Attempted first love

Halfway through the smoke burning, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped abruptly.

Xia Yan was leaning back against the edge of the table, the hand holding the cigarette was propped on the table, the ash fell into a handful, and when he heard the sound, he lifted the cigarette to his mouth, bit it, and wiped off the ash with a piece of paper.

A few minutes later, Lu Zhouyu came out wrapped in a bathrobe. The bathrobe prepared by the hotel was a regular one, which looked cramped on him, with a small half of his arms and legs exposed.

After approaching, he touched Xia Yan's hand holding the cigarette, his fingertips were like ice, and the surrounding air was cold, "Smoking so much, I've improved."

Xia Yan gave him the cigarette and said, "This one doesn't seem to be that bitter."

"Really." Lu Zhouyu sucked on the place he had bitten just now, and then spit it out slowly, without commenting.

The standing position was facing the air outlet, and it didn't take long for the body to warm up slowly.

So much happened that day.

It seems that it has been a long time since I waited with great anticipation to meet at ten o'clock.

The sweet-scented osmanthus downstairs is blooming again.

I ate a sour and sweet candy.

Buying medicine, seasickness, typhoon, stranded on the island.Xia Yan was exhausted to the limit.

It was still raining, and it seemed that there was nothing else to do. He wanted to lie down, watch a movie, or sleep again. He glanced at the bed from the corner of his eye. The pillow was tilted, half of the quilt fell on the floor, and the sheets were even more wrinkled. Slices of pickled vegetables, I don't know if it's an illusion, but there is an indescribable smell in the room, faint, but inexplicably ambiguous, making people want to escape.

This feeling is very similar to the first awakening of desire in adolescence, the first self-esteem, curiosity, temptation, stimulation, and indulgence, and finally the brain is blank, and when I recover, it is empty again—is it really finished?

"What are you thinking about?" Lu Zhouyu took only two or three puffs, then extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray, looking directly at Xia Yan.

"I didn't think about anything..." Xia Yan avoided his gaze.

Even if they don't see each other often, they have known each other for ten years. Many times, he often feels that the three words "Lu Zhouyu" have become a symbol. Occasionally, when he thinks of it, a small or long or short fragment is involved. When they first met, they were tense, and after getting along, they were shoulder to shoulder, awkward, alienated, and secretive.

But it is not as straightforward and strong as it is today.

When the smoke dissipated, Lu Zhouyu's face was clearly revealed, his eyelashes were also wet with water, and looked very dark, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were calm, only his voice was traced, a little hoarse: "Regret? "

He only heard the voice, but didn't understand the content, Xia Yan stared at his open and closed lips, "What?"

"It's nothing." Lu Zhouyu raised his hand and squeezed his pierced earlobe, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"One thing, what about you?" Xia Yan said.After finishing speaking, I remembered that I had a rare breakfast today, and I had a very late lunch and was very full. It's only less than six o'clock, and I'm actually hungry again.

"Look at what to eat." Lu Zhouyu handed him a card, which was the meal card given by Sister Zhang when she came to explain the precautions. You can call to order meals.

I ordered the signature porridge and side dishes casually, but the store said that there are not enough staff, so I have to wait for half an hour.Xia Yan went to the entrance to turn on the exhaust fan, and went to tidy the sheets.Lu Zhouyu calmly picked up a pair of wrinkled sweatpants and washed them in the sink, while his suit pants were thrown directly into the trash can.

Xia Yan leaned on the door frame of the bathroom, watching his kneading movements, his trousers were all gray and scrambled into a ball, he couldn't tell yours from mine, the sound of water was intermittent, and the foam was gradually filtered out.

"You can do laundry." After watching for a while, Xia Yan said suddenly.

Lu Zhouyu turned his head to look at him, didn't speak, but his eyes clearly said, do you think I can't do laundry?

"You said it," Xia Yan rubbed the bridge of his nose, and argued, "You can't even cook instant noodles."

The sound of water stopped, Lu Zhouyu smiled, and twisted off the water from his pants, "It's fine if you can't cook it."

"That's right." Xia Yan walked in, picked up another pair of trousers to help twist, and said vaguely: "After that, you do the laundry, and I'll cook instant noodles."

The washbasin in the bathroom was small, and the two of them were crowded together, and it was inevitable that their arms would bump into each other when they twisted the water vigorously. Xia Yan felt Lu Zhouyu's movements pause.

"Is your request so low?" He asked, and he didn't seem to want to answer, and went straight out to dry the clothes.

The rain has not subsided at all, and the pants can only be hung in the porch, Xia Yan asked: "What if I can't do it tomorrow?"

"Go buy a new one." Lu Zhouyu said.

Seems like this is the only way to go, Xia Yan shook the trousers in his hand and hung them on the hanger, "I hope I can do it, otherwise it's too strange to buy so many pairs of trousers for a day's stay."

"It's not for you to buy it," Lu Zhouyu turned up the wind at the entrance, and replied with a smile, "What's strange."

As soon as the words fell, dinner was delivered.

Originally, there was only one bedside lamp on in the room, and the light was stingy, like an ambiguous midnight for no reason. When the overhead light was turned on, there was little left of the charming atmosphere.

The table was full of their scattered items, and they were too lazy to clean it up. The two sat by the bed and had dinner around the bedside table.

The meal was extremely quiet, with only the slight sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding, mixed with the sound of rain outside the window.The bedside table was only half a meter wide. When Xia Yan lowered his head to drink porridge, he always had the illusion that his head would bump into his head, so he kept his neck tucked in and drank very quickly.

All of a sudden, Lu Zhouyu's hand pressed on the top of his head, it couldn't be said to press, it just covered it lightly, like a fluffy white cloud descending on a sunny day.

Xia Yan's movements stopped, "What's wrong?"

"Drink slowly."

"……Oh."

After eating, it was still early before the rest time, and the originally whitish sky completely darkened, and the lighthouse in the distance could be seen from the window, flickering.

"I don't know what it is over there," Xia Yan recalled the information he searched before he arrived, "It seems to be an archipelago. Besides here, there are two other small ones."

"Go and see next time, you can go there by boat." Lu Zhouyu found the TV remote control from the bedside table, lowered his head to fiddle with it, and after the TV turned on, he asked, "Want to watch a movie?"

Xia Yan naturally had no objection. He closed the curtains and turned off the headlights, and the room fell into darkness again.

"What are you watching?" Lu Zhouyu asked while looking for the film and television programs on the page.

"Log in on the upper right corner," Xia Yan said, "I have a membership, and there are no good movies for free."

Lu Zhouyu handed him the remote control.

When Xia Yan entered his cell phone number, the "7" button on the remote control had poor contact, and he had to press it several times before finishing typing. He also asked, "What are you looking at?"

"You choose."

"Are you sure? You probably don't like to watch the one I chose."

Lu Zhouyu withdrew his gaze from the screen, turned his head to Xia Yan, raised his chin and asked, "How do you know I don't like watching it?"

The two were sitting on their own beds, separated by a small bedside table. The distance was widened, and the lights were not very bright. Xia Yan felt that this scene seemed to have returned to a long time ago. Watching movies often leads to disputes.

So I said honestly: "You should like the kind of movies with a lot of long shots, which are slow and incomprehensible."

"Well, what else?" Lu Zhouyu laughed.

"A literary film in a small language." Xia Yan added, "It's best to take one shot to the end, with sound and picture in place?"

Seeing Lu Zhouyu laughing completely, Xia Yan threw the remote control at him helplessly, "Isn't what I said, what's so funny?"

"You have misunderstood me a lot," Lu Zhouyu held the remote control firmly with open palms, "You don't know how to do laundry, and you only watch literary films."

"It's not..." Xia Yan was stunned, not knowing how to answer.

He had to admit that for a long time, he really thought so.It doesn't matter if it's a stereotype or a misunderstanding, but they have only been together for such a short time, and he has tried his best to speculate on Lu Zhouyu's preferences and living habits based on his memories.

"You never told me." He replied sullenly.

Lu Zhouyu pressed the remote control to control the cursor, and stopped on a comedy that had just been released, "Watch this?"

"Oh."

"it's OK?"

"Ah."

After clicking on it, before the dragon mark appeared, Lu Zhouyu pressed the pause button first, turned around and called, "Xia Yan."

"what."

"My dad teaches film studies at Hai University." Xia Yan didn't look at him, so he didn't know the expression on his face. He could only hear a low voice, and said plainly: "I didn't see him when I was young, and I didn't see him until later." Live together."

"My mother hopes that my relationship with him can be closer, but there is no need for it..." At this point, he paused, probably changed his posture, and the bed board made a slight sound, and then continued: "I will take him Download and watch the film list in class, and chat with him in front of my mother. I couldn’t watch it at first, but I got used to it later.”

Xia Yan only knew that his mother had passed away for many years, and it was the first time he heard him talk about his father, "No wonder, then do you still talk to him now?"

"Let's not chat anymore," Lu Zhouyu said, and after a while he said, "I don't just watch those movies."

After explaining and explaining about his movie preferences, he didn't say any more. In fact, Xia Yan wanted to hear him say that he was far better than unnutritious comedies, but he didn't ask too much.

"I see."

The movie started to play, it was a fast-paced comedy, and there were many of the most popular stalks nowadays. From about ten minutes on, Xia Yan lost track of the plot because of distraction.

"Lu Zhouyu." He called.

"Ok?"

"Can I go to your bed and see?"

Lu Zhouyu paused the movie again, didn't ask any more questions, moved to the side of the wall, and said, "Come here."

Xia Yan got up and stood on the bed, stepped over, and sat down next to him, shoulders against shoulders.

The film continues.

The loud music overwhelmed their breathing, and overwhelmed the sound of the rain outside the window. Gradually, the pictures on the screen turned into a blurry mass. Xia Yan's eyelids sank, and his head fell on the other shoulder. Funny, I might be falling asleep."

"Go to sleep." Lu Zhouyu squeezed Xia Yan's hand and said softly, "Go back to bed and sleep."

"Can't I sleep here?" Xia Yan asked with his eyes closed.

"It's not too crowded."

"Just a moment, I'll go back after you finish watching."

Lu Zhouyu let out an "um" and maintained the same action until the end of the movie.