Two slow-moving people fall in love

Han Xuan sometimes feels that he is like a domesticated fish, living in a water tank with a suitable temperature, no one else can get in, and he won't go out, no matter how noisy the outside is, it can't get into his ears.

But now, his fish tank is cracked, and those things that he didn't care about at first swarmed in along the crack.

It has been more than ten days, and he has resumed his study routine, leaving early and returning late every day, spending the whole day in the practice room, hardly going out in the middle, and not daring to have a moment of leisure.

He was afraid that he would run into Limon when he went out, and he was also afraid that he would not be able to resist searching for more information about that matter when he was free.

Fortunately, Ye Yunyi was also busy these few days, so he made an appointment with Han Xuan once, but he declined, but he didn't notice anything unusual about him yet.

Wang Haoran found a part-time job outside this semester. He wasn’t too busy. He came back early today. Han Xuan blew the wind the night before and didn’t sleep well at night. He woke up with a low-grade fever. In fact, it wasn't a good time to stay, so I simply didn't go out, and cooked for two people by the way.

He had something on his mind and didn't have much appetite, so he put down his chopsticks after eating in a hurry.

Wang Haoran was so hungry, he went to fill another bowl after eating one bowl: "You eat too little, won't it burn again?"

Han Xuan said: "No, I have no appetite."

With a pale face, he picked up the phone again.

After Wang Haoran packed his food, he stood up, glanced over, saw the logo on the website, and asked him casually.

"Why do you still like gossip posts?"

Han Xuan's hand trembled, and he pressed the lock screen reflexively, looking at him with nervous eyes.

Wang Haoran didn't notice it, he was just teasing casually, he didn't actually read the content of the webpage, so he returned to his seat and picked up the bowl again.

But Han Xuan didn't know, he just took a look at him and saw it thoroughly.

He was silent for a while, then said, "Do you think it's true?"

Wang Haoran had just eaten half of the meal, and was confused: "What?"

Han Xuan pointed to the phone: "This post."

Wang Haoran wanted to say something, but he raised his eyes to see Han Xuan's serious face, and silently swallowed the words back.

He was holding a bowl with a half-eaten spare rib between his chopsticks, and under Han Xuan's heavy gaze, he was forced to brainstorm on the spot.

What could make Han Xuan waste his time in gossip forums and still be so serious about authenticity?

This is actually not difficult to guess.He quickly thought of the rumor.

...He didn't know it until now, did he?Wang Haoran looked at his expression and felt a little bad.

"You mean Ye Yunyi and... Limon?" He bit the bullet and asked.

Han Xuan frowned slightly.

It looks like it is.

Wang Haoran had no choice but to continue to bite the bullet and said, "Didn't he... tell you before?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew he was wrong.

Sure enough, Han Xuan looked away and his face became even uglier.

Wang Haoran put down the bowl and chopsticks, wishing he could slap himself three times.

What is this called.He secretly slandered that Ye Yunyi, that scumbag, fell in love and didn't even explain his dark history clearly. Isn't this just waiting for something to happen!

"...he didn't say that."

Han Xuan suddenly said, "Maybe it's because I haven't asked him."

He glanced at the phone again, and his voice was a little difficult: "I checked it, and it doesn't feel...it's fake."

Wang Haoran scratched his hair, a little anxious - he was afraid that Han Xuan would be wronged, "Then is there anything unusual about him recently?"

Han Xuan thought about it, and felt that being busy with work shouldn't be considered abnormal, so he shook his head.

Wang Haoran looked at him anxiously, realizing that with his brain, he might not be able to see anything abnormal.

He changed the way of asking: "Does he often go to your dance company?"

Han Xuan said: "I've been there a few times, pick me up for dinner."

"Upstairs?"

"No."

"Didn't meet Limon?"

Han Xuan shook his head, remembering that Wu Ke wanted to hitch a ride that day, but was stopped by Limon's stern expression.

Could it be that he is avoiding meeting Ye Yun?

Is it because you are afraid of being seen for something, or is it simply to avoid suspicion after ending a relationship?

Wang Haoran clicked his tongue and asked, "Then does he have a Limon phone number?"

"some."

"What is written in the note?"

Han Xuan said, "It's Limon."

"Is it Limon? The English letter Limon?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Wang Haoran heaved a sigh of relief.

It doesn't sound like there is any special relationship, but I don't know why I didn't confess.

However, after initially confirming that Ye Yunyi did not feel sorry for Han Xuan, he could temporarily relax.

"I think, Xuan'er, you've seen this too." He raised his chin towards the phone, "Although what he said is sensible, we are not the parties involved, so there is no way to make this judgment."

"You and Ye Yunyi, since you two are already together, no matter what happened in the past, you are his boyfriend now. If you want to know whether this is true or not, just ask him directly."

Han Xuan sat at the table, still holding the phone in his hand, his eyes fell on a certain point without support, and he seemed to be in a state of concentration.

Wang Haoran waited for a while, but did not wait for him to speak.

The person in front of him was stunned, his face was sickly pale, and he didn't look energetic at all, Wang Haoran took a few more glances, and couldn't help but become more worried.

"Xuan'er...Han Xuan?"

Han Xuan blinked and responded softly.

His head was dizzy, as if he had been stuffed with a large ball of cotton, it took a long time for Wang Haoran's words to enter his mind.

ask yourself...

He nodded, seeming to approve of the suggestion.

Wang Haoran said: "You should eat more, how can you recover your strength if you are not full?"

Han Xuan said lightly: "It's okay... I'll go in and have a rest, you..."

"Go in and lie down for a while, I'll clean up here after eating." Wang Haoran waved his hand: "Don't forget to take the medicine—have you bought the medicine yet?"

Han Xuan nodded, got up and went back to the room.

The windows in the room were tightly closed. I didn't feel it at first, but now I wandered around outside before entering, and it seemed a bit stuffy.

Han Xuan patted his forehead lightly and pushed open the window, taking a deep breath.

Maybe it was because of his illness, but he always felt that there was a lump in his heart, which he couldn't get rid of, couldn't digest, and made him uncomfortable.

There was a desk in front of the window, and Han Xuan took advantage of the opportunity to sit down, resting his arms on his head in a daze.

However, he didn't stay for long - Ye Yunyi's phone call came in immediately.

Han Xuan sat up straight as a conditioned reflex.

"……What's wrong?"

There was a chuckle on the other end, and the voice sounded a little tired: "I miss you, I just checked my phone after a day's meeting... why didn't I send a message all day? Did you eat?"

Han Xuan hummed: "I just ate it, did you eat it?"

"Not yet." Ye Yunyi paused: "Why are you so listless, is it uncomfortable?"

He said: "Limon said you didn't go to the dance troupe today, are you sick?"

Han Xuan lowered his head and scratched the corner of the table with his fingers.

"Limon said", these two words stood out from the sentence, magnified countless times, and perfectly filled every gap in his mind.

His body seemed to be burning again, and the sudden increase in body temperature completely took away his last bit of autonomous consciousness.

The words lingering in his heart blurted out.

"You guys...what's your relationship with Limon?"

The other end was obviously silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, his tone was obviously serious:

"I want to apologize to you for this.

"He and I used to have a relationship above that of friends, but it ended peacefully for our own reasons—this was before I returned to China."

Ye Yunyi didn't know where she went, the footsteps became clear all of a sudden, and there was an echo when she spoke: "It's just ordinary friends now... Are you at home?"

Han Xuan was taken aback by this sudden turn: "...in the room."

"That's good."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Xuan heard a knock on the door from the living room, almost in sync with the one on the receiver, with a half-second delay.

He stood up and leaned against the table, staring at the door.

"Who?"

"Hi, I'm looking for Han Xuan."

The phone was not hung up, Han Xuan heard the door opening, and the sound of cloth rubbing when Ye Yunyi bent over to change shoes.

Ye Yunyi greeted Wang Haoran and went straight to his room.

The voice stopped outside the door, the door was not knocked, Ye Yunyi called him on the phone.

"Can I go in?"

Han Xuan hummed lightly.

Ye Yunyi pushed open the door.

The eyes of the two met, Han Xuan panicked for no reason, and lowered his eyebrows.

Ye Yunyi approached, "Why didn't you go to lie down?"

Han Xuan's complexion was really bad, before he could speak, Ye Yunyi's hand was already on his forehead.

"I have a fever, have you taken your medicine?"

He tried his body temperature, and put his warm palm on Han Xuan's side face.

Han Xuan blushed: "I haven't called you yet, so I forgot."

After he finished speaking, he felt that it was wrong, and he always felt that the tone seemed to blame.

"Then take the medicine first."

Ye Yunyi took out the medicine and watched him take it, then pressed him on the bed: "Sleep a little longer."

Han Xuan said: "No, not sleepy anymore."

After a pause, he added, "Really."

Ye Yunyi: "Then close your eyes and rest your mind?"

Han Xuan shook his head: "Why are you here?"

"I should have come here sooner."

Ye Yunyi's tone was slightly annoyed: "I had a meeting all day, and I didn't realize that my phone was out of battery. If Xiao Zhao hadn't charged it up just now, I'd still be sitting in the conference room stupidly."

Han Xuan smiled, then worried again: "You are here, what about the meeting?"

"It's okay, there is also the vice president." Ye Yunyi said: "The company has a lot of things these days, so I didn't take care of you."

Han Xuan smiled and said it's okay: "It's just a fever."

Ye Yunyi looked at him disapprovingly: "No disease can be 'just'."

Han Xuan nodded, staring at his slippers distractedly.

"you……"

The arrival of Ye Yunyi gave him sobriety to a certain extent, so that the words that could be blurted out became difficult to say again.

"You and Li—"

He paused, and found that he was not very happy to mention these two people at the same time.

"What about you and him, what else, didn't you say?"

Ye Yunyi was taken aback for a moment, and thought to herself that she was going to ask the teacher for a crime.

Even though the teacher was so happy that he didn't have any momentum, the person who asked the crime was actually less confident than the person who was questioned.

Ye Yunyi very cooperatively explained the whole process from meeting to breaking up. It had been over for so many years, and he had actually let it go long ago. At this time, he said it in a flat narrative tone, and ended it in a few words.

The past stories of Ye Yunyi and Limon are spread on the Internet, but in fact, the story between these two people is nothing more than an ordinary story of "starting with seeing each other, falling into three views, and finally having a disagreement in personality".

Han Xuan went to the doctor in a hurry these few days. He almost refused all kinds of explanations, and his heart went up and down many times. Now that he had heard the original story and saw his straightforward and natural attitude, he felt a little bit wrong.

Still free.He couldn't help laughing at himself, this matter was already a thing of the past, so what's the point of digging it out now.

But he clearly thought so in his heart, but he couldn't control his mouth: "Auntie, Lin Zhong and the others, do you know?"

Ye Yunyi's complexion turned weird for a moment, but she still admitted honestly: "I had dinner together at Christmas that year."

His tone was calm and steady, and it seemed that he was indeed peaceful.

But Han Xuan didn't know how entangled Ye Yunyi's heart was during that moment of color change.

He told himself from the beginning that he must never lie to Han Xuan, but at that moment he subconsciously wanted to hide it.

Han Xuan is usually not such a person who likes to get to the bottom of things, he knows.It was precisely because he knew that now that Han Xuan kept asking him, he became more and more aware of how much this person cared.

That's why he was even more worried, if he said it, it would cause this person to think again.

As expected, Han Xuan nodded calmly and stopped talking.

Ye Yunyi's heart tightened.

"Actually, before that performance, we had..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Xuan rolled his eyes at him.

Han Xuan didn't say a word, but he immediately understood the meaning of restraint in that smile.

When the explanation came to his lips, he just swallowed it back.

The sky gradually darkened, and the last twilight finally disappeared.

A bird somewhere outside the window flew over leisurely, accompanied by a series of funny and strange calls.

Han Xuan sat on the bed and suddenly laughed.

Ye Yunyi immediately seized the opportunity and said, "What's wrong?"

"That bird," Han Xuan pointed out the window: "It's so funny, like a girl getting angry."

This time Ye Yunyi didn't hold back either, and looked at him amusedly: "This description is really..."

Han Xuan glanced at him quickly, protested: "I'm an art student, you are so strict."

Ye Yunyi spread her hands helplessly: "Listen to me, this description is really vivid and unconstrained."

Han Xuan turned his face sideways, curled his lips secretly.

Thanks to the birdsong, most of the embarrassing silence dissipated, and he came back to his senses, only then remembered that he had forgotten something very important.

"You...haven't you eaten yet?"

Ye Yunyi was startled, he had been nervous since he never entered the door, he was afraid that something wrong would upset Han Xuan, how could he have the courage to mention eating, at this moment he relaxed, and the hunger surged in again.

Han Xuan got out of bed and knocked his head in frustration.

"Oh, I really... can forget all of this. What do you want to eat? Wait a minute and I'll make it soon, oops, I didn't prepare any snacks... Or, or I'll go down and buy some snacks first, and you wait while you eat? "

The more he talked, the more angry he became with himself, and he couldn't help making circles in the room.

Ye Yunyi laughed to herself, thinking she was so cute, "You're still sick, lie down. I'll eat when I get home."

"No, no, you've already had a meeting all day..."

"I've already had a meeting all day, and it's not too late."

Ye Yunyi smiled at him and glanced at the phone.

"By the way, how long did you ask Limon for leave this time?"

Han Xuan said: "One day."

"Hmm... two more days, please?"

"Eh?" Han Xuan asked suspiciously, "I, I'll recover after a little more sleep. It's really fine."

Ye Yunyi didn't answer, but smiled mysteriously.

"Ah..." Han Xuan nodded, he understood, Ye Yunyi had other arrangements, "Okay."

He returned to his previous appearance - as long as Ye Yunyi said, he was willing to obey, regardless of the reason or the content, and believed in the other party without reservation.

Just like a devout believer, his love is his original intention, his motivation, and his supreme belief.

It's just that neither the believer himself nor the faith itself has yet realized this.

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