When closing the diary, Lin Si opened the bracelet, wanting to add Ling Yi back.
Ling Yi's information appeared on the search interface.
He looked at Ling Yi's headshot, which was a selfie taken in the ice and snow. His hair was blown by the cold wind, and he made a V towards the camera expressionlessly. His facial features were exquisite and beautiful, like a little fairy.
The head of the goblin suddenly flashed, and the signature changed.
From a string of meaningless "la la la la la la la la" to a sentence, or a poem.
More precisely, a line from a certain love poem.
"I want the thousand eyes of the eternal night, so that I can see you alone."
Many things have been foreshadowed, but until the moment it finally comes, you will never know what kind of unstoppable torrent it is. Maybe fate is like a railroad track. When passengers see the road signs erected on the side, they can know which end point they will reach in front of them, just like the night will eventually fall, and the morning sun will eventually rise.
He looked away from the interface, as if touched by something in the void, and looked at the galaxy outside the window.
In the night, thousands of stars twinkle, watching everything here, gentle and silent.
And what will you respond to such a starry sky
He clicked on his signature interface, deleted the original period, and replaced it with: come here.
Two minutes later, Ling Yi updated his signature: not coming.
Rins Update: Three minutes.
Ling Yi: Farewell.
Rings:
Ling Yi:.
Lince: Wait.
Ling Yi: Huh.
Lin Si decided to find Ling Yi by himself, and drag out the cowardly and righteous little ostrich.
When Dr. Lin was at his best, he was a famous person who had lived among thousands of flowers and not even a single leaf touched his clothes. In summer, under the Fatong tree, the moment when the breeze blew the corners of his snow-white clothes, he touched so many shy and timid people. Fangxin, of course, has received countless love letters and rejected a few confessions—but she has never seen such a coquettish operation.
Black-style confession and self-closing courtship can almost be included in textbooks, and they will be criticized year after year as typical negative teaching materials.
The moment he opened the door of his room, he saw Ling Yi standing outside the door.
He lowered his eyes, and his whole body was different from usual, neither lively nor happy.
His eyes were cautious, wet with anxiety, looking at Lin Si, standing outside the door for an unknown how long.
Lin Si originally wanted to tease him a few words, but seeing such a pair of eyes, his heart suddenly softened.
—He has raised this little thing for so long, every bump and bump will make him feel distressed... He can't bear to see his restless and flustered expression, even if he is the one who caused it.
He said, "Come in and tell."
Ling Yibian pursed his mouth and didn't come in.
"What's the matter?" Lin Si took his hand, "Huh?"
"No trouble," Ling Yi said sullenly, "I..."
But he "I" couldn't figure out why, and his whole body was about to suffocate.
The next moment, Lin Si let go of him, his right hand went up, and grabbed his collar.
Ling looked into his eyes, a little dazed.
The next moment, Lin Si kissed his lips.
The slightly cool thin lips, the soft tip of the tongue, like strong wine, made his mind go blank.
The kiss was very short, Lin Si let go of Ling Yi, crossed his arms and said with a half-smile: "Will you come in now?"
He looked at Ling Yi, and found that his little girlfriend's eyes were red, and she looked like she was about to cry.
What are you crying for? Lin Si patted his face: "Good boy, don't cry." "
It was fine if he didn't say anything, but when he said it, Ling Yi couldn't control his emotions at all, and was about to cry, and hugged Lin Si firmly.
Lin Si hugged him back, softly stroking his hair: "Stop crying, my dear."
Ling Yi didn't actually cry. He buried his face on Lin Si's shoulder, trembling slightly, and it took him a long time to calm down.
He didn't know why he was like this, he just felt that the whole world was like fireworks after a long night.
All previous speculations and doubts were overturned, and he finally knew that from an untraceable moment when he was a teenager, what he longed for in his heart was this—this is it... Embracing with Lin Si at a certain night, becoming The two closest people.
——From now on, he has enough ground to pursue his past, participate in his past and future, and ask for his favor and...love in another capacity.
He let go of Lince.
Lin Si asked: "So, are you really going to be my little girlfriend?"
Ling Yi: "But I'm not a girl."
Lin Si looked at him: "But you are very beautiful, like a kitten."
"That's a little tomcat too." Ling Yi retorted him.
"Okay," Lin Si smiled, "then you will be my boyfriend."
The tips of Ling Yi's ears turned red.
Lin Si found out this fact, and pinched it: "Then you plan to live with me, boyfriend?"
Ling Yidao: "But you just kicked out your boyfriend a few days ago."
"Is there?" Lin Si raised his eyebrows, "It was my boy who drove out that day, in order to make room for his boyfriend."
Ling smiled.
Lins looked at him.
Those eyes that were always full of frost, now melted away, showing a kind of faint peace.
Ling Yi leaned slightly to touch his lips, tentatively licking and biting.
Lin Si pressed his shoulders, and let out an ambiguous snort with unsteady breath between his lips and tongue. Instead, he went to teach him how to kiss.
I learned it, and got tired of it for a while. By the time the little wild cat was put on the bed and covered with the quilt, it was already midnight.
Wildcat turned off the light, hugged Lin Si and did not let go, blinked and asked, "Why did you promise me?"
Lin Si thought for a while and replied, "Because you are my baby."
After receiving a satisfactory answer, Ling Yi flopped a few times, did nothing else, leaned on Lin Si's shoulder, and quickly fell asleep.
But Lins didn't sleep.
In the dimly lit room, his eyes were terribly calm, and his right hand slowly pressed Ling Yi's chest.
Through a thin layer of clothing, the young and strong chest, under a thin layer of muscle, is a fresh, regular beating heart.
heartbeat.
one time.
Again.
His expression was still so calm and indifferent, but his breathing was slightly rapid. All these combinations formed a kind of almost paranoid obsession.
Ling Yi's heartbeat is something that has been strangely attracting him for the past few years.
The vigorous vitality is like the creeping weeds spreading wildly in spring, or the hot sunlight shining into the dark cell, a bright flame that lures moths into it.
His life is so pale and powerless, the meanness and depression are never far away, the soul is lifeless, only the body remains in the world.
Until that year, Ling Yi opened his eyes and came to him. Such a bright and flamboyant life occupied his vision and life, and it was a thread extending from the world, gradually strengthening his precarious connection with the whole world.
Over the years, even the long-dead soul has gradually recovered, like the scene of winter returning to spring.
Therefore, there is nothing he cannot give to Ling Yi, even love—especially love.
Because the love that Ling Yi asked for at this time was exactly what he had personally given, even though the boy who was already asleep might not know it, and this moment came a bit hastily.
Lin Si's fingers moved up, tracing the outline of Ling Yi.
Good night, boyfriend.
Adelaide is drinking with Zheng Shu.
He watched the signatures of Lin Si and Ling Yi in the address book change several times, finally stopped, and suddenly spoke.
"Do you believe that everything is preordained?"
"How to say?" Zheng Shu said.
"For a man like Lins, whose faith has been shattered, whose soul is full of thorns, whose fate is like a swamp, where sin and good are entangled, night and dawn are inseparable—he must save a man if he is to be born again. , or be saved by a person, other than that, there is no other way.” The psychiatrist’s smile is mysterious and bewitching, like a devil in hell who can spy on all living beings, “So, when I saw his face on the spaceship From the very first moment, I knew what that person would look like if he would promise to spend the rest of his life with him, and the fact is exactly as I expected.”
"Has he been redeemed?" Zheng Shu was already a little drunk, so he didn't ask too much, but said: "I thought a person like him could pull himself out of the mud."
Adelaide suddenly burst out laughing.
"Impossible," he took a sip of his drink, "I can bet you that the truth that Lin Si knows is far crueler than all of us know."
Zheng Shu also laughed.
"I don't believe he knows everything," he said.
"This city is full of crimes, and I hear about it." Adelaide read out the words of Jehovah in the "Old Testament" in an almost indulgent tone, and then continued: "Many people on the spaceship have sought my blessing. Help, including some great people, and the pain revealed in it is a hundred times more intense than imagined... "
"No one is really happy—what about you?" The psychiatrist suddenly looked at Zheng Shu, and inspected his eyes: "I can see that your pain is no less than that of Lin Si. Where did it come from? How do you plan to resolve it?"
Zheng Shu downed a glass of spirits, although he was known for not drinking at all.
— After all, spirits make people forget the pain, people always need it.
He looked at Adelaide with a slightly dazed expression: "From my lover."
He looked towards the ceiling, his voice was slightly drunk: "I often feel that she is still here looking at me, watching every moment..."
Already drunk, Adelaide stood up staggeringly, laughed and sang the beloved prodigal songs of nineteenth-century vagabond singers, and fell on the bed.
Zheng Shu dragged him aside and lay down indiscriminately.
The night of getting drunk with friends is uncomfortable and wonderful, as if closing your eyes and opening them again, it is still the noisy and beautiful summer of twenty-three years old.
As morning came, the starlight shone on the hull of the spaceship, making it sparkle.
Ling Yi buttoned the last button of the black uniform, and kissed Lin Si on the forehead: "Waiting for you to return to the Voyager."
Lin Si leaned on the door frame and watched him walk away in the sunlight. In the sunlight, the dust of the world was flying, but this scene seemed to come from a distant heaven.
When Ling Yi's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, a door not far away suddenly opened.
Adelaide, who was hungover, had a splitting headache and was very floating. When he saw Lin Si, he howled like grabbing a life-saving straw: "Doctor, I drank until midnight, and now I feel very uncomfortable. I want treatment. "
Lin Si dodged his pounce without moving, and when he was about to pounce again, he looked at him coldly and said: "I think you should give up the idea of hooking up with me-after all, I am now a man with a lot of love." friends."
"Who made you have a boyfriend!" Adelaide complained angrily, "It's me! A keen psychiatrist! Dionysus who has insight into people's hearts!"
Lin Si raised his eyebrows: "Sure enough, you are the one who obstructed it."
Adelaide caught the two mints thrown by Lin Si, confirmed that he would not greet him, and after taking good care of his good friend, he returned to Zheng Shu in despair.
Zheng Shu was programming with a hangover headache, ignored him, and even snatched a piece of mint.
"Friendship! This hypocritical friendship!" The psychiatrist desperately hugged a pillow and lived with it.
The author has something to say: Ah!
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