kiss Me

Chapter 106 Freedom

"is get out of class over?"

The bell rang just as the message appeared on the screen, and there was no time left behind.

Lin Wu raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at his brother's meaningless and even superfluous news, twirled the pen half a circle with interest, and tapped it on the table again.

"It's been a while..." He lowered his head and said softly.

The roommate sitting next to him thought that he was talking to him, and then complained a few words that the teacher was very procrastinating - only he knew that this sentence was not meant for the other party.

A few minutes later, until suggestive coughing sounded one after another, the old professor who was over sixty years old waved their hands and dismissed them from get out of class.

Lin Wu sat on the seat and stretched, signaling his roommate to go first, slowly packing his things in his hands, but his eyes were gazing towards the back door one by one—if he guessed right, it won't be long A familiar figure will appear there, pretending to come to pick him up after class.

After that day, Qin Shu's desire to control him was undisguised, blatant and natural, and he didn't know whether to blame it on Xiao Bie Sheng's new marriage, or some other reason that he had vaguely guessed, but didn't want to verify.

For example, I gave him a necklace, which is not a gift. It was just taken out in a very ordinary evening and worn around his neck in a kissing posture. The pendant of the necklace was designed in the shape of a hollow dice, with a silver skeleton crystal shell , looks very delicate, but inside is a monitor, he knew it the first day he put it on.

Another example is to ask about his itinerary intentionally or unintentionally, from "Which roommate will I take evening class with" to "What are you doing after returning to the dormitory?" Remember those missed "private information".

Wechat news has also increased several times compared to before - even if they are stuck together for [-]% of the day, he will still receive such and such messages with no real content in the remaining [-]%, and refresh Qin Shu from time to time There is already a clear enough sense of existence in his heart.

But even so, his brother still maintained his usual indulgence, and would not ask him to reply to messages in a timely manner, or really come to control his schedule to force him to make changes.

Just knowing him quietly, like the water vapor that quietly diffused into his life, without affecting his breathing, he gradually got used to it like boiling frogs in warm water, and only felt a little moist at certain moments——moist overload, bringing Come thrillingly.

Such careful control made him soft-hearted, not only did he have no opinion, but also gave birth to a certain secret and real sense of satisfaction that was put in his heart.

So sometimes when he received a message from Qin Shu, he would deliberately not reply, but would lower his head and whisper into the monitor, flirting from a distance.

He put the notebook full of weird plants into his schoolbag, propped his chin and counted down from ten in his heart. When he counted to three, the half-closed door was opened, and a familiar figure came into view. He was tall and thin, wearing a suit. A loose and thick sweater looks very seductive.

When it was time to eat, there were not many people left in the teaching building, which was empty and quiet in the evening.

He opened his hand to Qin Shu, begged for a hug naturally, buried his face in the soft fabric, and sniffed the pleasant woody fragrance to his satisfaction - this smell was specially chosen for Qin Shu, Qian Zhong The notes are all harmless herbaceous scents, mixed with a little orange blossom and cardamom. It smells warm and slightly bitter at first, but the base note reveals the warm and moist aggression of white musk, almost imperceptibly sweet.

It fits well with Qin Shu, but it doesn't seem like a thought that he would take the initiative to choose. It's more like some kind of symbol that blatantly declares his sovereignty.

Qin Shu must be able to see it, but he still used it tirelessly. He was very satisfied with such quiet indulgence, and his voice unconsciously softened. He called brother coquettishly, and complained softly: "Next time I don’t want to take the morning class anymore during the semester, even if the class is full in the eighth day, it’s too tortured..."

It’s not that he was so tired in class, he was still very interested in the art history lecture at night, but he, a person who is used to freedom, was trapped in the classroom all day, listening to things he couldn’t figure out the meaning of and had no interest in. After class, he felt tired from the inside out.

Qin Shu couldn't empathize with such a sentimental emotion, he could only try to understand, let him hang his whole body on himself and act like a baby, then reached out to rub his hair, took out a fruit candy from his pocket as if by magic, and peeled it off Feed it into the mouths of lazy children.

The child is easy to coax, he will be revived with blood after tasting a little bit of sweetness, he bites the hard candy with the soda core into a crisp sound, while stuffing his schoolbag into his arms and pulling him out, he talks vaguely about thinking about it during the day The problem.

"Brother, I may have decided which major to transfer to."

The mention of changing majors was not a casual talk that day, and he did learn about the art department of this school later-the high school he studied in Country F was an ideal place for exchange students, and he was also well-known in China, with top-notch grades. In addition, my parents are both engaged in related work, and I grew up in such an atmosphere. I have held solo exhibitions and won many awards. In fact, my resume is very good. It is not difficult to transfer to the Academy of Fine Arts.

The trouble is that he has to find a good art major in a comprehensive university, at least he must be able to pass the school recruitment threshold of his father's company, so as not to be criticized-even if the most important thing in their line of work is professional ability And portfolio, he also has to abide by the basic rules, not to cause trouble to the family.

He said these words to Qin Shu slowly, without any logic, but he believed that Qin Shu could understand. At the end he stopped, looked at the orange sunset outside the window, and uttered a sentence without any emotion. Significant conclusion: "I read the professional rankings, and discussed with my parents, um, and my aunt... Finally, I plan to transfer to study fashion design. After all, I have stayed in country F for so many years, and the teachers who taught me are all The background of the clothes is pretty good."

Qin Shu said "um", and didn't speak for a long time, until he couldn't bear to be quiet and couldn't help looking up, then he lowered his eyes to meet his gaze, and asked him, "Is this your best solution?"

"...not really." He was not good at lying in front of Qin Shu, and after a moment of silence he still shook his head honestly. The orange light fell on his cheek, and a small dream-like phantom spread out, "I'm interested." , I have been interested since I was a child, but if I want to study this major and want to meet the threshold of the company, graduating from a bachelor’s degree is not enough, at least I have to go out to study for a few years. Leaving you."

When he said this, he actually didn't think about anything, he didn't plan for the established future, he didn't weigh the pros and cons, and of course he didn't have any expectations, he just expressed his concerns - after all, the person standing in front of him was the most rational and step-by-step Man is the moon that hangs high forever and cannot be turned upside down, and he is an unstable factor, changing freely from day to day, and only acting on primitive instincts.

His instinct is not to leave his lover.

"By the time you are in your junior year, I will have already graduated." After a long time, he heard Qin Shu say this—in a calm tone, as if he was simply stating the facts, but calming his inexplicable emotions for no reason.

"So..." Lin Wu was stunned, as if sensing something, his heartbeat suddenly became a little faster.

"So at that time I can go abroad with you," Qin Shu looked at the little stars that suddenly lit up in his eyes, smiled, skipped the explanation and directly stated the conclusion, and answered the questions he might want to ask by the way, "Can I Going to a school with an international exchange program for postgraduate study, studying abroad at your own expense, or even taking a break from school to accompany you—maybe not rational, but at least it is feasible.”

"Xiao Wu, what I mean is, if all your choices in the past—whether going abroad or returning to China, including studying here—are all for me, then I will make changes for you in the future and adapt to you life trajectory."

"You can find the freedom you want."