recovery reaction ABO

November gradually has the tone of autumn, and the time of day begins to shorten. At five or six o'clock, the clouds are clear, and the night is a pleasant night with a white moon and a clear wind.

Jiang He raised his hand lightly, and the basketball flew through the air in a parabola, and finally hit the basket.He turned around and gave Lin Cha, who was watching, a flaunting smile of a male courtship.

Lin Cha smiled back at him.His smile is very special.No matter how many bad things he has in his heart, when others see him smiling, they will feel that this person must be naturally optimistic, open to everything, and has no troubles.

Jiang He rolled the basketball on the ground, sat next to Lin Cha, and waited for him to twist the cap of the water bottle for himself. While chatting wildly, he somehow mentioned the relationship between Yan Minglu and Lin Cha: "Everyone said he was biased. You, do you feel it?"

"I don't think so, I'm not familiar with him."

"He didn't scold you for being late!"

"Maybe he was in a good mood that day, but that doesn't prove anything."

Jiang He groaned knowingly: "Let me just say, how can Yan Minglv be partial to anyone? He doesn't like anyone."

"Go back and study." Lin Cha stood up.They made an appointment to study together, and after only three hours of studying, Jiang He complained that he was tired, so Lin Cha had to accompany him down to play basketball for a while.

A week has passed since the night of breaking up, and my thoughts have gradually settled.It was still difficult for Lin Cha to fall asleep.Sleep is like a delicate piece of porcelain, and he wants to protect it to cross the single-plank bridge and reach the dreamland on the other side of the cliff.

When he was alone and awake before falling asleep, he would go back and think about the matter carefully, and then he found that he agreed with Jiang He's pursuit at the beginning, because he was indeed thoughtful and disciplined.Yan Minglu has emotional experience other than him, why can't he have it.

Jiang He is a frivolous person, very suitable for someone like Lin Cha who can't be serious.Everyone can be a companion at will, even if they are separated, they will never hurt their hearts.

This suitor doesn't even know that what he keeps talking about is his biggest rival in love: "Fuck, it's Biochemical's turn again tomorrow, every time that evil god turns over the roster, I have a Parkinson's attack, and my hair can shake out." Phantom. I'm afraid he called the name."

As he spoke, he put his hand on Lin Cha's shoulder, and said with a playful smile, "But Xiao Cha, you don't have to be afraid, you can answer whatever he asks."

On the way back to the library, he passed the medical building. Lin Cha looked up at the window of Yan Minglu's office.The lights won't turn on, it's so late, Yan Minglu has already returned home from get off work.

Such a spacious home.

"He won't call my name." Lin Cha looked at the road ahead again.

"Why are you so sure?"

"I've answered the question so many times, he won't call me up again."

Even when imparting and receiving knowledge, he would no longer talk to himself face to face.In today's tutorial class, he asked questions, not only in exchange for insignificant formulaic answers.

Is it because I have never had real feelings before, that I can release it so cleanly and quickly, with a touch of cold and numb determination.

See him again tomorrow.

Lin Cha has been a good student for more than ten years, and it was the first time he had the idea of ​​skipping class.

He didn't, and he was still sitting in the first row, but his eyes were fixed on the courseware on the screen, and he didn't look at the lecturer himself.

But a big class lasts for two and a half hours, sometimes out of habit, he still casts his eyes over Yan Mingli when he is speaking.Yan Minglu can always catch a moment or two of his omission in time, and meet his eyes.

They just looked at each other, but the blood in Lin Cha's whole body accelerated.Yan Minglu still had his sleeves rolled up and wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses. His muffled voice came out of the loudspeaker, slightly distorted, making his voice colder than usual.Lin Cha almost fled to avoid looking.

He didn't want to see Yan Minglv again, even if it was such a hasty glance.

But in the same teaching building, it is always easy to meet each other when going up and down stairs, elevator rooms or corridors.On Friday, he followed Jiang He with his lunch box, intending to go to the meeting room of the student union for lunch, when Yan Minglu came across the hallway.

Jiang He's hand was on Lin Cha's shoulder at that time, and when he saw Yan Minglu, he didn't know where to put it.After Lin Cha shook his shoulders, he quickly retracted his hand as if he had recovered.

Yan Minglu didn't even give the two of them out of the corner of his eye, and walked forward together while listening to the phone.Instead, Lin Cha turned his head and gave Yan Minglu a look.

It turned out that his walking pace was operating normally as before, and he was not affected by Lin Cha at all.Lin Cha, on the other hand, suffered from insomnia uncontrollably.Obviously he was the first to propose the breakup, but the one who couldn't let go was himself.

Youth is such a cruel thing.Yan Minglu has his entire age and experience, which allows him to digest all the shocks in a short period of time without any negative emotions, let alone the by-product of insomnia.

He really didn't want to see Yan Minglu again, even if he later found out that some clothes had left at Yan Minglu's house, he didn't want to go get them back.

He owed Yan Minglv many things, the first being money.Lin Cha started imagining the time machine now, and when the button was turned back to the beginning, he would never agree to Yan Minglu's private job invitation, and ended up with this ass debt.Lin Cha has counted, and it is close to five figures, perhaps only a fraction of Yan Minglu's monthly salary, which is already astronomical for a poor student like him.

Yan Minglu's life quickly returned to the right track, and Lin Cha tried not to fall behind.Drama is a good thing. There is only one month left before the performance, and the rehearsals are in full swing.Jiang He was the most diligent in the early days of chasing him, and came to pick him up every time the drama ended.

Jiang Zhe watched Lin Cha leave, panicked, took two quick steps to catch up, and said in a low voice, "I still think this guy is unreliable!"

"Didn't you arrange it at the beginning?"

"I didn't know his messy love history back then!"

"He's very nice. He's not a boyfriend but a friend, and he's very happy."

Jiang Zhe raised his eyebrows and changed his expression: "Lin Cha, something really happened to you." His tone was [-]% certain.

"I am fine."

"It's okay, are you depressed all day?"

Lin Cha showed a row of silver teeth to Jiang Zhe, and smiled brightly: "I'm fine—do you believe that?"

He has something to do, Yan Mingli's alternative clinical response to PTSD, a condition he must overcome if he is to grow.

He wants to force himself to quit the gentleness of Yan Mingli, clear the joy and warmth of these days with one click, and let the two return to the unfamiliar relationship at the beginning—even the hostile relationship is gone. , any special connection can no longer be made.

Yan Minglu had already withdrawn from the muddy soup, as if he wanted to fulfill Lin Cha's wish.He said that he wanted an independent spiritual world, well, he retreated without leaving any traces.

Jiang He brought a rose this time, and wrapped it in pink-purple striped colored paper, fresh and tender like a dream just woke up. "Beautiful flowers—" he compared roses to Lin Cha's ears, "beautiful people."

The most important lesson Lin Cha learned after dropping out of school from Yan Minglv was not to accept gifts lightly.Because these gifts are not gifts in the end, but IOUs that bind both parties.

Jiang He moved the flower towards Lin Cha's eyes and bowed again: "Little tea baby?"

"We haven't started yet, so don't invest materially." The meals of the two were invited back and forth.

Jiang He is a handsome guy with single eyelids, his eyes are no longer big, and when he smiled happily, they squeezed into two slits, and his heroism became a fool: "Are you worried about this? You forgot that I am a rich second generation? Even if you don't promise me in the end, I will And I will never ask you for debts, Douger."

"Actually, I..." Lin Cha looked at this invisible smiling face, and withdrew the words of refusal, before another sentence wandered in his throat, "What do you like about me?"

"you are pretty."

It was getting dark, they were standing by the pine tree road, the fragrance was strong and sometimes faint, and a few bugs were flying under the orange street lamp.The drama props are still being packed in the activity room above, but there is no one around.

"You are so beautiful, Xiaocha, you are like a doll. My sister holds that in her hand every day."

After Jiang He finished speaking, he suddenly bent down and quickly kissed Lin Cha's forehead.

This kind of kiss was purely for a child to kiss a favorite toy, but Lin Cha was still dazed for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he became more angry, and called Jiang He by name and surname: "Don't do this .”

Jiang He just smiled mischievously, saying sorry, but couldn't help it.

He's outrageously familiar.Lin Cha often felt uncomfortable getting along with him.Even Lin Cha's preferences in choosing a mate were shaped by strict rules, and he only liked him who was cold, with a lot of fire hidden in his heart, and he didn't leak any heat from his skin.

But in front of Jiang He, it was difficult for him to say the words of refusal. It was a text message sent on the bed when he got home after dinner: Sorry, I think we are still not suitable.

Then he threw the phone aside, not wanting to read the response.Breaking up in love turned out to be such a bad thing, Lin Cha felt that the whole incident had turned into a mess, involving innocent people.Now he is working hard to solve this mess, sorting out the order and restoring all the parts.

Strict laws, strict laws, all are strict laws.

His growth path has been long and obstructed, and fate always arranges for him to climb one mountain after another.

He sat up, deciding that he needed an environment completely free from strict laws.