Two slow-moving people fall in love

That night, Han Xuan had a dream.

I can't remember the content of the dream clearly, I just remember that I was in a bad mood in the dream, so that after waking up, his first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief.

The room was dark, he rubbed his eyes, stretched out his hand to his side, the touch was cold, he didn't know where he was gone.

He turned over, stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, then got up and got out of bed.

The tour of the dance troupe came to an end, and Limon gave everyone a week off with a big wave of his hand.

"Take a good rest this week." He said, "There is a performance on the 20th, don't forget to come back to work next week."

Han Xuan hung up the towel and walked out of the room with his mobile phone.

To his surprise, Ye Yunyi was talking on the phone in the restaurant, when she heard the voice, she turned to look at him: "Are you awake?"

Han Xuan stood at the door of the bedroom and gave a naive "hmm".

Ye Yunyi gave some instructions to the other end and hung up the phone.

Seeing that he was wearing home clothes, Han Xuan wondered, "Don't you have to go to work today?"

"I finished my work a while ago, and I happen to be at home with you these few days."

Ye Yunyi served Han Xuan a bowl of porridge, "Taste it."

Han Xuan sat down, took a spoon and put it in his mouth, "...Did you do it?"

Ye Yunyi said: "I don't make this often, does it taste okay?"

He nodded: "It's delicious." After he finished speaking, he took another bite, and smiled at Ye Yunyi with his lips pursed.

A strand of his hair was messed up, slightly curled up, making his whole body softer.

Ye Yunyi sat across from him, supporting him with one hand, and put some spring rolls and side dishes on his plate from time to time.

The two of them ate quietly while the other watched quietly. There was a charming atmosphere on the small dining table.

However, the atmosphere could not continue to ferment, and was broken by a phone call.

Han Xuan took a look at the phone, a little surprised: "Wang Haoran...?"

Ever since he moved out, his contact with Wang Haoran has gradually decreased, and occasionally he had contact with him, and it was just a few words of greeting on WeChat.

I don't know what it is for today, but I suddenly called.

He picked it up, only to hear the other end say: "Xuan'er, are you up?"

"Get up." Han Xuan said, "What's wrong?"

He is really not good at communication, and he asked people "what's the matter" when he came up, which was a bit unreasonable.

Fortunately, Wang Haoran understood his character, so he didn't take it to heart, and said straight to the point: "When will you come out for a meal? How long have we not seen each other?"

"Okay." Han Xuan said happily, "I'm free this week."

"Then let's do it today. It's better to hit the sun than choose the day."

"today……"

Han Xuan didn't expect him to be so straightforward, but he said it himself when he was free. No matter how dull he was, he knew it would be difficult to change his words at this time, so he could only say: "Then you set a time."

"Okay, I'll send you a WeChat message later." Wang Haoran said cheerfully, "Oh yes, there is one more thing."

"you say."

"Isn't it because you are back, everyone is thinking about getting together when they have time."

He paused, and changed his tone: "Actually, it was Li Guo who made it up...... Got it."

Han Xuan didn't understand.

"Hey, she has always liked you, you really don't know?"

I do not know.Han Xuan thought to himself, how is this possible: "You made a mistake."

"The whole class and the whole major can see it, but you can't see it." Wang Haoran said: "I have liked you since the freshman year, and I heard from Yang Xiaomeng a few days ago that I have rejected four men for half a year. waiting for you."

Han Xuan heard it in a cloud, and said "ah" dryly.

"What's your reaction..." Wang Haoran was helpless: "Forget it, you won't be able to figure it out for a while, so let's talk about it later."

"……Oh."

"Then I'll hang up and send you a WeChat message later."

"good."

Han Xuan listened to the phone on the other end and sat there without moving.

During his four years in college, because of his poor financial situation, he almost never attended class gatherings. As time passed, everyone stopped calling him, only Li Guo, who always called to inquire.

He always thought that this was due to the girl's sense of responsibility as the monitor, and she blamed herself for causing trouble to others.

But according to Wang Haoran, maybe she was in love with him at that time, and the phone calls were all selfish.

Han Xuan slowly came to his senses.

In other words, the purpose of Li Guo organizing this gathering is also for himself.

It's been so long, yet she still thinks about...

Or--

Subconsciously, Han Xuan thought of that Weibo.

Ye Yunyi went to the room to change clothes, he was the only one in the living room at this time.

By accident, he turned on his phone, searched for the ID from last night according to his memory, and clicked on the homepage.

That Weibo is gone.

The avatar is the same, the ID is the same, he is 100% sure that he has searched correctly.

But nothing has changed on her homepage, except for that Weibo.

Han Xuan grabbed the phone and looked up, looking into the bedroom.

Again.

He remembered the last two performances of this tour, Ye Yunyi finally fulfilled his promise and came to the scene to watch his performance.

God knows how happy he was when he found that longing face in the audience, he even felt his heart beating and trembling violently in his chest cavity.

But when he called the curtain call, the man disappeared again.

When he returned to the backstage, there was only a farewell text message lying on his phone, which was a hasty confession.

Ever since he proposed to go to the company, Ye Yunyi always had one reason or another to avoid the two of them interacting in public.

Han Xuan knew—he knew from the very beginning—there was too much difference between himself and this person. He had no father, no mother, no support, and he was just a fresh graduate. Some people even called him an actor before. .

But Ye Yunyi is different. He has a prominent family background, ability, and capital. No matter where he is placed, he is looked up to by people.

This cruel contrast is like a thorn hidden in his clothes. It may be harmless at ordinary times, but it can always pop up without warning at certain times, stabbing hard into his flesh, and bringing out a string of tiny blood beads.

I'm working on it.he thinks.

Try to prove yourself, try to catch up with you, and try to stand by your side.

Is it because I'm too slow?

It's too slow, is he impatient to wait any longer?

Han Xuan took a deep breath and suddenly felt anxious.

Can anyone tell me what to do.

Helplessness, bewilderment, and fear wove into a dense net, enveloping him in it.

As long as he thought of that possibility, he would be breathless.

He longed for this warmth so much.

But now, this warmth may have to give up on him.

He could never find such a person again.

What should I do...