i see your calling

There was no light in the corridor, it was pitch black, and the moonlight could be ignored, but Shen Pingge could clearly see Lian Yan's face turning pale through that light, as if he was terribly frightened.

Shen Pingge repeated again: "Take it out."

Lian Yan was nailed to the spot, with her hands behind her back, and looked at Shen Pingge, trembling all over.

Shen Pingge lost his patience, walked over, and grabbed Lian Yan's wrist, Lian Yan struggled belatedly, his strength was not as strong as Shen Pingge's, and he was frightened at the moment, and couldn't exert his strength, Watching helplessly as Shen Pingge took the letter of recommendation from him.

Letting go of him, Lian Yan's back was sweating, and her chest heaved.

Shen Pingge glanced at it, turned it back and forth, and said slowly: "Recommendation letter?"

"What are you doing with the recommendation letter?" Shen Pingge looked up at him.

How to make a little mute talk?Sign language and mouth movements could not be seen clearly in the dark, Lian Yan lost all power of expression, his body seemed to be disobedient, and he lowered his head.

"This letter of recommendation doesn't seem to be of much use to you, right? The letter of recommendation from the high school group," Shen Pingge seemed to be talking to himself, "Say, what are you doing with this?"

Lian Yan's throat was tight and astringent, and her eyelashes trembled violently.

Suddenly the mobile phone message notification sounded, the sound was not loud, but it was especially harsh in the almost empty corridor, Lian Yan pinched the mobile phone in her pocket through the cloth, and subconsciously looked at Shen Pingge.

"Just look," Shen Pingge said.

The message notification sound keeps ringing, noisy, Lian Yan's clenched hand hurts, Shen Pingge said: "I keep sending you messages, it should be very important."

Lian Yan shook her head slowly, but did not take it out for a long time.

Shen Pingge stretched out his hand and pressed his hand, a warm touch came, and Lian Yan looked at him in surprise.Shen Pingge opened his hand little by little, and took out the phone from his pocket. Lian Yan wanted to snatch it back, but met Shen Pingge's eyes, but didn't make another move.

Lian Yan suddenly felt that all this was like a dream. Shen Pingge suddenly appeared, took the things he stole, and took away his mobile phone almost unreasonably. The dark is illuminated.

There was no password set on his mobile phone, Shen Pingge clicked into the main page easily, and messages popped up one by one, all from Wei Ziping.

It seemed that everything had been pre-determined. Lian Yan was standing there, the November wind pouring in through the cracks in the window. He felt his hands and feet were cold, but his palms were sweaty from hot flashes. There was a contradiction between hot and cold. At the same time, he watched Shen Pingge's fingers move down slowly, reading all the news bit by bit.

The chat messages between him and Wei Ziping were mostly useless greetings, false and perfunctory, it didn’t take too much time to watch them, and they quickly flipped to the first video, the brightness of the phone screen was a bit high, and it hurt my eyes to watch.The sound of the mobile phone is not loud, but the noise in the video is clear. Lian Yan has watched that video several times. He knows that in a few seconds he kissed Shen Pingge, and in a few seconds Shen Pingge pushed him away. When he heard Shen Pingge's words in the video, he felt an indescribable sense of shame.

Shen Pingge looked down at the video, the figure reflected in his pupils.

The screen went dark again, Shen Pingge looked at Lian Yan, before he could speak, Lian Yan suddenly raised his hand, covered Shen Pingge's lips, and looked at him almost begging.

Don't say anything.

I beg you.

Eyes can reveal everything, and he still wants to cover Shen Pingge's eyes, but he is even more afraid of Shen Pingge's words - say some cold and hurtful words, the breath from his nose falls warmly on his fingers, Winter is like spring and water, Lian Yan felt Shen Pingge's lips, it was the texture of his palm that was overly touched.

Suddenly Shen Pingge clasped his hand, took it off gently, Lian Yan panted heavily, and suddenly felt a sense of relief, and he thought to himself—if you find it, you will find it, the worst is nothing more than that, and it’s still the worst. Where can it go bad.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Shen Pingge's voice was very soft.

He didn't let go of his hand, trapping him like a prison.

"Obviously I have a lot of time to go to my room to get the recommendation letter," Shen Pingge said, "I have evening self-study from Monday to Friday, and I have to make up classes on Saturday. The registration form, you are here to get it."

Shen Pingge continued: "He wants you to take the recommendation letter and ask you to tear it up. If I don't come back, will you tear up the recommendation letter?"

Lian Yan shook her head in a panic—it was impossible for him to do such a thing.

"Then what are you going to do?" Shen Pingge said, "Ask him to send the video?"

Lian Yan still shook her head.

"Lian Yan," Shen Pingge called his name, "Why do you think that if you listen to him, he will delete the video. If he doesn't delete it, do you want to continue listening to him?"

It's not that Lian Yan has never thought about this result, but what can he do?Apart from being obedient, does he still have the right to ask others for help?In other words, is it up to him to decide whether the way out is a cliff?

"Do you believe what he says?"

"He said that I cheated, that I was not qualified to get a letter of recommendation," Shen Pingge said, "Do you believe me?"

Lian Yan hurriedly shook her head - he didn't believe it.

A long time has passed, the distance filled by silence is too long, the clock hanging on the wall of the corridor is making slight movements, walking forward slowly, no one speaks, the sweat is blown away by the wind, it is very cold, But Shen Pingge's hands were hot.

"Are you afraid?" Shen Pingge asked suddenly.

Lian Yan looked up at him in a daze.

"No one will help you, no one knows about this matter, you are all carrying it yourself, will you be afraid?"

Just now he was uneasy, but Lian Yan had more space to express his grievances. He thought that when Shen Pingge raised the gun, the bullet would penetrate him, bringing pain and blood, but the gun spit out roses, light and light, but The nerves that had been tense were suddenly disconnected.

Tears poured out suddenly, Lian Yan felt uncomfortable, she didn't want to bother, she didn't want to hide it anymore, Shen Pingge had seen him in the worst state, so the embarrassing thing of shedding tears didn't seem so bad .

The moonlight is like clear water, but it does not mix with the tears. It clearly reflects the tears and a little mole under the corner of the eye. The eyelashes are also wet and dark.

Lian Yan lowered her head halfway, sobbing slightly.

"Xiaoyan." Hearing Shen Pingge's voice, he seemed helpless and murmured.

Lian Yan suddenly felt the heat, Shen Pingge let go of his hand, then stroked the corners of his eyes, almost gently wiping away the excess tears. "I know this kind of choice is difficult for you. You can't find the two ways, so you will feel scared, feel at a loss, and don't know what to do."

"Then if," he said softly again, "if more people accompany you to face these things, won't you be so afraid."

Lian Yan was stunned for a moment, her eyes were still red, she looked up at him in a daze, and suddenly felt that Shen Pingge's eyes were strange.

With his index finger hooked on his chin, Lian Yan raised his head passively before he could react, and then a soft touch came from his lips. He suddenly opened his eyes wide, stopped breathing, and forgot to cry—he saw Shen Pingge's Eyes, gentle and clean.

Lian Yan didn't like to drink water, her lips were often dry, but the kiss was moist and did not go any further. During the breath, Lian Yan smelled a very faint smell of alcohol, as if it was not Shen Pingge who drank, but him. Generally, he lost consciousness and mobility.

As soon as it was touched, Shen Pingge let go of him, but was still very close to him, stroking the corner of his lips with his fingertips.

"Then I will accompany you to face these," he said, "OK?"

The author says:

I don’t remember if the metaphor of Guns and Roses has been used before (scratch your head, tell me what you have used, and I will delete this metaphor.

OK, you can change the volume.

Because it is a broken mirror reunion, there will be problems during the relationship, but in fact, I prefer the kind of conflicts that occur because of the personalities of the two people. Since both of them are not perfect, they cannot avoid making mistakes. Isn’t love just about each other? It's a process of getting used to each other.

I don't see that Pingge likes Xiaoyan. I have problems with my writing skills and rhythm, nothing else.