world travel

Liang Jiayu put the white wolf skin he bought in the tree house and used it as a simple blanket.There are ladders under the tree, and I don't know where I got them from.

Zhou Xinyuan climbed up the ladder, Liang Jiayu supported him from below, and instructed: "Be careful, your feet must be steady."

"En." Zhou Xinyuan didn't climb fast, he got into the wooden house and smelled a faint fragrance of flowers.

The cabin is actually not big, a small window was opened, Zhou Xinyuan sat in, and heard Liang Jiayu climb up.

"How is it?" Liang Jiayu said, "I think the craftsmanship is not bad."

Zhou Xinyuan said exaggeratedly: "You are too powerful! Did you really do it yourself?"

"Yes." Liang Jiayu stretched out his hand and pinched his face, "Otherwise, who would help me? Look, calluses have grown on my hands."

Zhou Xinyuan: "..."

It's just a repair of the roof, and I'm sure I won't have calluses so soon.

Sitting opposite Zhou Xinyuan, Liang Jiayu stretched out his hand to him, palm up, and Zhou Xinyuan held Liang Jiayu's hand naturally.

"Did you feel it?" Liang Jiayu said softly.

A little bit, but it's definitely not... Just when Zhou Xinyuan was distracted, Liang Jiayu used a little strength to pull him to his side. Zhou Xinyuan was caught off guard and fell into Liang Jiayu's arms .

Liang Jiayu hugged him, kissed his hair, closed his eyes and said, "Don't move, I'll hug you."

"You just said to let me see your calluses."

"It's time to charge now, it's out of battery."

Zhou Xinyuan hugged him quietly for a while, put her arms around Liang Jiayu's neck, and leaned over to kiss him.Liang Jiayu lowered his head, and the two exchanged a gentle kiss with their breaths intertwined.Zhou Xinyuan's heart was pounding, and he felt a little bit out of control.

In the end, Liang Jiayu calmed down.

"The filming hasn't finished yet." Liang Jiayu said restrainedly, "The location is also wrong."

"Yeah." Zhou Xinyuan said, "It seems to be, what if I fall from a tree."

Liang Jiayu laughed, and Zhou Xinyuan felt the vibration in his chest.

He turned around and leaned into Liang Jiayu's arms, using Liang Jiayu as a natural human cushion. The two of them looked out from the small window of the wooden house together, and could hear the crisp birdsong in the woods.

"Not long..." Zhou Xinyuan said.

"In a short time, spring will be warm and flowers will bloom." Liang Jiayu said, "Everything will recover, and spring is approaching!"

Zhou Xinyuan: "Hahaha... You used these when you were writing essays in elementary school, right?"

Liang Jiayu wrapped his arms around him and said, "Yeah, what time flies, time flies... Hey, there are too many."

Zhou Xinyuan said reminiscently: "I wrote an excellent composition before... and won a certificate."

"Written what?"

Zhou Xinyuan's breathing slowed down, and after a while he said, "I forgot."

At this moment, all his secrets and unspeakable pain burst out in his heart.Who is he?what is he doingHas he found his love?Does he really love him?Can he... Can he live for himself once?

Zhou Xinyuan stared at a tree not far away, and finally realized that he didn't deserve all this.

Liang Jiayu didn't know what kind of struggle Zhou Xinyuan had in his heart, he also had his own struggle.

He hugged Zhou Xinyuan and held his hand, and he was still wearing the colorful bracelet on his wrist.He remembered that Zhou Xinyuan said that he made it up himself, and he wanted to make it up for Liang Jiayu as well.

However... is it a coincidence?

Then Xiaoyu said that Zhou Xinyuan committed self-harm, is it true?If true, why?How should he speak?Why didn't Zhou Xinyuan tell herself?Isn't he his boyfriend?Could it be... he still can't trust himself?

But neither of them spoke, and neither of them would open their mouths.

Zhou Xinyuan didn't know how long he and Liang Jiayu had stayed here, but he could see the rays of the setting sun falling on the trees, faintly, as if they were flowing.

"Go back?" Zhou Xinyuan asked in a low voice.

"Go back." Liang Jiayu didn't object.

This time it was Liang Jiayu who went down first, his movements were much faster than Zhou Xinyuan, Liang Jiayu jumped off the ladder, raised his head and smiled at Zhou Xinyuan: "Come on down, it's okay if you want to jump down, I can follow you."

Zhou Xinyuan smiled and said, "I will smash you to death!"

Liang Jiayu said: "How can I be so fragile."

Zhou Xinyuan climbed down the tree house along the ladder, completely satisfied with this quiet date.The birds chirping in the woods began to increase, Zhou Xinyuan and Liang Jiayu walked side by side, returning to their identities as director and actor.

Zhou Xinyuan thought, maybe he will never be recognized in his life, and others will never know that he is Liang Jiayu's lover.

In a few years, they will be old and may live in the country, as they do now.

Zhou Xinyuan and Liang Jiayu parted at the door of their respective houses, Liang Jiayu said, "Good night, Xiaoyuan."

"Good night." Zhou Xinyuan smiled.

Zhou Xinyuan returned to the room, turned on the light, took off his coat, sat on the chair, walked back and forth, and drank water.The cold water flowed down his throat, he whimpered, and finally crouched in a corner with cold sweat on his forehead.He trembled, trembled, frightened, and shivered, as if he suddenly couldn't tell who he was. Finally, he took out his mobile phone, opened the memo, and read the contents silently.

But still not, still not.

Zhou Xinyuan stood up hastily and walked around the house. He had picked up a piece of porcelain in the grass before.

It was only a few seconds, Zhou Xinyuan looked at the fragment as if possessed, he hid it in the pocket of his clothes, and hid it under the bed board.

Zhou Xinyuan sat back on the bed, lowered his head in frustration, sweat ran down his cheeks, he groped for the broken porcelain piece, and held it in the palm of his hand.

It cannot be drawn on the hand, only in places where it cannot be seen.

He pushed harder, and the pain began to gradually occupy his consciousness... In this intense pain, blood flowed out, and Zhou Xinyuan gradually calmed down.

Only by doing so can he keep himself from losing himself in this madness.

Zhou Xinyuan took out a tissue and pressed it on the wound.He put the broken china away without saying a word, as if nothing had happened.

When Zhou Xinyuan turned off the light and the room was plunged into darkness again, Zhou Xinyuan heard the sound of his heart beating loudly in his chest. Sometimes he wished that he would just die like this, anyway, it would be better than this.

He breathed quietly... thinking of Liang Jiayu...

Liang Jiayu always brought him surprises, he wondered if Liang Jiayu had noticed something when he was in the tree house with Liang Jiayu this afternoon, but Zhou Xinyuan couldn't be sure.

Can he... really do it?

Zhou Xinyuan sat up in the dark and dialed a man's phone.The brief dialing sound ended, and a man's deep voice rang in Zhou Xinyuan's ear——

"Xiao Yuan."