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Chapter 80
Chapter 80
At this time, there were still a few minutes before class time, and the students in the corridor were bustling. Mu Qing had no interest in being humiliating in public, so after Yu Yifeng came out, he took him to the teacher's lounge not far away.
After closing the door, the surrounding noise disappeared, leaving only the silent silence between the two of them.
Yu Yifeng looked at Mu Qing's body, which was obviously thinner than before, and his heart hurt a little. He was about to ask him how he was doing recently, but Mu Qing preemptively said: "Tell me, you come here today. , what do you want to do?"
"I-I just want to see you." Yu Yifeng looked at him, without concealing the nostalgia and distress in his eyes, "I'm sorry, I made a mistake before, I shouldn't make excuses to lie to you, let alone lie to you. ."
Yu Yifeng was affectionate, but the expression on Mu Qing's face did not change. There was no joy, no sadness, no anger, not even the displeasure when he first saw Yu Yifeng.
He just raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yu Yifeng, showing a very light and almost negligible smile: "Really? You want to see me, so you check my information, find my school, and chase after me to interfere with me. classroom?"
The slightly raised tail sound had an obvious questioning meaning, Yu Yifeng panicked for a moment, and immediately wanted to excuse himself: "No, I just—"
Yu Yifeng subconsciously wanted to tell Mu Qing the excuse he had made before, and wanted to tell Mu Qing that he came to St. Petersburg only because he was on a business trip, and only checked the courses of the nearby universities because he wanted to study Russian. Not on purpose to check. But when the words were about to blurt out, he suddenly noticed Mu Qing's eyes.
There was no tenderness and tenderness in those beautiful eyes that once made one's heart flutter, only obvious disgust and impatience remained. The owner of the eyes will no longer lean on his shoulders to read books, will no longer read poetry collections to himself when he is happy, and will not look forward to his arrival on the next rainy night.
And these were all caused by his clever concealment and deception in the past.
He was the one who pushed Mu Qing away from him again and again.
The person in front of him didn't respond for a long time, and Mu Qing had a class next, so he didn't plan to wait any longer. He raised his hand and glanced at the time on the watch, and said, "If you don't want to say it, then please come back—"
"I'm sorry." Yu Yifeng's trembling voice suddenly interrupted him, "but I didn't check your privacy. I know you don't like it, so I went to the school's official website to read one by one. It's the same level as Chaohai University. There aren't many schools, so I'll find you soon."
"I wanted to come to you right away, but I didn't come right away because of something—no, not something, because I was sick. I know I used to be an asshole, and I let my emotional hurt go away. You, let yourself be suspicious of you, I'm sorry for you, but I really miss you."
"Even if you hate me, I want to see you again, I-"
His words were interrupted by a hand that suddenly touched his cheek.
Mu Qing walked up to Yu Yifeng at some point, reached out and wiped his cheek lightly, then held his chin to make him raise his head.
The slender fingers with thin calluses still had a bit of the coldness of the late autumn season, but Yu Yifeng's mood was suddenly ignited by this subtle movement.
The hope in his heart rose like a blown balloon, Yu Yifeng didn't dare to act rashly, he could only stiffen his body and look at him at a loss.
Mu Qing observed the expression on Yu Yifeng's face and seemed to be surprised for a moment when he saw his red eyes, but this surprise was quickly replaced by a soft smile.
Yu Yifeng was heartbroken by his smile, and he instantly forgot the rest of the words: "I...you..."
The cold fingertips brushed the corners of his eyes, and Mu Qing's face was full of smiles: "Yu Yifeng, do you really fall in love with me?"
"I-" A frantic heartbeat came from his chest, Yu Yifeng indulged in his smile, trying his best to keep himself awake, "Yes, I love you very much. From the first time I saw you, I I fell in love with you at first sight."
"Really?" Mu Qing looked at the obsession on Yu Yifeng's face, but there was a hint of mockery in his voice, "Thank you very much."
He let go of his hand and took a step back, took out a pack of alcohol wipes from his pocket, tore it open, and quietly wiped the fingers that touched Yu Yifeng's face: "It's getting late, Mr. Yu, I'm going to class. If you don't need to learn, don't waste the school's teaching resources, please come back."
Yu Yifeng watched him throw the tissue he wiped his hands into the trash can, only to feel that the blood all over his body froze instantly. He subconsciously stood in front of Mu Qing, looked at him and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Huh? I still don't understand what I mean? I thought that a smart person like Mr. Yu could understand it all at once." Mu Qing looked at him, the painted smile on his face finally faded, and replaced it with The original indifference was gone, "Since you didn't understand, then I'll just say it straight."
"Yu Yifeng, I did like you once, and I also thought about what our future would be like after being with you." Mu Qing looked at the hope in the eyes of the person in front of him, but in his heart he only felt absurd and ridiculous.
He stared at Yu Yifeng and said, "But it's all in the past. Now, I don't like you, I don't love you, I don't want to have anything to do with you, and I don't want to see you. Do you understand it?"
As the class time approached, there was less and less movement in the corridor.
Yu Yifeng looked at Mu Qing for a long time, but stubbornly refused to let him go: "What should I do to make you stop hating me so much?"
"Yu Yifeng, you still don't understand." Mu Qing sighed and looked directly into Yu Yifeng's eyes, "The farce between you and I is over, no matter who is right or wrong, I don't want to bring it up again. already."
"But"
"No but." Mu Qing looked at the person in front of him, and his brows suddenly wrinkled very quickly. So the sadness and sadness of the past were revealed along this subtle action, "I know that when you first approached me, the purpose was not pure, and I also knew that you were trying to trick me. But during that time, I saw you as me. The happiest expectation, every time I think of you, my mood will become very good, and sometimes I will laugh."
"I will think about whether you will bring me dessert on the next day, will you like the not-so-sweet fruit tea I specially made, and will you also have a moment when you want to be with me forever Together...but these, now I will no longer think about it, nor will I look forward to it anymore."
"Yi Yifeng, I'm not a person who holds grudges, and I don't take many things to heart. But I really can't pretend that you didn't happen. Since then, every moment you appeared in front of me was a Torture of me. I can't smile anymore when I think of you."
The door of the lounge was opened and closed, and Mu Qing's footsteps moved away, but Yu Yifeng stayed where he was, thinking back to what Mu Qing looked like before he left.
The pale young man did not smile, his dark eyes did not reflect his figure, and even his voice was light: "Yu Yifeng, let me go."
Familiar, sharp pain came from his heart, Yu Yifeng stretched out his hand to support the table, and did not squat down, but his eyes suddenly became blurred.
"Huh? There are actually people here during class time? Hello, you are—my God! Are you okay? Did something happen to you?"
An old voice came from the door. The old professor who walked in had gray hair and looked at Yu Yifeng worriedly with a water glass in his hand: "Although I don't know who you are—but do you need me to chat with you? You look like very bad."
"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine." Yu Yifeng took a deep breath, stood up straight, and showed a hasty smile, "Sorry for scaring you, I'll leave now."
The old professor looked at Yu Yifeng as if he was about to go out, and hurriedly blocked him: "Young gentleman, please wait a moment!"
He took out a neatly folded handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Yu Yifeng: "This is the new handkerchief my wife gave me today, if you don't dislike it, wipe your face before leaving. Go out with tears in weather like Petersburg and your face will freeze."
tears?
Yu Yifeng consciously reached out and touched his face. He only reacted after touching the cold water stains: "Thank you for your reminder. I was so emotional just now that I didn't even realize that I was crying."
The old professor looked at the strange foreign youth in front of him and wiped his face, and felt a little unbearable, so he said to him: "Although I don't know what happened to you, but I take the liberty to ask, maybe there is a kind of Maybe, have you encountered some setbacks in love?"
Yu Yifeng's movement of wiping his cheeks stopped abruptly, and the old professor saw his reaction and immediately understood.
The white-haired old man reached out and patted Yu Yifeng's shoulder, saying earnestly: "No matter which country you are in, love does not use one heart to tap another, but two hearts collide together to produce A wonderful spark of love. Young gentleman, if you want to find your own love, touch the other person's world with your heart until the other person is willing to touch you."
"Let the other party take the initiative to touch me?" Yu Yifeng repeated the old professor's words slowly, his expression gradually changed from dazed to thoughtful, he looked at the unfamiliar old professor in front of him, and said earnestly, "What did you say? Yes. Thank you, I seem to know where I should be working."
The old professor smiled heartily: "It's nothing. Young people always encounter a wall in love, and then they gradually understand what it really looks like-this is also a wonderful life experience, isn't it?"
"It's true." Yu Yifeng smiled, "But I sincerely hope that I won't experience it a second time. Thank you for your handkerchief, and I will definitely give you a generous gift next time."
The old professor waved his hand: "No, no, it's just a handkerchief. You can take it with you freely. It's my best wishes for your love path!"
"Okay, thank you then."
The old professor looked at Yu Yifeng's back, waved his hand with a smile, then took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his wife: "Dear Anna, you put my new handkerchief in great use today. , there is a young man..."
Yu Yifeng listened to the whispers of the old professor and his wife behind him, his heart still throbbing, but the expression on his face was no longer the same as before.
Now that Mu Qing is no longer willing to take the initiative to approach him, he can recreate some good memories by himself, get closer to him little by little, and let him be willing to look back at him again.