Mr. black belly

ask.

He could only remain stubbornly silent, like a tree.

Xia Chi was hesitant to speak too much, but he could only sigh secretly at Di Qiu's stubbornness.The silent and pale young man's eyes were entangled, too persistent, Xia Chi couldn't say: I can't give you anything, we can only choose to end at the end of summer.

A person can't understand another person's humble expectations, just a simple love language is so much longing for forbearance.

One person can't understand another person's frivolous thoughts, everything is a one-season memory, no matter how much tenderness and love, there is a time limit.

"Xia Chi, what color do you like?"

"Xia Chi, what food do you like?"

"Xia Chi, which song do you like best?"

"Xia Chi, which book do you like best?"

The boy finally asked softly with a cautious smile.

In fact, what he didn't dare to ask was: Xia Chi, what kind of person do you like?Xia Chi, who do you like?

Is first love destined to be beautiful or melancholy?Di Qiu felt that he was nostalgic and aching at the same time.Too much loss, too much anxiety.

The more restless you are, the more you silently desire another person.

Then, the other person will feel more and more bored, right?

The touch of sweat burning the skin, the smell of cheap three-in-one coffee, and the slow breathing in the stuffy air.

The touch of your fingers, the smell of soap locust on your body, the burning breath on your lips.

What is real?

On the day when the summer vacation was finally coming to an end, the sky was very blue, with tall, white cumulus clouds in the sky, like a floating city.

"Di Qiu, the summer vacation is coming to an end, and I'm going back to school."

"I know, you've been packing your luggage these days." The boy's eyes were full of nostalgia, reluctance and a little shyness, "Will you call me every day?"

Xia Chi sighed, "Di Qiu, I mean let's break up."

Di Qiu lowered his head and didn't speak.

"I thought you understood, you will make me very sad." The silent and gentle longing that is too entangled often makes people feel guilty and tired.

The tail of summer is catastrophically hot, with a maddening sense of suffocation.

One can still vaguely hear someone's dying gasp, and the sweat flowing into the eyes is a burning pain.

Di Qiu felt his fingers trembling, how could he not understand?Even if alienation and tenderness are mixed together, it is still a dull and slow torture.

Xia Chi saw the boy's tears dripping on the ground. Until the end, the boy didn't ask the question: Did you ever like me?Xia Chi thought, the boy's stubbornness and gentleness really made people reluctant to part with him.So he said, "Di Qiu, the next one will be better than me."

He didn't hear the boy's mouth, with a desperate sentence: Why?

That young Xia Chi longed for freedom, so he tortured another person's heart bit by bit with a gentle sword, cutting off the shackles in the name of love.He didn't know that when a person has given too much, the more powerless he will be after losing in the end.He didn't know that the boy he had hurt exhausted his strength where he couldn't see it, and eventually grew into a gentle and ruthless man like him.

For many years, Di Qiu has always thought that it is not because he is still in love with Xia Chi, but that the power of love has been exhausted by that terrible summer.

Too much anticipation, too much focus, and too much effort will not end well.

Over the years, what tormented Di Qiu repeatedly in his nightmares was still the smiling phrase "the next one will be better than me".

How cruel, Xia Chi.

Don't be sorry, maybe the next one will be more cruel than you.

Xia Chi, you don't need kindness and compassion to hurt me.

FACT

Xia Chi never thought that he would meet Di Qiu again, these years there were only vague fragments in his dreams, mixed with scalding wind and suffocating heat.

It turned out that this could never happen again, and all the memories rushed back, as if the bus that accompanied him to sketch that time saw the long rice fields passing by.Xia Chi closed his eyes, and could see Di Qiu's pale and shy smile, his slender fingers holding the paintbrush, and his stubborn reticence.

Actually never forget.I used to think it was just a passer-by, I used to think it was just an impulse, and finally found out that the subconscious self was still obsessed with it.It's a pity that the purest and most sincere heart was smashed by his own hands, so all the passers-by can only be forgotten in the blink of an eye.

"You actually opened a bar. You really don't look like you." The handsome man smiled, with a sexy undulating line from the corner of his eyes to his jaw.

"I'm sorry, I'm the one who fell." Xia Chi also smiled shallowly, "How are you doing now?"

Di Qiu lightly drank, and said, "I'm doing graphic design, and I'm also running a gallery."

"Well, it's really good," Xia Chi was taken aback, "I'll treat you to this cup, and I wish you a successful career."

"Jasen, have you been here for a long time? I'm sorry, I always keep you waiting for me." Di Qiu's female companion came to the scene, and she became coquettish.

"It's okay, the bar you introduced is not bad, I like it very much." Di Qiu put his arms around her waist with a smile, and stopped looking at Xia Chi.But Xia Chi could see clearly, there was no smile in those eyes.

With a gentle smile, doting eyes, and elegant demeanor, who is this Di Qiu in front of you?

A few days later, Di Qiu's female partner changed.

Coming and going, that strange Di Qiu kept changing his female partner and male partner, all kinds of different people were like walking around.

Do you want me to see it?Is it to correct the mistakes that got lost in the past?

Demonstrate to me?Want me to be jealous?But I never regret it.

Or are you telling me, Di Qiu?

It turned out that the boy had disappeared.

After the hot summer, the boy disappeared.

After meeting again for many years, there are only two men who are equally gentle and ruthless.