Don't run after school next door!

Lin Zan moved his stiff fingers and turned to look at the cart.

The door was closed, and Fang Xun had been walking for a while.I don't know if it's because the light has dimmed, but Lin Zan feels that these flowers are not as bright as before.

He pushed the car inside.The flower pots and the shelves used to put the flowers have been purchased online before, and now it is just a matter of transplanting the flowers and plants and putting them away.

The hydrangea bought flower branches directly. He first filled a short square mouth bottle with water, and then inserted the pink and purple flowers in it.At the beginning, I didn't plan to buy flower arrangements. Where should I put them?

The work room is relatively monotonous, so put it on the small round table inside.He walked up the stairs with the vase, but time suddenly stopped at a certain moment, and he stood at the corner, motionless.

Like all unacceptable emotional reactions, all he had at first was blank, forgetting what he was doing, and falling into another state.

After staying in a daze for more than ten seconds, he continued to move forward. Immediately afterwards, disappointment and disgust flooded up.This trance reaction is annoying because it looks stupid.

After placing the flower in the desired place, he sat on the single sofa beside him, resting his chin on one hand, looking at the flower tiredly.

It's too abrupt.This flower placed here is extremely ugly, no matter how it fits in with the surrounding decorations.

The more he looked at it, the more he suffocated, he frowned tightly.

It's not as messy here as usual.After completing a work two days ago, he tidied it up, and now the room looks tidy and comfortable.

But why is he so uncomfortable?

Maybe it's because it's too clean, and it doesn't feel like he usually works.As soon as he stepped here, he would become calm, making things, recording, whatever.He is always looking for the busy but peaceful state of mind in the chaos.

not now.His heart was like a fire, the temperature was not very high, not to the point of pain, but little by little it made it more difficult to breathe.He was in a very bad mood.

The flowers are ugly, the table is ugly, everything in front of him is so ugly that he can suffocate him!

Ah, no, you have to calm down, just calm down.Didn't he discover his temperament of getting angry when he doesn't get what he wants some time ago?

It's not enough to just discover it, he must learn to control it.You can't throw things and lose your temper. It's useless. It's better to think about the solution.

Lin Zan took a deep breath, looking for a way to heal himself. He thought of Lu Lu's psychological therapy. He imagined himself standing on a meadow with a few butterflies beside him...

Before the scene was fully constructed, he suddenly stopped.He couldn't believe that the world he was creating with his own mind had intruded into a character who was not at all what he was imagining.

"Fang Xun." He muttered to himself, gnashing his teeth and chanting out the character's name.

Anger always drives out impulse and intuition.As soon as he said these two words, he understood everything!

There is nothing wrong with the flowers, and there is nothing wrong with this room, it is Fang Xun who is wrong.Why did you say that, why didn't you want to contact me frequently, why did you leave?

I know, I like you, I don't want you to say that to me!

There was a strong soreness at the tip of his nose, and he couldn't bear it. He took a deep breath, trying to stop these pitiful and stupid tears from flowing out.

He has never liked anyone, and he doesn't particularly know how to deal with love.But if there is no frequent contact, it means rejection.

Lin Zan bent down and buried his face between his two palms.

He really wanted to hold back his tears, but maybe he was an overly emotional person, and his tear glands were not controlled by his will at all, so he shed tears on his own and wet his palms.

Fuck, he swears again rarely in his heart.Cry with a hammer, there is nothing to cry about.

Probably because the word hammer appeared in his mind, he seemed to hear the sound of the hammer hammering something, again and again, very hurriedly.

Lin Zan cried miserably and didn't make any sound, but his back heaved and his tears fell endlessly.

But the sound of the hammer didn't stop.No, someone is knocking on the door.

Damn, why is he so miserable?She was crying like a fool, and someone knocked on the door.I don't want to open the door, damn it!

He resentfully tore off two pieces of paper, wiped his face indiscriminately, and ran downstairs. He really wanted to open the door and shout "Who is knocking on the hammer door", but his good upbringing still made him stop At the entrance, he asked in a nasal voice, "Who is this?"

"it's me."

The frowning brows suddenly relaxed.Lin Zan stared at the door blankly, not knowing what was going on in his heart.He was a little weak, his breath seemed to be light, and the air here seemed to have been sucked out.

It is four o'clock in the afternoon.

Lin Zan took another step forward, his hands trembling slightly, and opened the door.

Fang Xun stood outside, his hair was soaked with sweat, his astonishingly bright eyes fell on Lin Zan the moment the door opened.

What to say?It seems strange to say anything.

So Lin Zan remained silent, only looking at Fang Xun.

"I..." He didn't speak, so Fang Xun spoke first.But just after he said a word, Lin Zan suddenly turned around.

Lin Zan raised his head slightly, and quickly wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.Sure enough, Lin Xiaozan, who was unbelievable and coquettish, had become like this. When he saw Fang Xunlai, he was still happy, and even wanted to cry a little bit.

He tried his best not to tremble in his voice: "Is there something wrong?"

Fang Xun looked at his back and easily noticed the indifference in his words, but he sincerely explained his purpose: "I found the answer."

Lin Zan turned his head sideways: "What answer?"

He hasn't let Fang Xun in yet, one is inside and the other is outside.This distance from the door is bitter and sad.

But Fang Xun didn't care about the cold door.All his eyes and attention fell on Lin Zan's face, on this man.

He walked away from here in despair not long ago, got on the bus, but halfway through the bus, he stood up abruptly, got off at the next stop, and ran back like crazy.

Fang Xun doesn't need to take a car, he needs to run, his body is burning, and he needs to rely on the breeze to cool him down and save his hopelessly stupid mind.

Unlike Lin Zan, he cannot understand the existence of love in his willfulness.

His mother's failed marriage made him think that love is an extremely stupid thing, and he didn't speculate on his feelings for Lin Zan at all.

However, he still came back here and wanted to say something: "Whether I'm in the same school or not, I want to keep in touch with you from time to time, but time and space have nothing to do with you."

There is no way my passion for you can cool down.

Lin Zan was stunned for a few seconds.Then, he turned around slowly and stared at Fang Xun.

Before Fang Xun could react, he punched him in the face.It was hot, but it didn't hurt very much, but this was the first time Lin Zan, who had never fought, was violent.

Fang Xun looked at him in surprise, but saw a large tear falling from Lin Zan's eye socket. He said with red eyes: "The landing technique failed, I can't help it."

"So are you relieved now?" Fang Xun asked sincerely.

Lin Zan raised his hand and wiped his tears vigorously, and said in a muffled voice, "Does it hurt?" Who told you to embarrass me so much.

"It doesn't hurt." Fang Xun said comfortingly, caring more about his tears than his own face.

But Lin Zan didn't seem to stop crying because of his words.He cried so embarrassingly, like opening a gate, weeping bitterly.

Too much, he thought.Why is he so hypocritical, because Fang Xun is so sad to death because of a word, and because of his word, he is so happy to death.He was so angry that he punched him, but he didn't hurt him, and he didn't show any fucking masculinity!

Lin Zan's temper couldn't be restrained anymore. He felt that he was too ashamed, so he turned around and went back into the room, trying to avoid Fang Xun's gaze.

"Can I come in?" Fang Xun asked behind him.

Lin Zan shouted loudly: "No!"

But Fang Xun still came in, quickly caught up with him, grabbed his hand, and said softly, "Don't cry."

grass.Is the switch of his lacrimal gland located at Fang Xun?After Fang Xun said this, he actually didn't want to cry much.

He was obsessed with Fang Xun's tone like a neurotic, and he liked his indulgent and gentle voice so much.

The more this happened, the more embarrassed he felt, and the more embarrassed he was, the more he would inevitably make a fool of himself.Like a kitten, he broke away from Fang Xun's hand and punched and kicked him.

Fang Xun had no choice but to hug him, wanting to stop him, but he couldn't bear to use too much strength, so the two finally fought together and fell to the carpet together.

Lin Zan hit Fang Xun's chest, and Fang Xun hugged him tightly to prevent him from moving.Naturally, he suddenly thought of that night, they also slept together in this posture, hugging each other all night.

That inexplicable temper suddenly dissipated.Lin Zan relaxed his body, leaned his head on Fang Xun's body, and panted.

"Have you calmed down?" Fang Xun asked in his ear.

"I'm an idiot, don't worry about me, I just went crazy." Lin Zan realized how unreasonable he was making trouble, his ears turned red, and he whispered.

"No." Fang Xun rubbed his head lightly, "You just have emotions, just fight."

Lin Zan's nose suddenly felt a little sore again. He closed his eyes and said, "I haven't even started to tidy up my flowers yet."

"I'll help you."

"Ah."

Saying this, neither of them intended to get up from the carpet, the two of them were still close together, never separated at all.

After a while, Fang Xun remembered something very important and asked, "Are you really going to tutor next week?"

This is the truth, Lin Zan said: "I'm going to study English."

Fang Xun was obviously not very happy: "Do you need to make up for your grades? I remember your English score was very high last time."

Although he is not very proud of his good grades, he still feels very comfortable listening to his words. The little Lin Zan in his heart puffed up his chest and couldn't help pretending to be aggressive: "There is really nothing to improve in terms of grades, but I Just practice speaking."

Speaking of this, he was a little depressed, and whispered to Fang Xun: "Actually, my spoken English is a bit plastic, and I didn't make a lot of noise in my early self-study. I didn't feel it before. After I got the first place in the city last time, many people knew me. I am, I am under pressure all of a sudden.”

He sighed: "I want to improve my spoken English quickly before everyone realizes that I'm good at it."

Fang Xun couldn't help laughing.

When he was halfway through the laugh, a soft misty desire crept into his heart again.

In this happy atmosphere, he silently lost his mind, and his heart was covered with that layer of tulle that made him feel sweet and unbearable.

Why do you want to kiss his forehead so much now that you no longer have the urge to kiss his mole?

The author has something to say:

Everyone should understand my swearword vocabulary reserves.Fuck, rely on two words to say back and forth.Today, I searched my brains to think about something different, but I only thought of "laugh with a hammer".Damn, it's too imposing!