"Hey, I like you."
"Yeah."
"I said I like you."
"I know"
Two years later.
"Song Yucha, I like you." He lay on his desk and stared at him, his eyes like stars.
"Yes." The man continued to sign the document in his hand.
"Brother Yu Cha, I found that I fell in love with you."
The pen that signed the name was stunned for a moment, but only for half a second.
"Hey!" Seeing that Song Yucha didn't respond for a long time, he slapped the table angrily and said, "Why do you do this every time! If you do this again, be careful that I won't care about you any more!"
After the man finally finished signing, he closed the document in his hand with a snap, which frightened him half to death as he lay on the table filled with righteous indignation.
One year later
"Let's break up." He stood under the yellow street lamp and said to him standing on the other end of the umbrella.
"Why?" He asked. The heavy rain eroded all the dryness of the shoulders exposed outside the umbrella.
"I'm tired and don't want to continue."
Song Yucha didn't answer, and there was no sound between the two for a long time. After a long time, Song Yucha released his grip on the umbrella handle, gently put the umbrella handle into his hand, then turned around and left without any regret, disappearing into the rain in the night.
Two years later
"Song Yucha, let me go!"
"Shut up!"
Early the next morning, he saw marks all over his body and angrily yelled at the man sleeping next to him: "Yu Chaxiong! You beast!"
The man buried in the pillow had a satisfied smile on his face.