The Evening Breeze Kisses the Loquat Tree
晚风吻过枇杷树
by Yuyan (屿琰)
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 7k Words
- Genre
- Danmei (BL)
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 8mo ago
- Source
- JJWXC
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Title: "Evening Wind Kisses the Loquat Tree" Theme: Campus / Healing / Secret Love Comes True / Two-way Redemption / Keywords: band, provincial key senior high school students, family trauma, competition recommendation, summer rainstorm, loquat tree, reunion after breaking the mirror. —————————— Chapter 1: Loquat Yellow in May (Trial Reading) 1 "Shen Yan, you wrote 'Q' as '9' again." Zhou Yin pushed the exercise book back and tapped his fingertips twice on the table. The sound was very soft, but it was like a drumstick falling on Shen Yan's nerves. "Oh." Shen Yan squeezed the rubber in his palm until it was hot, and then slowly changed it. Rubber shavings fell on the cuffs of his school uniform, like flakes of snow blown down by the May wind. The classroom window was open, and the shadow of the loquat tree fell on the papers, trembling. Class 1, Grade 3, of the Provincial High School, studying the second period in the evening. The fan squeaked and turned, and the teacher on duty's high heels knocked back and forth in the corridor. When Shen Yan raised his head, he saw that the side of Zhou Yin's face was illuminated by a cold white light from the lamp, but his eyelashes were as soft as feathers. This person, with good grades, good looks, and a good temper - is exactly his "student horse" Shen Yan. ——He is also the person he has secretly liked since he was thirteen years old. 2 When the bell rang, Zhou Yin placed a peeled loquat on the corner of Shen Yan's desk. The pulp is illuminated by the night light and becomes transparent, like swaying honey. "Tomorrow, Saturday, the band will rehearse." Zhou Yin said in a low voice, but with a smile, "Are you coming?" Shen Yan took the loquat into his mouth, it was sweet but a little sour. "Come," he said. In fact, what he wants to say is: As long as you are here, I will come. 3 But on Saturday, the rain came first. Shen Yan squatted outside the equipment room, and the rain curtain connected the sky and the earth into a gray patchwork. Drummer Ayuan sent a WeChat message: [Lao Zhou was taken away by his father. Shen Yan stared at the words, his heart swollen from the rain. Zhou Yin's father - Zhou Jun, a legendary alumnus of the city's No. 1 Middle School and owner of a construction group - looked down upon his son who was "not doing his job properly" the most. Shen Yan knew that Zhou Yin would be beaten tonight. He held an umbrella and ran all the way to the bus stop outside Zhou's villa. On a rainy night, he saw Zhou Yin, wearing a thin school uniform shirt, kneeling on the cobblestone path. The rain dripped down his chin, and he held something tightly in his arms. Shen Yan got closer and realized that it was an old guitar. ——One of the strings has been broken. Shen Yan raised the umbrella above Zhou Yin's head. Zhou Yin raised his head, his eyes were frighteningly red, but he was still smiling: "Why are you here?" Shen Yan didn't answer, just squatted down and wiped the rain from his face with his sleeves. "Shen Yan." Zhou Yin's voice was hoarse, "Can I give you a hug? Just for a moment." Shen Yan held the umbrella handle in his mouth and put his arms around Zhou Yin's shoulders. The sound of rain drowned out my heartbeat. Character Card (Core) Shen Yan (Shou) 17-22 years old, grew up in a single-parent family, was a recommended student in mathematics competition, looks cold on the outside, but is actually gentle and fragile. The biggest secret: 613 unsent letters written to Zhou Yin since he was thirteen. Keywords: Guqin, rubber crumbs, old Walkman, high fever on a rainy night. Zhou Yin (attack) 17-22 years old, son of a construction tycoon, lead singer and guitarist, a PTSD patient with a perfect appearance. The biggest secret: I wrote an unfinished song for Shen Yan - "Evening Breeze" when I was in the third year of junior high school. Keywords: broken string guitar, band-aid, loquat leaf bookmark, insomnia. Motto: Fate is fair