Attempted first love

In fact, this goldfish did not come easily.

At the end of last year, after completing the video creative project, the red Bristol goldfish in the video was taken in by a local art gallery in London.

While at the pier, Lu Zhouyu promised to give Xia Yan a fish. Later, he contacted the art museum, but was told regretfully that the goldfish was adopted by an old man not long ago. Will take the fish away.

"Why are you interested in raising fish?" the friend who helped Lu Zhouyu contact the art museum asked, seeing that he didn't answer, he said, "I'll airlift some more for you."

Bristol goldfish are produced in the UK, but solid-colored ones are not common. Xia Yan did not name the species and appearance. He said "it's okay", which seems to be his mantra, as well as "thank you", "no need" and " Sorry" few words.

Every time he said it, his expression and tone were sincere, and it seemed that "anything is fine", but Lu Zhouyu still decided to go to the art museum to fight for the right to adopt the goldfish as much as possible.

He asked Shen Ru for a few days off, boarded the plane to London, hesitated again and again, and did not tell Xia Yan. On the one hand, he was worried that he would not be able to get back the goldfish, which made him hopeful and disappointed. On the other hand, he could almost imagine Until Xia Yan would say "No, really no, it's too much trouble for you".

He didn't want to hear it, and he didn't find it troublesome.

It was getting dark when we arrived, and the side of the museum was facing the Thames River. Lu Zhouyu walked up the river bank and met many dating couples, including young people in their teens and gray-haired old people.The leaves on both sides of the road have turned yellow, and the wind blows and falls.Seagulls hovered over the gray sea, leaving behind black silhouettes.

Lu Zhouyu was sitting on a bench covered with dead leaves under a tree, with his handbag aside. He didn't bring anything with him on this trip, as if he was just going out to run some errands. Except for the computer and documents, the only thing that was slightly redundant was the There are still four left in the half box of red flag canals in the outer pocket of the bag, and he is not willing to smoke them.

The staff of the art museum still remembered him. After hearing the intention of coming, they said that the old gentleman who adopted him did not leave his contact information, but only said that he would come to pick it up within this week.

Can only stay and wait.

London is seven hours behind Haicheng. Lu Zhouyu usually says good morning to Xia Yan at two o'clock in the morning, and then goes to bed. At seven o'clock in the morning, he listens to his bizarre dreams during his nap, and says good night in the evening.

On Thursday, I finally saw the adopted old gentleman, about 70 years old, wearing a black coat, hale and hearty, took off his top hat in a gentlemanly manner and said: "I heard that you have been waiting for me for a long time, sorry, I am not used to it. With electronic equipment."

Lu Zhouyu explained to him why he came here with a little shame, and said that he had several equally precious goldfish and hoped to exchange them.

"Don't say that, this belongs to you." The old man smiled, his curly white hair swaying in the wind, "I have seen your work and I like it very much."

The exchange process was easier than expected, and Lu Zhouyu was even invited to his garden as a guest to watch the sunken fish pond made of pebbles.

The garden is very large, covered with lawns, white carved tables and chairs, birch easels, barbecue pits and small fountains are placed according to the owner's preference.

In the center of the yard is a beautiful staghorn sumac tree with red leaves and red fruits. Its branches twist upwards. In the gray air, it seems to be burning. Lu Zhouyu squinted his eyes and thought of his backyard for no reason. There seems to be a lack of such vitality.

The trouble is getting the goldfish back home.

Needing to apply for quarantine certificates, issue vaccination certificates, and so on, when he arrived at the door of Xia Yan's house with the goldfish, he was exhausted.

Carefully picking up the fish tank, Xia Yan turned to the right and gestured: "The key is in the pocket."

Lu Zhouyu reached into the pocket of his windbreaker and found a cold chain, which was heavy, not like a key.Xia Yan was still looking down at the fish, noticing his movements, "Isn't there? What about this side?" After speaking, he turned to the left.

This time, I came across a large bunch, including house keys, car keys, access cards, and a brand new brass key, the tooth marks were still rough after metal cutting.

It is the key of the family courtyard, and Lu Zhouyu gave him one before he left.

The door opened, and the room was a little dark. Xia Yan bowed slightly, and flicked the switch with his chin, "Come in and sit down."

When the lights were on, Lu Zhouyu first saw the cake box on the table in the living room, which had been unpacked. White and blue ribbons hung from the table to the floor.

That's not the point.

There were two plates and two forks on the table, and the cake on one of the plates was barely touched, but the cream was obviously scratched.

He looked back and heard Xia Yan was looking up information, "You can't directly zoom into the tank, you won't get used to it."

"Ah."

Pour out half of the water in the small fish tank, then slowly add the water in the big tank to let the goldfish adapt to the temperature, and repeat this process.

When pouring water, Xia Yan's movements and expressions were very serious, but inexplicably, Lu Zhouyu felt that he seemed to be out of interest—not unhappy, but had something to say.

Until the fish was transferred, it shook its thin and transparent tail and sank into the coral bush. Xia Yan bent down, touched the glass wall with his fingertips, and said softly, "I didn't even know you went back to England."

"I have something to deal with at the moment." Lu Zhouyu felt that there was no need to confess all kinds of twists and turns to him. It was like asking for credit or exchanging hard work for gratitude. He didn't want to hear thank you, so he said, "Bring it here by the way."

"Oh, so, is everything going well?"

"Successful. Do you like it?"

"like."

"That's good."

"It's beautiful, thank you..."

Again.

Xia Yan blocked half of what he said with his thumb, bit his teeth to the fingertips, and something soft swept away, both of them were stunned.

"..." Xia Yan blinked, hesitated for a moment, but still insisted: "I want to say—"

Lu Zhouyu also bent down, pressed one hand on the glass fish tank, and put the other hand around the back of his head, clasped the back of his head and pressed forward, using his lips instead of his thumb.

"Don't tell me."

He seldom restrained himself like this, perhaps because he was too tired, his body could only follow his instinct, perhaps it was the two plates next to each other, swaying in front of his eyes through the fluctuating water in the fish tank.

This kiss is no longer a gradual rubbing, probing, and deepening, but a straightforward gnawing, with the tip of the tongue touching and entangled, and the sound of water spreading.

A long time passed, and in the slightly separated gap, Xia Yan panted, his cheeks were as thin as red goldfish tail wings, "Wait a minute, take a rest."

The forehead touched the forehead, and the movement stopped, but no one got up. A few seconds later, Xia Yan approached like a small animal, tentatively licked Lu Zhouyu's lower lip, softly and slowly, as if confirming something, Breathing slowed down.

His lips were hot, his skin was hot, and his breath was hot, but the tip of his nose was slightly cold, and it was itchy when he rubbed against his face.

After the two kissed, it seemed that the distance that hadn't been seen for a week suddenly drew in. When they turned their heads, the two fish were approaching them through a layer of glass.

"Hey, I was peeped." Xia Yan said.

Lu Zhouyu smiled, tapped the glass with his knuckles, drove the fish away, and pulled him up again.

The tofu nao brought by Xia Yan had already cooled down, so he put it in the microwave again, and finally brought out two bowls of broken liquid. The originally refreshing marinade turned into an indescribable color, and the fried dough sticks were also soft.Even so, the two ate head to head.

Although Lu Zhouyu still felt that there was something wrong with Xia Yan, but he said "I like it", said "I am full", and said "The fever has subsided", then there should really be no other problems, Xia Yan never lied.

Therefore, Lu Zhouyu tried his best to ignore the strange feeling. When clearing the cake box on the coffee table, he stacked the two plates together and put them in the trash can. While wiping the cream on the table, he asked, "Who did you eat the cake with?" It didn't seem very good, he added: "Is it delicious?"

"Shen Qi," Xia Yan was feeding the fish, "it's okay, but it's very sweet, you probably don't like it."

There was a piece of cream that was very stubborn and dried up on the table, and Lu Zhouyu wiped it off with great effort.

After a nap, the two discuss going out on a date, and they can go to the park, go to the cinema, or take a walk around the museum.

But before going out, Lu Zhouyu saw Xia Yan's pale face, and suddenly leaned over to touch him with his forehead, it was hot.He tried again with his hands uncertainly, and then realized the seriousness: "Go to the hospital."

"No, it's nothing." Xia Yan said vaguely, "It's easy to lose energy just after waking up."

He was leaning against the wall of the entrance hall, his nasal passages were probably blocked, he could only breathe with his mouth slightly open, his lips were abnormally dark red, and he still suggested without giving up: "The museum has an exhibition of golden mummies from ancient Egypt, let's go see that .”

"No." Lu Zhouyu pressed his shoulders, pushed him against the wall, took the windbreaker from the hanger without any explanation, wrapped him up, and dragged him into the elevator.

"There is still a queue at the hospital, just go to the clinic." Xia Yan struggled weakly, and compromised: "The one where you delivered water last time."

Fortunately, the temperature is within a controllable range. "It's normal to have a cold and fever during the season change." The doctor looked at the throat, lowered his head and wrote on the prescription, "Get some water."

Xia Yan was drowsy after getting the needle, but he still managed to pull himself together, and took out his phone with one hand—the phone was not lost, but he just forgot to take it when he went out, and it happened to be out of battery and turned off.

After a long while, he called up a page and handed it over, "This exhibition, "Echo", take a look. I had dinner with this teacher a few days ago, and he said—"Because he was out of breath, the sentence paused, "We are recruiting candidates , if, if you want to participate..."

After browsing the page, Lu Zhouyu basically understood what he meant, and handed the phone back, "I won't participate."

It seemed that he didn't understand, Xia Yan wanted to add something, raised his needle hand, and the blood returned instantly in the hose, Lu Zhouyu took his hand, pressed it back on the armrest and put it away, frowning, repeated: "I won't participate, so don't worry about it, it has nothing to do with you. Take the water well and don't move around!"

"Oh," Xia Yan put away his phone, "I'm sorry." Like a child being scolded by a teacher in class, he turned his head and remained motionless.

Don't take care of your body, what are you sorry for?Lu Zhouyu looked at his profile, not long after, Xia Yan closed his eyes and took a long breath, probably falling asleep.

His angry posture was very strong, his head almost turned more than ninety degrees, Lu Zhouyu raised his chin, gently put his head flat, and rubbed his knuckles against his cheeks, it was very soft.

He remembered the last time he came to carry water by himself, woke up halfway, opened his eyes, Xia Yan curled up on the chair next to him and fell asleep, his eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, his lips were slightly parted, and his face was also slightly red.

He couldn't resist touching it at that time, but withdrew his hand before Xia Yan opened his eyes.

After pouring water, I finally went to see the mummy exhibition in the museum.

Xia Yan's hand that had been infused with water was always cold. Lu Zhouyu touched the back of his hand twice, and the third time he grabbed it and held it in his hand.Maybe it's because the subject matter is small, there are not many people in the museum, and the exhibits are precious, they cannot be illuminated by strong light, and the exhibition hall is dim, so no one will probably notice their holding hands.

Just dragged on like this until after finishing the exhibition, walked out of the museum, and went to Xia Yan's house.

After walking for a long time, when he was about to get home, Xia Yan grabbed his arm, his footsteps were heavy, "Stop, I can't walk anymore."

"I'll carry you." Lu Zhouyu squatted down, seeing him not moving, turned his face to the side and urged, "Come up."

Xia Yan's windbreaker was opened halfway because of the heat, and there was a thin layer of sweater inside. He stuck it on tightly, and the body temperature passed through the fabric to Lu Zhouyu's back, as if everything could be ironed.

All the way flat.

Before boarding the plane on Monday, Lu Zhouyu received a call from his father, Lu Wenyuan.Lu Wenyuan knew from nowhere that he was going to England, and his tone was very urgent, "Why don't you say anything, so I can go see you off."

"I'll be back soon."

Lu Wenyuan didn't believe it, so he exhorted on the phone, caring normally, but this time he mentioned that if you meet the right person, you can try to establish an intimate relationship, "Don't give up eating because of me and your mother."

Lu Zhouyu never liked to hear people mention Zhou Man, and she didn't feel that she was escaping because of choking.Although it was not necessary, he told Lu Wenyuan out of unknown psychology, "I'm in love."

There was a half-minute blank on the phone. Before he was about to hang up, Lu Wenyuan seemed relieved and asked, "Did you meet in England?"

"No, in Haicheng." Lu Zhouyu said, "So I'll be back on the weekend."

"Oh, oh, that's very good, very good." Lu Wenyuan was almost incoherent, "Were you together just now? How did the talk go?"

"It went well." Lu Zhouyu said.

Smooth, stable, open, he thought so, just like the road under his feet.

After ordering takeaway at home, they found a documentary, "Immortal Egypt", and discussed today's exhibition while watching it.

There are four episodes in total, each episode is 10 and [-] minutes long, halfway through the third episode, Xia Yan's eyes were sleepy, "Go to sleep, let's."

His low-grade fever subsided, but the cold and stuffy nose came on fiercely. Lu Zhouyu stretched out his two limp arms, and was grabbed by Lu Zhouyu, put them on his shoulders, and dragged towards the bedroom.

Those two arms moved around like water snakes, fanning the flames, and when they both fell on the bed, Lu Zhouyu grabbed them with one hand, turned over and pressed Xia Yan under him.

"Want to do it?"

"think."

When I entered the room, I forgot to turn on the light. Fortunately, the curtains were wide open, and the moonlight streamed in.

Sometimes it doesn't need to be so clear.

For example, the blank space of the picture, the omission of words, the blurring and imagination are approaching infinity.Lu Zhouyu leaned on top of him, looked down at the hazy outline, traced it with her fingers, lingered, and then bowed her head to kiss.

When he went to the bathroom to find some auxiliary tools, he found that Xia Yan had already tilted his head to one side and fell asleep.

Not to mention a failure, Lu Zhouyu was stunned for a few seconds, thinking it was funny, and her heart softened in a mess - when she got the injection today, she heard the doctor ask her, and only then did she know that Xia Yan had been ill for almost a whole week.

After calming down for a while, he walked over lightly, took off Xia Yan's coat and pants, put him in the correct position, and covered him with a quilt.

A ray of silver light leaked from the pocket of the windbreaker, falling on the bed sheet, it was a necklace.

It would be nice if it wasn't so clear.

But the moonlight was too bright, and it happened to fall on the metal plate in the middle of the necklace. Lu Zhouyu could clearly see the letters and a hollow heart.

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