sick white moonlight

Even though it was late at night, his residence was still brightly lit. He An had written a lot of drafts of mathematical analysis and calculation process in his hands, holding a pen in his hand, but he did not move for a long time, but fell into a rare contemplation.

The soft light spread over his face, creating a faint halo.

He was still handsome and outstanding, but his face was a little pale, and his round, dark eyes were not as wise, gentle and impeccable as before, but mixed with a little doubt and a little puzzlement.

This time his dissertation has come to an end. This is his third year in this school. Based on his achievements, he thinks that he may be able to stay in the school in a few years.

It's just that this kind of life is somewhat dull and boring. Although he is indeed living a fulfilling life, and although he is indeed in a good state of mind when doing research, but after he stops, he always feels as if something is missing that he doesn't know s things.

Until one day, in the apartment where he lived, he heard a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, I saw the person outside the house, standing quietly outside the door, with tiredness and a touch of anxiety on his face, but when he saw himself, he changed from his previous fatigue and became happy.

It seems that all the pain has faded away, and there will always be only a bright side for him.

That smile, He An thought, he should never forget it.

How can there be such a stupid person in this world, let him be pitiful for being so stupid.

But that day, his tone was rather indifferent.

"Why did you come here?"

As soon as the words came out, the man's face immediately became a little flustered and reluctant, a little embarrassed.The man lowered his head, a little annoyed, and his voice was extremely low, as if the words came out word by word from his heart.

"I applied for the full scholarship, and the teachers also supported me to study abroad."

At that time, that person didn't mention his family's objection at all. It wasn't until a long time later that He An gradually understood what happened that year.

At that time, when he saw the man standing outside the door, he felt very complicated, a little hesitant, and a little unspeakable, but he still spoke.

"come in!"

After the man heard this, his expression immediately changed.

It is no longer with the obvious bitterness and apprehension, it seems to have turned the corner.

He An couldn't tell what it was like seeing him.

After entering the house, He An didn't say much, he just listened to the man slowly talking about himself, but he didn't mention the found note at all.

The layout of the house is somewhat monotonous, very deserted, except for the necessary daily necessities and some books that I usually read, there is nothing else.

And the man was sitting on the light gray single sofa, with his head slightly lowered, with a bright smile on his handsome face. Post any comments.

He thought it was not suitable for him to make too much noise at this time.

He didn't know what to say, he couldn't bear to interrupt the person in front of him.

I have seen too many cruel ones, but I always keep a little bit of kindness towards these pure ones.

In fact, there were not too many words on that note, but those two sentences were left lightly with a touch of brushwork.

"Lin Xiu, I think I like you, and I like you very much."

"But I don't say love, because I'm afraid I don't deserve the word at all."

Such a person, he is really...

When Lu Chen first arrived, both of them were very busy. Lu Chen was busy adapting to study, while He An was busy with his doctoral thesis.

It wasn't until almost half a year later that the two of them had extra time to go out for a walk.

In fact, what surprised He An was that this person never mentioned those things at all, but honestly cared about him in front of his friends.

Occasionally he knew that the person would secretly look at him seriously when he was not paying attention. Although he knew it clearly and plainly, he never made it clear.

He couldn't even bear to break this secret relationship.

Sometimes he would be lost in thought when he was free, what should he do?

Until that day, it was a special day, the man finally got his degree after studying very hard.

And that day, they decided to have a good celebration and hold a small party at his home.

Not too many people came, not too few, there were students studying abroad together, some foreign students, his fellow student Hill also came, and when there were more people, the place where he lived became lively.

Of course, he doesn't have such things as cooking skills, so he can only ask Lu Chen to drive the ducks to the shelves. Fortunately, this person has some foundation, and domestic home-cooked dishes are not a problem. good.

In order to cater for the tastes of both foreign and domestic friends, he not only cooked a lot of food with local characteristics, but also cooked a lot of domestic home-cooked dishes.

Everyone at the party laughed happily and the atmosphere was very active.

He An was on the balcony, quietly watching everyone in the room.

Hill inside walked over by the way, patted him on the shoulder, and sighed.

"The owner of the previous book must be this man!"

He An was silent, just stared at him lightly, without any fluctuation in the color of his eyes.

"Looks like I guessed it right again." Hill stretched his arms and said with great interest.

"It's just that you haven't told him. You know about that." He asked softly, with affirmation in his tone.

"It seems that you are not as cold and heartless as you seem."

He lowered his voice, looked at the gentle and outstanding man in front of him, with a slight frown between his brows, those dark and bright eyes were usually calm and persistent when it came to research, as if there was nothing but the research in front of him.

It is a kind of enjoyment to watch this person expound his thinking and argumentation process.

Always so plain and powerful, without the slightest flashy, concise and concise.

Before that, he always thought that the only thing that could attract this person's attention was his research.

But now it seems that is not the case.

"I find that I'm quite jealous of him now." Hill smiled and said, "Not everyone like him is lucky enough to meet someone like you. Even if You didn't like him enough, and you didn't reject him outright. I don't think you should end the relationship with him just because of his sexual orientation. "

"Being here for so long, you should also know that there are many people like him, or in other words, this world already exists."

"It's just that fate has never been so fair. Even in the freest and most open continent, there will still be prejudice. Although it has been removed from the scope of mental illness by the country, until now many people still think that It's unhealthy, it's disgusting, it's hell."

"I have a friend who was born into a Christian family and unfortunately, he fell in love with one of his male teachers."

Speaking of this, the blond man looked at the sky outside the house, a little dazed.

"Later, he committed suicide."

"It is said to be a light jump from a tall building."

He turned to look at He An who was sitting in the wheelchair, and said bitterly.

"Lin, I don't know what you think in your heart, but I really hope you make a decision as soon as possible, and don't let your friend worry about gains and losses for you."

"I think, now you are very clear about his feelings for you."

Hill approached He An slightly, lowered his body, straightened his slightly crooked collar, and teased slightly.

"You see, even if he is not by your side now, he still pays attention to you all the time."

"Didn't you notice that his eyes are always on you."

Feeling the gaze from behind, Hill stood up with a slight smile on his face.

"He is a good choice, I think. For someone like you, maybe scientific research is your first priority and you will never let it go, but it doesn't necessarily mean that you don't need a second person who can take care of you. The people you live with."

"Everyone needs emotional support. He cares about you and loves you very much."

Before Hill left, he looked at He An who was still calm and indifferent, and persuaded him.

"Lin, don't miss this good opportunity."

He An, who was sitting there alone, looked into the room. Although there was a distance, but his eyes met, it was clear, and the original slight worry on the man's face turned into a smile.

After seeing him, he turned his gaze back lightly.

This big fool, he rolled his eyes silently in his heart.

But in fact, he was a little stunned in his heart, he didn't expect this fellow student to come and talk to him so much.

This really surprised him, but at the same time he wondered if he had done something wrong.

That night, He An was in a rare trance for a long time, and he had doubts about his behavior. Could it be that he was wrong?

However, he is very clear that feelings sometimes come and go too suddenly, and he does not have much approval for this excessively rapid hormonal secretion attack.

He doesn't like those short moments of joy. What he pursues, even if he doesn't like it that much, if he makes up his mind, he will definitely stick to it for a long time.

After the party was over, everyone had almost left, and Lu Chen was still outside the door to send a friend who was going abroad, so he went to help clean up some trash on the table.

The words that came from my ear faded away, replaced by steady and even brisk footsteps.

"Ah Xiu, you rest first, I'll clean it up!" The man quickly walked to his side and gently pushed his wheelchair away.

He took the snack bag he was holding lightly in his hand, put it into the garbage bag next to him, and then lowered his body and bent over to clean up the garbage on the table.

He An looked at his hands, which were empty, and the only snack bag he was holding was also taken away by the person beside him.

Suddenly, he thought that after this person came abroad, he always filled him with a cup of hot water every day.

People abroad are used to drinking cold water. Sometimes he himself is busy doing experiments, so he doesn't care about the habit of drinking hot water in China, but also drinks cold water.

That is to say, this person is always worried about his body, and never forgets to boil a pot of boiling water for him and keep it there.

Looking at the bent back of this man, a few traces of sweat appeared on the neck of the neck.

He spoke up.

"Lu Chen."

Slightly hoarse, but still clear and clear voice sounded.

Only this time, the voice seemed to carry something different from usual.

This made Lu Chen stop involuntarily and asked.

"what happened?"

He An rubbed the corners of his eyes, slightly depressed.

He bent down, leaned over, poked Lu Chen's strong back with one hand, and said.

"Turn around."