They even imagined many scenarios for what would happen after they were separated from their previous locations.
"At least we can chat every day and video chat often." Lin Sitao is optimistic.
"Think about ten or twenty years ago, being long-distance was so painful." He felt sad for the couples who were long-distance during those years.
He Xian kissed his back and said, "Yes, call and write letters. Earlier, even calling was not convenient, so we could only write letters."
Lin Sitao rambled on: "So we had love book collections back then, but now we only have online jokes."
He Xian said: "Don't look down on jokes. Do you think jokes are easy to write? I can write love letters, but I can't write jokes."
Lin Sitao laughed quietly: "I think the love letter you wrote would be funnier than the jokes."
He Xian smiled.
These flirtations can only relieve the anxiety temporarily. He doesn't like long-distance relationships, and he has no experience of long-distance relationships. If possible, he wants Lin Sitao to go with him. He has thought about it and even thought about how to arrange his life. But he didn't bring it up last night.
Lin Sitao is still very young, too young. He came to this city with a youthful spirit of striving for progress. Now he has a job that he is good at. He is not the center of Lin Sitao's life.
He Xian didn't want to be an arrogant idiot who directly interfered with Lin Sitao's work and said to him forcefully, "I can support you," "I'll arrange your work," and "I'll take care of everything," like some of his familiar elders and friends. He was always afraid of becoming like that, especially in front of people he admired.
They all pretended to be smart and calm, and that being in a different place was no problem for them.
But He Xian couldn't help but ask, "Have you ever thought... you could actually go with me?"
Well, not only was he arrogant, he was also hypocritical, leaving the choice to Lin Sitao. But it was human nature to want to be with the person you loved forever. He was not an ascetic, and if everyone was happy, he didn't have to be so harsh on himself.
"What?" Lin Sitao was a little unresponsive. He looked at He Xian and asked.
They still cuddled together, enjoying the warmth left by the morning love. He hugged Lin Sitao's arms tightly and said, "What do you think?"
Lin Sitao asked him back: "You want me to go with you?"
He Xian kissed his hair: "I want to. It may sound more like kidnapping you - but come with me, I will arrange everything."
He said gently. He knew that he was a bastard. But he couldn't help it, he couldn't leave Lin Sitao.
Lin Sitao sat up slowly. It was almost dawn, and a white line shone through the curtains. The light in the room turned into a hazy green. He Xian lay there, staring at Lin Sitao's smooth back.
Lin Sitao sat there, seemingly thinking calmly, the quilt fell on his waist, his entire back facing He Xian. He Xian stretched out his hand and gently stroked down his smooth and graceful spine. The smooth and resilient skin made him eager again, and his palm was placed on Lin Sitao's waist. It was warm there, and there were still kiss marks from last night. He gently stroked it, imagining how ecstatic this naked back would be on the sunny beach.
Lin Sitao seemed to sense what he was thinking and turned his head.
"He Xian."
He Xian looked at him, and Lin Sitao lowered his eyes, not sure whether he was shy or embarrassed.
"You don't have to do this for me," he said, "and there's no reason for me to be so dependent on you."
He Xian was still lying there looking at him: "What do you want me to do this for you?"
Lin Sitao said: "I don't know."
He was not particularly noble, and he knew the value of personal connections. But he felt something was wrong when He Xian arranged everything for him all at once.
He Xian jokingly asked, "If we got married, would you still be so reserved?"
Lin Sitao lay down next to him again: "Then I will definitely max out all your cards, and pester you to arrange work for my whole family."
They laughed again.
He Xian kissed him gently again: "Okay, whatever you say. Let's try it in a different place." He said thoughtfully: "… If it doesn't work in a different place, we can find another way. Is this okay?"
He asked Lin Sitao for his opinion.
Lin Sitao agreed.
After that, time started to move quickly. Farewell parties for He Xian were held one after another. There were too many things to do before he left, and too many colleagues, friends and relatives to say goodbye to. In a hurry, Lin Sitao thought it would be better for He Xian to leave earlier. If He Xian didn't leave, his feelings of reluctance to leave would be almost wiped out, and the instructions and nagging between the two became more and more frequent and repetitive, which inevitably made people feel disgusted.
The day He Xian set out was an ordinary day. The night before, he and Lin Sitao watched a movie and had dinner together. On the way back, they argued about a plot in the movie.
Lin Sitao thought that He Xian must have fallen asleep and misunderstood the protagonist's lines.
He Xian argued for a while, but had to admit: "I just dozed off for a while."
Lin Sitao laughed at him: "I was almost deafened by the speakers, and you actually managed to fall asleep."
He Xian said: "I remember that someone seemed to fall asleep the first time he went to the movies with me."
They have reached the point where they can recall the details of their relationship.
After they got home, Lin Sitao urged him to go to bed early—He Xian was indeed very tired in recent days. But after lying down on the bed, He Xian still stroked his waist.
"I can sleep on the plane tomorrow..." he whispered.
Lin Sitao didn't refuse, he wanted it too. This was the most gentle time they had ever had, He Xian seemed to want to prolong the process as much as possible, with more foreplay than before. They kissed over and over again, kissing satisfied him, but also made him feel less and less satisfied.
In one kiss after another, Lin Sitao finally felt that he was overwhelmed by the fear of separation.
He began to regret that he had rejected He Xian's suggestion for the sake of his pitiful little self-esteem.
It would be too late to say "take me away" now, and Lin Sitao also knew that if he said it, he would regret it when he woke up tomorrow.
He would go to He Xian, but he didn't want He Xian to arrange everything for him. After a year or half a year, he would go to He Xian's city and find a job there, a job that was no worse than the one he had now. It might be difficult to find, but he had to try.
He enjoyed this pleasure, the pleasure of chasing someone.