Takeaway is poisonous

The Spring Festival in Ditan Park is open.

It looks beautiful, but it doesn't smell like butter.

It's rainy in spring, and when a gust of wind blows over, the petals are floating everywhere, with a kind of broken beauty.

Today is the weekend.

The Faculty of Liberal Arts has an open lecture class on classical philology, and Luo He is the keynote speaker.

"Are you ready?" The old professor came over to pat Luo He, and glanced at the documents in his hand.

"No problem." Luo He nodded at him.

In the meeting hall, except for the finale leaders, everyone who should be present has already taken their seats.

Luo He silently read the manuscript for the last time, turned on the computer and connected to the screen projection.

The computer that usually starts up in a few seconds, has been running code on a black screen today.

Luo He frowned, pressed the button to refresh, but there was no response.

The professor standing at the door greeted the dean of the Faculty of Arts and walked in.

Luo He turned around and got off the podium, intending to ask the seniors from the Internet Information Department to take a look.

As soon as his front foot landed on the ground, he heard a low cry from the conference hall.

Luo He glanced at them inexplicably, and followed their gaze towards the podium.

"..."

The conference hall is much larger than the classroom, and the projection screen on the podium is also very large.

At this moment, the huge projection screen is full of pink love hearts, and in the middle is a husky sticking out its tongue, shaking its head and holding a few large characters: "You son of a bitch!"

In the lower right corner, there is also a dynamic little flower sprinkler, with the words "I love you."

There were many students who were playing with their mobile phones with their heads down, but they all raised their heads due to a burst of exclamation.

The corner of Luohe's mouth twitched, and he walked up quickly to look at his computer screen.

Sure enough, the screen was full of pink hearts.

He clicked on the screen and there was no response, and he couldn't turn it off even if he forced it to shut down.

The seniors from the Internet Information Department also came over and found that even the projection equipment was controlled.

"Awesome, who wrote the program?"

Luo He didn't reply him, and he was a little bit dumbfounded.The only person beside him who plays computer games so smoothly is Xia Tian.

He clicked on the computer, and finally clicked on the three words "Love You", and the computer screen suddenly moved.

Black screen, then... a line of instructions.

"Tap me, tap me."

"..."

Luohe followed suit.

"kiss"

"hug"

"Kiss again"

"Pinch"

"Do something bad."

Many students in the conference hall watched the wave of coquettish operations on the projection screen, enjoying themselves.

Luo He is more fortunate that Xia Tian didn't write anything more excessive.

After clicking the last one, the computer screen was quiet for a while, and then I saw a lip keep getting bigger, and finally took up the entire screen for a kiss, and then a line of words popped up: "Boyfriend, happy birthday!"

"Wow~"

“So romantic~”

"My God, the school girl has a girlfriend?"

"So moved~"

The conference hall was very noisy, and the professor couldn't help coming up to ask what was going on.

The senior tried the computer and found that it had returned to normal. He raised his hand and patted Luo He, giving him a thumbs up: "Your brother and sister are very handsome!"

Luo He smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, raised his hand and pinched his thigh, held back his tears, and prepared to give a speech.

Originally, quite a few students came to make up the numbers, but because of the little farce before the start, many people became interested and listened carefully to Luohe's speech. The atmosphere of the audience was very good.

At the end of the report, when the dean left the venue, he smiled at Luohe and said, "Happy birthday."

Luo He bowed down to express his gratitude. After the dean left, a girl in the conference room started to lead a lot of people to stand and applaud Luo He, shouting, "Happy Birthday!"

Luo He looked at the audience in astonishment, unable to express his feelings in his heart.This is probably the time he has received the most blessings in his long life.

He bowed towards the audience.

Outside the window is a piece of "the water is shimmering and sunny", and inside the window is a school of "spring breeze and horseshoe disease".

After the Luo River ended, we took a taxi and rushed back to Xizhimen.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth along the way, he hugged the computer bag in his arms tightly, looked at the retrograde scenery outside the window, his heart was full of touch and happiness.

In fact, Xia Tian didn't know that Luo He still had classes today, the two of them quarreled too fiercely last night, when he said this, it was like a gust of wind hung in his ears, Xia Tian didn't remember it at all.

He programmed that program a day earlier, just for fun.

As a result, when he got up early in the morning, he found that Luohe was gone. When he saw the note on the table, he was stunned for a moment.

There was a knock at the door.

Xia Tian jumped and ran over to open the door, looked at the boy holding the computer, and asked, "Have you turned on the computer?"

Luo He didn't speak.

Walk into the house and close the door, put the computer bag on the shoe cabinet, then turn around and hug Xia Tian, ​​tightly strangling him in his arms.

The cherry blossoms in the community bloomed, and with the wind, a few fell on Luohe.

Xia Tian reached out to hug him, and touched his head.

Luo He rubbed against his shoulder, with a slight nasal voice: "Brother~"

The tail tune is very attractive with electricity, Xia Tian reached out and squeezed his waist: "Did you see the instructions on the computer, I will send you a real version experience, do you want?"

Hearing this, Luo He suppressed a smile, looked up at Xia Tian, ​​leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth, and poked his hand along the hem of his clothes: "Yes."

The spring is shining outside the window, and the spring is full of gardens inside the window. , It's really a spring full of people.

"Two spoonfuls of white sugar, two liang of noodles... how much is two liang?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know either."

"Brother, how do you use the egg beater? Will it spray out?"

"Try it, let's talk about it after spraying it out."

"Flour... bastard~" Xia Tian shouted with a smile.

"Huh?" Luo He turned his head to look at him, and then saw a hand of white flour calling towards him, slapping him right on the face

"..."

"Hahaha."

Luo He looked at the smiling Xia Xia, curled his lips, raised his hand to cover his head and rubbed against his head for a while.

"Hey! I'll go!" Xia Tian didn't stop her clapping, and instantly became the same white face as Luo He.

He rested his forehead and sighed, he really didn't want to be so childish, but he just couldn't hold back, grabbed a handful of flour and threw it over, covering Luohe's head and face.

Run outside before people react.

There was a clanging of bells from the kitchen to the bathroom.

Before Xia Tian closed the door, it was blocked by someone, leaving a small gap.

Luo He rubbed one eye and looked at him aggrievedly: "Brother, your eyes are squinted."

Xia Tian panicked when he heard it, he let go of the door and looked at his chin: "Hurry up and wash with water."

He Luo turned one eye and closed the other, staring at the worried Xia Tian, ​​when he approached, wrapped his arms around him and pressed him against the bathroom wall, clamped his chin and kissed him.

Both of them had flour on their faces, mixed into their mouths like eating raw noodles.

Deep in love, Xia Tian saw his originally closed eye open, nothing happened.

Angry and funny in my heart, I bit him hard on the corner of his mouth.

brat!

The two of them were supposed to make homemade cakes, but after a lot of fussing, they didn't make anything, and almost blew up the kitchen.

Xia Tian sighed again, should I send the pup to the old university for a few years of cooking.

In the evening, Xia Tian made a bowl of handmade longevity noodles for Luohe with the flour that was still available.

It looks edible, at least without coriander.

"You don't eat coriander, why do you put it every time?"

Lu Yuan looked at the people standing beside him amusedly, staring at the coriander he sprinkled into the bowl.

"Don't you like to eat?" Xia Hao was in a daze just now, and came back to look at him.

Lu Yuan paused for a while, and smiled casually: "I don't like it anymore."

Ever since I knew you didn't like it, I haven't eaten it again.

Xia Hao glanced at him inexplicably.

When I first met Lu Yuan, the deepest influence was that he liked to eat coriander, because he really hated it.

"Take it out." Lu Yuan handed the dish to him, patted him, and walked out first.

"You are serving one." Xia Hao looked at the several bowls on the marble and frowned.

"I'm going to the toilet."

"..."

The vernal equinox has passed and the days are getting longer.

Xia Hao sat at the dining table waiting for Lu Yuan, dragging his chin with his fingers and looking out the window.

This is Lu Yuan's house. He lives in the upper floors of Fanyue.108.

Looking down from the window, you can overlook most of Chaoyang District.

It was getting dark, and the exterior wall lights of Wangjing SOHO not far away were lit.From a distance, it looks more like three eggs.

"Why don't you eat?"

Xia Hao turned his head to look at the person who came back, the air was tinged with the faint smell of tobacco.

Lu Yuan sat down and looked at the frowning man, reached out and shook him: "Just one, it's fine."

Xia Hao didn't speak, but his face became colder and colder.

Unable to bear it, Lu Yuan raised his hands to assure him: "I won't smoke anymore, I swear!"

The two stalemate for a while before Xia Hao looked away and began to eat.

When Lu Yuan was in college, he smoked and drank like crazy for a period of time, which almost ruined his health.

Xia Hao sent him to the hospital, and the doctor urged him to try not to touch alcohol and tobacco in the future.

He remembered this to the present, as if he was the one who was sick, and quit drinking and smoking.

After dinner, the two sat side by side on the ground leaning on the sofa and watching TV.

Lu Yuan handed over the cherry tomatoes in the fruit plate.

Xia Hao took it and put it beside him, with his head on his knees in a daze.

The two were quiet and no one spoke.

Lu Yuan is waiting.

Every time Xia Hao came to his house on his own initiative, it was when he was in the lowest mood and most uncomfortable.It seems that this is his safe haven, and he will come over when he is injured.

Lu Yuan once laughed at him: "When you get married in the future, will you come here as soon as you have something to do?"

Xia Hao looked at him and asked frankly, "Is there anything wrong?"

"..."

Why not, if you want, of course I will always say yes.

The living room can turn on the light, and the white light of the TV printed the shadows of the two on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Xia Hao stuffed a cherry tomato into his mouth, his mouth full of sourness.

"My parents accepted Luohe."

"I know." Lu Yuan nodded, Luo He told him.

"But I can't accept it." Xia Hao looked up at him, "They didn't want to lose their son, but they couldn't accept it at all. When I went home that day, I heard my mother crying outside the door, and she said sorry for Xia Tian."

Lu Yuan looked at his face close at hand, and reached out to rub the broken hair on his forehead.

He knew what Xia Hao wanted to say next.

He felt that all the faults were his.The eldest son of the family, Xia Tian's elder brother.Since he was sensible, Xia Hao put a shackle on himself, and took on everything in the family as a matter of course.

In the eyes of those who can no longer accept what happened in Xia Tian, ​​it is a kind of disease.The feeling of remorse in the family is like knowing that the child has stomach cancer because he did not take good care of it.

Morbid yet self-righteous.

Lu Yuan didn't know what to say, and Xia Hao said a lot of things like pouring beans, without mentioning himself in a sentence, but blaming himself in every sentence.

He stretched out his arms to hug him, Xia Hao leaned his head on his shoulder, and gradually fell asleep.

The outside began to become quiet, and the silent TV inside the house cast different lights on the two of them as the plot changed.

Lu Yuan kept watching TV, but his thoughts drifted far away.

He remembered the nausea and panic in his heart when the university found out that something was wrong with him.

He went crazy and hurt himself, but he couldn't forget the person on top of his heart.

If homosexuality is really a disease, it is even the most poisonous kind in the world, it hurts so much that it hurts so much.