Xu Hui quietly waited for Bai Lu's answer.
Summer nights are hot and dry, and people or bicycles pass by outside the house from time to time, adding a dispensable sound to the silent environment.
At this time, Xu Hui showed a patience that did not match his age.
After the initial panic, Bai Lu calmed down very quickly.
Xu Hui was still looking at her, with a white face, black eyes, and a thin figure. Under the incandescent light in the kitchen, he merged with the night of the doors and windows behind him, like a light watercolor that has only been smudged one layer at a time.
Bai Lu didn't blink her eyes and spoke softly.
"Because there are many such flowers in this district."
Xu Hui's eyes were quiet, "Is it because of this?"
Bai Lu smiled and stopped talking.
Xu Hui said flatly: "I like honeysuckle."
Bai Lu: "Because you like it, someone else will like it too."
Xu Hui looked at her, "You girls like to beat around the bush like this, so it's not good to speak up. Because I like it, you like it, that's right."
Bai Lu still smiled, and slowly lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking.
The chin was supported by a finger and gradually lifted upwards.
His fingers are cold.
Xu Hui looked at Bai Lu's face, looked left and right, and finally went to take off Bai Lu's glasses.
Bai Lu stopped him.
Xu Hui didn't care, he straightened up slowly, returned the phone to Bai Lu, and took another French fries from the bag and put it in his mouth.
"It's cold." Put the bag aside, "It's not tasty." He took out another toy from it, and tore open the packaging bag casually.
"Doraemon."
He took the toy and shook it.
Bai Lu looked at the fat blue civet cat and said, "Do you like it?"
Xu Hui smiled, "Amusing children?" He had slender fingers, playing with a small toy, and said, "I'm older than you."
Bai Lu raised her eyebrows and said nothing.
Just as Xu Hui was about to open his mouth, the phone rang.
Holding the toy in his hand, he answered the phone.
"... Oh, Xiaoye, is it already here?" Xu Hui put the phone away and looked at the time, "Why are you so close?"
The girl on the phone was acting coquettishly, and Bai Lu who was standing next to her could hear her.
Xu Hui finally agreed, "Okay, you wait at the station, I'll go there right away."
After putting down the phone, Bai Lu spoke first.
"Your friend comes, I'll go first."
Xu Hui fiddled with his phone, but didn't look at Bai Lu. Bai Lu turned her head and walked out. Xu Hui said behind her, "Let's go out together."
Xu Hui followed Bai Lu to the door, he didn't wear socks, he stepped directly into the canvas shoes without mentioning it, and walked out step by step.
Bai Lu knew that going out from here, there was a bus stop on the left. On the right is the dormitory building of the sixth middle school and the third year of high school. "I'm leaving first." Bai Lu waved at him, "Goodbye."
"Hey." Xu Hui stopped her, Bai Lu thought he would say thank you, but Xu Hui just looked at her, "It's okay..." Turned his head and left.
In an empty bus station at night, a girl is standing leaning against the license plate. The summer night is blurred. The girl is wearing a crop top, a black thin shirt on the outside, and a super short denim skirt underneath. Under the skirt are slender and tight thighs .
Because of frequent perm and dyeing, her hair is a bit dry. His blonde hair was tied high back, exposing his neck.
The old man riding a tricycle passed by the station, pressed the brake, and glanced over unintentionally.
"What are you looking at?" The girl shouted loudly, and the old man rode away with trembling legs.
The girl rolled her eyes, her long false eyelashes looked like black butterflies, she rolled a circle in the sweltering midnight, just halfway through, she saw the boy coming from the opposite road.
The girl's eyes lit up for a moment, and the bag was thrown behind her. She ran over in a few steps and jumped directly onto the boy.
"Ahui!" Xiaoye hugged Xu Hui's neck tightly as if she was hanging on Xu Hui's body. "So slow..."
Xu Hui hummed, "Something happened just now."
Xiaoye pouted, "What's the matter?"
Xu Hui didn't say much, and Xiaoye tactfully stopped asking questions.
She knows him.
Holding Xu Hui's hand, Xiao Ye walked in front and led Xu Hui back.
At the door of the house, Xiaoye took out the key from Xu Hui's back trouser pocket familiarly, and opened the door. Xu Hui didn't stop, and put his hands in his pockets and said calmly, "Whose house is this?"
Xiaoye pulled Xu Hui into the door, closed the door behind her back, and tiptoed to kiss his lips.
She was too close, and her center of gravity was almost unstable. Xu Hui raised his hand to support her, and when he touched something, he lowered his head and whispered, "Are you not wearing it?"
Xiaoye was softened by his touch, her hands were tightly wrapped around Xu Hui's waist, and her chest was lightly rubbed against Xu Hui's hands.
"You touch..."
"Who messed around?"
"It's just you...you mess—" before finishing speaking, Xiaoye bit her lip, pressed her face against Xu Hui's chest, and called his name involuntarily.
"Ah Hui..."
Half pushed and half came to the bedroom, Xiaoye pushed Xu Hui down on the bed, and lay on top of him.
The lights in the room were not turned on, and Xiao Ye blushed when the street lights came on outside the window, and Xu Hui looked at her calmly.
"Don't look at me like that." Xiaoye said.
Xu Hui: "What do you think?"
Xiaoye didn't know how to look at it, so she finally pursed her lips and pinched Xu Hui.
"You are the prettiest."
Xu Hui chuckled and looked aside.
Xiaoye leaned down, and her hands began to be dishonest.
"Xiaoye." There seemed to be a warning element in the tone.
When Xiaoye heard it, she stopped her hand on the spot, and the redness on her face gradually faded away. She stuck to his ear and said, "Don't you like me?"
Xu Hui turned his head and looked directly above.
"It's not about coming over for a meal."
"Is it just eating when you say eating?"
"if not."
Xiaoye propped herself up, her well-dressed makeup looked a little gray at this moment.
"I like you… "
Xu Hui didn't react too much to Xiaoye's confession.
The usually strong girl is also starting to be vulnerable at this time.
"Ahui, I like you..."
Xu Hui hummed.
He was still so light and unrestrained, the same as usual. She was attracted by this kind of him, and also hurt by this kind of him.
Xiaoye was so wronged that she cried.
"Ahui, why don't you have a girlfriend?"
Xu Hui lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and didn't answer.
Xiaoye sat on the bed, her makeup faded in a short while. Because of the sticky eyelashes, she didn't dare to wipe them with her hands, and the circles of her eyes were dizzy with tears.
She tried to find a breakthrough from another direction.
"Is it because of something at home? You closed yourself off?" Xiaoye leaned over and said emotionally, "It doesn't matter, Ah Hui, it has nothing to do with you, I am willing to accompany you, you and I—"
Before he finished speaking, the person was pushed away.
He had never used so much force.
"Let's go." Xu Hui didn't say it loudly, but his tone was colder than ever before.
Xiaoye panicked, "Ahui, I didn't mean that, I..."
"I said go."
He sat up and glanced at her sideways.
A bucket of cold water was poured over her head, and Xiaoye vaguely realized that she had said something wrong. Or it wasn't wrong, but she spoke too superficially, and the language didn't express her heart.
These thoughtless words destroyed the thin atmosphere and relationship at this time.
"Ahui..." She even forgot to cry.
Xu Hui stood up, obviously angry. Xiaoye took Xu Hui's hand and was thrown away by him.
He went to the kitchen and took out two bottles of beer from the refrigerator. Xiaoye stood on the ground barefoot, making the last effort.
"Ahui, can I accompany you..."
The wine bottle was placed on the coffee table, Xu Hui raised his eyes, and the calm eyes were saying—
Why are you still here
Xiaoye lowered her head, walked slowly to the door, bent over to put on her high-heeled sandals.
Before leaving, Xiaoye put her hand on the door and turned to look at Xu Hui. Xu Hui sat on the sofa, casually opened a bottle of wine, and had no intention of looking back.
The door was gently closed, Xu Hui calmed down and took a deep breath.
When exhaling, he saw a small toy in the corner of the table, a blue Doraemon.
Xu Hui's hand paused for a moment, then he held the bottle, raised his head and drank.
On a summer night in the north, the wind blows the leaves and dances lightly.
When Bai Lu answered Xu Hui's call, she had just finished a set of questions at half past eleven.
She took the phone to the window.
Her dormitory is on the second floor. There are three peach trees outside the south-facing windows, and the window sills are easily covered with residual flowers blown down by the wind.
In the hot summer, Bai Lu opened the window to ventilate the air. There were a few flower petals on the screen window, and she gently flicked them away with her hands.
"Hey?"
No one spoke on the phone, only heavy breathing.
"Xu Hui?"
The night was too quiet, so quiet that the time began to stretch.
I don't know how long it took before there was a slow hum from the phone.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Bai Lu could tell that he was drunk.
Is very drunk very drunk.
"you've been drinking."
Xu Hui's thinking was much slower than usual, and after a long time, he hummed again in a low voice.
"Why drink?"
"I would."
"Oh."
Bai Lu was silent for a while, then said, "Do you do everything on your own will?"
Xu Hui hummed again.
Bai Lu: "Has no one ever blamed you?"
Xu Hui paused for a long time this time, and then said nonchalantly, "So what?" He pointed his mouth directly into the microphone, and the rough smell of alcohol almost wafted down the phone.
"I don't care." Xu Hui said again, "... I don't care."
He slowly entered his own world, forgot about Bai Lu, forgot about his cell phone, and forgot that he was still on the phone.
"Blame me, everyone blames me... There are too many people who blame me, what does it have to do with me, what they want to do is their own business, and whatever happens is their own fault, it has nothing to do with me..."
"It has nothing to do with me, no one can blame me..."
Holding her mobile phone, Bai Lu saw a small flying insect, attracted by the light in the room, get into the hole of the screen window, struggling to get out.
Xu Hui babbled on the phone incoherently.
After a while, Bai Lu stopped thinking and said something softly.
"Xu Hui, are you crying?"