bear prince in spring

Lan Kun thought, what Chang Mingluo said just now almost meant that no matter what relationship they have, it's over now.

He didn't feel sad, but he felt a little empty inside.However, we met one more time, which was already better than expected, and then they would go their separate ways and go their separate ways.Zhu Mo and him are like people in two worlds, no matter their identity or physical and psychological age.The so-called fate of dew is nothing more than that. There is a flash under the moon, and everything will be scattered when the sun comes out the next day.

He rejected Chang Mingluo's suggestion to give him a ride, and took the bus home by himself.When he opened the door of his apartment, he saw Zhu Mo standing there, playing with the turtle in the glass jar facing the glare of the sun, and casting a bright reflection with his back turned, dazzling like an illusion.

"Why did you... come here?" Lan Kun found his voice after a while.

Zhu Mo's expression was more natural than his, "I have dealt with the problems caused by going out recently according to Mr. Yang's request, and then I packed my things and came."

Chang Mingluo's grandfather was surnamed Yang, he was a vigorous and resolute person, and he was often seen on the local news.

Lan Kun's eyelid Zhu Mo threw the electric toothbrush into a red and black Xiangbei basketball team ceramic cup, and put it next to Lan Kun's white toothbrushing cup in the bathroom. "I also brought a copy of daily necessities such as toothbrush towels... Where are the things I used before? Have you put them all away?"

"Ah..." Lan Kun felt a little embarrassed.

Zhu Mo blinked, searched around, and struggled to get the bear out of the loosely sealed cardboard box in the corner of the study.He turned his head to look at Lan Kun, his eyes were bright and gentle, like a brave, resolute and carefree little prince in a fairy tale, it didn't seem real no matter what.

Lan Kun pinched the palm of his hand and found his tongue with difficulty, "You don't need to stay with me anymore, do you? Are you going home?"

He said the last sentence in a significantly lower voice, guilty and sour.

How hypocritical.He scolded himself in his heart, but remained calm on the surface.

"I want to renew the contract with you." Zhu Mo walked out of the room with bear ears, took out a piece of paper folded into a square from his trouser pocket, and handed it to him. Zhang Zheng is a lot.

"You're close to my school." He explained, "I don't want to get up early these days, not to mention that I'm already familiar with you, and I quite like you."

"But I..."

"I'm making taro paste mille-feuille tonight, do you want to eat it?"

"Ok!"

Their relationship seems to be back to before, but it always feels a little worse.Not a lover, but more ambiguous than a friend.After all, when you didn't like a person before, you could still joke a little too much with him. It's good to move away when the distance is close, but you can't let go when you are really moved. A casual joke may be distracting.

Lan Kun hid himself behind the computer files in his notebook, secretly watching the back of Zhu Mo playing with the guitar on the sofa, his heart was in a mess.

What is this!He thought, I fell in love with a boy nine years younger than himself.

Three-year generation gap.He dipped his finger in the tea and drew three lines on the table: You have to cross three lines before you can barely speak.

"what are you doing?"

Zhu Mo didn't know when he walked around behind him, looking at him suspiciously.

"I'm counting calories, and office workers have to worry about the three highs when they reach middle age." Lan Kun lied without changing his face, and wiped off the water stains with a wave of his hand.

"...Aren't you just 30 years old?"

"Prevent problems before they happen."

You don't have to be middle-aged. After a certain age, many things become numb.The pledge of eternal love one second ago began to deteriorate as early as the second the promise was made.Before the confession, everyone was ambitious, thinking that they were different from others, and that they could really stick to their hearts under the gaze of everyone for the rest of their lives. Then, different places, three views, and families, all kinds of reasons came like sandpaper, polishing Lost people's enthusiasm and drive, heavy responsibility overwhelmed love.The human heart is so tenacious, you don't know how low it can be, how low it can be, and how it can be compromised.

Zhu Mo was not on his side, the big boy was too dazzling from the first moment he stood in front of him.He is not a member of ordinary people, like a colorful bubble in the sun, it will float to the sky with the wind, and it will not be able to catch it if it catches up.What's more, Zhu Mo had a girlfriend.

It's still the same sentence, homosexuality is not a good way to go.Lan Kun himself can only like men in his life, not Zhu Mo.Zhu Mo has a choice, so if he really makes a boyfriend, there is no guarantee that he will not regret it in the future.Lan Kun felt that his courage was pitiful now, and he couldn't bear Zhu Mo's complaints to him in case he regretted it in the future, even if it was only a little bit.Fortunately, Zhu Mo has not fallen in love with Lan Kun as much as Lan Kun loves him. The window paper between the two is still there, and it is very thick.In short, Lan Kun inexplicably believes in the thinking habits of a straight man for more than ten years.

So be it.He thought, is there a rule that people of his age can't like anyone, I just put it in front of me and take a look, without doing anything, let alone talking.If he wants to move forward, I will retreat, so that the safe distance will not be broken.

Zhu Mo didn't know the twists and turns in his stomach.He took a table knife and cut a quarter of the cake and handed it to Lan Kun. Beetroot powder was added to the puff pastry, and the color changed from dark to light like a purple rainbow.It was dotted with blueberries for good looks, Lan Kun didn't eat it, picked up a fork and picked it on Zhu Mo's plate.

Zhu Mo sat across from him, cutting the thousand layers with a fork one after another.He has to go back to school the day after tomorrow, and it is impossible for his mentality to get back on track in a short time.

"Should we keep a pet dog at home again?" Zhu Mo tried to ask for Lan Kun's opinion, "Dogs are pretty good. Luo Luo has always wanted to have one to help him pick up Frisbees. He likes to watch other people's repetitive labor. It is said to help him adjust his life rhythm."

...As expected of a born capitalist.

Lan Kun stared at Zhu Mo's fluffy brown hair just after taking a bath, resisted the urge to rub the top of his head, held his hand that was not holding a fork, and shook his head, "No, I already have one now. .”

Zhu Mo glanced at the tortoise that Lan Kun's ex-boyfriend had raised in the glass tank, and didn't extend the topic any further.

"Ah, that's right."

After eating the cake, Lan Kun was washing the dishes and heard Zhu Mo ask him, "I'm going to volunteer in the orphanage on weekends, and there's not enough manpower. Can you go with me?"