die like the dodo

Lu Boyuan quickly came out of the room.

Pei Zian sat on the sofa drinking a glass of tasteless warm water, and saw the door in front of him slowly closing, and the secret that Lu Boyuan didn't want him to know was also hidden with the soft sound of the door closing.

Lu Boyuan apologized to him, probably for the gaffe just now, but he didn't explain the reason, and just sat opposite Pei Zian.

Then, they fell into silence, like a silent movie, with many details magnified.

Pei Zian noticed that Lu Boyuan's lips were tightly pursed. He was sitting on the sofa with one leg stretched out, and the curvature of the nape of his neck reminded him of a stubborn dragon.

He drank the last sip of water in the cup and said to Lu Boyuan: "My master is leaving."

Hearing this, Lu Boyuan raised his head and looked at Pei Zian, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes: "So suddenly..."

Pei Zian confirmed some things in his heart, he never seemed to tell Lu Boyuan about his teacher, why did Lu Boyuan act as if he already knew about his relationship with the old man.

"His children have always wanted to take him to the United States. He was unwilling before, saying that he was reluctant to repair the porcelain by himself. Not long ago, he went to learn cultural relic photography by himself." Pei Zian said lightly, noticing Lu Boyuan when he mentioned cultural relic photography. lowered his eyes.

Pei Zian didn't point it out immediately, and continued to speak: "The old gentleman has only taught me for three years, but in my heart, it is not an ordinary teacher-student relationship. When I first entered the provincial doctorate, I was always in a daze and gave up on myself. I always felt that I Nothing is achieved, love, career, everything is lost, it is better to spend the rest of this life in such a daze."

Lu Boyuan moved his hand and made a fist on his knee. Pei Zian said to himself: "Later, the old man woke me up by scolding me. He told me that people cultivate weapons and tools cultivate hearts. I didn't understand it at that time." , but now I understand a little bit."

Pei Zian stopped, looked at Lu Boyuan and explained carefully word by word: "Sitting in front of the workbench for more than ten hours and putting together broken porcelain, no matter how skilled the restoration technology is, it will not be as good as it was before, because broken pieces are broken. It is never possible to go back to the beginning, so the museum simply exposed the traces frankly, telling the audience clearly that even the broken parts belong to it, and there is nothing to be despised.”

Pei Zian gently held Lu Boyuan's hand: "You told me that bronze rust is a disease and also its armor, so don't let them knock you down, okay?"

Lu Boyuan's hands were trembling, and Pei Zian's voice wrapped him gently. He remembered that when he was a child, he always liked to play a game called treasure hunting in the grandfather's former residence. He walked through the antiques and bookshelves, and was endlessly curious about the lost stories. Heart, that is the source of his dreams, and he is destined to be an extremely nostalgic person.He met Pei Zian. Pei Zian was as enthusiastic as a canvas with bold colors. He was different from the cultural relics that Lu Boyuan was fascinated by. The urge to explore.

But Lu Boyuan was not confident that he could keep Pei Zian. He was a bluffing villain, as rigid and boring as a crop growing in the soil. He was afraid that he would die. He asked Pei Zian if he would like to see his friends. At that time His palms were also trembling, Pei Zian rejected him, but what Lu Boyuan thought was true.

They all predicted the destination of this relationship by coincidence, were blindfolded by the same problem, and finally drifted further and further away.

Lu Boyuan still feels that he is not brave enough, just like Pei Zian can say these words bluntly, but Lu Boyuan always only dares to act behind his back.

If he had more courage, he would tell Pei Zian that the toilet in the library was not the first time they met. Lu Boyuan had never been in the habit of going to the library. He just met a boy and wanted to know more about him, so he sat next to him Watch him read from "Introduction to Ceramics" to "History of Chinese Ceramics"; he will tell Pei Zian that he regretted it when he was at the airport, so he despicably asked Pei Zian if he could continue to be friends, because he didn't want Pei Zian Zian forgets him; he will tell Pei Zian that he missed him all the time during the year in England, and took so many photos at the provincial museum in the name of cultural relic photography, but in fact, they were all just to see Pei Zian.

Lu Boyuan's only impulse was probably four years ago when he signed up for the Provincial Museum's archaeological team and rescued a big yellow cat with white eyebrows and missing ears on Changying Road. He forgot how he rushed out at that time, and he just remembered that day In an instant, Lu Boyuan remembered that he had secretly taken a photo of Pei Zian.

It was not long after Pei Zian arrived at the provincial museum, he hugged a big yellow cat with white eyebrows, pointed at its nose and said, "Teacher Tang, stop running around, if you lose it, I will cry to death. "

Pei Zian laughed, and the sun fell on his face softly, as beautiful as a young man's first kiss.

Lu Boyuan seldom had a vacation to return to China. He hid outside the small courtyard of the ceramics department and took this scene. The photo was so vivid that he couldn’t help but take it out and look at it every day and night in England. Big yellow cats have appeared several times in dreams.

When the car hit him, Lu Boyuan felt a tearing pain. The cat was well protected by him in his arms. Before he passed out, Lu Boyuan was thinking that he couldn't bear Pei Zian to cry.

But in fact, Pei Zian's tears always flowed for him, Pei Zian cried again, he raised his neck and murmured to him: "Life is short, let me accompany you?"

Lu Boyuan gently wiped away his tears, as gently as if he were treating a precious cultural relic.The stubborn dragon lowered his head, Pei Zian was his most precious treasure.

But Lu Boyuan didn't give a clear answer, Pei Zian couldn't feel at ease, he held Lu Boyuan's hand, let his generous palm rest on his cheek, and said softly as if showing weakness: "If you have clothes in your heart, you will have Pei in your heart. Lu Boyuan, you have me in your heart, why don't you agree..."

Lu Boyuan was stunned for a moment, his pupils trembling, he didn't know when he showed his feet, all his despicable, cowardly and selfish sides had already been exposed to Pei Zian...

"Don't you think I'm shameless? Saying something like that, but still pestering you behind your back..." Lu Boyuan laughed at himself.

Pei Zian stretched out his hand from the corner of his forehead to the center of his brow, and smoothed the wrinkles there with his fingertips: "I'm very happy that you still love me. If possible, I would like to be entangled with you for the rest of my life."

This night, Pei Zian stayed at Lu Boyuan's house. He still didn't know what was behind that door, but he decided not to ask Lu Boyuan's secret anymore, because he loved Lu Boyuan very much, and Lu Boyuan loved him very much. He believed that he would wait until The day Lu Boyuan took the initiative to tell him.