your boyfriend

In the midsummer of high school graduation, Meng Qinshi stood at the gate of Nanchuan No. [-] Middle School and looked back at the school for the last time. He had spent four full years in this school.Spent half a year with Qin Jin here, less than a quarter of the time, but it was the most important moment in his high school life.

Qin Jin seemed to have disappeared from his world, and he could no longer find his trace. They were like two intersecting lines, and after passing the only intersection point, they never intersected again.

Meng's father was seriously ill because of his affair with Qin Jin, and after he recovered, his health was not as good as before. Now he basically doesn't go too far away to work for a long time; Meng's mother is even more so, she has to run back every three days Take care of his life, as if to make up for something.

On the day of filling out the application for the college entrance examination, Meng Qinshi stared at the application form for a long time in a daze. He didn't know where he should choose. In fact, without Qin Jin, he felt that it was the same wherever he went.

"I will also go to Beijing in the future!" The young man in his memory was full of energy, and when he said this, his brows and eyes were shining with dazzling light.Meng Qinshi circled the location of Beijing on the top of the Chinese map in the geography textbook with a gel pen, and smiled at Qin Jin: "Although I can't get into Tsinghua University and Peking University, I can still study in the same city as you , so that I will often visit you."

Qin Jin looked up, then continued to work on the arithmetic problem in his hand, with a steady tone of voice, seemingly calm: "Write your problem well, otherwise you won't be able to go anywhere."

"Oh, I'll just think about it, can't I just think about it?" Meng Qinshi held a book and put his head on Qin Jin's arm with a flattering and obedient expression.

"Well, in the future, if you fail the university entrance examination, you can go to our school cafeteria and set up a window." Qin Jin was completely unaffected by him, and he didn't even bother to do superficial work, and said indifferently: "It's not bad to go there to get food."

"That's inappropriate!" Meng Qinshi's tone was a bit exaggerated, his brows and eyes were curved, and he burst into laughter at that moment, and there was a faint light in his long and narrow eyes, like stars in the night sky: "However, If it were me, I would definitely give you an extra spoonful of meat!"

"Who wants to eat so much meat..." Qin Jin lowered his head while doing his homework, so that no one could see the slight upward curve of his mouth.

Meng Qinshi cleared his throat, put his hands on the table, and said with an expression of teasing a good woman: "Little brother, are you here to eat alone? Seeing how good-looking you are, I'll give you an extra spoonful of meat." ?”

"Pretty boy, are you alone again? This fried chicken is for you!" In the school cafeteria of a private high school in London, the blond boy who was in charge of ordering food winked at Qin Jin and gave a fried chicken to Qin Jin. The golden chicken nuggets were placed on Qin Jin's dinner plate.

Qin Jin stood in front of the window, looked down at the dinner plate in silence, he couldn't remember when it happened, but Meng Qinshi's bright smiling face lingered in front of his eyes, like passing through the hall in the afternoon The wind blowing gently across the cheeks is also like the dark night starry sky in midsummer, beautiful and dazzling.

It was he who gave up first, so there was no reason to expect the other party to redeem it; on the day before leaving, Qin Jin stood for a while after passing the security check, until the airport broadcast urged him to register, and then reluctantly left.In the blink of an eye, it was two and a half years. During the countless stormy nights before that, he was like a crazy mental patient, huddled under the blanket in the bedroom, sweating profusely, his face pale.

Whenever the roaring thunder kept pouring into his ears, it was like the call of a demon, pulling him into the abyss with grinning laughter. No one paid any attention to his cries for help. The only salvation was far away in a foreign country, and it was even possible Never open my arms to him again, never say to him with a smile, "Qin Jin, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Qin Jin crossed his arms and shrunk himself into a small ball. He let out a long sigh, and buried his head deeply in the pillow, his whole body was shrouded in shadow.

"Hey! Pretty boy?!" The blond foreign guy waved his hand in front of him, with a puzzled expression, as if he didn't understand what this delicate and beautiful Chinese boy was thinking, and his expression was so dignified.

Qin Jin came back to his senses, his clean and beautiful eyes reflected the suspicious look of the foreign boy, as if realizing something, he reached out and put the plate of fried chicken back, and replied indifferently: "I don't need it, thank you."

Then he took his own tray and found an empty seat in the corner and sat down. The sunlight coming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows fell on Qin Jin's body, coating his delicate and clean appearance with a thin layer of golden light, and his black hair was like charcoal. Looks extra fluffy and soft.

"Why are you alone?" Before eating two bites, there was a new person in the seat next to him. Qin Jin didn't even need to look up to know who it was——Fei Mingyong, the only Chinese in their class, he was born familiar , and an activist in the class, he has a part in everything.

He is particularly keen on making friends with others, and prefers to organize friendships. For three years, he has devoted himself to drawing Qin Jin into their friendships. He tried and failed again and again, but he still did not give up.

Several girls in the class next door fell in love with Qin Jin, and they searched for various news about Qin Jin, but unfortunately found nothing.Qin Jin doesn't live in school, lives in a house he bought in London, hardly uses social media, and doesn't give anyone his mobile phone number; people talk.

It was as if the cold Qin Jin who refused people thousands of miles away had returned, and was more indifferent and alienated than before, sealing himself in a space that no one could break into.

Qin Jin didn't want to have anything to do with him at first, but this classmate was too enthusiastic and persistently hooked up with Qin Jin for three years, although Qin Jin didn't know the significance of his doing so.

Therefore, he slowly put down his chopsticks, looked back at the person and said, "Yes."

"Hey, I'm asking a question, what are you doing?" Fei Mingyong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, with one hand on Qin Jin's shoulder, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and he looked sunny and bright.

Qin Jin picked up the water glass and took a sip, put it down slowly, took out a napkin to wipe the table clean, and then continued, "It's over."

Afterwards, he ignored the man and got up and walked towards the recycling place.

Fei Mingyong got up and chased after him, putting his arm on his shoulder: "Hey! Don't be so indifferent? We have been classmates for three years!"

"Take it away!" Qin Jin frowned and removed his hand from his body, quickened his pace and continued to walk forward.The rain in London was endless, and he looked up at the sky. The gray angel made him feel dizzy, and even his eyelids became thick.

He hated rainy days, and he hated London even more. The water droplets mixed in the air were blown by the wind and adhered to his cardigan coat.Under the black umbrella, Qin Jin's side face was more gloomy than the sky.

"I told you a long time ago that you should wear another umbrella, such as this one!" Meng Qinshi said to Qin Jin, holding up the overly fancy little yellow duck umbrella in his hand.

Qin Jin glanced at him, didn't even bother to roll his eyes: "If you want to hit him, hit yourself."

"Don't keep wearing black umbrellas, it doesn't suit you, you should change to a beautiful little flower umbrella!" Meng Qinshi would not let him go, chattering non-stop behind him.

"No!" Qin Jin completely ignored his suggestion and strode forward.Before he had gone a few steps, Meng Qinshi snatched the black umbrella from his hand, and then got a pair of little blue yellow ducks in his hand.

Holding the black umbrella in his hand, Meng Qinshi looked at Qin Jin with a smile, stretched out his hand to wipe off the rain on his face, and said with a smile: "Look, you need this, so that you won't feel dull and gloomy even in rainy days." Yes, look up, the little yellow duck is so cute."

He is such a person who always likes to pull Qin Jin into the sunshine and to his side, that is the warmest place for Qin Jin and the only salvation.

But now, it was Qin Jin who pushed him away with his own hands, and came to this foreign country thousands of miles away by himself, without any contact at all for three years.

Walking on the streets of London, through the shop window, Qin Jin saw an umbrella propped in the window.The mint green background is painted with a naive little brown bear, holding an umbrella in his hand, and a few drops of rain.

Qin Jin pushed open the door of the store, picked up the umbrella and chose to check out amidst the smiling welcome from the clerk.When going out, he threw his original pure black umbrella into the trash can, and then opened the newly bought little brown bear.

He looked up, and suddenly felt that the haze lingering in his heart seemed to be blown away by the wind, and he seemed to feel a lot more relaxed.

In the noisy street night market, the barbecue stalls are hot, the smell of various barbecues permeates the air, mixed with the smell of beer, and the summer evening wind penetrates into the nostrils together.

"Cheers!" A table of boys was full of energy, and they raised their full beer glasses and clinked them together.

Wen Che looked up at Meng Qin after drinking the cup, "Meng'er, are you really planning to go to the police academy? Have you figured it out?"

"Well, just read whatever you want, as long as you have something to eat." Meng Qinshi put down his glass and wiped his mouth, and replied casually.

In the past three years, Meng Qinshi has become calm at a speed visible to the naked eye. Apart from studying, he spends the rest of his time playing tennis and running; he also laughs and makes trouble, but everyone close to him knows that he has no past The kind of vitality in his eyes, as if this is just a disguise he is most accustomed to.

Wen Che was silent for a moment, then looked up at Jiang Shen, and after the other party told him it was okay with his eyes, he said cautiously: "I have inquired for you, but I only know that he is in England, no matter how specific... so I......"

The movements in Meng Qinshi's hands froze, the wine glass wobbled a bit, he squeezed the wine glass tightly, his slender and clean fingers showed sharp joints due to excessive force.He was silent for a while, and then said lightly: "No, I forgot."

It seems that the cloud is calm and the wind is light, but no one knows what he is thinking at the moment, and no one knows how painful his heart is.It was a wound that could not be healed for three years. Maybe three years later, and then another three years, he would slowly accept the reality that his Qin Jin had left him.