Chapter 83
On that birthday night, the two of them squatted together by the river waiting for the sunrise, with the last hour before being sent back to the camp. The sky was still dark and the wind made them feel a little cold.
The two of them had been sitting quietly side by side, waiting when Luo Jiayu stood up, put his hands on his hips, and looked around, because he couldn't sit still and wanted to find some rocks to skip on the water.
As Chu Yu waited, he lay down, straightened his body and closed his eyes peacefully. Because he hadn't slept all night, it seemed as if there was 502 stuck between his upper and lower eyelids. The gentle sound of the tide and the wind was in his ears, and his expression looked like a happy corpse.
The soil by the river was damp and the ground was not smooth. Luo Jiayu lowered his head and saw his childhood friend taking a nap without even saying hello to him. He was horrified and sat down again without even looking for a rock. He was taking off his coat but stopped halfway and gently lifted the boy's head from the pile of rocks and put it on his shoulder.
Chu Yu felt his movements but did not open her eyes. A warm shoulder was much more comfortable to lean on than a hard, cold stone. However, it would easily hurt the bones, so it was not as comfortable to sleep with it buried in her chest.
It was cold and damp in the early morning, and he subconsciously wanted to get into the warmer arms of the other person. He had already moved his head a centimeter, but halfway through he realized something was wrong.
First of all, although the two of them had cuddled together countless times before, Chu Yuxian rarely took the initiative, and almost never took the initiative without any reason.
Because there is no reason, just wanting to snuggle into someone's arms and hug them will make you happy, this is a thought and attitude that only couples have.
The head moved one centimeter and then froze there, neither able to move forward nor backward, just standing there, looking somewhat embarrassed.
"Are you cold?" Luo Jiayu turned around at this moment as if he had telepathy. "Shall I get you a blanket from the car?"
Chu Yu was about to slowly say "OK" when he heard the person next to him mutter to himself, "Forget it, I can't bear to leave, so I won't take it."
“…”
Luo Jiayu pulled the person into his arms, wrapped his arms around her back, and rested his chin on her hair, looking happy: "That's good."
"..." A Capybara that was cosplaying a corpse in the arms silently retracted its head into the human chest.
The mission was accomplished. Luo Jiayu turned his head and felt the damp breeze from the river for a while. He then lowered his head and kicked the pebbles at his feet a few times until there were only a few pebbles left. Then he looked up at the distant horizon. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the dark clouds that had gathered together seemed to reveal a little light.
He looked back at the person in his arms, gently poked the other's cheek, and said in a voice as light as the passing wind: "Please don't fall asleep, please chat with me for a while."
Chu Yu's eyelids were closed quietly, and she didn't open her eyes, but she opened her mouth to respond, her voice muffled by the fabric of her clothes: "You say."
"It's nothing, actually." Luo Jiayu said, "Did you miss me when you first went to that world?"
"Yes."
"Have you ever thought about how I would react when I found out you were gone?"
"...No." Chu Yu slowly withdrew from his chest and looked up at him. "I thought you would burn game cartridges for me and put photos of my dark past on my grave. I guessed it all right."
As he spoke, he felt a surge of grief. He reached out and punched the man on the shoulder: "Thousands of dollars worth of cassettes, limited edition cassettes, so many treasures, all burned, and I didn't even get a pinch of ashes."
"I was wrong. I'm sorry." Luo Jiayu habitually used his palm to cover the other party's fist. Although the movements and distance became more and more ambiguous, the topic of his mouth unconsciously deviated from the topic.
"That's why feudal superstition is so unacceptable. After I finished talking to you the other day, I put up a banner in the cabinet where your photo is, saying 'Speak of Science, Dispel Superstition.' It reminds me not to make offerings or burn things for you anymore. After all, you can't receive them."
Chu Yu's thoughts followed his words and drifted away: "What else did you burn for me?"
"Uh, quite a lot." Luo Jiayu said with a guilty conscience, "All the Legos, puzzles, records, and ornaments you built at my place were burned."
"All burned?"
"I want you to have a richer entertainment life in the other world."
"So I asked you to burn your high school graduation photos dressed as women. Did you do that?"
"No."
The first metaphor is qi stagnation.
Don’t burn what should be burned, and burn what shouldn’t be burned!
Luo Xiaogou blinked his eyes.
"No, that's off topic!"
Chu Yu had already pulled half of his body out of Luo Jiayu's arms like pulling a radish, but when he was halfway there, he was hugged and pulled into his arms again. He struggled a few times in vain, and was so angry that his rare half-dead tone became stronger.
"let go!"
"Don't go." Luo Jiayu looked up at his sulking face, "I even burned a letter for you."
"When did I ever write to you?"
"I wrote it for you."
"?"
But Luo Jiayu didn't continue talking about this topic. Chu Yu wanted to ask him what was written in the letter, but stopped herself.
What else can I write?
In fact, he should be able to guess it.
Luo Jiayu wrote the letter three days after he learned of his childhood friend's death. He stared blankly at the blazing fire in front of him, his eyes red from staying up all night. As he was in a daze, he suddenly pulled out a piece of notepaper from his jacket pocket. It was half the size of his palm and did not have many words on it. He had thought he would have a lot to say.
But that day, Luo Jiayu held the black fountain pen in his hand, and the tip of the pen was almost broken, but he still couldn't write a single word.
So what was finally thrown into the fire was a blank piece of letter paper. The only content on it was Chu Yu's name at the beginning, which was written very ugly and the handwriting was shaky.
"Actually, I was quite sad during that period." On the riverbank, Luo Jiayu held his childhood friend alive in his arms and recalled his state in that memory long ago in a relaxed tone.
He gradually tightened his arms around Chu Yu, remained silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and whispered, "I'm super sad."
For a moment, there was only the sound of waves sweeping away the sand.
Chu Yu felt the low pressure of the person around him, and raised his eyes to look at him with a bit of worry. His ability to comfort others was quite poor, so when faced with the situation where someone he cared about was unhappy, he was easily at a loss and not very skilled in handling it.
After a while, Luo Jiayu felt a little itchy on his cheek. He raised his eyes and found that it was the hair hanging by the other person's ear that rubbed against his skin.
Chu Yu imitated what Luo Jiayu had done to him when he lost control and cried before, and put his forehead against the other's forehead. After doing it, he felt like something was missing, as if he had missed a step. He recalled it and raised his hands to hold the other's face.
Luo Jiayu quietly looked at his childhood friend from such a close distance, who was looking serious, for a while, and finally couldn't help but whispered:
"This action is used to prepare for a kiss."
Chu Yu let go of his hand and stepped back eight meters as if he had been electrocuted.
However, before she could even step away, the swift-eyed and quick-handed Luo Jiayu caught her. Chu Yu was forced to make eye contact with the person in front of her. After staring for a while, she subconsciously wanted to avoid her gaze and shrink away to somewhere else, but Luo Jiayu wouldn't let her. He slowly closed the distance between them until they were as close as before, then put their foreheads together and asked with lowered eyes, half coaxingly and half asking, "Why don't you give it a try? I heard kissing is very comfortable."
"...I'm not ready yet." Chu Yu muttered in a trance, the hot air from his breath intertwined with each other as he spoke.
"Happy birthday." Luo Jiayu held his face with her hands and moved her lips closer.
“!”
The feeling of the lips touching hers was warm and soft, as gentle as a feather. Chu Yu's mind went blank because of this sudden kiss. Her soul became lighter and lighter until it separated from her body and floated in the air like a cloud. Her heart felt swollen and heavy, and every heartbeat was so heavy that it echoed in her ears.
His childhood friend didn't lie to him, the kiss was really comfortable.
Chu Yu felt the hand that was holding his cheek gradually move to the back of his head, and the strength on the lips that were originally soft and gentle also increased slightly, until his lips were bitten, and the tip of the tongue pressed against his lips, trying to pry open his teeth to go deeper. He opened his eyes in fright, and his lips also opened slightly, and then he tilted his head to the side to avoid the attack of the person on him.
"Really, really not yet," Chu Yu heard his own incoherent voice. He hadn't stuttered like this since he had eaten that spicy hot pot. His voice became softer and softer, but his heartbeat was like a drum in his ears. His face was redder than ever, but he was unaware of it. "I'm not ready..."
The place where he was kissed was burning hot, so hot that he felt dizzy. This was the first day of his twentieth birthday, and he and his childhood friend, with whom he had played for more than ten years, exchanged their first kiss in their lives.
Before Chu Yu could muster up the courage to look at the person who had just kissed him, his forehead was pecked again as if to comfort him.
Then the corners of the eyes, the corners of the mouth, and finally the ears.
The light kiss hadn't happened since Luo Jiayu confessed to him and kissed the corner of his mouth. At that time, he had just learned that he had been kissed several times in his sleep without knowing it. His first reaction was panic. The fear made him unable to face the other person's feelings, nor his own feelings.
The change in intimacy should have frightened him, but unknowingly, the relationship between them seemed to have undergone a transformation. There were minor tears and estrangements in between, but in the end no one left.
And now, he was held in the arms of the person who kissed him secretly. Luo Jiayu obviously didn't recover from the kiss yet, his eyes were still dazed. In order to soothe his nervousness and uneasiness about not being able to accept the French kiss, he placed several kisses on his cheeks and ears one after another.
This was different from the light, feather-like touch before. His lips rubbed tenderly over every inch of the hot skin, no longer having the unique politeness of the previous cautious exploration. This time it was more like marking territory, more ambiguous, and more bold and ostentatious, as if the desire that had been suppressed for a long time finally had an opening to be released.
"Woo..." Chu Yu turned his head slightly, and Luo Jiayu was kissing his eyes.
Until his eyelashes and eye sockets were wet from kisses, as if he had just cried. Some light emotions gradually began to become sticky and heavy. Chu Yu's breathing frequency began to go off track. He barely opened his eyes in a dizzy feeling, and then saw Luo Jiayu lowering his head and looking at him quietly, with eyes very similar to when he bit his ear out of control a few months ago.
Chu Yu moved the fingers hanging by his side.
Perhaps the lack of resistance encouraged the other party. By the time he reacted, Luo Jiayu had already kissed him along the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye until his lips were close to the side of his neck. His fingers touched the tip of the ear he had just kissed and slid down along the ear bone.
"Woo..." This time it wasn't just his face that was hot, every cell in his body seemed to be burning. The lust aroused by this series of actions made him feel uncomfortable. In a daze, he vaguely realized that his childhood friend did it on purpose.
She did this on purpose, caressed him so that when he lost consciousness and almost collapsed into a puddle in her arms, she could say—
"Are you able to accept it now?" Luo Jiayu asked him again in a low voice after her lips left the collarbone exposed outside his collar.
Chu Yu pursed her lips and shook her head stubbornly.
Although her movements were stubborn, her voice was light and fluttery, mixed with the panting that could not be calmed down after being overly teased: "...No."
"Really?" Luo Jiayu tilted his head and put his lips to the red ear of the person in his arms. Just as he was about to blow on her, he heard a muffled voice:
“…Don’t do it this way.”
Luo Jiayu was stunned and stopped moving.
"Take it slow, or give me a few more days." Chu Yu opened his eyes with difficulty, suppressing the hot feeling that kept rising in his body. "I can adapt."
"..." Luo Jiayu gradually regained his shattered sanity. After his eyes had escaped the quagmire of lust and regained clarity, he continued, "Okay, take your time."
Chu Yu nodded in agreement, and only then did he realize the meaning of the three words "take your time" that he had casually said.
At that time, the sky was finally no longer dark, the clouds gradually opened up, and a light golden light began to spread along the water surface from the distant horizon. The riverside became brighter and brighter. At this time, the expressions of the two people looking at each other became clearer and clearer.
In order to avoid blushing at the sight of the man, Chu Yu turned around, looked at the river in the distance, and waited quietly for the sunrise.
Luo Jiayu's ears felt hot as he stared at his childhood friend's profile with a dazed expression.
I had just been letting desire guide my behavior and mind, so when I was refused to go deeper in the middle of the kiss, my first reaction was loss and unwillingness.
It was not until two seconds ago when the wind blew his head awake that Luo Jiayu came back to his senses from his confused state. His innocent nature resurfaced and he finally realized how much progress his relationship with the person next to him had made.
He kissed it.
I have been thinking about her for so long, from being ignorant to suppressing, to exploding, to secretly loving her and then to openly loving her, after so many years, he finally kissed her.
The first kiss is sweet, the wind blowing on the face is sweet, the clouds floating in the sky are sweet, the sound of the surging tide on the river and the sunlight looming in the distance are sweet, and even every breath of air is sweet.
It was so sweet that my whole head was dizzy, and I couldn’t seem to believe what I had just experienced and felt.
The wind lifted the corners of his mouth, and a river gull flapped its wings as it flew over the water in the distance, flying towards the two of them, leaving a trail of pale golden light behind it.
The first thing Jiang Ou said as soon as he opened his mouth was a loud and high-pitched "Eou", which successfully attracted Chu Yu's attention.
Brother Baizi calculated with his fingers and found out that the water bird did not have breakfast today.
"Are there any fries? Throw some for it." Luo Jiayu obviously had the same idea as him. He had already stood up and prepared to feed the baby. However, he fumbled in his pockets for a while but found nothing. He lowered his head and saw his childhood friend looking up at him with clear eyes.
Luo Jiayu: “?”
"Ah!" Luo Jiayu covered his heart in pain.
"Here, French fries." Chu Yu stuffed the fresh box of French fries into the man's arms in a flattering manner.
"How much did you spend?" The person who was stuffed with French fries was very tired.
"Five dollars."
"I almost fainted from the pain."
So Chu Yu stood up and touched the person's shoulder with concern and restraint.
"It hurts." Luo Xiaogou whimpered with his eyes closed.
Chu Yu raised his arm again and continued to touch the person's hair.
"It still hurts."
Chu Yu was a little worried and reached out to touch the man's chest again.
"It still hurts."
Chu Yu felt something was not right. He had clearly intended to secretly retaliate against the other party for bullying him, but how did it turn out like this?
He paused for two seconds, tentatively moved his head closer, put his lips on the corner of the person's mouth, and finally stopped a few centimeters in front and did not move. Seeing that the other party did not react, his face became hotter and hotter. He was about to step back embarrassedly, but his head was held down halfway.
The force was quite strong, and it didn't seem to hurt much.
"You lied to me again."
Luo Jiayu was startled, realizing he had been exposed. Then he was startled again: "You're testing me this way?"
"..." The thin-skinned person who was poked silently pulled his head away from his hand, but the thick-skinned person who changed the offensive grabbed him again, and they remained in a sticky stalemate for a while. Luo Jiayu was suddenly stunned.
"What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing." Luo Jiayu said, "The bird flew away."
So in the end, the French fries that they had exchanged for Luo Jiayu's precious favorability points were digested by the two of them as breakfast. They took turns sharing one after another while watching the sun gradually rise in the distance, until the morning light spread across the entire river surface, and even the wind seemed to have warmth.
Until the morning light connected the sky and the water into one, the sunrise was as golden and red as fire, and the light spread along the center of the horizon, falling on the cheeks and shoulders of the two people, forcing back the darkness from the night behind them. The sun was shining and warm, and warm things always make people feel good.
There were only two heads sitting together by the vast river. The owner of the left head turned around and reached out to the person next to him in this brief and precious sunrise moment of only four or five minutes:
"A new day."
The owner of the right head also turned around upon hearing this, holding his chin with one hand while extending his other hand and touching it with the owner of the left head.
"May all go well with you."
Luo Jiayu threw the last French fry into his mouth, picked up the mineral water beside him and took a sip. After finishing the drink, he handed it to Chu Yu and asked casually:
"How far along are you in completing my side quest?"
"Over eight hundred and fifty." Chu Yu took a look as she changed the fries. "Only ten points left until the full time limit."
The people next to him didn't say anything and just looked at him quietly.
"..." Chu Yu asked softly, "What's wrong?"
"I'll be quite impressed soon." Luo Jiayu replied in the same soft voice, "When I'm fully impressed, can you give me a formal answer?"
A formal reply.
Chu Yu was stunned for a moment. The passive habits accumulated over the years in a relationship made him often ignore and avoid some facts. For example, if Luo Jiayu didn't say it, he would not realize that although he had just been kissed and hugged for so long, he had never thought of saying "I like you" in person.
There are some things he actually doesn't like to talk about openly. Most of the time, silence is equivalent to acquiescence, but acquiescence does not mean that he has thought it through. It is just a way of vaguely following the present situation.
Although this approach seems very obedient and submissive, if you think about it carefully, there is not even a definite promise, which can easily make people feel insecure. Therefore, it is reasonable for the childhood friend to want a formal and specific answer.
Luo Jiayu was actually also very worried. Although he had always liked to fantasize about what style of rings he would choose for them to exchange after they got married when they held hands and slept in each other's arms, when it came to matters involving a formal change in their relationship, he seemed even more cautious than Chu Yu.
He knew his childhood friend's personality. On the one hand, he couldn't push him too hard, and on the other hand, he couldn't pretend to be ignorant and just turn the page. Their relationship was special to begin with. Due to various intentional or unintentional factors, in their eyes, the boundary between friends and lovers was too ambiguous. Sometimes, even after everything they had done, they could still call each other friends. His uneasiness probably came from this.
Maybe in the other person's eyes, a kiss does not mean that the relationship is officially confirmed. Maybe the other person still needs time to think about it. These are all fine. He can wait, but he needs a definite answer.
"Okay." He heard the other party agree, and did not directly think that "since they have kissed, they are a couple", which shows that his concerns exist.
"I'll give it to you."
"Soon?"
“Almost.”
Luo Jiayu felt relieved, and looked down for a while at the gravel under his feet that was covered with a layer of glittering powder by the sunlight. Then he turned his head to stare at his childhood friend's profile in a trance. As he looked at him, he reached out and grabbed the person's thin wrist.
"What's wrong?"
"We should be leaving soon."
"How many seconds left?"
"About two minutes."
Chu Yu sighed. He had stayed up all night without sleeping. After returning to the camp, he would have to start another full day of training. He had indulged himself for a while, but now he was afraid that he would suddenly die in the practice room.
"Then I'll take a nap." Capibara lay down on the spot.
Luo Jiayu was shocked: "You need to take a nap for two minutes?"
"Two minutes of sleep is also sleep." Kapibala closed his eyes peacefully, feeling the warmth of his body bathed in the morning sun.
"..." Luo Jiayu bit his lip and looked at his childhood friend lying on the beach, whose breathing gradually became even and steady. He found that his mind could not escape the image of him panting with a red face, leaning on his shoulder and saying "Give me a few more days".
No matter what, the feeling of kissing is so charming and comfortable that people can't help but want to experience it again.
If we kissed today, can we kiss again tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? And the day after that? Just saying take it slow, so kissing once a day shouldn't be too much, right?
And the day when he feels very good about someone is the day when he can get a reply. Now he wants to manually advance this day.
In the last second before leaving the real world, the sunlight completely occupied every inch of the river beach. Chu Yu opened his eyes in such dazzling colors. The warm touch on his lips made him feel a little dazed, as if the sunlight turned into a entity and kissed his soul.
A new day, all the best.
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