kiss Me

"...What about him? Is he just different?!"

The rain was so heavy that it was falling so hard that he could barely hold his umbrella.

Lin Wu leaned against the iron railing covered with drops of water, abnormally not paying attention to whether it would stain his clothes, and even let go when the transparent plastic umbrella was blown by the wind for the third time and was on the verge of losing control, and pulled himself Throwing it into the rain, trying to use the rain to stay awake, lest I open the door and rush in the next second.

The windows are glass windows, the curtains are half-opened, and the door is also slightly opened, allowing him to piece together the information he heard and saw, and spell out the complete and absurd scene in front of him.

Standing in the pouring rain, he overhears his brother - his sweetheart - arguing with his girlfriend.

Or maybe an ex-girlfriend.

This was probably the first time he saw the girl's appearance so clearly - blond hair and blue eyes, skin so white that it couldn't hide the blood color, tall and thin, [-]% similar to him in a certain period, with full hair The tearful eyes are like lakes of glass, reflecting heart-shattering anger and pain.

"Tell me, isn't he different? He can please you, is he worthy of making your stone heart beat?!"

The girl's questioning voice pierced into his ears, and the reference was endless, but he somehow understood it.

He was talking about himself.

Thunder gradually sounded in the rain, unreasonable and continuous muffled thunder, like some deliberately disturbing noise, forcing him to take a few steps forward and press against the door panel to hear Qin Shu's answer clearly.

"No," the warm and cruel voice came into his ears, freezing all the noise for a few seconds, only the heartbeat suddenly became flustered, "it's all the same."

--all the same.

A sense of suffocation surged up without warning, like someone poured thunder into his body, making him almost out of breath.

The next second he opened his eyes abruptly, only to realize that dream and reality were intertwined, there was indeed thunder rolling outside the window, the rain was pouring, and the moon had long since disappeared.

Waking up from a nightmare was not a good experience. His heartbeat was so fast that it was almost flustered, and the noisy inorganic roar was still echoing in his ears. He propped up the bed and sat up slowly, belatedly realizing that he was sweating all over. The shirt fabric was soaked damp, like being wet by the rain in a dream, sticking to the back sticky, and it became cold again when blown by the wind.

But at least he woke up - he thought silently, leaning against the head of the bed to breathe calmly, touched his forehead, thinking that at least the fever had subsided completely, and the injection was still effective.

The scene from the dream came back to his mind again, the girl who hugged Qin Shu and kissed him, had the same blond hair, fair skin, dark blue eyes full of hot desire as he was at that time, and at the moment when she was pushed away, It froze for a moment.

He knew it was false, Qin Shu never hugged anyone other than him, nor did he answer that cruel sentence.

But how could he see so clearly, clearly see Qin Shu's expression when he pushed the person away - indifferent, indifferent, with long black eyelashes down, like a butterfly with its wings folded and unwilling to flap , the loopholes in the fairy tales that do not fit the atmosphere push people back to the cold reality.

Probably because of empathy.

He couldn't be more clear that Qin Shu would push him away like this a few months ago, his eyes were calm and his heartbeat was as regular as usual, he was really indifferent.

The real memory is much crueler than the dream. He never cared about Qin Shu's attitude before, but now he feels sad after knowing it. His heart feels like it is clogged with cotton soaked in tears, sore and breathless. Come.

He turned over and stuffed a pillow into his arms, trying to curl himself up like a small animal, unwilling to face the window—even though he knew there was no moon outside the window.

At that moment, he heard the muffled thunder rolling outside the window, and suddenly wanted to ask Qin Shu directly, whether a word in his dream was unbelievable, and whether his past and future life really needed him.

He knows that these questions are meaningless in themselves, and no one can tell what started with "if there was no". Qin Shu may not say something against his will to coax him. It's hard to find.

However, a few minutes later, he still got up, grabbed his phone, and sent Qin Shu an unclear message, "Can't sleep."

At four o'clock in the morning, I thought I knew there would be no reply.

He looked at the flashing cursor on the screen, his eye sockets were sore by the sudden bright light, and finally tasted the pain of the so-called long-distance relationship slowly - the anxiety of being separated from the two places, the loss of being unable to get an immediate response, or the nightmare After waking up, there was no answer for the long silent night.

He really wanted to see Qin Shu, kiss, hug, whatever.

The surging thoughts were about to swallow him up.

In the next half night, he didn't dream anymore, or it should be said that he didn't fall asleep again successfully, but lay down on the pillow and thought about many things - many past events related to Qin Shu.

For example, when he was eight years old, he had food allergies and spent the night in the hospital for the first time. Actually, there was a nanny by his side, but Qin Shu was still worried and stayed in the ward to watch over him overnight.That day he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't sleep. He looked at the direction of the window and waited for the sun to rise. He didn't know how to comfort Qin Shu who had taken all the responsibilities on his own. At dawn, he pointed to the wooden hydrangea outside the window and said that there was something wrong with him last night. The little flower was blown down by the wind, can you pick one up for me?

Later Qin Shu gave him a jar of wooden hydrangeas, small white flowers with five petals, stored in an emptied glass sugar bowl, like a jar of summer snow.

For example, when he was 11 years old, the school organized an autumn outing, and he went on foot to a distant place to climb a mountain. After returning, he was exhausted, and in the evening, he lay on his seat and waited for Qin Shu to come to the classroom to find him.They went home by bus that day, and the setting sun filled most of the car, and when they approached the terminal, there were only the two of them left. He leaned on Qin Shu's shoulder and pretended to be asleep, and then played with each other like a fool after being exposed. hand.

Qin Shu's hand was a circle bigger than his, and it was thin and slender when he was young. He stuffed his fingers between Qin Shu's fingers, thinking that this hand is suitable for wearing a ring, but he didn't think about it. Someday in the future this idea will come true.

For example, when he was 12 years old, he walked into Qin Shu's room with paints and brushes, painted half of the wall on his own initiative, and made the neat room nondescript with bright but unclear graffiti.Qin Shu came back when he was halfway through the painting, handed him a glass of orange juice with ice, sat on the corner of the bed and listened to his explanation of the original intention and meaning of the painting, with a faint smile in his eyes, as if no matter what he said, he would accept it. Take it all.

For example, when he was 14 years old, he started to learn the guitar. He sat cross-legged on Qin Shu’s bed and played the melody side by side. There were several blank staves that were gradually filled in front of him. Finally, he put together a well-formed self-composed song and recorded it in MP3. , as a birthday present to Qin Shu—his own birthday was defined by him as the day when two people met for the first time, so he became the one who prepared the gift instead.

For example, when he was 15 years old, he fell in love with an underground band with a funk style. He skipped class and went to the bar to listen to their Live. Not surprisingly, he was discovered by the head teacher and asked his parents to talk about it—so the high school next door Qin Shu was called to the office and listened to him for two hours.

When he got back to school and heard about it, he remembered that the leave note he had handed in had expired the day before. He regretfully planned to give his brother the signed orchestra merch as an apology, and even abducted him to buy it for him across the school. I really like desserts.

As a result, when Qin Shu saw him after school, he just reached out and touched the fluorescent paint on his face, and asked him if he had a good time and if he got the autograph he wanted.

Such as his ignorant love affair, such as Qin Shu's coat in his closet, such as the homework that he couldn't finish on the last day of the holiday, which was miraculously filled the next day when he woke up, such as the never-ending ice cream and peach soda in the refrigerator.

He has collected so many evidences to prove that Qin Shu is gentle and different to him—maybe it can also prove that Qin Shu loves him.

When it was raining, the sky was not so bright. When the hour hand pointed to "7", he finally regained a little sleepiness, but he was disturbed by the vibrating sound of his mobile phone a second before he closed his eyes.

There was a new message lying on the screen, it was from Qin Shu, "Sorry, I fell asleep last night".

Well, no matter when you take your mistakes on yourself, this is also a piece of evidence.

The exhibition went smoothly. The organizers invited students from nearby universities to be volunteers, so Lin Wu had nothing to do in the last two days and let him charge his battery in the hotel for two days.

He didn't go to the barber shop, and it was not suitable to go out due to the rainy days. Thanks to that dream, he didn't want to go out to get wet.

By the time the exhibition was dismantled at noon on the last day, his illness had almost recovered, and he had no reason to shirk, so he had to go to the celebration banquet with Wang Han.

After all, he is the protagonist, and after several rounds, Wang Han was [-]% drunk, and a lot of the wine was blocked for him—he even changed his mind for a few moments, thinking that the other party seemed to be a good person, at least he didn't force his body to drink. Unwell students drink alcohol.

——However, reality soon slapped him hard in the face.

At the end of the show, most of the people had a drink, so they could only divide into several groups and take a taxi to leave.Lin Wu and another "wife can only take a few sips" who are still sober after all, sent the last few guests to the taxi together, and left the address and family contact information for the driver. Finally, they breathed a sigh of relief when they were done, and they all looked at the "protagonist" not far away who was talking nonsense while looking at the potted plants.

"Take my car back, can you drive?" The staff member who had a few drinks handed the car keys to him, smiled and said, "My house is near the hotel where you are staying, so it can save you a taxi ride Money, besides, the parking fee is calculated by the hour, and I can’t drive back by myself after drinking, so it’s a shame to park here for one night.”

"It can be driven, but I just returned to China, and I only drove on the right rudder before." Lin Wu pointed in Wang Han's direction, "Let's take Teacher Wang into the car first, and please help me to watch it on the way."