To die

I still remember that you drank flower wine, threatened me with Gu Li's case, promised to break up but regretted it time and again.

Lin Yan looked at him quietly, Lu Hanqian looked at the memo, and Lin Yan silently observed his reaction.

In Lin Yan's heart, he understood Lu Hanqian's clumsy attempts to get close to him, and he also knew that Lu Hanqian was working hard to make changes.

He bought a building as a gift for him, knelt down on one knee to confess his love to him in the living room full of candles, and stuffed a love letter through the crack of the door with extreme nervousness...

When Lin Yan thinks about these things sometimes when he is in a daze, he can't help but slightly curl the corners of his lips.

He is often surprised by Lu Hanqian's strange brain circuit.

But Lin Yan was too insecure. For him, making friends was already a very risky thing.

Lu Hanqian pulled out his heart in such a hurry, waiting for his response hot and hot, Lin Yan dared not tell him so quickly that I am willing to grow old with you.

——I give my heart to you, will you take good care of it?

Lu Hanqian looked at the words on the screen of the phone and smiled suddenly.

He handed the phone back to Lin Yan: "I don't need you to forget. It's better if you can remember."

"I've done too much to you in the past, it's not fair to make you forget and start over with me."

Lu Hanqian took Lin Yan's finger, looked at the ring on his ring finger, and gently stroked the silver ring with his thumb: "Lin Yan, you don't know what you mean to me."

"You are the one I love deeply; the one I am willing to protect with my life; the one who pulls me out of the dark quagmire, you are my moonlight. I am complete because of you."

Lu Hanqian said: "You must remember the past, don't forget it, and then accept my kindness to you for the rest of your life in the future. This way you won't feel guilty, because you have to know——you deserve it."

Lin Yan looked at this man who was half a head taller than him, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and was much more mature than the first time he met.

He wrote in the memo: You don't have to.Even if we separate, you don't do anything for me anymore, and I won't hold grudges against you anymore.

"But what I want is not just 'don't hold grudges'."

Lu Hanqian looked at him, tightened his palms slightly, and held Lin Yan's four fingers. "I want to mend your broken heart because of me little by little, and then stay with you. When you feel enough and are willing to accept me, you can like me too.

This is what I want. "

Lin Yan looked at him almost inexplicably.

He has never experienced liking, and he doesn't understand why Lu Hanqian pursues his love so persistently.

"But don't hide your thoughts from me."

Lu Hanqian said: "I can only give it to you if I know what you want. Why do you reject a person who wants to treat you well? You used to mock me so much that you didn't relent at all. Now there is still What are you embarrassed to say?"

Lu Hanqian is too good at every step of the way. Compared with a dude like him who has wandered around in the flowers for countless times, Lin Yan who has never been in love has no power to resist at all.

"I'll teach you how to walk straight in this world, and I'll teach you how to fall in love with people, okay?"

Lu Hanqian walked towards Lin Yan step by step, and gently hugged him into his arms.Lin Yan struggled slightly, but when Lu Hanqian hugged him completely, this struggle can be ignored.

"Don't reject me, Lin Yan."

Lu Hanqian successfully moved back again.

The hotel room that Lin Yan originally planned to return was also canceled, and the air ticket was also cancelled.

As soon as Lu Hanqian moved back, the first thing he did was to clean up.

During the few days when he was away, because Lin Yan was too depressed, he spent most of his time nestled on the sofa.

Blankets, pillows, and dolls were all piled up on the sofa, and Lin Yan's tablet was mixed among them, and it took several touches before he could touch them.

On the coffee table are Coke cans, empty wine bottles, a half-painted "Secret Garden", and a mess of colored pencils.

Lu Hanqian picked up the quilt and walked towards the bedroom. When he passed the bathroom, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and accidentally saw a pile of broken porcelain.

He paused, stepped back and took a closer look, and suddenly saw that several pieces of porcelain were stained with blood.

That feeling can't be described in words, Lu Hanqian can almost immediately realize what's going on, he still remembers the scene of Lin Yan self-harming in front of him, he just felt a sudden thump in his heart, and his eyelids twitched.

But he didn't say anything, he calmly walked to the bedroom and put the quilt away, then poured the broken porcelain into the trash can and asked the waiter to collect it.

Lu Hanqian consciously settled himself on the sofa, counting it as his punishment for his previous recklessness.

But if Lin Yan was hungry in the study, or wanted to drink a glass of mango juice, Boss Lu was still very responsive, as soon as he heard the sound of his knuckles tapping on the table, he would quickly send something delicious and delicious to Lawyer Lin.

For the rest of the time, Lu Hanqian lay on his back on the sofa, quietly emailing the psychiatrist like a salted fish, describing Lin Yan's symptoms to him, and asking what to do.

Lin Yan noticed that Lu Hanqian looked at him a little strangely recently, but he didn't take it to heart.

Until one day, before going to bed, he saw an envelope stuffed in the crack of the door again.

"..."

Lin Yan's eyelids twitched, and he walked over stiffly to pick up the envelope. The addressee said: My precious heart, Lin Yan.

Lin Yan immediately got goosebumps all over the place.

"Lin Yan: I'm thinking about the recipe for tomorrow morning. I don't know what you're going to eat. I've eaten the Four Seasons Porridge the day before yesterday. Do you want crab roe buns? Or if you want Western food, I'll ask Li Nan to prepare it and deliver it tomorrow.

In addition, I added five mangoes to the mango juice you drank today, one more than yesterday. Is it too sweet?Moreover, eating too much of this stuff is not good, and the nutrition is not balanced.Can I replace it with strawberries tomorrow?

……

Gone.

Good night, Bobobo.

You, Lu Hanqian, are sleeping in the living room." Lin Yan thought he was going to write something earth-shattering, but what was put in the pink envelope turned out to be such trivial and messy things.

Lin Yan turned the envelope upside down again, and found a piece of white paper that was folded separately inside.

A love poem by Byron was written on it. Under Lu Hanqian's handsome and elegant font, the paper on which the love poem was written seemed a little more normal: "...for a sharp sword can grind a scabbard, and a soul can grind a chest Enough is enough. This heart..."

Lin Yan read it and put it in a drawer.

Lu Hanqian lay on the sofa, facing towards Lin Yan's bedroom.

After about 10 minutes, an envelope was slowly pushed out from under the door of Lin Yan's room.

Lu Hanqian immediately jumped up, leaned over anxiously but tried his best to lighten his steps, and picked up the envelope like a thief.

Unlike the one he stuffed in, Lin Yan didn't write anything on it, it was completely blank.

Lu Hanqian opened the seal, poured out the letter paper, and unfolded it slowly very preciously.

However, there are only a few words written on it: no western food, crab roe buns.Four are fine, just drink for tomorrow.

Lu Hanqian: "..."

Lin Yan's handwriting is thin gold, with a strong character and sharp edges, just like him.

Lu Hanqian stared at the letter in silence for a while, stood up with difficulty, and put it in his pocket.

After that, Lu Hanqian probably wrote a letter to Lin Yan every day.

In addition to talking about some small things in life, there is also a variety of ways to blow Lin Yan's rainbow fart.

He asked Lin Yan, a psychological counselor, who had a tendency to self-harm, and suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder, world-weary, and depressed, how to comfort him in daily life.

After the doctor answered, Lu Hanqian began to search for various ways to encourage people, from celebrity aphorisms to social network rainbow farts, he took screenshots of all of them, saved them in his phone, and used them when writing letters to Lin Yan.

"Heaven will send a great mission to the people, and they must first suffer their minds, exhaust their muscles and bones, starve their bodies, empty their bodies, and mess up their actions." "It's so easy to look into your eyes for the first time The sky captures me, even if it is a river of stars, it is not as good as the waves in your eyes! You arsonist, you make me willing to burn at any time..."

……

Or tell Lin Yan personally: "I also encountered a very difficult situation. At that time, I hadn't met you. During the company's financing period..."

Lin Yan was able to take a look at it patiently at first, but later on he didn't even bother to take it apart.

As the perennial monopoly of the liberal arts leader at the time, he was extremely dissatisfied with the writing and narrative skills of the science student Lu Hanqian, and felt that it could be described as "horrible".

Lu Hanqian writes very seriously, every letter has a typo and has to be rewritten. On the single page of the love poem, he will clumsily draw a small heart in the corner after finishing writing.

At the beginning, he always painted very flat and not very symmetrical. After more than ten days of practice, he finally managed to get a little better.

He always folded the letter paper very preciously and put it in the envelope. Sometimes when he received Lin Yan's reply letter with a little more words, he couldn't help but read it twice more, and then held up a kiss. .

The envelopes in Lin Yan's drawer piled up more and more, and the hearts on the love poems became more and more perfect.

But when Lu Hanqian No.20 wrote "kiss you a hundred times" at the end of the letter eight times, Lin Yan finally couldn't bear it anymore.

As a representative of the Chinese class with a full score composition and a playful writing, he does not allow such words to appear in front of him again.

So, that day when Lu Hanqian picked up the letter from Lin Yan's door as usual, he was stunned when he read the end.

He rubbed his eyes as if he didn't know the words, then opened them and read them again.

Not dazzled, not a clerical error.

Lu Hanqian stretched out his hand clumsily, and touched the smooth letter paper. It felt like a cup of honey grapefruit tea had been poured into his heart.

Because it was different from the short sentences in previous text messages, this time Lin Yan replied to him the whole letter seriously.And at the end, after everything has been said, where Lu Hanqian always wrote "Kiss you a hundred times", Lin Yan wrote: Kiss you thousands of times.