Attempted first love

The landmark building not far away suddenly lit up with neon lights, rehearsing a light show for the upcoming National Day.

The red light flickered, cutting through the boundless night, like a countdown to some kind of danger.

Xia Yan was distracted for a while, and briefly recalled the kiss just now.

Probably because of drinking, Lu Zhouyu's lips were cool and moist, and his lower lip was plump and plump, so that he couldn't help biting it, it was indeed very soft, and he bit it back not to be outdone.

There was a slight tingling at the corner of the lip, probably from being bitten through the skin.

Lu Zhouyu was leaning back on the back of the chair, with his head slightly tilted back, as if nothing had happened, his expression was as calm as his tone of voice.

What did he just say?

When the red light flashed again, Xia Yan slowly recalled what he said, "Is this the bet you want?"

For a moment, Xia Yan even felt admiration for him.

When the kiss happened just now, it was clear that the two of them were immersed in it, but he was able to find a way out for each other the first time they separated, and easily resolved this inexplicable kiss with "bets".

"Yeah, it's the bet I want, and you really paid for it."

Xia Yan pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled easily, the wound started to hurt sharply.

He licked the wound, and said again: "But my mouth was bitten by you, what's the deal?"

He asked for an explanation as if joking, but he couldn't say why, maybe only by making it a joke, could he cover up the somewhat unbalanced heartbeat.

After a long time without getting a response, Xia Yanfu laughed at himself again.

Over the years, he has participated in many exhibitions in the name of love, showing various forms, such as kissing, hugging, holding hands, hurting, sex...

There are thousands of carriers of love, but the thousands of carriers are also independent and can be clearly distinguished from love.

What can a fluffy kiss mean.

Besides, he is no longer the youthful boy he used to be, who would suffer from insomnia for nearly a whole night because of a kiss.

The raindrops hit the car in a hurry, and the glass looked like a mighty army. The small car seemed to be swaying in the wind and rain.

never mind.Xia Yan thought, it doesn't make any sense.

Before he could speak, Lu Zhouyu raised his hand to undo the first button of his shirt, turned his neck back and forth, and asked with a half-smile, "How do you want to count?"

Xia Yan didn't expect that he would agree to this unreasonable request. He didn't know how to answer for a moment. His eyes followed Lu Zhouyu's movements and fell on his open neckline. He saw that the shoulder of the shirt was being grasped by him. of folds.

After being dazed for a moment, he rubbed his palms, "I have to think about it this time."

Lu Zhouyu nodded and unfastened his seat belt: "Then I'm leaving, be careful on the road, thank you for today."

"polite."

Xia Yan watched him walk out of the car, opened his umbrella, stood on the sidewalk and waved.He also waved, and then held the steering wheel again with both hands, but he didn't start the car for a long time, and he stopped looking out.

After a while, the lights of the landmark building went out, and it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Xia Yan started the car, and before he stepped on the accelerator, the window beside him was knocked twice.

He lowered the car window, and Lu Zhouyu stood beside the car with an umbrella, bowed his waist, and looked at him through the car door.There was a chaotic rain curtain behind him, water droplets slipped down the umbrella sticky, and some splashed on his face.

Inexplicably made him look a little embarrassed.

While breathing, Xia Yan smelled the alcohol on his body again, and suddenly he didn't want to push the kiss away easily, he rubbed his lips with his fingertips, pretending to be worried: "What should I do, I just forgot that you drank alcohol , I won't be found out for drunk driving in a while, right?"

Lu Zhouyu shrugged his shoulders with a smile, raised his chin and signaled to the hotel behind him: "Then what should I do, or sleep here tonight?"

Xia Yan choked on him, said "Forget it", and then slowly raised the car window, "You go back quickly, I'm leaving."

"Xia Yan." Lu Zhouyu held down the rising glass with one hand, the veins on the back of his hand were faintly visible, covered with a layer of wet rain film.

After the window stopped, he withdrew his hand, looked straight into Xia Yan's eyes, and calmly narrated: "The art museum project was entrusted by a mentor, and I will go back to England after it is over."

"Ah," Xia Yan looked at him, nodded quickly after realizing it, "Oh."

The exhibition is over - the exhibition lasts for a month, which means that Lu Zhouyu will leave again in one month.

"I see, is there anything else?"

"It's gone." Lu Zhouyu straightened up and took a step back.

"I'm leaving."

"Well, be careful on the road."

Before Lu Zhouyu could finish saying "Be careful on the road", Xia Yan had already raised all the car windows, and the second half of that sentence was caught in the air, and soon landed at the rear of the car.

After driving for a certain distance, Xia Yan took a look in the rearview mirror. It was raining too much, and he couldn't see anything except faint spots of light.

He looked away again, and drove slowly all the way home.

When he arrived at the convenience store in the community, Xia Yan opened the car door and ran in, his hair was immediately soaked.

The clerk was a young boy who had never seen him before, and he raised his head while saying "Welcome". When he saw Xia Yan, he froze for a moment, thinking that he was here to shelter from the rain, and pointed to the door, "There is an umbrella over there, you can take it first use."

"Thank you, no need." Xia Yan stood on the carpet at the door, shaking off the raindrops on his body before walking in, "Buy a pack of cigarettes."

The clerk looked at him, "What cigarettes do you want?"

Xia Yan inspected the shelves behind him, looked back and forth, tapped his fingers on the countertop and asked, "Is there a red flag canal?"

"Red Flag Canal?" The clerk repeated, "Smoke?"

"Well, a kind of cigarette produced in the Central Plains, red box."

"No, I am sorry."

"It's okay." Xia Yan took out his mobile phone to scan the code, "Then just bring me a bag, and a lighter."

Xia Yan walked out of the convenience store with a cigarette in his hand, stood under the eaves, and didn't really want to go home. The movement made by the goldfish at home was too small, he might as well listen to the rain outside, so he took a few steps and sat in the seat outside the store. chair.

There was no one around at this time, Xia Yan opened his legs regardless of his appearance, and sat slumped on the plastic seat, with his neck resting on the back of the chair, his head thrown back, and a lit cigarette between his fingers.

The eyes fell on the patterns on the outdoor parasols, the orange ice tea advertisement, and the smoke slowly rising, blurring the vision.

What did Lu Zhouyu mean when he said that he would return to the UK after the project was over?Why did you tell yourself specifically?

Is it to make him hurry up and think about what to do with his mouth being bitten?

still--

After that kiss happened ten years ago, Xia Yan felt dizzy and his heart beat like a drum.

At that time Lu Zhouyu said: "Love is very troublesome, but kissing is very simple."

So he also pretended to be calm and breezy, and wiped his lips, "It's quite simple."

In fact, he couldn't calm down for a long time until the two of them climbed the tree again and returned to the dormitory to lie down.

That night Xia Yan even forgot that he was afraid of the dark, he didn't turn on the small desk lamp, stared at the dark ceiling, and didn't fall asleep until dawn when he heard cocks crowing and dogs barking from the mountains.

Before closing his eyes, Xia Yan thought vaguely, tomorrow he should ask Lu Zhouyu, where is the trouble in love?

Oh no.He thought again, it seemed that he had never seen the world by asking this question.

Then ask what his name is, that's always okay, right?

It's funny to say that after being together for a month, he didn't even know Lu Zhouyu's name.Everyone called him "Brother Yu" when he was in the studio, and he only scribbled two letters in the signature of each painting, and they never used the title in their daily conversations, and they all started directly with "you".

The next day, Xia Yan slept until noon, the weather was gloomy, the room was as dark as evening, and there was floating dust in the air, like noise on an old film.

After waking up, he sat on the upper bunk in a daze for a long time, thinking of that kiss, and got out of bed in a hurry, only to find that the bed was empty.

Until the real evening fell and the one-month training camp ended, he never saw Lu Zhouyu again.

Xia Yan stopped recalling, sat up straight, the cigarette in his hand was almost exhausted, he raised it to his mouth and slowly inhaled.

and so--

Does Lu Zhouyu mean to say goodbye by saying that?

Because I left without saying goodbye after the first kiss, so this time I announced the departure time in advance?

What's going on here, ten years late to check and fill in the gaps?

The puff of smoke slid deep enough, and was exhaled long again.

Xia Yan couldn't help laughing twice, and raised his hand to touch the corner of his mouth.After a while, the wound has begun to scab, and probably no trace will be visible after a month.