kiss Me

Until he got on the plane, those two sentences still appeared in Lin Wu's mind endlessly, like a seed planted in a world where he was tortured by illness and his senses were dull, and it took root and sprouted on its own. The flowers bloomed, creating an abrupt sunny spring.

He probably stepped into spring for the first time, smelling the faint fragrance of flowers hugging him, but he felt a brief dizziness, mixed with a somewhat accelerated heartbeat, I don't know if it was due to the plane taking off, or purely novelty—or happiness.

It should be the latter—he leaned back in his seat, listened to the pre-downloaded movie in his earphones, and cast his eyes aimlessly at the clouds, thinking silently.

It's not that he's not promising, it's just that Qin Shu has been used to him for so many years, and he cooperates with acting in whatever he asks for. He has said all the lines that cross the line, but this is the first time he took the initiative to say these four words, "miss him".

Maybe Qin Shu didn't think about it before, maybe he didn't dare to think about it, or maybe the words came to his lips, but he felt a huge responsibility, and he swallowed it back to the bottom of his heart.

He remembered the "the other party is typing" that flashed for an unusually long time at that time, and he could almost imagine how Qin Shu typed these words carefully, carefully and a little jerky.

Only now did he have a sense that the two of them had been in a legal relationship—so the wool that had troubled him for a long time was unknowingly untied a little, warmed and soft by the sun, and entangled with scattered flowers.

He listened to the love words mixed with the whistling wind in the earphones, and he felt a little clichéd resonance for no reason, and felt that he should no longer be like an adolescent boy because his sweetheart sent a "miss you" to himself Cheerfully for a long time.

But thinking can never fully influence behavior, just like now he buried his head in a cover-up, rubbed the corner of his mouth with his fingers, trying to block the silent smile, while the other hand cut back to WeChat by itself, and cut a picture with only The picture of those two sentences was stored in an album with its own password.

"Qin Shu, do you want to eat together after class?"

It was Meng Qi who asked, and standing beside them was another roommate who seemed to be planning to take the three of them to the cafeteria.

Qin Shu shook his head, and put the things into his schoolbag unhurriedly: "I bought some bread, I'll go to the library."

But the section from the teaching building to the cafeteria was still on the way, so it didn't comply with the social rules, so he still walked forward and naturally joined the conversation between the two.

The topic started with "Student Qin Shu, I found that you have changed", followed by a teasing sentence, "Is there a switch hidden on your body, you only turn it on when your brother is around".

The words were cryptic, it took Qin Shu a second to realize what he was saying, he smiled helplessly, and said in cooperation, "Why do you say that?"

"Look, you were in this state before your brother came this semester. You go to the library every day, you don't see people after class, you don't like food, and you don't even care about the important question of 'what's for lunch'—— It should be said that he doesn’t love life at all,” Meng Qi clasped his fingers and listed it to him solemnly, his tone was still joking, without the awareness that he accidentally broke the truth, “Now that Xiao Lin left, you changed back to this status."

Qin Shu raised his eyebrows: "What was my state when Xiao Wu was around?"

"Hmm... the state of being able to run into each other in the cafeteria," Meng Qi paused, and added, "It seems that I am not so devoted to my studies, but I can see you less every day... How should I put it, Except for the class and the time before going to bed at night, you seem to have been abducted by classmate Xiao Lin at other times."

It is also expected to be so evaluated.

Before Lin Wu returned to China, his life was notoriously three-point and one-line, filled with clear goals and precise schedules, with almost no entertainment time—he had no need for this either—and replaced it with other peers It will probably be more or less unacceptable.

But those goals and schedules themselves are meaningless to him, but they are the most cost-effective among many equally meaningless options, which can bring him a good future or meet the expectations of his parents.

So after Lin Wu returned to China, he naturally abandoned this model, and changed to another direction that suits the other party's wishes and can satisfy his possessive desire at the same time.

It is true that he actually prefers the so-called "after the switch is turned on" state compared to the calm and lifeless life before - even though it means that he has to spend more time and energy to take care of it.

"Maybe," he lowered his gaze, glanced at the empty phone screen, smiled vaguely, and said softly, "He said something similar."

However, he knew very well that Lin Wu's influence on him was not temporary, once the "switch" was turned on, it would not be turned off again, it was only visible to whom.

Just like now, he would answer Lin Wu's phone calls during class without asking why, put on a headset to listen to the children's occasional indistinct dreams, and would answer Lin Wu's news, and even take the initiative to report some "planned plans in the afternoon." Go to the library" and other messages that seemed meaningless to him before, but after a long time of deliberation, he couldn't help but say "I miss you very much", letting these overly soft emotions occupy a corner of his heart together with love .

An exclusive corner he left for Lin Wu.

When he was parting from the two of them, he subconsciously looked at his phone again, and found a sentence "It's time to board the plane" popped up on the screen, followed by an emoji he had never seen before.

A cat with its head down and its paws rubbing its face, looked up with dazed eyes, but a small flower appeared on its head.

He stared blankly at the little pink flower, which was obviously a special effect, and slowed down mysteriously, waiting for the animation to play again.

The kitten, who lowered his head and rubbed his face, raised his head, still in a daze, and sent him a love full of spring.

Then he thought of something, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, with a shallow and gentle smile in his eyes - he saved this too girly emoji.

In fact, there is nothing to talk about here, and I can't repeat the "be careful" that has been said several times-he would think so a few months or even a few weeks ago, and he would indeed do it, so let the topic stay here , Social software only plays a necessary role in communication.

However, this time, perhaps because we haven't seen each other for a long time, when he reacted, there were already a few more "meaningless" chats on the screen, with black letters on a green background, which were sent by him a few seconds ago.

Nothing nutritious, about a piece of partial knowledge that the professor talked about in class just now, about freshness and fairy tale illusions.

"If you were there, you'd probably be very interested."

Lin Wu didn't reply, most likely he was catching up on sleep after getting on the plane - but when he looked at the kitten with flowers on its head, he could almost imagine the other party's reaction.

——"Then tell me about it."