Chapter 114 Rewind (End): Heartbeat
On the last day, Luo Qinglin got up early as usual, dressed neatly and went to the cemetery.
School is about to start the day after tomorrow, so Luo Qinglin packed his luggage early, preparing to sleep in the staff dormitory for another night and leave for school tomorrow morning.
The person in charge had deposited his salary into his bank card early on, and even gave Luo Qinglin a bright red envelope with a smile on his face, on which was written in elegant cursive script "I'll be on the list of successful candidates when I return home one day"①.
As soon as he went out, a drizzle began to fall from the sky, and the raindrops floated on the lenses. Luo Qinglin hurried back to the dormitory, took out the umbrella behind the door, and then went out again.
However, the drizzle in Lincheng was always "partial rain and wind" and it was useless even with an umbrella. It drifted in all directions and only flew towards Luo Qinglin's face.
Luo Qinglin couldn't see clearly because his eyesight was not good enough, and now the rain was on his lenses, making the world seem even more blurry.
The wind was very strong. Luo Qinglin lowered his head and walked towards the cemetery step by step based on his feeling.
When he arrived at the door, the security guard was already standing there waiting for him. He gave him several earnest instructions, the gist of which was to ask him to study hard that year and try to get into university.
Luo Qinglin wanted to say that he could get into university, but he was not smart enough and was destined not to be in the top 5.
However, Luo Qinglin did not refute, but just nodded solemnly. The old man then showed a gratified smile and took out a small box from the security booth.
"Xiao Luo, come here and keep the gift." said the security guard.
Luo Qinglin took a closer look and found that the surface of the box was covered with black paper. Just from the surface, he couldn't tell what was inside.
"What is this?" Luo Qinglin did not accept it directly.
"Just take it. It's something good I prepared for you." The old man chuckled and handed the box to Luo Qinglin. "If you don't accept it, I'll secretly put it in your suitcase later."
After saying that, the old man turned around and walked back to the security booth in a good mood.
The box was not heavy. Luo Qinglin shook it gently and a small sound came from inside. Afraid that the rain would wet the gift, Luo Qinglin held the box in his arms and walked in the wind and rain with his body hunched.
As usual, Luo Qinglin subconsciously looked towards the pine tree in the distance to see if the young master was in a daze under the tree.
However, today there was no one under the tree, it was empty.
Luo Qinglin couldn't tell how he felt. Perhaps he was used to waving to the young master when he went to and from get off work. Now that there was no one under the tree, Luo Qinglin felt empty inside.
He had wanted to have a good talk with the young master on the last day and say goodbye solemnly, because they might never see each other again.
Luo Qinglin sighed regretfully, put the gift box into the storage box for sundries, and started the final work.
There were only three tomb-sweeping orders today. When Luo Qinglin finished his work, it was not even ten o'clock in the morning. He opened his umbrella and walked slowly around the cemetery area.
Luo Qinglin had a premonition that he might never come back here again.
Because he has to stay in school for the next year. After graduation, he will stay at Officer Qiao's house for a few days. When the admission letter comes, he must apply to move into the dormitory early, report to the school, and quickly find an internship in an unfamiliar city to save tuition.
Luo Qinglin slowed down his pace, feeling depressed because of the uncertainty about the future.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Luo Qinglin made a circle and unexpectedly arrived at the gate of the cemetery. When he raised his head, he saw the pine tree again.
Can you see a different scenery standing under this pine tree?
Why does the young master stand under the pine tree every day and not leave?
Driven by curiosity, Luo Qinglin walked step by step towards the pine tree. After standing under the tree, he looked around but did not see any strange scenery.
Maybe the young master was just enjoying the cool under the pine tree?
Luo Qinglin felt a little regretful. He put away his umbrella and stared at the ground in a daze.
The rain was very light, and water accumulated on the leaves. Only a few sparse drops flowed along the leaf lines, through the gaps between the leaves, and fell onto Luo Qinglin's hair.
Tick, tick.
The rain in the cemetery does not have a wet and fishy smell. Instead, it has a cool and refreshing fragrance, a minty flavor, and a faint rose scent.
"call!"
Just as Luo Qinglin closed his eyes and was about to lean against the tree trunk to rest, he suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing next to his right ear, as if a ghost was blowing at him.
The cool air was icy and had a strange fragrance. Luo Qinglin suddenly opened his eyes and got goose bumps from his right ear to the side of his neck.
"Who!" Luo Qinglin turned around immediately, but because he was afraid, he moved so violently that he bumped into the prankster behind him.
Bang!
The glasses hit something with a tiny shattering sound, and fell off the tip of the nose and onto the ground. Luo Qinglin was knocked back a step, his back leaning against the tree trunk.
Even though this pair of broken glasses only has a one hundred degree vision, it is better than nothing. At least it can allow Luo Qinglin to see the road clearly.
But now that he has no glasses, let alone the road, even if it is the person facing him, he has to squint and look very close to roughly identify who that person is.
"I'm sorry..." Luo Qinglin apologized subconsciously and quickly lowered his head to look for where his glasses fell.
But before he could squat, the man in front of him slapped Luo Qinglin on the forehead with his palm, making a crisp "pa" sound.
Luo Qinglin was forced to raise his head and looked at the person in front of him in confusion, watching the man slowly take off his glasses from his nose and put them on his nose with a click.
The vision that had been blurred for many years became clear, the sound of raindrops corresponded to the sound of raindrops, and Luo Qinglin's world was finally separated from sound and picture and became unified.
Luo Qinglin stared at the young master in a daze without blinking.
It turned out that apart from those bright eyes, the young master's entire face was so beautiful that it was not like that of an ordinary person. The height of his nose bridge, the length of his eyelashes, every part was beautiful and charming, making people unable to take their eyes off him.
The young master held a bunch of green roses, lowered his body slightly, and said coldly: "Your glasses are broken, I will compensate you with a new pair."
Luo Qinglin stared stupidly at those bright red lips. Those lips were full and plump, opening and closing, and the surface was smooth without a trace of lip lines.
What would these lips feel like? Soft?
Luo Qinglin's thoughts seemed to be disturbed by the numerous raindrops. In a moment, countless strange ideas flooded into his mind.
The young master's skin looks very smooth, without any pores. What does it feel like to touch?
The leaves on the trees could not hold the accumulated rain and tilted downwards. The drops of rain fell on the young master's eyelashes, like crystal pearls, shining.
Luo Qinglin couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. He just felt that apart from the sound of rain, he could not pay attention to the outside world. His mind and eyes were filled with the young master's face.
The young master stared at Luo Qinglin for a few seconds, frowned in confusion, then suddenly smiled and asked, "Are you scared silly? Coward."
There was a light in the young master's eyes, sparkling. When he smiled, his fox eyes curved slightly like hooks, scratching Luo Qinglin's heart, making him dare not breathe.
This feeling was so strange that Luo Qinglin leaned against the tree trunk, unable to utter a word, like a dazed fool.
Seeing that Luo Qinglin had been silent, the young master seemed to feel bored. He quickly stood up, said "goodbye", and turned away holding the flowers.
The scent of mint and flowers still lingered in the air. In the rain, Luo Qinglin stared at the young master's back, unable to recover for a long time.
His mind seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and no matter what sound he made, he could not wake Luo Qinglin up. His mind kept recalling the young master's appearance and the star-like smile that he had never seen before.
It was not until noon, when his stomach growled with hunger, that Luo Qinglin came to his senses and stared blankly at the broken glasses on the ground.
Touching the new glasses on his nose again, Luo Qinglin suddenly realized, how could he just accept things from strangers? !
Unfortunately, the young master had long since disappeared, and Luo Qinglin searched for him again and again in the cemetery area but couldn't find him.
In the end, Luo Qinglin stood under the pine tree until the sun set, but he did not see the young master again.
Luo Qinglin had no choice but to ask the security guard to tell the young master his phone number when he saw him again before leaving the cemetery, asking him to contact him and return the money for the glasses.
When he returned to school, Luo Qinglin still lived like a robot, getting up early, studying, eating the breakfast brought by his deskmate Li Hanlin, studying on his own, and sleeping.
Luo Qinglin had no use for the smartphone given by the security guard. He didn't chat with others and was just a lurker in the class group.
On the surface, Luo Qinglin's life returned to normal.
But in the dead of night, his dreams were no longer of his mother's seaweed-like hair and red blood, but of a beautiful vixen sneaking into his dreams, tempting him to bite off the apple in the Garden of Eden and fall from heaven into the deep sea.
At first, Luo Qinglin didn’t understand the meaning of these dreams. He just felt dry mouth and tongue when he woke up, and his throat felt like it was on fire, and it was very dry.
Until the dream became more and more weird, the fox spirit was no longer just a vague outline, but was getting closer and closer to him, becoming gradually clearer.
The young master's face came into view, and his beautiful eyes stared at Luo Qinglin closely, getting closer and closer. In the dream, Luo Qinglin was lying in a bush of green roses, unable to move. He wanted to shout but no sound came out.
Their eyes met, and when those bright red lips touched Luo Qinglin's, his heart felt like it was about to explode, and he suddenly woke up from his dream.
"Ha ha......"
Luo Qinglin sat up from the bed, breathing softly, his heart in a panic.
Why did he have this dream?
Why did he dream about the young master kissing him?
At that time, Luo Qinglin had never liked anyone and couldn't figure out the reason, so he climbed out of bed and wanted to wash with ice water to calm down.
But when he took a step forward, the sticky touch made him sit still, not knowing what to do.
Panic and embarrassment crept up his face, and Luo Qinglin suddenly blushed, feeling as if his whole body was burning.
"Luo Qinglin, what's wrong with you?" The roommate who was sleeping on the same side also woke up. Seeing him looking dazed, he rubbed his eyes and asked with concern.
"I... I'm fine." Luo Qinglin bit his lower lip, climbed out of bed stiffly, and took out new pants from the closet to change into.
For a whole week, Luo Qinglin didn't eat or sleep well. During the day, he studied like a person with nothing to do. At night, he hid under the quilt and secretly used his mobile phone to surf the Internet.
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After a week of secret chaos, Luo Qinglin finally realized that he was gay.
But Luo Qinglin did not tell anyone, because he believed that this would only be a love affair that would end in vain, and he would never be able to see the young master again.
It was not until Monday morning of the second week that Li Hanlin handed him the morning paper and said mysteriously, "Did you know that there is a handsome guy transferred to Class 9?"
Luo Qinglin didn't care about any gossip. He didn't even raise his head and continued to sort out the wrong questions. "I don't know."
"So handsome! The girls in the next class are all crazy about him!" Li Hanlin took out his cell phone and insisted on showing the photos in it to Luo Qinglin.
The wrong answer book was covered, and Luo Qinglin had no choice but to raise his slightly large black-framed glasses and glance at the photo perfunctorily.
Young master? !
Luo Qinglin suddenly became nervous, his heart pounding, but his face remained calm, and he said nonchalantly: "He is indeed very handsome. What's his name?"
"Jiang Yanyu. The girls in other classes are going crazy about it and are all asking what his social media account number is." Li Hanlin clicked his tongue and said enviously.
"Yeah." Luo Qinglin moved the phone away, pretended not to care, and continued to sort out the wrong questions.
"How come you don't have any gossip spirit at all?" Li Hanlin took back his phone and sighed, "You only study all day long."
"High school students should study hard and not think about other things." Luo Qinglin replied coldly.
However, despite saying so, Luo Qinglin's hands were shaking when he wrote, and even the words he wrote were crooked.
"Boring." Li Hanlin yawned and fell asleep on the desk again.
After Li Hanlin fell asleep, Luo Qinglin heaved a long sigh of relief and put the water bottle on his face to cool the heat in his heart.
The young master really transferred to his school!
Luo Qinglin thought, he originally just wanted to return the money for the glasses to the young master, but now, compared to returning the money, he wanted to talk to Jiang Yanyu more.
Does Jiang Yanyu still remember him?
Have you forgotten him?
Will you be frightened by his abruptness?
After a week of wild thoughts, Luo Qinglin finally found out, thanks to his hard work, that Jiang Yanyu often went to the second canteen at noon.
Luo Qinglin prepared a lot of words to say when he met Jiang Yanyu.
But when he stood at the door of the second cafeteria, watching Jiang Yanyu hugging Lin Sangren, surrounded by beautiful men and women, they walked straight past him as if they were strangers.
Luo Qinglin realized that Jiang Yanyu was really the young master.
Wherever the young master goes, he will be the focus of the crowd. People will not and should not remember an ordinary person like him.
Luo Qinglin felt depressed and didn't understand what this feeling was. It was not accurate to say that he felt lost. It was like a dull knife being sharpened. It didn't hurt but was extremely uncomfortable.
People were coming and going at the entrance of the second canteen, and Luo Qinglin stood outside the door in a daze.
"Hey, do you know Jiang Yanyu?"
"I know, it's the handsome new guy!"
"Do you have his Weibo? Send it to me now!"
"Yes, yes, yes. I just paid attention to it this morning."
Two girls from the second year of high school passed by, and Luo Qinglin was listening to this conversation, and his absent-minded thoughts were suddenly pulled back to reality.
Before the two girls walked in, Luo Qinglin raised his glasses and showed a friendly and innocent smile.
"Junior, please wait a moment. My deskmate also wants to know Jiang Yanyu's Weibo. Can you recommend his Weibo to me? Thank you." Luo Qinglin narrowed his eyes and smiled, his peach blossom eyes slightly curved.
"Okay, okay, you're welcome." The junior girl replied.
From that time on, Luo Qinglin's photo album no longer only contained tree-shaded sycamore trees and lakeside teaching buildings, but also all the photos that Jiang Yanyu had posted...
The author has something to say:
Luo Qinglin: He forgot about me (wiping tears)
Jiang Yanyu: I didn’t mean it, I just think it’s cool!
Note: ① Inspirational words for the college entrance examination, not original.
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