Chuxun leaned against the railing by the River Thames and waited for Lin Yanchen to return with two cups of hot coffee to warm his hands. He quietly looked at the river. The wind blew his hair up. He hadn't cut his hair for about two months and it had grown a lot longer.
Lin Yanchen came back with two cups of coffee and ran like a runner. He even apologized, "Sorry for making you wait."
Chuxun took a cup of coffee. The warmth seeped into his body from his palms and said, "Are you tired?
Let's sit over there and rest. We can talk. "
Lin Yanchen took out a tissue and diligently wiped the public bench before letting Chuxun sit down. He said, "I'll take you to archery in the afternoon?
Have you tried archery before?
Do you want to try? It's quite interesting. "
Chuxun was disinterested and nodded nonchalantly. The two of them chatted intermittently.
Fine snowflakes floated down from the sky.
Lin Yanchen saw Chuxun raise his head. The snowflakes landed on the tip of his reddish nose and instantly melted, turning into small sparkling water droplets.
Chuxun said, "Now we can't go archery."
Lin Yanchen said, "Let's go home."
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They got up and prepared to leave.
A man wearing a woolen hat ran in front of him with a piece of paper. No, it was a drawing.
It was a pencil sketch of Chuxun.
In the drawing, his face was slightly tilted and he was smiling and talking to Lin Yanchen. Chuxun was stunned. So this was his expression when he looked at Xiao Lin?
Was he that gentle?
He didn't know.
The artist of the drawing said, "Fifty pounds."
Chuxun handed the drawing back. "It's too expensive. You're forcing me to buy."
The drawing was intercepted halfway. Lin Yanchen said, "I'll buy it."
Chuxun looked at him.
Lin Yanchen said, "I can't take a picture, but can I keep a drawing?
I'll pay for it. "
Although he said that, Lin Yanchen was still worried that Chuxun would disagree. Chuxun looked at him and then at the painting.
If it was just a photo, all he had to do was press the delete button. It wouldn't feel real. However, this was a painting. It was the real thing. If he were to destroy it, he would only damage it … He couldn't bear to do so.
Buy it.
However, he couldn't buy it so easily. It would be too embarrassing. Chuxun bargained, "Fifty pounds is too expensive. Thirty pounds."
The painter shook his head, and argued, `No, fifty pounds. I think I have done it very well. You see, you look at your lover with a look of love and melancholy. I have done all the details well. Is it not worth fifty pounds?
I still think it's very cheap. "
Chuxun blushed. What did he mean by "full of love"?
He immediately turned hostile. "I'm not buying it."
Lin Yanchen hurriedly said, `Yes, I'll buy it. '
To be honest, he had never bought such a cheap painting in his life. In his opinion, he was willing to pay for it even if there were three or four zeros behind the price.
Lin Yanchen still bought the painting for fifty pounds. He was very satisfied and also spent a few pounds to buy an old painting tube to protect the painting. He held it in his arms.
Chuxun felt embarrassed and said awkwardly, `You're really spending money recklessly. You're also stupid. You were cheated. '
Lin Yanchen suddenly kissed him. I like it very much.
Chuxun was caught off guard and was kissed. He said, `Don't do this on the streets. '
Lin Yanchen obediently received the lesson. `Oh, then I'll kiss you again when we get back. I'll kiss you enough. '
The next morning.
Chuxun woke up early and wiped the white fog from the window. He saw that the originally green courtyard was wrapped in silver overnight.
When he woke up, he didn't feel Lin Yanchen lying beside him.
Where did Lin Yanchen go?
Chuxun changed his clothes and left the bedroom.
But this house was frighteningly big. He didn't know where to find Lin Yanchen.
Chuxun wandered in the corridor. It was a world of ice and snow outside, but there were flowers on the table in the warm room. This was a very strange scene. Chuxun stopped.
Chuxun hesitated. He even wondered if meeting Lin Yanchen was just a dream. Perhaps it was just a dream when he was dying. Only in a dream would there be such a cute and young boy fall in love with him. But what was the difference between a dream and reality?
Reality was the world that people lived in. If he didn't wake up and lived in this dream, then could this dream be called reality?
Chuxun was absent-minded when a living person suddenly appeared beside him.
The butler Eide floated to his side like a shadow. "Good afternoon, Mr. Chu.
Please come with me. "
Chuxun asked, "Where are we going?"
Eide said respectfully, "You will know when you follow me."
Chuxun followed Eide. Eide handed him a coat and gloves and opened the door for him. "Mr. Lin is waiting for you."
Chuxun dressed neatly. He didn't know why, so he slightly frowned and walked outside. The snow was not deep, only reaching his ankles.
Chuxun looked around. Not to mention Lin Yanchen's figure, he didn't see anyone nearby. Strange.
Where's Xiao Lin?
The masked butler didn't seem to be lying.
At this time, Chuxun finally heard a different sound.
Thump thump thump, thump thump thump, thump thump thump.
Where did he hear it?
Chuxun thought for a moment and remembered. It was the sound of horse hooves.
Chuxun turned his head and saw a small black shadow approaching from a distance. Lin Yanchen was riding a white horse, stepping on the snow. He was wearing a black and red riding suit, like a cluster of fire.
Lin Yanchen stopped the horse in front of him and smiled brightly. "A Xun!"
He was very handsome, but Chuxun frowned and asked doubtfully, "You … went riding a horse in the snow early in the morning?"
Lin Yanchen was stunned and asked back, "Am I not good at riding?
Is riding a white horse not handsome in the snow? "
Chuxun understood in hindsight and smiled. "Don't tell me that you secretly got up so early to ride a horse to give me a surprise just to show off.
Are you a child? "
Lin Yanchen was exposed, but he wasn't angry. He said frankly, "Children can't ride as well as me."
He asked again, "Do you want to ride?"
Chuxun refused without hesitation. "No, the weather is so cold and the snow is slippery. It's dangerous. I don't want to play. I want to go back and warm the stove."
Lin Yanchen got off the horse. Chuxun walked over, took off his gloves, and pinched his face with his warm hands. "Look at your face. It's cold."
Lin Yanchen was led by Chuxun back to the big house.
It was almost noon and they had lunch. Lin Yanchen asked, "The snow stopped. Are we still going to play archery?"
Chuxun still said, "It's cold. I'm not going.
Just stay by my side. "
Lin Yanchen thought about it and said, "Okay, then let's play games."
Chuxun felt that the time he spent with Lin Yanchen was the time he played games the most. When he was young, the Internet was not developed. His friends would go to Internet cafes and game halls to play games. Although he was like this, he secretly went to play a few times when he was underage. He was careful and controlled his time well. His parents and teachers never found out. Everyone still thought of him as a model child.
Now that he thought about it, there was actually a rebellious factor in him. It was just that he didn't have the chance to show it before.
When he was in his teens and twenties, he also liked to play games. But after work, he was too busy and didn't have time to play games.
"Invincible Immortal."
A few days ago, when he was in the hospital recovering from his foot injury, he played games with Xiao Lin day and night.
Even if he didn't go out, he was still very happy to play with Xiao Lin.
But today, Chuxun really couldn't be happy.
After playing a few games, Lin Yanchen gradually sensed that Chuxun was in low spirits today. He didn't know why he was unhappy, so he asked, "What's wrong?
Are you not feeling well? "
Chuxun forced himself to be alert and forced a smile. "No, it's not your fault.
I'm just a little dizzy. I want to take a nap. "
Chuxun didn't think it was good for him to be like this.
It was said that people would become drowsy when faced with an unsolvable problem. This was the body's subconscious avoidance of reality.
He had slept until almost eleven o 'clock, but after only two or three hours, he was sleepy again. He slept until five o' clock. The sky outside was gradually darkening.
Lin Yanchen woke him up to eat. He had just woken up and his body was a little hot. Lin Yanchen touched his forehead worriedly and said suspiciously, "I think you're sick. I'll get you a doctor."
Chuxun said, "I don't think it's anything. I'm just a little tired and want to sleep.
Get me a thermometer and I'll measure my temperature. "
His temperature was a little high, but it was within the normal range. Chuxun said, "See, I'm not sick."
Lin Yanchen said absurdly, "Then you must be tired to go downstairs to eat. I'll get someone to bring the food in. You can eat in bed."
This was too lazy. Chuxun shook his head. "No, I'll get up."
Chuxun didn't have a good appetite. Recently, his appetite didn't seem to be very good. A few days ago, he thought it was because he was on the road, but he had been at the manor for three days.
He didn't get carsick or airsick. When he first started traveling, his appetite was very good.
An ominous premonition floated in his heart … In the end, he couldn't avoid it.
Chuxun only ate a little. He was thinking about how to tell Lin Yanchen.
Maybe he should tell him tomorrow.
Tomorrow, he would tell him first thing in the morning.
In the end, Lin Yanchen asked him with dissatisfaction, "A Xun, what's wrong?
What are you hiding from me? "
Chuxun hesitated and said, "Nothing … I'll tell you tomorrow."
Lin Yanchen was angry. "Tell me now!
Otherwise I can't sleep. "
The room suddenly became quiet. There was only the crackling sound of the burning pine in the fireplace.
Chuxun lowered his eyelashes. The soft light covered his face. He sighed and said helplessly, "Didn't you notice?
Xiao Lin, today is December 23rd. "
Lin Yanchen didn't react for a moment. "What's wrong?"
Chuxun said neither too fast nor too slow, "On the 26th of last month, we agreed to be together for a month … To be precise, it was four weeks."
He didn't know why he felt like his heart was being squeezed when he said this.
Lin Yanchen felt like he was hit in the head. He had been having so much fun that he forgot to count the days. He suddenly panicked. "You were injured and recuperating for four days. Does that count?
I don't think it counts. "
Chuxun said, "How does it not count?
I didn't give you any days off. You were with me the whole time. I was very satisfied. "
Lin Yanchen frowned. "I don't think it counts."
Chuxun heard him act so shamelessly and shook his head with a smile. "Xiao Lin, you don't have to be like this."
He gathered his strength and stood up. He walked to Lin Yanchen's side and held Lin Yanchen's hand. Lin Yanchen looked down at him. Chuxun saw his reflection in those eyes and his heart softened.
Chuxun smiled and said gently and gratefully, "Xiao Lin, I've been very happy these days."
"Thank you for being with me. It's time. I should go."