Lin Zhiyi's eyes fell on the other person's abdomen and he seemed to laugh.
Han Xu saw it and was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to kill himself immediately. He grabbed a piece of quilt to cover the disobedient thing and lowered his head in embarrassment, "I'm sorry."
There was silence all around him. Suddenly, he heard Lin Zhiyi mutter something without any context: "I took cold showers for three days, why can I still see..."
Han Xu's attention was drawn to the first half of the sentence: "Take a cold shower? Why..."
The next words were stuck in my throat before I could say them.
Lin Zhiyi leaned closer, passed his arms under his armpits, and hugged the boy's tight waist. He gently rested his hot forehead on his heart, and his hoarse voice sounded unusually soft:
"I give up."
Han Xu's body was stiff, and he dared not move, for fear of waking up from the dream-like scene.
He didn't know that the hidden meaning of this sentence was——
"I like you, too."
…
When I woke up again, it was already the next day.
The high fever subsided and the body temperature returned to normal.
Lin Zhiyi propped himself up and just as he sat up, he suddenly found someone lying on the desk not far away.
There were many books and music scores on his desk. Han Xu placed the pages neatly on one side and huddled on the other side.
His tall body hunched over the small desk looked awkward and funny.
Lin Zhiyi was stunned.
Last night...Did Han Xu sleep there all night?
The cell phone on the desk vibrated a few times. Han Xu searched for it on the table with one hand and turned off the alarm.
He shook his head, grabbed the thermometer on the table, turned around, and met Lin Zhiyi's surprised gaze.
Han Xu lowered his eyes, like a dog that had made a mistake and was caught: "I'm sorry, did I scare you? It rained last night, so I didn't leave."
Lin Zhiyi took his eyes off the thermometer and nodded: "Yeah."
"Let me take your temperature." Han Xu was still a little worried. He wiped the mercury thermometer with alcohol, sat on the edge of the bed, and motioned for him to open his mouth. "Ah——"
Lin Zhiyi: “…”
Why is there an auxiliary tone? Is he a child?
Lin Zhiyi felt that he should cool down: "No need."
Before he could finish his words, the thermometer was gently placed in his mouth, interrupting him.
"Don't move." Han Xu's warm, dry palm supported the side of his face, and his voice was gentle. "Don't worry, I'll leave after taking your temperature."
After fixing the thermometer, Han Xu stepped back.
Lin Zhiyi lowered his eyes, feeling very complicated.
He had a fever last night, not amnesia.
Therefore, I thought of Han Xu's appearance as a dream, and the experience of nestling in his arms... I still remember it clearly.
But Han Xu found another excuse to save his face.
Realizing this fact, Lin Zhiyi felt a very strange feeling in his heart.
Like, sweet and soft.
Five minutes later, Han Xu took out the thermometer, took a look, and felt relieved: "The temperature is normal."
He pretended to glance out the window and said, "The rain has stopped, so I'll..."
Before he could even utter the word "let's go," Lin Zhiyi spoke first: "Let's take a break."
"Oh, okay." Han Xu subconsciously walked towards the small desk and was stopped by Lin Zhiyi.
"Rest here." Lin Zhiyi patted his bed.
Han Xu's ears turned red instantly.
On the bed?!
Sleep together?!
Han Xu was stunned, his face turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was about to stutter and refuse, but he saw Lin Zhiyi stand up and give up the bed.
Han Xu: “…”
It turned out that he was overthinking it.
"I'll go make breakfast." Lin Zhiyi put on his slippers and planned to cook some porridge.
"Um." Han Xu said, his expression a little embarrassed, "Can I take off my coat?"
Lin Zhiyi frowned slightly.
Han Xu immediately explained: "My clothes are dirty."
"It's okay, go to sleep, and wash the sheets later."
Lin Zhiyi bent down to put away the water cup and pills on the bedside table, and pursed his lips slightly.
What did you call him just now?
"that"?
Is he an object? He doesn't even have a name.
Lin Zhiyi turned around and walked out, slamming the door shut.
Han Xu lay flat in the quilt, but tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
The soft blanket exuded a light, refreshing scent, just like the one on Lin Zhiyi's body. Lying in it, it felt like being hugged by Lin Zhiyi...
How could I possibly sleep?
Han Xu sighed and got up.
He couldn't stay any longer.
If there is a reaction, it would be disgusting.
When he pushed the door open, Han Xu was washing rice in the kitchen.
"Senior Lin, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Han Xu considered it and decided to call him senior again. This title was safer.
Lin Zhiyi paused for a moment and nodded: "Okay."
The footsteps moved away and the door closed.
Lin Zhiyi put down the bowl in his hand, walked to the living room window and looked down.
In his sight, Han Xu looked back every few steps, reluctant to leave.
The rain from last night has stopped, the sun is peeking out from behind the clouds, and Han Xu's every move is immersed in gold.
Lin Zhiyi thought of the hug last night, and it seemed warm as well.
A warmth that makes you want to get closer.
*
After that day, the relationship between the two did not change much.
Han Xu still didn't know what message Han Yu sent.
But every time I want to ask, I don’t know what reason or excuse to use.
Occasionally, he would meet Lin Zhiyi at school, and his eyes would stay on him for a moment and then look away.
In mid-March, a friend hosted a dinner for me.
Han Xu didn't want to go at first. Since he started communicating more frequently with Lin Zhiyi at the end of last year, he rarely participated in such gatherings as he found them noisy.
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