I want this sand sculpture

Du Yan's vision was a little blurry, he blinked, but unexpectedly a tear fell directly on the phone screen.

He erased it indiscriminately, but accidentally pressed the call.

Du Yan was taken aback, and frantically wanted to press the hang up button, but the other party didn't give him this chance.

Song Qichen answered the phone almost as soon as the screen changed.

"Come down." Song Qichen said, his voice muffled, his teeth chattering slightly from the cold.

Du Yan gritted his teeth, held up the phone and opened the door, and went straight downstairs.

Song Qichen was downstairs in the small apartment. As soon as Du Yan came out of the corridor, he saw the big red motorcycle and the person in a leather jacket sitting on one leg, maintaining the posture of answering the phone.

Snow fell in a thin layer on top of his helmet.

Du Yan frowned, and as soon as he took a step, he was blown back by the old north wind mixed with ice crystals.

And his boyfriend just stood there like this, standing still despite the wind and snow, just to wait for this idiot like himself to come downstairs.

Du Yan felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

Seeing the person coming down, Song Qichen put away his phone, raised his hand and took off his helmet with a very cold expression.

Then he was sneezed violently by the oncoming wind.

Du Yan ran over quickly, rubbed his hands warm and covered his ears, his eyebrows almost twisted into flowers, "Why don't you go upstairs?"

As soon as the words came out, he regretted it, why didn't he go upstairs, you idiot, don't you have a clue?

Du Yan saw his boyfriend whose nose was red from the cold but still very handsome sneered, and grabbed his arm with both hands - it was cold, and Du Yan felt distressed for a while.

Then Song Qichen stepped out of the car with his long legs——Du Yan realized that the motorcycle was parked.

However, before Du Yan found out more, he was already spinning and was pinned to the ground by Song Qichen.

Fortunately, it was winter, the clothes were thicker, and the ground was covered with snow, so I didn't hurt too much from the fall.

Song Qichen knelt down on one knee, his whole body pressed against him, his hands tightly grasping his wrists, and his eyes staring fiercely at him.

"Hide, why don't you hide?" Song Qichen's voice was not so steady, he didn't know if it was angry or frozen.

Du Yan opened his mouth, and before he could speak, he felt the restraint on his left wrist disappear, and then his eyes darkened, and a burning pain came from the side of his face.

It seemed that Song Qichen was really angry, this punch made Du Yan's eyes stare, and the crackling and explosion directly merged with the firecrackers in the distance.

After finally recovering, Du Yan tasted the rust in his mouth.

so cruel...

Du Yan thought about it, but didn't move.He didn't intend to fight back, and lay quietly on the ground, waiting for Song Qichen to vent.

After waiting for a while, the person on the body became silent.

Du Yan raised his head slightly, and found that Song Qichen was lying on his body at some point, grabbing his collar with both hands, buried his face in his chest, and sniffed hard.

This is... crying?

Du Yan raised his arm, stroked his hair lightly, felt the person on his body buried his face deeper, then moved his arms down, hugging him tightly.

The two of them stayed in the snow for an unknown amount of time maintaining their affectionate posture. It wasn't until a child from a family passed them by with a bunch of firecrackers and screamed that Du Yan realized that his hands were almost bare. Perceived.

Getting up awkwardly, Song Qichen lowered his head and patted the snow on his body.

"Go up." Du Yan said unnaturally, licking his lips.

"Yeah." Song Qichen nodded and followed him upstairs.

In my impression, since the two of them made their relationship clear, the atmosphere has never been so awkward as it is now.

Go upstairs in silence, enter the door in silence, sit on the sofa in silence.

Douzhi'er seemed to feel embarrassed, just came over and walked around the two of them twice, then jumped onto the soft cushion and curled up.

"That..." The two spoke at the same time.

"..."

Song Qichen glanced at Du Yan, "You speak first."

"You..." Du Yan wanted to ask Song Qichen why he came to him tonight, but when he saw his face, he frowned, "What's wrong with your face?"

Song Qichen's left corner of his mouth was bruised, and the corner of his eye was also scratched and scabbed.

In my impression, when Song Qichen beat him just now, he shouldn't be so angry that he grabbed the ground with his head...?

"Ah?" Song Qichen froze for a moment, reached out and touched the corner of his mouth, "My parents beat me."

"What?" Du Yan sat up straight in shock.

Song Qichen shrugged, "I said I had a boyfriend, and then we got into a fight."

"What?" Du Yan raised the volume unconsciously, "When?"

"Two days ago, they were so busy that they couldn't come back usually." Song Qichen said.

"What about now?" Du Yan stared at him nervously.

"What now?" Song Qichen didn't understand.

"Where are your parents?" Du Yan asked.

"Leave," Song Qichen said, "beat me up and leave."

"My roommate knows it too, and everyone in the club knows about it too." After thinking for a while, Song Qichen added, "It was my boyfriend who accompanied me on the first day of school."

Du Yan stared at him, shocked and speechless.

Song Qichen calmly said what he had been worried about for so long, what he had been afraid of for so long.

Don't care about the consequences, don't care about other people's eyes.

The point is, he told the people around him that it was him.

Song Qichen's boyfriend is Du Yan.

He wants to go down with him, he wants to have a future with him.

He has been working hard and never thought of giving up.

And he has been hiding.

……

Du Yan bit his lip, hooked the shoulder of the person next to him, and hugged him.

"I'm sorry..." Du Yan closed his eyes and rubbed against his neck, "I'm sorry..."

Song Qichen took a deep breath, then pushed him away.

"Apologize?" He sneered, "It's late."

Du Yan was stunned, and anxiously stretched out his hand to grab him, "I'm really... Chenchen is really, I'm sorry, I..."

"Stop," Song Qichen interrupted him, with a smile gradually showing in his eyes, "Come and see me with the notice from University Z."

"Huh?" Du Yan didn't react.

"If you can't get it," Song Qichen said coldly, "you just kneel at the gate of Z for a summer vacation."

……

The chat with Du Yan stopped at the New Year's Eve last year. After leaving the small apartment on the first day of the new year, the two of them never contacted each other again.

Occasionally, Du Yan would post one or two pictures drawn while relaxing on Weibo, and Song Qichen would always find himself in them, and then silently like them.

Du Yan is concentrating on preparing for the exam, and he also has his own activities to be busy.

As long as a person is busy, time flies. Song Qichen, apart from going to class, throws himself in the library or club activities every day. He is extremely busy but also very fulfilling.

There is nothing wrong with this kind of life, only occasionally in the dormitory when I go back early, the roommate casually mentions "Why didn't I see you and your boyfriend on the phone", will it make him miss the girl who lives far away in T city briefly but passionately? , Du Yan who worked hard with him.

"He'll be here next semester." Song Qichen replied with a smile.

Then continue the work at hand while the roommate booed kindly.

On the day of the college entrance examination, Z University had a two-day holiday.

It was a sunny day outside, and it was rare for Song Qichen not to go to the study room or the library, so Chen Chao kept asking him if he was bewitched.

Song Qichen gave himself two days off, lying on the bed leisurely flipping through Du Yan's Weibo for the past year.

"New semester, come on!"

-come on

"How can I draw so beautifully!"

- Mainly because the people in the painting look good

"The poplar trees on the side of the road are starting to grow green leaves"

- I've been green here for a long time

"What is he doing?"

- Lying down and flipping through your weibo

"I had a dream, I haven't had a dream in a long time"

- What did you dream about?

"I miss him"

"Cross out Kamijou, I want to learn!"

- miss me just miss me

……

"I have an exam tomorrow, Song Xueba gives me strength!!!"

-good

This is the Weibo post yesterday. Song Qichen read it all with the corners of his mouth raised, and left comments one by one below.

The mood followed bright.

After the college entrance examination, Song Qichen didn't send Du Yan a message, and Du Yan didn't send him a message either.

If you say you have to bring a letter from Z University to see you, you have to bring a letter to see you. They are so strict in learning masters.

Song Qichen refreshed Weibo with a smile, and sure enough Du Yan updated it.

"Endure the last few days!"

"Forget it, buy the plane ticket first"

Song Qichen rolled on the bed laughing so hard, and liked each of the two Weibo posts.

……

It was the weekend, and the Psychological Society held a large-scale consultation event. Song Qichen just came out of the event venue, and couldn't help stretching when he walked to the door—it was really exhausting to sit with his back straight all morning.

"Xiao Song." Someone patted him on the shoulder, and Song Qichen turned around to see that it was the deputy minister.

"Brother Qiang, what's the matter?" Song Qichen asked.

"It's okay, I've worked hard all morning," Brother Qiang smiled, "Ask if you're going to eat, Sister Rui and the others agreed to book a table at the south gate."

"I'm not going, I..." Song Qichen was about to refuse when the phone in his hand rang.

He glanced casually, then stared at the screen in disbelief.

"Is someone looking for you?" Seeing his reaction, Brother Qiang didn't ask much, "Then I'll look for Sister Rui and the others."

"Well," Song Qichen nodded, feeling a little dazed in his head, "Thank you Brother Qiang."

After speaking, he raised his legs and ran.

"What are you thanking..." Brother Qiang stared at his flustered back and didn't react.

The sun was very strong at noon, and sweat was dripping from his forehead within two steps, but Song Qichen didn't care, his mind was full of what was said on the screen just now.

Princess Du: Come to the gate

Du Yan is here?

Did Du Yan get the notification from Z University?

No, it's just a matter of time!

Are you so confident?

Song Qichen raised the corners of his mouth and quickened his pace.

He didn't say which door, but Du Yan walked through the north gate when he accompanied him, so Song Qichen ran directly to the north gate.

The north gate was not close to the event venue, and Song Qichen didn't realize that he could take the school bus until he was halfway running.

But who cares, the school bus is probably not as fast as he is now.

Running all the way to the north gate, Song Qichen saw the conspicuous young man standing under the tree tens of meters away.

Song Qichen stopped slowly.

Heart pounding.

The sun shines on his body and hair through the branches and leaves, reflecting a few red spots.

Du Yan dyed his hair red again?

Du Yan seemed to have noticed the movement here, he turned his head and watched Song Qichen approaching him step by step.

In the mottled light and shadow, the boy opened his arms towards him, and raised the corners of his mouth, evoking a smile he was all too familiar with.

Song Qichen laughed uncontrollably, and walked towards him quickly.

"Your hair has to be shaved during military training." Song Qichen said.

"Don't talk about that." Du Yan clicked his tongue and quickly recovered his expression, "Good afternoon, Senior Song Qichen."

"You're wrong," Song Qichen hugged him, "it's your boyfriend."

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