give me a bite

dream back twelve

"Ashamed?" Lin Ting narrowed his eyes, suddenly thought of something, and asked tentatively, "Qiu Yunlan, you didn't tell me what's in your mysterious room, could it be because of shyness?"

Qiu Yunlan: "..."

Seemingly guessing right, Lin Ting asked again: "And when did we meet in the past? You wouldn't dare to tell it just because you were ashamed and ashamed, right?"

Qiu Yunlan: "..."

Lin Ting suddenly felt that his IQ was on the line, he became Sherlock Holmes, and he was a little excited to catch Qiu Yunlan's pigtails every time.

"Speak, are you dumb? Young Master Qiu."

Lin Ting kicked his calf, looking very awkward.

Qiu Yunlan turned her head away, revealing her slender neck, her beautifully shaped Adam's apple rolled up and down, and said vaguely: "It's sort of..."

"What do you mean by right? Yes, yes, no, no, you still play with me?" Lin Ting didn't appreciate it, and insisted on forcing him to say it today.

In the past, I only thought that Qiu Yunlan had something to hide, she was too considerate and cared for the other party, so she didn't force him, but in the end it was an oolong for a long time, so Qiu Yunlan didn't say anything because of embarrassment.

"Yes, yes, is it alright?" Qiu Yunlan threw him down on the bed as if discouraged, as if he wanted to fight to the death.

The shameful emotions climbed up his face with light powder, reaching the color of peach blossoms at the end of his eyes, which was in harmony with the filthy, and the thin and affectionate appearance was soaked with affection by the deep affection.

"It's late, I have class tomorrow, stop making trouble, go to bed." He covered Lin Ting's eyes, and pulled her into his arms, hugging Lin Ting like an octopus.

heart beats fast...

"Don't sleep, open your heart and tell the truth today, don't want to sleep until you finish the conversation." Lin Ting slapped him on the face unwillingly.

"I'll talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Qiu Yunlan muttered, "I'm so sleepy."

Lin Ting's eyeballs rolled, and he said in a roundabout way: "Then you must at least explain the matter of Weibo clearly."

There is an intangible aura of ambiguity in the air that will ignite as the topic unfolds.

Lin Ting wanted to be such an arsonist.

"You ask……"

His voice seemed to be suppressed, a little hoarse and low.

Lin Ting thought for a while, "Why do you want to be my fan and lurk by my side?"

Qiu Yunlan: "Because I like you and want to help you."

Lin Ting asked, "When did you fall in love with me?"

"12 years old, the first year of junior high school."

"So early? Why do you like me? Because I'm handsome?"

Qiu Yunlan laughed, and rubbed her head on his collarbone, "Well, yes, he's so handsome, I'm so fascinated."

Lin Ting was a little displeased, "Then it's just because I'm handsome? Are you too unprincipled?"

Qiu Yunlan said helplessly: "Not only that, but if I want to say this, you will definitely ask me again, so it must be because you are so handsome."

His sincerity made Lin Ting very angry, and he couldn't understand why this person had perfect marks in all conditions, but his mouth was so low.

But 12 years old is indeed the age of first love.

"Anyway, you don't want to sleep if you don't make it clear today. If you make an agreement, you can figure out one thing."

Qiu Yunlan hugged him even tighter, feeling his anger, fearing that he would run away again, "What you are asking about is Weibo, which is beyond the outline."

"It's closely related, there's no super-class, just say it."

"I just like you, what's the reason for liking someone?" Qiu Yunlan moved out of the Internet.

"You like me for no reason, you created Weibo, entered my fan circle and became a fan, and stared at me for so many years? Can a simple liking do so much for me? I'm not a fool, don't be fooled I."

Lin Ting frowned, and suddenly realized that in these years, he had never been harassed or frustrated by other stars when they debuted, and he has been going smoothly, which must have something to do with Qiu Yunlan.

At that time, Qiu Yunlan was only 12 years old, and she was able to handle these things, which showed the depth of the city, but Lin Ting was not afraid, but felt sorry for Qiu Yunlan.

Who would want to grow ahead of schedule if they hadn't experienced big winds and waves?

"I didn't fool you. Although it's not that the love didn't start out, but it must have deepened, otherwise I wouldn't do these things." Qiu Yunlan's cold voice was entwined with lingering memories, and she calmed down, "You are like a ray of light Into my life, anyone wants to chase."

"Why is there no shadow of you in my memory?"

No matter what Lin Ting thinks, he can't remember the trivial things when he was 12 years old.

"Because I'm standing in front of you glamorously now, of course you can't remember my bad side." Qiu Yunlan raised her head, her cool lips touched Lin Ting's chin.

He raised his head and kept running along the way, watching the light advance.

"Were you bad before?" Lin Ting frowned.

He really couldn't imagine the bad side of this beauty with cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"It's bad, and it's sad."

"Okay then." Lin Ting felt that this was a bad thing that Qiu Yunlan didn't want to mention, so he didn't continue.

He is always so considerate, no matter because of the occupational disease he developed over the years, or because of his deep love for Qiu Yunlan.

"Then what about you, why do you like me?" Qiu Yunlan threw the question back.

"Because you are handsome." Lin Ting took it for granted.

He fell in love with Qiu Yunlan at the first sight when he saw her at that time. The so-called love at first sight is just love at first sight.

Qiu Yunlan: "..."

Who was the one who liked to quarrel with him just because of his appearance?Why can Lin Ting speak out so brazenly?I have no reason to force myself?

"Not only that, it's true that you are handsome and like you, but I like you more and more in the process of getting along with you. Now it's all about you. Do you still want to question me?" Lin Ting said Be calm and confident.

As a Yangou, he felt that he was not wrong at all.

"Okay, I'm done asking questions, shut up and go to sleep." Qiu Yunlan covered his mouth and turned off the light.

Quietly around, the two adjusted their sleeping positions. It was really uncomfortable for such a big and tall Qiu Yunlan to nest, so it was Lin Ting who was pillowing on his shoulder, feeling at ease.

The dense night was covered with messy thoughts, and the dream-eating tapir in charge of dreams picked and picked a memory and stuffed it into Lin Ting's head.

Before he was dazed, he was still carefully recalling the past, and finally remembered the scene when Qiu Yunlan was embarrassed when he had lunch with Qiu Yunlan and Yan Qihao when he first entered the campus, and he seemed to have some clues.

Some fragments that have been dusty for many years are connected together to form a dream with winter cold.

"A boy was admitted to Ward 438. He was dumbfounded and didn't speak. Apart from being a little dirty, he was not injured. Why did he send him to our surgery department? Should he go to the dermatology department?"

"You didn't see clearly, there was a knife wound on your arm."

"Holding a schoolbag, I really didn't see it clearly, what's going on?"

"I heard that it's campus bullying. How many days have you been this week? The children nowadays are all spoiled by their families. They don't know how to obey the law."

"Campus bullying again? I think that school uniform looks very strange."

"The key school is indeed one of the schools in our hospital."

"Junior high school students, right? They are all junior high school students this week."

"Well, according to the data, it's not long since I turned 12."

……

Lin Ting's body was dull for a long time before he could gradually clear up his senses, but he always felt that his body was involuntary.

I can't move, I can't speak, I can't even lift my eyelids.

While he was anxious, he found himself walking a few steps forward, and his eyes became clear.

This is a long corridor, and there are a few people walking here and there, including doctors in a hurry, and family members of patients helping the elderly in hospital gowns.

Obviously, this is a hospital.

"I'll get you medicine, don't run around."

A familiar face appeared in front of his eyes and passed by in a flash. It was the young and beautiful sister Yaya many years ago.

"Okay," he heard himself say.

The childish voice spans as far away as time and space.

Lin Ting's mind was in a mess, and he couldn't get back to his senses for a while. Did he time travel?

The body suddenly walked forward, passing by a window, and he saw himself with a big peaked cap and a black mask that had not yet fully stretched his eyebrows and eyes.

This is...how old was he?Why no impression at all?

Going straight ahead, it seems to have come to an end, one side of the face, and saw the wide open door of the ward, sitting on the bed was a dirty boy, his head was hanging down, one part of his arm was wrapped in white gauze, a little Pitiful.

Is this the person the nurse just said?

Lin Ting was very surprised when he heard such a sound suddenly, could he still hear his own inner voice?

School violence?

He empathized with the doubt and felt himself walking in.

"Hi." He said to the boy.

But the boy didn't seem to hear, he lowered his head and ignored him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't come here to disturb you on purpose, I just saw that you were a little lonely by yourself, and I happened to be alone too." He knelt down and looked up to see this person's face.

It looked like a dusty face, but with sharp outlines and three-dimensional features, Lin Ting recognized it immediately, it was Qiu Yunlan.

12 years old, 12 years old.

Lin Ting suddenly remembered that when he participated in the photo shoot that made him live, he accidentally injured his arm, and Shu Ya took him to the hospital.

As if bored he did harass a strange patient.

I want to practice socializing with this person.

"Why don't you talk, don't you want to talk to me?" The 12-year-old self has some long-lasting complaints in his tone, which is more like acting like a baby.

Qiu Yunlan still ignored her, her eyes were empty, like a wandering spirit.

Lin Ting could only see what his 12-year-old self saw, and suddenly his eyes fell on the bedside table next to the hospital bed. There were a dozen square colored papers on it, as well as long strips of paper with folded stars.

It should be left by the last patient who lived here, it looks like a child.

He picked up the paper, folded a five-pointed star with some hands, and folded a heart with a piece of blue square paper.

"Lin Ting." He heard someone calling himself outside.

He responded, and then stuffed that love into Qiu Yunlan's arms.

"Don't be sad, not all people are bad people, you will meet good classmates in the future."

In fact, the 12-year-old himself didn't know the actual situation, just talking nonsense, so he left in a hurry.

Consciousness was blurred again, so my senses became light.

But Lin Ting seemed to understand something suddenly, knew something, but he was ignorant.