run to him

If it were someone else, they would probably be furious on the spot because of this unreasonable blacklisting. No matter how bad it is, they would have to deal with it for a while before calming down, and then question the other party: What's wrong with you?

Maybe Jing Ye was really short-sighted by nature, or he didn't have a good heart, and suddenly found that he was blocked by Lin Chan on WeChat, and his reaction was exactly the same as that of the "scumbag" who was sprayed on the face for no reason-no anger, Not angry, just a little confused.

Are your hands shaking?He pushed the glasses that were about to slide to the tip of his nose, swallowed his surprise, and tried to send another message.

Weeping Special Cat Head: Are you angry with me again?

Still a red exclamation point.

[Your message has been sent, but rejected by the other party. ]

Jing Ye stared at this system prompt for two seconds, and reviewed every minute and every second of his time with Lin Chan in the past month, but he still had no way of knowing when and what he did to be blocked.

I really didn't care about getting angry from the beginning to the end.

Jing Ye was able to bend and stretch, but if WeChat didn't work, he sent a text message directly.

In contemporary society, the effective information in the SMS box has been greatly reduced after the mobile network is extremely developed. Most of the time, the mobile phone text messages are filled with various shopping advertisements and deduction notices.Jing Ye flipped through the address book, and when he found Lin Chan's number, he found that they had time to send text messages.

...It's just that it's all stuck in three years ago.

From then on, he misunderstood that Lin Chan was going to study abroad, and with the popularity of WeChat, there was no need to waste a three-cent text message to send many words.

Jing Ye changed his mobile phone twice and his phone number once, but the fragmentary conversations with Lin Chan stubbornly stayed in a corner that he had forgotten, and they seemed to be a little strange for a long time.

There is no happy little yellow face on the phone, and Lin Chan doesn't like to post kaomoji and emoji expressions very much. He has always been strict, except for the occasional exclamation point and ellipsis, and the tone of his text messages is similar to that of a chat box. There are occasional exceptions.

AI Lin Chan was still 15 years old when she sent her last text message, coquettishly to Jing Ye: Then let’s go to the movies tomorrow~

The wavy lines bring unspeakable happiness.

Jing Ye didn't reply, he couldn't remember clearly, but he might have already bought the train ticket at that time.

His palms were sweating a little, and Jing Ye's throat was dry. He was stunned for a long time by the sudden memories, and then hesitantly found what he wanted to do earlier.

He carefully typed "Come downstairs", and added "I'm waiting for you" after that.

If there is no span of three years, it seems that Lin Chan's cheerful invitation can be seamlessly connected, and they are about to go to a certain movie theater...Of course this will not happen in reality, but Jing Ye thinks, this is a bit like a scene in a movie up.

Not long after, a reply text message popped up: Why did you send this?

Jing Ye: ...

After explaining again, he almost gritted his teeth. Jing Ye was a lot slower, and finally found the emotion called anger from Lin Chan's innocent tone. The intensity of typing became so strong that the screen was about to be broken.

Jing Ye: You, b, I, pull, black.

Lin Chan replied in seconds: ... ah.

The tone seemed as if he had just remembered this incident, and as for the cause and effect, he was unwilling to tell Jing Ye.The thriving fire was splashed with a basin of ice water with a simple word, and it was instantly extinguished. Jing Ye sighed, turned his back to block the wind that changed direction, and asked Lin Chan: "Is it packed? "

Lin Chan didn't say much, Jing Ye waited patiently for 2 minutes, but he didn't see the other party speak, and was about to send another message to remind him, when he caught a glimpse of a young man in the corridor from the corner of his eye.

He couldn't help standing up straighter.

When Jing Ye didn't notice, when facing Lin Chan, he always subconsciously restrained some of his former free will, as if he really wanted to make a good impression in front of Lin Chan.It's a pity that they have known each other for too long. If they do this rashly, it will only have the opposite effect.

Lin Chan dragged the suitcase and stood in front of Jing Ye. After looking at him, she asked strangely, "Why are you standing so straight? Is there a camera to follow?"

Jing Ye rolled his eyes inwardly, complained about his "crazyness", and returned to a relaxed state.

"Give it to me." He went to pick up Lin Chan's suitcase.

Lin Chan shrank her fingers and did not object, allowing Jing Ye to take the suitcase.

Turn out of the gate of the community, cross a street, walk about 100 meters into another community, turn left, bypass a parking lot and two apartment buildings, and arrive at Jing Ye's home.

He and Lin Chan walked this road countless times, but never carried the suitcase like today.

After quietly crossing the road, Jing Ye put his other hand in his pocket, and finally remembered the lollipop he had prepared for Lin Chan.He took it out, handed it over, and a breathy voice came out from the tip of his nose: "En."

Lin Chan silently took it, removed the wrapping paper and stuffed it into her mouth.

Jing Ye asked, "When did you block me?"

Stuffed with sugar, Lin Chan's cheeks protruded a little when she spoke, and her eyes drooped slightly when she turned her head to look at him: "It seems to be the night before yesterday."

"Why?" Jing Ye smiled angrily, "Have I ever felt sorry for you?"

Lin Chan shook her head: "You didn't apologize to me."

"That……"

"I have been on the top of the chat box with you, and I added WeChat from the day to the night before, and I haven't changed my location." Lin Chan said, holding the lollipop in her hand, looked at it carefully, and then continued to eat. The indifferent, lazy tone continued, "But after I told you 'stop here' that day, I suddenly felt that I was ridiculous, so I canceled it."

Jing Ye: "..."

"But after the cancellation, I don't know if it was a habit that was forcibly removed or what—oh, I used to look at our chat records when I was bored—it was uncomfortable, and I always had to look for it to feel at ease." Lin Chan paused, "I realize this is not good."

Jing Ye didn't say a word knowingly, thinking: It's really not good.

He and Lin Chan are nothing, and the "like" that he blurted out back then seems to have been misunderstood by two people across different channels.If it is allowed to develop, Jing Ye is at least a few years older than Lin Chan, and knows the power of brain power.

Even if Lin Chan doesn't like him, after years of self-suggestion and looking through the chat records to pin his thoughts on nothing, the relationship will deteriorate.

And what Jing Ye meant that day was very clear: he doesn't like men.

Lin Chan thought about the same thing as him, smiled bleakly, and continued to eat the lollipop with gusto: "This is not good... what can I do? I can't control it, so I had to block you .”

If it is blacked out, it cannot be seen.

Out of sight, out of sight, I have no place to read what you said to me.

can really "stop here".

Some things don't need to be said too clearly, just click on it, Jing Ye is not a fool.Lin Chan threw out her secrets to him without warning, with a frank attitude and clean eyes. He didn't have time to distinguish the truth from the fake, and was caught off guard by his youthful feelings. He had nowhere to put it and had to force it like nothing happened.

But can Jing Ye really pretend he didn't hear it?

Every word and every sentence fell into his ears, as if it was deafening.

Almost walking downstairs in the community, Jing Ye's hand holding Lin Chan's suitcase was a little cold from the cold.After changing hands, there was no suitcase between the two of them, and he even smelled the fresh laundry detergent on Lin Chan's body.

The coat has just been changed, and the hair has only been cut for a few days, and the ends of the hair are a bit broken.Jing Ye thought this was Lin Chan's "relaxation and transformation" after the final exam.

Could it be that he was about to move into his own house, and he deliberately cleaned it up?

His throat was astringent, and after a while, he stopped in his tracks: "That..."

At the end of Lin Chan's lollipop, she bit the plastic stick and looked at him innocently.

"I'm sorry, I really... didn't think about that at the time." When he said it again, Jing Ye found that his words were weak, and he was still talking about it over and over again.

Lin Chan quietly held the white stick in her mouth without saying a word.

After starting, no matter how many more people have to bite the bullet and continue, Jing Ye pinched himself: "We grew up together, this kind of relationship is very close and rare, I cherish it very much. If... If before, now , if I say something that will cause you to misunderstand, Lin Chan, can you tell me?"

Lin Chan took off the plastic stick, the top had been bitten flat, and there were a few pitted marks.

Jing Ye thought he didn't understand, so he had to say, "I'm sorry, really..."

"No need." Lin Chan's eyelashes drooped, under the thick shadows was a sadness that almost suffocated Jing Ye.

It was just a very simple movement, Lin Chan didn't change his expression, and his body didn't resist, but his shining eyes were covered by eyelashes, as if his whole body was drenched, and he suddenly became depressed.

Lin Chan's shoulders were not as straight as before. He uneasily grasped the luggage handle and let go, repeating this several times.

"I don't need brother." Lin Chan said in a low voice, "You didn't apologize to me."

Sarcasm, indifference, even anger.

Lin Chan didn't have any of the emotions that Jing Ye imagined, but he was very sad.

Lin Chan pursed her lips, and then smiled unexpectedly at Jing Ye: "I was wrong in the first place, brother, you don't need to change anything, as long as I don't think about it in the future."

Jing Ye opened his mouth, but no sound came out of his throat, as if he was entangled in a transparent loss and lost the ability to speak.

Lin Chan said, "Thank you for letting me live in your house."

Although this behavior seems to be misleading, it seems that it shouldn't happen at such an embarrassing time for us, although maybe you don't really want to invite me, maybe you will also be distressed...

"Why don't I sleep on the sofa." Lin Chan looked at him.

Jing Ye was speechless, he wanted to slap Lin Chan on the head and yell "what are you talking about", but in the end he just reluctantly said with great restraint: "It's okay, the bed is big enough... Anyway, you said it so you won't think about it .”

"Brother," Lin Chan said, still in that wet and sore state, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

If I don't like you, you won't have such a hard choice.

After realizing what he meant, Jing Ye couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and walked in front quickly.

When these words were uttered, the sense of loss that was originally just wrapped around the neck and made people silent suddenly spread out into a huge net, fine and dense, but it made people have nowhere to escape, enveloping him, making him unable to face Lin Chan again .

Lin Chan was too sensible and wronged.

Jing Ye couldn't resist at all, because there is no right or wrong in feelings.

Until a long time later, Jing Ye did not distinguish where this complicated "loss" came from. Perhaps, the self in his heart that was unwilling to face it already hoped that Lin Chan would continue to pester her instead of saying "I'm sorry" and saying "" I don’t think about it anymore” and “It’s all my fault”.

But at the moment, my superficial thoughts only regretted to myself, why can't I like boys?

Jing Ye's thoughts were so confused that she didn't realize that the moment she turned around, Lin Chan raised her eyes and looked at him, her grievance faded away——

Those eyes seemed to lock on the prey, determined to win.