kiss Me

Life didn't leave Lin Wu much time to entangle with relationship problems, so he hurriedly drove him into a long-distance relationship, as if he had planned to leave him some time alone, temporarily stay away from the source of his problems, and sort out question or convince yourself.

The next day he took the certificate to the Academic Affairs Office to issue a week-long leave slip, and then sent the slips one by one to each teacher's office according to the class schedule. I like him, and when I saw him coming, I grabbed him and chatted with him. When I was young, I went to study in country F, and I left my parents and was alone, which is somewhat similar to him now.

But he was not alone, at least he was accompanied by his guardian, Qin Shu, during the years abroad—the guardian accompanied him to write a leave of absence and ran to the teaching building all afternoon without any emotional ups and downs, as if wasting half a day was just a walk A normal schedule.

But the long-distance relationship between them is really not new. It is one thing to stick together since childhood, but another thing to be separated.A different place is not an ordinary place. They often cross half the world, or leave a letter and never hear from each other, but the two of them stick together as if nothing happened. I don’t know whether it is a marriage or a bad relationship.

After running around the teaching building, it was already evening, and the orange afterglow diffused over the window lattice, vaguely hinting at parting, but it also decorated the parting in a very romantic way.

Lin Wu's cold was still not healed, and he was in the initial stage of suffering from a stuffy nose and sore throat, and he was short of breath even walking down the stairs, so he stopped by the side door and stuffed the remaining two fake slips into the In Qin Shu's hand, he leaned on his shoulder and slowly breathed.

Qin Shu put his arms around him, and rubbed the back of his neck once and for all, like comforting some little animal suffering from injury: "Do you have to go?"

Such reckless words came out of Qin Shu's mouth, which was actually a bit abrupt, but it somehow relieved Lin Wu's originally depressed mood.

He rubbed Qin Shu's collar, itched by some rough knitting wool, and couldn't help but sneezed a little, his voice was muffled: "I've already asked for leave, besides, my mother asked me to go." You know my mother's character, you have to pamper her."

Qin Shu seemed to sigh, and didn't say anything more. He lowered his head and kissed his forehead, which was hotter than usual: "Then take care of yourself, take your medicine on time, and call me when you are free. It doesn't matter if you don't talk, just hang up." It's fine."

This person always has the magic power to let him fall into it, making him feel at ease unconsciously, leaving behind all his grudges and entanglements, leaving only a heart full of soft love and a little harmless reluctance.

He raised his head, looked into Qin Shu's eyes, and asked him with a smile in the distance of breathing: "Reluctant to part with me?"

Probably because of his illness, his voice is also a little unnaturally soft, a bit like when he is drunk, his eyes are wet, and when he looks up, he looks like a puppy, or other more cunning canines .

So tender kisses fell on his eyelids.

Qin Shu held his face, and didn't mind being infected. He kissed him from the eyebrows all the way to his lips, and said honestly: "Well, I don't want to, and I don't want you to spend so long with others day and night."

This was an answer that could only be heard in dreams before, but now it was heard clearly in his ears - Lin Wu gave a satisfied "hmm", smiled softly, put his arms around his shoulders again, and imitated him. Kissing him lightly, the pinnae of the ear turned red, I don't know if it was because of illness or for some other reason.

"Hello, I'm Wang Han, a student of Professor Chen. I've contacted you before—we're both in our twenties, and we don't think much different in thinking. Just call me whatever you want...I call you Xiao Wu, can you?"

The young man in front of him was well-dressed, and his appearance was not too outstanding, but his windbreaker and gentle demeanor set off a lot of points, and he stood out in the crowd.

Lin Wu was sitting on the left side of the back row of the car, not sure if it was normal for a private driver to pick him up on a "business trip at public expense" - at least it was obviously not normal for people to call him that when they met for the first time - but still Nodding, restraining the urge to cough, he politely said hello.

Before coming here, he had seen Dr. Wang's works, and had no intention of judging his level, but he could somewhat understand the other's character through the paintings. At least he was not as open as he showed just now, and he was probably a very thoughtful person.

He has always disliked exposing his negative emotions in front of others. When he was sick, he just tried to pretend that nothing happened. He quietly turned to the window to enjoy the scenery, intending to close his eyes and rest after getting on the plane.

However, I don’t know whether it’s his acting skills are too good, or the other party is really familiar with him. Even if he turned his head and said nothing, Wang Han still talked to him one after another, chatting about the experience of studying under his mother in the past, revealing intentionally or unintentionally. He gave out the information that his talent was fair and that he was appreciated by his mother.

"Well, indeed, I heard her talk about you, and she must have high hopes for you, which is why she urged me to learn from you..." Lin Wu rubbed his forehead, and played Tai Chi with him with a mixed tone of truth On the contrary, he was so sincere that he made a serious point of it, as if the purpose of the trip was really to learn something from him.

"It's too serious, I'm a newcomer when it comes to entering the industry, and I'm holding a solo exhibition for the first time, so I need to trouble you to recommend me one or two..." Wang Han was so pleased by his coaxing, he changed the topic, and said back to him "Speaking of which, when I was studying under Professor Chen, I often looked at your paintings, and more than once lamented that you are talented and intelligent, and I have long wanted to find a chance to meet—Xiao Wu, to be honest, you are indeed I have seen the most eye-catching junior, not only for the paintings, but also the style of dealing with people... If there is a chance, I still hope that you can come to my studio to help."

It's only been less than 10 minutes since we met for the first time, and I don't know where I got insight into his style of dealing with people... Lin Wu frowned almost imperceptibly, even if his sense of smell was blocked, he could still smell the strong scent of the other party Road, as the voice approached him calmly, it almost crossed the central axis between the two.

His intuition is always accurate, but now his intuition tells him that the person in front of him is not a good person, and he probably has ulterior motives in approaching him.

"I appreciate your kindness, but I'm only a freshman, and I have a lot of professional courses, and I'm too busy with extra-curricular work—"

In the next second, his vision darkened, and the car drove into the tunnel. The sudden change of light made him close his eyes subconsciously, his voice paused, and he was unable to speak the second half of the sentence abruptly.

At some point, something wet, cold and soft touched the back of his hand, taking advantage of the dim light, it was getting tighter and tighter, almost getting into his fingers.

—It was a male hand.