Late ripening

The sun was shining directly on the ground, and the temperature gradually rose.But Jing Yan's body was cold except for the piece of skin that was pressed against his palm.

Lu Qian's grip was so tight that he even felt a little pain. "How can you come here by yourself, do you know how worried I am about you." He said it as if they were still together yesterday.

However, they haven't seen each other for several months, and Lu Qian knew that he had made the worst opening.But even if there were tens of thousands of words to explain, he could only say this.He rushed over by plane in the early morning, and after landing, he tried to find a way to find out about Jing Yan's dormitory.

Once people have reached this point, there is nothing they dare not do anymore.After several phone calls, the phone was turned off, and the supervisor said that he had gone out.Lu Qian stood at a distance of 200 meters downstairs and walked back and forth. He never sat down after getting off the plane, and he didn't feel tired.

Jing Yan's attention was all on his arm, the place where it was connected to Lu Qian.He raised his head and could see Lu Qian opening and closing his mouth as if to say something, but he didn't hear it.The loss of blood blocked his senses, and when his arm was touched by something cold, he looked down, as if it was his watch.

That bit of metal brought Jing Yan back to his senses, and he tried his best to break away from Lu Qian's pull.

"Long time no see, Uncle Lu." After saying this, Jing Yan felt that everything around him had voices and pictures again.He stepped back a little, not knowing what his face looked like, but Lu Qian looked very bad.

He had a new stubble on his chin, his hair was messed up, his shirt looked wrinkled, and there were bloodshot eyes staring at him.Is Lu Qian having a bad day?Jing Yan thinks this is unlikely.He will only analyze all the pros and cons in front of him calmly and calmly as before, and it is probably just a way that Yu sister-in-law came up with in a hurry to find him.

"Auntie asked you to come, right? I already called her in the morning. If you are worried, I can call her again. I came here as an exchange student. I have been to Beijing once before. You probably don't remember it." Yes, during the winter camp. I think it’s pretty good here, and there’s nothing I’m not used to.”

Jing Yan said a long series of words with a smile, without any trace of stumbling, as if these were really what he was thinking.

But Lu Qian also didn't listen. The two of them are independent individuals who cut off the line, and were separated into different worlds by Lu Qian.He only saw that Jing Yan had lost a lot of weight, his chin became too pointed, and his round eyes that used to be watery also lost their luster.

If Jing Yan used to be a vine attached to him, then he is now a withered branch.He paid such a high price for being hard.

"Uncle Lu, go back." Jing Yan lowered his head and stared at the odds and ends in his arms. There were still a few on the ground, but he didn't want to pick them up. "I'm leaving, you go home quickly." He walked past Lu Qian quickly, without raising his head from the beginning to the end.

Lu Qian was still holding the two rolls of tissues that he had dropped, and watched him walk into the dormitory without looking back once.

Jing Yan put the things in his arms on the ground, took out the keys from his pocket to open the door, and picked them up one by one and put them on the table.There was no one in the dormitory, and that roommate was usually absent during the day.He only moved such a little bit, but he felt as if he was carrying a heavy burden and walked all the way.

He sat on the chair limply all over, let out a heavy breath with his head pressed against his arms.The simple greeting just now used up all his strength, and the armor in his heart hadn't fully grown yet, Lu Qian suddenly appeared like this, stabbing a place where the scales hadn't covered.

Seeing him no longer feels as happy as before, only pain.The memories I experienced with him are sweet and happy, but this person himself is like a knife that can pierce all the beautiful fantasies one by one.No matter how far away he escaped, it would be impossible for him to appear. His existence was a proof of pain.

The phone rang, but Lu Qian was still calling him relentlessly.Jing Yan hung up the phone and added the number to the blacklist.In this way, he will probably be able to go back, and go back to live his step-by-step life.

Jing Yan wanted to treat the afternoon as an innocuous episode, but when he opened the book, he stayed on the same page.He went outside to wash his face, his eyes were mixed with water droplets and he couldn't see clearly.He subconsciously glanced downstairs, Lu Qian was still standing there.

Although Lu Qian shouldn't be able to see him at this distance, he still quickly retracted his head, for fear that the other party would find out.He didn't know if he had read it wrong, but he didn't dare to read it a second time, so he walked back to the dormitory and just sat there.

Sitting there until it was almost dark, Song Bo called him. "Jing Yan, I'm done with the meeting. I still have the things you bought. I'll send them to you." "Okay..." Jing Yan held the phone in a daze, then remembered something and went to the window sill to take a look. "Go to the small gate, I'm just going there to pick up the courier."

Song Bo arrived after only a short while, "Where's your express delivery?" Song Bo asked him.Jing Yan took the bag and lied vaguely, "There are too many people, let's look for it tomorrow."

Song Bo saw that his face seemed to be worse than before lunch, "Are you okay? What are you doing this afternoon?" Jing Yan couldn't explain why he didn't want him to know, and just wanted to deal with it quickly, "Maybe it's because the lunch was a bit greasy , go back and rest, I'm going upstairs to read."

He sent Song Bo away, stood at the stairs hesitating for a while and went back to the room.The things I bought were put away in different categories, and the clothes I took off were washed, and the whole dormitory was cleaned with a broom and mop.

After finishing all these things, Jing Yan took a shower and changed into new clothes, gave himself enough courage in front of the mirror, and went downstairs.

Jing Yan stood in the shadow behind the door, watching Lu Qian bow his head and sit on the chair by the side of the road.It was getting dark, and the person sitting was motionless, Jing Yan went out and stopped in front of him.

Lu Qian raised his head, he hadn't eaten all day, but his body was numb, only when he saw him did he feel alive. "Have you eaten yet? Let's find a place to eat, shall we? I want to talk to you." There was pleading and humbleness in the words that had never been seen before.

He wanted to move forward a bit, but Jing Yan didn't move, and neither could he.

"You go back." Jing Yan no longer pretended to be calm and polite when talking to him like at noon, but used Lu Qian's most familiar and sincere tone, "Don't worry that I'm still feeling uncomfortable or can't think about it, I'm fine now. "He looked directly at Lu Qian, with a shocking indifference on his face.

He only drank a glass of water all day, but Lu Qian felt his mouth was dry at this moment. "Let's sit down and have a good talk. I want to explain to you what happened before." "No need to explain. Actually, I thought about it. I know you want to say that I didn't do anything wrong."

Jing Yan found that it was so easy to say this sentence, but in fact, like every person who was left behind, he experienced repeated self-doubt and rejection before finally realizing that he had done nothing wrong.It's just that the other person doesn't like you anymore.

Lu Qian was so choked up that he couldn't speak, and his mouth was slightly open.It was the first time Jing Yan saw him so at a loss, and smiled.In the past, as long as Lu Qian appeared, he was like a match and a lead wire, always able to set himself on fire, and the one who was speechless and did something wrong was always himself.

Love is like a combustible thing, Jing Yan used to own a lot, but it was completely burned by a fire.He may never have such a moment to embarrass himself in front of his sweetheart again.

"I'm fine now, really fine. You go back, I hope...hope you're better off too."

The person in front of him was clean and clear, and his body still exuded the smell of having just bathed.But Lu Qian himself was probably ugly, messy, maybe a little dirty.Jing Yan took a step forward and hugged him lightly. He didn't grow taller at all, it still only reached his shoulders.

But what he said was so clear to the ears, "I'm leaving, goodbye."

All of Lu Qian's sensory organs were concentrated on the place he hugged. He didn't know whether it was himself or Jing Yan, but he clearly felt something shaking violently.

Before he had time to hug him back and grab his too thin wrist, Jing Yan backed away.He pursed his lips and lowered his head, raised his hands to touch his ears, paused in front of him for a while, then turned and went back.

Lu Qian didn't call him, but stood behind him and stared at him, keeping his eyes glued to his back until he went upstairs.Jing Yan felt that the skin on his body was tingling and itchy, he couldn't help scratching it a few times, but he still felt very uncomfortable, so he simply took a shower again.

When he came out, there was no one downstairs.

I didn't intend to look at it, but I couldn't avoid seeing it when I hung the clothes.Jing Yan put away the basin expressionlessly and climbed back to bed to sleep.

This sleep was even worse than the previous few days. He was woken up by the sound of his roommate closing the door vigorously.He dragged his body exhaustedly to wash and change his clothes, and planned to buy some instant noodles for lunch.

The sun was more dazzling than yesterday, and the eye sockets were so painful.Jing Yan lowered his head and walked forward without looking at the road, when his arm was suddenly grabbed and pulled aside.

Lu Qian was still wearing yesterday's outfit, but he seemed to have taken a shower and washed his clothes, the blood in his eyes did not decrease, and his voice was suppressed but extremely firm.

"You finished talking last night, can it be my turn?"