Pseudo-white lotus survival diary

Dou Yang opened the beautifully packaged box, and took out the gift inside—a piece of beautiful letter paper—under Lin Qingye's nervous eyes.

A piece of letter paper as a gift.

Probably beyond Dou Yang's expectations, he had a look of surprise on his face, as if very surprised.

Lin Qingye was guilty at first, but when she saw him surprised, she said nervously: "You won't let me buy a gift, I... I really don't know what to give you, I wanted to make something, but unfortunately I can't do it clumsily, and finally... Cough cough... I just gave this."

Anyway, I used to write novels, so I have some ink in my belly.Dou Yang is also a literary youth who is engaged in art. If you send him a letter or a poem, maybe he will like it... right?

Lin Qingye was not sure.

He thought about poetry on the spot, racked his brains, searched his stomach, and almost tossed all the literary elements that he was about to forget, before he came up with a few lines of crooked poetry.It was only when I started to write that I realized that writing novels and writing poems are completely different things, but by analogy, it is all writing work anyway, and I can get some artistry out of it.Lin Qingye wrote almost ten poems, each of which exhausted all her strength, used her free soul and inspiration, and used the broadest and most divergent thoughts to write out her feelings for Dou Yang—commonly known as blind writing.

I have been writing and writing for a long time, and I found that something is wrong. Modern poetry does not seem to be written in this way.

I also checked the writing techniques and rhythms of modern poetry. After reading it for a long time, I found that modern poetry pursues liberalism. You can pay attention to various rhythms, rhetoric, and diction. It's really just a few scribbles, anyway, express the emotions and get the job done.

After staying up in the early hours of the morning, Lin Qingye was so sleepy that he chose the one he thought was the best among the ten poems he had written. On letter paper, packaged and sent to Dou Yang.

Speaking of which, this is the first time he has written a poem as a gift.

Before he came, he had already made preparations. If Dou Yang laughed, he could only endure it. Anyway... Anyway, his writing is terrible...

After Dou Yang was surprised, he read the above content:

"You are the sun/the moon/the brightest star

It's joy/It's tenderness/It's radiance

the tree in the eternal abyss

out of the dark

bloom the purest white flowers

The petals are flying/covering the deep night"

Dou Yang closed the paper with a smile in his eyes, "It's really embarrassing for you to praise me like that, am I that good?"

"Of course!" Lin Qingye said with certainty, "You are like this. You worked so hard in childhood, but you were able to overcome difficulties and become a great painter. You persistently pursued your dreams while fighting against illness. Gentle sunshine... Dou Yang, you are really good..."

Lin Qingye finished speaking quickly, and scratched her face in embarrassment, "I... my writing skills are not high, I have never written poetry, this... this... don't take it for granted..."

Before he finished speaking, the person in front of him had already walked up to him and gently embraced him in his arms.

"So, Qingye gave me the first love poem written in his life?"

"Huh?" It's good to write a poem for the first time, but it's not a love poem, Yangyang, you can see clearly, I really didn't write the words "I love you"...

"Qing Ye wrote me a love poem for the first time, I was too happy, how could I not like it?" Dou Yang put his head on Lin Qingye's shoulder, and said close to his ear.

Lin Qingye's ears slowly turned red as the warm breath sprayed on his cheeks.

He opened his mouth, and originally wanted to explain that what he wrote was not a love poem, but seeing Dou Yang's excited appearance, he really didn't want to pour cold water on him in such a beautiful atmosphere.

……never mind.

Love poetry is love poetry.

Anyway, the time Dou Yang said is coming soon, when the time comes to watch the sunrise, let's tell everything.

"I like your gift very much." Dou Yang carefully folded the letter paper and put it in the box, like holding a rare treasure, and carefully hid the box in the safe in the bedroom.

Seeing him attaching so much importance to it, Lin Qingye felt very complicated.

"By the way, I also want to give you a gift." Dou Yang closed the safe, took Lin Qingye's hand with great interest, and led him to the first floor.

"You won't give me a painting, will you?" Lin Qingye asked casually.

Dou Yang turned his head in surprise.

Lin Qingye was taken aback, "I guessed right?"

The young man nodded, then bent over with a smile, "Qing Ye is so good, she can guess what I can give."

Of course I can guess.

Lin Qingye thought, after all, I know you very well.

"It's very comfortable to be with Qingye. I feel that you know me very well, just like my other half." Dou Yang walked into the studio, with his back facing Lin Qingye, sorting out the drawing board.

Lin Qingye couldn't see his expression.

"Someone once did an experiment and wanted to know the probability of two people finding a soul mate. The result of the experiment proved that the probability is very small, just like winning the lottery. It is not easy to find someone you like in the vast world. If That person still likes himself is even more difficult, if two people like each other and can understand each other's thoughts and behaviors, and become soul mates, the chances of becoming soul mates are almost close to zero..." Dou Yang held a painting in both hands, Turning around slowly, the voice was very soft, "How can I be able to meet a..."

In the painting he held up, a young man was sitting quietly on a chair, wearing a simple T-shirt, with short hair and a big grin.

Seeing that painting, Lin Qingye's pupils instantly dilated and he held his breath.

The person in that painting is him, but not him.

To be precise, the person in the painting is more like himself before time travel.

Of course, Lin Qingye and Lin Hao looked very much alike, in terms of resemblance, the people in the painting resembled both of them.However, Lin Qingye is slender, with a more gorgeous and delicate appearance, like a fragile porcelain doll, while the young man on the screen is stronger, with short hair, and his appearance is not so delicate, and his temperament is more Approaching "handsome man" rather than "exquisite boy".

Lin Qingye was sure that the man in the painting was more like Lin Hao.

But... how is it possible?

Obviously, Dou Yang has never seen his previous appearance. He painted Lin Qingye's appearance, how did he draw Lin Hao's appearance?

Lin Qingye's eyes kept wandering back and forth on the painting, searching for the details and charm, her fingers curled up slightly, and her breathing became rapid.

"Dou Yang..." He felt his throat dry, "Is this me?"

"It's you." Dou Yang glanced at the painting, raised his head and read something from Lin Qingye's expression, and explained, "I drew it according to your appearance, and adjusted it according to the inspiration. Better... If you don't like it, I'll change it right away..."

"No need!" Lin Qingye immediately refused, walked to his side and took the painting and hugged it in his arms, took a deep breath and said, "I like it very much, this painting is very good."

He almost forgot what he looked like at first.

Dou Yang brought back his original appearance.

Really the best gift!

He hugged the painting tightly, moved his lips, and said "thank you" again.

He didn't know what to say other than thank you.

Of course, it seems a little hypocritical to miss the previous appearance, but people are always nostalgic. He has adapted to the present appearance and current life, and those things from the past are still in his mind, and he can't forget them for a while.

This painting was really sent to his heart.

The room was silent, the sunset outside the window filled the sky, and the leaves rustled in the breeze.

Lin Qingye's excited heart gradually calmed down, and after being moved, she felt guilty again.

Dou Yang... Hey... Dou Yang...

Lin Qingye felt very uncomfortable.

Dou Yang is good, really good!

If he knew that he had lied to him, that he was not the person he remembered, would he be very angry and sad?

It should be.

If it were me, if I knew not to lie, I would definitely feel uncomfortable to death.

However... long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. There is no impenetrable wall in the world. It is impossible to hide the truth for a lifetime. Rather than being discovered, it is better to take the initiative to confess. Maybe the grievances between the two will be resolved in a gentle way.

But if the truth is told, the relationship between the two of them...is it completely over?Under normal circumstances, knowing that I have been lying to him all the time, and it is false from beginning to end, Dou Yang will definitely never want to see him again.

Then this week might be the last time the two spend together?

Lin Qingye suddenly felt a little bit reluctant.

When I was with Zhong Chiyu before, I knew that Zhong Chiyu's insomnia would end when he recovered from his insomnia. He has reluctance.

Perhaps in his heart, Dou Yang's status has been elevated to a higher level unconsciously, and he is in a mixed state of "friend", "false lover" and "son". Feeling sad and uncomfortable, and just now Dou Yang's painting deeply moved him, which made his feelings for Dou Yang rise for a while, thinking about the separation in the future, he felt even more uncomfortable and guilty.

With such complicated feelings in mind, Lin Qingye never wanted to make Dou Yang sad, nor did he want to make him unhappy when he thought of the days of parting that could almost be counted down. He almost obediently obeyed Dou Yang's request, Every minute and every second, Dou Yang felt his love for him.

In the next few days, Lin Qingye treated Dou Yang even more aggressively, almost asking for anything, coaxing the literary youth to be very happy, Lin Qingye even stayed for dinner, stayed for a while before leaving, and tried to prolong the time they spent together.

In a blink of an eye, it was time to watch the sunrise, and Dou Yang said that his illness was cured.

Lin Qingye asked Dr. Wei and got an affirmative answer.

Conditions are ripe.

Lin Qingye prepared his backpack early, first asked Bai Lifang for leave, and then went to explain the situation to Jiang Yichen.

"You want to go out?" Jiang Yichen froze for a moment.

Recently, Lin Qingye could feel that Jiang Yichen's attitude towards him was much gentler. Of course, he had always been kind to him, and this time it was even better.Jiang Yichen always hangs around him when he has nothing to do, and he spends relatively more time in the villa, and a few times he seems hesitant to speak, and doesn't know what to say.

This kind of state is not strange for other people, but it is very strange for Jiang Yichen.

According to common sense, Lin Qingye should be curious to ask, but his heart and eyes are full of Dou Yang, Dou Yang, Dou Yang, so he didn't bother to ask if he didn't say anything.In his heart, is there anything that Jiang Yichen can't solve?

If so, it would be useless to find Lin Qingye!

According to this logic, Lin Qingye did not ask him.

"Yes, I made an appointment with a friend." Lin Qingye said.

Jiang Yichen hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Is it that friend you went to see every day recently?"

Hearing what he said, Lin Qingye was a little embarrassed, and nodded after a while.I don't know if Jiang Yichen will regret building the bridge for himself and let himself go there every day.

"Can I not go today?" Jiang Yichen said.

"Ah?" Lin Qingye was dumbfounded.

Before he came, he was not prepared to hear a negative answer at all. In the past, no matter what happened or what request he had, Jiang Yichen would never be embarrassed, so this time he also took it for granted that he could get support.

"But we have already made an appointment." Lin Qingye said.

"I……"

"...?"

Here again, that hesitant expression.

Lin Qingye finally became curious, "Brother, what's the matter with you?"

When he asked this question, it seemed that Jiang Yichen was stopped. After a while, the hesitant expression on his face disappeared, and he returned to his usual rationality, "No, you go, pay attention to safety."

"Really not?"

Jiang Yichen smiled, "Go."

Lin Qingye wanted to ask, but Jiang Yichen had already got up and left the living room, and went to the white house to see Jiang Minghai.

Lin Qingye glanced at the time, it was already nine o'clock in the morning, and he was about to be late, so he stopped asking questions and left Jiang's house with his backpack on his back.

Let's talk about family matters after he settles with Dou Yang.

At a critical moment for Dou Yang, he must not lose the chain.