The sudden string of garbled characters attracted the attention of all group members the moment it appeared.
Xue Zhong Hao Jie: Hmmmm? Did you accidentally crush the phone
Cute ghost Li Xiaotang: Jiaran, you sent the wrong message, hahaha, look at what you sent.
Xue Zhong Hao Jie: No, I guess I just pressed it accidentally (spreading my hands helplessly)
Cute ghost Li Xiaotang: You idiot, what did you press? Why did you put your phone in your butt pocket during class
Cute ghost Li Xiaotang: I thought you wouldn't play with your phone during class, hehehehe/spin/spin/spin
Cute ghost Li Xiaotang: We are going to play basketball with classmate Liang Ge later. Do you want to join us, Xie Jiaran? It doesn't matter if you don't want to, just come and sit down and watch the fun.
Cute Ghost Li Xiaotang: Hey, where are the people? Why are they gone
Li Tang called Xie Jiaran noisily several times but got no response.
Liang Sunian's face was serious, and he felt something was wrong.
Given Xie Jiaran's usual personality and style, the probability of him sending garbled text to the group for no reason is extremely low, and the probability of him not withdrawing the message or explaining it after sending it is even lower.
After exiting the WeChat group, he opened Xie Jiaran's private chat box and sent a lot of messages, and took photos of his face one after another, but received no response.
His fingertips tapped the table unconsciously.
Just as I was considering whether or not to make a call directly, I heard the crisp sound of something falling to the ground in the corridor behind me.
I turned around and looked in the direction of the sound, just in time to see a very familiar figure walking quickly past the entrance.
Xie Jiaran was holding a book in his arms, and his expression could not be seen clearly from his lowered posture, but from his slightly hurried steps, one could easily tell that he was in a hurry and uneasy at the moment.
The thin figure quickly disappeared from sight, and Liang Sunian frowned deeply.
I was glad that I happened to see it, but I couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.
Why didn’t you tell me immediately when something happened
Su Xi Nian Nian: I have something to do and need to leave first. I can’t go with you. You can go to the stadium by yourselves later.
Cute Ghost Li Xiaotang: Huh? What happened so suddenly
In previous years: family affairs.
Cute ghost Li Xiaotang:
Li Tang was confused. He raised his head and looked back, only to find that the seat near the entrance was already empty.
He didn't catch up with anyone when he went downstairs, and no one answered the phone. Liang Sunian sighed and could only put away his phone and rush back to the dormitory as quickly as possible.
It was not until I pushed open the door and saw Xie Jiaran that I finally felt relieved.
Luckily I didn’t lose the person.
However, he soon realized that he had been too relaxed too early.
There was something visibly wrong with Xie Jiaran's condition.
He sat in his seat with his back hunched, almost in a curled-up position.
He was holding a small white bear stuffed animal tightly in his arms, his head buried low, trying his best to endure something, his whole body trembling slightly but barely visible.
The stubbornness, fragility and helplessness make people feel distressed.
Liang Sunian paused for breath, and his heart seemed to be suddenly grasped by a pair of hands.
I didn't even bother to think about why the other party didn't tell me when his thirst syndrome broke out. I took two steps at a time and squatted beside him, looking anxious: "Ranran, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
When Xie Jiaran heard Liang Sunian's voice, his body stiffened.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw Liang Sunian, with a blank look of uncertainty in his eyes: "...Brother?"
The voice is low and hoarse, hiding a weak dependence.
If there was Hengyuan in his heart, then the piece belonging to Liang Sunian would have completely dissolved and collapsed at this moment.
"Yes, it's me."
She carefully held Xie Jiaran's face and spoke softly, as if she was afraid that a louder voice would scare her: "Ranran, it's okay, it's okay, I'm here."
Liang Sunian's palm was gently rubbed, and his breathing slowed down involuntarily.
She coaxed the boy in front of her with great patience, touching his cheek, rubbing the back of his neck, and wanting to hug him like she did every time before.
Unexpectedly, as soon as her fingertips touched her shoulder, she was pushed away by the other party.
Xie Jiaran seemed to have just woken up from a dream. He stood up with the doll in his arms, staggered back a few steps to distance himself from her, and looked at her in panic with wide eyes.
Liang Sunian didn't understand why and just stood there in a daze.
However, when he reacted and stood up to approach again, Xie Jia once again backed away.
Liang Sunian suddenly felt as if a basin of cold water mixed with ice was poured over him.
Looking at Xie Jiaran, who was pale and refused to let him get close to him, he rarely felt a sense of panic and helplessness.
He opened his mouth for the first time and finally managed to find his voice: "Of course, what's wrong?"
Xie Jiaran hugged the doll in his arms tightly, as if he was holding the only life-saving straw at the moment: "No, brother, I can't hug you."
Liang Sunian was puzzled: "Why not?"
Xie Jiaran explained in a low voice from a distance of a few steps: "Dr. Michel said that when the disease attacks, it will not do me any good to rely too much on one person to relieve the symptoms."
"If I want to get better, if I want to recover, I have to keep my distance from you."
"I will no longer have any contact with you, and I will no longer accept your hugs, until one day I no longer need you at all. Then maybe my illness will be cured."
For some reason, as Xie Jiaran finished his words, Liang Sunian suddenly felt a little breathless.
I thought I had always answered the question of "whether I will recover" in the affirmative, but at this moment, I found that my self-confidence seemed to be wrong.
Looking at the corners of Xie Jiaran's eyes which were flushed with red because of his forbearance, it seemed as if his whole body was drained away in an instant.
Just like... ... Just like when I was still young and my parents went out hand in hand to celebrate their wedding anniversary, leaving me alone at home.
No one woke me up, so I woke up naturally and saw that it was dark outside.
There was no light on in the house. I was all alone at home, in the room, shrouded in darkness and silence.
The mood then was almost exactly the same as it is now.
wrong.
I feel even more empty, confused and at a loss now than I did back then.
Something important is slipping through my fingers quickly and I can't hold it anymore.
Xie Jiaran grabbed the white bear's ears, and his lowered gaze stayed on the back of Liang Sunian's hand, which was clenched so tightly that veins were exposed, for two seconds, before turning his gaze back to his face with a gentle look.
"elder brother."
I looked into your eyes and whispered, "You've always hoped that I could recover, haven't you?"
He jumped, shot, was robbed of the ball, and dunked it into the basket. The basketball, with the impact of inertia, hit the ground heavily, making a dull sound.
This was the third ball that Xiao Chi had been violently robbed of.
"Brother Liang, why are you so fierce? My little heart can't take it anymore."
Xiao Chi wanted to cry but had no tears: "We are just exercising and having fun after class, not playing NBA!"
Liang Sunian didn't say anything. He grabbed the bouncing ball and slammed it down from close range. The muffled sound of the basketball hitting the ground was heard again. The people around looked at each other, and no one dared to step forward to catch it.
They had already been beaten to the point where they had no power to fight back.
Xiao Chi bit his cheek with a toothache and stepped aside silently: "Brother Liang, what's wrong with you? Did you take the wrong medicine?"
Li Tang and Shen Xuehao shook their heads in sync: "I don't know, he was fine in class just now, but he became like this after leaving for a while and came back."
“I always feel like this scene is familiar.”
Chen Wenyao stroked his chin and thought: "To be honest, my second uncle has a friend whose wife seemed to be like this when she first ran away? Hmm... It doesn't seem to be this serious."
"You mean Brother Liang is like this because his wife ran away?"
"The probability is very small, but it's not impossible. Besides, didn't Brother Liang say he was going to take care of family matters?"
"... Could you please be more reliable?"
"Hey, it's halftime!"
Xiao Chi pushed the people around him and said, "Hurry up and send someone to check it out!"
Liu Maomao put his hands in his pockets and squinted his eyes: "Why don't you go?"
Xiao Chi shrank his neck and said, "Forget it. I'm timid. If I accidentally hit a dangerous spot, I'm afraid Brother Liang will slam me on the head."
"Coward."
Liu Maomao sneered and pressed down the top of his head: "Okay, wait, I'll go ask."
Liang Sunian was drinking water with his back to the court. His Adam's apple rolled down as he swallowed, and a thin layer of sweat seeped out of his forehead, slowly gathering at his furrowed brows.
It was rare that he had a cold face, and the aloofness and coldness generated by his bone structure finally appeared between his brows, mixed with an inconsolable irritability.
Without his usual good-tempered self, Liang Sunian was extremely distant at this moment and looked unapproachable.
"Brother Liang, what's wrong?"
Liu Maomao strolled over and stood side by side with him, reaching out to take his bottle of water: "Are you in a bad mood?"
Liang Sunian didn't say anything.
The corners of his mouth, which were usually curved, were now straightened, and he lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
Liu Maomao didn't care and complained to himself: "Do you know what Chen Wenyao said just now?"
"If someone like you were in our village, you would definitely lose your wife. Listen to the story of snatching bamboo shoots. Brother Liang, don't you want to be punished?"
After saying that, he leaned back and took a sip of water, not noticing that Liang Sunian paused unnaturally while twisting the bottle cap in the middle of his words.
"So what happened?"
Liu Maomao smacked his lips, put down the water bottle, and bent his elbow gently: "Can you talk to your brother?"
After thinking about the scattered news he had just received, he asked tentatively, "Is it something about your family?"
Liang Sunian shook his head: "No."
"Oh, so you're just in a bad mood?"
Liu Maomao didn't ask any more questions. He patted her shoulder and tried to infect her with a more relaxed tone: "It's the daily troubles of an adult man, right? I understand. It's just a small scene. Just play a few more balls and it will be fine."
"If that doesn't work, let's go out for a walk on the weekend. To be honest, Huashan is so big and beautiful, but I went there twice and still couldn't see it all. Why don't we go again?"
As Liu Maomao brought up the topic, Liang Sunian finally responded.
He turned to look at her and repeated unconsciously in a low voice: "Huashan...?"
"yes."
Seeing that there was a chance, Liu Maomao pressed the issue, "When we were going back to the class activity, you left halfway. You didn't know how hard it was for us to play. You were unfamiliar with the place, so you didn't go anywhere to look around—Hey, no, where are you going, Brother Liang!"
"I'm busy. I won't go any further. You guys can have fun slowly."
Liang Sunian didn't wait for Liu Maomao to respond, put down the bottle, turned around and walked away.
The enthusiastic crowd watching from afar were dumbfounded.
As soon as the person left, people immediately gathered around him.
Xiao Chi: "Liu Maomao, what's wrong with you? I asked you to get information, but why did you make him angry and leave?"
"I'm not angry." Liu Maomao looked very innocent.
"Why did Brother Liang suddenly leave in such a hurry? Where is he going?"
"How should I know?"
Liu Maomao bit his cheek and looked at the direction Liang Sunian left, with as many questions in his mind as the others: "Could it be that he went after his wife?"
Liang Sunian took a short route back to the dormitory, his steps were hurried, and when he arrived he just ran.
All I could hear was the whistling sound of the wind, and I cursed myself in my heart.
Liang Sunian, are you an idiot
Knowing that Xie Jiaran was not feeling well, he still left him alone in the dormitory. Has he forgotten what happened when he rushed back from Huashan overnight
Don’t you know how painful it is when you have an attack
I wonder if I will have a fever if the symptoms become serious
I told you to go and you went, don't you have a brain?!
Or is it useless except being a decoration and having a mouth to eat
He slapped his forehead hard in annoyance, praying that Xie Jiaran was okay, and rushed back to the dormitory breathlessly. Reality deliberately brought up the worst consequences to go against him.
Xie Jiaran has a fever.
The person who was left alone in the dormitory fell asleep on the table. After being woken up, he still leaned on his arms tiredly, looking at the sky with half-opened misty eyes.
The white bear doll fell to the ground, and the phone was still loosely grasped in his hand.
"Brother, I feel so bad..."
With a hoarse voice and weak voice, he said: "I wanted to call you, but I was so uncomfortable and sleepy that I didn't even know when I fell asleep..."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Ranran, I'm sorry!"
Liang Sunian kept apologizing. He had never had such a strong urge to beat himself up.
"It's all my fault for not taking good care of you. Can I take you to the hospital?"
He touched his burning cheek, blaming himself and feeling extremely distressed: "When you get better, beat me up to vent your anger. You can beat me up in any way you want. If I dare to hide, call my mom and tell her that I bullied my classmates and ask her to come over and beat me up with you."
Xie Jiaran laughed when he heard this.
But I felt too dizzy and uncomfortable, and I had to try hard not to throw myself into his arms. I was afraid of wasting the remaining energy even to move the corners of my mouth.
"I can't bear to beat you."
He murmured softly, leaning on the table and raising his hand: "Where's my bear?"
I have to find something to occupy my hands, otherwise I will always want to hug it.
Liang Sunian picked up the bear but did not hand it to Xie Jiaran.
"Of course, the bear fell on the ground and it's already dirty."
He used this as a high-sounding excuse, put the bear where Xie Jiaran couldn't reach it, and spread his hands to him: "Don't hold it, hold me, okay?"
Xie Jiaran looked sideways.
After a while, he reached out his hand hesitantly.
But in the end, it only stayed in the palm of my hand for a brief moment.
"no."
As if burned by something, he quickly retracted his hand.
The revolution has not yet succeeded, but fortunately the remaining sanity is still functioning.
Unfortunately, the brief touch not only failed to relieve my sadness, but made the symptoms worse.
His lower lip was bitten until it turned white, and a thin layer of sweat gradually seeped out of his forehead.
"You can't hug me. You can't hug me."
His breathing was disordered, he closed his eyes and opened them again, his perception system was silently hovering on the edge of collapse, he didn't know whether he was trying to convince others or himself.
Liang Sunian held on and refused to compromise. He felt as if his chest was blocked by something and was expanding continuously, almost reaching his limit.
I suddenly didn't understand why I helped him find a psychologist in the first place.
Is it just to make you so sad and tortured now
“Of course.”
As soon as Liang Sunian opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was hoarse and his throat was tight and sore.
He coaxed her almost with a begging tone: "Today doesn't count, can we start again next time?"
"But what if I do the same thing next time, or something worse? Should I put it off until the next time, or the next time?"
Xie Jiaran grasped his wrist, his nails leaving red marks on his skin: "Brother, you said that you can't always be with me. Sooner or later we will graduate and separate. How will you help me then?"
He lowered his eyelids and didn't look at her: "The doctor said that it's not too late to quit now. If I leave it alone, my condition will only be worse after I leave you."
"Since we will be separated sooner or later, I have to learn to stop relying on you. You also said that I can recover soon, right?"
"If my illness cannot be cured in the end, I will always have to shift my dependence and find another person who can help me—"
Xie Jiaran stopped talking here.
Before she could finish her words, her wrist was grabbed and she was pulled into a broad embrace.
The familiar smell made him extremely greedy and obsessed, like an addiction, once touched, he could not extricate himself.
"Of course, I regret it. I take back everything I said before. I don't want you to recover at all!"
The thing that was blocking Liang Sunian’s chest finally exploded.
Xie Jiaran tried his best to endure the look in his eyes when he was about to get closer to her, the deep and shallow finger marks on her wrists due to the discomfort, and every word that came out of her mouth... ...
They are all enough to detonate the fuse that destroys everything.
Liang Sunian just realized that his tolerance limit was so low.
I finally said this completely and honestly, and my emotions burst out like a flood.
All those long-suppressed, impulsive, repressed, aware and uncertain emotions all poured out.
"Of course, I don't want you to recover, I don't want you to stop needing me, and I don't want you to change your dependence on someone else."
Just like a writer who has finally discovered a new planet from obscurity and cannot wait to announce it to the world, he is almost eager to express all the surging emotions in his heart at this moment.
"Once I realize that you might treat others the same way you treat me, hug me, kiss me, and depend on me... I want to throw that person into the Pacific Ocean and drop 300 atomic bombs on it."
"Ran Ran, can you just treat what I said before as nonsense, all bullshit, okay?"
"We can never be separated. I can always be with you and be with you. You can hug me, kiss me, scold me, beat me, whatever you want."
"As long as you want, I can always be by your side, ready to obey your orders anytime and anywhere."
My heartbeat was almost beyond normal range.
Plop, plop
—it also seemed to cheer for belated candor.
Xie Jiaran did not respond.
After a long time, he slowly lifted me up from my arms, holding my chest, and looked straight into my eyes: "Brother, what... are you talking about?"
"I said, I like you."
Liang Sunian tried to remain calm, as if he was afraid that no one could hear him clearly, and pronounced every syllable clearly and earnestly: "Ranran, I like you."
"I like it very much. Don't, don't like it."
"It's not the love of a roommate, nor the love of a brother. It's the love that makes me stay with you all the time, the love that makes me legitimately spend every day with you, the love that makes me want to be your boyfriend."
The emotion you feel when you like someone for the first time is so strong that I always feel that words are too flimsy to describe it, and what I say is not even one ten-thousandth of what I want to express.
He pressed his forehead against my forehead, wishing that he could convey everything in his heart to me in this way.
"I'm not as smart as you think. I'm stupid and slow. I've obviously liked you for a long time, but you haven't realized it for so long."
"Fortunately, I'm lucky enough that I didn't delay it to the point where it can't be undone. Fortunately, you haven't gotten married yet, so I don't have to think about stupid questions like "Why did you get married and the man wasn't me?" at your wedding."
"Of course, I might be sick too."
I looked into your eyes carefully, and rubbed the corners of your eyes with my fingertips: "It's very likely that I got it from you, and now I can't leave you. I'm not extorting money! I just... think you can take a little responsibility for me."
"Of course, please don't leave me, okay?"
I have always been by your side, and I have always been there for you when you are in trouble.
So, don't need me, okay
The satisfying feeling of skin-to-skin contact comforted Xie Jiaran. He clung to her shoulders and rubbed her palms inconspicuously.
With his brows relaxed, he just quietly looked at Liang Sunian who was anxiously waiting for an answer.
After a long time, it slowly shook.
An indescribable sourness rushed into Liang Sunian's nose, and his eyes turned red in an instant.
He moved his hand to Xie Jia's neck, closed his eyes and exhaled, trying to raise the corners of his mouth and open his mouth to say something, when his cheek was touched by a warm feeling.
Xie Jiaran imitated her previous movements and brushed under her eyes with her fingertips, gently rubbing the red corners of her eyes.
His eyes were still clear and bright, but a hint of the joy of success could not be concealed quietly in them.
"Brother, even if I recover from my illness, it doesn't mean that I don't want you anymore."
She curved her lips beautifully and told me slowly, "If I didn't have cravings, I would no longer need you as a roommate, but as a boyfriend, I would stick to you even more than before."
People who are usually smart appear clumsy in areas where they are weak.
Liang Sunian's brain can easily hold an entire Civil Code, but for Xie Jiaran's words, he would spend a long time repeatedly confirming whether there was any deviation from his own understanding.
The distance from the valley bottom to the clouds is unreal.
She looked at the boy in front of her in a daze, her ecstasy shrouded in a layer of cautious uncertainty: "Of course, you mean..."
Xie Jiaran blushed and hummed: "Originally, I didn't expect you to be smart in this matter. After all, I discovered what you just discovered long before you did."
"Brother, do you really think that I am so close to you just because of physical reasons?"
He whispered, "Do you think that if it wasn't you, but anyone else, I would be willing to hug you, kiss you, go to class with you, and sleep in the same bed with you while you hold me?"
Liang Sunian suddenly felt like he was a lottery player who only needed to get the last digit right to win the jackpot, and he felt nervous and ecstatic at the same time.
My palms were numb, and even my breathing became lighter unconsciously: "So, I'm the only one who can do this, right?"
"right."
Xie Jiaran rubbed his nose and gave him a simple and straightforward answer: "No one else can do it, only you can."
Look, the winning numbers match exactly.
There is such a probability theory that the probability that the person you like also likes you is very low, conservatively estimated to be only 0.5 percent.
And this extremely low probability happened to be encountered by us.
So in the tiny world that the two of them had pieced together, they had their first major event worthy of universal celebration.
So while Xie Jiaran's eyes sparkled brightly in Liang Sunian's, he leaned in and kissed her beautiful lips with extremely curved curves.
"Brother, Xie Jiaran likes you too, very much, please don't like him."
"I've been waiting for you to say that you like me for a long time. I was almost losing my patience, but luckily you didn't let me down."
"And I am extremely happy to take responsibility for the fact that you have been infected with the addiction."
Liang Sunian said that there were stars in his eyes, so he moved closer and touched the tip of his nose, our breaths intertwined. From such an intimate distance, he looked into his eyes and shared the bright starlight with him.
"Lin Shan laughed at me for wasting my youth because it was too boring and dull, not exciting or passionate, and not worth remembering at all. I thought so too."
"But now I know that's not the case."
“It’s just that my youth is different from most people’s. It’s not in the past, so it’s not wasted.”
"Although it came relatively late, it has a very nice name, Liang Su Nian."