City x, after Yan Yu left that place at the age of eighteen, he never went back. His grandfather said at the beginning, no matter how far you go, it is best not to come back for the rest of your life. Yan Yu is true, he never set foot there once .
The long-distance bus is driving steadily on the road, and through the glass window, I can see the scene of rapid reversal outside. Before I know it, it is already the season of rapeseed flowers, and the eyes are full of gold, and the breeze passes, there are ripples, the front of the house Later, in the fields, you can see it.
Yan Yu stared out the window, and finally looked back. He was obviously not very calm about the place he was about to reach. Xun Chuan was in a transparent soul state. He sat on his lap and quietly watched the large scenery passing by. The voice that Yan Yu could hear said in a strange tone: "The last time I came, it was still bare and nothing."
Yan Yu didn't say a word, clenched his palms without a trace, it would take four or five hours to drive to X City, and it was still early. He leaned on the back of the seat, half awake from the slight bump in the car, and then made a bizarre dream.
There was a leather sofa under him, the tentacles were cold, and there was a lot of noise in the ears, as if someone was crying and howling with a microphone. When he opened his eyes, there were people everywhere. The dazzling lights changed rapidly, and it was too late to catch it. In the bar box.
He has his own consciousness, but his body movements are completely uncontrollable. He reaches out and grabs a bottle of wine from the coffee table, and then fills the wine glass.
There was a mobile phone on the coffee table, and it vibrated twice. Yan Yu glanced at the call notification, hesitated for a moment, but still connected, but his tone was very cold: "Is something wrong?"
There was a faint whistling of the cold wind over the microphone, and after a while, Xun Chuan took a breath, not knowing whether he was crying or freezing, he took a deep breath, and tried his best to calmly say: "The 20,000 yuan you want I'll charge you the money."
Yan Yu flicked the cigarette ashes, and his handsome face was indistinct in the light: "It's good, it's just a breakup fee."
There was a momentary loss of voice over the microphone, revealing the sound of rapid breathing, which made Yan Yu confirm the fact that Xun Chuan was crying. He did not hang up the phone and waited patiently for the other party to answer.
"I don't care!" Xun Chuan cried so hard that he couldn't breathe, he kicked the suitcase beside him angrily, squatted beside the station and roared, "I don't care, it's not like I won't give you money. You and I will die!"
Yan Yu hung up the phone, threw the phone back on the coffee table, raised his head and poured a glass of strong wine, next to a bald man singing karaoke, a snake tattooed on the tiger's mouth, and whistling, "Yan Yu Brother has the ability, Xun Chuan's rich young master looks like something arrogant, he is not being played around by you, it's a pity to split it up, it's hard to find licking dogs these days."
He was giggling, and his words were full of nasty smiles: "Xun Chuan is more beautiful than a girl, that waist, that leg, I have always been tempted by men, if you don't want it, let my buddy take over!"
Yan Yu didn't speak when he heard the words, he just flipped the heavy empty wine glass in his hand, and then felt that it was not easy to take advantage of, so he changed a whole unopened bottle. Rounding up the game: "You're a toad who wants to eat swan meat. Someday they won't break up, and when will they really break up? You are short and poor, and people really don't look down on you, so shut up."
Dongzi Jiuyi raised his head and didn't take it seriously, but seeing Yan Yu's gloomy profile, he still sat back.
A minute later, the phone on the coffee table rang again, Yan Yu put the phone to his ear, closed his eyes, and listened to what the other party had to say.
Xun Chuan's cold voice was trembling, and his words were a bit intermittent, barely maintaining the last trace of dignity: "Did you scold you the day you were angry? Well, I apologize, I shouldn't scold you..."
Yan Yu frowned and patted his trouser legs: "You're right, I'm a scumbag. They all know it, but if you don't believe it, remember to clean your eyes next time you find someone."
"I just don't believe it!"
Xun Chuan's mood collapsed in an instant, and he could not hold back the choking in his throat, like a child who has been wronged, regardless of his unreasonable trouble: "Yan Yu, I only want you, I don't want anyone else, can we be okay in the future, I'll do it again. I don't quarrel with you anymore, I don't lose my temper anymore, I'll change..."
This is definitely the most aggrieved time that Xun Chuan cried in Yan Yu's memory. Even if he wanted to get back together before, he would be awkward and show his sympathy. He had never apologized in such a low voice.
"Yan Yu, I'll be waiting for you in X City, come here, you know I'm afraid of the dark, there's no one here, it's pitch black everywhere, I'm afraid, I won't break up, I won't leave, I'll wait for you Come here, will you come here..."
"I won't go, go home by yourself."
Everything was repeating step by step, Yan Yu was in a daze for a moment, and at this moment, Dongzi walked over with a glass of wine, and I don't know whether it was intentional or not, and poured the wine all over him.
Yan Yu stood up on a conditioned reflex, threw his phone on the coffee table, and then brushed his trouser legs. Dongzi apologized without sincerity, and his face was full of schadenfreude.
Yan Yu was not in the mood to trouble him and went to the bathroom.
The phone was placed on the coffee table, and before it had time to turn off the screen, Dongzi reached out and took it, dug out Xun Chuan's number from the address book, and sent a text message there. What bad thing did Na Yanyu do with his cell phone, when he gets angry, no one can save you."
Dongzi didn't care and looked proud: "Hey, let's see how long that fool can wait. Anyway, they both broke up. I don't believe that Yan Yu can still kill me."
Someone spat: "It's snowing outside, you freeze to death, you are so immoral!"
When Yan Yu came back, he faintly felt that something happened that he didn't know, and then he took the phone under everyone's attention, and flipped through the chat history. Dongzi was not afraid, and he deleted the message after sending it. , I don't believe what Yan Yu can find out.
After that, Yan Yu's cell phone became strangely quiet. There was no news or any incoming calls. He sat on the sofa and kept changing positions. He checked the time and found that it was already night. The heater was on in the box. It was not cold at all, but occasionally someone came in and out, and the cold wind from the outside was wrapped in it, and it was scraping on the body like a knife.
Someone scolded: "It's so fucking cold, I won't go back today, just make do with one night here."
The hour hand was ticking, and the voice was fast. Yan Yu held the phone tightly, trying to embed it in the palm of his hand. Finally, he suddenly waved to the person beside him: "Lend me your car keys."
It was New Year's Day, when everyone who should go home returned home, the snow was blowing, there were few cars on the street, and there were even a handful of pedestrians. By the middle of the night, the surrounding area was basically empty.
There is a roof above the station in X City, which can barely block part of the wind and snow. A man in thin clothes is walking back and forth, as if waiting for someone. A coat was put on, but it still couldn't resist the erosion of the cold night.
The shops next to him were closed, as were the hotels. Xun Chuan’s hands and feet were starting to become stiff. He didn’t dare to walk, for fear that Yan Yu would not be able to find himself, so he squatted on the ground and waited quietly. A layer of cold air, he wiped it with his sleeve and read the text message over and over.
-Wait for me, come right now.
The sender showed that it was Yan Yu.
Xun Chuan's hand was very beautiful, slender, fair, with distinct joints. At the moment, it was frozen blue and purple, red and swollen. He breathed a sigh of heat on his hand and wanted to call Yan Yu. thought.
In the past, they also argued and quarreled, and Yan Yu couldn't say it every time, but he came every time.
Yan Yu would come, Xun Chuan was convinced.
He raised his eyes and saw that the residential building opposite was lit up, with warm lights coming out of the windows, and he could hear laughter, mixed with the voice of the hostess of the Spring Festival Gala.
Xun Chuan's eyes were bright, with a little envy, but when he thought that Yan Yu would come to pick him up later, he was no longer envious.
Before I knew it, six hours had passed, and the snowflakes were falling in a mighty manner, with no tendency to stop at all. Xun Chuan's hands had begun to become numb. He sniffed and tried to call Yan Yu. electricity.
Xun Chuan squatted in the snow, feeling like an idiot, and finally stood up and walked around to keep warm, unaware that a tall black figure was slowly walking towards him not far behind, the tip of his knife flashing coldly.
A thick layer of snow fell, and when he stepped on it, there was a crunching sound. Xun Chuan heard the footsteps coming from behind, heavy and procrastinating, completely different from Yan Yu, and a vigilance quietly rose in his heart, and he quietly retreated. A little farther, pulling the suitcase and wanting to leave.
The other party was a tall and sturdy man. Seeing that Xun Chuan was about to leave, he didn't plan to hide anymore. Seeing that there was no one around, he stepped forward quickly, grabbed Xun Chuan's neck, and pressed the tip of the knife against his back. Viciously said: "Don't move!"
Xun Chuan subconsciously wanted to fight back, but after evaluating his physical strength, he chose to give up, took a breath, and said calmly, "If you want money, I can give it to you."
Hearing this, the man let out a morbid low laugh: "I want money, but also my life."
As he spoke, he began to drag him to the alley behind the station. Seeing that the situation was wrong, Xun Chuan hit him hard on the stomach with his elbow, and hurriedly ran out while the robbers were relaxed. The back was numb, followed by a sharp pain, and some warm liquid slowly soaked out of the clothes.
The robber took out the knife, covered his mouth and dragged it deep into the alley. Xun Chuan struggled desperately, his fingers slashed across the ground, touching the ground under the snow, and forcibly broke two fingernails.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but suddenly there was a sound of a car galloping in the distance, and it was gradually approaching.
Is it Yan Yu...
Xun Chuan's eyes widened, and he didn't know where the strength came from. Suddenly, he broke free from the robbers' restraint and scuffled with him. At this time, a black car stopped in front of the station. The lights were bright and it was very conspicuous in the dark night.
The robber seemed a little flustered, and in a hurry, he took out a brick, smashed it hard on Xun Chuan's knee, and then stumbled away.
In a trance, a warm and viscous liquid slowly flowed down, Xun Chuan wiped his face, his eyes were scarlet, and he saw a tall man get out of the car. Crying, he shouted in a low voice: "Yan Yu..."
For some reason, he couldn't make a sound, he could only rub his elbows, crawled out little by little, leaving a light trail of blood behind him, and repeated a person's name: "Yan Yu..."
The surroundings were surprisingly quiet. The corners of his clothes brushed against the ground, making rustling noises. Yan Yu searched around, and finally heard a change in the alley. His footsteps paused, as if he noticed something, he ran over quickly.
The alley was in a mess, and in a panic, Yan Yu tripped over a stone in the snow and fell into a dreadful somersault. He saw the figure beside him, and he rolled and crawled over to hug him: "Xun Chuan ?!"
He touched Xun Chuan's icy and snowy face with his fingertips with a little warmth, but his hands were sticky and smelled of cold rust.
"Yan Yu..."
Xun Chuan's fears and fears were finally vented at this moment, he clutched Yan Yu's collar and wept bitterly: "I knew you would come... I knew..."
Yan Yu didn't speak, wrapped him in his arms with his coat to warm his icy body, then lowered his head and kissed Xun Chuan's icy quivering lips, hugging him tightly: "It's okay..."
"nothing… "
Xun Chuan hugged his neck, buried it on his shoulder, and cried, "I don't have a home anymore... Yan... Yan Yu... Don't... don't break up with me... In the future I... I'll make my own money to support you... money All… all for you…”
Yan Yu wiped his tears with his warm fingertips, kissed his eyelids, paused, and whispered, "Okay, it doesn't matter..."
Xun Chuan finally burst into laughter. He raised his eyes to look at Yan Yu, with a blood-red look at the bottom of his eyes. He moved his lips silently, and his voice suddenly became broken and hoarse: "Okay...it doesn't matter..."
There was a cut in the throat, and blood was gurgling out.
Yan Yu shuddered and woke up with fright. He suddenly sat up straight and looked around with wide eyes, only to find that a carload of people were asleep, and a phantom soul was sitting in his arms, his eyes pierced through. Glass, still quietly outside the rapeseed.
is a dream...
Yan Yu covered his face with his hands, hiding the expression that was uglier than crying.
Xun Chuan seemed to feel something, and turned his head to look at him.
Yan Yu slowly put down his hand, suddenly pulled Xun Chuan into his arms, lowered his head and kissed his lips, again and again.
The latter shook his toes, looking very happy.