Late ripening

He looked at the information in a daze, and the first thought that came to his mind was to ask, "What can you do with your little uncle?" He stared at the screen for a long time, and many thoughts came to his mind.But he kept telling himself that it was impossible, and swallowed these thoughts like iron.

It felt uncomfortable to swallow, and he deleted the text message in a mysterious way, as if he could pretend he didn't see it.He turned off the phone, and got into the quilt uncomfortably to force himself to sleep.

On Monday, for the first time, he skipped an elective course, which was taught in the same building as Deng Tingwei, and he often met her.Jing Yan didn't rest well on the weekend, his eyes hurt when he woke up early in the morning, and his breathing was not smooth.He felt that he could not go to class for granted, but the little uncle knew his schedule, and he didn't want to make him suspicious.

Jing Yan hid in Yao Yihang's dormitory to read, but he couldn't read a few words, and his mind was full of the text message he received a few nights ago.The senior sister didn't look for him again these two days, and he took a chance thinking that maybe it was really just an insignificant matter.

He may be able to comfort himself for a while, but he still doesn't want to go out to class.By Wednesday, even Yao Yihang felt strange, "Jing Yan, are you sick?" He was a little worried and wanted Jing Yan to go to the school infirmary.

Jing Yan waved his hand, and forced himself to follow Yao Yihang to the high math in the morning and afternoon.Wandering around in a class, Deng Tingwei stood outside the classroom and waited for him as soon as he walked out of the classroom.

Not only did the non-existent piece of iron not disappear, but it became even heavier, constantly rising and falling in his stomach.He tried his best to walk over to say hello normally, "Senior sister...do you have anything to do with me?" Before he could finish speaking, "Lin Jingyan, why didn't you reply to my message."

Deng Tingwei spoke in her usual coquettish tone, "I didn't see..." He lied weakly.The senior sister didn't seem to care very much. She looked around and found that most of the classmates had left. Yao Yihang sat in the classroom with his head down and played with his mobile phone.She acted coquettishly at ease again, "Then can you give me your uncle's phone number?"

Jing Yan didn't blink his eyes, trying to make his pupils tremble a little less. "Do you have anything to do with him..." Deng Tingwei looked at him with the eyes of a child, blushing a little, "My brother was an intern in your uncle's law firm before, and I saw it once when I went to him... But my brother refused to give it to me.. I wanted to know him very much at that time.. I didn’t expect him to be the uncle who took care of you. The more I heard from you, the more I liked him... Okay, Jing Yan.”

He didn't listen to the whole part of the second half, and only intercepted a few key words in his head. Those words melted the iron in his stomach and turned into hot lava.Deng Tingwei didn't notice his expression, she just begged him on her own.There was a very confused voice in his mind saying not to give it to her, but that voice was drowned out by the molten iron, and another voice came up.

What right do you have to not give it to her?Just because your little uncle has been taking care of you, can you occupy him selfishly?

He thought of that night on the boat, the blood in his heart seemed to be burned dry, and his face was pale.Jing Yan interrupted Deng Tingwei stiffly, "Then I'll tell you the phone number." The senior sister happily wrote it down, almost jumped up to give Jing Yan a hug, waved to him and left.

Yao Yihang sat on the chair and guessed what the senior sister was going to say to Jing Yan, and waited and waited until Jing Yan came back.After playing a game, he couldn't help but look out the window, startled.Jing Yan bent over and covered his stomach, and leaned against the wall as if he was about to vomit. He hurried out to support him, "You must be sick, have you caught a cold again? I'll ask you for leave and go home quickly."

Yao Yihang felt that Jing Yan was simply too abnormal these days, always skipping classes, staying in his dormitory and never going home, asking him what's the matter and evasively not speaking.Ever since Deng Tingwei approached him that day, he has become even weirder, and his eyes wandered and he lost his appetite when eating.

He has always known that Jing Yan is a person with a very sensitive and delicate mind, and such a person often keeps things hidden.But as a boy, he always doesn't know how to talk to his buddies.

They had an off-campus practice session on Saturday, and when they were sitting in the car back to school, Yao Yihang deliberately told a lot of funny things that happened recently to tease him, Jing Yan leaned back on his chair and responded feebly.He tentatively pushed him, "Shall we have dinner together tonight? Recently, "Jurassic World 2" seems to be on the scene. Did you say you wanted to watch it?"

Jing Yan smiled reluctantly, "No, I want to go home early." Yao Yihang hurriedly said, "Then let Uncle Lu pick you up." Go back by yourself." Jing Yan lowered his head as if he didn't have the strength to speak.

He knew that Yao Yihang was always trying to make him happy recently, and sometimes his probing and caring eyes were so straightforward that he almost shook himself and asked what was wrong.He was very happy to have such a friend by his side, but after being happy, he was sad and afraid.

He couldn't speak out what was on his mind, not only was he afraid that what he said would be true, but he was also afraid that his friends would look at him like monsters.Jing Yan digested those indigestible solids by himself, and wanted to use his heart and flesh and blood to grind them down little by little until they disappeared.

Jing Yan said goodbye to Yao Yihang, and walked to the subway station at the gate of the school by himself.There are still a few weeks until Christmas, and some businesses on the street are beginning to decorate their shops.He likes those red and gold dresses very much. In the past few years, my uncle would specially take him to a large imported supermarket. Every Christmas there will be a lot of handmade decorative balls.Every year, he would choose his favorite one to hang in Lu Qian's car, and Uncle Fang would laugh at his weird interior every time he saw it.

Just thinking about this trivial matter, Jing Yan smiled.But immediately he felt that his body started to hurt again, and he tried his best not to think of Lu Qian, but no matter what he saw on the street, he would think of him immediately.He was a little out of breath and stood at the school gate wanting to take a rest.

He stood by the side of the road for a while, then froze when he raised his head.The little uncle's car was parked not far away. He didn't know that Lu Qian was back, and he didn't tell him that he would come to pick him up.He subconsciously wanted to walk over, but stopped after taking a step.

Lu Qian stood by the car door with his back to him, and Deng Tingwei looked up at him as he spoke, as if he was still a little nervous, holding the belt tightly with both hands.

Oh, so it wasn't here to pick him up.Jing Yan took a step back and retreated under the shade of the tree.The trees in the south are really lush, he thought to himself, it's already winter, and there are still so many leaves to block him.

What Yao Yihang said is right, senior sister seems to be quite beautiful.She wears a soft lambskin coat and cute plush boots.He didn't know what Lu Qian's expression was, but from his point of view, the two were really right.

Even if it's not a senior, there will be another girl who is more suitable for the little uncle.He remembered the conversation he heard in the office during the summer vacation after the college entrance examination. There were so many people who liked him, no matter which one, they had more right to stand beside him than he seemed.

He was just a boy adopted by Lu Qian, and now the boy has grown into a monster.Not only asking for his care and tolerance, but now shamelessly asking for the love that he only has in his heart?

What can you give back to him?Jing Yan turned and left while pressing his already numb stomach, did he just use his deformed and repressed desire?

Sister-in-law Yu opened the door, "Jing Yan, what's wrong with you? It's raining? Why did you come back? Didn't you see Mr. Lu?" She hurriedly wiped his hair with a towel, but Jing Yan didn't listen to her. What, is it raining?It might have rained on the way back, but he didn't notice.

He was forced to drink a bowl of ginger soup in the restaurant. Mrs. Yu said that there was something urgent to go out today, and asked him to call Lu Qian quickly to let him go home.Jing Yan only received a little information, "I'm fine, go get busy."

After a while, Jing Yan was woken up by the sound of Mrs. Yu closing the door, and then realized that he had gone home.He slumped on the chair and remained motionless, only remembering that Mrs. Yu said that the little uncle had returned.

He came back, but his breath could not be felt in the room.Jing Yan stumbled up from the chair and rushed to the study.The computer on the table was still flickering, and there were two cigarettes in the ashtray that were stubbed out after less than half of them.He curled up on the chair that Lu Qian usually sat on, as if he was really surrounded and hugged from behind.

Jing Yan didn't know what happened to him, his consciousness was burned by magma, and his behavior was no longer controlled by his thoughts.He felt that it was not enough, so he stretched his hand towards the half of the cigarette.

There was a slight bite mark on the tail of the cigarette, Jing Yan stared at that piece carefully, as if studying some precision instrument.He picked up the lighter on the table, lit it, and put it to his mouth to smoke.

As if the gears finally fit and began to turn, he gradually regained consciousness.He didn't suck the cigarette into his body, but kept biting and licking the little place where he could touch the little uncle.The smoke quickly burned to the end, and his hand was burned, causing him to miss it and fall to the ground.

Jing Yan slid down from the chair and tried to pick it up, but he knelt on the ground and couldn't use his strength, and couldn't stand up even after trembling several times.He thought he was really sick.

Someone walked up to him and knelt down to help him up, but Jing Yan didn't look up.The little uncle came back, and what lingered around him was no longer the smell of any substitute, but Lu Qian who was hot and alive.

He didn't hear what the little uncle said in his ear, and his only attention was on his chest and stomach.There is no longer pain, but another unstoppable feeling that is ready to come out.

Jing Yan was holding the hot cigarette butt in his hand, even if he covered it up this time, sooner or later he would find out next time - he would find out that I am an insatiable person who never knows how to be satisfied with the status quo.

He climbed on Lu Qian's chest and looked up at him. Lu Qian opened and closed his mouth as if to say something, but he couldn't hear him.The breath around him was like a catalyst, he felt that he couldn't take it anymore, the iron lump in his stomach was going to gush out immediately, immediately, now.

Lu Qian was also drenched in the rain, and his hair was dripping wet.He also appeared in front of Jing Yan that night many years ago and took him away.But now Jing Yan doesn't know what courage is, he just seeks out Lu Qian by instinct, presents himself tremblingly to him, begging him not to abandon him.

It was as if metal had passed through his throat, and the rupture of a blood vessel caused severe pain.Jing Yan heard himself uttering the bloody sentence.

"Uncle, I like you."

He finally revealed his illness.Without a moment's hesitation, Jing Yan bit Lu Qian's lips, sealed his breath, and passed the overflowing metal magma to him. He wanted him to be melted by the fire just like himself.