Jiang Yi followed his father's wishes and left the country. Honestly, he stayed in a first-class American university for two years, and then in his sophomore year, without telling his father, he signed up for the two-year exchange student cooperation program between the school and University A, and then sneaked back.
The twists and turns of the process during the period are not worth mentioning. In any case, it can be regarded as the same goal in another sense.
Holding the handle on the suitcase, he stood under the bright August sun and was filled with emotion. If he didn't see Chu Chuan again, he might not even be able to recall the other party's favorite position on the bed.
Evan, an American roommate who flew here to participate in the exchange program, raised his shoulder and bumped him, saying, "Hey, why are you so dazed? They're already here."
The two of them dragged their suitcases and walked towards the student with the student union work card hanging at the school gate.
Among the four people on the opposite side were two men and two women. The girl with long brown curly hair greeted Evan who was walking in front of her in English fluently. The blond-haired and blue-eyed Evan grinned, but what he spit out was Chinese, "Hello, I have longed for Chinese history and culture for a long time."
The girl with short black hair exclaimed a little, "You speak Chinese really well."
Evan blinked playfully, "Because I have participated in the Chinese Bridge."
The eyes of the two girls were almost glued to Evan's deep-featured face.
The tall and straight boy on the left adjusted his glasses and looked at Jiang Yiyou hesitantly, "Japanese?"
Jiang Yiyou: "..."
Jiang Yiyou: "I am Chinese."
The boy was at a loss for words, "... hello, are you here as an exchange student too?"
Jiang Yiyou: "Yes."
Boy: "..."
The four hurriedly led them in the direction of the exchange students' apartment. The breeze was mixed with strong summer heat, and Evan gracefully raised his right hand and brushed his left forehead hair, raising his beautiful neckline in the wind, which attracted the attention of many students on the side of the road.
He raised the corner of his mouth slantingly, and whispered to Jiang Yiyou: "I heard that cross-action makes people look more sexy. I don't need to look back to know that there are many beautiful girls looking at me now."
Jiang Yiyou: "..."
He deliberately alarmistly said: "Don't use your procedure of flirting with girls in the United States to China. You have to know that as long as you have sex with a girl in China, you must marry her."
Evan: "…"
Just when Jiang Yiyou thought that the other party had nothing to say, Evan stopped suddenly, staring past him and looking behind him, "... Then you don't have to marry him if you sleep with a boy?"
Jiang Yiyou showed hesitation on his face: "...Aren't you fucking straight?"
Evan didn't answer his words, "You Chinese boys are so handsome and sexy? The one behind you, as soon as I saw his two long legs, I really wanted to abduct him to the bed immediately."
Jiang Yi was stunned for a moment, then as if thinking of something, he widened his eyes and quickly looked behind him—there was nothing behind him, and he saw nothing.
Evan laughed loudly and squeezed into his ears, "Jiang, are you still saying that you are not gay? I just said that you have been in college in the United States for two years, and you have so many hot girls who like you, but you have never paid Girlfriend, it can’t be a straight guy. Sure enough, you didn’t react when I told you about beautiful girls, but when I mentioned handsome Chinese guys, you reacted so much.”
Jiang Yiyou turned his head speechlessly, wanting him to keep his voice down. But I heard Evan say "My god" shortly and in astonishment, and the heavy suitcase fell to the ground at his feet.
In the next second, the boy who was pressing on him was pulled up. Jiang Yi got up from the ground, lowered his head and patted the dust off his jeans. There were two shadows in front of Yu Guangli, and a melodious and deep voice fell into the ear from the upper right, strange and familiar: "Sorry—"
Jiang Yiyou suddenly raised his face and looked straight at the speaker.
Seeing Evan walking towards him with a suitcase, the handsome and calm boy stopped speaking, and switched to a standard fluent American pronunciation: "Sorry, my friend didn't see someone behind him, so he bumped into you. You still okay?"
Chu Chuan's pronunciation probably beat him, an authentic American studying abroad dog, by a whole street, but Jiang Yiyou had no time to listen. His eyes flicked across the face of the boy wearing inline skates beside Chu Chuan, and finally landed on the other's wrist.
From just now, when Chu Chuan pulled the man up, he had never let go of the hand on the other's wrist.
Jiang Yi half-lidded his eyelids, and instantly felt the urge to cry. He put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked up at Chu Chuan, who was several centimeters taller than him, and replied calmly in English: "It's okay, you go."
It's all right. It's all right.
So what the hell is going on
If he remembered correctly, at this time in his previous life, it should be him who let Chu Chuan teach the pulley by hand. The butterfly of fate fanned him to the United States on the other side of the ocean, but left Chu Jiari by Chu Chuan's side, taking his place
So from the beginning to the end, he was the only one affected by the butterfly effect
What kind of bad thing is this? All he wanted now was to drag the progress bar desperately to jump to thirty years old, hug Chu Chuan and let the other party fuck him hard. Tell him that this world where Chu Chuan is not with Jiang Yiyou is just a dream. An ironic dream.
It's a pity that from the day when his college entrance examination results came out, it was doomed that even at the age of thirty, the person lying on Chu Chuan's bed with him would probably not be himself.
Jiang Yi was at a loss and panicked.
Maybe he shouldn't choose to go abroad, but should choose other colleges near University A like Chu Jiari did. He just wasted two years in vain and gave up his boyfriend.