The Moon is Coming to Me

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In the classroom at this time, the students were all quietly studying on their own. Of course, there was also a fleas like Bi Chengfei, who was restless and waiting for it to end.

He was bored and his gaze wandering around. He was looking at the book in front of him when he suddenly heard a laugh from behind.

The laughter was extremely short and quiet, but Bi Chengfei’s big ears still heard it. He turned his head and looked at desk behind him like a ghost. There was only one Lin Qinhe in the back row holding a few pieces of composition paper and looking at it

“???”

Bi Chengfei felt that he really saw a ghost. Tao Xi was not there, then it could only be Lin Qinhe who laughed, but when did Lin Qinhe laugh out loud?

He squinted his eyes and stared at Lin Qinhe’s face carefully, trying to dig a little smile from this perfect face to prove that it was not his hallucination. However, Lin Qinhe looked as cold as before, just looking intently at the composition paper.

Bi Chengfei couldn’t help but stretched his neck and leaned over there, and asked in a low voice curiously: “Xueshen, what is so funny, can you show me?”

As a result, Lin Qinhe turned the composition paper over and put it on the desk. He coldly spitted out a word: “Scram.”

Bi Chengfei retracted his neck and turned around aggrievedly.
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Tao Xi looked at Lin Qinhe in the dark purple light, and the person was looking back at him, his gaze rising in silence.

His heart was soft and calm as he broke the silence and whispered to Lin Qinhe.

“Lin Qinhe, I really like you so much.”

Lin Qinhe lowered his head and gently dropped a kiss on his lips, light and gentle, and said to him:

“Me too.”
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“If it's this kind of choice, don't worry about me being difficult, I will favor you unconditionally.”
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Lin Qinhe looked at this person who was trembling and whimpering, his heart hurt like it was being pierced by a blunt knife. He wanted to pull the photo album with sharp corners out of Tao Xi’s hands, but Tao Xi held the photo album firmly in his arms, as if using all his strength.

Lin Qinhe had to stretch out his hand to hug Tao Xi, let him sit on his lap and  gently hug him. He said with a dumb and hoarse voice:

“Sorry, I have missed you in this world for so many years, and owe you so many birthdays.”

Tao Xi’s line of sight was completely blurred. He wanted to say that you didn’t have to feel sorry for me, but he still couldn’t speak. He choked violently, trying hard to hold back the tears, but could only shake his head desperately.

Lin Qinhe’s eyes were completely red, he hugged Tao Xi, gently kissed the corner of his eyes, feeling a hot teardrop on his lips.

The heavy snow was still falling outside the window, silently covering up all the mess in the world, like the heavy snow falling over half a mountain seventeen years ago.

But the snow would always melt one day, the sun would eventually rise, and then it would be a brand new and bright world.

“Tao Xi, I’ll take you home, okay?”
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Lin Qinhe hugged the person in his arms tightly, closed his eyes and said softly:

“My baby, wishing you a happy birthday and a merry Christmas.”

Since he had lost the name that meant more happiness and joy, then he would spend his life blessing him.

Wish his baby Tao Xi to be happy and joyful every day
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Tao Xi put the small snowball he made on the big snowball, picked up a few twigs and a few small stones, and put his eyes and hands in the snowman. Lifting up the little snowman from the ground, he said to Lin Qinhe:

“You can give it a name.”

Lin Qinhe frowned as he looked at the snowman with crooked eyes and slanted lips: “It’s ugly, forget it.”

Although it was too ugly, the snowman was taken back by Lin Qinhe and carefully placed in the freezer of the refrigerator. Tao Xi saw Lin Qinhe quietly open the refrigerator every day to observe whether the snowman had melted.
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Yang Zhengming, according to the address given by Tao Xi, sent him to the entrance of the neighborhood of Lin Qinhe’s house. Before Tao Xi got off the car, Yang Zhengming was torn for a moment, but could not resist to vaguely remind his son:

“You are still young, there are some things that are better to do when you are an adult.”

Tao Xi has been sleeping on the way back. Shortly after he was woken up, he looked at him blankly and asked, “What is it?”

“Haha, it’s nothing.” Yang Zhengming awkwardly closed the conversation. Seeing Tao Xi’s appearance, he knew that this child was still a blank sheet of paper, and thought that Lin Qinhe, who was so stable, should not be fooling around.
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While Yang Zhengming gave him a sports car, Tao Xi looked at the bunch of car keys a little speechless. He didn’t even have a driver’s license, and he was going to study abroad soon. Was this car to be left to collect dust? He remembered that on his eighteenth birthday last year, Yang Zhengming gave him a suite and a book called “How to Balance Early Love and Study”. It had not been opened yet.

Did he need to weigh? He wanted to study and fall in love.

Tao Xi was surprised to find another book in Yang Zhengming’s gift box. The title of the book was “Those Things Adults Must Know”, and from the cover you could tell that it must be about the same thing.

He was so hot that he threw the book but Lin Qinhe took it over, flipping it open and scanning it a few times while saying nonchalantly, “Uncle Yang also gave me a book last year.”

“What book?” Tao Xi asked, stunned.

Lin Qinhe’s expression was a little hard to say as he said, “How to Become a Responsible Man.”

“…”
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“May you not forget to look up at the moon in the sky when you lower your heads to study. May you, like me, find your own moon and discover that you too can shine as you run towards it.”
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Once he was in a deep well looking up at the moon. It was only by following a rope that happened to hang down that he was able to climb out of the well and walk alone toward the moon, never hesitating even for thousands of miles.

It turned out that the rope was not an accidental good luck.

It turned out that when I was running to the moon.

The moon was also running to me.

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