meet on slag road

At this time, there were still a few minutes before class time, and the students in the corridor were bustling.Mu Qing had no interest in showing embarrassment in public, so after Yu Yifeng came out, he took him to the teacher's lounge not far away.

After closing the door, all the surrounding noises disappeared, leaving only the wordless silence between the two of them.

Yu Yifeng looked at Mu Qing's thinner figure than before, and felt a sharp pain in his heart. Just as he was about to ask him how he was doing recently, Mu Qing preemptively said, "Tell me, you came here today , what exactly do you want to do?"

"I——I just want to meet you." Yu Yifeng looked at him, not hiding the nostalgia and distress in his eyes, "I'm sorry, I did something wrong before, I shouldn't make excuses to lie to you, let alone hide it from you .”

Yu Yifeng was affectionate, but the expression on Mu Qing's face did not change at all.There was no joy, no sadness, no anger, not even the displeasure from seeing Yu Yifeng at first.

He just raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yu Yifeng, showing a very faint, almost negligible smile: "Really? You want to see me, so you check my information, find my school, and chase after me to interfere with me." classroom?"

The slightly rising ending sounded obviously questioning, Yu Yifeng panicked for a moment, and immediately wanted to excuse himself: "No, I just—"

Subconsciously, Yu Yifeng wanted to tell Mu Qing the excuses he had prepared before. He wanted to tell Mu Qing that he came to St. Petersburg only because of a business trip, and that he only checked the courses of nearby universities because he wanted to learn Russian. I didn't check it on purpose.But when he was about to blurt out the words, he suddenly noticed Mu Qing's eyes.

Those beautiful eyes that once made my heart flutter at a glance lost the tenderness and tenderness of the past, only the obvious disgust and impatience remained.The owner of the eyes will no longer lean on his shoulder to read books, will no longer read poetry collections to himself when he is happy, and will not look forward to his arrival on the next rainy night.

And these were all caused by his clever concealment and deception in the past.

It was he who pushed Mu Qing away from his side time and time again.

The person in front of him didn't respond for a long time, and Mu Qing still had classes, so he didn't plan to wait any longer.He raised his hand and glanced at the time on the watch, and said, "If you don't want to say it, then please go back—"

"I'm sorry." Yu Yifeng's trembling voice suddenly interrupted him, "But I didn't check your privacy. I know you don't like it, so I went to the school's official website to read one by one. It's the same level as Chaohai University. There aren't many schools, so I found you quickly."

"I was going to come to you right away, but I didn't come right away because of something—no, not something, because of illness. I know I was a jerk before, and I let my emotional hurt You, let yourself suspect you, I'm sorry for you, but I really miss you."

"Even if you hate me, I want to see you again, I—"

His words were interrupted by a hand that suddenly caressed his cheek.

Mu Qing didn't know when he walked up to Yu Yifeng, stretched out his hand to gently wipe his cheek, and then supported his chin to make him raise his head.

The slender fingers with thin calluses were still a bit cold in late autumn, but Yu Yifeng's mood was suddenly ignited by this subtle movement.

The hope in his heart rose like a balloon being blown up, Yu Yifeng didn't dare to act rashly, he could only freeze his body and look at him at a loss.

Mu Qing observed the expression on Yu Yifeng's face, and seemed to be surprised for a moment when he saw his flushed eyes, but this surprise was quickly replaced by a gentle smile.

Yu Yifeng was so excited by his smile that he forgot the rest of the words in an instant: "I...you..."

Cold fingertips brushed the corners of his eyes, and Mu Qing had a smile on his face: "Yu Yifeng, are you really in love with me?"

"I—" A frenzied heartbeat came from his chest, Yu Yifeng indulged in his smile, and tried his best to keep himself awake, "Yes, I love you very much. From the first time I saw you, I I fell in love with you at first sight.”

"Really?" Mu Qing looked at the obsession on Yu Yifeng's face, but suddenly there was a hint of mockery in his voice, "Thank you so much."

He let go of his hand and took a step back, took out a pack of alcohol wipes from his pocket, tore them open, and quietly wiped the fingers that touched Yu Yifeng's face: "It's getting late, Mr. Yu, I'm going to class. If you don't need to study, don't waste the school's teaching resources, please go back."

Yu Yifeng watched him throw the tissue he wiped his hands into the trash can, and felt that the blood all over his body froze instantly.He subconsciously stood in front of Mu Qing, looked at him and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Huh? Don't you understand what I mean? I thought that a smart person like Mr. Yu would understand it right away." Mu Qing looked at him, and the painted smile on his face finally faded away. The original indifference was lost, "Since you didn't understand, then I'll just say it straight."

"Yu Yifeng, I did like you once, and I also thought about what our future will be like when we are together." Mu Qing looked at the hope in the eyes of the person in front of him, but felt absurd and ridiculous in his heart.

He stared at Yu Yifeng and paused every word: "But this is all in the past. Now I don't like you, I don't love you, I don't want to have anything to do with you, let alone see you. So, Do you understand it?"

As the time for class approached, the movement in the corridor became smaller and smaller.

Yu Yifeng looked at Mu Qing for a long time, but stubbornly refused to let him go: "What should I do so that you don't hate me so much?"

"Yu Yifeng, you still don't understand." Mu Qing sighed, looking directly into Yu Yifeng's eyes, "The farce between me and you is over, no matter who is right or who is wrong, I don't want to bring it up again gone."

"But--"

"No but." Mu Qing looked at the person in front of him, and suddenly frowned very quickly.So the sadness and sadness of the past were revealed along with this subtle movement, "I know that when you first approached me, your purpose was not pure, and I also knew that you were tricking me. But during that time, when I saw you, it was me. The happiest expectation, every time I think of you, my mood will become very good, and sometimes I will laugh."

"I will think about it, will you bring me dessert the next day, will you like the not-so-sweet fruit tea I specially made, will you also have a moment where you want to be with me forever Together...but these, now I don't think about it anymore, and I don't look forward to it anymore."

"Yu Yifeng, I'm not a person who holds grudges, and I don't take many things to heart. But I really can't pretend that what happened to you never happened. Since then, every moment you appeared in front of me was Torment for me. I can't smile anymore when I think of you."

The door of the rest room was opened and closed, Mu Qing's footsteps went away, but Yu Yifeng stayed where he was, thinking about Mu Qing's appearance before he left.

The pale young man didn't smile, and his dark eyes didn't reflect his figure, and even his voice was light and light: "Yu Yifeng, please let me go."

A familiar sharp pain came from his heart, Yu Yifeng stretched out his hand to support the table, and kept himself from squatting down, but his eyes suddenly blurred.

"Huh? There's someone here during school hours? Hello, you're—my God! How are you? Did something happen to you?"

An old voice came from the door, and the gray-haired old professor walked in, holding a water glass and looking at Yu Yifeng worriedly: "Although I don't know who you are--but, do you need me to chat with you? You look very bad."

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine." Yu Yifeng took a deep breath, stood up straight, and showed a hasty smile, "Sorry for scaring you, I'm leaving now."

The old professor looked at Yu Yifeng as if he was about to go out, and quickly blocked him: "Young gentleman, please wait a moment!"

He took out a neatly folded handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Yu Yifeng: "This is the new handkerchief my wife gave me today, if you don't mind, wipe your face before leaving. Go out in tears in weather like Petersburg, and your face will freeze."

tears?

Yu Yifeng belatedly stretched out his hand to touch his face, and reacted after touching the cold water stains: "Thank you for your reminder, I was too emotional just now, and I didn't even realize that I was crying."

The old professor watched the strange foreign youth in front of him wipe his face clean, and felt a little unbearable, so he said to him: "Although I don't know what happened to you, but I'm going to ask, maybe—— there is a kind of Maybe, have you encountered some setbacks in love?"

Yu Yifeng's movement of wiping his cheeks suddenly stopped, and the old professor saw his reaction and immediately understood.

The gray-haired old man reached out and patted Yu Yifeng's shoulder, saying earnestly: "No matter which country you are in, love is not about beating one heart against another, but two hearts colliding together to produce a love." A wonderful spark of love. Young gentleman, if you want to pursue your own love, you must touch the other person's world with your heart until the other person wants to touch you."

"Let the other party touch me?" Yu Yifeng slowly repeated the old professor's words, and his expression gradually changed from blank to thoughtful. He looked at the strange old professor in front of him and said seriously, "What did you say?" Yes. Thank you, I seem to know the direction I should work on."

The old professor smiled heartily: "It's nothing. Young people will always hit a wall in love before they gradually understand what it really looks like-this is also a wonderful life experience, isn't it?"

"That's true." Yu Yifeng smiled, "But I sincerely hope that I won't experience it again. Thank you for your handkerchief, I will definitely give you a generous gift next time."

The old professor waved his hand: "No, no, it's just a handkerchief. You can take it with you freely. Take it as my best wishes for your road to love!"

"Okay, thank you then."

The old professor looked at Yu Yifeng's back, waved his hand with a smile, then took out his mobile phone, and sent a voice message to his wife: "Dear Anna, the handkerchief you changed for me today was very useful , there was a young man..."

Yu Yifeng's heart was still throbbing when he heard the old professor and his wife chatting behind him, but the expression on his face was no longer the same as before.

Now that Mu Qing is no longer willing to take the initiative to approach him, then he can recreate some good memories and get close to him bit by bit, so that he is willing to look back at himself.