Attempted first love

Rainwater kept sweeping on the glass, rustling, and the world was in chaos.

Xia Yan went to the kitchen and brought out a fruit basket, and picked up the hawthorns on the ground in handfuls.Holding the lamp, he walked around the small living room, picked up the hawthorn left in the corner, and took a whole basin to wash it.

This season is when the hawthorns are ripe, and each one is very plump, showing a deep red color.He scrubbed them one by one in a daze, and then bit one in his mouth.

The expected sour taste exploded on the taste buds, Xia Yan was so sour, he couldn't spit it out, and chewed slowly.

After eating seven or eight hawthorns, the whole basket of hawthorns was finally washed, and the circuit returned to normal.

He grabbed a handful of hawthorn and took it in his hand, and put the rest in the refrigerator, then walked back to the living room, opened the window a crack, let the wind and rain pour in, filled the silence in the room, and what he didn't want to recall, appeared Fractured memory.

He escaped and thought about a lot of things. Fortunately, he bypassed the kiss scene under the hawthorn tree ten years ago, and finally landed on the "friend" that Lu Zhouyu said in the afternoon.

In all fairness, they did get along amicably for a while, a whole month to be exact.

It was the summer vacation of Xia Yan's second year of high school, the hottest August.

At the beginning of the month, after he applied to the school to change from a science student to an art student, he carried the newly bought painting tools on his back and traveled for a long time before arriving at the mountainside in the outer suburbs of the central city.It was the first time I met Lu Zhouyu at the gate of the art training studio, which claimed to have the highest admission rate in the country.

Due to the long journey and symptoms of motion sickness, he was exhausted when he arrived at the studio. In order to prevent unseemly vomiting in the studio, he stopped at the door, supported his knees with his hands, and bent down to breathe.

The faint cold air from the room felt better, but the vision was still blurred.

After his breathing calmed down a bit, he was about to get up when a shadow pressed down from behind, covering him inch by inch.

After standing still, Shadow said, "Get out of the way."

In the weather of [-] to [-] degrees, the gas between breaths is hot flashes, but this voice is surprisingly flat, the words are clearly pronounced, and there is no stickiness.

Even so, the oppressive feeling and the heat from the body still cannot be ignored, and the nausea that had just subsided suddenly surged up again, and even went straight to the brain along the throat.

Xia Yan's eyes were full of gold stars, his body swayed to the right, and fell on the rusty iron door frame, there was a sudden clang.

His whole body was angry from the collision, but in the end he was blocking the way, so he stabilized his body and moved the nailed feet away in a friendly manner, meaning to let the other party pass first.

After a pause for a few seconds, the two long and straight legs in sight moved, striding into the studio.

Xia Yan stared at his steps, neither fast nor slow, the ankle under the black straight-leg trousers was very clean and neat, underneath were a pair of limited-edition sneakers, the uppers contrasted sharply with the mottled ground, and were shiny white.

I should have known that I just vomited on your shoe!Xia Yan thought hard, and slowly stood up straight with his palms on the door frame.

Immediately afterwards, the owner of the pair of shoes turned back and stopped a step away.

Thinking that he was going out again, Xia Yan raised his head impatiently, the blood supply to the brain was insufficient, and his eyes went blank.

The man quickly clasped his wrist with great strength to prevent him from falling backwards, with a kind smile in his tone.

"It's uncomfortable to say."

Xia Yan blinked, and when he opened it again, there was only a very close face in his sight.

Because he was facing the outdoor light, his pupils were reflected in a very light amber color, which inexplicably made him dazed for a while, thinking of the ripples on the river that passed by on the way up the mountain.

He was stunned for a few seconds before he overlapped the enthusiastic classmate in front of him with the back of the one who just walked past him mercilessly.

Twist the wrist twice in the palm of the other party, and get out, "Thanks, I'm fine."

"Is it really okay? There is no hospital on the mountain, so it will be more troublesome if you suffer from heat stroke."

"It's okay," Xia Yan repeated, "it's just a little hot."

"Well."

The other party didn't insist anymore, and stared at him for a few more seconds. After confirming that he was fine, he turned and walked into the studio.

Xia Yan's first impression of Lu Zhouyu was really not good. He felt that he was obviously not a friendly person, so he pretended to be friendly to himself.

So when I saw Lu Zhouyu again in the dormitory, I also fought back with an unfriendly attitude.

Because of the unauthorized change of major, Xia Yan was talked to by the school teacher in turn before going to the studio, and missed the studio's start time for two days.

Therefore, he lost the qualification to choose a dormitory, and could only be assigned to room 206, the only room with vacant beds.

I found the dormitory according to the instructions. The door was unlocked, half-closed, and I pushed it in. It was old as expected, and it was surprisingly consistent with the style of the whole studio building, much like what I often see in movies and TV dramas.

The room was empty and large, with only a lacquered iron bunk bed, a painted mahogany wardrobe, and a matching table.The green dado has been mottled, showing that it is not young, but it is very tidy, and even has a separate bathroom.

As the evening approached, the sun was very low, and a little spot of light came in through the trees outside the window.

Xia Yan walked in, feeling like he was walking into an old photo.

The upper and lower beds are covered with blue checked bedding of the same style. Although the quilt is neatly folded on the lower bed, some traces of life can still be seen.

Xia Yan thought for a while, then threw the towels and quilts he brought to the upper bunk, and then went to the bathroom to wash his face.

When he came out, he just heard the sound of the door lock turning. It must be his roommate. He rubbed the water on his clothes and reached out to twist the doorknob.

"Sorry, just locked it smoothly."

As soon as he finished speaking, he happened to meet Lu Zhouyu face to face.

His hand holding the doorknob froze, the door was only half opened, and the two faced each other in silence for a few seconds.

Lu Zhouyu held the outside doorknob and turned it left and right, Xia Yan's hand was turned along with it.

After two laps, he came back to his senses and suddenly twisted in the opposite direction.The doorknob stuck in the middle and made an overwhelmed sound.

The two were inexplicably fighting each other, but neither of them let go.

After a moment of stalemate, Lu Zhouyu laughed first, "Why, you have to block the dormitory door after blocking the studio door?"

Xia Yan was taken aback, "Do you live here?"

"Yes," Lu Zhouyu raised his chin and pointed it inward, "My bag is still there, do you want to check your ID card?"

Xia Yan said dryly: "No need." Then he turned sideways to make room.

After Lu Zhouyu came in, he looked up and down the bed. Xia Yan thought he had put something on the wrong bed, so he hurried over and asked, "Are you on it?"

"I've slept in both beds for a few days." Lu Zhouyu looked at him and said, "I didn't say at first that someone would come to live in me. If you don't mind, I'll go get a new set of sheets."

Xia Yan immediately said no, he didn't mind.

He doesn't know how to make bed sheets, so he can't tell the truth to Lu Zhouyu.

"That's good." Lu Zhouyu didn't say anything more, and smiled, "If you want to sleep on it, you can sleep on it."

In fact, Xia Yan didn't like to sleep on the top bunk. He slept poorly and had a painful experience of rolling off the top bunk. But at that time, due to the very strong self-esteem of adolescent boys, he said: "Yes."

Like all adolescents, Xia Yan has the ability to call everyone a brother and brother. He quickly forgot the little unpleasantness when he first met Lu Zhouyu.

Lu Zhouyu used to get up early to go to the studio, and he was a regular visitor among the group of people who squeezed in at the end of the bell.The work and rest of the two are out of sync, they rarely meet and do not interfere with each other. They can be called model roommates.

Another text message interrupted Xia Yan's memories. The property sent a message that the power was restored after a delay, but it said that Haicheng will continue to rain next, and the power of the whole city will be disrupted. Owners are requested to prepare for power outages at all times Take precautions.

At the same time as this news was received, a howling, very low-temperature wind blew outside the window, sweeping in like waves.

Xia Yan closed the window.

The rain in Haicheng is very abundant all year round, and it falls as soon as it is said.

This city is like a huge ecological fish tank, which is injected with a steady stream of running water and oxygen every day, so it appears full of vitality.

I don't know if the fish will feel bored living in the water every day, anyway, Xia Yan especially doesn't like the rainy days in Haicheng.

He locked the screen, took out the three emergency lights in the cabinet, and lined up on the dining table to charge.The lights are blinking.

Oh, he remembered slowly, the fish's memory is only seven seconds, so even if they get bored, they will forget it immediately.

But people's memory is so long, like a tree, it has been connected with the ground under its feet from the moment it was born.

As the years get older, the root system twists and turns, getting deeper and deeper.

Some unimportant, tiny fibrous roots are hidden in the crevices of the soil, waiting to be discovered again.

Reminiscing is a very energy-consuming thing, Xia Yan doesn't want to reminisce in detail, he makes a rough summary of reminiscence.

In that hot and long August, his impression of Lu Zhouyu changed from being difficult to get along with to being suitable for being friends, and it took less than a week.

If it wasn't for the inexplicable kiss on the last night of August, and Lu Zhouyu's leaving without saying goodbye the next day.

They can really count as friends.