is my face swollen

Lin Zhi didn't speak, and Lu Senlin sat back down. It was the kind of plastic food stall chair that he almost flipped over.

The distance between the two seemed to be getting further away, he couldn't see the expression on Lin Zhi's face clearly, and a tinge of impulse suddenly surged in his heart, mixed with a little remorse.

What's the fuss?

Lu Senlin subconsciously wanted to grab his own hair, but Lin Zhi still asked word by word in the same gesture as before, "Who do I like?"

Lu Senlin suddenly froze: "Naturally, everyone likes it."

"Really?" Lin Zhi said lightly, like a fluff got into Lu Senlin's ear, and he felt extremely itchy, itching to the heart.

He suddenly picked up the wine bottle on the table and drank it clean in one go.

Lin Zhi got up quickly, "What are you doing? Are you crazy?"

Lu Senlin said: "Wine can't be wasted."

Lin Zhi supported him, "It's good to sit down."

He went to the proprietress to pay the money, and when he came back, he straddled the shoulders of Lu Forest and walked back. From here, there was a steep slope, which was still muddy. He said that in the second half of the year, he would pay for the construction of a cement road and rebuild the entire back mountain.

But now, the two people who had been drinking were more or less out of balance.

The shop on the side of the road has closed, and the one that hasn't closed is also collecting stalls.

Lu Senlin walked in a hurry and fell to the ground without paying attention. Lin Zhi hurriedly grabbed him, but it was a slope, and neither of them could stand firmly, so they fell to the ground.

Lu Senlin quickly got up, "Mr. Lin, your white shirt is dirty."

Lin Zhi said, "It's okay."

Just as he was about to get up, Lu Senlin suddenly pressed down again, on Lin Zhi's body, with his head buried in Lin Zhi's chest.

Lin Zhi patted him on the shoulder, "Get up."

Lu Senlin didn't move, Lin Zhi plucked his hair again, "If you're like this, the two of us can only lie on the ground overnight."

Lu Senlin still didn't move, Lin Zhi sighed, it's impossible to reason with drunk people.

He raised his wrist and saw the watch on his wrist. It was already past eleven o'clock, and the door control had already begun. It was not impossible to send people back, but...

Lin Zhi didn't know what he was hesitating for, but at this moment, the phone in Lu Senlin's pocket rang.

Lin Zhi barely reacted, Lu Senlin suddenly jumped up from the ground, reached out to touch the phone, and answered it.

"Hey."

Mo Fang called over there, "Are you coming back tonight?"

"What's the answer?" Lu Senlin couldn't figure it out.

Mo Fang said: "Go back to the dormitory, it's past eleven o'clock."

Lu Senlin snorted, "Why answer? No answer! That bastard Wang Xueliang!"

As he was cursing, his stomach suddenly felt uncomfortable, and he vomited. He couldn't help it, so he turned his head and vomited to the side.

I didn't want to listen to the phone anymore, my mind was spinning, and I couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north, and south. After I vomited cleanly, I was supported by Lin Zhi and walked back.

He also couldn't control his hands and feet. He lived in Lin Zhi's house for a few weeks, and he was so familiar with it that it was like his own home, and he could feel it back with his eyes closed.

Lin Zhi helped Lu Senlin go to the bathroom to wash up. In fact, he himself was not feeling well, and he rarely lost his composure.

However, he didn't feel regretful. He thought that Lu Senlin was determined to leave, but he didn't expect that he brought him home again.

Lu Senlin took the shower nozzle and sprinkled water all over the floor, even Lin Zhi was sprayed all over. Then he looked at Lin Zhi, as if it was like a dream that night...

"Ms. Lin, sometimes I don't know if I really like you."

Lu Senlin muttered, as if he couldn't hear clearly.

Lin Zhi asked, "What did you say?"

Lu Senlin staggered suddenly, and fell directly on Lin Zhi's body. Lin Zhi took a step back and was pressed against the cold wall. He asked in a low voice, "What did you say?"

Lu Senlin gave a wry smile and frowned, "I..."

Lin Zhi hummed, and Lu Senlin lowered his head, "I didn't say anything."

Lin Zhi took a deep breath, "You're drunk."

Lu Senlin lowered his head, frowned, and his eyes were red. After a while, he said, "Yes, I'm drunk. If I wasn't drunk, how could I doubt that I would like a big man? How could I?" Do you think I will fall in love with someone like you? Why would I still think..."

Lu Senlin couldn't speak anymore, he waved his hand, took a step back, leaned against the edge of the sink, turned his face sideways, his eyes slowly looked into the mirror, and saw himself dripping wet, as if he was about to cry.

Fool!

Lu Senlin clenched his fist, "Lin Zhi, I like you!"

……

In his whole life, he has probably never confessed in such embarrassment, and he can't tell whether it is reality or illusion, everything seems to be surrounded by a cloud of smoke, and he can't grasp it or touch it.

He is really crazy.

When he woke up, he was lying on the bed at Lin Zhi's house, covered with a thin quilt, and the temperature of the air conditioner was just right.

A glass of warm water was placed on the table, and a white paper was pressed under it, "I'm going out for a run."

Everything seems to be starting again, which is warm and romantic.

Is this a response?

Lu Senlin had a headache and rubbed his temples.

Lin Zhi is cold in heart, but he is thoughtful and kind. He is a person with a very high emotional intelligence. Maybe this is just a responsibility of him as a teacher.

After Lu Senlin got up, his mind went blank, he stared at the blank paper for a few seconds, and finally remembered everything from last night.

Originally, it was just a newly germinated seed in my heart, but after the fermentation last night, it grew into a big tree in the sky in an instant.

He thought of Lin Zhi, and when he said the name, he felt a little distressed and moved in his heart.

It's over, it's over.

It was at that moment that he almost rushed out the door hastily.

He likes Lin Zhi, when did he start?Why didn't you notice it?Why is there no sense of disobedience when you pronounce the word like these two words?

His mind was in a mess, and he ran away in a panic.

But he couldn't go back to the dormitory directly, so he went to sit by the edge of Linghu Lake. He could hear birds singing early in the morning, and there was no one around Linghu Lake.

He just watched the lake quietly for a long time.

If it was this feeling, he could only bury it in his heart.

After sitting quietly for more than half an hour, Lu Senlin collected his thoughts and went back to the dormitory.

At this time, the friends in the dormitory were all buried in their heads and hadn't gotten up yet.

He opened the door, only to see Wang Xueliang get off the bed, the man glanced at him, and went straight to the balcony to wash up.

When Lin Zhi came back from outside, he saw that the bed was empty and there was no one in the house.

He sighed, picked up the white paper from the table, turned it over, and saw another sentence, "I like you too."

But after all, the man didn't turn over, didn't see it, and left after all.

Lin Zhi tore up the paper, threw it into the trash can, walked into the bathroom, buried his head under the faucet of the sink, turned on the cold water to the maximum, and directed it at the back of his head.

He was too cautious, too scrupulous, too closed.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have made such a response. He should have locked that guy in the bathroom last night.

But he thought, that guy is still a kid in his early twenties, impulsive and reckless, so he has to leave a way out.

He is not like himself, he knew what he wanted since he was a child, he is just a fool, pushes one step at a time, and develops feelings ignorantly.

However, feelings are so fragile and vulnerable, let alone on a young man.

If he was just playing for fun, just curious for a while, how should he turn back?

Therefore, I can't easily break through that line, if he wants to leave, let's go.

Everything is left to the arrangement of fate.