Nonlinear Love

The alley fell into silence again, except for the sound of wind, trees and heartbeats, I couldn't hear anything.

"Why did you call me back?" Chi Wang asked in a low voice.

Su Lian still had the last bit of reason, and he said, "I want to remind you to be careful on the road."

Chi Wang insisted: "You just said it was a happy Christmas Eve, but now it has changed?"

He seemed to have vaguely touched Su Lian's anxiety, but he didn't want to back down. Su Lian's character was too sensitive, and a slight touch would push the distance between them that they had finally pulled apart again.

He was happy to spend time pulling and entangled with him like this, but the atmosphere was so good tonight that he suddenly wanted more greedily.

I want to walk into his desolate heart and plant a rose that will never wither.

"Chili, I can't describe how I feel now, but..." Su Lian hugged him tighter, as if on a cold winter night, he needed the body temperature of his sweater to keep warm.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said with difficulty: "But, I'm really trying."

Chi Li felt that his heart was stabbed lightly, and his soreness was terribly swollen: "Okay, I see, I'm too impatient."

"I'm sorry." A thick mist formed in Su Lian's eyes, and the emotions that he had finally suppressed just now came back up again.

After experiencing such changes as tonight, he repeatedly told himself not to think too much and learn to cherish the people in front of him.

But every time I persuade myself, I am still unavoidably afraid and at a loss for the future.

He struggled desperately between two emotions, pulling repeatedly, about to be torn in two.

The pain in my heart was even worse when I went back in time, but now I feel the pain is almost breathless.

What if it was Chi Li who was lying there today and he couldn't go back again.

The person he was holding in front of him was warm, but he had touched Chi Wang's extremely cold and unconscious body.

Su Lian didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it.

Chi Wang rubbed his head and whispered, "Don't say sorry, I don't like listening to it."

"Okay, I won't talk about it." Su Lian lowered his head and rubbed lightly on his shoulder.

"Sleep early, okay? I'll watch you go in and go." Chi Li took off the scarf from his neck and wrapped it all around his neck, "Lend it to me and return it to me on Monday."

Su Lian nodded, the scarf blocked his pointed chin, and his voice was scattered into the wind: "Okay, then I'll go in, you hurry home."

"Well, good night." Chi Wang leaned against the door, watching the door open, the shadow of the room swayed out for a moment, and then slowly closed.

Su Lian raised his hand and touched the scarf around his neck, which still had the temperature left by Chi Wang.

With his back against the door, he squatted down slowly, throwing himself into the endless darkness.

-

In the next few days, Chi Huang found that Su Lian seemed to be hiding from him.

I don't know if it's because of the kiss I almost met that night, or because of those out-of-control emotions.

Chi Huang felt puzzled, but did not dare to ask more.

The two seem to be carefully maintaining their relationship with each other, and no one dares to touch that sensitive boundary again.

It's just that the same couple's bracelet has not been taken off. It is hidden in the heavy clothes in winter. Occasionally, when he raises his wrist when he is doing a question, a piece of silver will be exposed, and Chi Li will feel at ease again.

He thought, Su Lian just needs a little more time.

The day before New Year’s Day is the performance time for all grades. After two classes in the afternoon, the students of the second year of high school entered the auditorium one after another, sat down next to each other according to the position of the class, and waited to watch the cultural performance of each class.

Chi Li sat down next to Su Lian, his fingers touched his cold wrist, and asked in a low voice, "Are you nervous? We're playing fifth."

"Don't be nervous, just treat them as radishes in the field." Su Lian looked up at him with a calm expression.

Chi Wan was overjoyed: "If you say this, your classmates will cry when they hear it."

Gu Anjiu leaned over and lowered his voice: "I just took a peek at the group, and many people from other grades came over. Did you see the group of girls standing behind the auditorium? It's all here to see you two. of."

Su Lian turned back gently, met the excited girls, and looked back: "We have nothing to see."

"You don't understand the joy of their CP-playing, they don't need to round up when they perform together, this is really the wedding scene." Gu Anjiu has been in the group for a long time, and he has a set of small words in the fan circle, "I see that some people still take it. It's really awesome to have professional shooting equipment."

Su Lian snorted as an answer.

He looked ahead, the first program was a boring sketch, and he didn't care much about what he said.

There were sparse laughter from all around, making the whole place even more embarrassing, and Su Lian couldn't laugh.

Since Christmas Eve, his emotions have become even more repeated. Song Jiaci's accident was like a lead, and the emotions he wanted to suppress were almost completely detonated.

After the kiss that almost went off the rails that night, he was about to let go of his mouth several times in the past few days, and wanted to ignore it, but he was hesitant to say anything when he faced Chi Huang countless times.

Afraid that his unintentionally leaked liking gave him hope, and then showing timidity and withdrawal was disappointing, he didn't want to repeat and hurt Chiliang again and again.