This is not a student from a nearby university town, but a gathering of employees from a nearby visual studio. Therefore, they play much more than the students.
I rented a stereo and it was deafening.
Sun Yuhe looked at Xu Hui who was next to him. He hadn't spoken much since ten minutes ago.
After a while, Xu Hui called two waiters to take his place, and left the room by himself.
The water bar and the room are two different worlds, and the soft music made his head not hurt as much as before.
After taking a bottle of beer, Xu Hui came to sit by the window.
After a while, Sun Yuhe also came out.
"It's hot..." He sat across from Xu Hui, "It's too hot with the air conditioner turned on so low, Hangzhou is almost hopeless today."
Xu Hui was sitting on the sofa with a bottle of wine in his hands—or rather sinking in the sofa, with his eyes closed.
Sun Yuhe wanted to say a few words, but seeing Xu Hui's appearance, he forcibly suppressed it.
Over the past few years, he has gradually adapted to Xu Hui's increasingly weird temper.
He took out his phone and chatted with Keiko.
While chatting, a text message came in suddenly, and Sun Yuhe's eyes lit up when he saw it.
"Hey... hey!" After kicking Xu Hui, Xu Hui didn't move, and hummed in a low voice.
"Guess who texted me?" Sun Yuhe said jokingly.
Xu Hui slowly moved his arms away, his eyes were numb after being drunk.
Sun Yuhe said, "Huang Xinying."
Xu Hui looked at him indifferently, and Sun Yuhe said with emotion: "Oh, I just said that you are a woman...you are blessed to be handsome, God is so unfair."
Xu Hui didn't say a word, and Sun Yuhe said again: "Do you know what she asked me? She asked me if you drink so much alcohol and sleep well."
Xu Hui seemed extremely tired, he twitched the corners of his mouth, showing no attitude.
"I'll read to you what she said—'I thought about it before, but I never had a chance to say it. If Ah Hui really takes sleep aids, don't take them after drinking, it's very dangerous.'"
Huang Xinying has a beautiful appearance and a cute voice. Now she is imitated by Sun Yuhe, and she even blinks her eyes.
It's a pity that the listeners didn't seem to care, Xu Hui's arm pressed against his eyes again.
"What do you think of Huang Xinying?" Sun Yuhe asked.
Xu Hui said in a low voice, "What about it?"
"Human." Sun Yuhe looked like you understand me, "Don't pretend, you can't see that she is interested in you? How long have you been in Hangzhou, how many girls have left you their phone numbers?"
Xu Hui's breathing was slow, let alone speaking, it seemed that he was struggling to even breathe.
"I think she's pretty good, anyway, you don't have—"
Xu Hui turned over with difficulty on the small sofa, "Stop talking...let me be quiet for a while."
Sun Yuhe paused, then shrugged and stopped talking.
Sun Yuhe didn't take the college entrance examination either, and came to Xu Hui directly after graduating from high school.
The first reason for coming to him is that he and Xu Hui are friends, and the second is that he thinks Xu Hui is really smart.
Xu Hui's father was born in the countryside and started from scratch. He worked hard all the way and built a big family business. No matter what the family situation is, Xu Zhenggang's ability is unquestionable.
Perhaps influenced by his father, Xu Hui has been influenced by his ears and eyes since he was a child, and he is extremely talented in business. In more than two years, they have doubled their capital several times.
Although he has made money, until now, Sun Yuhe feels that Xu Hui's spirit is getting worse day by day. He can't always ask the reason, after all, there is now an extra layer of boss-subordinate relationship between him and Xu Hui.
Sun Yuhe continued to chat with Huizi, and received a text message from Huang Xinying after a while.
Sun Yuhe asked Xu Hui without raising his head: "Huang Xinying said that their art troupe will perform in a few days, musicals, do you want to go?"
nothing happened.
Sun Yuhe thought Xu Hui was asleep, so he didn't ask any more questions. After a few seconds, he casually glanced over and was startled.
Xu Hui frowned, his eyes were closed tightly, and his face seemed to be painted with a layer of paint, which was extremely gray.
He hugged his body involuntarily, his forehead covered with sweat.
Sun Yuhe quickly put down his phone, "What's wrong?"
Xu Hui didn't even have the strength to shake his head, so Sun Yuhe quickly said, "Uncomfortable?"
Xu Hui's thin lips were tightly closed, and there was no color on his lips.
Sun Yuhe: "Is it serious? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Only then did Xu Hui shake his head slowly, his voice was like sandpaper, "...no need, it will be fine in a while."
Sun Yuhe got up and went to the bar to get a glass of water.
"Hot water, drink a little."
Xu Hui was in a trance for a moment, as if he had heard the same words not long ago—
Hot water, you drink a little.
That voice was softer and thinner.
Let me drink hot water, why should I drink hot water, is it useful after drinking it, what is the use...
Thinking about it made my head hurt even more.
"Ah Hui!" Sun Yuhe looked at the sweating Xu Hui, and held the water glass in front of him.
Xu Hui's thoughts were chaotic, and he felt that nothing was useless in a trance, and all the strength he had saved was used to push away the water glass.
The cup was not held, fell to the ground, and the water spilled all over the floor.
The waiter next to him hurried over, "Brother Sun, wipe it off."
Sun Yuhe nodded, and the waiter ran to get the mop.
Sun Yuhe looked at Xu Hui worriedly, feeling that his state was indescribably bad.
Out of the corner of his eye, Sun Yuhe saw the mobile phone on the table, and Sun Yuhe brought it over, and while sending a text message, he said, "I promised Huang Xinying for you, you will go to see that musical with her after a while, you can't do this, you have to go for a walk."
Xu Hui closed his eyes, not knowing whether he heard it or not.
Sun Yuhe gritted his teeth and simply called Huang Xinying directly.
"Come here."
Half an hour later, Huang Xinying came.
"What's the matter? I just rushed over from the student union meeting." Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Huang Xinying saw Xu Hui nestled on the sofa. "Ah! You look so bad, are you feeling unwell?"
Sun Yuhe said from the side: "I'm sorry to call you here, I still have a few guests to accompany me later, I really don't have time to take care of him."
Huang Xinying squatted down on her knees, "It's okay, I'll do it."
Sun Yuhe went to help Xu Hui up, and Huang Xinying went up to help.
Back at Xu Hui's room on the twelfth floor, Sun Yuhe left a key for Huang Xinying.
Xu Hui hadn't recovered from the pain, and fell asleep on the bed. Huang Xinying went to the bathroom to check. There were two hand towels hanging on the wall.
She took off one and smelled it lightly. There was a light scent of body wash on it, and she exclaimed: "Boys' hand towels are so clean..." After getting wet, she went back to the bed and wiped Xu Hui's sweat.
He frowned, his expression pained.
His lips were parted slightly, and the pain made his breathing heavy.
Huang Xinying caressed his face, "Xu Hui, are you feeling better?"
He didn't answer.
The body looks more slender on the bed, and delicate bones and pale skin can occasionally be seen in the gaps of the black shirt.
Huang Xinying gradually became quiet, and moved closer to Xu Hui's cheek little by little.
He opened his eyes.
Huang Xinying was very close to him, seeing that he was awake, she said softly, "Are you feeling better?"
Xu Hui still didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.
Huang Xinying was not the same as usual, not so lively, not so laughable, even her voice seemed to be tinged with fatigue - she tried her best to move closer to him.
"Is there something unhappy about you?"
The smell of alcohol on Xu Hui's body was not gone yet, Huang Xinying said in a low voice: "Actually, everyone is unhappy sometimes, and I am too. It's just that I don't like to talk about these things. Maybe it's because of my personality. I like to bear it alone. In fact, sometimes I feel very tired, and I want to find someone who can share it.”
His eyes were drunk and awake, he kept looking at her, and it seemed that he was not only looking at her.
Same age girl, same college class, same life...
Also with no purpose.
Huang Xinying rambled on for a long time, and finally asked Xu Hui: "Do you have someone you like?"
Xu Huiren seemed to be fished out of the water, unable to speak a word.
His vulnerability gave her confidence.
"You are so handsome, there must be many girls who like you. They are all beauties... Do ordinary girls like me have no chance at all?"
Xu Hui couldn't help laughing when he heard such words.
I don't know if it's because of the pain, but his smile sounds more like crying.
"Do you believe in retribution..."
He finally spoke, his voice was very low, so low that Huang Xinying couldn't hear clearly.
So Xu Hui continued talking to himself.
"I did something wrong and didn't make it up... Now there is no chance... I will never forgive. All of this in the future will be retribution..."
"Body, energy, life, if you make it like this, it's all retribution..."
He was too weak, Huang Xinying listened carefully, only heard the word "retribution".
"What retribution?" she asked, "What retribution do you have, you are a very nice person."
Xu Hui looked at the black ceiling, "You think I'm a good person..."
Huang Xinying nodded, "Yes."
Xu Hui was silent for a while, then shook his head slightly in disapproval.
Huang Xinying smiled, "Then you think you are a bad person."
He thought for a while, then shook his head again. Taking a deep breath, Xu Hui raised his hand to cover his face, "I don't know..." he whispered, "I don't know anything..."
The darkness also seemed to be confused.
Huang Xinying didn't understand the meaning, she just thought he was drunk. She stood up, went to the window and drew the curtains.
The moonlight shone into the house, and the university city outside was brightly lit.
Something caught her attention—it was a picture frame in the corner of the window, just hidden by the curtains.
Huang Xinying brought the photo frame over, a layer of dust fell on it, and inside was a small sketch.
"What is this?" Huang Xinying took a look at the painting and asked Xu Hui, "Did you draw it? Look good."
Xu Hui turned his head away.
The moment he saw the painting in Huang Xinying's hand, he was at a loss for a moment, and then he struggled to get up from the bed as if he had been awakened.
"Hey? What are you doing?" Huang Xinying quickly put down the photo frame.
The sweat on Xu Hui's face was still wet, and he lifted his shoes with trembling hands.
Huang Xinying came to him, "What's the matter? I'll get you whatever you want."
"I'm going to your school..." Xu Hui seemed to be impatient, he didn't have the strength to speak, and he had already stood up with force.
Huang Xinying quickly supported him.
"To my school? Now? Why."
Why? have no idea.
do what? do not know either.
Only one thought drove him—he wanted to see her.
He's still not sure what kind of feelings he has for her.
He always thought that they were broken, that it was all over, that the short time was just a stupidity committed by youth when he was young—
until last winter.
His father called, and he answered the phone expectantly, but when he got the news of his brother's death.
His father told him in a weary voice that Wang Jie's spirit became abnormal and she was sent to a nursing home.
"Just to let you know." Father said.
Putting down the phone, he stood on the road for a long, long time. He tried to dial a number, then hung up.
He didn't know what to do.
From sunrise to noon, from sunset to night.
He once believed that the day when the first snow fell was already the worst in his life, but he didn't expect that God didn't think it was enough.
Is it never enough.
For a week, he was at a loss.
The first time I drank alcohol, my body became numb.
In a whirl, he thought of her again.
Bai Lu—that wolf in sheep's clothing, that careful and ruthless woman.
He suddenly wanted to see her.
as now. ???? In the smoky room, a group of people are having fun.