In the year when the moss on the wall penetrated into the palm lines, the moonlight falling from the corner of the eaves shattered into pieces of silver on Lin Shuwu's brow bone.
Faced with Fu Mu's enthusiastic matchmaking, neither of them wanted to show weakness. One didn't want to call the other "brother", while the other bluntly said that he didn't need such a "dodder" who grew up relying on his family.
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The ashes of the funeral fermented in the fourteen-year-old torrential rain. Fu Feiyu counted the mold spots growing in the cracks in the mourning hall, until the black coat wrapped in the damp bitter orange fragrance overwhelmed him.
The man's fingertips left bruises on his cheekbones, but planted a prophecy in his cochlea: "Come with me now, and I will fight for you if the sky falls."
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The heavy rain on the night when I was eighteen washed away all asymptotes. Fu Feiyu looked at his wet reflection in the opponent's pupils, and his Adam's apple rolled with unnamed parameters: "Brother, we shouldn't..."
Lin Shuwu said that homosexuality had been decriminalized in 2001, but Fu Feiyu's irises were still filled with paper dust.
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In the elevator room where we reunited after six years, the breathing frequency resonated in the Fibonacci sequence. Fu Feiyu counted the wrinkles in the other person's tie, and he suddenly remembered the love letters that had been burned over the years, and the function images hidden in the ashes - the peaks and troughs were all unfinished confessions.
"... Long time no see, brother."
"Long time no see, Nunnun."
Lin Shuwu lowered his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth: "I am the only one here."
This syllable is like a Möbius strip, folding six years into a hot topology.
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"Leave your heart to me for safekeeping, Lin Shuwu." Fu Feiyu said softly.
Every extreme point on the hand is engraved with the reverse I love you.
The age difference is six years
Intention: Each extreme point of the hand is engraved with the reverse "I love you".