Suo Qingjun Chapter 97
byGo to sleep every year, meet again every year
Reincarnations come and go, time flies by.
In this life, the world is full of fireworks and the years are peaceful and peaceful.
In a key high school on the outskirts of the city, the afternoon sun shines through the sycamore leaves and shines like gold on the corridor of the teaching building.
The preparation bell has not yet rang, and the classroom is noisy. Some people are lying on the table to catch up on their sleep, some are talking together, and some are flipping through the exercise books and complaining that the questions are too difficult.
Sitting in the second to last row by the window was a young man with clean eyebrows and a gentle temperament.
Her skin is very white and her eyelashes are very long. When she lowers her eyes to answer questions, her profile is soft and quiet, very much like Lin Xingmian in her previous life.
In this life, his name has not changed, he is still called Lin Xingmian.His temperament is still soft, he doesn’t like to fight or make noise, he is quiet and gentle to others. When he smiles, the corners of his eyes will curve into shallow crescents, making people feel happy just by looking at them.
He had just finished writing a math problem, gently rubbed his wrist, and was about to take out the next exercise book, when suddenly there was a sound of slight, deliberately light footsteps behind him.
A clean and beautiful hand with clear joints gently rested on the corner of his table.
Lin Xingmian subconsciously raised his head.
He ran into a pair of deep, gentle, and somewhat paranoid eyes.
The young man was tall and straight, with a handsome appearance and a calm temperament. The eyes he looked at him seemed to have spanned a lifetime of searching and waiting. He was so affectionate that it was almost hot, but he was cautious and did not dare to disturb him.
In this life, his name is Chu Jiyan.
The name remains unchanged.
The moment their eyes met, Lin Xingmian’s heart suddenly trembled slightly.
The sense of familiarity without any reason is like a thin string being gently plucked.
It was obviously his first time talking to this boy at close range, but he felt that… he seemed to have known him for a long, long time.
It’s been so long, it feels like I’ve seen it a lifetime ago.
Chu Jiyan looked at the dazed and soft astonishment in his eyes, his Adam’s apple rolled slightly, suppressed the surging emotions in his heart that were about to overflow, and spoke in a very soft and gentle voice, with a cautiousness that he did not even notice:
“Classmate, is there… anyone here?”
Lin Xingmian was stunned for a moment and shook his head subconsciously. His voice was soft and clear, exactly the same as in his previous life:
“No, no.”
“Then I can sit here, okay?”
Chu Jiyan’s eyes were firmly locked on his face, and he couldn’t bear to look away for a moment.
I have been looking for you all my life, waiting for you all my life, and thinking of you all my life.
In this life, I finally stand by your side again.
Lin Xingmian felt a little embarrassed by him, her cheeks turned slightly red, and she nodded lightly:
“Okay…”
Chu Jiyan sat down behind him, his movements were very gentle, but his eyes were always on his back, so gentle that it could drip water.
Others just regarded him as an ordinary classmate, but Chu Jiyan himself knew that this glance was a reunion that spanned life and death, reincarnation, and a whole period of regret.
He has had a very vague but very clear dream since he was a child.
In the dream, there was a very gentle and clean person who would softly call him senior, would stay with him quietly, and would smile at him in the sunshine.
He couldn’t see the man’s face clearly, but he remembered it for more than ten years, read about it for more than ten years, and searched for it for more than ten years.
To this day, when I saw Lin Xingmian for the first time, all my dreams became clear instantly.
It’s him.
It’s really him.
His star sleep is back.
From that day on, Chu Jiyan became the most silent, steadfast, and gentlest guardian around Lin Xingmian.
Lin Xingmian didn’t like to talk, so Chu Jiyan stayed with him quietly without disturbing or forcing him.
Lin Xingmian was slow in completing the questions, so Chu Jiyan silently wrote down the steps clearly and pushed them in front of him pretending to be casual.
Lin Xingmian’s constitution was weak and he would easily feel uncomfortable on cloudy and rainy days. Chu Jiyan would always prepare warm water and warm baby in advance and put them quietly in the hole in his desk.
Someone accidentally bullied Lin Xingmian for being soft-tempered. Chu Jiyan immediately stood in front of him, his eyes cold and protective, but when he turned to look at Lin Xingmian, he instantly became gentle and patient.
The whole class could see that Chu Jiyan was different from Lin Xingmian.
Only Lin Xingmian himself was still confused. He only felt that this boy was very good to him, too good to be true, so good that it made him panic but also made him feel at ease.
He will still rely on Chu Jiyan subconsciously.
After school, I subconsciously waited for him to go with me, subconsciously looked at him when I was doing questions, and subconsciously looked for him when I felt wronged. Even when I went to sleep at night, the person I dreamed about gradually turned into Chu Jiyan.
It was another evening, and the setting sun dyed the sky a gentle orange-pink color.
The two of them walked together on the path after school, and the sycamore leaves were rustled by the wind.
Lin Xingmian lowered his head, kicked the pebbles under his feet, and suddenly spoke softly, with a soft voice and a hint of confusion:
“Chu Jiyan…why are you so nice to me?”
Chu Jiyan paused, turned his head, and looked at him deeply. There was unhidden, hot tenderness and affection in his eyes.
He didn’t talk about the previous life, reincarnation, regrets, life and death.
He just said it very softly, very seriously and very gently:
“Because…I have been looking for you for a long, long time.”
“It’s been so long that I can hardly remember how long it has been.”
Lin Xingmian raised his head and looked into his deep eyes, and his heart trembled again.
Those vague, fragmented, and not belonging to this life pictures suddenly flashed through my mind.
The quiet room, the warm lights, the dazzling lights in the operating room, the wind in front of the tombstone, and a figure holding him, crying silently and brokenly…
His eyes were slightly red, the tip of his nose was sore, and tears fell without warning.
It’s not sadness, it’s not sadness, it’s grievance, it’s missing, it’s the sourness and joy of finally meeting again across all the lifetimes.
When Chu Jiyan saw him crying, he panicked instantly. He quickly reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes. His movements were so gentle that he said in a hoarse and distressed voice:
“Why are you crying? Did I say something wrong? Don’t cry, Xing Mian, don’t cry…”
This “star sleep” sound was gentle, but it seemed to awaken all the dusty memories.
Lin Xingmian couldn’t bear it any longer, stretched out her hand, gently hugged his waist, and buried her face in his chest. Her voice was choked with sobs, soft and clear, carrying the grievances and longings of reincarnation:
“Chu Jiyan…”
“I seem to have been waiting for you for a long time.”
Chu Jiyan froze, and then he hugged him back forcefully, carefully, and tightly, as if he was hugging the most precious treasure in the world, and his eyes instantly turned red.
He lowered his head and buried his face gently in the top of his hair. His voice was hoarse, filled with the joy and tenderness that had been lost, and he whispered softly over and over again:
“I’m here, Xingmian, I’m here.”
“This time, I won’t leave you again.”
“I will never leave you alone again, there will never be any accidents again, and there will never be any regrets again.”
“We have been together our whole lives.”
The sunset is gentle and the evening breeze is soft.
Under the sycamore tree, two teenagers hugged each other tightly.
They no longer need to be cautious, no longer need to hide their love, no longer need to wait silently.
You can hold hands openly, you can show preference openly, you can spend your life together peacefully.
Later.
Watch the cherry blossoms falling together in the spring, enjoy the shade under the trees in the summer, step on the fallen leaves together in the autumn, and wrap the same scarf together in the winter.
Chu Jiyan gave Lin Xingmian all his tenderness, all his preferences, and all his unspoken love in his previous life.
Lin Xingmian finally understood.
Meeting some people is not accidental.
It is destined to cross reincarnation, life and death, and thousands of mountains and rivers, but still return to each other.
Years later, someone asked them why they were together.
Chu Jiyan held the person in his arms and smiled softly and firmly:
“No reason.”
“He is the person I will look out for in my previous life, this life, and the next life.”
Lin Xingmian leaned on his shoulder, her eyebrows curved and her smile gentle and reassuring.
The years passed by and turned into several years again.
The two teenagers who walked side by side on campus have long since faded away and have grown into mature and gentle figures.
On a day with warm sunshine and gentle breeze, they lived under the same roof in a low-key but solemn manner.
The house is not big, but it is very warmly decorated.The balcony of the living room is filled with small daisies that Lin Xingmian likes. When the wind blows, the faint fragrance of flowers fills the whole house.There are many photos hanging on the wall: profiles taken secretly in high school, back views of them walking in the park together in college, smiling faces hugging each other when they graduated, and another photo of them holding hands and looking gentle as adults.
Chu Jiyan still didn’t say much, but gave all his tenderness to Lin Xingmian.
Every morning, he always wakes up before Lin Xingmian.
Get up gently, make a warm breakfast, then return to the bedside, squat down, and patiently ask the person who is staying in bed to get up.
“Xing Mian, it’s time to get up, breakfast will be cold if you don’t wake up.”
Lin Xingmian slept in a daze and shrank back into the bed. His eyelashes trembled slightly and his voice was soft and lazy, with the hoarseness of just waking up:
“Five more minutes of sleep…just five minutes.”
Chu Jiyan smiled helplessly and fondly, stretched out his hand, gently rubbed his soft hair, and gently brushed his eyebrows with his fingertips.
“Okay, then sleep for five more minutes. I’ll wait for you.”
He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the person in his arms quietly, his eyes so gentle that water could drip from his eyes.
The time that he failed to protect in his previous life, he had to slowly make up for it minute by minute in this life.
Everyone is busy working during the day, and going home at night is the most peaceful time of the day.
Lin Xingmian was reading a book on the sofa, and Chu Jiyan was sitting next to him doing his work. From time to time, he would look up and glance at him, hand him a glass of warm water, or gently hold him close to him to prevent him from falling.
Occasionally, when Lin Xingmian got tired of reading, he would rest his head on Chu Jiyan’s shoulder and whisper:
“Chu Jiyan, I’m so tired.”
Chu Jiyan immediately put down the things in his hands, stretched out his hand, and gently rubbed his temples with gentle and skillful movements:
“When you’re tired, rest for a while and I’ll rub it for you.”
Lin Xingmian closed her eyes and leaned quietly in his arms, smelling the familiar and clean breath on his body, and felt peaceful in her heart.
It seems that as long as this person is around, no matter how tired or annoyed I am, I can instantly calm down.
On weekends, they would go out together.
Instead of going to busy and crowded places, go to nearby parks or riversides and take a slow walk.
Chu Jiyan always held Lin Xingmian’s hand tightly, intertwining their fingers and refusing to let go.
Occasionally passers-by cast glances at him, but he didn’t care. He just lowered his head and looked at the people around him with gentle and magnanimous eyes.
Lin Xingmian would occasionally look up and ask him curiously:
“Chu Jiyan, do you think this is not good?”
Chu Jiyan held his hand tightly, lowered his head, and gently pressed a gentle kiss on his forehead. His voice was low and serious:
“No.
I just want to hold my person and keep walking.”
Lin Xingmian’s cheeks were slightly red, but she used her strength to hold his hand back, with a shallow, happy smile on her lips.
At night, lying on the bed.
Lin Xingmian curled up in Chu Jiyan’s arms, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat, and spoke softly.
“Chu Jiyan, tell me…were we like this in our previous life?”
Chu Jiyan tightened his arms and held him tighter. His chin gently rested on the top of his hair. His voice was gentle and low, with a lifetime of determination:
“In my last life, I couldn’t say a word of love to you.
In this life, I want to tell you all my life.”
He paused, and in the darkness, gently kissed his hair, saying word by word, seriously and tenderly:
“Lin Xingmian, I love you.
From the past, to the present, to the future.
For all eternity, I will only love you.”
Lin Xingmian buried her face in his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, her eyes were slightly hot, but she smiled particularly softly and reassuringly.
He raised his hand and gently put his arm around Chu Jiyan’s waist. His voice was soft and full of happiness:
“Chu Jiyan, me too.”
The moonlight shines through the gaps in the curtains and gently shines in front of the bed, illuminating the two people sleeping in each other’s arms.
This time, the storm has passed and the years are stable.
The one you love is right next to you.
Year after year, year after year,
Love longing has a home, and old friends will eventually meet again.
But is this reality or fantasy?No one knows…
Banxia novel, a lot of fun