kissing sparrow

Chapter 62 Hickey

Imagining Lu Heyang's expression on the opposite side, Fu Xun was the first to laugh in a good mood. He suddenly regretted why the call just now was not a video call.

He heard the sound of Lu Heyang's chopsticks not holding steady and hitting the edge of the bowl, then he took out a piece of paper and swished the table.

When the phone was picked up again, Lu Heyang cleared his throat, each word seemed to burn his mouth: "Don't talk nonsense."

"I'm telling the truth." Fu Xun said, and then the sound of closing the car door, his voice suddenly became clear, and the concerned emotion was highlighted with a clear tone, as if a slammed water belt was punctured. balloon, the water inside flew down, "Are you cold?"

The voice is a little hoarse, the nasal cavity is beginning to be blocked, and the nasal sound is probably a little heavy.

"A little bit." Lu Heyang replied.

"Blame me." Fu Xun said.I don't know if he blamed himself for not being around to take care of him, or if he accurately pinpointed that the cold came from the love that he had in a hurry in the morning.

After telling me to take medicine and rest more, then the signal suddenly became poor, Fu Xun was forced to cut off the call, and sent another emoji.

Lu Heyang hovered his finger on the interface, and finally replied, I love you.It's still an emoji.

The next few days became more difficult every day.

Not so obvious, but the next day is always a little bit more advanced than the previous day.

Lu Heyang suspects that missing is a weight, one second more time, one more weight, his scale is almost overwhelmed.

On the third day of the cold, I had a low-grade fever. In the morning, I still managed to go to morning class. In the afternoon, I came back to take medicine and wrapped myself in a bedding to sweat.He fell into a drowsy sleep, obviously only slept for three hours, but it seemed like he had slept for three days.

When I woke up again, it was after nine o'clock, my breathing was still hot, and my spine was numb from sleep.I touched my forehead, but it completely cooled down. It seemed that the fever had subsided, but my whole body was dripping with sweat.

He got out of bed to take a shower, took off his shirt, and the hickey stretching from his neck to his chest was reflected in the mirror, especially where the ring fell, which was deliberately deepened.But the body is repairing itself, and the hickey has begun to fade, from bright red to dark purple, and even the purple is mottled, like a very thin stroke in an ink painting.

Lu Heyang wondered again and again whether he would come back before the hickey completely disappeared.

After taking a bath, he felt refreshed, so he opened a gap in the balcony window to take a breath.

The wind was as cool as water, and the sky was still gloomy. He suspected that rainwater was accumulating in places farther than his eyesight.The phone kept vibrating in his palm, and he turned it over to see that it was Fu Xun's video call.

He pushed down his half-dry hair, tried his best to make himself look less embarrassed, and then connected.

The camera on the other side is facing the ground, the picture is so dark and dynamic that it is difficult to see clearly, only the creaking sound of Fu Xun's snow boots stepping into the deep snow layer, and occasionally the brittle sound of dead branches breaking. ring.

"You are……"

Before the word "Where" could be said, the camera suddenly lifted up, and in the distance where the snow-covered mountains and the vast forest connected to the sky, a huge, magnificent and extremely gorgeous aurora flashed.

The visual impact is hard to describe in words. If human eyesight can easily distinguish the rainbow into seven colors, it is difficult not to face the aurora.It is like the luxurious clothes of a goddess, exhausting the most beautiful colors in the world, they are perfectly blended and glowing gradually, sweeping thousands of miles into the sky, and blooming in front of his eyes.

The eye sockets were hot, and tiny particles stood up on the skin. It was difficult to suppress the shock of scalp tingling. This was an extreme romance that spanned a distance.

"Does it look good?" Fu Xun yelled from the other side, his voice was very forceful, but the incoming camera through the thick scarf was reduced to just the right volume, with heavy panting.

"I passed by Iceland in the afternoon, and I want to show you too."

The camera turned back, and Fu Xun appeared in the camera, wrapped tightly, but his exposed skin was still red from the cold. Every time he exhaled white air, he would immediately cover his face, like a steam engine that was constantly running, and his whole body was shaking. Illuminated against the aurora in the background.

Lu Heyang had the urge to cry for a moment, it didn't seem to be because of grievances, nor because of excessive longing, these seemed to be bearable, but what was unbearable was that the person in front of him was separated by mountains and rivers, holding the sincerity in front of him.

Fu Xun sensed something was wrong, bit off the glove with his teeth, stretched out his frozen red fingers to wipe the screen of the phone, and raised the phone up to see it more clearly.

"You are by the window? The buttons are not fastened." Fu Xun saw a faint mark on the other party's collarbone, and he realized that even though he tried his best to keep himself busy, even this ambiguous trace could easily arouse his desire. He thinks that he can't think about it, think about his body, his kiss, or do nothing, just watch him curl up his feet on the hanging chair, bask in the sun and turn a page of a book; want to share all the good things For him, the stained glass of the Spanish church, the Normandy veal steak with rich cream and mushroom sauce, the beach and the lake, the snow-capped mountains and the aurora, "Go back to the bedroom, you've already caught a cold."

Lu Heyang climbed onto the bed again, covered his cold toes with the quilt, and the camera zoomed past the antipyretics on the bedside table, and was captured by Fu Xun with sharp eyes.

"You have a fever?"

Lu Heyang sniffed again, and stretched out his hand to push the antipyretic medicine away: "I had a fever in the afternoon, and it has subsided now."

Fu Xun promised: "I will go back as soon as possible."

But no matter how fast it is, after all, it will be transnational, and his anxiety will not reach the ground.

"Don't worry, the fever has subsided." Lu Heyang replied hastily, "Really."

Then he showed the thermometer to the camera, it was too blurry, the scale was so tiny that it was impossible to see clearly, and it passed by: "You work hard over there."

Fu Xun nodded, and said, "I'll bring you with me next time."

Lu Heyang smiled and said "OK".

On the fifth day, I received a postcard from Fu Xun.The front is a photographic work, which was shot at the Bonifacre Bridge in Bruges, Belgium. A canal flows under the bridge. The river water is like a mirror reflecting the extremely bright blue. The low-rise brick-red buildings are dotted with beautiful figures.

Turned over, it is Fu Xun's pen writing——

Lotus Yang:

I used to think that I couldn't do this kind of thing. You know me best. Even when you are studying, you don't want to write an extra word in your composition.Passing through Bruges today, I suddenly wanted to write and send you a few words.But when it really falls on paper, I feel that the description is boring, which is less than one ten-thousandth of being in it.I don’t know if you want to hear me say that the baked apples in Bruges are delicious, the Gothic buildings are shining in the sunset, and there are women in headscarves asking me if I want to buy flowers on the street today, I think of you first .

love you xun

trip over tin box

*Boniface Bridge, also known as "Love at First Sight Bridge"