To Sutta

In the early morning of the next day, Suta woke up in bed with a start. He sat up immediately, covered in cold sweat.I don't know if it was because of the cold last night, but he felt his head getting more and more dizzy, and all the bones in his body seemed to be aching.

He touched his side subconsciously, it was warm, Lin Ling had just got out of bed not long ago.

Suta immediately put on his slippers, he was so anxious that he almost put on his left and right feet backwards.But he didn't have time to think about it, so he staggered towards the living room.

At that time, Lin Ling was waiting beside the soybean milk machine with his head propped up. He saw Su Ta standing in the living room wearing only a single suit, and said, "Are you awake? Why are you only wearing this? The heating in the room is not turned on very high, so it's still a bit cold. Go get dressed."

"you……"

where did you go?

Su Ta almost blurted out, but he looked into Lin Ling's eyes, and changed his words when he reached his mouth: "...What are you doing?"

Lin Ling pointed to the soymilk machine in operation: "Make breakfast."

"Oh." Su Ta nodded and glanced at Lin Ling again. The other party's expression was normal, and he didn't seem to explain what he meant to go out last night.

"Why are you out of your mind this morning..." Lin Ling walked over, picked up the blanket on the sofa, and wrapped it around him: "Are you sleepy?"

Su Ta looked at Lin Ling, and his heart began to waver.

Could it really be the effect of that blue chip?He really wanted to believe this conjecture, but the sight that looked like a string of codes gave him too much fright, and he had to confirm it.

Suta wrapped himself in a blanket and went to the bathroom to wash up. He wanted to calm down and sort out his chaotic thoughts.

After coming out of the bathroom, Suta roughly came to some conclusions.There were two suspicious points last night. One was the scene he saw that looked like game codes. That scene was most likely a trick of the chip. He began to regret throwing away the chip on impulse last night.The second is Lin Ling's whereabouts.

The two must be inseparable.

And the man in the peaked cap, if the assumption is true, what is his purpose for letting himself see this?

Suta sat on the sofa, wrapped in a blanket, drinking soy milk, a little tired.

Lin Ling was sitting next to him, still modifying the game code.

Suta looked at the advertisement played on the virtual screen, and wanted to tell Lin Ling what happened last night several times, but he couldn't open his mouth, as if his throat was blocked by something, as if another self in his mind was blocking he.

So he reached a tacit consensus with himself - wait one more day, tomorrow is Lin Ling's birthday, wait until Lin Ling's birthday passes, and then deal with this matter properly.

Thinking of this, he himself seemed to have been pardoned, and his bones softened, and he leaned towards Lin Ling.

Lin Ling draped Su Ta's shoulders, curled his hair to play with, and looked down at him: "You seem to be in a bad mood these days."

"Is there?" Suta didn't care much: "I've written a lot of code recently, and I'm a little tired."

"Then take you out to play while you're on vacation? It's not good to be bored at home all the time."

"No..." Suta yawned, feeling that his bones were about to fall apart.

"Su Ta." Lin Ling called him suddenly.

Su Ta and Lin Ling looked at each other. At that moment, everything around him seemed to fade away in an instant. The tinnitus pierced the eardrum like a sword, but he saw a trace of complicated emotions flashing in Lin Ling's eyes, and he looked away.

For some reason, somewhere in Suta's heart, there was a sudden, deep pain.

It was night, and before going to bed, Suta took his laptop and checked the code of the small game for Lin Ling for the last time, then retreated into the bed.

Lin Ling hugged him from behind, maybe it was an illusion, Suta felt that these days, Lin Ling liked to be next to him, and did nothing but hug him motionless, like a big lazy koala.

Suta then turned around and wrapped his arms around his waist.

Lin Ling lowered his head and kissed him. The kiss was very long and soft, not like this person's usual style.So Su Ta took the initiative, and Lin Ling's voice leaked from the lips and teeth of the two of them.

"Su Ta..." Lin Ling called out in a low voice, with a sigh.

Su Ta responded vaguely, and Lin Ling returned to the initiative and pressed down on him.

Wheezing, kissing, touching, temperature, churning in the dark.Su Ta's consciousness was ups and downs, and he looked at Lin Ling's eyes through the dim light coming in from the curtains.

These eyes are the same as what he saw on the balcony, in the car, and in the countless fragments of life. They are burning hot inside, like a meteorite falling into the atmosphere, magnificent but sad.

"Lin Ling, uh... happy birthday..."

The next day.

The energy that Suta finally regained was exhausted last night, and he was still lying on the bed under the sun.His head became more and more dizzy, Suta tried it, and he felt a little hot, but he didn't tell Lin Ling, he just took a few cold medicines by himself, and Lin Ling had to take him to the hospital if he knew about it.

He sat on the couch, turned on his laptop, tested it a few more times, and then imported the code to his phone.Although he didn't want to admit it, he was still a little nervous.Although Lin Ling and he are not focusing on the same direction, the basic knowledge is the same. If Lin Ling pays attention, he will find that the code he uses is 520 at most.

Suta was in a good mood and even hummed a song.Lin Ling raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.

Su Ta thought, this guy is smart, he probably found out that he was preparing a gift for him with a laptop, otherwise he never came to see it once.

In the evening, Suta secretly took two more pills, but it still didn't work. He was groggy, his thoughts were confused, and his joints were always painful.

After this night, let's go to the hospital.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, there was snow floating outside the balcony.

The two sat face to face on the small round table, and the hot pot soup was rolling in the water with an attractive color. Although he and Lin Ling were not good at cooking, they were first-class in tasting food.

White hot air came out of the hot pot. Although Suta was dizzy, his body reflexively salivated. Before he moved his chopsticks, he cleared his throat and said solemnly in a low voice, "Ahem...today, it's a whole family. The day of celebration, our Mr. Lin Ling, today will enter the No.20th year of his life..."

Lin Ling folded his hands and rested on his chin, watching Suta speak through the heat, with a smile in his eyes.

Su Ta tried his best to turn his dull thinking, and successfully delivered a one-minute speech without repetition. Finally, he concluded: "I hope that No. 1's eighth birthday, I can also be by Mr. Lin Ling's side. Happy birthday."

Suta got up, his legs sank, and he almost sat back, his knees were a little tingling, but fortunately he supported it with his hands, but he didn't notice it.

Suta passed through the hot air, crossed half of the table, and pressed a kiss on Lin Ling's forehead with great effort.

"After saying happy birthday, what about the gift?" Lin Ling looked at him with a smile.

After sitting down, Suta felt a little dizzy. He wanted to say that I would give it to you after eating, but he somehow felt that it should be given to him earlier, so he took out the phone and handed it to Lin Ling.

The picture in front of him became blurred and began to shake a little. Su Ta passed his hand through the hot air, and Lin Ling's face became unclear.

Lin Ling stretched out his hand to take it. He lost his strength and felt the world spinning and the world plunged into darkness.

A muffled sound—

Was that the sound of him falling to the ground?

Suta's last sliver of consciousness was this thought.