Zhou Xu is thirty years old and is an associate professor at the university. He has a very caring personality. I have done everything from making hangover soup, tucking in quilts, cleaning up messes, but I don't know how to take care of my own heart.
Shen Du was a student he had sponsored. He used to be as thin as a bean sprout. Now he is twenty-six. He won a grand prize in Berlin and is 1.87 Meters tall. But in front of Zhou Xu, he was still the boy who could pull off clothes.
Four years ago, Shen Du kissed him while he was drunk and crying. Zhou Xu avoided him and said, "You are still young and can't distinguish between dependence and liking." Then he wrote a letter of recommendation and sent the person abroad.
When we met again in Berlin four years later, Shen Du asked with red eyes, "Brother, do you not want me anymore?" While viewing an exhibition, he met an old German couple who had held hands for fifty years. Shen Du was envious. Zhou Xu didn't say a word, but stretched out his hand and held his finger.
At this moment, he was photographed.
The photos were sent back to China, and Zhou Xu's application for "Young Distinguished Scholar" was rejected at the last hurdle. The dean came to talk to him: "Some people say that your personal ethics are hard to say, and that your student financial aid has gone abroad, and they even chased you and held your hand."
Zhou Xu didn't explain.
He didn't stay with Shen Du, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't dare - he was afraid that he would regret it in the future, and that he was afraid that he would delay him.
But despite the time difference, Shen Du sent messages every day: "Brother, you have me."
On one side were gossips, on the other were the people who had been waiting for him for four years.
When Zhou Xu turned thirty, he thought for the first time: What would happen if he lived for himself?
It's still snowing in Berlin. Someone is waiting for him to turn around.
Concept: Tiantian Xiaotian Shuiwen bl