Chapter 16: The corridor of the First Snow Restaurant is decorated with a row of...
The restaurant corridor was decorated with a row of European-style palace oil paintings. Various bright colors intertwined in a soft and beautiful manner, and together with the dim wall lamps, they blurred Chen Song's vision.
Gu Xingjue's footsteps echoed in his ears. Chen Song felt a lump in his chest, like countless pistons pressing against his breathing tube. The feeling of suffocation washed over him, and the lack of oxygen made his head dizzy. He clenched his numb palms into fists, and the Band-Aid on his knuckles cracked, and a stream of hot blood gushed out of the wound, just like the tears that flowed uncontrollably, the pain piercing his heart.
Chen Song's lips were tightened downwards, and his upper teeth bit into his lip flesh hard to prevent himself from crying out. He turned around and walked in the opposite direction of Gu Xingjue.
Chen Song escaped from the restaurant without changing out of his work clothes.
At twelve o'clock, the first snow of the year fell in Beijing. The white snowflakes slowly fell on Chen Song, chilling his heart.
Chen Song rode a shared bicycle back to school. The windy and snowy night felt extremely cold, and the tears on his face would not dry.
He only gave himself time for the journey, and after returning to school he had to suppress all his emotions and not let others see them.
When Chen Song returned to the dormitory, snow fell all over him, making him look like a walking snowman.
His roommate Jiang Shuang, who was still playing games at the table, was shocked when he saw him: "Fuck, brother, I thought the enemy was wearing a snow ghillie suit and rushing out of the computer to shoot me!"
Seeing Chen Song shivering with cold, his face red from the cold, and still wearing his work clothes, Jiang Shuang frowned and asked, "Is it snowing outside? You came back in the snow?"
"Ah? It's snowing!" Cang Mingzhi on the bed exclaimed in surprise. He immediately opened the curtains and saw Chen Song. He was shocked for a moment and his voice became quiet. "Oh my god, you are so dedicated, brother."
"You're back so late, and the hot water is gone. Hurry up and wipe yourself with a towel, or you'll catch a cold." Cang Mingzhi said as he ran out of bed to look at the snow outside the window. "Oh my god, it's really snowing! It's so beautiful! My family!"
Chen Song forgot how he spent that night. His chaotic thoughts and the sound of his roommate playing games kept him from falling asleep.
Later, his roommates all went to sleep, but he still couldn't fall asleep.
The night was always filled with the sobbing of countless people, and Chen Song's tears soaked his pillow.
In the early morning, Chen Song still hadn't fallen asleep, his heart palpitations from staying up late making him dazed. Fortunately, tomorrow was the weekend, so he didn't have to go to school. He sent a message to Master Liu, saying he would not go to work for the time being.
Master Liu replied almost immediately: I understand, take care of yourself.
After Chen Song hurriedly left last night, Master Liu called to ask where he was. Chen Song said he was feeling unwell and had left early, and asked Master Liu to apologize to Manager Dong on his behalf and to waive the commission on the alcohol.
Chen Song thought that Master Liu would blame him, but he just said simply: "Take care of yourself, don't worry about me."
Chen Song's fingertips holding the phone trembled, and he closed his eyes in despair.
He is a useless person who has accomplished nothing and only causes trouble for others. But he has no bad intentions and has never hurt anyone, so why do so many ridiculous things happen to him?
Life is so unfair.
In fact, when Chen Song saw Cheng Song for the first time that night, he had a vague premonition, and last night, this premonition came true, and Tie Zhenzhen appeared in front of him.
Chen Song found it a little ridiculous, as if some unknown entity was warning him that there would be no future with Gu Xingjue.
Gu Xingjue is the wind that he can never catch.
What a terrible fate, what a terrible coincidence, same name, different surnames, different lives.
Chen Song knew the school Cheng Song attended, and knew that Cheng Song was from the same world as Gu Xingjue, while he was just a passing guest in Gu Xingjue's world.
Chen Song couldn't sleep and he had run out of sleeping pills. The only thing that could make him fall asleep was cold medicine.
Chen Song also vaguely felt that he had a fever, so he got up and took some Kuake and Ganmao Ling to try to hypnotize himself.
But he took the medicine on an empty stomach, and since he already had a bad stomach, it didn't take long for him to feel sick and nauseous. He endured it for a long time, but the nausea became more and more severe, and he couldn't sleep anymore. He was so uncomfortable that he ran to the bathroom and retched for a long time. He hadn't eaten anything since last night, and only vomited out the medicine.
He vomited in front of the toilet and broke out in a cold sweat. When he stood up, he felt dizzy and his vision went black. He hurriedly held onto the wall to avoid falling.
Chen Song himself is a medical student. This behavior of taking medicine indiscriminately should be deeply condemned in the academic community. However, in the face of cruel reality, Chen Song is like a toddler. He falls down after taking a few steps and hits his head and bleeds after taking a few steps. How can he be sober and rational?
He thought about what Gu Xingjue said. Would he regret leaving him?
Gu Xingjue was surrounded by a golden glow in Chen Song's world. Chen Song couldn't tell what he loved about him, but he was inexplicably attracted to him.
Will you regret it?
Chen Song smiled bitterly. Doesn't the way he looks now show that he is regretting it?
But there is no medicine for regret in the world, and he cannot stop Gu Xingjue from loving someone else.
A person who wants to leave cannot be kept.
After suffering a double blow physically and mentally, Chen Song finally fell asleep. After a few hours of sleep, he woke up in a daze. It was exactly noon. Cang Mingzhi brought him food, saying it was a reply.
"Chen Song, do you have a fever?" Cang Mingzhi touched his forehead. "Oh my god, it's so hot! It must be from the snow last night. Brother, aren't you feeling uncomfortable? Let's go to the infirmary."
Chen Song took the meal from him and said weakly, "It's okay. I have medicine. Just take some." He shook the meal in his hand and said, "Thank you."
Cang Mingzhi thought he was a warrior: "Okay then, if it doesn't work, go to the infirmary."
Chen Song nodded.
Cang Mingzhi brought the braised chicken with rice that Chen Song always ate. The spicy smell was very tempting, but Chen Song had no appetite at all. He had to force himself to eat a few bites in order to take his medicine.
The tender gravy was now colorless and tasteless. Chen Song struggled to keep eating like a stuck machine. The more he forced himself to eat, the more he felt like vomiting. He had never felt that a meal took so long.
The lunch box filled by the cafeteria aunt was only missing a few grains of rice, as if it had not been touched.
After dinner, Chen Song took the medicine again. This time there was no major problem. The medicine took effect quickly and he fell into a deep sleep.
He had many dreams, and Gu Xingjue was in every dream, and every dream made him breathless.
The weekend passed with Chen Song taking medicine and sleeping, and his fever subsided.
The first snow stopped on Monday morning and the warm sunshine shone on the earth.
Chen Song immersed himself in his studies. After class, he would run around the campus, not daring to let his thoughts rest for a moment. It had been a long time since he had run around the campus.
The school requires students to complete 90 kilometers of campus running in one semester. Chen Song still has 60 kilometers to go. With two months left in the semester, he has to hurry up and run.
Chen Song ran with his headphones on. The leaves on campus had fallen, and the dim sunset made him feel lost in a sea of orange. The dopamine released from running made him feel a rare relief from the depression in his heart.
He figured it out a little. It was normal to suffer a broken heart. It wasn't the first time. He was able to forget that person the first time, so why couldn't he forget Gu Xingjue this time?
When Chen Song was about to finish the three kilometers, a phone rang. The ringing startled his sensitive nerves. He felt a little excited and nervous, and his heart beat faster.
His hands were red from the cold wind, and he clumsily took out his cell phone. When he saw the caller ID, his heart sank.
It’s Professor Yun, not Mo.
Chen Song lowered his eyes slightly and answered the phone: "Hello, Professor Yun."
Yun Jingsheng: "Is get out of class over?"
Chen Song: "get out of class is over."
Yun Jingsheng: "Let's go out for dinner together? We agreed last time that you would treat me."
Chen Song was a little surprised: "You're back?"
Yun Jingsheng's light laughter came from the other end of the phone: "Why, surprise?"
Chen Song's whole body froze, and he remained speechless for a long time with his mouth open.
"Surprise" has always been a synonym for Gu Mo. Now when it came out from someone else's mouth in a different form, Chen Song felt a very complicated emotion in his heart.
Yun Jingsheng continued, "I'll wait for you at the school gate."
After Chen Song agreed, he calculated the distance and ran to the school gate, completing just three kilometers.
Yun Jingsheng handed him a cup of hot milk tea: "Take your time, there's no need to rush. I've been waiting here. Have some milk tea to warm you up. I just got the Four Seasons Milk Tea, which you often drink."
Chen Song smiled politely, took the milk tea and thanked him, then explained: "I happened to be running on campus and stopped by to finish it."
Yun Jingsheng smiled. "So that's how it is. I thought you were anxious to see me. So, are you happy to be back early?"
Chen Song's expression paused slightly, as if he hadn't reacted to Yun Jingsheng's words. He smiled awkwardly: "Ah... uh... well, happy."
Chen Song was wearing a black fleece sweatshirt today, which made his skin look even whiter. His face was red, perhaps from excessive exercise or the cold wind, which made his originally cold face look more lively.
Yun Jingsheng smiled with some emotion, looked ahead, started the car, and said gently, "Where are we going to eat? What was the name of the restaurant you mentioned last time?"
Chen Song's fingertips holding the milk tea moved: "The Hechun Restaurant on Fujin Street."
"Okay." Yun Jingsheng followed his instructions and typed in the navigation. "It's quite close, only three kilometers."
Chen Song said, "Well, that's the snack street over there. A lot of college students go there, so parking might be difficult. You can park farther away and we can walk over."
Yun Jingsheng asked, "Do you and your friends go there often?"
Chen Song shook his head: "Occasionally."
Chen Song didn't have many friends at school, and he had almost no free time. The few times he went out to eat were when he was starving after working a part-time job in the middle of the night.
He had been feeling really depressed these past few days, and today Yun Jingsheng asked him out for dinner. It seemed as if the world had remembered him, and he felt an indescribable gratitude in his heart.
Yun Jingsheng wasn't familiar with the streets here, so Chen Song directed him to park on the street opposite Fujin Street, which was much more convenient. The two streets were separated by a small river, connected by several stone arch bridges, and the riverbanks were lined with leafless trees.
Winter nights come quickly, and the dim street lights have already illuminated the entire street. Many college students are walking in groups on the street.
Chen Song and Yun Jingsheng walked side by side across the arched bridge. A cold breeze blew across his face, and Chen Song rubbed the milk tea in his hand, seeking warmth.
Chen Song hadn't dressed much for the campus run, wearing only a thick sweatshirt and no jacket. Yun Jingsheng noticed Chen Song's little move from the corner of his eye and then took off his coat to put it on him: "It's my fault. I was so focused on having dinner with you that I didn't notice you weren't wearing a jacket."
Chen Song took a few steps back and avoided him: "It's okay, Professor Yun, I'm not cold. I just finished running and I'm still hot."
Yun Jingsheng's coat fell to the ground. "Are you sure, Chen Song? You'll catch a cold even more this way."
Chen Song felt awkward and said awkwardly, "It's not cold at all, it's quite hot."
Although he knew that Yun Jingsheng was just being friendly and concerned, Chen Song still felt a little resistant after hearing what Gu Xingjue did.
Yun Jingsheng saw Chen Song's embarrassment. His embarrassed expression made his originally dull face seem a little lively. The white mist that came out of his breath floated on his slightly red face, making him look a little cute.
Yun Jingsheng smiled and put his clothes back on.
Chen Song finally breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly remembered the Tibetan scarf: "Your scarf is still with me. I'll return it to you next time."
Yun Jingsheng remained noncommittal: "Chen Song, why do I feel like our relationship has become even more distant just because of this business trip?"
Chen Song: "Ah? No...no."
Yun Jingsheng put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly. "Professor Yun, Professor Yun, I thought I was in class."
Chen Song's brows relaxed when he heard this, and he smiled: "Brother Jingsheng, let's go eat. I wonder if we can still grab a table now."
Chen Song spoke anxiously, but the two of them still walked to He Chun Restaurant as if they were taking a leisurely stroll. The restaurant was packed with people, and the aroma of noodles drifted from the white mist-filled noodle shop. As expected, there was no room for the two of them.
Chen Song could only order and wait in line. The two of them waited for half an hour before they were seated. Not long after, two bowls of steaming hot knife-cut noodles were served.
The delicious soup is glistening, garnished with a few slices of lean beef and sprinkled with coriander and chopped green onions for flavor.
Chen Song broke open the disposable wooden chopsticks, rubbed them together twice, and handed them to Yun Jingsheng: "This knife-cut noodles is our signature dish. It's delicious."
Yun Jingsheng took the chopsticks and tasted it, his eyes flashing with amazement. "It's really delicious. This is my first time eating knife-cut noodles. It's very chewy, and the beef and broth mixed with the noodles is even better."
Chen Song raised the corners of his lips, opened his chopsticks, rubbed them together twice, and started eating.
The store was bustling with activity, and the sounds of customers laughing and discussing could be heard everywhere.
Only the guests at this table were quietly eating noodles. After a while, Yun Jingsheng was the first to break the silence: "I only have two classes left at your school. Is it okay to schedule them on Wednesday and Friday afternoons?"
Chen Song thought about it and said, "Okay."
Yun Jingsheng suddenly laughed: "I guess the people in your academy must hate me to death for taking up their rest time again."
Chen Song said, "No. Your lectures aren't mandatory. Everyone comes here because of your reputation. Your lectures are very interesting, and you can learn a lot without being boring. And the opportunity to go to Ruoyang is a precious one."
Chen Song's mouth was stained with soup as he opened and closed it. He stared at Yun Jingsheng without blinking, his eyes sincere. Yun Jingsheng lowered his eyes and smiled, then took a piece of paper and wiped the soup stain for him. "What about you? Did you come to my class because it's interesting, or do you want to go to Ruoyang?"
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