I fell in love with my nemesis after rebirth

Chapter 54 End

This person is so strange, his will is so firm, but in some things, he is extremely young.

It's hard to imagine that Sheng Xuehe would feel embarrassed to look up at him because he was tearing the plastic bag.

This time Fu Yiwen obeyed his promise, it was only appropriate, Sheng Xuehe felt okay, and found a comfortable place to nest in Fu Yiwen's arms.

"I always call you by your full name, isn't it too unfamiliar?"

Fu Yiwen looked at him very seriously: "No. But if you want to change the way, it's okay."

"What do you want to call me?"

After a while, Sheng Xuehe said awkwardly: "Strange news?"

The two looked at each other and smiled at the same time. Fu Yiwen approached him and hugged him tightly: "Xuehe?"

Sheng Xuehe was tickled a little: "Don't, this is too funny."

"Is it funny?"

"Yeah, it's so boring."

Fu Yiwen pressed his fingertips on his spine, tracing down inch by inch. Sheng Xuehe wanted to push him away, but he could only fall softly into Fu Yiwen's arms panting.

It wasn't until his fingers went in that Fu Yiwen kissed him and replied: "It's a little tired."

……

Fu Yiwen was stuck in Boston and couldn't come back. Fortunately, the institute had no important matters to deal with, and the superiors specially approved Fu Yiwen's vacation, which made the team members very jealous.

"There's been a lot of activities recently, it's annoying, why do we have to stay in the lab and deal with these idiots again."

Fu Yiwen was going down the stairs: "Because we need money."

Without money, research cannot continue.

"I've lost a lot of hair. What you said is fine. You already have a fiancée, but I haven't even touched Omega's hand. By the way, your fiancée's name is Even? You guys really know how to play."

Sheng Xuehe accepted an interview some time ago, someone asked him why he named himself Even, and he answered like this: "Because I like Even."

Many people think that Sheng Xuehe is a literary youth who likes dusk to the point of being named after him, and some even think that he is romantic, even the name is so poetic and picturesque.

Fu Yiwen wanted to clean the house, but he didn't know where the tools were.Generally, this kind of house has a storage room or a basement. I have seen the storage room, but if there is no storage room, it should be in the basement.

"But when I mentioned him, I remembered one thing. Did he form a band with a group of people when he was young? At that time, he had a song that became popular."

"Some people think this song is very beautiful, some people think it is very sad. Some people think that the first 25 seconds are good memories, and the latter part is endless sadness. It is reunion after a long absence, it is caring for each other without words, it is missing and it is regret."

"Some people describe it like this-like a heart speeding up slowly, and then cooling down rapidly."

Fu Yiwen suddenly became hoarse, the person on the phone was calling him, he found a reason to hang up first, and continued walking down the stairs.

The light in the basement was dim, and there was even a musty and gloomy atmosphere. Fu Yiwen glanced around and fixed his gaze on the cardboard box.

The cardboard box looked old, with signs of moth-eaten and damp, but the envelopes inside were neat and undamaged, and each letter was covered with plastic wrap.

He is not a person who likes to pry into other people's privacy, but he accidentally broke into this place, as if entering a mysterious base.

A voice told him that if he didn't solve the mystery, he would never know the secret in his life.

Fu Yiwen bent down, pulled out one of the envelopes and opened it. It was a postcard. Each envelope was very thin, so it should be a postcard.

happy Birthday.

The date was written in the lower right corner, which happened to be Fu Yiwen's birthday.

An invisible current flowed through his fingertips, forcing him to open the second envelope, the third...

I have a cold, my teeth are chattering, it's so cold.

happy New Year.

The fireworks over the Hudson are beautiful.

I'm so tired, I may really not be suitable for this road.

^v^Professor praised me today for my talent, saying that I have a good sense of pitch, and you told me that too.

It hurts.

I learned to shoot.But it was so tiring and so painful.

so tired.

……

The words written on each postcard are very short, and the date after signature is like recording the time when we did not meet, talking to another person on the other side of the ocean through space.

Even if only you can hear this voice.

Fu Yiwen's fingertips were trembling, but his hands, which never failed to do experiments, were trembling even though they were able to accurately calculate the grams of materials.

He looked down almost greedily, his usually upright face lost his composure to the point of embarrassment, he couldn't imagine how Sheng Xuehe had spent all these years.At least he can still dream, what about Sheng Xuehe?

Fu Yiwen suddenly thought of Shengxuehe's habit of sleepwalking. It seemed that when Shengxuehe was anxious, he would sleepwalk at night.Fu Yiwen heard from Sheng Xuehe's mother that at this time, Sheng Xuehe would always look for the safest place in his mind.

Because there can bring him the most sufficient sense of security.

The scent of wind chimes used all the year round, sleepwalking... Fu Yiwen once thought that he was the only one being tortured all these years, and it turned out that Sheng Xuehe was also having a hard time.

"Do you want to continue watching?"

The person behind him didn't know when he came, his voice was shallow and sandy.

Fu Yiwen turned half sideways, in his eyes, Sheng Xuehe was wearing thin pajamas, walking towards him step by step.

This picture has appeared countless times in Fu Yiwen's dreams, but this time it is different, it is a real reality, not a false dream.

"I wanted to get rid of it." Sheng Xuehe was a little annoyed, "but I forgot."

Fu Yiwen didn't speak, and kissed in silence, completely occupying Sheng Xuehe's mind, the cold air gradually became hot and humid, at this moment, they couldn't feel anything except their wet and entwined tongues.

When they kissed, he was numb all over and his head was dizzy.

It seems that in their world, they don't need to do anything except kiss at this moment, and they don't need to care about anything.

"Unfortunately, I missed your coming-of-age ceremony twice."

"But when I grow up, I still miss you very much."

There are many things I want to say, but I can't state them one by one.

Consider every word carefully, and be careful in every sentence, but the words still don't express the meaning.

But they have a lot of time now, and they can talk slowly if they can't finish talking.

Sheng Xuehe put his arms around his neck, and slowly kissed back, wrapping around the soft tip of his tongue until his chin was stained transparent.

He looked into Fu Yiwen's eyes almost obsessively.

Fu Yiwen's eyes seemed to be very affectionate for everyone.

Sheng Xuehe couldn't help but think that some people say that secret love is like a hot fire, and if you get close to it, you will be burned.But he thinks that secret love is ice, deep and obscure ice, and only by breaking the disguise on the ice surface can he see the scene inside.

"I will fall in love with you twice."

For them, a life after rebirth is like a gift from heaven, and the arrangement of fate makes them meet again.

In Sheng Xuehe's two lives, falling in love with the same person without any accident seems like an unavoidable curse, and it is the deepest voice in his heart.

He will fall in love with Fu Yiwen twice.

Because he only had these two lives.

This is the most authentic chapter of their youth, just because they were there for each other.

The author has something to say: I can at least keep writing to you all year round, I only hope that you can read my few words, and I only hope that you can hear the residual sound of my shattered love. ——"From the Deep" Wilde