Yu Heng'an, who has been dependent on his sister since childhood, was admitted to Hong'an University. On a drizzling June day, 18-year-old Yu Heng'an met 23-year-old Jiang Jing for the first time.
"He's very good-looking."
This was Yu Heng'an's first impression of him.
The second time I saw him was at the Rosewood Tavern. Yu Heng'an's eyes stayed on his gray T-shirt and silver pendant for a long time. He sat casually on the stage and sang in a low voice, which intentionally or unintentionally disturbed Yu Heng'an's heartstrings. Yu Heng'an felt nervous and turned around to stop looking at him. He secretly looked at his slightly awkward back on the stage.
The third time I saw him was not long after. Yu Heng'an finally knew his name:
Jiang Jing.
"Jiang Jing is very beautiful, Jiang Jing can sing, Jiang Jing is gentler than expected..." Yu Heng'an thought silently.
The fourth time, the fifth time, the sixth time... The days flew by like turning the calendar, and it was raining again. Jiang Jing, carrying his guitar on his back, picked up Yu Heng'an who was soaked in the rain on the road, and took it home.
"Why don't you go home?" He wiped Yu Heng'an's hair.
Yu Heng'an didn't speak, just looked at him with bright eyes.
"What are you..."
"The dormitory is closed." He answered the question inappropriately: "You, please take me in."
After Yu Heng'an said this, he went to take a shower, leaving Jiang Jing alone in the room.
He listened to the sound of raindrops blending with the sound of rain outside the window. Fragments of light and shadow flashed and climbed on the wall, like a psychedelic dream. The warmth from Yu Heng'an in his hand had not completely dissipated. He stared at the palm of his hand in a daze, feeling as if a piece of his heart had been burned off.
He raised his hand hesitantly, and quickly glanced at the hazy shadow in the bathroom. With slow movements, he put his hand on his lips and rubbed it twice.
My heart skipped a beat.
The sound of the shower echoed in the empty room, and the water vapor drifted out from the crack in the door, staining the warm yellow light in the room. Jiang Jing covered half of her face and lay down on the bed as if she had lost all her strength.
"Heng'an," he murmured, "What should I do with you?"
Innocent little fishing angel
Innocent male college student x future singing superstar
Intention: The pursuit of dreams, the courage to face reality