[Xie Chenyou, how can you be so nice?]
[Xie Chenyou, Xie Chenyou, Xie Chenyou...]
Without paying attention, Lin Wen wrote Xie Chenyou's name on the entire page.
——Xie Chenyou didn't let him send text messages anymore, but he had a lot to say to Xie Chenyou, so he could only choose the most primitive way of recording, 'writing'.
London in March has not yet ended its bleak and cold winter. The occasional sunny days are just like what the international students said - the sun is simply turning on a light in the refrigerator, serving a decorative purpose and has no effect on the temperature.
But the enthusiasm in the eyes of the young man sitting in front of the window and writing at his desk is still like the passionate summer, when all the trees are lush and green in the hot temperature, giving people a brilliant feeling of burning.
Lin Wen has always been a person who will not turn back even if he hits a wall, and his enthusiasm never fades.
What's more, he met such a dazzling person like Xie Chenyou in his limited life, and it would be difficult for him to let go from then on.
He liked the distant and unruly Xie Chenyou he saw for the first time on the playground of T University; he also liked the shy Xie Chenyou who was abstinent downstairs of the boys' dormitory of the dance academy; he also liked the Xie Chenyou who worked hard and concentrated on writing code; and the Xie Chenyou who was strong but gentle every time he hugged him in the bathroom after watching him dance...
Not only that, there was also Xie Chenyou who switched between Chinese and English at will when they went out traveling; and there was Xie Chenyou who grabbed him and fixed his wrists behind his back when his fingertips kept teasing him.
These are the real Xie Chenyou.
These are the Xie Chenyou that Lin Wen likes.
He loves Xie Chenyou's talent, his personal charm, and his just the right amount of strength every time.
Lin Wen propped up his head and looked at the paper full of Xie Chenyou, his face flushed.
After a while, he turned to the next page and wrote [Is this considered a love letter, Xie Chenyou?]
[I used to see a trending article where someone wrote the name of their lover on a full A4 sheet of paper. I told you after you got off work that it was a waste of time and had no practical significance - you might as well do it a few times if you have the time. But when I really understood love, I realized that writing your name was my instinct because I missed you.]
[Xie Chenyou, will you let me enter your sight again?]
Lin Wen's sadness always comes with a strong force, but is quickly covered by hope.
[Today is my seventh day living alone in London. My spoken English is still very clumsy. Fortunately, there is a translator at work, which will not affect the progress of the stage discussion. People here are slow to get to work. After clocking in, they go downstairs to buy coffee, and then they leave very quickly when it is time to leave. It seems that I am the most hardworking person in the whole team. They all praised me for my hard work today. I thought carefully and realized that the most hardworking thing I have done in my life is to pursue you. Xie Chenyou. ]
[But I can still be more diligent.]
[Even if you can't see it.]
[But Lin Wen will always like Xie Chenyou.]
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How can a substitute top have feelings? (MTL)
General FictionRaw: 替身攻怎么会有感情呢_之昔 On the first day Xie Chenyou and Lin Wen were together, he knew that he was a substitute for Lin Wen's beloved white moonlight. He has always been a serious person. After signing the contract, he conscientiously did everything L...
