Love Delusion

Lin Anran was steaming hot after taking a shower, her hair was wet, and her nose was still red.

He was sitting on the sofa, and Shang Hao was working hard and blowing his hair behind him.

Just now, Shang Hao told him "It's my fault" for the first time, and he quickly replied "I'm sorry". After the two apologized to each other, the atmosphere became quiet again.

Shang Hao is obviously not a suitable master. Throw the hair dryer aside when you are done, leave it alone.

He sat back on the sofa and carried Lin Anran over. Seeing that he was silent, Lin Anran did not dare to speak casually. After a while, Shang Hao said to him, "I'll tell you a story."

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Back then, their school used the old-fashioned cold ringing bells, the old elder's rapid ringing, and there were echoes in the empty teaching building.

A long series of urging bells rang in the empty campus.

Today is Friday. Except for the students who have supplementary lessons in the third year of high school, most of the people in the school will be like birds and beasts as early as the third class. They go home, catch the bus, and play basketball... It was empty quickly.

Compared with the noisy scene in peacetime, the empty teaching building at this point in time is too quiet.

It was already the bell for the end of the fourth class in the afternoon, and even the canteen for the third year of high school not far away was opened. Now this point is the most deserted time in the teaching building.

It gets dark late in summer, and the street lights in the school come on ahead of schedule. It was late, but there was still a figure standing on the stairs of the teaching building. This high school boy had been there alone for a long time.

He is a transfer student from Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School. This is his second week in this school.

If someone has witnessed the whole process, they will find that this boy is like a game character stuck with a bug and has been stuck at the top of the stairs for a while.

Lin Anran, wearing the blue and white school uniform of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, was using both hands to lift a heavy solid wood desk to the top of the first step.

The school uniform is one size bigger and empty on him. If you walk fast, your clothes will flutter, like a kite.

At that time, the school used solid wood old-fashioned large desks. Even if boys come to move, they are mostly carried by two people together. It is even more difficult for a person to ignore the beginning and the end.

But at that time, Lin Anran was someone who would be prevaricated by his classmates to borrow something, so naturally there was no one who could help him. There was a sense of incompatibility in his whole body.

Lin Anran just transferred over last week. However, until the end of the week, the teacher discovered that one of the legs at the table he was sitting on was broken.

What I found was the math teacher in their class, not the head teacher. He only found out when he asked Lin Anran by accident.

Lin Anran heard an impatient "tsk" from the teacher on the podium, and there was a murmur of discussion in the class. He stood on the seat, lowering his head.

The male teacher asked him perfunctorily to go downstairs to get a table after class. He changed another person and then answered the question.

The boy sitting at the back of the classroom was quiet from the beginning to the end, and finally sat down with his head down.

However, without the class teacher's report in advance, Lin Anran had another person tossing and tossing in the General Affairs Office after school that day.

He stood in the corner of the office and waited. The teacher in the office suddenly had to deal with Lin Anran's trouble before leaving get off work. She didn't say anything, just rolled her eyes at Lin Anran several times.

Lin Anran got the table. He sweats on the palms of his hands and the tip of his nose, and his breathing has been irregular.

Finally got the table. A while ago, he could still use the drag to move this heavy solid wood table over, and he was embarrassed when he reached the stairs.

Lin Anran couldn't do anything, lifted his front foot and couldn't care about the back foot.

The person at the top of the stairs looked very strange, blushing and carrying the table, as if he was about to go to the table on the spot.

Lin Anran was still developing, she was thinner than now. He obviously couldn't do the table.

Before he successfully moved the table up, there was the sound of footsteps approaching him behind him.

The beads of sweat on Lin Anran's face kept dripping, rolling into the collar along his neck.

At this moment he was very embarrassed. It was because he didn't want to meet people, he did his best to choose the time period with the least number of people in the school, but he still ran into it.

At that time, Lin Anran was still young, and the symptoms of social fear were only serious. He is uncomfortable where others are.

Lin Anran struggled to move back the table that had just been lifted up to the first step, to make way for others to get out of the stairs.

He is suffering inside. He can only bite the bullet and lift it up.

The sound of the other party's footsteps was already close at hand, and his people were still stuck at the top of the stairs with a table.

That person had already walked behind Lin Anran. Lin Anran, with her back to the person, closed her eyes, and tried her best to suppress the high heart rate.

"what are you doing?"

A voice asked him.

When Lin Anran heard the question, she had to bite the bullet and turned her head to look at the person coming.

I haven't seen the face at first glance. This person was too tall, and Lin Anran kept looking up, only then could he see the person clearly.

The face of a strange and handsome boy.

His nose was thin, his face was expressionless, and his emotionless eyes looked down at him.

The other party rolled the sleeves of the short-sleeved school uniform over his shoulders, wearing a vest, with a basketball in his hand.

Right now there are only high school seniors who are still in school.

Lin Anran was stunned for a second before repliing with a squat: "I'm here, moving the table."

Obviously, the explanation is obviously nonsense. The tall boy looked at Lin Anran and the table. After a while, he said three words: "In the way."

Still an obvious nonsense.

Lin Anran also did not expect to be forced to continue the dialogue. His anxiety rose to a higher level, avoiding the other's sight and saying sorry, and then dragging the table back again vigorously.

The man stood one step away from Lin Anran and looked at it for a while without knowing his purpose. Until Lin Anran removed the desk, he suddenly stepped forward.

A shadow was covered in front of Lin Anran. The opponent's basketball was suddenly thrown over, and he almost missed it in a panic.

Lin Anran stared in amazement as the tall boy lifted his desk directly with both hands. He was still holding the basketball belonging to the opponent in his arms,

He had studied the technique of lifting the table for so long just now, and as a result, he was able to reduce it for ten times, and he lifted it up easily and rudely.

"What class?" he asked Lin Anran back.

Lin Anran stunned and replied: "Class 12..."

He quickly added another sentence: "Thank you classmate!"

That person: "What floor?"

Lin Anran reacted a little faster here, and said, "Fifth Floor."

At that time, Lin Anran didn't realize what was wrong. This person doesn't even know how many classes are on which floor, he seems to be in the third year of high school. What's more, this is a first-year high school teaching building, so how could I just block his way? Even if it is really in the way, there is more than one staircase going upstairs.

At that time, 19-year-old Shang Hao raised the desk of 16-year-old Lin Anran. He was so cold that he walked upstairs without saying a word, looking effortless.

Lin Anran hurriedly followed up with Shang Hao's basketball, wiping his sweat.

Their desks are made of solid wood, and the arms on both sides of the teenager's desk have bulged strong and smooth muscle lines. But he climbed the stairs effortlessly, his pace was steady, and he didn't slow down.

Lin Anran was dumbfounded at the time. He stared at the back walking in front of him in a daze, only feeling extremely reliable.

On the fifth floor, it was very hard to lift it up. If it was Lin Anran who would be struggling by himself today, I still don't know how long to toss.

Lin Anran grabbed the basketball and climbed to the fifth floor. He started to gasp again. Shang Hao never put the table down from his hands during the whole process, and moved directly into their class all the way.

Lin Anran sat in the corner of the back door of the class. The moment Shang Hao put down the table, Lin Anran next to him immediately pinched and stepped on the rhythm to say thank you.

He has been accumulating power for a while, and is waiting to send this "thank you" to Shang Hao.

Shang Hao didn't look like the kind of person who would rarely say thank you.

The golden red sunset came in from the back door of the classroom. The senior high school students who had finished eating came back from the dining hall one after another, and the playground downstairs became lively, and the noisy sounds seemed to be far away from them. The shadows of the two teenagers stretched on the ground and overlapped.

He stared at Lin Anran for a while, and asked him, "What is your name?"

He had light on his back, and fine gold rims gleamed on his hair and ears.

As a person with a serious lack of social experience, Lin Anran does not understand the process of interpersonal communication. His only hope is that the other party does not think he is weird.

"I am Lin Anran."

I remembered that the other party had just helped me. Lin Anran hurriedly replied, "Classmate, what is your name?"

Now I want to come to some things that really come with personality. The appearance of Shang Hao at the time was indeed very arrogant, and Lin Anran, who was extremely slow in it, couldn't feel it.

What he said at the time, Lin Anran did not hear clearly the first time, and looked at him with blank and guilty eyes.

Shang Hao said it again and asked him to call him Brother Hao.

Lin Anran was ridiculed no matter where he knew. He obediently called: "Brother Hao."

"Thank you Brother Hao."

His voice is the same as that of his people, without any confidence, following the flow, soft and kneadable.

The hair on his forehead was a bit longer, covering his eyes slightly. Lin Anran is not used to looking at people, he habitually presses his lips.

The golden red sunset passed behind Shang Hao, leaking a few rays, and fell into Lin Anran's eyes.

A pair of clear, black and white eyes.

The atmosphere at the time was as quiet as a dream. If Shang Hao's life is a movie, then watching this scene many years later is still the quietest and most silent climax.

Without any notice or creation, the scene that would remain in his mind for a lifetime suddenly appeared.

One day after many years, Shang Hao, who was still single, was finally able to confirm his sexuality. He recalled exactly when it happened, and the first reaction was now, this moment.

But at the time, the young human male was so arrogant and defiant that he didn't take this moment seriously.

Just a glance. It is simply inexplicable, unreasonable, or crazy.

Later, he was always dominated by his subconscious mind to look for such a pair of eyes, exactly the same arc, exactly the same clear and quiet pair of young eyes.

It turns out that Lin Anran was not only his sexual enlightenment, but also his aesthetic enlightenment.

He was really too young at the time, and he didn't know that the aftershock of that glance would later affect the second half of his life.

He is crazy. With a glance, he missed for almost ten years.

After many years

He would tattoo on his arm when he was studying abroad, "I must have said I love you hundreds of years ago."

At that time, Shang Hao only felt that this was a good and appropriate statement.

He must have said that he loves you to such a person hundreds of years ago, and he was awakened from such a long love on the first day he saw Lin Anran.

In his opinion, this is not about missing, it is about his first love. Otherwise, how to explain that a person will chase after a pair of eyes for many years.