When Yu Sheng arrived at the Internet cafe, Jin Linkun was reclining on the sofa doing some quizzes.
He didn’t go in right away, leaned the umbrella against the door, and stood there watching for a while.
Jin Linkun actually doesn’t dislike lectures, and even likes to help others. The audience of the lecture topics that day extended from Group 7 to half a summer camp. This person was able to speak well, and he was able to grasp all kinds of knowledge points at his fingertips.
Yu Sheng was still memorising the book at first that day, but unconsciously turned his attention to him, and when he realised it, he had already sketched half of the illustration*.
*(the tiny Q drawing of Jin Linkun)
Yu Sheng actually didn’t think about anything else that day, but he just thought that Jin Linkun at that time… was so damn handsome.
It wasn’t until someone brought up something that had almost been forgotten that he suddenly had a thought.
Jin Linkun should have been like this in the winter camp of the competition where he was wrongfully accused of cheating back then.
He took the test paper handed over and played the game casually while answering the questions eloquently.
While talking endlessly, he patiently and meticulously explained each point clearly, repeating it tirelessly if they couldn’t understand it, and summarised all the key points after the lecture.
Yu Sheng grabbed the plastic bag in his hand, pushed open the door, and entered the private room where he had stayed many times.
Sensing someone entering the door, Jin Linkun paused the pen in his hand and raised his head.
His mind is too chaotic, he has all kinds of thoughts, so he can only come here to brush up the questions first to be quiet and quiet. Seeing Yu Sheng at a glance, without turning his head, he put down his pen and raised his arm towards the door like a zombie*.
*(
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Yu Sheng: “…”
Jin Linkun: “…”
Jin Linkun himself felt that this posture, looking about to embrace him enthusiastically, was a bit abrupt, so he coughed lightly in embarrassment, raised his hand halfway, and turned a corner to touch his nose.
But Yu Sheng had already thrown the plastic bag he was carrying into the sofa with a clatter, and walked over in a few steps.
Before Jin Linkun could react, Yu Sheng pulled him up, raised his arms, and hugged him fully in his arms.
The boy’s breath was clean, with a bit of freshness and coolness unique to after the rain, and the strength of his arms was so strong that it cannot be ignored.
Jin Linkun’s chest was suddenly suffocated and he couldn’t breathe.
He opened his mouth a few times, but failed to make a sound, bent his back a little bit, closed his eyes and leaned on his shoulder: “Yu Sheng—”
Yu Sheng: “I’m here.”
Jin Linkun was speechless again.
Yu Sheng supported him with his arm, let him lean on his shoulder, and patted him on the back with one hand: “Kunshen, when you really want to cry, there is no shame in shedding two tears.”
Jin Linkun was slightly dumbstruck, and rested quietly on him for a while, then smiled lightly: “…I don’t want to cry.”
His roommate sometimes calls him Kunshen together with others.
When his rank fell drastically playing games with him, when he was annoying him to no avail, when he was going to reply back a cheeky remark…
When he wanted to joke around, or when he really didn’t want to joke around.
Jin Linkun could tell what Yu Sheng was feeling.
He didn’t want to make Yu Sheng worry, and he didn’t expect Yu Sheng to get the news so quickly. He leaned on the other person’s shoulder, then let go of his hand a little, and said: “It’s okay, it will be fine in a while, sorry I let you worry—”
Yu Sheng interrupted directly: “I’ll give you three more seconds to think about whether to be polite to me or to hug me for another minute.”
The voice in the ear stopped abruptly.
The arms around his back suddenly tightened, making him almost out of breath.
Yu Sheng didn’t speak, grabbed Jin Linkun’s neckline, pulled him off, and pressed him into his neck.
…Why is this man so tall?
He even had to pull him down for a hug. Yu Sheng held his elbow and held his breath for a while, but he still couldn’t help but tiptoed secretly.
Jin Linkun, who was still buried in his neck without moving, suddenly moved slightly, before hesitating to speak: “Friend——”
Yu Sheng: “Shut up.”
Jin Linkun was very obedient, and buried his face in his neck for a while, but still couldn’t hold back, his shoulders trembled slightly.
“…” Yu Sheng took a deep breath: “You’d better shed some tears now, or cry twice, so that I can believe that you are crying because you are too upset or too agitated—”
Jin Linkun: “Pfft.”
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Jin Linkun, who was beaten up again, collapsed on the sofa, rubbed his chest, and coughed with laughter: “Friend, don’t worry, I will never tell you about your tiptoes…”
Yu Sheng was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and pressed him into the sofa: “Tell me, how do you want to die, steamed or fried.”
“Too big to be steamed.” Jin Linkun had a good temper, and raised his arms to hug him again, wrapping him in his arms: “Yu Sheng.”
His voice was a little soft, Yu Sheng frowned, and stopped pushing the man in front of him into the crack of the sofa: “What?”
Jin Linkun didn’t speak, and put his arms behind his back, letting him lean on him.
He’s actually not feeling bad.
Everything is completely over, what should be clarified is actually clarified, and what should be paid for has finally been paid for.
The text message he received today was sent by Yan Zhi and a few people. He wrote a lot, probably apologising and explaining something. He didn’t read it carefully, and he didn’t plan to read it carefully.
Everything in the past seemed to come to an end at the moment of receiving that text message.
Everything after that is new.
He also couldn’t tell what he was thinking, maybe it was just that a certain emotion that had been stuck in his chest had completely dissipated, and instead he felt a little empty.
But even this feeling of emptiness, at some point, has been filled to the brim.
Jin Linkun buried him in his neck, his voice muffled: “Hold me for a while.”
“…”
Yu Sheng began to feel vaguely that this man seemed to use this trick every time to escape another beating.
He doesn’t know how long they’ve been hugging, Yu Sheng spread his arms over his shoulders, reached over, and fished out the plastic bag.
When he came, he bought two cans of beer, opened them and pushed them over, opened another can himself, and drank a couple of sips before Jin Linkun opened his mouth to control him.
The foam of beer sounded softly in his throat, and he drank it coldly down his throat.
Yu Sheng exhaled lightly, and raised his head to speak, but found something wrong with Jin Linkun’s expression.
Strictly speaking, there’s probably something wrong with wanting to spit out that sip of beer but not daring to spit it out.
Yu Sheng tensed his back, stood up quickly, grabbed Jin Linkun by the collar and twisted it, making him spray the mouthful of wine into the open space.
The reaction was too strong, Yu Sheng didn’t dare to let him continue drinking, and took the can of beer back: “Are you allergic to alcohol?”
“…No.” Jin Linkun adjusted his glasses, a little depressed, “It’s just that I’m not used to drinking.”
Yu Sheng thought that it was not just because he was not used to drinking, so he found a mop and dragged it a few times, then pulled two pieces of paper and stuffed them to him: “I remember some people are already adults.”
Jin Linkun: “…”
Yu Sheng emphasised: “Some people have grown up, but they still can only drink Wangzai milk and Wahaha, and they can’t even drink beer.”
“…” Jin Linkun: “My friend, let’s discuss it and get even—”
Yu Sheng: “Deal.”
When he came out of the Internet cafe and was about to go back after paying the bill, Yu Sheng suddenly recalled the previous situation, which seemed a little familiar.
He has too many things to remember. Generally, such things are automatically classified into short-term temporary memory. People who have met them once or twice can’t remember them. Every time they are asked to recall back, they have to think about them carefully.
But he still felt that one afternoon last winter, when he was really bored and came out to play games, he seemed to be sprayed with beer all over by a nerd wearing a provincial school uniform.
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But nothing special seemed to have happened.
After such a long time, the impression of that time has become very blurred.
Group 7 were waiting and Yu Sheng didn’t think much about it, and without further delay, he dragged Jin Linkun over the wall and went straight back to the preparation room.
When the figures of the two people appeared at the door, the entire Group 7 couldn’t hold back and cheered loudly.
Even Ding Zhengjiao, who has always been soft-spoken, didn’t restrain the students around him. The boys rushed towards the door excitedly, and the eyes of the girls were also red.
Jin Linkun vaguely recalled the past when he was held down for some kind of “God of learning’s luck”. He instinctively paused when he entered the door, and before he could get out, he was blocked by Yu Sheng who followed behind.
“Go.” Yu Sheng patted him on the shoulder, eyebrows raised slightly, “There are so many friends waiting for you.”
Jin Linkun was slightly stunned, his pupils lighted up quietly for a while, and he couldn’t help pulling the corners of his lips, and nodded slightly.
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Before returning to his senses, Liang Yifan, who was the first to break through, had already rolled up his sleeves, and threw himself at him.
“Do it!”
Ding Zhengjiao commanded well: “Tickle him wherever, you must give Kunshen a lesson to remember. You are not allowed to leave the team at will next time—Lao Xia, hold down the legs, Cen Rui, give Sheng-ge Kunshen’s glasses!”
Yu Sheng only had time to raise his hand to pick up the pair of glasses, and quickly took a few steps back, watching Jin Linkun being submerged in the crowd.
The crowd was so fierce that Jin Linkun had to go back and change his clothes before the evening performance.
Anyway, he was going to be on stage at night, so Yu Sheng simply went back with him and changed into his stage clothes in advance.
As the only two people in the group with normal attire, Yu Sheng and Jin Linkun still maintained the standard shirt style.
The slim shirt can just embellish the narrow and straight waistline of a boy of this age. Yu Sheng didn’t usually dress like this, and when he came back after changing his clothes, the whole of Group 7 remained silent for a long time.
“So the aura actually depends on the shirt?”
Xia Junhua was longing for it, and couldn’t help but envy: “It’s been the second time that the forum has blown up. Sheng-ge may not know how many photos they took along the way.”
Ding Zhengjiao also participated, and added earnestly: “It depends on the figure and the shirt. Sheng-ge’s figure is really well hidden by the T-shirt and sweater.”
“Let’s talk about this later.” Cen Rui, the most popular, held up his mobile phone, feeling overwhelmed, “Can I give out your phone numbers too? Let’s say Sheng-ge is all about studying and not dating, and his workload has skyrocketed. I don’t really like being the person turning down all of these requests…”
The people in Group 7 were all in the preparation room behind the rostrum in the auditorium, and Yu Sheng was dragged over by Ding Zhengjiao again, begging him to go over the process one last time.
When he came back, he happened to see Jin Linkun changing into the bear’s one-piece suit very cooperatively while talking to Lao Wan.
This is Lao Wan’s idea, let Jin Linkun wear this outfit on stage, and then take it off when playing the piano, hoping to create a sharp visual contrast, so as to highlight his handsomeness later.
The original plan was for two people to come together. In view of the strong desire to survive in the entire Group 7, this plan was only sent to Ding Zhengjiao, and it became Sheng-ge who was in charge of looking good, and Kunshen who was in charge of creating the contrast.
Jin Linkun didn’t resist wearing this outfit at first, but regretted his roommate’s firm stand: “My friend, is there no chance at all?”
“No.” Yu Sheng flatly vetoed, “Don’t even think about it.”
It was hard for Jin Linkun not to think about it, he opened his mouth, sat down regretfully, and continued to flip through the piano score.
He is tall and broad-shouldered, even if he wears this kind of cartoon-shaped clothes, with the zipper open and no hood on, he can still show a tall and straight figure.
“To be honest, I think Kunshen is still handsome even in this outfit.”
In order to protect Yu Sheng from peach blossom debts, Cen Rui had to resort to everything he could to save himself. He secretly took a few photos of Kunshen: “It’s not cute at all, and it’s still far from the image that those little girls imagined…”
Xia Junhua agreed very much: “It’s like the parents of students who come to cooperate with guest performances in theatrical performances.”
“…”
Before he knew it, he had been promoted to be the parent of the entire Group 7 this time. Jin Linkun memorised the other part of the score, and got up to try it out a little.
Yu Sheng entered the dressing room, and was about to adjust his appearance on stage for the last time, when his phone suddenly rang.
There were too many people who came to ask about Yu Sheng’s contact information, and one after another was blocked, and they might die if he noticed they secretly took pictures of him.
Cen Rui had no way to advance or retreat, and was forced to accept the task of “providing rare and cute photos of Kunshen”. As a comfort to everyone who couldn’t see Jin Linkun in this outfit in real life. As he was busy sending the photos in the group, someone accidentally pulled Sheng-ge into the group.
Cen Rui: Kunshen looks like this [picture], at this height he looks handsome in everything, but it is impossible for him to be as cute as Sheng-ge. I’ve tried my best, I’ll give you the photos, please let our Sheng-ge off, he only has learning in his heart!!!
Yu Sheng looked at the phone and frowned.
…What is this height?
He is only a little shorter than Jin Linkun, and he can reach his height on his tiptoes.
No matter how you look at it, that sentence is not pleasing to the eye. Yu Sheng pursed his lips, put down his phone, and looked at the little dinosaur jumpsuit piled up in the corner of the fitting room.
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Update: 2 days later~
- After becoming enemies with the lord god
- Blog
- Completed
- Don't talk to me!
- Dropped
- Ghost Marriage
- Hunger Academy
- I opened a safe house in the Infinite Stream
- Notices
- Ongoing
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