Lin Suddenly Lost Love

  On the seventh day of being suspended from work, I had a dream.

  Lin Yuezheng carefully nursed a pot of ferns that I had carelessly thrown on the windowsill, with the smile of morning dew. I quietly walked over, he turned around, and the smile and tenderness inevitably spread to my eyes, shoulders. I tiptoed waiting for a kiss, but my body fell into a huge black hole as if it had lost its center of gravity.

  I suddenly opened my eyes and found myself lying in the bathtub, with the sunlight outside the window piercing my eyes.

  Seven days ago I saw Yu Tian and then spent the whole night carrying those two large cardboard boxes about him to the front of the church.

  Six days ago, Junko refused my invitation to go shopping together over the phone for the first time. She was probably sick and her voice was very weak and unclear.

  Five days ago, Lin suddenly sent me a video. In the video, he was pointing at the computer screen, and it turned out that this kid was a professional e-sports player in high school. Lin also invited me to play games together, saying that he wanted me to experience the thrill of being carried by a great god. The last two words "tail sound" were particularly clear when he said them.

  Four days ago, it snowed heavily, I stood in front of the window and looked down with my head bowed, a very picturesque scene.

  Three days ago, after Google finished the neurosurgery department's final exam, he posted a Weibo post. Below it were various cheers and complaints from their classmates, but then someone mentioned Yu Tian, and afterwards some little girls' avatars appeared with sighs of nostalgia.

  It's like mourning.

  I wanted to say something, but my neck stiffened and I couldn't move anymore. Probably because of the awkward sleeping position the night before, I got a crick in my neck. So for the last two days, I've been stubbornly bedridden, weak and pale.

  The holiday ended hastily and thinly like this.

  An hour ago, I received a call from Vivian telling me to go back to work, so I rushed into the bathtub to wash away my bad luck, but accidentally fell asleep, and then had a dream that was more than just a spring dream.

  When I rushed to the company, I found that the office was silent. Li Xiaoming stood weakly in the crowd, just like me on that day. Beside him were two honest-looking security guards.

  "It's me, I'm the insider."

  I saw him from a distance, clenching his fingers, with fingernails as neat and trimmed as a girl's, even painted with nail polish, deeply embedded in the palm of his hand, which should leave faint marks.

  Then he carefully lowered his head and slowly returned to his own office desk from the central position. The atmosphere was silent for a while.

  Vivian suddenly stood up, took out a small stack of thin white cards from her exquisite limited edition Fendi, and distributed them to everyone, including Li Xiaoming who was lowering his head to clean up his table and Yu Tian who had not spoken and had not even lifted his head.

  If it weren't for her next sentence, I would have thought she was just posting a mini physical examination form. But.

  "I'm getting married," she said, a soft pink glow on her face making her look more approachable. "I'll also be taking some time off because I'm pregnant."

  She lowered her head and stroked her flat abdomen. The name on the wedding invitation was neither Lin Jing nor Yu Tian.

  In just a few minutes, the atmosphere in this office changed from being heavy and inexplicable to weak.

  After the crowd dispersed, I found Lin Jing hiding in the corner of the tea room smoking, his eyes were slightly red from the smoke, and the shallow mist on his cheeks was evaporating lightly. When he saw me coming in, he smiled with a smirk.

  That brief, fleeting moment is like the universe, vast and infinitesimal, where even a small stone can easily sway or tear our lives apart. Or perhaps, the entire universe is just a transparent container quietly placed under God's gaze.