spring tide summer solstice

Chapter 8

"Lin He," Song Qingyao called out his name and reminded, "This is my private matter."

He doesn't mind Lin He making jokes about some things, just because he is a student from the same university as him.As a senior, he feels that he should be more tolerant, but this does not mean that Lin He can unscrupulously pry into his privacy, especially after they have had an inappropriate relationship.

Lin He put down his hands, his bangs were messed up by the sea breeze again, and the fine ends of his hair brushed his eyelashes, he squinted his eyes, and said softly, "Senior, don't be angry, I just don't like him doing that kind of thing. You're not worth it."

After taking a sip of water, Song Qingyao looked at the gray-blue sea: "Don't mention the past."

"Okay, then you're not angry, are you?" Lin He stared at him, seeing that he was staring ahead and didn't respond, so he reached out and tugged at his sleeve, "Senior..."

This "senior" with a trailing sound reminded Song Qingyao of Ji Qin, who was acting like a baby to Ji Gan, and glanced at the boy who was taller than him beside him. He didn't know how he had such an association, but Lin He couldn't stand it anymore. Shaking his sleeves, he could only say, "I'm not angry."

"Really?" Lin He tilted his head, Song Qingyao wanted to ignore such a direct gaze, but Lin He was so stubborn that he couldn't avoid it, so he turned around and said, "Why are you so childish?"

Touching his own lips, Lin He said, "How naive am I? Besides, you kissed me so vigorously that night."

Being stunned speechless, Song Qingyao simply continued walking up.

Looking at his back, Lin He raised the corners of his lips in a good mood, and followed behind.On the next road, Song Qingyao didn't turn his head. He had never been here before, but there was only one road under his feet, so he didn't have to worry about going wrong.After admiring the sea view of Qingdao City from the Mushroom Building at the highest point, Lin He said that was almost the case, and proposed to go to the nearby Christian Church.

When going down the mountain, Song Qingyao stepped on an uneven stone step, and Lin He immediately grabbed him. As soon as their bodies were pressed together, Song Qingyao raised his hand and pushed them away, and took a step to the side to stand up.

Regarding his reaction, Lin He didn't say anything.As if nothing happened, he looked at his watch calmly: "How do we go next?"

"Christ Church is on the next street," Lin He pointed across the road, "it's only a few hundred meters away."

Leaving the gate of Signal Hill Park, they walked back along the road.

The streets of Qingdao are generally wider than those of Xiamen, but the structure of the old city is not much different from that of Xiamen, with short slopes and lush tree shade everywhere.Walking on the quiet sidewalk, feeling the unique historical and cultural atmosphere of the old city, Song Qingyao had the illusion of walking on the streets of Xiamen.

After turning two corners, they stood at the door of the Christian Church.

There is no activity today, but the door of the church is closed.Lin He asked the person on duty at the gate, and learned that there was something wrong with the circuit of the church, and it was being repaired in the past few days.

"What a coincidence." Lin He grabbed the railing on the iron gate with his right hand, and looked inside reluctantly.

Song Qingyao said: "It's fine if you don't see it, come again next time you have a chance."

"Yes, I can watch it next time," Lin He turned his head, his Adam's apple rolling under his thin skin.Song Qingyao waited for him to finish speaking, but he put his hands back into his trouser pockets, looked ahead and said, "Senior, let's find a place to sit."

The mineral water bottle in Song Qingyao's hand had already bottomed out, and Lin He hadn't drunk water since climbing the mountain. The two of them found a nearby coffee shop where they could rest, and ordered a cup each.Seeing Song Qingyao drinking iced Americano through a straw, Lin He asked, "Why do you like drinking Americano so much? Don't you think it's bland?"

Looking through the glass at the street scene outside, Song Qingyao said, "I'm used to it."

In fact, American style is water to him, but he usually consumes more caffeine, and sometimes he has to sacrifice the taste.It's just that there is no need to explain these words, he stared at the scenery outside the window, and let his thoughts spread again.

The location of this small coffee shop is good, just at the corner of the street, the old wall outside is covered with sparse green plants, and there is a four-tiered flower stand at the door, filled with various brightly colored potted plants.

Qingdao in spring is a city decorated with flowers. No matter the streets or alleys, old districts or new towns, you can see the bright and blooming spring colors everywhere.Looking at an orange cat sunbathing on the low wall opposite, Song Qingyao thought of Hayao Miyazaki's animation world.

It would be even better if it is summer.

The sky will be bluer than it is now, and the temperature of the sea water will be suitable. You can go to the beach to swim first, then eat watermelon to cool off, and walk on the beach with your favorite people at night.

That kind of life was his longing for when he was a student, but after graduation, as the work became more and more busy, he was deprived of even normal vacations, let alone other things.

He couldn't even remember how long it had been since he'd been as relaxed as he was now.

The coffee in the cup bottomed out unknowingly, and there was the sound of air being squeezed by the straw.When he came back to his senses, he found Lin He stood up, told him to wait for him, and walked towards the cashier.

I don't know what Lin He said, but the young boy wearing glasses looked at himself, opened the cover next to the counter and let Lin He in.

Song Qingyao stared at the back, Lin He rolled up the sleeves of his coat and went to the sink to wash his hands, and stood by the operating table under the guidance of the boy.Since the counter on the outer floor was elevated, Song Qingyao couldn't see what Lin He was doing, but could only see his head down and focused expression.

A few minutes later, Lin He put a glass of non-alcoholic Mojito in front of him.

A layer of water vapor condenses on the transparent glass wall, and the ice cubes make a slight "click" sound when soaked in Sprite. The chopped mint leaves are sandwiched between the gaps in the ice cubes, and two petals of perfumed lemon float on the top. On top, a transparent straw is inserted next to it.

Lin He said: "Try it, don't drink coffee too much, it will affect your sleep and make you feel flustered easily."

Song Qingyao drank this non-alcoholic Mojito before, but after he took a sip, Lin He saw the doubt in his eyes: "Why is the taste different?"

Curving the corners of his lips, Lin He supported the table next to him with one hand, and looked down at him: "Is it delicious?"

Song Qingyao took another sip and said frankly, "It's delicious, what did you add?"

"Exclusive recipe, I'll make it for you next time I want to drink it."

At lunch, Lin He also mentioned that the sauce was an exclusive recipe. Song Qingyao bit the straw, thinking that his hands didn't look like they had done housework, and he didn't know where so many exclusive recipes came from.

Looking out of the window, Song Qingyao continued to stare at the orange cat in a daze.Lin He sat down beside him, looked in the direction he was looking, and asked, "Senior, do you like cats?"

Song Qingyao's attention was a little distracted, and he was half a beat behind before responding: "Yes."

When he was studying in the past, the roommate he shared with had a cat. At first he liked to tease the big fat orange cat. Later, he was too stressed and his immune system had problems. Whenever he came into contact with a cat, he would be allergic to it all over the body. , even cat hair is not immune.Later, he moved out to live by himself, and the symptoms gradually disappeared after half a year.

"Then do you have a cat?"

Lin He's voice was nearby, but it sounded a little far away in Song Qingyao's ears.

He was almost raised once.

If he hadn't met Yang Tingwei, if Yang Tingwei hadn't hated cats but liked dogs.

Staring intently at the orange cat basking in the sun, Song Qingyao bit the straw and said vaguely, "No."

"Is it because you're too busy?"

The person next to him asked questions one after another, Song Qingyao finally came to his senses, and turned to look at him: "You have so many questions."

Lin He propped his chin with one hand, and was happy to hear this, and said, "I was a problem child when I was young, and everyone around me thought I was annoying."

Picking up the plain muffins on the dinner plate and eating them, Lin He fell silent.Seeing the way he was eating, Song Qingyao thought for some reason what Professor Mliier had said about him living in an orphanage for two years when he was a child.

Foreign orphanages are similar in nature to domestic orphanages, but at that time Lin He had parents, why was he sent to the orphanage?

He said that everyone around him found him annoying, did he mean the people in the orphanage?

Lin He bent over, leaned his chin on the back of his hand and stared at the scenery outside the window, stared for a long time before saying: "Senior, you really like to peek at me."

After taking a breath, Song Qingyao immediately looked outside the window after realizing it.Lin He straightened his upper body, turned around and smiled at him: "You have seen me several times today, do you think I am handsome?"

I don't want to answer such a boring question, but Song Qingyao is convinced that Lin He is a very confident person. Such a person should not feel inferior because of some childhood experiences.

After finishing the remaining mojito in the cup, Song Qingyao got up and said, "Let's go."

"Oh." Lin He dragged his voice, and said when he was going to pay the bill, "I paid the money just now."

"Senior," Lin He looked at him with a smile, "you can invite me to dinner again."

When I opened the glass door and came out, the sun had already tilted towards the west.

There was still some time before dinner, so the two of them continued shopping along this road. When the traffic on the street became more and more dense, they got into a taxi and went to the Golden Lion Plaza near the hotel. Dinner at the fish dumpling shop.

This store belongs to the Internet celebrity restaurant, and the signature Family Fortune Fish Dumplings come in four different flavors, all of which are delicious.Song Qingyao liked cuttlefish and yellow croaker the most after tasting them, so Lin He added two more. As for the other dishes he ordered, they were also very good.Song Qingyao gasped when he put down his chopsticks, and took a sip of the bottle of Laoshan Coke at hand.

Lin He was also very full, and after paying the bill, the two of them drove the walking navigation back for a walk.Today's weather is very good, the sunset weaves a golden edge on the clouds, the whole world is shrouded in a gorgeous sunset, and the sea breeze brushes against the ears from time to time, this feeling reminds Song Qingyao of the scenery of walking home after work sometimes, but again There are obvious differences.

He was wandering in a completely strange city with someone he shouldn't have had much interaction with.

Without a clear destination, even the mind can be empty, without having to think about those messy annoying things.When he realized this, he suddenly discovered that he was actually not as lost as he imagined.

Maybe after a while, even Yang Tingwei's face will...

"Senior," the people around him suddenly called him, and he turned his head to see that Lin He was standing in front of a glass flower house that he could buy by scanning the QR code, pointing to three rows of flowers inside, "see if you are there. Favorite flower?"

A pair of young couples in student uniforms were scanning the QR code to shop head to head. Song Qingyao glanced at Lin He and continued walking forward.

Lin He caught up with him a few steps: "Why are you ignoring me?"

"I'm a man." Song Qingyao reminded.

Lin He said, "Of course I know."

"If you want to send flowers, you should find a female partner."

Lin He stopped for a step, and caught up after watching Song Qingyao's back video for a moment. He lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "Who said you have to give flowers to someone you like? You can't buy them for 'respected' seniors?"