Indigo

"I will give it to you forever."

After early spring comes late spring.

Miyano's environmental protection-themed graffiti work "Black Sea" won the third prize in the competition, and his reputation rose for a while. Many people came to clubs to find him to do graffiti work, including those who had just opened bars, those who were in charge of cultural streets, and even more. There is even a principal of a primary school, after reading his "Black Sea", he wanted to ask him to create an environmental protection graffiti wall for the school.

Miyano has become very busy, and sometimes he has to run back and forth in two or three places, but the money he earns is not small.

Pu Ling felt that what he said was right, Miyano was his hope.

Miyano asked Sun Shaonan to find a lawyer in Beijing to defend Luo Ying. In the end, Luo Ying was released from prison safely. No and Miya River.

In the blink of an eye, summer came again.

The third grade of senior high school has to take the college entrance examination, and the first and second grades of senior high school will make room for them.The Dragon Boat Festival happened to be right before the college entrance examination, so Pu Ling could have three days off.

He dragged the review materials in the plastic box and walked towards the school gate.

The box was not very flexible, Pu Ling kicked it after a few steps, and the wheels of the box were willing to roll lazily.

"Puling." Someone called him from behind.

He turned his head and saw Yan Ze, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, thinner and with dark circles on his face.

Yan Ze smiled at him: "Send the book home?"

"Take up the examination room." Pu Ling said.

"Well," Yan Ze nodded, "I'm leaving right away. If I do well in the exam, I will leave here and go to the capital."

Pu Ling looked calm and said, "Congratulations."

"I still want to say sorry to you." Yan Ze said softly, "Xue Xin and I were really wrong."

Since Xue Xin was hospitalized last time, he was forced to transfer to another school by his parents, and he never contacted Yan Ze again.

In fact, Pu Ling didn't feel much touched in his heart, so he hummed without saying a word of forgiveness.

Yan Ze didn't hear the answer he wanted, and looked disappointed, but he didn't say much.

Only Pu Ling knew that he was not qualified.

I am not qualified to accept an apology on behalf of those victims, and then choose to forgive, so that the perpetrators have a knot in their hearts.

☆, 43

On the sixth day of the summer vacation, Miyano went to Beijing for a business trip.

He was packing his luggage in the room, and Pu Ling was lying on the sofa boredly looking at him, sighing: "My boyfriend is too promising, and he is also very troubled."

Miyano raised his eyelids and smiled at him.

"Then when will you come back?" Pu Ling asked.

"The day after tomorrow." Miyano said.

Pu Ling opened her mouth, as if she had something to say, and finally she stretched out her hand boldly: "Come here, let me kiss you before you leave."

Miyano threw the clothes in his hand and quickly pressed them up.

In fact, the day after tomorrow is Pu Ling's birthday.

But Pu Ling insisted on not opening his mouth. On the one hand, he offered to mention it as if he was in a hurry to celebrate this birthday, but on the other hand, he really wanted to see what Miyano was going to do.

If Miyano didn't remember, well...it doesn't really matter.

Birthday, isn't it just a birthday, it doesn't matter if you pass it.

On the morning of his birthday, Pu Ling started to feel awkward again.

On the one hand, I feel that Miyano is busy with work and can't remember his birthday. It doesn't matter. He should be a sensible boyfriend. On the other hand, I feel that Miyano is not true love. He can't even remember a birthday date, and he doesn't know how to send a message to come home and wait. Just be. Do it.

What Miyano said is right, he is just such a person, what he says and what he thinks in his heart are always different.

The mother brought longevity noodles in front of him and said with a smile, "Happy birthday, son."

Pu Ling was interrupted, picked up chopsticks to eat noodles: "Thank you, Mom."

"What are you doing with a slouched face on your birthday?" Mom patted him, "Didn't Mom let you have a good time?"

"I didn't." Pu Ling took a big bite of the egg and smiled at her, "It's very delicious."

After lunch, Pu Ling lay on her sofa and took a nap in the morning. After thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't fall asleep. She stared at the old-fashioned fan that was spinning above her head for half an hour.

The mobile phone placed on the coffee table suddenly vibrated.

Pu Ling got up quickly, and answered the phone without thinking about anything: "Hello?"

"Is it Pu Ling?" Someone over there laughed.

Pu Ling froze for a moment before remembering to look at the screen. It turned out to be Guo Hui.

"Brother Hui, do you need something from me?" Pu Ling asked.

"Ah, Miyano just got a courier at the club, you can pick it up for him." Guo Hui said.

"..." Pu Ling hummed indifferently.

It must be true love to go out to help your boyfriend get the courier in the summer when the weather is more than [-] degrees.

Pu Ling got off the air-conditioned bus, and a heat wave hit him. He covered his eyes with his arm and walked to the club.

The door of the club was ajar, but Pu Ling pushed it open, and there was no one there.

"Brother Hui?" Pu Ling called out.

No one should.

He frowned and continued walking inside.

I don’t know when the graffiti on the wall was refurbished, and it was full of childish puppies and cats. Pu Ling glanced at it but stopped, and saw a very inconspicuous arrow on the far right of the wall, and there was an ugly line next to it. Small print: Go inside.

"..."

Pu Ling had almost guessed the ending.

He clicked his tongue, couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth, and continued to walk inside.