longing for

Eight past nine.

When Wen Qiu woke up, the corners of his eyes were still wet. He had a dream, but it is not entirely true if he said it was a dream.Once he went to Song Zongyan's house for lunch, and Song Zongyan sent him back before dinner.Wen Qiu sat on the bus watching him and waved goodbye.Song Zongyan was bathed in the light of the platform, staring at him motionless.An impulse surged in Wen Qiu's heart. He wanted to get out of the car and hug him, but the winding lights along the street sped up rapidly, and Song Zongyan's figure slowly condensed into a dot and disappeared.

He woke up with a start.

The alarm clock next to the bed quietly reached [-]:[-], and the room was already empty except for himself.Song Zongyan's plane was at [-]:[-], and the other half of the bed where he slept was already cold.

Song Zongyan left.

The great loss was overwhelming.He was actually passed out last night - although it was his plea, he still wanted to see Song Zongyan again when he woke up.

But no.Song Zongyan had already left, and only he was left here in pain and sadness.

They seemed to have done it on this bed three times, or twice last night. His memory was confused, and he only remembered pain and exhaustion. .Wen Qiu got out of bed and wanted to take his cell phone, but his waist, eyes and thighs felt sore. He almost fell to his knees on the floor, his body was so painful that he was weak and trembling.

Wen Qiu bared his teeth, got the phone, collapsed back on the bed, and sent a message to Song Zongyan.

There must be no reply from there, because he has already boarded the plane.

Wen Qiu threw his mobile phone on the bed sheet, but it hit something. He turned his eyes slightly and found a tube of medicine and a note beside the bed. It was obvious that someone bought it right away before he left.

He picked up the ointment and looked at it, then looked at the note on the note saying remember to apply the medicine, then took out his phone and sent another message: "Blood promoting and blood stasis medicine, brother, you are really talented."

After Wen Qiu fell asleep again, he slept until [-]:[-] in the afternoon.The cell phone rang like a death call for most of the day, and he was so disturbed that his mind was confused.

Zhang Fengyang was crying and howling over there: "Where are you! Didn't we meet at the school gate at two o'clock sharp??? Me and Fat Girl, hey, it hurts, no, me and Miss Chu are here, waiting for you! "

Wen Qiu was stuffed under the quilt, and he fell asleep in the dark and unconscious. He said weakly: "You all sign up today, and I will go tomorrow."

"Damn." Zhang Fengyang scolded Chu Wenxin who was next to him, "Wen Qiu actually let us go."

Turning around, he turned to the phone and said, "School starts today, what are you doing? Why don't you come? No school?"

He did nothing.He just got fucked all night.

"Isn't it two days of reporting?" Wen Qiu moved his body under the quilt, only to feel that not only did he not feel comfortable after sleeping, but he felt pain everywhere, "I'll go tomorrow."

After finally dismissing Zhang Fengyang, another call came in.Wen Qiu didn't look at the caller ID and answered it directly, and said, "Go to school?"

"..." Wen Qiu heard the voice, "No, I'm sleeping."

Song Zongyan: "... uncomfortable?"

"Where are you asking?" Wen Qiu said, "Where is the heart, or the butt, or..."

"Did I buy the wrong medicine?" Song Zongyan interrupted him out of focus.

Wen Qiu looked at the tube of blood-activating and stasis-removing medicine, and didn't know what to complain about for a long time.

Song Zongyan apologized first: "There are no pharmacies open in the morning, only this one."

"Well, I got it." Wen Qiu didn't want to discuss this topic further with him, "Have you arrived in Beijing?"

"Well, there will be a short meeting in the courtyard later."

"It's so fast. We have a meeting as soon as we arrive at school. It's specialism." Wen Qiu was too tired to hold the phone, and Wen Qiu lay on his side, pressing the phone under his ear.

"You haven't eaten yet? Shall I order takeaway for you?" Song Zongyan was talking, when his mother asked him from tens of meters away if he had finished his phone call and was about to enter the classroom.

"I'll order it myself." Wen Qiu also heard the voice, "You go ahead."

Song Zongyan had to hang up the phone, and he did not forget to remind: "Okay. Don't eat too strong."

"You understand quite well." Wen Qiu couldn't help laughing at his veteran tone.

Wen Qiu got up early the next day, tidied himself up and went to University A to report. Zhang Fengyang helped line up to collect daily necessities while muttering: "Today there are much fewer people than yesterday. If I had known earlier, I would have come a day later."

"You don't have the foresight like I do." Wen Qiu pretended to be aggressive.

The turbulent college career kicked off.

In the first few days, I was so busy that my feet didn't touch the ground. After the report, it was military training. The scorching sun in early September continued, and the students complained endlessly.There is also night training in the evening, and it is ninety o'clock when I return to the dormitory.Wen Qiu lay on the bed and told Song Zongyan his sun-peeled face: "Look, isn't it pitiful?"

Fortunately, Song Zongyan is not a person who takes pleasure in others' misfortunes. Their school will not conduct military training until after the eleventh day, but Beijing is not too hot right now.

"Didn't you say that you asked the school doctor to issue a heat stroke certificate?"

Wen Qiu sighed, "Don't mention it."

On the third day of the military training, he and Zhang Fengyang begged the school doctor for a heat stroke certificate, and were specially approved by the instructor to return to the dormitory to recuperate.As a result, Zhang Fengyang insisted on pulling him to play cards, and gathered two "patients" whom he didn't know. When the four of them were happily fighting landlords in the boys' dormitory, they were directly arrested by the instructor who made the ward rounds and went back to the playground.

Song Zongyan laughed bluntly: "Hasn't Zhang Fengyang been unlucky all the time? You still play cards with him."

Classmate Zhang's dog shit luck when he was in high school is a well-known point of ridicule.

Wen Qiu laughed and said yes, I really stumbled.Then talk to him about Zhang Fengyang's bad luck.

At the end, she sighed again, and said softly: "It would be great if you were here, you are my lucky male god."

Song Zongyan smiled: "It's the first time I've heard of it."

"Every time I go out with you, I can draw a lottery. This is not a lucky man." Wen Qiu said.

"I think so too." After a while, the person over there suddenly replied with a strange sentence.

Wen Qiu didn't understand what he was thinking, so he hummed suspiciously.

It took a few seconds to realize with a bang, Song Zongyan was answering his last sentence - "It would be great if you were here."

After more than ten days of school, they were separated for more than ten days, each of them started a new chapter in their lives while busy.

Wen Qiu had watched a movie before, and there was a line in it that said: Missing is like a snake crawling on the grass.

He doesn't have much talent for literature and art, so he just felt that the metaphor was inexplicable when he first heard it.But now in the dead of night, lying on the bed in the dormitory, Song Zongyan, who was hundreds of kilometers away, could faintly hear the breathing of Song Zongyan on the phone.In this silent thought, he suddenly realized.

On the afternoon of September 28th, Song Zongyan only had two classes, and returned to the dormitory after four o'clock to do his homework.In the middle of writing, Wen Qiu called and said cheerfully, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Song Zongyan looked at his watch, and it was only early five o'clock: "No."

"Didn't you say that the Japanese food store behind your school is delicious? I ordered a miso soup and eel rice in advance for you. Go and get it, it should be ready."

"It's so early." Song Zongyan said.

They recently fell in love with ordering meals for each other, without consulting each other in advance, and only receiving unknown takeaways at meal times or picking them up at the store by themselves.

"It's not that you said that this store is crowded." Wen Qiu urged like a duck to put on the shelf, "Beijing's population is expanding, and you have to queue up for all the meals. Go and get them!"

Song Zongyan put on his coat while talking on the phone with him, and told his roommate to eat alone tonight without calling him.

The roommate has also figured out his actions in the past few days, and shouted: "Is your girlfriend ordering for you again?"

Song Zongyan smiled.Wen Qiu on the phone said dissatisfied: "Who is the girlfriend?"

Song Zongyan just went out, and the surroundings were quiet. He smiled and said softly, "Boyfriend."

Only then was Wen Qiu satisfied.It is not difficult to find the Japanese grocery store near the school, and the signboard can be seen from a distance after walking for about a quarter of an hour.Before the phone hung up, Song Zongyan told him, "I'm almost there."

"I saw."

"Ok?"

Wen Qiu said: "I said I saw it."

Song Zongyan hesitated for a moment: "What?"

"Turn back." He was patted vigorously on the shoulder from behind, and the man smiled brightly, "Hello! Is the handsome guy here for dinner?"

Song Zongyan turned his head halfway, in a rare daze: "...Wen Qiu?"

Wen Qiuzheng, who has undergone a major change, is standing in front of him alive, with an uncontrollable smile on his face: "Isn't it a big surprise?"

Song Zongyan was stunned by surprise: "Why did you come?"

Wen Qiu was carrying a backpack, and said calmly: "I came here when I missed you."

There are only two days left before the November holiday, but he is so anxious that Song Zongyan told him on WeChat that the eel rice in the Japanese restaurant here is delicious and delicious, and he can't even wait for two days.

Not wanting to eat eel rice.

They want to eat people.

The two stood on the side of the street staring blankly at each other, Wen Qiu couldn't take it anymore: "Let's eat first, I'm catching a plane at noon, and now I'm starving to death."

Song Zongyan hurriedly unloaded his heavy backpack and carried it on his own: "You didn't tell me in advance."

"It's a surprise if you don't tell me in advance." Wen Qiu quietly hooked his finger, "Aren't you happy?"

Song Zongyan pursed his lips into a line but couldn't hold back his joy: "Tell me in advance, I will pick you up at the airport, and there is a hotel..."

"I've booked it!" Wen Qiu replied first, "I booked it on the way here, and it's nearby. I wanted to go directly to the school to find you, but I couldn't. Your school is really strict."

The two entered the Japanese grocery store while talking.

"Are you on vacation?" Song Zongyan asked.

The store provided barley tea, Song Zongyan politely asked the waiter to change it to plain water, because Wen Qiu didn't drink barley tea.

"No, there is an English class in the afternoon." Their military training had ended last week, and classes began.Wen Qiu sat cross-legged, looked at his face, and said first, "Don't say that you can't skip class!"

Song Zongyan: "..."

Is he such a spoiled person?

There were only the two of them quietly in the partitioned space, and their eyes were greedily glued to each other.After a meal, there was very little physical contact, but the eyes were so sticky that they could almost stretch into threads.

After dinner, Song Zongyan realized that such a rigorous talent: "Have you booked a hotel yet?"

"I've booked it." Wen Qiu was surprised, "Didn't I just say that it's just around the corner."

Song Zongyan: "..."

Being in love can cause temporary amnesia.

Song Zongyan took him to find a hotel along the address, and when he went to the front desk and asked how many of them were staying, Wen Qiu looked at him: "Are you staying?"

The holidays are coming, and the school checks dorms frequently, but Song Zongyan can't say no under Wen Qiu's gaze.

Wen Qiu originally thought that Song Zongyan didn't really miss him that much, but when he was pressed on the bed and tossed inside and out, there was no good flesh inside and out, and he realized that he didn't.

A young boy who has had meat can't resist the temptation at all, not to mention that this is Xiaobiesheng newlyweds.The hotel bed shook almost all night.

The other party is also missing him.

Wen Qiu was finally convinced.

They are closely connected together, climbing to the climax and tide again and again.

Wen Qiu pressed every inch of his skin against the other person, and Song Zongyan's breath and body temperature melted him inch by inch.

"I finally saw you." Wen Qiu was so tired that he couldn't lift a finger, but he didn't want to fall asleep, and still wanted to frame him in his eyes inch by inch.

Song Zongyan noticed that the other party's arms were gradually tightening, and he was almost out of breath, so he smiled and kissed the other party's wet hair, and comforted him: "Well, you can see me when you wake up tomorrow."

So, go to sleep, it's okay.