God said I would meet you

Lin Jinyu is a shameless gay. He has a boyfriend who even seduces Zhao Wujie. Zhao Wujie is so innocent. After knowing that he was the mistress, he proposes to make a clean break. Lin Jinyu took the jersey because of the money. He wouldn't say anything for his own sake, but what he didn't expect was that the jersey was not Zhao Wujie's, but Zhao Wujie's roommate's.

He deserved to be hanged for stealing something, but Zhao Wujie was soft-hearted and agreed to take the blame as long as he returned it, saying that he lent it to Lin Jinyu on his own initiative, and he also posted a post to clarify. The angry words spoken after being entangled, that person was not the "straight man" who was being harassed, but the boyfriend who was cuckolded by Lin Jinyu.

It's a good thing to turn black and white, and leave out the two major points of Zhao Wujie's criticism of "harassing straight men" and "self-directed and self-acted". I have to say a word to bow down.

It was the middle of the night when there were very few people online, and this post has not caused any waves yet, but tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, after more than ten hours of fermentation, it is uncertain how many people will be deceived. Lin Jinyu looked at it and almost vomited: "Who Fucking blind to see him."

What kind of rubbish, it felt like a piece of shit ran over and stuck to his feet on its own initiative, and even spread rumors that he likes to eat shit.

"I'm fucking deceiving people too much." Anger was like a gushing magma, gurgling and submerging Lin Jinyu, he was so angry that he didn't have the energy to care about it——Zhao Wujie came out to the whole school instead of him.

Panting heavily, Lin Jinyu wanted to throw off the quilt and get out of bed to go out.It was two o'clock in the morning when he couldn't see his fingers. Zhang Xinli didn't know what he was going to do suddenly, so he hurriedly grabbed him and asked, "Why, what are you going for?"

Lin Jinyu was wrapped in unspeakable anger and yelled at him: "Do you know what they said?" He said: "You son of a bitch, I'm going now..."

Since his illness, he sometimes lost his temper with Zhang Xinli when he was in a bad mood, exuding negative energy. The doctor said that this was normal.

"I know," Zhang Xinli said, "I know it's too much, and you are very angry, but now... can you not go out."

It was too late at this point, where could he run so carelessly, and Lin Jinyu needed to rest.

"I can't!" Lin Jinyu grabbed his hand hard, he was very angry, and his emotions seemed very agitated, probably he couldn't swallow this breath personally.

Zhang Xinli had no choice but to stay awake, and got up again to stop him: "Jinyu!"

Lin Jinyu said, "Let go!"

Zhang Xinli was really tired, he finally couldn't help it and said, "Can't you make a fuss today!"

These helpless and powerless words echoed in the room, Lin Jinyu was startled, and finally fell silent.

The mobile phone in his hand buzzed. It was someone in the renting group asking if someone was arguing in room XX in the middle of the night. The bed rang and the floor rang, making people sleepless in the middle of the night.

After a few seconds of silence, Zhang Xinli pulled his wrist, sighed, softened his tone, and said, "...I'm tired, so please be considerate of me, okay?"

This is the first time he said he was tired. For a month, he turned day and night upside down, kept turning his axis, and paid attention to his lover's emotions and physical health. He paid attention to the other party's condition 24 hours a day. Remembering his sleep time every day, every day he sleeps less than him. After such a period of time, Superman is also tired.

Lin Jinyu came to his senses and turned off the ignition: "I seem to be possessed by a mindless and unhappy person again," he said, "I'm a little... thinking about what is what, forget it, and go to sleep."

After much tossing, Lin Jinyu realized his mistake and corrected it, covered Zhang Xinli with the quilt, patted his back, and said, "You can rest at home tomorrow, don't go out during the day, I will study by myself in the morning, and I will bring you meals from the cafeteria at noon."

Zhang Xinli replied: "No, hurry up and sleep."

Although he finally lay down on the bed peacefully, insomnia is insomnia, and it doesn't depend on human will at all. Lin Jinyu desperately hoped that he would fall asleep, but he lay on the bed and tried hard with his eyes closed for a long time, but he still couldn't fall asleep.

He remained motionless and wanted to pretend that he was asleep, but he couldn't hide it from Zhang Xinli. Just when Lin Jinyu maintained the same posture until his whole body became stiff, he reckoned that Zhang Xinli should have fallen asleep, and he couldn't stand it and wanted to change his posture a little. He heard Zhang Xinli's voice from above his head: "Shall I tell you a story, or sing a lullaby?"

"..."

Zhang Xinli sighed: "I can't sleep before you go to sleep."

"..." There was no need to pretend, so Lin Jinyu moved her numb arm, turned over, and said in self-defeating, "Why don't I prescribe some sleeping pills tomorrow."

"No, little ancestor, don't take medicine indiscriminately." Zhang Xinli leaned over, hugged him and said, "You can't sleep, are you still thinking about what happened just now?"

It’s true that the bunch of shit that “Mr. 0” guy made up is always lingering in Lin Jinyu’s mind, which makes him panic and naturally toss and turn.

Lin Jinyu didn't speak, Zhang Xinli put him on his arm, and said, "It's really not necessary to waste your energy on villains all the time... There are so many historical celebrities, who hasn't suffered abuse and attacks, just like the one you showed me ...that what."

Zhang Xinli couldn't remember the name, Lin Jinyu was confused: "What what?"

"That miserable painter, the writer thought he was ugly and thin at first, but later found him tall and strong, at first thought he was a bastard, but later found out that he was a great artist..."

Lin Jinyu searched in her mind, and said hesitantly, "Isn't this the plot in "The Moon and Sixpence"..."

Zhang Xinli said, "Yes, that's the name."

Once upon a time, at the gate of the magnificent library of X University, Lin Jinyu handed this book along with Yu Hua's "To Live" to Zhang Xinli, recommending him to read it.

"You really went to see it," Lin Jinyu said, "I forgot."

"I read it," Zhang Xinli closed his eyes, and chatted with him, hoping that this kind of topic would relax him, and then he gradually felt sleepy: "I don't have talent, I don't understand it, it seems to be talking about pursuing ideals. "

"Yes," Lin Jinyu said, "to be more precise, it is spiritual and material."

He is good at this field, so he naturally talked eloquently: "This is what the name of this book means. The moon represents spiritual feelings and lofty ideals, and sixpence represents interests, and also represents a superior life... Do you want to be a man who looks at the moon?" man, or the man who picked up the sixpence?"

Zhang Xinli thought for a while, and said, "Is it true that ideals are generally respected? This book seems to be the same, but I think..." He said: "I may not agree with it. The moon is important, and so is sixpence."

Lin Jinyu knew that he was thinking seriously and answering her own question, so she smiled and said: "Maugham didn't think so. This book is called a classic of realism, not because it simply eulogizes idealism, it It is a kind of thinking, about spirit and matter, as well as the individual and society. At the same time, it is also mixed with Maugham's self-reflection of the evaluation at that time, and the lament of the literary trend... because when he wrote this book, the British literary world Trends are changing, realism is on the decline, and modernism has just risen, with ordinary people as the protagonists, biased towards realistic style, focusing on describing "trivial things" and realism is considered by many people as "a decayed antique of the previous dynasty", and realism literature has been replaced as it once supplanted Romanticism."

Zhang Xinli opened his closed eyes and looked at Lin Jinyu in the dark.

Lin Jinyu didn't realize it, he was a little immersed in the story, looked at the ceiling of the roof, and said naturally: "So Maugham created this story based on Gauguin, but at the same time, he didn't directly use Charles as the protagonist, but chose to follow the author's story. From the perspective of an observer, it is not so easy to understand a person. The writer keeps making speculations, but also keeps introspecting, telling people not to judge others easily..." He said and found that Zhang Xinli After staring at him intently, Lin Jinyu shut up belatedly, and said, "Uh... am I talking too much nonsense?"

"No." Zhang Xinli looked at his face: "I don't understand these things, but I like to hear what you say."

Thanks to his father's invisible "indoctrination", Lin Jinyu has a very good literary talent. After reading the same book, Zhang Xinli only read a story, but Lin Jinyu can see more things, far beyond what is described on the surface of the text. that layer.

He told him what Zhang Xinli couldn't see, and took him to touch another world that couldn't be touched.

"Don't give me a high hat, well, I know I talk a lot of nonsense."

"No, it's true," Zhang Xinli said, "I said, you are very special."

From the first time he saw him, it was special. On that afternoon when the wind was blowing and the leaves were rustling, Tagore's flying bird turned into a real body and flew out from Lin Jinyu's fingertips, each feather shining brightly.

That ray of light lasts forever. From a long time ago, Zhang Xinli wanted to hold that ray of light. He wanted to conquer and possess him. He wanted to press him in a corner where no one could see him. He wanted to kiss him hard and make him feel good There was a subdued and begging look on his face, making him only his own... Lin Jinyu would never know about that shady dream.

"Actually, it's just... a very common literary review." Lin Jinyu couldn't bear such compliments, he yawned, and said, "Didn't you ever nag about something similar when you were young? Literary general knowledge such as the author's life."

"No," Zhang Xinli said, "Aside from addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, the earliest education I remember was that the support teacher told you not to steal things, only...'Don't use violence to solve all problems'. "

Lin Jinyu yawned again and asked, "Who educated you?"

Zhang Xinli said, "I won't tell you."

How old is he still playing this game, Lin Jinyu was a little sleepy, he turned over and said, "Not to mention falling down."

Zhang Xinli smiled, but he didn't say anything because Lin Jinyu knew that person.He propped up half of his body on his elbows, leaned over from behind Lin Jinyu, and asked, "And then?"

Lin Jinyu closed her eyes and said, "What then?"

"Which is more important, spiritual or material," Zhang Xinli said, "What's the answer?"

"There is no answer," Lin Jinyu said: "Maugham tends to think that spirit is higher than matter, but matter is not the opposite of spirit, but this is just his own answer... He said in the book, 'It depends on how you look at life. significance'."

"That's it." Zhang Xinli nodded and lay down: "It makes sense."

"Different people will have different answers, and maybe the same person will have different answers at different times," Lin Jinyu said, leaning on the pillow, "The important thing is not the answer, but the process of seeking the answer."

"No wonder you have to write from the perspective of a bystander," Zhang Xinli said: "People around the painter can only see one side of him. At first they get it wrong, and they may get it wrong again at the second glance. People around him can only see his side. Desperate and irresponsible, he can only see his inner pursuit, and only the narrative of the bystander can show everything."

"That's right," Lin Jinyu murmured, "Many people said that Charles was incompetent, and complained and ridiculed as much as possible. Only the third party's narration powerfully revealed the truth..." He suddenly jumped up from the pillow and turned around. Go, and said to Zhang Xinli, "What did you just say?"

Zhang Xinli was taken aback by his sudden movement: "What..."

"Last sentence, what did you just say?"

"Only the narrative of a bystander can reveal all..."

Bystander?Onlooker, onlooker, onlooker... Lin Jinyu's eyes rolled wildly, and he patted Zhang Xinli vigorously: "I'm going, why didn't I think of it before, I lost my mind after taking medicine, you are a fucking genius! "

Zhang Xinli didn't know what he thought of so excitedly, Lin Jinyu rushed forward to wrap him around him, wrapped him tightly with the quilt, and said, "Sleep! There will be a game tomorrow, and I have to hang those two idiots on the welcoming pine Welcome guests from all over the world!"

……

The next day, at the gate of the school, at the milk tea shop where Lin Jinyu had shown Zhang Xinli’s photo to her friends, four people sat neatly at the square table, forming a perfect combination of 0 creations. Lin Jinyu ordered four cups of milk tea as a treat. Straight to the point, he told the two gays who had a good relationship with him about the jersey.

The two of their friends usually gossip, and they like to watch school groups, walls, etc. Lin Jinyu was a little nervous at first, fearing that they would be like those classmates in the class, very angry youth, what they listened to, they didn't believe in themselves, and the result was completely To his surprise, as soon as he finished talking about it, one of them said: "Someone in our dormitory is also discussing this, I never believed it, I felt something was wrong, Jinyu, we often hang out together, You are so rich, from what I know about you, you are not that kind of person at all."

The other one seemed very excited, and when he talked about it, he exploded: "Just Zhao Wujie from the Physical Education Institute? He is famous. There is no gay in our school who doesn't know him. If you can believe what he says, sows will climb trees." "

He said: "I have an appointment with him, this shameless scumbag, I still have his private photos in the phone."