Tofu with Scallions

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Walking out of the hospital, standing under the dazzling sunlight, the sunshine can bring warmth, but it can't dispel the haze in my heart.Meng Shoujun felt that what Yuan Xiaobai said was right, he couldn't wait forever, he should take the initiative to do something, he mustered up the courage to catch up with Jiang Jingbo who was walking in front

"I...I have something to tell you." Jiang Jingbo hesitated for a moment, turned around and seemed to be looking at him, with blank eyes, but asked back, "I want to go out for a drink, do you want to go together?"

"But I don't know how to drink..."

"Okay, it's okay, you go back first"

"I will go with you!"

"Forget it, why don't you drink?" He turned around, stopped the car and left, leaving Meng Shoujun alone and full of what he was about to say.

Meng Shoujun stood there stupidly for a long time, watching the cars on the opposite road with a wry smile. It wasn't that he wasn't brave, but that his emotions were never in tune with Jiang Jingbo.

Jiang Jingbo returned to the dormitory drunkenly, it was dusk, the room was dark without the lights on, he sat on the ground, raised his hand to take down the notebook on the computer desk, opened it and a picture fell out, before the dim candlelight , Yuan Xiaobai wore a birthday hat, put his hands together, and smiled sweetly at him.

This smile belonged to him alone, there was no Zhao Cong at that time, Yuan Xiaobai's emotions belonged to him alone, he still remembers the first day of school, that silly boy stood at the door of the class for a long time Yuan Xiaobai who entered the classroom.

The girls passing by whispered that he blushed when he was beautiful, sneaked into the classroom like a thief, and bumped into him.

He has the fragrance of gardenia on his body, which is different from other boys.He knew then that he couldn't escape.

I don't know how long it took for the sky to darken. The lights from the campus shone through the window. The door lock was turned and opened. Meng Shoujun got used to the darkness for a while at the door, closed the door and walked in slowly. He didn't turn on the light, and pulled out the chair. Sitting down, I faintly heard low sobbing sounds from the corner.

He got up looking for the sound and walked over, smelling a strong smell of alcohol, just happened to pass by a car outside the window, the light flickered by, and Jiang Jingbo, whose face was full of water, was fleeting, Meng Shoujun silently sat next to him on the ground, as if It took a while to speak, his voice was hoarse and dry, and he choked up several times, "It's not good to hold too many words in your heart, it will be much easier to speak out."

"I like Xiaobai, I have always liked it," Jiang Jingbo said slowly in the dark, like a child who lost his favorite toy.

"Well, I know." Meng Shoujun thought to himself, I like you, and I have always liked you.

"But I'm fucking cowardly, I dare not speak, I'm afraid...I'm afraid that we can't even be friends if I take that step, I'm afraid that my confession will scare him and cause him trouble, I'm afraid he won't like it Man, but...it's too late, everything is too late," Hu `Jiang Jingchang took a long breath.

Meng Shoujun rested his chin on his knees, and said calmly, "I know, I have seen you secretly hide his photos, I have seen you write love letters, you have torn them up, I have heard you call his name in your dreams , I know you like to eat strawberries, cherries, drink water before meals, use gardenia shower gel... all because of him"

"Heh" Jiang Jingbo sneered, as if he didn't expect Meng Shoujun, who is usually a man of few words, to say so much today, "Are you going to expose my meticulously cultivated living habits so straightforwardly?" Jiang Jingbo said with self-mockery.

"But so what?"

"Yeah, if you miss it, you miss it, and if you miss it, it's your whole life, so what?"

"Then... can you forget him?" Meng Shoujun really wanted to see his expression at this moment when he asked this sentence in the dark.

"I... I may one day, um..." Jiang Jingbo paused for a moment and continued with a sneer, "One year, I suddenly figured it out, and I didn't like him anymore."

"I wish you could figure it out sooner."

"Until I figure it out, I will stay by his side as a friend"

Finally, Meng Shoujun stared blankly at the dark eyes with tears overflowing, and choked up, "Then...that's fine!"

Jiang Jingbo seemed to sense something was wrong with Meng Shoujun, "Are you crying?"

"Yes, can you hug me?" Meng Shoujun looked at Jiang Jingbo in the dark, looking forward to it.

From Jiang Jingbo's point of view, a ray of light happened to shine on Meng Shoujun's face, and the long tear streaks flowed down his cheeks, and gathered on his chin, shining brightly.

After waiting for a while and seeing that Jiang Jingbo still didn't move, Meng Shoujun hugged Jiang Jingbo sideways, thinking that it's different who hugs who, maybe he also needs such warmth at this moment.

Seeing Meng Shoujun holding him in his arms, the temperature was real, Jiang Jingbo slowly closed his eyes, using this moment to gently soothe the pain in his heart, Yuan Xiaobai's voice and smile appeared in front of his eyes, and after a long time, a sentence echoed in his ear He said, "Maybe we are not as good together as we imagined!" But he has no time to care about the tears of the person closest to him.