Do you know Tang Xin?

Mo Yifu hesitated for a long time at the door of the church, and finally chose to push the door open, because there was someone he liked behind the door.

Although one of them has left forever, he doesn't know how to face the other, that is, Lin Zi.

Mo Yifu walked to Lin Zi's side, and Lin Zi fell asleep leaning on the chair.

Mo Yifu didn't disturb him, and sat down in the same row on the other side of the aisle, waiting for Lin Zi to wake up.

Mo Yifu looked at the huge oil painting of an angel in front of it. In front of it was a table used by a priest. There were a row of candles on the table, 26 candles, exactly Tang Xin's age.

Tang Xin, oh Tang Xin, why did you appear in front of me and Lin Zi?

Mo Yifu stared at the slightly swaying candlelight, and Tang Xin's face that always smiled faintly appeared in front of his eyes, very similar to Lin Zi's.

Lin Zi suddenly became active and hardworking, Mo Yifu felt relieved and at the same time began to be inexplicably irritable. All these changes were all due to Tang Xin's appearance, even though he only appeared in front of each other twice and said a few words.

Lin Zi's death was a big blow to Lin Zi, Mo Yifu vaguely felt that there were other things involved, but Lin Zi didn't say that he couldn't guess it, and persuading Lin Zi for so long didn't work, Tang Xin just said a few words Lin Zi changed so much, Mo Yifu felt very angry.

What made Mo Yifu even more angry was that Tang Xin was very similar to Lin Zi in some places, so similar that he almost thought it was Lin Zi himself.

Mo Yifu thought it must be because Tang Xin appeared too suddenly, so he secretly found Tang Xin's email address in Lin Zi's computer, and wrote Tang Xin a letter to ask him to meet.

Tang Xin came as scheduled.

When Mo Yifu saw Tang Xin from a distance, his palms were sweating: he felt that Lin Zi who was standing on the balcony watching him play was walking towards him.

This day was Lin Zi's university graduation, Mo Yifu lied to Lin Zi for the first time.

Tang Xin wore a white shirt and jeans that day, looking just like Lin Zi in high school.

Mo Yifu took Tang Xin into the hotel, which is the place around the university.

Mo Yifu suddenly felt like the first time he stayed in Linzi.

Tang Xin kept smiling lightly, even when Mo Yifu threw him down.

Mo Yifu was about to take off Tang Xin's pants when Tang Xin's faint voice floated into Mo Yifu's ears.

I like it, not you.

Back home that night, Mo Yifu suddenly felt very angry when he met Lin Zi's expectant eyes.After scolding enough, he apologized the next day, but Mo Yifu knew what was wrong with him.

For a long time after that, whenever he saw Lin Zi's face, Mo Yifu would think of Tang Xin that night.

The bitten lips, the tightly closed eyes, the extremely low panting, the tight line of the neck raised because of the pain, the thin bare back.

And that torn white shirt.