It Seems There is Light

When you liked a person, you would like everything related to him.

The sharp tip of the eyelashes, slightly curly hair, and even the slightest crease on the wide cuffs.

Liking him so much that he didn’t know what to do.

Wanting the whole world to know.

He is mine.

Just mine.

Yan Liang hugged Shi An’s shoulders and rubbed his chin on the top of his soft hair.

Shi An finished the last word silently. The pen tip stopped on the paper and the ink stain blotted out a small point.

“?”

Shi An tilted his head slightly.

“Shi An, I really want to tell others,” Yan Liang’s head moved restlessly, and Shi An’s soft hair piled up randomly with his movements. “Should we make it public?”

Shi An’s voice was accompanied by an inconspicuous smirk: “Are you a star.”

“I want to say it!!! So much I want to go to the intersection and yell!!!” Yan Liang straightened up and put his hand on Shi An’s shoulder, bouncing one after the other.

The corner of the boy’s snow-white coat whirled and flapped.

“Recently Ling Yue jie rarely comes over? I want to talk to her, can I?”

“She’s graduating, busy.” Shi An screwed the pen cap on, automatically blocking Yan Liang’s question.

“Can I can I?”

“…”

“Can I can I can I?”

“…”

“Shi An~”

“…”

The tone of the word “An” was turned twice, and the boy’s low, pleasant, granular voice tickled people.

“Shi…”

“Can can can can.”

Shi An took a deep breath and answered him in a single breath.

Shi An pretended to look down at the book and Yan Liang couldn’t stop laughing as he lowered his body, and Shi An touched his head.

“How, how to say ah?”

Yan Liang lowered his voice and pulled away the recitation list Shi An was holding: “How, how do you say it? I’m suddenly a little nervous.”

Pfft.

Shi An turned to the side and picked a novel with a nice cover from a nearby wooden bookshelf. He pulled it down and opened it casually, pretending not to hear it.

“Shi An Shi An, think about it, how to keep a low profile and let her know inadvertently?”

Yan Liang was so anxious that he bumped Shi An’s shoulder.

Shi An was bumped by him and swayed as he tried to suppress the corners of his mouth that were about to curl up. He tilted his body to the side: “You’re the one who’s going to say it.”

“It has nothing to do with me.” Shi An added.

“Work it out yourself.” Three consecutive killings.

No feelings.

Yan Liang puffed his face and stomped his feet, glancing toward the bar.

Ling Yue was lying on the table catching up with the drama. She held her phone in one hand, pillowed her other arm, propped her elbow on the table, Her fingers stuck carelessly in her messy hair.

All right.

Work it out yourself, just work it out yourself.

Yan Liang took a deep breath and was about to go over when Ling Yue suddenly straightened up and met his gaze head-on.

Ling Yue: “…”

Yan Liang: “…”

“H,Hello?”1in english

“…” Ling Yue was dumbfounded and ripped the headphones off, “What do you want? Sneaking to say bad things about me or what?”

As soon as she lifted her head from the Korean drama, she saw two young children huddled in the corner, staring at her in a wrong way.

It was almost like a glare.

It was scary, okay.

Ling Yue shivered.

Yan Liang turned his head to look at Shi An, Shi An turned his head to look at the floor.

“…” Yan Liang wiped his face, inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly. He reached out and wrapped his arms around Shi An and brought him into his arms, “Sister, we…”

“…” Ling Yue put on the earphones and said blankly, “Oh.”

Oh.

Oh?

Just that?

Yan Liang’s eyes widened.

“Showing affection, huh?” Ling Yue lamely curled up the corners of her mouth, “Scram.”

“…”

Shi An took Yan Liang’s hand off his shoulder before quietly pulling his recitation list back from his hand.

“…”

“Has anyone ever told you,” Ling Yue got down again and raised her eyebrows at him sideways, “That a girl’s intuition can be very accurate.”

“…”

“You guys…” Yan Liang covered his face, his voice leaking out from his teeth, “Wasting my feelings…”

 

“I am, not, willing!” Yan Liang pulled Shi An and ran to the entrance of Zhou’s noodle restaurant, “What was her reaction then? There’s no passion at all!!!”

At the end of December, the wind was cool. Shi An pulled the sleeves with a straight face and covered the back of his hand.

Yan Liang glued himself to the window and looked into the store, his face flattened against the glass.

In an apron, Dad Zhou brought out two bowls of warm mutton noodles and greeted them to eat.

“Xiao Liang, no soup, right?” He poured the creamy soup into Shi An’s bowl, and brought two small plates of cold white radish mixed with chili flakes. “Eat it while it’s hot. Are you looking for Zhou Yuan? He went to make up for missed lessons, eat first. He’ll be back soon.”

Yan Liang grunted as he mixed the noodles, and then rubbed his hands with excitement: “What do you think of her reaction?”

“…Ah.” The noodles were a little dry, so Shi An added some soup to his bowl, and then moved his bowl to his face, “You mix unevenly like this. The meat is ruined.”

Blocked again.

“Oh.” Yan Liang propped up his chin; his mouth responded, but his eyes staring at Shi An in a wrong way.

No matter what he was doing, Shi An always seemed to be very serious.

That included mixing the noodles.

He squeezed his chopsticks, tossed the sauce, and chucked a few small pieces of white radish, garnishing the bowl.

“Okay.” Shi An pushed the bowl toward Yan Liang.

Virtuous.2used for wife. 贤惠 is virtuous but 贤= virtuous, 惠 = gracious; gentle; fair; kind; benevolent. In short, a wife material

Yan Liang laughed at his own thoughts, his eyes bringing out light folds of laughter at the end.

 

The store was fully heated. Zhou Yuan sighed comfortably, and slowly closed the glass door.

Then as soon as he turned his head, he saw Yan Liang and Shi An staring straight at him.

A little creepy.

“H, Hi?”3in english Zhou Yuan hesitantly lifted his fingertips that had been frozen red along the way, “…You guys are here.”

The two people nodded in unison.

“Okay,” always feeling that something terrible would happen, Zhou Yuan took off his bag and held it in front of him, and then tiptoed to the back room. “Then, then you guys take your time to eat, ah. I did a whole eight pages of homework today…”

Before he could pull his legs apart, Yan Liang reached out and pointed at him, “Wait, come here.”

“…”

Okay.

Zhou Yuan swaggered away from the stool opposite the two of them and sat down with Erlang’s legs tilted.

“We…”

Shi An took small bites of noodles and gently and quietly swept a glance at him from the end of his eyes.

“Me, it’s me,” Yan Liang immediately changed his tone, “I have something to tell you.”

“…” Zhou Yuan became nervous, “What did you do? Are you playing a trick again?”

Yan Liang pretended not to hear: “If, I said if I fall in love, how do you feel?”

“…”

This scene was a bit familiar.

“I believe you are a ghost, you bad old man,” Zhou Yuan stood up and slammed his schoolbag on one shoulder. “Last time, you also told me about your girlfriend, I almost believed it. Do you think I would fall twice in the same pit?”

Zhou Yuan held up index fingers and shook it in front of Yan Liang.

Yan Liang did not answer him, his eyes were on Shi An.

Shi An ate like a little hamster, his cheeks puffed up adorably and his eyelashes hanging down like a little fan.

Yan Liang lifted his hand to cover the back of Shi An’s neck and quickly leaned forward. His lips touched Shi An’s bulging cheeks.

Kissed.

“!”

Shi An was so shocked that even his ears moved up and down, turning his face and looking at him with wet eyes.

It was more like a small animal.

The noodles were spicy, Shi An’s eyes were watery, and his lips glowed a moist red.

Yan Liang couldn’t hold back. He stood up slightly, lowering his body, and quickly giving Shi An a peck on the lips.

The moment he got close to Shi An, Yan Liang bumped into the tip of his thinly flushed ear.

“………”

He heard the muffled sound of something heavy hitting the ground.

The bag fell crookedly to the ground, and Zhou Yuan stared at them with wide eyes and an open mouth, like a frog with bulging eyes whose throat was choked by fate.

Pitiful.

But I like it.

Yan Liang tilted his head: “It’s a lie. Not a girlfriend.”

“It’s, boy, friend.”

“…” Zhou Yuan squeaked and turned his head to Shi An, “Shi An. You have changed. You didn’t.kill him.”

Shi An didn’t answer.

Then Zhou Yuan incredibly saw his own childhood friend, who had a cold and clear personality since childhood, blushing.

The corners of his mouth seemed to be still curled.

His eyes were wet and soft as hell.

What was to ask the heavens without words.4无语问苍天 – things you are facing cannot be imagined and resolved, or no one can understand, so you have to confide in the sky

Zhou Yuan pretended to wipe a handful of his non-existent tears, “…Ah, the road of life…”

Shi An bowed his head to stifle laughter, Yan Liang dejectedly raised his eyebrows.

When your two childhood friends got caught off guard and fall in love.

“The end of friendship.” Zhou Yuan picked up his book bag and waved his hand in an old cadre style.

“Do it.” Yan Liang finished the remaining few mouthfuls of noodles. Shi An’s bowl had half of the noodles left.

“Just kidding,” Zhou Yuan’s smile faded and he said, “Shi An you go on eating, I have something to show Yan Liang, I’ll come back down later.”

Zhou Yuan raised his eyebrows toward Yan Liang.

“Coming,” Yan Liang gently patted the top of Shi An’s head twice, “I’ll go upstairs with him.”

 

Zhou Yuan threw his bag on the bed, turned around and punched Yan Liang on the shoulder.

He used some force, Yan Liang cooperated and took two steps back, leaning against the wall.

“This is the thing, right. Some time ago, you were so abnormal, you didn’t say anything when you were asked, and you always talked about some weird things,” Zhou Yuan jumped onto the bed with his legs crossed and stared at him. “You just hide it from me. Hide it, ba. Are we not friends?”

“Yes, I didn’t tell you.” Yan Liang tiptoed, his bangs quivered with the movement, “Sorry.”

“Cut it, come on,” Zhou Yuan slammed himself onto the bed, “I ask you to apologize, ah? All right, all right, I don’t know how to say pretentious words, you let me organize my language.”

Zhou Yuan rolled over and stuffed his face into the pillow.

He heard Yan Liang say yes gently.

How to say it.

Childhood friends who have known each other since childhood.

I want you to be well.

I want you to be happy.

I want you to wake up every day in a familiar place, to see familiar people, to hear familiar good morning good night and good afternoon.

I want you all to be happy.

I’ve never seen Shi An look so happy.

It is really nice.

His eyes actually got a little warm.

Big man, still sentimental.

Zhou Yuan straightened up and pointed at Yan Liang’s nose: “Don’t show your love in front of single dogs, I’ll beat you up once I see you.”

Yan Liang laughed and shook his head, “It depends on the mood.”

Zhou Yuan grunted, leaned back against the headboard, and quieted down.

It was a long time before he heard Zhou Yuan’s rare and somewhat heavy voice.

“You’re all my buddies.”

“You guys have to be brave.”

“You have to be good to him. We all know that, he looks like this, but he’s actually very emotional and easily hurt.”

“Quite unexpected, tsk, how to say it.”

Forget it.

Zhou Yuan straightened up, clenched his fist and knocked Yan Liang’s shoulder, “Hey, take him home after eating noodles.”

Yan Liang lifted his hand and squeezed Zhou Yuan’s fist, “En.”

 

When Yan Liang took his homework to the dessert shop, Ling Yue was nowhere to be seen. The phone was lying on the table, paused on a certain interface of a certain Korean drama, and the earphone cord was curled up slumped by the side.

A small, delicate handmade photo frame was pressed on the bar.

Shi An was sitting on a high stool, looking at the picture carefully, and when he saw Yan Liang coming, he pushed the frame towards him.

Inside the frame was a photo that he didn’t know when it was taken.

On summer nights, the street lights were sparse and faint on the streets of a small town. A few moths were scattered and buried in the lights, and an old-fashioned big-wheeled bicycle was leaning on the corner of the alley.

Shi An held Lady in one hand and pointed his fingers in the distance as if to say something. Yan Liang carried a bag on one shoulder, bent down to listen, with a smile on his lips.

“Turn to the back.” Shi An said, making a gesture of flipping.

Yan Liang complied and flipped over the frame.

[Hey, brothers]

Ling Yue’s flamboyant and sharp handwriting was eloquently written.

[To the youth]5我致年少 – literally translated to ‘I’m to the youth’ so honestly I’m not sure either.

1in english2used for wife. 贤惠 is virtuous but 贤= virtuous, 惠 = gracious; gentle; fair; kind; benevolent. In short, a wife material3in english4无语问苍天 – things you are facing cannot be imagined and resolved, or no one can understand, so you have to confide in the sky5我致年少 – literally translated to ‘I’m to the youth’ so honestly I’m not sure either.