i see your calling

Lian Yan thought that this would be a protracted battle, and the top of the mountain could not be seen from a distance, but overnight, the gods announced that they had won the wilderness highland, and the flag should be planted in the center-this is too illusory, how could they win so easily Woolen cloth?

But Shen Yiming did confirm the defeat, and he took them home silently. When the overhead light was turned on, Lian Yan saw the crystal again, and went back to the Shen's house on the first day in a daze. Yan finally admitted that this was reality, but for a moment she couldn't tell whether it was tears or mist that was warm.

Lian Yan wanted to find Shen Yiming, he wanted Shen Yiming to treat him like before, just smile, but Shen Yiming stood in the living room, just looked at him indifferently, poured some white tea into the glass water cup, washed it with hot water Soak it open.

Shen Yiming didn't forgive him, Lian Yan thought sadly, he was only for Shen Pingge.

It was obviously a victory, but Lian Yan felt that they had just entered another cage. With dozens of days left before the college entrance examination, Shen Yiming seemed to have pushed away everything he could. Pingge chatted about the university, and Lian Yan couldn't love each other openly, so she was completely excluded.

So he always misses the time when he was in the dilapidated hotel. Although they were poor, they were the only ones in the world—forgive him for ignoring everyone else. At that time, there was no room for others in his eyes.

Lian Yan doesn't want to bother Shen Pingge, Shen Pingge has too many exams, and occasionally they can only look at each other when they meet, Lian Yan hates that she is dumb, can't say anything, blushes when she is shy, blushes when she is nervous, and can't do anything when she is sad When his face was crying, he returned to the original state and wrote a letter to Shen Pingge.

Of course, those letters were not delivered, and Lian Yan tied them together with a hemp rope, thinking that this might be a surprise.

But they are still very sweet, Lian Yan has always felt this way, when Shen Yiming is not around, Shen Pingge will call him to his room, and he can fall into Shen Pingge's arms as a matter of course, clinging to him, watching him do problems .

"When the college entrance examination is over, I want to go on a trip. Come with me." Shen Pingge finished a paper and took a red pen to compare the answers and correct mistakes. "Where do you want to go?"

Lian Yan was typing on her mobile phone: Where are you going to university?

"If you want to go to the best university, since you want to stay in China, you want the best," Shen Pingge said with a kind of unconscious arrogance, maybe it can't be called arrogance, self-confidence?Lian Yan couldn't find words to describe this quality, but she just found it charming. Shen Pingge lowered his head and touched his hair, "What do you think?"

Lian Yan said: Then go to Beijing.

Ever since the mischief on campus, Lian Yan often felt that there was nowhere to vent her heat. When Shen Pingge was doing the test papers, he still fell in front of him, telling him to stop writing and looking at him. I had to swallow it down, and licked the corner of my mouth with the tip of my red tongue in a daze.

Later, the closer the exam was, the more presumptuous they were, doing ambiguous things in bed, but Shen Pingge never got into him from the beginning to the end, just rubbing against him, Lian Yan wrote to him: Brother, I am not young anymore.

"I'm just 17 years old, I haven't had it in a month, why worry, I can't run away," Shen Pingge flicked his forehead with very light force, wiped his legs' space, and pinched his face again, Lian Yan had to poot her mouth like a duckling, "Wait a minute. I don't want to make you cry, you have too many tears."

Lian Yan glared at him pretending to be angry, and turned her face away to ignore him.

But that bit of pretended anger was really fragile, as soon as Shen Pingge kissed him, he relaxed his strength and kept laughing.

What about crying?Lian Yan feels that she doesn't like to cry, but she likes to cry in front of Shen Pingge. He is good at showing weakness in front of his lover, so as to win some sympathy and love.

Before Shen Pingge's college entrance examination, Lian Yan secretly went to get a tattoo without telling anyone. The place where the tattoo was done was in an alley, and the environment was not good, but it was cheaper. Different, he took a photo of the tattoo that he took secretly, and asked the tattoo artist to tattoo it on his back. He has two small dimples, and the leaf is tattooed in the middle of the two dimples.

To be honest, it was quite painful, Lian Yan bit her finger, her face turned pale.

"Does it hurt like this?" The tattoo artist laughed at him. "Then it will hurt even more when you wash it off later. If you can't wash it off in one go, you have to wash it several times. Once you wash it, it hurts once."

Lian Yan regretted that Wen was in this position. She put down her clothes. The red and swollen side marks were rubbed by the clothes. After wiping his body, he hesitated to take the ointment to find Shen Pingge, pulled off his clothes, and showed him the leaves behind him with aggrieved and apprehensive feelings.

The redness and swelling of the tattoo has not disappeared, and the surrounding skin is fair. Lian Yan was afraid that Shen Pingge would be angry, so she couldn't see the expression clearly, but she could feel Shen Pingge's fingers touching the three leaves. The tip was cold, and the tattoo that hadn't subsided was hot. He heard Shen Pingge sigh, as if blowing on his pain, and asked in a low voice, "...where did you get the tattoo?"

Lian Yan pointed in a direction and felt Shen Pingge gently pinch the back of his neck. What about the waist?"

Insecurity is a terrible thing, so apart from relying on Shen Pingge, he also has an unspeakable desire for monopoly, but Shen Pingge rarely shows possessiveness to him, which once made Lian Yan sad—he didn’t mind Being tied up, or imprisoned, but he would not reach out and ask Shen Pingge for this bit of possessiveness.So when Shen Pingge said that, Lian Yan clenched her hands tightly, almost crying.

"Your tattoo looks like... a rose? Or a red butterfly?" Shen Pingge was laughing, "It's always red."

Lian Yan breathed a little harder, as if she was crying. His tattoos were not like Shen Pingge's. The tattoo artist's technique was clumsy, and the imitation was low-level. It was only four points of his imagination, and the other six points were closer to butterflies, less The half-winged butterfly is bright and soft, and it also wobbles when it flies.

Shen Pingge kept kissing his tattoo that night, Lian Yan was in pain and itching, flustered because she couldn't see Shen Pingge, and excited because she felt him, so she gave him the medicine after kissing,

"Don't do this next time," Shen Pingge hugged him behind his back, whispering like a whisper, "...you are mine."

Lian Yan couldn't help wanting to laugh, her heart was full of sweet red, Shen Pingge seemed to be playing with his hair, humming a song to lull him to sleep, the lyrics were very vague, only a few lines were heard.

"The heat never fades / You are the most beautiful wound perhaps"

When she was drowsy, there was faintly low-density moonlight in front of her eyes. Lian Yan heard his voice, and only listened to the word "love". It was clearly a word as hot as wildfire, but it was spoken very gently. Fire grows in water and invades dreams.

Shen Yiming accompanied him to the examination room, but Lian Yan didn't go with him. The college entrance examination had to clear the school. When moving the desk, she saw the countdown clock hanging in front of the senior three classroom. Two days, obviously a cold number, made Lian Yan feel sad.He wants to be with Shen Pingge, just in the same school, if the college entrance examination, he won't be able to see Shen Pingge often.

Even if he didn't want to, he couldn't stop the time from coming. During the two days of the college entrance examination, Yu Lianyan just had two more days to do homework at home. He would even be so nervous that he broke out in a cold sweat, staring at the news, trying to find Shen Ping inside. grid figure.

Shen Yiming followed him to the examination room, and endured the summer sun exposure at the gate with a group of parents, so Lian Yan lost the opportunity to wait at the school gate. He didn't dare to meet Shen Yiming's eyes. If he couldn't see him, he could still comfort himself. Maybe Shen Yiming would forgive him. Even though I know it's impossible.

When taking the last English test, the signal around the campus had to be shielded, the signal of the mobile phone was fluctuating, and even the news could not be read. Lian Yan was so nervous that he jumped on the ground several times to relieve the tension. It was almost the same as his own college entrance examination. It's really worthless, and my brother is nervous about taking exams.

At 03:30, Lian Yan suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. He met Shen Yiming's eyes in a daze, subconsciously clenched his phone tightly, and stood there. Laughing, said: "The clothes are changed."

Lian Yan stood there bewildered, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"Come with me, Pingge will finish the exam in the afternoon." Shen Yiming still held the car key in his hand, making a crackling sound like a rainstorm, "Let's have a meal together, as a celebration, how about going to eat steak."

Even Yan suddenly wanted to cry, Shen Yiming didn't talk to him for a long time, didn't look at him directly, he thought that Shen Yiming would never talk to him again, to be exact, he didn't hear what Shen Yiming said, just " Mmmm" kept nodding, followed his shadow, and walked out of the villa.

The author says:

"The heat has never faded / You are a beautiful wound perhaps" is Leslie Cheung's "Red"