Attempted first love

On the day when the museum was officially opened, it was rare to see the sun.

Xia Yan couldn't count how long it had been since he hadn't seen a sunny day. Since returning to Haicheng, he seemed to be forced to soak in the water every day and turned into a sea creature. When he saw the bright sunshine, he even shrank a little.

The exhibition started at ten o'clock, and the rehearsal work had already been completed the day before, so today it is reasonable to say that there is no need to go there early, when Xia Yan hurried to the gate of the community, he remembered this and stopped again.

Of course he didn't want to go if he didn't have to go early.

When he was busy at work a few days ago, Deadline was like a cane with thorns, whipping him to set up the exhibition without any worries.

Until yesterday, when the rehearsal was over, everyone was so exhausted that they even raised their hands to cancel the dinner party, and lay in a mess in the hall.

Coincidentally, he and Lu Zhouyu were spread together in a T-shape, with his head on Lu Zhouyu's waist. Xia Yan slid down awkwardly, but was protested by Xiao Jiang.

"Brother Yan, don't move around, you kicked my face."

So Xia Yan doesn't know what posture everyone is stacking on top of each other, it might be like throwing a small wooden stick casually, moving the whole body with one hair.

He had no choice but to rub back to his original position, Lu Zhouyu covered the top of his head with his hand, and said simply, "itch."

Xia Yan stopped moving, "Sorry."

"Sorry," moved his hand away from the top of his head, and then Lu Zhouyu stood up on the ground, and stretched out a hand to him condescendingly, "Get up?"

It was a very simple question, but looking at his hand, Xia Yan suddenly didn't know how to answer it.

It turns out that liking is this kind of flustered and contradictory feeling. Before that, everything in his life was natural, arbitrary and orderly. There was never such a moment when he felt out of control.

He nodded, shook his head again, and said, "I'm too tired, I'll lie down for a while."

Faced with this unexpected relationship, Xia Yan is not ready to move forward, the turtle is safe and comfortable hiding in its shell.

The exhibition will be held for one month, and soon, when Lu Zhouyu returns to the UK, everyone has a good cooperation, and we can even go to see him off, shake hands and say safe journey.

During this period, it is better to reduce meetings.

After standing at the gate of the community for a while, the sun has fully risen, the sky is blue and light, and the clouds are fluffy.

Xia Yan thought for a while, then turned and walked into the convenience store at the door, ready to have breakfast first.

Just after the morning rush hour, there was no one in the convenience store, and there were only a few rice balls left on the shelves in the deli area. He picked up two and sat down by the window, so he could see the street and the sky outside.

Xia Yan will never open the triangular rice balls in the convenience store, and usually try to avoid this kind of packaged breakfast, today I was bored, so I bought two to pass the time.

After drinking half a cup of soy milk, he rubbed his hands together, as if he was about to undergo a precise surgical operation, he put the rice ball flat on the table, carefully followed the instructions to tear off the red seal, then pinched the sides of the packaging bag, gently Pull it outward, and the seaweed slices and rice balls are perfectly separated.

Who thought of this anti-human design?

He took out the piece of seaweed, wrapped it around the rice by hand, and ate it in two or three bites, and pushed the other rice ball to the corner of the table to bask in the sun, not intending to tear it apart again.

Looking up, there was a young boy standing on the empty street outside the window, smiling and waving to him.

It looked a little familiar, Xia Yan stopped what he was doing, thought it was the clerk he met when he came to buy cigarettes a few nights ago, and waved at him.

In less than a minute, the boy came in and sat down next to him.

"Come to work?" Xia Yan asked.

"No, I'm here to find you."

"Find me?"

"Well," he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and put it in the middle of the table, "Here are you."

Xia Yan glanced down and put down the soy milk. Even though he hadn't seen it for many years, he still recognized it was Hongqiqu's cigarette case at a glance, and was a little surprised: "Where did you get it?"

"Is that what you want?"

"Yes."

"That's good, the trip was not in vain." The boy said with a smile: "But I took one apart and tried it, don't mind. Also, my name is Qi Wan."

"Xia Yan." Picking up the cigarette case and looking at it, the red hard shell has a one centimeter square monochrome landscape printed on the front.

He took out his mobile phone, "Thanks, I'll transfer the amount to you."

Qi Wan hurriedly smiled and refused: "Take it, I can't stand the smell, and I don't know how to deal with it. When I saw this brand, I remembered you asked."

Xia Yan was silent for two seconds, "Thank you then, please have breakfast, and get what you eat."

"That's all I need," Qi Wan pointed to the rice ball he put on the corner of the table, "You won't tear it apart anyway."

"Take it away," Xia Yan waved his hand, "Can I reflect that your store has too few steamed buns and too many rice balls."

Qi Wan laughed loudly, "There is a suggestion book at the door, I'm not a clerk here, I was helping my roommate take over that day."

Xia Yan thought about it a little, before, it seemed that there was a tall and strong college student who came to do the night shift part-time job. He was busy until the early morning every day that month, and he met several times when he was shopping for supper.

"This pack of cigarettes belongs to him." Qi Wan said.

Xia Yan nodded, then took out two free tickets for the exhibition from the canvas bag, and put them down next to the cigarette case: "For you, you two can go and see if you have nothing to do."

Qi Wan looked at the ticket, and then at him, "The first time I saw you, I thought you were an artist."

"Really? How can you tell?"

Qi Wan kept secret: "Feeling." He picked up a ticket and put it on, "One ticket is fine. We broke up, so don't worry about him."

Xia Yan thought it was funny: "College students still play this way?"

"It's really broken," Qi Wan pursed his lips, and said lightly after a while: "I slept with him, and he disappeared."

This unexpected answer made Xia Yan not know what to say, so he remained silent.

"The cigarette fell out of his pocket without even having time to pick it up, and he ran very fast." Qi Wan added.

Xia Yan watched him fiddle with his fingers with his head lowered, his eyelashes drooping, and asked tactfully, "Do you like him?"

"What's the use of liking, he likes girls." Qi Wan laughed out loud, propped his face on one arm, and said without any emotion: "But I won't lose if I sleep."

Xia Yan didn't know what to say anymore, so he simply got up to buy coffee.

Qi Wan took it and said "thank you", and said that there was still class in a while, and he would come to play with him again when he had a chance, then he waved and ran out, leaving the red flag cigarette and a ticket on the table.

Xia Yan picked it up and stuffed it into his pocket, holding the coffee and walking towards the art gallery.

He arrived late, missed the opening and ribbon-cutting ceremony, just as he wanted.Today is a working day, and not many people came to visit. Most of them are self-media people in the field of art, and some Internet celebrities come to take pictures and check in.

Some artists came to the scene in person, Xia Yan passed by a few, greeted them, walked all the way in, and stopped in front of the exhibition hall of Lu Zhouyu's works.

Lu Zhouyu was being dragged to take pictures.

Wearing a dark gray cable-knit sweater with his work ID dangling around his neck, he stood there motionless, like a statue, or a downy tree, for one audience after another to take photos with.

The smile on his face can't be called warm, but it can't be said to be polite, as if he has been managed by a star's expression.

As if feeling Xia Yan's gaze, he turned his head to look over, Xia Yan smiled lightly and raised his chin at him, meaning "you are busy first", then turned to go to other exhibition halls.

Turning around boredly, thinking of the pack of cigarettes, Xia Yan put his hands in his pockets, gripped the pack tightly and walked towards the tool room.

He took out the lighter from the glove box, twisted a latex rubber band, and tied back the neck-length hair at will. When he was ready, he leaned on the window sill and lit a cigarette.

Just after taking a sip, Xiao Jiang called and said that there was an interview draft that needed to be improved.

"It's in the tool room, come here." Xia Yan crushed the smoke.

After waiting for 10 minutes, Xiao Jiang did not come. The tool room is a long and narrow room, with iron frames on both sides, filled with various tools. He stood against the frames for a while, and felt the smoke from just now Being blown into the room, it was stuffy, so he walked back to the window again.

The sky at this moment is very pure, even the clouds are gone, it is a long-lost, highly saturated blue, and there is no trace of the heavy rain a few days ago.

So Xia Yan stood on tiptoe, leaned out his upper body, propped his palms on the window frame, leaned forward as much as possible, lowered his head, and exposed himself to the sunlight.

Show me off, he thought.

After being upside down for a long time, his brain was congested with blood, and his eyes were filled with white flowers. Xia Yan held the window frame, and when he slowly retracted his body, a strand of hair was caught by the window buckle.

"Hiss..." He reflexively clutched the back of his head, trying to untie the rubber band, but the latex rubber band was tightly entangled with his hair, and he couldn't untie it no matter what, with a little force, the hooked hair and scalp There was a sharp pain.

Xia Yan hunched over, not daring to make any other movements. After relieving the pain, he finally heard the sound of the door opening behind him.

He hurriedly shouted: "Xiao Jiang! Come here quickly! Help me untie this rubber band."

The footsteps behind him stopped suddenly, Xia Yan couldn't help turning around, his hair was pulled again.

"You don't want to save yourself, do you?!"

As soon as he yelled this sentence, footsteps sounded again, and he walked behind him in twos and threes, and a wave of heat enveloped him, hotter than just basking in the sun.

Although Xia Yan didn't have much prestige in front of Xiao Jiang, he had never had such an embarrassing moment. He smiled plainly and explained: "Haha, I accidentally got hooked."

"It's kind of careless to be able to hang your head on a window."

The sound made him jerk his head up, and the back of his head was held down by a slightly cold palm. The touch felt familiar: "You don't want your hair anymore?"

"...Yes," Xia Yan lowered his head obediently, letting Lu Zhouyu's hands run through his hair, he calmed down and asked, "Why are you?"

"I left the lighter here yesterday, come and look for it."

"Oh, I just used it in the box at the door."

"Ah."

After Lu Zhouyu finished speaking, he concentrated on untying his hair, and his arms were loosely pressed on Xia Yan's shoulders. The weight was not heavy, but it made him feel unbearable, like carrying a mountain on his back.The hand that was holding the window frame was tight, and I controlled myself not to shake.

The rubber band was difficult to untie, so Lu Zhouyu moved closer, breathing evenly past his ears, like a tree flapping its leaves. He resisted the mountain, but was blown by the wind and shook his body.

"It hurts?" Lu Zhouyu said, "Be patient with the pain, right away."

After two or three seconds, the pain in the hair is gone, and the weight on the shoulders is gone.

Xia Yan took a deep breath, and turned his body around completely. Lu Zhouyu was already standing a step away, with his hand stretched forward, pinching the rubber band with his fingertips, and two golden curly hairs hanging from it.

"Thank you." Xia Yan took it over, feeling embarrassed and not knowing what to do, he pretended to be calm and said, "It's time to cut my hair."

The smile on the corner of Lu Zhouyu's mouth seemed irrepressible, so he just laughed out loud, "Why did you cut it, it looks pretty good."

Do you like long hair?

Xia Yan almost blurted out this sentence, but fortunately he bit the tip of his tongue and swallowed it back in time.

In an instant, he thought of what Qi Wan said in the convenience store, "What's the use of liking", and then he thought of him saying, "It's not bad to sleep".

I'm crazy, he thought at last.

The ceiling of this room is very low, and the iron frames lined up on both sides are like white ribs, and they are squeezed into the long and narrow ventricle in the middle, undulating together.

Why are you inside and outside the heart?

After a few seconds, Xia Yan took a step forward, took a breath of the cool breeze in his heart, and asked in a hoarse voice: "I just smoked, can you smell what kind of smoke it is? You smoked it before."

Lu Zhouyu moved forward a little bit, his nose fluttered, but just for a moment, he withdrew again, "No."

Sure enough, he couldn't smell it, and he couldn't remember it.I don’t remember the first time he bought a box of Hongqiqu on the mountain and invited himself to try one.

With his hands in his pockets, Xia Yan repeatedly opened and closed the cigarette case. After repeating it mechanically many times, he saw Lu Zhouyu's brows move. Confrontation is tiring.

But he was well-bred and did not turn around and leave, and even asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Mingming had just made up his mind to be a turtle, but Xia Yan felt that Lu Zhouyu's every move was like holding a twig with leaves, shaking him in front of him to coax him out.

Forget it, those who wish to take the bait.

Xia Yan pinched his fingers and said, "Let's try."

In sight, Lu Zhouyu's eyebrows twitched, as if hearing some joke, "What?"

"How did you feel when I kissed you that day?" Xia Yan felt that his voice was even trembling, but he still gritted his teeth and continued: "It should be pretty good, after all, it bit my mouth to pieces."

Lu Zhouyu didn't speak, but looked at him with a half-smile.

Xia Yan also looked back at each other, "Don't you have a month to go back to England? This month, let's try."

He finally said it, even though the current atmosphere is so weird, he still feels relieved, his heart is no longer beating violently, but it seems to have opened a mouth, and the strong wind is blowing in endlessly, and he urgently needs something to fill it.

But the person who was talking to him asked back as if he was completely unaffected: "Try what?"

"Try what?" Xia Yan chewed the question, suddenly felt it was funny, so he relaxed and shrugged, "It's okay, any adult can do it."

"Oh." Lu Zhouyu seemed to have finally raised his interest, and smiled with his mouth curled up, "You want to sleep with me?"

A person who has been dazzled will no longer pay attention to the distant facts, but will only seek for a little sweetness that is about to be obtained.

Xia Yan no longer knew what he was thinking, he blurted out: "You can also say that."

Lu Zhouyu looked at Xia Yan and was silent for a while, as if he was weighing something.Finally, his lips moved, and at the same time, his mobile phone on the shelf rang.

Xia Yan glanced over subconsciously, it was a string of local numbers without notes, but Lu Zhouyu had no intention of answering, and pressed the hang up button with his fingertips.

Before he could speak, the bell rang again, the same number.He still didn't connect, and he didn't hang up anymore, just let the bell ring alone.

"You pick it up, I'll go out first."

Xia Yan picked up his mobile phone and handed it over, suddenly he was no longer in a hurry to get a result.Because of this episode, his taut heart had a little room to breathe.

Lu Zhouyu took the phone and tilted his head. The two were almost facing each other, their lips were very close, but neither of them spoke.

The bell rang for the third time, and it seemed that something was really urgent.

Xia Yan turned his face sideways, pressed Lu Zhouyu's left shoulder with one hand, and leaned closer to his ear, "Although you owe me once, I still ask for your opinion on this matter."

After speaking, he passed Lu Zhouyu and walked out, and when he passed the shelf at the door, he held the lighter in his palm.

"You have considered it and come to me with the answer."