Crush in marriage

Time flies by, and it is half a month in a blink of an eye.

In the last class in the afternoon, the mathematics teacher will conduct an in-class quiz, requiring everyone to use the time in class to finish a set of papers, and he will take up a night self-study to finish this set of test papers.

The papers were handed out at noon, and Shi Xun remembered that they were put in the math book. He reached out his hand from the pile of books on the left side of the desk, and accidentally touched an envelope.

It looked like a love letter.

When he first entered high school, Shi Xun could receive love letters every so often, but later he became "famous" in the school, and love letters became a rare thing among him.

Although it was rare, Shi Xun was not interested. Just as he was about to continue looking for papers, the handwriting on the lower right corner of the envelope caught his attention.

This familiar handwriting was not written by someone else, it was from Bai Shengu.

Shi Xun's heart skipped a beat inevitably, and countless images flashed through his mind.

There are overlapping shadows under the street lamp when colleagues go home, there are reflections in the window when reading at night with the lights on, and there are cuddling when sitting on the playground and admiring the moon.

In an instant, infinite possibilities are born.

The envelope that was endowed with expectations seemed to be warm, so hot that he dared not reach out and touch it easily.

Surrounding him, the sound of flipping papers was crisp, giving him a new layer of tension.

Shi Xun pondered for a long time, finally picked up the envelope, opened the letter paper, and spread out the smooth creases inside.

The paper is as white as snow, only a line of handwriting is written in the middle, but the credible content pierces the heart.

"I'm leaving Beichi, I cherish it, don't read it."

Shi Xun looked at the handwriting on the paper in disbelief, and fell off a cliff emotionally.

The college entrance examination is coming up in a few months, and Bo Chen is leaving at this time, what happened?

He stood up from his seat in panic, immediately attracting the attention of the surrounding students.

The math teacher frowned and reprimanded: "What are you doing, you didn't wake up? Did you know after class?"

Xun Xun lost his mind when he woke up from the scolding, and said, "Teacher, I have something important to ask for leave."

The teacher asked him displeasedly: "If you finish the paper, you can ask for leave. Isn't the quiz in class not important?"

Shi Xun eagerly took half a step forward, and accidentally bumped into the corner of the desk, and the desk shifted to the side, making a harsh sound.

He pressed the pain and said very fast: "Teacher, can I ask for leave after finishing the paper?"

"Okay, you finish writing first and then talk."

Before he finished speaking, Shi Xun grabbed the paper in his hand and walked towards the podium.

"Thank you, teacher!"

He put the test papers that he had finished during the recess time on the desk, and rushed out of the classroom without waiting for the teacher to respond.

The light gradually dimmed, and the evening couldn't wait to meet the night, so Shi Xun rushed to Bai Shen's old home without hesitation.

He didn't know when the letter was placed on his desk, and he didn't know whether Bo Chengu had left, but this was the only way he could find Bai Chengu, and he had to try.

He needs to go faster, and faster.

The chaotic breathing was intertwined with the gust of wind, and was muddyly left behind.

When he was only a dozen meters away from Bo Shen's former home, Shi Xun saw a vehicle waiting downstairs.

He recognized that it was the car of Bai Shen's old family.

He tried his best to run away, and just happened to meet Bo Shengu who had just come downstairs.

The dark sky shrouded Bai Shengu's body, pressing on his heavy suitcase, printing a gloomy black shadow in the texture of the suitcase.

Shi Xun was out of breath, and he had no time to recover before he was forced to ask, "Why...why did you leave?"

Bo Chengu lowered his eyes: "I'm going to transfer schools."

The slack breath couldn't show Shi Xun's anxiety. He said intermittently: "The college entrance examination is coming up in a few months. Transferring to another school will fluctuate too much for you. Is there anything we can't talk about until you finish the exam?"

Bo Chen didn't look at him, and the smile on his face that was so gentle that it could melt ice and snow disappeared without a trace.

The cold wind blew across the cheeks of the two, ruthlessly plundering the remaining time.

Shi Xun didn't wait for an explanation, not even a "goodbye".

Bo Chen just said: "I should go."

The temperature around them slowly pulled away, as if they were stripping away the memories between them.

Shi Xun felt a huge sense of lack inexplicably, and he had a strong premonition that if Bo Shengu left this time, they might never see him again.

He stretched out his hand to grab the handle of Bo Shengu's suitcase, preventing him from leaving.

Shi Xun knew that if he didn't say some things, he might not have a chance to say them again in this life.

"If there is no reason to leave, can you not leave..." He gritted his teeth and revealed the secret buried in his heart, "I, I like you, and I want to see you every day."

Time freezes the passing wind, and the exhaled white air diffuses, setting up a barrier between the two.

Bo Chen moved his masseter muscles, and the palms pressing on the suitcase couldn't help shaking.

"Shi Xun, is it interesting to play tricks on me?"

"I--"

Shi Xun's denial just started, and Bai Chengu said another sentence with a choked voice: "But I don't like you."

On the cold trolley of the suitcase, the hands of the two were half a fist apart, but they seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains.

Bo Chen therefore pulled the suitcase and left.

This time, Shi Xun lost the strength to stop him.

The street lamp above his head went out dumbly, creating a clear boundary between him and Bo Shengu.

The back gradually drifted away, and the sound of the rolling suitcase rolled over my heart, rolling out indelible scars.

The door was closed, and the huge roar of the engine could not drown out Bo Chen's painful pain.

Half a petal of eustoma was left on the pitch-black suitcase, and the lavender jagged edges cut cruel color blocks.

Bai Chengu knew very well in his heart that Shi Xun's "confession" just now was just to keep him.

The college entrance examination will be soon after he leaves, and he will go to Jinsong after the exam, and time will extend their distance infinitely.

Even if Shi Xun is willing to cater to his wishes and suppress himself to be with him, sooner or later he will completely break with him when his endurance collapses.

Instead of waiting until that day, it is better to end now, at least they can keep the good memories of the past, and become youths that cannot be copied by each other.

Bo Chengu resisted not to look back, and squeezed the flower seeds tightly in his palm.

The vehicle vibrated slightly, and the mother beside him asked him in a low voice: "You've been holding this bag of seeds all afternoon, what kind of plant is it?"

The street scene keeps receding in the peripheral vision of Bo Shen, he shook his head: "I don't know it, and the person who sent me doesn't remember what it is."

Mother touched the plastic bag in his hand: "Can I have a look?"

Bo Chen then let go.

Mother pulled out the packaging bag, flipped it upside down and picked the bottom, showing the words printed on it: "It turned out to be a purple eustoma. This flower is very easy to grow, but the language of the flower is a bit bleak."

Her voice paused, and she sent the flower seeds back to Bo Shengu's hands: "It represents eternal but hopeless love."

"Eternal but hopeless love..."

Hopeless love, what a flower language for the occasion.

Bo Chen repeated in a low voice, the scars on his heart were even more torn.

With a wry smile, he stretched out his hand to pick up the broken petals on the suitcase, but he didn't dare to look back after all.

Dear Ah Xun, goodbye.

no more... gone.

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The eustoma by the window swayed in the cold wind that penetrated into the gap, and a few purple petals fell down, lingering close to Shi's feet.

Shi Xun's lips trembled, and a teardrop slipped by silently.

He will always remember the back when Bai Shengu resolutely left, the dim light wrapped around the other's back, but the shadow left by Yu deeply penetrated into his heart.

Countless times, he frantically chased after Bai Chen's departing figure in his dreams, but as soon as he touched him, the phantom would burst like a bubble.

The dream told him over and over again in the most intense way that they had drifted apart, and that love was a delusion that he could never realize, and should eventually disappear into nothingness.

But now he realizes that the hand that he thought he would never be able to grasp was always reaching out to him.

The hesitation and sadness that had been waiting for several years were wrapped in crystal, and hit the ground heavily, followed by shattered tears that scattered and leaked into the gap of more than ten years of regret.

At the end of the bitterness missed, there is a honey that melts the pain.

He slowly raised the corners of his lips, and approached Bai Chengu's cheek inch by inch with his fingertips: "Actually, I didn't pretend to be passionate back then, did I?"

Bo Chengu stretched out his hand and caught the back of his hand.

The interactive body temperature toggles the brake ring of time, taking them back to the evening when they were separated.

The two hands that were only half a fist away approached and touched each other, comforting each other's trembling between the grips, a belated ray of light softly wrapped the hearts of the two, dazzlingly dispelling anxiety.

Bo Chengu tried his best to restrain himself, but his voice was still trembling: "I thought...you always knew my feelings for you."

In the unreserved trust and protection when they were young, in the madness when they were confused at the reunion, and in the bottomless respect and care after marriage.

"I do not know."

Shi Xun's tears streamed down, endlessly releasing the cautiousness that had been hidden for many years: "Even if I found traces of you paying attention to me these years, I only think that what you can't let go of is the sincere friendship back then. If you don't say , how dare I think?"

Bo Shengu's warm tears condensed in the sockets of his eyes, and quickly slid a clear tear stain on his face: "11 years, I kept this thought and suppressed it for 11 years, Ah Xun, I dare not think about it... ..."

He took Shi Xun's hand, took him to the balcony, and looked down at the eustoma in full bloom: "I planted the flowers you left for me, and they didn't last until the day I saw you, but they The offspring that were bred have seen it."

Shi Xun's heart constricted violently.

flower species...

It turns out that the flowers that can be seen everywhere in the house, and in the eyes of others, Bai Shengu's favorite flower, are just the flowers that he gave away casually back then, but he himself forgot the name.

Even with such a desperate parting, Bai Chengu still took the bag of seeds away, silently guarding the hopeless thought.

And since he stepped into Boshen's hometown, Xiao Chai, event souvenirs, eustoma...

Everywhere is Bo Shengu's love.

The branches swayed, and the large tears that had accumulated fell down among the falling petals.

Shi Xun touched the light-colored petals in front of him, caressed them lovingly, and asked with a trembling voice, "Does it have a flower language?"

Bai Chen paused for a while.

He stared at Shi Xun, and replied softly: "It is eternal love."

Time froze, against the absurd fate, raised a sour smile: "It is my eternal love for you."

The petals under the feet move slightly, and the fiery chest touches each other, exchanging the throbbing that has lasted more than ten years.

The strong love passes through the long river of time and turns into a kiss at this moment.

Thunder and lightning flashed, and the light brought filled the room again. The figures of the two blended eagerly in the rain, burning endless affection.

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This chapter supplements the emotional changes of the collision~