Shelf life love

It was past six o'clock in the evening, which was the most crowded and noisy time outside Xiaonanmen.A narrow alley, full of traffic, Qi Lin almost ran past cold noodle stalls and small fried shops, without squinting, his chest was shaking a bit, I don't know if it was because of the rush of the road, or just because of Ye Zhuohan Incoming message.

"I'll pick you up at Xiaonanmen."

It is "pick up", not "wait".

When he received this news, Qi Lin had already imagined Ye Zhuohan's appearance near the small south gate—the thin summer clothes were replaced by dark autumn clothes, and the bicycle that had carried him many times was parked beside him, With one hand in his pocket and the other hand holding his mobile phone, he was browsing with his head down, his aura was incompatible with the noise around him.

They haven't been in touch for a while, but Qi Lin actually sneaks up to the top floor every week, takes a look at Ye Zhuohan, and returns to the intermediate class.

He concealed it so well that even Zou Jiao, the most sensitive among his friends, didn't know that he liked a boy.

The temperature in Yuecheng had dropped in the past two days, the clothes on his body were thick, and the road was crowded. When he finally arrived at Xiaonanmen, Qi Lin was a little short of breath.

He looked into the avenue, and his eyes suddenly stopped.

The street lamp turned on just as he looked at it, and the orange light poured over Ye Zhuohan's body.

Just like his imagination, Ye Zhuohan was wearing a dark gray hooded sweater, a black jacket, jeans, and flip leather boots, leaning on the bicycle, very cool.

Ye Zhuohan also saw him and waved his right hand.

Qi Lin immediately ran to the streetlight, his heart was scratching restlessly like a kitten's paw.

As he got closer, Qi Lin realized that Ye Zhuohan had grown taller again.

He was already shorter than Ye Zhuohan, and now the height difference between the two is more obvious than it was during the summer vacation.

"You..." Qi Lin used his height as the opening remark, "Brother Xiaolong, have you grown taller?"

Ye Zhuohan stood with the backlight, the eye sockets and the side of the bridge of the nose had just the right shadows, deep and charming, the tails of the deep eyes were slightly curved, and there was a gentle smile.

Qi Lin didn't wait for an answer, but was patted on the top of his head.

Ye Zhuohan was rubbing his hair.

His heart tightened a bit.

"You haven't grown. But your hair has grown and is softer than when you cut it."

Ye Zhuohan's words made him angry and funny, but the embarrassment of not being in contact for no reason, and meeting again because of a message, seemed to fade away with this sentence.

"Come up." Ye Zhuohan signaled the back seat with his gaze, "Class is about to start."

Sitting on the back seat, when passing through the long tree-lined road, Qi Lin remembered that half a year ago, in early spring, he was impatient to stop Ye Zhuohan because he was about to be late.

At that time, Ye Zhuohan's eyes were extremely cold, and his heart was probably also cold. Not only did he not carry him, but he also unloaded the back seat when he went back.

He had the cheek to put the back seat back.

What did he say then?

——The back seat cannot be removed, because it can carry the girl you like in the future.

The cool autumn wind whizzed by, rolling up the golden yellow that covered the ground.Qi Lin looked at the back of Ye Zhuohan who was close at hand, his cheeks were slightly hot.

From a cold refusal to an active invitation, at least Ye Zhuohan doesn't hate him, there should be a little liking for him.

But is this like the same as his like?

Do you want to be together from now on, exclusive likes, not like good brothers and friends?

"Brother Xiaolong." Qi Lin called softly.

Ye Zhuohan turned his face sideways, "Yes."

Qi Lin: "It's okay, just watch the way."

Ye Zhuohan: "Oh."

After passing the tree-lined road and riding along the lake for a short distance, you will arrive at the old teaching building.

Qi Lin felt the tide in his heart, couldn't hold it back, and called again, "Brother Xiaolong."

Ye Zhuohan's voice was deeper this time, "Huh?"

Qi Lin felt that he was really caught by the hook, and his heart itched unbearably, "I'll just yell."

He couldn't see Ye Zhuohan's expression, he didn't know that the corners of Ye Zhuohan's lips slightly raised, and there was a gentle gleam in his eyes.

"Don't run anymore." The bicycle was parked downstairs, Ye Zhuohan said: "I will pick you up at Xiaonanmen on Tuesdays and Thursdays."

Autumn is the time when all trees wither, but the vegetation around the old teaching building has a soft aroma, like wine that has been brewed for a long time.

Qi Lin got a little over the top, walked over suddenly, and hugged Ye Zhuohan firmly.

Ye Zhuohan's eyes dilated imperceptibly, and his body tensed up.

But because of the thick clothes, Qi Lin couldn't feel it.

"Thank you." Qi Lin patted him hard on the back twice, "I'll go find you after class."

Ye Zhuohan didn't draw seriously all night.

He Panpan explained the skills to him, but he lost his mind one after another. He Panpan finally sighed, "Xiaolong, are you dissatisfied with me and want to change your teacher?"

Only then did Ye Zhuohan turn his gaze to his grieving teacher.

"No, I'm just..." The following words stuck in his throat and were swallowed.

How could he tell He Panpan that he was thinking of Qi Lin from the intermediate class downstairs, and Qi Lin's two "brother Xiaolong".

He once asked a psychiatrist about how to be humorous and an interesting person.

The psychiatrist was quite surprised, as if the word "interesting" shouldn't appear on him, but the psychiatrist still gave him some suggestions, such as trying to associate with people with different personalities and observing their reactions when facing one thing.

He tried, but quickly gave up.

Because in his eyes, those who are observed by him do not have an interesting symbol like piles of wood.

Talking to people makes him feel unhappy and irritable.

There are several universities near the Academy of Fine Arts, so there are many bookstores.

In summer, he and Qi Lin occasionally went to bookstores. Qi Lin liked to look through picture albums, but he thought they were too expensive, so he never bought them.He remembered that he had seen a collection of bad jokes on the best-selling booth once, so he went to buy a few copies.

Reading a book is easier than talking to a stranger.

But those cold jokes didn't make him feel funny, he couldn't catch the joke at all.The only lame joke I ever learned was to pat someone on the head for not being tall.

Qi Lin didn't find it funny, his attempt failed.

But Qi Lin hugged him later and said "thank you" to him, and he felt very happy again.

In the intermediate class, Qi Lin couldn't concentrate on the class, his mind was occupied by Ye Zhuohan, and Jiang Yue's buzzing flies were in his ears.

"Brother Lin, Brother Lin, I am so happy!"

"Do you know that it is a big deal for a man to confess successfully? I love Brother Qiang, and Brother Qiang loves me too. We are made for each other!"

"Brother Qiang is so caring. Although she always bullies me, she gave me a present for my birthday last week. I like it so much!"

Ever since they went to the capital to participate in the summer camp, the relationship between Jiang Yue and Brother Qiang has heated up rapidly. Qi Lin has become the object of Jiang Yue's confidant boy's heart.

But Jiang Yue's last sentence reminded him.

Birthday!

He hasn't asked when Ye Zhuohan's birthday is!

"October 10th." Ye Zhuohan pushed the bicycle, a little surprised, "Why did you suddenly ask about your birthday?"

When Qi Lin heard this, he just stayed where he was.

October 10th is last week!He happened to miss Ye Zhuohan's birthday!

Ye Zhuohan didn't understand what Qi Lin's reaction was, "Huh?"

Qi Lin squatted down with his head in his arms, and messed up his hair a few times, completely forgetting that as a super handsome, hair is as important as his face.

Ye Zhuohan frowned, then squatted down, "What's wrong with you?"

Qi Lin raised his head and looked at Ye Zhuohan anxiously: "I missed your birthday!"

I'm guilty!I am a fool!

Ye Zhuohan was even more puzzled.

Is missing a birthday something to regret?why so sad

Birthdays don't have any special meaning to him, and this day even makes him feel more boring than other days, because when he was a child, there was a family feast, and he thought it was noisy.

Qi Lin's appearance made him a little at a loss.

Is Qi Lin complaining that he didn't invite him to the birthday party?But he didn't hold a birthday party at all this year, and spent a day doing physics competition questions in the tool room alone.

"I don't have a birthday." Ye Zhuohan thought for a while, and thought that saying this would probably be able to appease Qi Lin.

But Qi Lin opened his eyes even wider, and said for a moment: "You mean, no one will accompany you to celebrate your birthday?"

Ye Zhuohan nodded.

So there is no birthday party, you haven't missed anything, don't regret it.

Qi Lin was hit by unprecedented annoyance.

If he hadn't deliberately stayed away because he fell in love with Ye Zhuohan, he would have been able to spend his birthday with Ye Zhuohan last week.

When he thought of Ye Zhuohan celebrating his birthday alone, his heart ached.

Ye Zhuohan accompanied him to Xingxutan to see the most spectacular summer starry sky, but he did not accompany Ye Zhuohan to celebrate his birthday.

"I'll make it up for you!" Qi Lin said seriously.

Ye Zhuohan raised his brows in doubt, and wanted to say "no", but Qi Lin seemed very excited and didn't allow him to refuse.

Ye Zhuohan pulled him up from the ground, smiled, "Okay."

On the weekend, the weather was even colder, Qi Lin wrapped his scarf and skipped Sunday afternoon class.

This is not a date, before going out, he repeatedly said to himself in front of the mirror, this is just to make up for Ye Zhuohan's birthday.

On the other hand, Ye Zhuohan was much more relaxed.

The last time Qi Lin and his classmates went to the "Empty City", he went to see it by himself later, almost all of them were teenagers of seventeen or eighteen years old, in groups, only he had no companions by his side.

He felt noisy after only staying for a while.

But if Qi Lin wants to go to the "empty city" today, he can be patient.

There was no "empty city" in Qi Lin's plan. He chose a restaurant with few people for lunch at noon, arranged a movie in the afternoon, and went for a walk wherever he wanted after the meal.

There were a lot of people in the movie theater on weekends, Qi Lin wanted to watch the popcorn movie just released, but considering Ye Zhuohan didn't like places with a lot of people, he specially bought a literary movie with the least audience.

Ye Zhuohan was holding two buckets of popcorn, feeling a little dazed.

He has never been to a public movie theater, so he subconsciously rejects it, but Qi Lin seems to be looking forward to it.

"Let's go." Qi Lin came over with two cups of Coke, "We're basically booking out this time. I bought the corner of the last row. Except for us, there are only people in the middle of the last row."

The hypnotic effect of literary and artistic films is top-notch. Qi Lin ate popcorn and watched for a while at the beginning, then began to doze off, and fell asleep directly in the second half.

But Ye Zhuohan watched the whole scene.

When the light came on, Qi Lin woke up, feeling speechless, thinking that he would fall asleep, didn't Ye Zhuohan look harder?

It seems that the strategies on the Internet are really unbelievable. Watching movies is a big failure today!

But Ye Zhuohan's reaction was beyond his expectation.

"It's a good movie."

Qi Lin thought he had heard wrong.

Ye Zhuohan said: "But there are some places I can't understand."

Qi Lin thought, it would be strange if he could understand all the literary films.

Although there were only a few spectators for their show, when the show ended, a wave of people poured out when the hit movie next door finished. Qi Lin consciously blocked Ye Zhuohan as a gentleman, and walked downstairs while chatting about the plot.

Qi Lin has a knack - even if he hasn't watched the movie for a minute, he can still chat for five yuan.

"I didn't understand anything." He said, "I'll analyze it for you."

Ye Zhuohan said a few things, he was half fooling and half citing scriptures, so that Ye Zhuohan didn't have time to interrupt.

"Really?" Ye Zhuohan looked dubious.

"I have read countless films, believe me." He was actually a little guilty.

"There is another place." Ye Zhuohan said again: "Why does Zhou Xi know that Liang Yue is thinking about her? Liang Yue didn't do anything."

Zhou Xi and Liang Yue are the heroine and heroine of this literary film. Ye Zhuohan said that Qi Lin had already fallen asleep when the episode was played, but this did not prevent him from making up stories.

It was cold winter when Liang Yue missed Zhou Xi, and when the temperature just dropped, he also missed Ye Zhuohan very much.

He attributes it to the weather.

"When it's cold, people become sensitive." Qi Lin said earnestly, "It's easy to think of people who have warmed you. A small movement, such as wrapping a towel tightly, or pulling up clothes, may express missing. Not to mention that Liang Yue told Zhou Xi that he felt that this winter was extremely cold. This is an obvious hint."

Ye Zhuohan asked: "Cold means missing someone?"

Qi Lin met Ye Zhuohan's sincere eyes, and suddenly wanted to explain - I was just joking, to tease you.

But he couldn't say anything.

In the end, I could only say: "Yes, the cold means miss."

After watching the movie, it was still early, Qi Lin wanted to pick out a gift for Ye Zhuohan.

The gift should have been prepared in advance, but this time it was too hasty, he couldn't think of a suitable gift for Ye Zhuohan, and he didn't have time to buy it on the street.

"You still want to give me a gift?" The sun came out in the afternoon, shining brightly in Ye Zhuohan's eyes.

"I'm not ready this year, so I can only make do with it." Qi Lin wanted to clenched his fist, "I will definitely, definitely, definitely prepare a special gift for you next year!"

Ye Zhuohan smiled again, softly but very charmingly, "What special gift?"

"I didn't think about it, but it must be meaningful." Qi Lin was anxious about what to give this year, "Let's not care about next year, what do you want this year?"

Ye Zhuohan has no idea about gifts, Ye Lingzheng will give him gifts every year, expensive and rare, he never lacks gifts, and he will never be pleased by them.

But when Qi Lin asked him what gift he wanted, he thought about it seriously, as if what he was about to receive was the first birthday present in his life.

There are people coming and going in the city center, and there are many hawkers shuttling.

Ye Zhuohan suddenly saw a little girl carrying a flower bucket.

So he stretched out his hand in the direction of the little girl.

Qi Lin looked over and couldn't help being surprised.

"Give me a flower." Ye Zhuohan said.