Finale

Chapter 17

17

The weather in May has gradually turned cold, and it is about to enter the rainy season. The wind outside the window passes through the glass and pours in through the cracks, blowing the heavy curtains.

Lu Chunyan's face seemed to have been torn open, and what came out of the fragments were some small hesitation and dazed daze.He is used to avoiding his own feelings, thinking that being in love with men is a shame that the general public thinks.

Men and women can still be said to be romantic, which is enviable, but men and men, what is that like?

Lu Chunyan took a long breath, and said in a teasing tone: "I like it, I don't have a younger brother, so I take you as my younger brother."

Qiu Yao stared blankly at him, and retorted: "I'm not talking about that kind of liking, I..."

"Are you tired? Go and rest." Lu Chunyan hastily interrupted him, without giving Qiuyao a chance to continue, turned around and left as if escaping.

Qiu Yao stood there blankly, watching Lu Chunyan's back, watching him walk out of the living room and into the entrance, the entrance looked very long, the light was cut off there, it was as dark as a cave.A few seconds later, he heard a "bang", the room returned to silence, and Lu Chunyan left.

Qiu Yao's face was full of confusion, he didn't understand why Lu Chunyan obviously liked Xu Weihan but kept silent, and he also didn't understand why Lu Chunyan misunderstood his liking for him.

He never regarded Lu Chunyan as his elder brother. Lu Chunyan took care of him and always treated him very well.As a peach tree, no one has ever treated him so well. He likes Lu Chunyan very much, and he knows clearly that this kind of liking is what humans call love.

Lu Chunyan stood outside the door, the elevator door opened, and he walked in slowly.His pale and flustered face was reflected in the elevator mirror. Lu Chunyan closed his eyes, pressed down to the first floor, and then leaned against the elevator wall.

The elevator went down from floor to floor, and the feeling of weightlessness reminded him of Qiuyao's frightened look.

Lu Chunyan doesn't understand why Qiuyao likes herself, he is not a person worth liking, he is not worthy of other people's expectations.

Qiuyao waited in the house for two days and thought a lot. As a peach tree, he doesn't have so many complicated thoughts. If he likes it, he likes it. If he likes it, he has to confess it.

He thought about how Lu Chun would reject him at the banquet, but he never thought about what he would do after being rejected.

He walked to the living room, glanced at the sofa, did not dare to sit on it, walked into the hallway, stayed at the door for a while, and slowly sat beside the shoe rack.He put his arms around his calves, his chin resting on his knees, and looked down at the gap under the door.

Lu Chunyan is gone, Lu Chunyan doesn't want him anymore, will he drive him away?

Qiu Yao thought about it lately, as if her heart had been eaten away by small insects, dense pain spread.He wiped away the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes with his hands, but more and more, the cool tears flowed down his cheeks, crumbling on his chin, and hit the ground drop by drop.

He thought that Lu Chunyan would not come back, but when he was crying miserably, the door was pushed open again, with a "creak", someone walked in.

Qiu Yao raised her head, and saw a tall figure with hazy teary eyes.Lu Chunyan took a few steps forward and stood in front of him.

He regained his gentle look, squatted down, gently wiped away the tears on Qiu Yao's face, and said softly, like coaxing a child, "Yaoyao, you are the cutest, kindest and best thing I have ever seen." My child, don't like me, I don't deserve your liking."

What's wrong with liking this kind of thing?

Qiu Yao stared blankly at Lu Chunyan, her body seemed to be on fire, she dodged back and grabbed Lu Chunyan's wrist with her backhand.If possible, he wanted to tear off the mask on Lu Chunyan's face and ask him, what are you running away from, and what are you afraid of.

But he can't, he likes Lu Chunyan very much, he likes to wake up early in the morning and lie beside Lu Chunyan, watching him sleep.Guanghui in the morning especially likes Lu Chunyan's side face. His eyelashes are very long, and his slightly pursed lips make people want to kiss him, but Qiuyao always dare not, he will only watch secretly, and then Slowly squeezed into Lu Chunyan's arms, listening to his heart rate, feeling his breathing rate.

He likes to walk behind Lu Chunyan, looking at his broad back, likes to hear Lu Chunyan tell him to walk faster, and then waits for the hand that Lu Chunyan holds out to him.

He held it lightly, as if holding a whole spring.

He didn't expect that he would like Lu Chunyan so much before he knew it.When he heard what Lu Chunyan said, there was nothing but pain in his heart. He grabbed Lu Chunyan's wrist tightly, leaned his face over, tears rubbed against Lu Chunyan's palm, and said sullenly: "Lu Chunyan, you are very bad, you know have no idea?"

Lu Chunyan was stunned and didn't speak. He heard Qiuyao crying and said: "Why are you so kind and gentle to me? .”

He was speechless, his behavior had always been like this, leaving room for everything, being nice to others was only a matter within his limits.Is it true that being gentle with others will also be criticized again and again?

Thinking of Tao Yuan's phone call before her death, Lu Chunyan seemed to question him in the same way. The person asked him if he had a heart, and shouted that since he didn't like it, since it was just a relationship of interest, he shouldn't be so gentle, it would be misleading, really... It can be misleading.

Lu Chunyan pulled him to stand up, Qiuyao's body swayed, Lu Chunyan sighed, and said in a low voice: "I didn't expect that I caused you such trouble, I'm really sorry."

He said sorry to Qiuyao, but Qiuyao shook her head and stammered, "Don't... tell me I'm sorry..."

Lu Chunyan lowered his head and could see Qiuyao's shoulders trembling. He made the child cry.Lu Chunyan felt uncomfortable, raised his hand to touch Qiuyao's hair, when he suddenly thought of something, his hand paused in mid-air, his fingers curled up and slowly clenched into a fist, and then slowly lowered down.He said to Qiuyao, "It won't happen in the future."

Lu Chunyan hardly slept that day. He watched Qiuyao return to the room. When the door closed, he fell into the sofa, exhausted.He leaned on the sofa, leaned his head back, and stared blankly at the sky.

Xu Weihan's words and Qiuyao's words ran through his head over and over again, he closed his eyes in pain, and pulled open the collar of his shirt forcefully, a button was broken, and fell to the ground with a "click".

On the second day, Qiuyao came out of the room, and Lu Chunyan had already left.He walked slowly to the living room, saw the traces of sleeping on the sofa, and glimpsed a button on the ground, with a white round and crystal clear shell surface, and the workmanship was very delicate.

Qiuyao looked at it for a long time, and finally picked up the button of the shirt, and squeezed it tightly with her right hand, the button sank into her palm, pressing on the flesh, causing some pain.

Before dawn, when there was a hazy layer of dust, Lu Chunyan packed a few clothes and came out of the apartment.He couldn't drive a car in this state, and walked slowly on the slightly cold street pushing his suitcase.After walking for a long time, he found a bench and sat down in the same posture as last night, thinking for a long time.

Until it was completely dawn, his mobile phone vibrated, Lu Chunyan woke up suddenly, and answered the phone in a daze, it was Xu Weihan's mother who called, and the other party said, Xu Weihan woke up.