The torn school grass is the lost first love? [Rebirth]

On the weekend, Han Guangyu happily packed up his belongings and went home.

The 500-watt big Yuba was missing in the dormitory, only Zhang Junruo and Qu Linggong were left, and there was an inexplicable sense of tension in the air.

Of course, Qu Linggong stayed in the dormitory because of Zhang Junruo, and he also turned down a football match with another school, just wanting to stay with his "Ruoruo" for a while.

Zhang Junruo frowned once and asked him why he was called "Ruoruo" instead of "Junruo" or "Junjun" as the girls nicknamed him.

Qu Linggong was stunned for a moment, and then said that he just felt that "Ruoruo" was more suitable for him.Zhang Junruo looked suspicious, frowned with a pair of beautiful eyebrows, and was speechless for a while.

Qu Linggong didn't dare to tell the truth in front of Zhang Junruo. When he saw Zhang Junruo's thin and thin appearance, he felt that he was "weak". He didn't say anything about being wronged, and inexplicably aroused a desire to protect, just like an old hen who guards her chicks.

That day, Zhang Junruo was silent for a while, then gently opened his lips, and said to him, "Actually, what you called is correct, only the word 'Ruo' belongs to me."

The tone was flat, without any emotional ups and downs, as if the clouds were calm and the wind was light, and the matter had nothing to do with him, but he made his heart tremble when he said Qu Linggong, Mr. Qu, and his chest hurt all afternoon.

He had followed Zhang Junruo and knew that he was an orphan living in the "Orphan Welfare Home" since he was a child. He said so casually, the amount of information he confided and the predicament he could imagine, combined with his calm and pale face, Qu Ling Gong felt a dull pain in his heart.

In the leisurely time in the morning, the warm winter sun is scattered on the balcony, and the bedroom is quiet and peaceful.

That time because of Lu Xinyue's chocolate candy wrappers, Zhang Junruo and Qu Linggong confided in each other. During this period of time, Qu Linggong regretted that he had taken several big bottles of medicine for his previous bad behavior.Now, he is more gentle and careful, more mature and steady, and because of the long-term experience accumulated in secret observations, he is very good at Zhang Junruo's temper, and he will follow his hair and stroke his hair considerately.

Although the two of them didn't have further contact, they got along without the strangeness and embarrassment they had before.Zhang Junruo occasionally stayed quietly in the dormitory, reading and studying, and there was no trace of obviously wanting to avoid Qu Linggong.This point already made Qu Linggong very gratified and grateful.

Although they communicated with each other, Qu Linggong didn't rush to force Zhang Junruo to accept his intentions. He knew that Zhang Junruo had a slow personality, so he often warned himself, what did the Taoist say?There is no rush.

It's just that his "Ruoruo" is a little lukewarm, and sometimes he doesn't know what he is thinking, frowning a pair of beautiful feathered eyebrows, with a lonely and worried expression on his face, which makes him unable to see through, and because he cannot see through, it makes him even more confused. He was intoxicated.

According to Qu Linggong's analysis, it is likely that Zhang Junruo has no confidence in him and cannot open his heart because of his previous bad behavior and the psychological shadow caused by his bad deeds.

He remembered that Li Yun'an had analyzed Zhang Junruo's character traits with him.Long-term helplessness will make him like a stray cat, very wary of people, and try to keep a certain distance from people.

I'm afraid that if I give my sincerity, what I get in the end will be worse injuries.Thinking of this, Qu Linggong stroked his chest lightly, enduring a burst of heartache.

If only——time could start over again, if only my mind could mature earlier... He liked Ruoruo, and Ruoruo also liked him silently.He will use all his heart and soul to carefully guard that precious and fragile treasure.

Immediately, he comforted himself and said: "It's okay, it's okay, my family Ruoruo is by my side, even if it's an iceberg, it will be covered in heat one day."

Sitting in front of the desk, Qu Linggong spread out a set of physics simulation rolls, sat upright, pretended to be doing the questions, and glanced at Zhang Junruo.

Zhang Junruo was half leaning on the head of the bed, with slender fair fingers, holding a hardcover book with a gold-plated cover, and the unique red label of "Xingyi Library" was pasted on the spine.

Zhang Junruo's slender eyelashes drooped down like a pair of slightly trembling butterfly wings, and his calm and clear eyes, like lake water, followed the words on the page, shifting their eyes and changing lines, turning gently.Obviously, his thoughts were completely immersed in that book, and he looked gentle and peaceful, with an unconventional temperament, obedient and cute.

He has a handsome frame, and an ordinary white sweater suit can also be ironed and pleasing to the eye by him.In this sitting position, the round neckline is dented, exposing a piece of ice-white and delicate skin under the neck and half of the slender and beautiful collarbone.The clavicular fossa bends inward, and the shadows are so vague that it makes people feel itchy.

Qu Linggong narrowed his eyes, his eyes lingering on Zhang Junruo.

Zhang Junruo sat on the bed with bare feet, one of his two evenly slender legs was stretched out, and the other was relaxedly bent.The bent one, because of the folds at the knees, the trouser legs became very short, revealing a large section of graceful ankle bone.

Qu Linggong looked at the snow-white ankle and the arch of the foot, and felt a surge of excitement in his heart, feeling that there was some kind of faint charcoal fire, which was roasting his lower abdomen dully.The charming phoenix eyes are quietly staring at the small protruding ankle bone, looking at a fox coveting its prey.

Zhang Junruo seemed to feel Qu Linggong's fiery eyes, and looked up from the pages of the book, meeting Qu Linggong's burning gaze.

Zhang Junruo has a magnanimous heart, Wu Zhanzhan's pupils are calm and bright, while Mr. Qu, who steals eyes to appreciate the beautiful scenery, looks like a child who has been caught doing bad things, his eyes flustered for a while, and his eyes flicker away.

Qu Linggong recalled the moments when he looked at Zhang Junruo in the past, he was like a bully, always blowing his beard and staring at him, with raised eyebrows, Zhang Junruo always couldn't resist his fierce eyes, and was defeated , endured the panic, at a loss, and took the initiative to look away.It turns out that things have changed over time, and now the two of them have moved from place to place.

In order to break the embarrassment in the air, he cleared his throat, looking for something to say: "Aren't you going to the study room today?"

After a long while, the other side opened his lips slightly, and said in a low voice in a clear and magnetic voice, "Well—today, I feel a little—uncomfortable."

Qu Linggong was so aroused by his slightly lazy, slightly nasal melodious voice today, he wondered: Why is there such a Zhang Junruo in the world, who can say just a word and be able to What about the person who teased him to death?It was simply his destined nemesis, born specifically to deal with him.

After digesting the meaning of this sentence and reacting, Qu Linggong suddenly turned around, looked at Zhang Junruo's slightly pale face, and strode up to him with long legs. beep.

"What's wrong? Where's the pain?" Qu Linggong frowned, examining Zhang Junruo's whole body carefully, with a worried and distressed expression on his face.

Zhang Junruo was startled by the posture of him rushing to bully him, his whole body froze, Wu Zhanzhan looked up at the tall and burly Qu Linggong, his pupils suddenly widened, and there was a flash of dazedness at the bottom of his eyes, Shoulders shrunk back stiffly.

Seeing it, Qu Linggong didn't say anything. He adjusted his standing posture, bent his knees, and slowly squatted down. He was at eye level with him, and asked earnestly in a gentle and low voice: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

He remembered that he had prepared a simple breakfast for Zhang Junruo in the morning. Zhang Junruo said that he had no appetite and only drank a cup of hot milk.

Probably because of an upset stomach, and I'm stiffening myself.Qu Linggong thought to himself.

Qu Linggong stared straight at Zhang Junruo's hesitant eyes, the corners of his mouth were drawn into a straight line, quietly waiting for him to say how uncomfortable he was.

Zhang Junruo raised his eyes to look at his worried expression, there was a glint of light in his eyes, and finally he pursed his lips, and said a few words in a low voice: "Mouth ulcer."

"Mouth ulcer?" Qu Linggong looked at him with a frown, Zhang Junruo caught a trace of anger in Qu Linggong's eyes, inexplicably felt like a child who did something wrong, lowered his eyelids, looked down, and looked at the corner of the floor.

"Why didn't you tell me about the oral ulcer?" Qu Linggong asked displeased.

After being choked for a long time, Zhang Junruo said softly, "Will it not hurt if I tell you?"

Choked by him, Qu Linggong thought for a moment, that's right, he couldn't refute.

Qu Linggong stood up, raised his handsome eyebrows, and pinched Zhang Junruo's slightly slender chin involuntarily with his big bony hands. Zhang Junruo opened his obsidian-like black pupils in amazement, and looked up at Qu Linggong in surprise.

Qu Linggong pinched his jaw and pulled him up, with a ferocious expression on his face, but he said to him in a hoarse voice with a gentle voice like coaxing a child, " Be good—open your mouth and let me see!"

The voice was gentle and low, which had a hypnotic effect in the ears. With a majesty and persistence that could not be disobeyed, Zhang Junruo frowned, and opened his mouth slightly hesitantly.

In the next second, Qu Linggong raised his big empty hand as if he thought he wasn't wide enough, and put his finger on his lower lip. His handsome face moved a little closer, and his sword eyebrows were knit together. , narrowing his long and narrow phoenix eyes, carefully inspecting the inside of his mouth.

Zhang Junruo's long eyelashes trembled suddenly, his cheeks were blushing, his whole body was stiff, his fingers were tightly clenched by his side, and his breathing froze for a moment.The embarrassment and tension that can't be hidden seem to stretch the time infinitely.

After a while, Qu Linggong let go of the fingers pinching his lower lip, frowned and blamed displeasedly: "There are so many bubbles! How did you do it? Did you accidentally bite?"

Just as Zhang Junruo let go of the shackles, his body relaxed, his chest rose and fell violently, and he took a few deep breaths, because he held his breath nervously just now, and felt that he was about to suffocate to death.

In the next second, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and a big warm hand brushed away the broken hair on his forehead, and stroked his forehead.There was a sullen look on the man's ferocious face.

With a look of hesitation on his face, there was a hint of anger in his tone: "You have a fever, you!"

He immediately withdrew, and the powerful aura and familiar smell followed his master away. Zhang Junruo was slightly startled, and looked up at Qu Linggong's tall, thin back.

He was looking for something in the storage cabinet next to the door.Zhang Junruo secretly adjusted to the disordered breathing just now.After a while, Qu Linggong turned around and smiled, shook the long and thin thing in his hand, and said to him, "I found it."

His face changed from the previous sullenness, and now his smiling eyes are crooked and his face is full of joy, like a child who has found a treasure.

After a while, Qu Linggong took the thermometer Zhang Junruo handed him, looked at him with a frown, and said, "37 degrees [-], I have a low fever."

Zhang Junruo lowered his eyelids and replied softly: "Oh".

Qu Linggong was not happy with his response, a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes lingered on his face for a while, seeing Zhang Junruo felt guilty for a while.In the end, Eldest Master Qu gave him a hard look, Zhang Junruo instantly drooped his pointed ears like a kitten being bullied by a big dog.

"Change your clothes and take you to the hospital!" Qu Linggong said with a frown.

"It's just a mouth ulcer, there's no need to go to the hospital." Zhang Junruo replied to him in a low voice.

"Don't you need to go to the hospital? Oral ulcers are so severe that you even have a low-grade fever. Don't you need to go to the hospital? If you don't treat a cold well, you can die, do you know that?" His tone was a little anxious, with a dignified air.

Zhang Junruo stared at him blankly, he changed his clothes on his own, and stood in the middle of the bedroom like no one else, not far from Zhang Junruo, with his strong arms crossed around his waist, he grabbed the corner of the pullover around his waist, and pulled it upwards. , a healthy complexion is in sight.Broad shoulders and narrow hips, a thick back and a small piece of tight abdominal muscle that is exposed when turned sideways is proudly taut.

Zhang Junruo felt his cheeks heat up, and hurriedly lowered his eyelids.After a while, I heard Qu Linggong say: "I haven't changed your clothes yet. Are you waiting for me to change them for you?"

Zhang Junruo recalled the embarrassment of being undressed by Qu Linggong when he had a stomach attack last time, his eyebrows twitched slightly, he stood up silently, and went to the closet to search for clothes.

Qu Linggong knew that he was injured, and he didn't want others to see him, so he opened the door thoughtfully and went out for a while.Zhang Junruo silently put on a white sweater, dark denim trousers, and a silver-gray cotton coat.

Because of the low-grade fever, the whole person was in a trance, there was no strength in the legs, one foot was deep and the other was shallow, a little top-heavy, and the whole body was sore and limp.

Qu Linggong came back in time and looked at him with a satisfied expression on his face.Lifting her long legs lightly, she leisurely staggered past him and stood in the closet not far behind him, searching for something.

He turned back to look at him suspiciously, his eyes blurred, his ignorant mind was a little unable to react, and when he looked intently, Qu Linggong had already stood in front of him, his beautiful diamond-shaped lips curled up slightly, like a treasure offering Child, with his own evil smirk.

He looked down, and at some point around his neck, there was a circle of silver-gray warm and soft things like moonlight.

He stretched out his slender and white fingers, and lightly touched the silver-gray thing. The texture was delicate and smooth, and it felt very comfortable to the touch.It is a scarf knitted from very high-quality wool.

In close contact with the delicate skin on the neck, I don't feel itchy at all, I just feel surrounded by a burst of comfort and tenderness. I don't know if it's because of the low-grade fever or the comfortable touch. Zhang Junruo feels a little drunk in his head.

He raised his eyes bluntly, and because of the heat from the fever, there was a trace of desolate crimson in his eyes.

He opened his mouth, confused in his mind, not knowing what to say.

Qu Linggong seemed very satisfied with his slightly dazed expression, and praised: "I knew it would suit you very well, and it would match well with this light gray padded jacket. Haha."

He conjured up a pair of matching silver-gray wool gloves out of nowhere, and there was a silver button embossed with a little lion on the neckline. The button was exquisite and luxurious, sparkling and full of luxury fashion in British style.

Qu Linggong took his hand, put the pair of silver-gray gloves on his hands carefully, and finally adjusted the scarf around his neck, putting on a shape he was satisfied with, looking at him After scrutinizing it for a while, he nodded with great satisfaction, and there was a smile in his eyes that he had successfully given a gift.

Seeing this, Zhang Junruo bit the flesh in his lower lip hard and imperceptibly. The ulcer in his mouth was squeezed, and he clamored to spread the burning and stinging pain. He lowered his head and frowned his beautiful brows, feeling that the tingling pain made his ignorant mind clear.

My heart was full of bitterness and sadness.He should have been happy and moved, but he was only full of sadness.

He grew up and they all grew up.Nothing in the world is permanent, everything will change, it will become bad, from bright and deep to devastated, unbearable to see.Nothing will last forever under the washing of time.

Fireworks are easy to be cold, glass is easy to break, he is no longer the ignorant and fearless child who rushed towards that person recklessly with the whole world full of infatuation.He is afraid, afraid of giving his sincerity again, and what he gets is a mess, full of scars, happiness is too short, he is afraid of repeating the same mistakes, and at the last moment, he cannot bear the piercing pain of loss.

Qu Linggong looked at Zhang Junruo's deeply lowered head, thinking that he was shy, with a look of Tao Ran and complacency that he had successfully given the gift, but he didn't notice Zhang Junruo's embarrassing eyes that had changed several times in a flash under his bangs.

He opened the door, grabbed Zhang Junruo's waist inadvertently, and gently pushed him out of the door, holding a bunch of silver keychains in the shape of strawberry milk in his hand, and was about to go out, a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes unintentionally Glancing into Zhang Junruo's bed, he saw the book Zhang Junruo was reading just now, with the words "The Great Gatsby" written on the gold-plated cover.

Recently, the movie of the same name has been released in various places, and the comments on this book have been raging for a while. He took a step forward curiously, and saw the writing on the waist of the hardcover book - "We have been looking for the lost treasures all our lives. "

What a beautiful sentence, he thought.He accidentally read the reviews of this movie, and thought that "The Great Gatsby" was a story about the broken "American Dream", and it turned out that there was another poetic and beautiful interpretation.

I don't know the sadness, forbearance, hardship and unbearable cruelty behind that story.

☆, light chaser