blue coastline

The world alternates between light and darkness.

The low-wattage living room lamp cast a dim shadow. Her delicate figure was visible in Bo Xi's sickly eyes. Far from panicking, he leaned lazily against the back of his chair.

"The road was slippery on a rainy day, and I just slipped and fell."

"You feel sorry for me."

Lies smell like rotten rose thorns.

Bai Luo's eyes were hot as he stared at the mottled mud stains between his knees, as if he could see the proud bones crushed when he knelt on the ground.

The young man, who was so proud that he was covered in blood, bent down for her.

The air on a rainy day was chilly and clear. Bo Xi reached out to stroke her hair, but she suddenly grabbed his wrist with such force that it practically dug into his skin.

"Why are you kneeling? Is it worth it?"

Is it really worth it to humble yourself?

Bo Xi's body froze, bloodshot appeared in his eyes, but he forced a smile.

"Bai Luo, you are more important than my pride."

"I've put my life on you, and I'll give you my life too."

He spoke very slowly, his voice falling one by one, and each word carried the warmth of possession.

Fuck it, dignity can be burned, pride can be shattered, but she is the only one that cannot be lost.

Bai Luo felt cold all over, his blood was flowing backwards, and his drooping eyelashes were hooked with a few clear tear marks.

"Isn't that stupid?"

My throat was sore and I could only utter three words in a hoarse voice.

How could anyone be so stupid? Give her your life.

She thought she was an outcast in the world until she met a young man who was willing to bet his life on her.

"Whether you believe it or not, Bai Luo, I, Bo Qi, never lie."

He chuckled softly, kissed the tear marks at the corners of her eyes, and deliberately brushed her eyelids with the tip of his tongue.

"I can lose everything except you."

"madman."

Bai Luo's eyes seemed to have some hidden disease, and tears rolled down like crazy.

He doesn't care about anything else but her. If he is not crazy, what is he?

But he pulled out the poisonous sting that had pierced her flesh when she was eighteen.

The future will no longer be a narrow alley covered with thorns, but a sunset avenue paved with roses.

"Yes, you are the only madman who is mad at you."

Looking at her tearful face, Bo Yi lowered his head and sucked her trembling lips, and the bloody kiss crushed her pain.

Love and pain have always been inseparable. It is better to get seriously ill in the confusion of love.

What they are sinking into is loss of control, burning in their bones, lingering obsession, and the shackles of rampant mold.

Bai Luo's lips were deprived of oxygen, his vision was blurred, and his breathing became irregular.

In the haze, a hoarse command penetrated the ambiguity.

"Breathe."

How could Bo Qi stop at just a taste? Today, the girl's makeup is cool and elegant, with rain-soaked eyebrows and eyelashes, and the sense of fragmentation adds a bit of allure.

The ripples of the tide are layered, endless and cannot be cut off.

They are each other's whole world, inseparable bones and blood.

"Bo Qian."

I don't know if it's because my brain is lacking oxygen, or maybe I'm drunk. Bai Luo's eyes are dry, his breath is sore, and he muttered softly.

"I haven't thought about getting married."

When emotions are surging, clarity is like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.

What's more, how to get married?

One lurks in the darkness, hiding in the eternal night. The other treads on the sea of ​​war, facing the smoke of gunpowder.

After today, tomorrow may be a disaster.

Love often drives people to be impulsive, and impulse burns in an instant.

A thought rises, and a thousand mountains and rivers appear. A thought disappears, and the sea changes.

The midnight light was dim, and Bo Yi paused for a moment. His eyes, still full of longing, stared at her pitiful appearance.

"It doesn't matter."

The three words fell lightly into the air, but they could not hide the sarcasm in his bones.

If you don’t want to get married, then don’t get married. What can a marriage certificate bind you to?

There are so many couples in the world who cannot survive the cycle of spring and autumn and end up arguing endlessly.

A divorce certificate is nothing but a piece of thin paper that can be torn into pieces in an instant.

"Just be with me."

There was a lazy mist in his smoky-gray eyes, but the hands hidden behind his back had already been clenched, his knuckles twitching silently, revealing the unspeakable tension in his heart.

A sour feeling rushed into his eyes. Bai Luo, who was dizzy from the bite, avoided the wet gaze.

"What if I'm not here?"

Who can predict the vague future?

Bo Yu's eyes, filled with the darkness of a doomsday rainstorm, glimpsed her thin ear bones, the crimson veins throbbing wildly.

Tsk.

On the first night after confessing her love, the girl started thinking about breaking up.

"Bai Luo."

"Wherever you are, there I am."

"Between us, the decision is always yours."

The tip of his tongue pressed against his teeth, and he swallowed all the words he wanted to say.

So, stay with him forever, okay?

He despised the shackles of worldly contracts and longed only for her vibrant presence.

Being present and caring for each other is worth more than thousands of marriage certificates.

Bai Luo was stunned for a moment, a sharp sourness rising from his nose. He opened his lips to speak, but his lips sealed them shut once again.

The smoke seeped into their breathing, and they clung to each other, fighting until death, until they went crazy.

He heard her whimper softly.

"sorry."

The sound of broken rain and the two people's heartbeats mixed together, and it was hard to tell who was more panicked and who was more painful.

Humidity cannot contain the temperature, and the poor rental house cannot contain two ambitions to fly.

The rain outside the window seems like the end of the world, but they insist on living as the protagonists.

*

No matter what the future holds, just be happy now.

Recently, the Hangzhou University welcome MV has become a hot topic, with people expressing their opinions on the forum every day.

[I passed by the playground yesterday and saw Bo Yi and Bai Luo filming another music video.]

[From a distance, they look quite a good match.]

[And they both dyed their hair back to black, they're a perfect match.]

[Yeah, I feel like Bai Luo isn't as bad as those rumors say. Her grades are excellent, and the instructors at the academy like her very much.]

[Why has Bo Xi's childhood sweetheart disappeared recently? Isn't she going crazy and dying of jealousy?]

[Don't mention her. I heard her family went bankrupt.]

[I also heard that her family wanted her to marry out, but she refused and threatened to hang herself.]

[Is this true? Rich families are really interesting.]

[She deserves it. She's always arrogant and domineering. Bo Qi ignores her, but she follows him around all day.]

[Hahaha, you reap what you sow.]

This is how the world is.

When you are successful, everyone will flock to you, as if it is a great honor to know you.

When you lose power, everyone avoids you like the plague, stays away from you, and even kicks you when you are down and curses you.

In the impotent world of the Internet, some cowards hide behind computers, clacking away on their keyboards as they make statements that satisfy them but arouse public outrage.

In real life, I don’t know if I am just a brainless freak who is timid and jealous of others to death.

The vicissitudes of the world and the shadows of the Internet are like the two sides of a mirror, reflecting the complexity and subtlety of human nature.

Bai Luo stared at the gradually changing public opinion on the forum and curled his lips in sarcasm.

During the military training in her freshman year, she stood out from the crowd because of her unique appearance.

Posted on the forum to rescue people.

She doesn't visit forums, so naturally she doesn't know about bad comments or bad words.

In the age of traffic, who doesn’t love gossip? Wherever there is gossip, there is always gossip.

The joy of being a fence-sitter is never having to face your own shadow.

At first, online netizens flocked to it and vied with each other, and the comment section was filled with all kinds of praise.

"Who is this? So beautiful and elegant."

"Help, this look, I love it."

Somehow, a line slipped in: "She's just a bitch, seducing people's boyfriends."

But some people's brains are just decorations. They follow the trend faster than dogs and can't wait to show their true nature as shadow-chasing puppets.

"I was saying, no one is that pretty, she must have had plastic surgery."

"Hahaha~Technology face."

"Your nose must have been done, plastic surgery."

Evil words come in droves like a swarm of bees attracted by a piece of meat.

With 5G surfing speeds and 2G thinking capabilities, they follow the tide of public opinion like VIPs, chasing hot topics year-round.

If anyone speaks out in the slightest, he will immediately become the target of public criticism.

"You spoke well of her, and you also had a knife on your face?"

“No wonder birds of a feather flock together.”

“Hahaha~”

The mocking voice was as harsh as the cawing of a crow.

*

Bai Luo was extremely busy as he was busy shooting the MV and preparing for the autumn recruitment.

I completely forgot about the application to study abroad that I submitted in the first semester of my junior year.

"Bai Luo, as a war correspondent, studying abroad may open up wider opportunities for you."

The mentor's words echoed in my ears continuously.

really.

Her career goal is to join international media platforms and engage in reporting on global issues.

During your study abroad, you can strengthen your language skills, build international connections, and maintain contact with domestic media and NGOs, so that you can feel at ease and comfortable on both the international and domestic stages.

But her first thought was to give up.

The instructor suggested that she go home and think carefully about it, and then discuss it in detail with her family.

In the first semester of her senior year, when she applied to study abroad, she applied without any worries and no one cared.

But it’s different now. She has someone she cares about, and that person doesn’t want her to leave. Her world has more ties.

People are like this. Once they start to care about something, their rationality moves away.

Whether he was sober or confused, at this moment, Bai Luo didn't want to delve into it.

I just want to indulge in what’s in front of me.

I just want to have a passionate love affair with that person.

The previous dinner appointment with Concubine Lu failed, so they chose another day to renew the appointment, which happened to be a childhood friend’s birthday party.

Invite her to join in the fun. She agreed.

Today's sunset is not very beautiful.

The rental house was filled with a rotten smell.

Bai Luo nestled in the double rocking chair on the open-air balcony, pressed the shutter of his camera, and captured a glimpse of sunset in the sky.

She rarely shares updates, so she has no idea where to start writing.

Gazing at the frozen darkness of the photo, I looked up at the real scene that seemed to stretch to the horizon.

[Not very pretty.]

Her mood was like the sunset, gray and dreary.

Without wasting too much time, I got up and went back to the bedroom to change clothes.

The gray-blue skylight was scattered sparsely, and in the airtight room, as far as the eye could see, there was a damp gray hazy night.

In early autumn, the temperature difference between day and night is huge. There is still warmth during the day, but it is freezing cold at night.

She was wearing a thin sweater.

＿＿

I vaguely recall that a few days ago, Bo Yi coaxed me into taking a warm bath with him.

The clothes that were taken off were not washed and were carried back to the bedroom with one hand.

At breakfast time, two people sat opposite each other at a small square dining table.

Bai Luo's eyes turned darkly.

Her eyes suddenly fixed on the clothes rack on the balcony, where her underwear had been washed and hung.

The monochrome clothes fluttered in the wind, and water dripped from the corners of the clothes.

"When did you do the laundry?"

Last night he put her on the bed, but he was still not satisfied. He pressed her down and bullied her with kisses and bites for a long time.

She was very sleepy and pushed him away. He calmed down his wolf-like passion and finally embraced her and fell into a deep sleep.

I think he must have gotten up very early, not only preparing breakfast, but also washing and hanging up the dirty clothes for the two of them.

"morning."

Bo Xi bit the meat bun carelessly and reached out to wipe the milk foam from the corner of her lips.

"I can wash it myself later."

There was a faint blush on Bai Luo's ears, his eyes were wandering, and he murmured softly.

The next second, someone pinched her pointed chin and forced her to look into his eyes.

"Why? Shy?"

He had a wicked smile and a frivolous tone.

“…”

Shouldn't it be like that? Who would wash my underwear?

Bai Luo was stubborn and refused to admit it, so he made up an excuse to cover it up.

"I haven't. I'm not used to having people wash me."

It would have been fine if she hadn't pulled it, but as soon as she did, the person opposite her face darkened and the fingers stroking her lips increased their strength.

"I am someone else?"

“…”

How could he be so pedantic?

The old glass window was half-open, letting in a cool breeze that flowed unceremoniously into the room. Bai Luo's lips were pressed hard, and she became furious, biting his joints in resistance.

Bo Xi didn't dodge or evade, letting her bite him. He seemed to enjoy it and raised his eyebrows.

"Try harder, baby."

When she heard the word "baby", she paused.

He called her baby once, which caught her off guard.

"Eat your meal seriously."

She fell silent. She hurriedly moved his hand away from her lips.

Outside the window, the hustle and bustle of the streets surged. The cries of street vendors, mixed with the sounds of quarrels from somewhere, drifted like the wind into the rental house, which felt like a safe haven yet also like floating duckweed.

Two silly kids abandoned by the world, perhaps at this moment, have rediscovered the warmth of their childhood dream home.

Happiness is short-lived, and they know it.

It's just that no one has revealed it.

＿＿

After collecting his thoughts, Bai Luo reached out and looked through the bedside table, but he didn't see Bo Yu's washed underwear.

Where is it placed?

Unlock the phone and send a message to Bo Yifa.

[Where did you put my underwear?]

After a moment of silence, the screen went silent.

Normally he would reply within seconds and dialed the number again.

The mechanical prompt slowly echoed.

"Hello, the number you dialed is turned off."

I guess the phone is out of battery.

Just then, Concubine Lu came in with a video call, and she answered it with a focused mind.

"Luo Bao, do you need me to pick you up?"

In the dim picture, the sequins on Concubine Lu's eyelids sparkled.

The KTV box was filled with noise, and waves of off-key singing flooded into his eardrums. Bai Luo shook his head in rejection.

"Don't bother, I can just take a taxi."

After knowing each other for half a year, she was still not used to bothering her.

Someone handed Concubine Lu a cocktail. She tilted her head back and took a big gulp, her voice muffled.

"Okay, message me when you arrive and I'll pick you up."

"good."

She was about to hang up, but when she remembered that Bo Qi's phone was turned off, her heart skipped a beat and she spoke hurriedly.

"Is Bo Yi with you? I'm looking for him."

Concubine Lu was so frightened that her mind went blank for a moment.

"Looking for a 髎?"

After a moment of hesitation, it suddenly dawned on me.

"It's about the welcome music video, right?"

And it feels incredible.

"Don't you two have a friend? I'll call him for you."

The picture was blurry, the light and shadow flickered, and a page of darkness flashed by.

"Yun, Luo Bao wants to see you about something."

The volume of Concubine Lu's voice drowned out the surrounding noise, and the sound of clinking glasses came to an abrupt end.

It's difficult to talk about the two together.

"The school beauty is looking for someone late at night? Are they familiar with each other?"

"You forgot, they were the main characters in the welcome music video."

"That's right, 陽, you didn't add a friend?"

"Yeah, it's not easy to add the campus beauty's WeChat."

Bai Luo squatted on the edge of the bed, listening to them talk in a daze.

To be honest, at Hangzhou University, her and Bo Yi's names are known to everyone.

But no one dares to support the two of them as a couple.

Unless you are sick.

This is also the reason why she did not make their relationship public.

The phone screen shook several times, and the sound of a lighter was heard, but what caught my eye was the flamboyant and dazzling silver-gray hair.

Bo Xi leaned lazily on the sofa, the crimson glow between his lips reflected in his cold and fierce eyes.

Their eyes met.

One is fierce, the other is cold.

"Looking for me?"

The voice was cold and thin, as if asking an insignificant stranger.

To outsiders, they had no connection. She was unwilling to make it public, so he had no choice but to cooperate with her silent distance.

Bai Luo remained calm, mindful that someone beside him was concentrating and listening attentively, and spoke lightly.

"Can you go out and answer it? I can't hear you clearly."

The next second, a cold and ruthless rejection sounded through my ears.

"cannot."

“…”

Did she make him angry?

"Oh, hung up."

I won't spoil him and let him lose his temper.

I’ll ask you about the underwear when I get back.

"beep!"

There was no sound.

Everyone in the box was eavesdropping with their ears perked up, some even quietly turned down the music in an attempt to catch a few words, but all they could get were a few cold conversations.

They still remembered the last time Bai Luo got drunk and hugged Bo Qi's arm.

Later, someone asked Shen Cisi, but only got a confused response.

After all, he didn't know clearly, he only knew that Bo Qi's attitude towards Bai Luo was always different from that of others.

The light and shadow in the box were dim, vaguely outlining Bo Yi's extremely cold profile.

Tsk.

Successfully made people angry.

A few minutes ago, Bai Luo called a car on the app.

Before going out, he pulled on a baseball cap, lowered the brim, and the shadow covered half of his face.

Lu Fei had already sent her the location and box number of the KTV via WeChat.

She didn't want to bother the other party, so she went downstairs to greet him. She paid the fare, pushed the door open, got out of the car, and walked into the flashy place.

Lu Fei's childhood friend is a wealthy second-generation man from a wealthy family. The location he chose is a high-end KTV in Hangzhou and Hong Kong.

The royal building looks magnificent, but in fact, each box is a scene of drunkenness and dissipation in the ugly world.

Bai Luo has never really liked KTVs, bars, and live houses because of the noise and bustle.

People who are used to being alone and quiet are afraid that one day the hustle and bustle will overwhelm their breathing.

In front of the revolving door that looked like a golden palace, stood a lonely and tall black shadow.

It goes without saying who it is.

No matter how the seasons change, Bo Xi always prefers to wear sleeveless black T-shirts.

The temperature was low at night, and the cold wind was blowing, ruffling Bai Luo's black hair that he had dyed back for the camera.

Bo Yi was not cold at all, and his pair of dark eyes stared straight at her.

"Aren't you cold?"

Bai Luo stood in front of him and reached out to grab his cold arm.

Under the street light, two elongated shadows overlapped.

"Your boyfriend isn't that pretentious."

Bo Yi put his arms around her shoulders and pulled her closer.

His eyes were like dusk smoke, deep and bottomless.

"Not angry?"

"No."

She had no right to be angry, knowing the reason for Bo's indifference. She kept their relationship in the dark, and he was unhappy.

Love is like walking on thin ice, hidden in the darkness. He is like a shadow isolated from the light, and she is the hand holding the rope tightly.

"By the way, is your phone dead? I called you and it's turned off."

"My phone was turned off this afternoon, so I didn't have time to rush. Did you call me?"

"Want to ask where you put my washed underwear?"

"In a hurry to wear it?"

Bai Luo's cheeks felt slightly hot.

"...Don't worry, I'll ask."

The thin silver-gray hair touched the eyes, half covering the sparkling pupils.

"In a hurry to go upstairs?"

There was confusion in her brows.

"What?"

The ginkgo trees in Hangzhou and Hong Kong are covered with golden leaves, as if paving a golden avenue.

A life path that belongs only to the two of them.

The baseball cap was pulled off by Bo Xi, and the brim of his hat was also pulled off in the process.

His slender fingers hooked the two holes of the hat, and one hand clasped Bai Luo's neck.

He leaned over to kiss her, but Bai Luo suddenly became aware and hastily covered her lips with her slender hand.

"What are you doing? This is on the street."

He kissed her palm ruthlessly, with a smile on his face.

"I kiss my girlfriend, it's only natural."

A WeChat notification sound flashed by.

Bai Luo lowered his eyes and glanced at the news about Concubine Lu.

[Where are you? Luo Bao.]

When she was about to type, Bo Xi was dishonest and kissed her neck. He seemed dissatisfied and rubbed her skin with his pointed little fangs, causing slight pain that pricked her nerves.

"Stop it."

The wind howled, and a strand of hair was lifted to the side of Bo's neck, itching like a thread of love. Bai Luo punched him in anger, but he grabbed his wrist and held it to his side.

The young man chuckled softly, and the syllables rolling in his throat were tainted with poisonous temptation.

"Afraid of leaving a mark?"

“…”

Bai Luo had no choice but to let him bite her. Under her low-cut clothes, ambiguous red marks were faintly visible on her snow-white skin, just like the trophy he had been planning for a long time.

Bo Xi has always liked to declare the boundaries of possession in the most straightforward way, which makes others stay away.

After venting his inner possessiveness, he roughly twisted her chin and bit her lip viciously, as if he wanted to tear all the uneasy factors apart.

"Stay away from Wu Kai for a while."

“…”

Well, before I even got there, I was already jealous.

Bai Luo's waist was painfully gripped by his palm, but she heard him whispering in her ear, his breath full of dangerous aggression.

"If you dare to look at him for one more moment, you won't be able to sleep tonight."

The tone of voice was threatening, half smiling, half cruel.

"Okay, okay."

The moonlight was half-obscured by dark clouds, making it hazy. Bai Luo laughed silently, tiptoed to place a kiss on his cheek, and coaxed him in a soft voice.

"Boy friend."

After rolling his Adam's apple, Bo Xi took her hand and went upstairs.

The girl took the initiative for the first time.

How strange.

Walking down the long, neon-lit corridor, Bai Luo encountered no acquaintances. As he was about to push the door open and enter, he felt a sudden warm sensation on his neck.

Being kissed hard.

"You go in first, I'll have a cigarette."

“…”

Always kissing her.

Bai Luo pursed his bloodshot lips, ignored him, and pushed the door open.

The box was filled with smoke, and the air was filled with an intoxicating atmosphere. Her vision was dim, and through the distance of half-drowsiness, she met a pair of calm and unwavering eyes.