That night, Xia Yu didn't sleep well. He dreamed about many things from the past.
He dreamed that he and Lu Zhao were watching a movie together.
That should be the most peaceful period between him and Lu Zhao. He confirmed their relationship as friends with benefits, but was very cautious and did not dare to have any unrealistic thoughts. He also did not ask Lu Zhao to be his boyfriend.
When he was so well behaved, Lu Zhao didn't make things difficult for him and treated him like a friend as before.
But when watching a movie, he would deliberately sit in Lu Zhao's arms and eat popcorn in Lu Zhao's arms.
Lu Zhao was disgusted by his scumbag behavior, but he still tolerated it, hugged his waist, and watched boring romance movies with him.
At the end of the movie, the heroine walked across the white bridge alone holding an umbrella. She was old, with white hair. All the people she had loved were gone, and she was truly alone.
But what she recalled was the first time she met her husband. The scholar in a blue cloth shirt looked up at her and whispered, "Miss, you dropped something."
This movie doesn't have a very high rating, I just clicked on it casually.
But Xia Yu felt sad when he saw this.
Because until the end, the heroine didn't know that her deceased husband actually loved her.
But he never said it, so she never knew it until she died.
This made him stop eating his popcorn. He watched the end credits in frustration, feeling a tightness in his chest.
Lu Zhao probably sensed it, and lowered his head to ask him, "What's wrong? You don't like the movie you chose?"
The sound of the air conditioner was particularly clear in this quiet afternoon, with a faint hum. Occasionally, the chirping of cicadas could be heard outside the window, but they soon disappeared, leaving only the green shadows of the trees falling on the windowsill.
He held Lu Zhao's hand and looked at him eagerly. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.
He wanted to tell Lu Zhao, if you ever fall in love with me, even just for a moment, could you tell me earlier.
But he thought about it and didn't say it out loud because it was too far-fetched.
So he just leaned on Lu Zhao's shoulder and said, "Yes, I don't think this movie is good."
When Xia Yu woke up, it took him a while to remember where he was.
He was buried in the soft quilt, and when he touched to the side, he found that Lu Zhao was not there, but the quilt still seemed to have the scent of Lu Zhao.
He yawned, sat up from the quilt, looked around, and muttered to himself where Lu Zhao had gone. He wouldn't have left him behind to go to work, would he
He got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. When he came out, he looked at his clothes from last night with worry.
His clothes were obviously unwearable. Not to mention that the buttons were loose, they were smoked but not washed. He was disgusted enough by them.
He thought about it and went to open Lu Zhao's closet. Although Lu Zhao's clothes were not in his size, they should be able to fit in.
But when he opened the wardrobe, he found that some of the clothes were not like Lu Zhao's style. They were very casual and casual, and all new. He flipped through a few of them and found that they were all brands he often wore. The tags were still there, and even the size was the same as his.
Xia Yu raised his eyebrows, but without hesitation, he picked a grass-gray turtleneck sweater and a pair of black casual pants.
Xia Yu got dressed and went downstairs. As soon as he reached the first floor, he saw Lu Zhao sitting on the sofa. He was wearing a neat suit and looked meticulous. There were documents on his knees and he was holding a cell phone, talking about something. It was obvious that he was already working.