your taste [OAO]

Lin Nan picked up Li Ke's boyfriend Davis outside the dormitory door early in the morning, and then picked up his boyfriend Du Yiting at the door of the classroom after class.

Lin Nan: "?"

Is this some new popular behavior among boyfriends?

As soon as he came out after class, he saw Du Yiting sitting cross-legged on the rest chair at the stairs outside the classroom in a daze. He walked over and shook his hand in front of him. Only then did Du Yiting wake up and grasp it. Lin Nan's hand.

Lin Nan was a little funny and helpless, tilted his head and raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Are you waiting for me?"

The mood of the weekend is depressed like a balance stone standing in the desert or on a cliff, supported by a fulcrum for a short time, and blows up without knowing what it encounters.

Things seemed to be going in a good direction, but a night's sleep could only relieve the mood a little, but did not solve the problem, and the mood was still heavy.

It's true to hate A, and it's true to like Du Yiting.Speaking of it, those negative emotions are sometimes like a light phantom. When you don't really face them, you always feel like a huge mountain shadow pressing on your heart. When you really encounter them, it is actually not that difficult.

In short, when Lin Nan saw Du Yiting, his mood improved a little.

Du Yiting also raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, then nodded towards him.

When the get out of class was over, there were many people entering the teaching building from the classroom and outside to prepare for class.

Du Yiting put down his legs and stood up, blending into the flow of people with Lin Nan.

Not long after he woke up in the morning, he kept thinking about finding Lin Nan. The last time he came to accompany Lin Nan to class, he still remembered where he had class on Monday morning.

When Du Yiting came, it was also late. As soon as the second period of this class started, he didn't try to go in to find Lin Nan, so he sat outside until Lin Nan came out just now.

The sweet-scented osmanthus and chrysanthemums in the flower bed downstairs of the teaching building are blooming, and the fragrance overflows to the entire overhead floor, drifts to the sidewalk, and dissipates on the blue-green lake next to it.

Lin Nan was carrying a cross-body bag, glanced at his phone, and found that he hadn't received the message from Du Yiting.

"Why did you run over without telling me?" Lin Nan hung the phone on his shoulder, put the strap of the bag over his head, and carried it on his back, "What if I didn't notice it all at once and missed it?"

"Forgot." When Du Yiting replied, he was very calm. When he went out, he only brought his mobile phone and water bottle, and nothing else. "If you miss it, you will miss it. Anyway, I can always find you."

With a sore throat, Du Yiting spoke very slowly, and there was something magnetic in his hoarseness.

Lin Nan was startled when he heard Du Yiting's words.

"Why is your voice hoarse?" Lin Nan reached out and touched Du Yiting's Adam's apple.

"I sang for a long time last night." Du Yiting didn't care too much, retracted his neck and clamped Lin Nan's hand, and quickly let go.

A new week has started again, and the current income is enough, and it is okay to rest your throat for a few days.

At this time, Lin Nan also remembered that Du Yiting had sung songs for him and Li Ke last night after going to work outside for an unknown amount of time, and felt distressed and guilty.

No one told Lin Nan that his eyes could not hide his emotions.

Except for those times when he deliberately hides it, his mood is usually as simple as food in a glass cover, which can be seen clearly at a glance.

Seeing the pain in Lin Nan's eyes, Du Yiting put his arms around him and comforted him, "It's okay, I didn't use the right method when I was just learning to sing, my throat was so tired that I couldn't speak at that time. Come on, it's much better now."

Lin Nan didn't think of what to say after listening to it for a while... It seemed that his heart ached even more.

"Have you taken any medicine or throat lozenges?" Lin Nan asked.

Du Yiting unscrewed the water bottle and took a sip. His throat hurts, and it hurts even when he drinks water, and it hurts even if he doesn't drink water, but he didn't frown, and said as usual: "No."

It wasn't that he didn't eat it on purpose or that he didn't care whether he ate it or not, but that he had a sore throat after not singing for a long time, the medicine at home was expired, throat lozenges were unprepared, and he was too lazy to buy them.

Lin Nan remembered that there was no pharmacy in the school—it used to be, but it was closed.

"I don't know if there are any throat lozenges in the supermarket. I'll pass by and have a look later?" Lin Nan thought that this idea might be worth a try. Throat lozenges are somewhat helpful.

The two walked out of the teaching building, and Du Yiting asked, "Has the roommate problem been resolved?"

Isn't this something I just mentioned to him last night? What can be solved in one night?

"What do you think?" Lin Nan tilted his head towards Du Yiting suspiciously, and teased in a soft tone, "I don't seem to have learned the magic of solving things in dreams."

"Oh." Du Yiting replied.

The two of them walked to the main road of the campus. It was still early after eight or two classes. Lin Nanxian and Du Yiting went to the supermarket and bought throat lozenges.

Du Yiting opened the lid, took out one and ate it, and passed one to Lin Nan. The psychological comfort was greater than the actual effect.

Walking out of the supermarket, Lin Nan asked again: "Have you had breakfast?"

"No." Du Yiting woke up and went out after washing up.

"Would you like to have some breakfast in the cafeteria?" Lin Nan tapped the side of his leg with his fingertips, "But there seems to be nothing at this time."

At ten o'clock, breakfast was almost done, and lunch was not ready so quickly.

"Or go out to eat?" Lin Nan added.

"No, I'm not hungry." It's not the first time Du Yiting went out without breakfast, most of the time he eats breakfast when he thinks about it and when he's in the mood, "I'm going to have lunch soon, right? "

"Yeah." Lin Nan nodded and thought for a while, "Why don't we sit on the third and second floors of the school now, and we can eat something casually on the second floor later?"

Du Yiting nodded slightly.

After walking for a while, Du Yiting said again: "The Malatang on the second floor is quite good."

"With your throat, you still want to eat spicy soup?" Lin Nan smiled helplessly.

"I usually eat Malatang when I go to the third and second floors of the school." Du Yiting rolled the sugar in his mouth with the tip of his tongue.

Lin Nan didn't say that he also went to the third and second floors ten times and eight times he ate Malatang. He said: "The second floor has porridge, noodles, and rice, and the noodles and rice bowls are also delicious. Well enough."

"I want to eat Malatang." Du Yiting said.

"It's not good for the throat." Lin Nan said.

"I want to eat." Du Yiting insisted.

"Okay, it should be okay if you don't order spicy food?" Lin Nan first compromised, and just had a meal of Mala Tang, watching him let it cool down and eat it, isn't it just like noodles?

Du Yiting smiled, with a little complacency in his expression.

The door of the dining hall of the third school was opened, but the lights were not on, and the fans were not on. The rows of dining windows were all dark and no one was there.

There was no one in the dining hall, and it looked very empty.

Although there is no fan or air conditioner in the room, it is cool and not hot.

It will take about an hour for Malatang to open. Now there are some dishes in the glass cabinets, but there are no people. There are tables and chairs indoors and outdoors on the third and second floors of the school, and there are few people, so it is suitable for self-study.

The two of them chose to sit near the wall in front of Malatang's window. The light was neither strong nor weak, and they sat closer to the room, so they could just feel the wind blowing in from outside.

Such a situation is always easy to make people feel in a trance, delusion that life is so beautiful and carefree.

People are like dust floating in the air, so light that there is no trouble.

Lin Nan brought extracurricular books, but only one.

Lin Nan sat down, took out the book from his school bag, and handed it to Du Yiting: "This collection of essays is quite beautiful, and many words are as beautiful as poems and lyrics. You can read it, maybe it can be useful to you. What an inspiration."

Du Yiting drew a picture for Lin Nan, but never thought of writing a song for Lin Nan, and now some fresh ideas popped up.

He blinked, didn't speak, and took the book that Lin Nan handed over.

What Du Yiting did was more than what he said, and he didn't want to say some things that weren't up to that point.

He doesn't really want to make meaningless and unguaranteed promises, and he does something he didn't say out of the blue, which can turn it into a surprise—in fact, he doesn't think about surprises or not, and he also has some romantic thoughts. I don't know it.

After roughly flipping through a few pages, Du Yiting finished flipping through the small book at a speed of dozens of pages at a glance.

"Look," Du Yiting returned the book to Lin Nan. He didn't have a good rest last night, and now he doesn't really read books, and he doesn't usually read prose, "I want to catch up on sleep."

"Huh?" Lin Nan was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Du Yiting had played him an unknown number of songs last night, so he immediately agreed, but, "Do you want to go home?"

"Here." Du Yiting stood up from the seat opposite Lin Nan, and sat next to Lin Nan.

As soon as he tilted his body, he fell on his side and pillowed on Lin Nan's lap.

Looking at Du Yiting's movements, Lin Nan somewhat expected it, and stepped back a little when he was lying down, allowing the other party to lie on his lap smoothly.

The weight that was pressed was not very heavy, and I always felt uncomfortable looking at the other person's posture.

The benches in the dining hall are very narrow, no more than the distance between Lin Nan's thumb and middle finger. Du Yiting lay on his side on it, with his legs on it, and it seemed quite stable.

Lin Nan straightened the corners of Du Yiting's clothes and the messy hair, and lowered his voice: "Is it comfortable to sleep like this?"

The corner of Du Yiting's mouth twitched: "It's okay."

"That's fine." Lin Nan pinched Du Yiting's earlobe, which looked easy to pinch, "Go to sleep, I'll call you later."

"Yeah." Du Yiting closed his eyes and didn't speak.

Lin Nan put one hand on Du Yiting's head, from time to time he held the other's hair and gently kneaded it. With the other hand, he took out a tissue from his bag and wiped it on the table before spreading the book on the table to read page by page.

Not long after, Du Yiting seemed to have fallen asleep, and his breathing became long and even.

Lin Nan also reads very slowly, slowly reading, slowly lost in thought.

Li Ke is now accompanied by Davis, so he doesn't have to worry about it.

When Du Yiting wakes up, they can make Malatang the first table of customers who open today.