastic cup. After hesitating for a second, he still picked it up by mistake and took a sip.

It still tasted like milk full of oolong tea, perhaps because the ice cubes melted, it didn't taste so sweet anymore—it seemed better than he thought.

Then he realized that it might be a psychological effect, just like when Lin Wu took a sip of the soup with his spoon when he was a child, he squinted his eyes and whispered a compliment, and he would feel that the bland bowl of soup tasted better.

There is still half an hour before Lin Wu finishes class—"the next 45 minutes" in the little fox's mouth—it is enough time for him to go to the West District to buy the wheel cake that the other party wants to eat, or anything else. Very different snacks.

It is not suitable for writing papers, but it is suitable for "not doing business" and falling in love... Qin Shu shook his head when he put the computer in his schoolbag, condemning his own lazy behavior from the bottom of his heart.

——Although he didn't realize it at the moment, this time he ran errands on a whim not all because Lin Wu said "I want to eat", but a spontaneous behavior with a bit of clichéd expectation, wanting to blend in with the other party's interested fireworks In anger, you want to make the other person happy.

Two minutes before "45 minutes later", Qin Shu sent a message to Lin Wu, saying that he was waiting for him behind the teaching building.

Lin Wu's reply was as jumpy as ever, "Okay, let's take a stroll around the campus by the way."

He didn't have time to ask why he wanted to visit the campus, or what else to "visit" in the school that didn't change every day except that he needed to find his way when he first arrived - but the person concerned gave him an answer thoughtfully when he saw him. Absurd answer: "Maybe I will meet my roommate and his senior sister Xia on the road... Going around the campus at night is one of the most suitable activities for contemporary college students to spend their ambiguous period."

Qin Shu handed him the steaming matcha-flavored wheel cakes, which came with a paper box cake topped with strawberries. Can't go back to the dormitory before the door is closed.

"Brother, you really want to fatten me up." Lin Wu blinked in surprise, then laughed quickly, "Fortunately, I didn't eat much for dinner, otherwise...well, what did I say?"

Qin Shu followed his gaze, and saw two figures walking along the river bank path not far away, a man and a woman, who seemed to have known each other.

"Senior Xia Hui is in the same evening class as me, so I wondered if Fang Yixun would come to pick her up." Lin Wu raised the wheel pancake to his mouth for him to taste, and lowered his voice, whispering like a child, " In fact, I couldn’t figure out what’s the point of going around like this before, so I might as well find a corner where there’s no one around and do something else, but then when I was studying in country F for a few years, I often saw couples when I went back to the apartment at night, one-on-one Holding hands with each other and walking slowly, it seems that we can talk from birth to death—I think it’s quite interesting.”

They didn't go in the direction Fang Yixun and Xia Hui were going. They chose another road intentionally or unintentionally, leading to the school history exhibition hall, which was far away from the living area, and usually few people used to go there.

But as Lin Wu said, the more secluded the place is during the day, the more suitable it is for trysts or so-called campus visits at night.Along the way, people can always be seen in the dark, holding hands or embracing each other, and they are reflected in Qin Shu's eyes in pairs, which is a very fresh scene.

The somewhat pixelated concept that only appeared in written materials suddenly became a reality, telling him what it means to fall in love and how to fall in love, which is fresh and has a subtle sense of unreality-but peeping at others is not true. That's great, he can only pretend that nothing happened, and walk forward without looking sideways.

But he has to distract himself from a certain little fox who is full of interest, so as not to peek too much and cause trouble to others.

The lingering ambiguous atmosphere finally dissipated a little after walking through the covered bridge separating the two areas and stepping into the area of ​​the school history museum where no one would really set foot.Lin Wu sat down on the bench at the end of the covered bridge, stuffed the last bite of wheel pancake into his mouth, his mouth was covered with matcha sauce, and gestured to his brother for paper.

Qin Shu laughed, took out a paper towel and bent down to wipe it for him. He was as gentle and skillful as taking care of some children. It reminded him of the time when he was a child when he really had dirty food and left it everywhere. The details can no longer be remembered. It's too clear, but it probably won't be a good memory for his brother - but in his memory, at least Qin Shu never showed any anger or impatience because of this, which is really incredible now that he thinks about it.

Qin Shu's eyes focused on his mouth, which gave him the opportunity to peek at the same concentration. Seeing the river behind him, which is not wide but enough to refract the moonlight thousands of times, reflected in the eyes of the other party, it became a pool that belonged to each other alone. The quiet pool spring, clean and clear without matter, becomes soft when looking at him.

When the "care" was over, he turned his head to kiss the back of Qin Shu's hand, put his arm around the other's shoulder to prevent him from retreating, and vomited a bit shamelessly: "But I still prefer to find a corner where there is no one. No one can see and no one can disturb, it's just the two of us—do something that can't be on the stage, and blatantly have sex."

Qin Shu had to support the back of the chair behind him to keep his balance, and surrounded him in a small space in front of him in disguise, which looked like an unformed hug.

He thought that he had done too many unreasonable things tonight.

For example, a hasty thesis, such a sip of milk tea, such as a self-assessed paper box cake, such as a worthless visit to school——and another example of the last second answer without a summary, he heard himself say "I really want to You", even forgetting to mention the "45 minutes" that would have served as a valid excuse.

But when Lin Wu came up to kiss him, he felt that he seemed to have figured out something, a theorem that became very childish when he said it.

Liking someone gives meaning to meaningless actions.