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The author has something to say: This chapter is not sweet, sorry, I am not a qualified author of sweet articles.

Do you miss Zhou Chen? I really miss him.

During her sophomore year, someone chased after Chen Xing.

It was a boy, an exchange student from another school, named Qiao Yan.

Qiao Yan is very good-looking, the kind of tough good-looking.He is one year older than Chen Xing, has a gentle personality and loves to laugh.

The first time Qiao Yan met Chen Xing was at the opening ceremony of the sophomore year. Chen Xing was the first major to give a speech on the rostrum. He had heard this name before he met Chen Xing. The name was lighter than water. , he couldn't figure out what kind of person it would be.He was sitting in the second row, watching Chen Xing wearing a formal suit and giving a loud speech on the stage. The people on the stage were confident and flamboyant, but when they smiled, they suppressed the sharpness that appeared inadvertently. He occasionally glanced at himself, With just a slight glance, his breathing stopped for a few seconds. It turned out that this person is so beautiful, much more than he imagined.

Then, Chen Xing ran into Qiao Yan in various places, the cafeteria, the library, the basketball court, or the door of the dormitory.Qiao Yan is also a medical student and is in the class next to them.Chen Xing didn't know him, but Qiao Yan would greet him with a smile every time. After a long time, Chen Xing finally asked him when he said hello: "It's been so long, I still don't know your name."

Qiao Yan smiled: "I've been waiting for a long time, why are you asking now. My name is Qiao Yan, Xiao Qiao's Qiao, Rock's Yan."

Chen Xing felt a little strange, and he couldn't explain why it was so strange, but simply replied: "Oh, my name is Chen Xing."

Qiao Yan nodded and smiled, "I know."

When he laughed, Chen Xing was dazed for a moment, they were so alike, Qiao Yan and Zhou Chen were so alike.She is so gentle when she speaks, she is so gentle when she laughs, and she is so gentle when she looks at herself.

Before Chen Xing recovered, Qiao Yan's next sentence stunned him. Qiao Yan said, "I have liked you for a long time."

It wasn't the first time someone confessed, but it was the first time Chen Xing didn't know how to answer. Qiao Yan asked, "Can I chase you?"

Chen Xing shook his head: "No, I have a boyfriend."

Qiao Yan smiled happily with his eyes bent: "So you really like boys."

Chen Xing ignored him, turned around and left.

Everyone in the school thought that Chen Xing was single, and everyone in the school knew that Chen Xing had a relationship, but they had never met him.

Qiao Yan's way of chasing people is the same as that of most boys. When buying breakfast, Chen Xing never eats it. When giving gifts during the holidays, Chen Xing confiscates them. When he invites people out for dinner, Chen Xing never agrees.

At the end of the first semester, Chen Xing asked Qiao Yan: "Can't you be friends?"

Qiao Yan raised his eyebrows and asked him: "I didn't say no, did I say I wanted to chase you?"

Chen Xing thought about it, Qiao Yan really didn't say it, he just said that he liked him that time, and he didn't say that he was chasing him after the things he did.

Chen Xing said: "If you like it, just be a friend. If you don't like it, forget it and be a stranger."

Qiao Yan smiled again: "It's an honor to be your friend."

After that, Qiao Yan really seemed to be Chen Xing's friend. They often went to the library and had dinner together. The day before Chen Xing's birthday, Qiao Yan followed Chen Xing into a bar.

Sitting on the high stool in front of the bar, Chen Xing turned around and asked Qiao Yan, "Are you good at drinking?"

Qiao Yan replied modestly: "It's okay."

Chen Xing smiled: "I want to drink today, if I get drunk, you can call a car and take me back."

Chen Xing asked for a glass of wine whose name he didn't know. He thought it looked good, so he ordered a glass.Light pink, like the cup I drank two years ago.

There was also a glass of wine in front of Qiao Yan. He didn't drink it. He tilted his head to look at Chen Xing. Chen Xing held the wine glass with two fingers, sipping the wine with lowered eyes, and the broken hair on his forehead rested on his eyebrows. On the top, the neck is bent into a beautiful curve.

Until the glass of wine was finished, Chen Xing didn't turn his head to look at him.Qiao Yan turned his eyes away, picked up the cup in front of him and drank it in one go.Chen Xing buried his head in his arms and lay down on the bar counter.Qiao Yan patted Chen Xing on the shoulder, Chen Xing raised his head and frowned, opened his hand impatiently, and lay down again.

Qiao Yan supported Chen Xing out of the bar, Chen Xing walked upside down, Qiao Yan supported his arm and asked, "Shall I carry you?"

Chen Xing opened his eyes a crack, and then closed them immediately after glancing at Qiao Yan.He shook his head: "No."

Qiao Yan smiled: "Look, you can't even walk steadily."

Chen Xing just shook his head and didn't speak.Qiao Yan helped him to the street corner, held out a hand to hail a taxi, and helped Chen Xing into the back seat.This was the first time Qiao Yan saw Chen Xing drinking. He turned out to be so quiet when he was drunk, except that his face was a little red.

A bunch of hair on the top of Chen Xing's head was upturned, and he stood on top of his head blankly. Qiao Yan stared at it for a while, and couldn't help laughing.As soon as his fingers touched the hair, Chen Xing frowned and pushed his hand away, moved his body to the side, tilted his head and fell asleep again.

Qiao Yan looked down at Chen Xing's hand. It was a very beautiful hand. There was a very beautiful ring on the white and slender ring finger. Qiao Yan thought that there might be a very beautiful name engraved on the inside of the ring, which was placed on the tip of Chen Xing's heart. On, a boy's name.

From the very beginning, Chen Xing said that he had a boyfriend. At first, Qiao Yan didn't believe it, because everyone said that he had never seen Chen Xing with anyone, so he just thought that was Chen Xing's excuse to reject him. Until later, he noticed the ring on Chen Xing's hand, and found that Chen Xing would often hold his mobile phone to send messages. He also knew that Chen Xing liked to buy clothes when he went to the mall, some shirts, some sweaters, some, but he never The clothes he wore, those clothes, hung in Chen Xing's closet. When Chen Xing came home, he often packed a suitcase of new clothes.

Qiao Yan knew who the ring was worn for, who the news was sent to, and who the clothes were bought for.It's the person Chen Xing likes, what Chen Xing said, his boyfriend.

Not to mention jealousy, Qiao Yan was just curious about what kind of boy he would be, worthy of being liked by someone as good as Chen Xing.

At the end of his sophomore year, Qiao Yan was going back to his school. Before leaving, he asked Chen Xing, "What is your boyfriend like?"

Chen Xing lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and said with a smile, "He's fine."

Chen Xing didn't know that when he mentioned Zhou Chen, his whole body was clamoring for liking, his half-closed eyes were soft, Qiao Yan stood up and lowered his head to look at Chen Xing for a long time, and asked with a smile, "Is it gone?"

Chen Xing stood up and pulled the hem of his short sleeves, "Tall, handsome and gentle, I love cats and dogs and Chen Xing."

Qiao Yan smiled and said nothing, and pushed the box out of the dormitory.Chen Xing asked him: "Do you want to send you off?"

Qiao Yan said: "No need, I may come back in another year, our school has quite a lot of places in your school."

"Then, goodbye, and have a good trip."

"Goodbye."

During the summer vacation for more than a month, Chen Xing still took home tutoring to make money. The card Chen Jianping gave him had a lot of money in it, but he didn't touch it.

The clothes bought for Zhou Chen hung a closet full, and Chen Xing took them out regularly to wash and dry them.When he passed by the bookstore that day, he went in and bought a copy of "The Book of Songs". In the afternoon, he would sit on the balcony and memorize one after another.After reciting the thick book, Zhou Chen still didn't come back. Chen Xing was a little dazed. He didn't know where to find Zhou Chen. He could only send some irrelevant messages to that account every day.Chen Xing thought about it, it has been more than a year, Zhou Chen has been gone for more than a year, he hasn't seen Zhou Chen for so long.

On Zhou Chen's birthday, Chen Xing got up early and made a bowl of longevity noodles, sat at the table and ate it in silence, then went out with the key.

There are still many couples in Lover's Slope. Chen Xing remembers the tree and which branch the bottle was hung on. He looked up for too long, his neck was a little stiff, and his eyes were a little sore. When he lowered his head again, his eyes were a little red , but he didn't see their bottles, or, if he did, he didn't recognize them.

He called Du Keming. Du Keming was still in Beijing and hadn't come back. Du Keming picked up the phone and laughed there. Chen Xing couldn't understand the smile.

After listening for a while, Chen Xing also laughed: "What are you laughing at? Laughter?"

Du Keming laughed unscrupulously over there: "Shen Chengyan was just drunk by me."

"and then?"

"I'm doing a rabbit dance, hey, don't you want to watch it, I'll show you a video."

Chen Xing scolded him with a smile: "Go away, look for yourself, do you know the tattoo master, the one with better skills and cleaner?"

Du Keming stopped laughing and asked him, "What, do you want a tattoo?"

Chen Xing sat on the stone bench and looked at the trees from a distance, "Well, I want to get tattooed."

Du Keming's voice became louder: "Chen Xing, don't tell me it's Zhou Chen again."

Chen Xing didn't speak. After waiting for a long time, he heard a faint sigh, "Chen Xing, when Zhou Chen comes back, don't stop me if I beat him."

Chen Xing smiled with the corners of his mouth: "How dare you."

"I'll send the person's contact information to your phone, and you can contact me yourself."

"Thank you."

"Fuck off."

After hanging up the phone, Du Keming's message came immediately. Chen Xing called the phone, and it was a very deep male voice: "Hello?"

"Hi, I want to get a tattoo, are you free now?"

"Now?"

"Yes, now."

"Come here, the address will be sent to your phone."

According to the address, Chen Xing arrived at a community. The door on the first floor was ajar. Chen Xing knocked twice. A man wearing a vest came out of the house. He opened the door, looked at Chen Xing, and took down the cigarette in his mouth. Holding it in his hand, he said in a deep voice, "Wang Ye."

Chen Xing stood at the door and said, "My name is Chen Xing."

Chen Xing followed Wang Ye into the door, and glanced at the tattoos on Wang Ye's back and shoulders. He looked very strange, and he couldn't tell what was tattooed.

Wang Ye put out the cigarette in the ashtray on the coffee table, and asked Chen Xing, "Where is the tattoo?"

"On the back."

Chen Xing entered the bedroom, took off his short sleeves and lay down on the single bed, his back felt like needle pricks, Wang Ye suddenly asked him, "Do you know someone?"

The question came for no reason, Chen Xing was a little amused: "Who?"

Wang Ye said: "A man came to my place to get a tattoo a few years ago, and what he got tattooed at that time is in the same poem as yours."

The corner of Chen Xingyang's mouth was bent down again, he took a breath and tried to make his voice sound calmer: "What did he have tattooed?"

Wang Ye said without hesitation: "May your words be worthy of virtue, and join hands with each other; if you don't fly, you will make me fall. These words are a bit strong, and this is the first time I have seen human patterns."

Not hearing Chen Xing talking again, Wang Ye was a little strange, turned his head to look at Chen Xing, and saw the lowered head and red eye sockets.Wang Ye looked away and stopped talking.After a long time, so long that he thought Chen Xing had fallen asleep, he heard a sentence that trembled but seemed to be laughing again:

"I know him, he is my boyfriend."