Kiss the moon

Gu Xingle and Chen Qingxing took the bus to the starting point of cycling around the sea, and they were speechless all the way.

After renting a bicycle, the two pushed the bicycle to the bicycle lane.

Gu Xingle opened his mouth first to break the silence: "This route is 21 kilometers long. It's not a ring road, but along the Huanhai Road. There are several starting points on the road, which can also be said to be transit points."

After speaking, Gu Xingle walked in front, stopped and turned to look straight into Chen Qingxing's eyes, "Mr. Chen, what is your purpose for coming here?"

Chen Qingxing wanted to avoid his gaze, because he felt that Gu Xingle's gaze was very different from the one that looked back at him in KTV that day.

It was passionate, unabashed love and emotion.

But this time, Chen Qingxing clearly saw the search, helplessness and "what do you want me to do" from it.

"I have something to tell you."

Gu Xingle still looked at him, with a rare indifference in his tone: "Do you think it's what I want to hear? If not, don't say it."

"I don't know if it's something you want to hear."

Gu Xingle turned around and pushed the bicycle to continue walking forward, "Then let's talk about it when we stop for a rest at each transfer station."

"it is good."

When they reached the starting point, Gu Xingle got on his bicycle and set off first. Chen Qingxing followed quietly behind without saying a word.

The weather was fine, with a warm sun and a few shapeless white clouds in the clean blue sky from time to time.

Gu Xingle used to like to look at the clouds and imagine what they looked like, thinking wildly, no matter whether there was any basis or not, and whether they really looked like them, in the end he could find something to convince himself.

But this time, he was riding his bicycle against the wind, and Chen Qingxing was following him on his bicycle not far behind. I don't have the heart to do anything else.

Gu Xingle was curious about what Chen Qingxing wanted to tell him.

He was also looking forward to it, in case what Chen Qingxing said was really what he wanted to hear.

He was still worried, worried that after Chen Qingxing finished what he wanted to say, they might never see each other again.

And the uneasiness in Chen Qingxing's heart calmed down at this moment.

He saw the thin Gu Xingle in front of him, the coat on his body was swinging back against the wind, and his fine and soft hair was also flying in the wind.

There was sunshine on Gu Xingle's body, and the mottled tree shadows passed by him.But Chen Qingxing felt that he clearly saw a more transparent and soft beam of light shining on him than the sun, and he seemed to suddenly understand what Liu Menglin posted in his circle of friends——

"The person you like has a light that you can only see."

Finally arrived at the first transfer point, Gu Xingle rode to the side of the road, got off the car and pushed the car up to the tourist square, parked the car and walked to the railing near the sea.

While waiting for Chen Qingxing to walk towards him, Gu Xingle stretched his hands out of the railing, waved them in the air, and then leaned his forearms on the railing, clasping both hands.

"Why is the sea always blue?" Gu Xingle thought to himself.

"Why is Chen Qingxing always so good-looking, it's too foul." Gu Xingle thought again.

Chen Qingxing stood beside him.

"Speak, I'll listen." Gu Xingle said pretending to be calm, his voice was not loud, but he knew that Chen Qingxing next to him could hear him.

Because they were so close, Gu Xingle felt that he could even feel Chen Qingxing's clothes being lifted by the wind, and the buttons were lightly tapped on his coat.

He felt that Chen Qingxing might not have estimated the distance between the two of them when he came over, and accidentally stood a little closer, so he took the initiative to move a little to the side.

Sensing his movements, Chen Qingxing frowned slightly.

"Where do I start?" Chen Qingxing also put his forearms on the railing like Gu Xingle, "Let me introduce myself first."

"My name is Chen Qingxing. I am 33 years old. I was born and raised in City C. I graduated from the Department of Architecture of University C more than ten years ago."

"My dad used to be a bookstore owner, and my mom used to be a Chinese teacher. My mom died of illness in my sophomore year, and my dad passed away in No.11 after she left. So now I live alone, Live in the Hualin apartment near the university town."

"In terms of work, I am an architect myself, waiting for a suitable time to open my own studio, and part-time a bookstore owner."

"There was an ex, his name was Li Li. We had been together for three years and we had been separated for six years. After the breakup, he...he got married and became a father."

Hearing this, Gu Xingle suddenly turned to look at Chen Qingxing.

He saw that Chen Qingxing didn't know if he was looking at the sea or was empty, his face was as usual, calm as if he was narrating a small daily matter.

Gu Xingle turned her head back, listening to the sound of children flying kites chasing and running and laughing behind her, and the wind whistling in her ears.

Neither of them spoke, and remained silent for a while.

"Have you rested yet?" Chen Qingxing turned to ask him, "Let's go to the next stop."

"Ah? Good." Gu Xingle followed behind him and went to get the car together. This time, Chen Qingxing rode in front.

While riding the bicycle, Chen Qingxing was thinking about what to say to Gu Xingle first, and Gu Xingle was behind him on the right side, while digesting what Chen Qingxing said when he mentioned that person at the end, while staring at his bony hands.

Chen Qingxing held the handlebar with his left hand, and put the thumb of his right hand next to the bell.It was a bit hot to ride a bike in the sun, Chen Qingxing rolled up his sleeves a little bit, his forearm was exposed, and Gu Xingle saw a scar on the upper part of his wrist.

He thought he had read it wrong, and double-checked it several times.It was really a scar, Gu Xingle subconsciously thought it was a knife scar.

How did that come about?Is it because of Li Li?

Thinking of this, Gu Xingle's heart flustered, he didn't pay attention to control the direction and almost hit the flower bed on the side of the road, and after he slammed the brakes, the wheels and the asphalt road made an unpleasant and harsh friction sound.

Hearing the sound, Chen Qingxing also stopped by the side of the road, ran over and grabbed his wrist and asked him, "What's wrong? Did you hit it? Did you get hurt anywhere?"

Gu Xingle withdrew her hand, "No, it's okay, I stopped in time."

After straightening the position of the car, Gu Xingle said, "It's okay. Let's go."

When Chen Qingxing got into the car, he inadvertently looked down and saw the scar on his forearm.

Did he see it?That's why you rode to the side of the road?Chen Qingxing knew that he should say something to him first.

When the two of them arrived at the second transfer station, there was a student-like person selling mung bean popsicles on the side of the road. Gu Xingle looked at the popsicles painted on the foam box they were holding. After walking for a while, he felt that the taste should be good, so he looked back. He glanced at it and licked his lips thinking of the smell of mung bean popsicles.

Chen Qingxing noticed his action and went back to buy two.When calling to stop Gu Xingle who was walking straight ahead, seeing the surprise in his eyes and his face slowly turning red, Chen Qingxing also frowned quietly.

"It looks delicious, eat one with me. If you eat popsicles in City C this season, it won't be considered enjoyable." Chen Qingxing first unpacked a popsicle and handed it to Gu Xingle, and then unwrapped it the remaining one.

Gu Xingle let out a "hmm", and silently ate while thinking: "It's embarrassing again, what are you looking at when you're in your twenties staring at popsicles?"

The two walked to the bench next to the viewing platform by the sea and sat down. Chen Qingxing hung the hand holding the popsicle on his knees. Gu Xingle ate quickly because he was afraid that the popsicle would melt. He was holding the stick at the moment.

"The scar on my hand was not cut for him, nor by him, it was my father."

After hearing his words, Gu Xingle looked at his arm again.

This time it was closer, and he could see it more clearly.

The scar was not too hideous, and the new tissue around the scar was not very prominent. It might have been some time, and the surface of the scar had turned slightly white.

"It was to prevent my dad from cutting himself and being injured by mistake."

The author has something to say: bow to the little angels who see here~

I am very glad that everyone likes the short story of Gu Xingle and Chen Qingxing

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