Lin Mo【Virus】
[Lin Mo Extra: Virus]
Virus, this is the nickname he gave to Song Shu.
Lin Mo noticed Song Shu from the first day of school.
The time when he caught Song Shu late at the school gate was not the first time he and Song Shu met. Even what Song Shu thought was their first meeting was not their first meeting.
In the circle of wealthy families, the Song family and the Lin family have some intersections. He had met Song Shu a long time ago, but Song Shu just didn't remember him.
It was ironic. He and Song Shu had been classmates in kindergarten, elementary school, and the embarrassing summer camp. His grades were the best in the class, and he was also the class monitor in charge of organization, but Song Shu just didn't remember him.
Many times, Song Shu looked at him with the same expression as she would look at a stranger, and he was no different from anyone else.
He passed by Song Shu countless times as a stranger, but he was the only one who turned back to look.
What's even more ridiculous is that Song Shu can't remember him. Even if he wants to avoid Song Shu and not listen to or read any news about Song Shu, he can't do it. Song Shu is very popular, and Lin Mo can hear Song Shu's name all the time.
What Song Shu did today, and what he did again, his life was filled with Song Shu.
Is his face so hard to remember? Lin Mo looked in the mirror many times for this. When he was in kindergarten, he would cry because Song Shu couldn't recognize him, but now he doesn't feel anything.
As he grew older, he also understood that Song Shu was not the only one who could not remember him. Song Shu could not remember many people. It was normal for him to not remember so many people when he was forced to meet them every day.
Thinking of this, the regret in my heart seemed to be comforted, and the inexplicable anger towards Song Shu also eased, turning into a somewhat awkward warmth.
It was like a reward, the comfort given by Song Shu, the person he imagined in his mind.
Lin Mo knew very well what this thought meant. Song Shu didn't know him, but he was still thinking about her shamelessly.
The love letters in the desk hole, the milk and bread every day, the little notes of encouragement during exams... What a bullshit, a hundred little things of secret love, he did all of them, and Song Shu didn't know anything about them.
The person I had my first nocturnal emission in my dream after my body matured was Song Shu, and the first person I thought of after I became an adult was also Song Shu. If you still don’t understand this... forget it, there’s nothing to understand.
He no longer liked Song Shu. So many people liked Song Shu, and he was not the only one. This was the decision Lin Mo made when he graduated from junior high school - he would never like Song Shu again.
The first time we met formally in high school, he was wearing the armbands of the discipline committee member, and I saw a familiar figure from afar.
——Song Shu hurriedly opened the car door, then trotted to the school gate. When he was almost there, he slowed down and hid furtively.
After a summer vacation, Song Shu grew taller, like a young tree sprouting in spring, green and energetic. That face was still the same, no one could help looking at Song Shu, so he sent everyone else away.
Lin Mo approached, rehearsing his opening remarks in his mind, but he didn't expect Song Shu to think of him as a late student as well.
Palms warmed by his breath, trembling eyelashes, a body pressed against him, and his heartbeat that he couldn't control and was about to jump out of his chest, each question became more intense than the last.
——Lin Mo, do you want to be infected with the virus again?
No, he has been infected, he recovered, and he has antibodies.
So he just broke free from Song Shu's hand, put on the discipline committee cuffs he had just taken off, and asked Song Shu: "Name, class."
Song Shu's eyes widened, with two question marks clearly written on them.
The expression was very cute. He didn't like Song Shu, but that didn't stop him from thinking the expression was cute.
And, he is all in my eyes.
For the first time, he walked into Song Shu's eyes.
What love letters, milk, bread, and small notes of encouragement failed to achieve, I did was to catch those who were late.
Lin Mo found it a little funny, but he didn't plan to change anything. He already disliked Song Shu, so those things happened naturally.
Catching latecomers and checking school uniforms are all things that the discipline committee members have to do every week. Song Shu is too fond of being late, and he is a member of the discipline committee, so catching Song Shu every day is almost easier than blinking an eye.
So he became Song Shu's mortal enemy.
The prefix is Song Shu's mortal enemy.
What the milk, bread, love letters and cheering notes failed to achieve was catching latecomers and those who violated discipline.
His figure finally appeared in Song Shu's eyes, but with a disgusting look.
…
Forget it, he doesn’t like Song Shu either.
…
As Lin Mo expected, within a month, the virus quickly spread throughout the high school. From repeaters to freshmen, no one could escape Song Shu.
This is a flu that will never be cured. As an outsider, he created a high school forum. At first, he set up the forum for learning, communication and spamming, but he knew what his real purpose was.
As expected, the forum became popular, and it was not an exaggeration to change the name to "Squirrel Breeding Forum".
He and Song Shu maintained a distance between themselves and their enemies.
During his daily routine patrols, the discipline committee member saw many people confessing their love to Song Shu. Over the past three years, he had seen Song Shu being confessed to in every hidden corner of the high school.
Song Shu always looks tired. People who confess their love to him look at him with admiration, but he knows that he is looking at the other person with empty eyes.
He must be distracted again.
Lin Mo leaned against the hidden wall on the other side, twisting his hair with his fingers, and listened with Song Shu to the shy, immature, yet bold confessions of boys or girls.
He was also distracted.
…
"Hey, Lin Mo."
Eighteen-year-old Song Shu sat on the wall, looking down at him.
The sun was not very hot, and when Lin Mo looked up at Song Shu, he found it dazzling.
Song Shu asked him: "Why do you keep targeting me?"
I'm not targeting you.
His Adam's apple rolled as he said, "I'm not targeting you."
No, the tone is wrong, be gentler. Please, be gentler, Lin Mo.
However, words once spoken could not be taken back, so Song Shu jumped down from the wall and fought with him.
He touched Song Shu's warm body again.
The young one punched him with a huge passion that wanted to ignite him.
He just blocked it, and then said, "Look carefully, I'm not wearing an armband at all, and I'm not the one checking today, why are you crazy!"
His voice was trembling and unstable, and Song Shu thought he must be very angry.
Then Song Shu pushed them all into the school infirmary.
Lin Mo had never seen such a ferocious fighting style that hurt the enemy by a thousand while hurting his own eight hundred.
He woke up earlier than Song Shu, and even when he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, he heard Song Shu imitating him.
…
I should have opened my eyes earlier.
Song Shu's dazed expression would be even funnier then.
…
After graduating from high school, he could see that Song Shu already hated him very much. There was nothing he could do, as he was doing things that Song Shu hated. He was about to do something that Song Shu hated even more.
He lied to Song Shu that he was going to study abroad.
Owning a forum, it was easy for him to manipulate public opinion. Because Song Shu was so gullible, he even looked forward to seeing Song Shu's expression when he started college.
It must have been cute, too, like their so-called first meeting in high school.
Lin Mo calmly accepted the fact that Song Shu hated him, but he would always wonder why he did that.
Was it because Song Shu took him seriously for the first time? Was it because Song Shu finally got to know Lin Mo?
The virus can infect people, and people can choose to leave the infected group, or they can leave to reduce the probability of infection.
Is the reason why he doesn't leave because of obsession, hatred, or... love?
The so-called recovery and production of antibodies after infection is simply a huge lie to deceive yourself.
The moment I saw Song Shu, my body instinctively moved closer.
Can't remember? It doesn't matter, you can always remember it from now on. It doesn't matter if you hate him or dislike him.
If you don't love me, then hate me.
It was a childish behavior like a primary school student bullying his sweetheart. It didn't matter that Song Shu hated him. He was just that childish. He had already decided that he didn't want to like Song Shu.
From one-sided crush to one-sided dislike, it was all just his wishful thinking. Song Shu didn't care at all and didn't even know who he was.
Lin Mo once thought so.
From the day Song Shu used a trumpet to deceive him, he had completely fallen for her. He pretended to be easy to deceive, and deceived Song Shu and himself.
The body's reactions are always much more honest than the brain.
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Song Shu hated him, and this was a premeditated revenge. He fell in love with Song Shu, and he was fooled.
I know this very clearly in my heart, but the balance is tilting.
A lot of things happened afterwards, which seem unnecessary to elaborate on because they are all insignificant.
He was teased by Song Shu, and he jumped into it even though he knew it was a trap. He tried to see sincerity in a heartless liar. There is no prey in the world more stupid than him.
The moment Song Shu proposed breaking up, it seemed that all the sincerity he had seen in the teasing and temptations during their previous chats were just false jokes.
Lin Mo felt so clearly that he had no value to Song Shu anymore.
Love, hate, and passion.
There is no love, but revenge has been taken. Song Shu was probably tired of playing around, so she teased him and proposed a breakup, and deleted all his contact information.
Perhaps he could not escape Song Shu's fate, so he could only continue to deceive himself. Only when he was completely abandoned did he truly realize how wrong he was.
…
There's nothing funny about this.
There's nothing funny about crying for Song Shu.
…
"Song Shu, late again?"
No, I'm not being sarcastic. I'm saying it's late, don't skip breakfast.
"Well, I only scored 725 points."
No, that’s not what I wanted to say. I wanted to congratulate you on being admitted to Huajing University.
"Long time no see, the dormitory is next to yours."
Long time no see. I actually like you very much. I even used my connections to move to the dormitory next to yours.
"It doesn't matter. Who is suffering more?"
No, I like you very much, please, look at me.
Why can’t I say it? Why can’t I say it?
——
After Song Shu went abroad to study, he met Song Shu's deskmate. Song Shu's deskmate didn't seem to be doing well during this period, like a homeless dog.
Of course, the look this stray dog gave him was still aggressive.
In the eyes of others, he was probably the person who was least sad after Song Shu left, while Song Shu's desk mate was the saddest person.
No one knows that he likes Song Shu.
Even those people in the forum who accused him of being a green tea and pretending to be a mortal enemy to attract Song Shu's attention could not provide any evidence that he liked Song Shu.
How nice.
Lin Mo raised his glass to Song Shu, his deskmate, from a distance.
Like them or hate them, they were equally abandoned.
——
Song Shu, you bastard.
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