Attempted first love

The floor-to-ceiling windows in Xia Yan's house are very large, almost occupying the entire wall. When the weather is good, the sun is plentiful and warm, and one can overlook the large expanse of greenery and the sea beyond.But on cloudy and rainy days, there will be a mist on the glass again, and the whole room is like a soaring island, and nothing can be touched.

The exhaled air was entwined between the two, Xia Yan's eyes were bright, he looked straight at Lu Zhouyu, and asked him, "Is it okay?"

Lu Zhouyu didn't answer yes or no, he also looked back at Xia Yan, wondering if it was an illusion, his eyes rested on his lips for a while, at the same time, the intertwined hands on the table moved upwards, grasping the wrist bones , jerked forward.

Without warning, lips collided.

The first feeling was not soft at all, but dry and hard like gravel rubbing against each other, so the two of them stuck together for a while, and the breath blended together. Xia Yan tasted a bit of bitterness, parted his lips slightly, and touched Lu Zhouyu's bottom lightly. Lips, said hoarsely: "You smoke."

Lu Zhouyu didn't deny it, and didn't back away. He bit his lips with his teeth, then parted a little, and asked, "Is it bitter?"

"A little bit." Xia Yan said, but it was not unacceptable. "Is it the box of red flag canal I gave you?" He asked, opening his mouth to swallow the lips and tongue that gave off that breath again, but he was caught by someone. When placing the hand behind the ear, support the side of the face and push back two inches.

The meaning is obvious - the kiss is over.

Xia Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, realizing that he probably used the wrong word. The word "kiss" means a pure touch, a jerky caress, but what he wants is a more lingering, dripping, intense, predatory kiss.

But what cannot be ignored is that the temperature and body temperature are rising, and the heartbeat and breathing rate are accelerating simultaneously. It feels very strange, as if his heart has landed safely from a height of [-] meters after just one kiss.

When the two separated, Xia Yan sat upright uncomfortably, took out food from the plastic bag, handed it to Lu Zhouyu, and advised him: "You should eat a little, you probably didn't eat much in the restaurant."

Lu Zhouyu did not refuse this time, and took it from his hand. Xia Yan saw his movement of unpacking the triangular rice ball, and the seaweed piece was perfectly wrapped outside the rice ball, and suddenly called him: "Lu Zhouyu."

"Yeah." Lu Zhouyu stopped what he was doing, probably thinking that he still wanted to eat, so he handed over the rice ball.

"No need." Unknowingly, the two chairs were almost together, with their thighs touching each other, Xia Yan pressed his knee against his, as if joking, and asked at the same time: "I don't know how to tear apart rice balls, are you really willing to try with me?" Do you want to try?"

The wobbly knee was held by Lu Zhouyu with his hand and pressed down. He said, "Just know how to eat."

After a rough dinner, Xia Yan stood by the window, October is not the season for Haicheng to cool down, but it is already a little cool after dark.The hot air from his breath covered the window with a layer of fog. He stretched out a finger and scratched randomly on it. When the horizontal and vertical strokes were about to form a square character, he wiped away the entire fog with the heel of his palm.

Under Xia Yan's strong request, Lu Zhouyu went to the bedroom to change the wet clothes. After changing, he came over and stood side by side with him by the window, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"That's the Mirage Art Museum." Xia Yan pointed to a point in the sky, and regretfully said, "The art museum looks very beautiful from a distance, but it's a pity that it was raining and foggy the two times you came, so you couldn't see it."

Lu Zhouyu said, "See you next time."

It was still raining, Xia Yan went to the kitchen to boil hot water, re-made a pot of tea, and took apart all kinds of snacks that Lu Zhouyu bought from the convenience store, put them on plates, put them on the tea table, and invited: "Watch a movie." ?"

The sofa can be unfolded into a bed. Normally, when Xia Yan is not busy at work, he would lie down in the living room and play a movie with the projector. This is a rare and relaxing moment.

He doesn't understand film genres, he can't tell the directors and masterpieces of various generations, and he doesn't know anything about film and television audio-visual languages.Watch popcorn movies that were cast aside by film critics, and chase long and bad series of action movies.This is his way of relaxing.

But Lu Zhouyu was not.Xia Yan remembered all kinds of obscure movies in his m4, and quickly recalled the movies he downloaded, pretending to be familiar and asked: "Which one do you want to watch? There are both Truffaut and Godard."

The sofa sank, because Kitty also occupied a seat on the sofa, so Lu Zhouyu had to sit next to Xia Yan, picked up two pillows, stuffed one for him, and said, "It's okay, you choose."

Xia Yan found the remote control from the drawer and turned it on. Unsurprisingly, the playback records and folders were full of gaudy commercial films. He exited quickly with some embarrassment. When the cursor slid down, he passed half of the sci-fi movies he saw last time. The progress bar stopped at the center of the screen, and Lu Zhouyu asked, "Didn't you finish this movie?"

"No." Xia Yan said.

"Does it look good?" Lu Zhouyu read the title of the film again.

"It's okay." Xia Yan tapped the remote control panel with his fingertips, and analyzed objectively: "This is the third part of this series, and I think it's better than the first two."

"Really?" Lu Zhouyu seemed to be interested, and leaned back slightly on the back of the sofa, with a relaxed posture, wrapped one hand around the pillow, and stroked Kitty's back hair with the other, and suggested, "Then how about this one?"

"Yes." Xia Yan replied, found the first one from the file folder, and just about to click on it, he heard Lu Zhouyu say: "Let's start from where you saw."

The routines of commercial films are similar, pursuing the ultimate picture effect, grand scenes, saturated colors, and dense background music.The place where Xia Yan paused last time was fairly quiet. He took the opportunity to point to the curtain, and kindly reminded: "Actually, it's a bit boring. If you don't think it looks good, we can change it to another one. I still have..."

Before he finished speaking, his fingers were wrapped in his palms and put back on his knees. He rubbed his knuckles with his thumb and index finger a few times. Lu Zhouyu smiled and said, "I don't just look at Truffaut and Godard."

The movie has been playing for 10 minutes, and it has entered into a fierce fighting scene, but Xia Yan can't see it at all, his knuckles are still faintly numb, like the feeling after accidentally chewing on peppercorns and immediately spitting it out. It's not heavy, but it's hard to ignore.

"What's the relationship between this person and the protagonist?" Amidst the fierce fighting, Lu Zhouyu leaned closer to his ear and asked softly.

"A childhood friend." Xia Yan turned his head and explained to him, "When I grow up, I turn against each other."

"The one with the long hair is a friend of this bad friend, but he and the protagonist are partners now." He explained again, "It's a good guy."

"Complicated," Lu Zhouyu commented, "but quite interesting."

"This is the final melee stage, so there are a lot of characters." Xia Yan turned down the volume a bit, and asked him, "Can I explain it to you?"

Lu Zhouyu said yes, and Xia Yan slowly started talking about the protagonist's growth history. Just after finishing the content of the first part, the screen of Lu Zhouyu's phone on the coffee table lit up, but he didn't notice it, hugging the pillow Looking at Xia Yan seriously, he asked, "What happened next?"

"You have a phone." Xia Yan handed over his mobile phone, without looking at the page, he stopped the movie.

Lu Zhouyu didn't mean to evade, and after receiving it, he went straight to the phone. Xia Yan heard that he was communicating in English again, and wanted to walk away, but his knee was held down again. Lu Zhouyu pulled out the remote control in his hand and pressed the play button , Said: "It's okay, you continue to watch."

Xia Yan and Lu Zhouyu sat very close to each other, so even if they didn't pay attention to it, the cheerful male voice from the microphone was still clear.The movie was still playing, but the sound was almost silent. Xia Yan heard Lu Zhouyu discussing the launch time of a certain exhibit with the other party. Before he seemed to hang up, the person on the phone asked something again, because it suddenly switched to The non-standard Chinese made him unable to react for a while.

But Xia Yan clearly heard Lu Zhouyu reply him: "I'm not going to sign up for the city government project." Then he said: "Not sure, I won't reply in a short time."

It seems that in order to take care of the other party's Chinese level, he spoke these few words slowly but firmly.It wasn't until now that Xia Yan completely believed that Lu Zhouyu really wanted to try with him, and he didn't leave for the time being.

Xia Yan didn't listen to what was said later, he picked up the teapot and got up, walked a few steps, only to realize that the teapot was still heavy and there was no need to store water, so he stood where he was.

The projector projected fluorescent blue light on him, and a leaden gray shadow was reflected on the screen, as if to engrave this moment in the book.

Xia Yan stared at the curtain for a while, and found that there seemed to be a stain on the upper right corner, so he walked over to wipe it off, and the moment he turned around, there was an orange light hitting him like the sun falling, Xia Yan raised his hand Catch it—it's an orange-flavored QQ candy.

He stood there holding the candy, put down the teapot, and immediately didn't want to do anything, just waited.

Not long after, Lu Zhouyu hung up the phone, put down the pillow and the phone together, walked around the coffee table and walked in front of him, squinted at the light of the projector, and asked Xia Yan: "What are you doing standing there?"

Seeing him walk in, Xia Yan asked back, "Do you want to stay and participate in Teacher Ji's exhibition?"

"Have you heard?" Lu Zhouyu approached him and said, "I planned to tell you later."

"Sorry, I didn't eavesdrop on purpose," Xia Yan explained, "I only heard a little bit."

"What's wrong with that?" Lu Zhouyu restrained his smile, frowned slightly and said, "You don't have to always apologize to me."

After Xia Yan nodded, he said again: "Tomorrow morning, go to the planning meeting and sign the contract by the way. If you want to go, you can go together."

Xia Yan stared at Lu Zhouyu, suddenly he didn't intend to ask him why he was willing to try, and likewise, he didn't want to ask him how long he wanted to try.Because there will always be a result of "trying", whether it is suitable or not, whether it is qualified or eliminated, this has its own criteria for judging.

And all he had to do was to grasp the front of his eyes and answer the first question correctly.

Raising his hand, he put the piece of candy into his mouth, the sweetness of the orange burst out in his mouth, Xia Yan kissed Lu Zhouyu with his lips, but his lips were bitten, sucked and torn.

Teeth colliding, tongue tip touching, wet lips intertwining - making a sticky sound.

They hugged each other and shared the sun tonight.