Another night of not sleeping well.
Yi Hui tossed and turned and had trouble falling asleep, waking the person lying next to him several times. When the sky was getting bright, Tang Wenxi couldn't open his eyes, he put one arm across Yi Hui, and mumbled vaguely: "What's the matter? He's so handsome that he can't sleep?"
It was Zhou Jinheng. A few hours ago, Tang Wenxi, who had threatened to call the police, turned around and saw Zhou Jinheng's face on a small road with only three people. The phone was not dialed. "Fuck, are all thieves like this now?"
He doesn't pay attention to the entertainment industry, he only thinks that this person is good-looking. With the appreciation and cherishment of art workers for beautiful things, he candidly pulls out the WeChat QR code to ask for a friend, and also persuades Zhou Jinheng to stop stealing chickens and dogs, saying that he can Introduce him to the studio as a mannequin.
After this interruption, the two parties were unable to speak. Yi Hui didn't know what to say, so he retreated to a position where he thought it was safe to drop his eyes and kept silent. Hearing Tang Wenxi's occupational disease asking about people's height and weight measurements, he raised his hand and tugged at his arm: "It's very late. Now, let's go back."
When he was leaving, Tang Wenxi turned to look from time to time: "Tsk, I'm in great shape, and I can walk on the runway... Why is he still standing there, like he's looking at you... Wait a minute, classmate Jiang, do you know him? ?"
Yi Hui nodded, then shook his head quickly: "I don't know."
When it was dawn, Tang Wenxi got up and stretched out. The first thing he did after regaining his sanity was to confirm with Yi Hui: "You really don't know that handsome guy last night?"
Yi Hui felt that if he asked him again, he would be "submissive", so he took a step back and said, "I've seen it a few times, but I'm not familiar with it."
"I knew it!" Tang Wenxi finally managed to pry out the words, how could he easily let him go, "What is the relationship between the two of you, hurry up and recruit."
Yi Hui regretted it as soon as he admitted it. He thought it would be better to deny it to the end. He boiled the water to avoid Tang Wenxi's questioning. Mistaken for someone else."
Tang Wenxi held his cheeks to think, and came to the conclusion after a while: "So he is not a thief."
Yi Hui was amused by him: "Have you ever seen someone dressed like that come out to rob?"
Tang Wenxi thought back and thought it made sense. With a slap on the forehead, he suddenly realized: "I see, he's here to chase you."
Yi Hui: "…"
"Think about it, isn't it one of the ancient ways to strike up a conversation with you that you look like someone he knows?" Tang Wenxi analyzed it wisely, "You said that he has been pestering you recently, isn't he just chasing you?"
Yi Hui was stunned. The first thing that came to mind was Zhou Jinheng's bewildered face under the dim street lights last night.
If he didn't have the memory of his previous life, Yi Hui might have foolishly believed it. At this moment, he might be blushing and wondering whether he should refuse.
But now he knew better than anyone that Zhou Jinheng was chasing him because he looked alike to Yi Hui, and he had no way of knowing, nor did he want to know, whether it was out of guilt or other pressures.
"Impossible." Yi Hui shook his head affirmatively, then pulled out a smile and used a relaxed tone to cover up the helplessness in his heart, "You can also see that he has grown like that, and only others chase him."
Those remarks were confirmed in the days that followed.
No matter where he and Tang Wenxi went to play together, that person never appeared again. As sensitive as Tang Wenxi, she couldn't even notice the sight behind her. At first, she felt relieved, but after less than two days, she began to shake her head and choke her wrist: "I won't chase after you? Can't you hold on for a while longer? Alas, today's young people are really boring."
Since he mentioned it, Yi Hui couldn't help but tell him a few words along the topic: "If you encounter such a situation in the future, don't rush to face it head-on. What if the other party has a weapon on him?"
Tang Wenxi scratched his head: "How did I know that he is so powerful, he can stop me with one hand. Fortunately, he is not a bad person, otherwise he will be my first seven today." He shuddered and patted his chest to suppress his shock, "Eh Classmate Jiang, do you think he treats me as a rival in love, that's why he is so fierce? You didn't feel the strength of that hand, but I can stand it because of my rough skin and thick flesh. If you have thin arms and thin legs, you might give it Broken."
Yi Hui thought to himself that I had felt it more than once, but he didn't say a word: "If you know you're afraid, don't be so impulsive next time."
He doesn't believe in rivals, unless Zhou Jinheng is really crazy.
He didn't know whether that person was crazy or not, but Dora Hem's recent abnormal Yi Hui really felt it.
This evening, I received another message from Dora Hem: Are you going to be home late today
Inexplicably like a wife who blames her husband for not coming home early after work.
As soon as this thought passed by, Yi Hui felt that it was nonsense, and people just cared about him. He stuck out his tongue and replied: No, it's already on the way back
The other side seemed relieved: well, stay safe.
In the past few days, Yi Hui and Tang Wenxi have been together to visit the playable places around them. The ones that are closer are fine, those that are farther away will inevitably come back later. ”, sending messages from time to time to confirm Yi Hui’s location, reminding him not to talk to strangers, and to go home early.
Yi Hui was embarrassed by him, and said once euphemistically: I am a man, and I have friends with me.
Doraemon's focus is very strange: friends
Yi Hui replied: Yes, my friend, my college classmate
Doraemon: That's fine.
Yi Hui thought about it for a long time, but he didn't know what to do, so he simply attributed it to the kind-hearted Hem's concern for him. Out of the mentality of repaying his gratitude, he shared his happiness and said, "I only recently learned that we have a lot of fun here.
Doraemon: Like
Yi Hui told him interestingly what he had seen and heard in the past few days, and also sent him a few pictures of the seaside.
Doraemon: It's so beautiful.
For some unknown reason, Yi Hui could always see between the lines that he was in a low mood. Contacting the previous conversation, it was not difficult to guess that 80% of it was because of emotional frustration.
Yi Hui is not good at comforting people, and continues to use clumsy methods: when you come, I will also take you to play
Doraemon: Screenshot.
Yi Hui: Why are you taking screenshots? Do I look so unbelievable? [Doraemon smiles]
Doraemon: I'm afraid you forgot.
Yi Hui: I have a good memory, not so easy to forget
The other end paused for a moment and said: forget it.
After a while, another one came: forget all the unhappy ones, just remember the happy ones.
Because of this incomprehensible remark, Yi Hui felt that he wasted Jiang Yihui's mind, and was still terribly stupid.
In this case, I think of the advice that Dr. Liu gave him. Write more, draw more, use both hands and brains, and challenge some new content that has not been tried before, which is helpful for the expansion of thinking and the development of the brain.
So Yi Hui took on a job, painting a group portrait of Jiang Yimang's little sisters. The girls often heard Jiang Yimang boast that her brother won the gold medal in the national painting competition, and they all had great expectations. In addition to sending self-portraits, they also listed the dress code. Among them, six were required to wear skirts.
As we all know, Yi Hui is used to painting men, and is very bad at painting girls, especially girls in floral skirts. The bust he painted for Jiang Yimang can be regarded as a work that exhausted his lifelong skills.
Fortunately, there are professionals present. As a fashion design lover, Tang Wenxi gave a lot of advice from the side. When Yi Hui couldn't draw the elegant dynamic of the skirt, he even went into battle in a bath towel, using Yi Hui's bed as a runway, standing on it and turning in circles Lifting her skirt, she poked her hair and winked again: "Do you see the shyness of a girl?"
Yi Hui shook off goosebumps, raised his hand and covered his eyes: "I see, I see, you should come down first."
When Yi Hui hooked up the line, Tang Wenxi sat beside him and dangled his legs in a bored manner, and said with a thunderous voice, "Classmate Jiang, do you like boys?"
Yi Hui shuddered, and a line was drawn out of the frame.
"Oh, don't be nervous, I'll just ask casually, we are all in the arts, so what's the point of panic?" Tang Wenxi laughed and laughed, "When you were in school, our department and even the whole school enjoyed your sexuality. On the topic of Taoism, there was a polling thread in the school post bar at that time, and I opened six trumpets to vote 'Jiang Yihui likes boys'."
Yi Hui was in a complicated mood. He couldn't hide things on his face. He didn't expect Jiang Yihui to...
Tang Wenxi was triumphant, and his mouth almost reached his ears: "It seems that I guessed right?"
Yi Hui was still wondering if he should admit it directly, but Tang Wenxi took precautions to clear the suspicion: "I'm not asking this because I mean that to you, I only admire and admire classmate Jiang... Although I also like men."
Yi Hui nodded shyly.
Everyone has curiosity, and he also wants to know if the boy Tang Wenxi likes is the one he knows.
It was the first time the two boys talked about relationship issues. Compared with the desire to talk, the embarrassment that came to them finally prevailed. Tang Wenxi became shy after realizing it, and refused to talk about it secretly, holding on to the idea that his friend would know one day, Yi Hui also spoke very morally and didn't ask any further questions.
I just didn't expect this day to come so soon.
After playing in the town for nearly half a month, Tang Wenxi felt that if he stayed any longer, the tutor might have to chase him back to the capital in person, and lamented that Liantiandi had booked a flight ticket online.
The day before he left, he was not idle. He took all the time to play in the mountains and water. After playing with the water, he dragged Yi Hui to climb the mountain.
Yi Hui was happy with Jing, and didn't want to go, but his mother and sister went to battle, and they all persuaded him to go out for a walk. He was almost thrown out of the house. Jiang Xuemei even arranged the camping tent for him, and said that if it was too late, she would stay on the mountain for one night.
The tent was quite heavy, Yi Hui hummed and carried all the way to the foot of the mountain, watching Tang Wenxi rush to someone in front of him impatiently, only then did he realize that his position today had changed from playing with him to a light bulb. .
Walking to the narrow mountain entrance, Yang Chengxuan looked at the sign inserted on the side of the road, and scolded with a cigarette: "What kind of broken mountain is smoking ban?"
Tang Wenxi curled his lips and said, "No smoking, waiting for you to set fire to the mountain?"
The two were bickering in front, and Yi Hui was left behind, looking left and right, feeling uneasy.
When they formally introduced each other just now, Tang Wenxi said that they met by chance, but Yi Hui didn't quite believe it. Yang Chengxuan patted his empty pockets and said that he had decided to come here on a whim, and he didn't bring any change of clothes, so Yi Hui reluctantly persuaded himself not to be blind. nervous.
He always felt that Yang Chengxuan looked at him with some probing and playfulness, as if he was looking at a commodity. If he hadn't worried about Tang Wenxi, he would definitely find an excuse to turn around and run away.
Among the three, Tang Wenxi was the only one who didn't know what was going on. He was preoccupied with climbing the mountain. His backpack straps were tied and shoelaces were fastened. He was about to lift his feet when Yang Chengxuan stopped him: "You two, just brought a tent?"
Tang Wenxi replied, "Yeah, and it won't stay overnight, three people are enough."
"Who said three people?" Yang Chengxuan laughed, raised his chin and pointed behind Yi Hui, "Well, I still have a friend."
Hearing the word "friend", Yi Hui knew something was wrong. He stayed where he was, and when the man walked up to him, he was more than half a head taller than him, blocking the light in front of him, and only then did he have a real sense of meeting again.
"This is my friend, Zhou Jinheng."
Yang Chengxuan introduced him casually. Zhou Jinheng was wearing a mask, but Tang Wenxi didn't recognize him at a glance. He shook hands with him and said "hello" with a smile. Yi Hui, who was standing beside him, became one of the two confused.
Another is Zhou Jinheng.
Although he didn't show his face, Yi Hui was able to confirm that he saw the astonishment in his eyes, and he didn't seem to know that he would meet him here.
After meeting, we started to climb the mountain.
Yi Hui couldn't explain the reason to Tang Wenxi, and he couldn't leave him here alone. If he couldn't walk, he had to stay away from that person as much as possible, dragging Tang Wenxi to run ahead.
The mountains along the southern coast are not high above sea level, and the neat stone road is easy to walk on. He climbed halfway up the mountain in one go. Tang Wenxi shouted that he needed a rest, and Yi Hui, who was gasping for breath, stopped.
While sitting down, he didn't forget to find a stone bench far away from the two of them. Tang Wenxi was so careless about the details that he didn't realize that something was wrong with Yi Hui. Yang Chengxuan asked him to buy water together, and he went in a hurry. , Yi Hui couldn't even pull it.
Today is a working day, there are not many people climbing the mountain, and even fewer people rest on this platform. Yi Hui lowered his head to play with the pendant on his bag, for fear of accidentally colliding with the man's line of sight.
It was given to him by Jiang Yimang yesterday. It is a circular metal half the size of a palm, with a circle of rhinestones on the edge to form a dazzling Ferris wheel, with a long and dense tassel dragging at the tail. He fiddled with the fringe with his fingers, and counted how many there were in total.
But that person's presence was too strong, and within ten seconds of standing still, Yi Hui was flustered, his thoughts were knotted, and he forgot where he counted.
"I really didn't know you were here."
The moment that deep and familiar voice reached his ear through the air, Yi Hui's hand trembled, and a bunch of tangled tassels slipped from his palm, causing Zhou Jinheng to look at his hand as well.
After only watching for a while, he looked away. After briefly pursing his lips, Zhou Jinheng continued what he just said: "If you don't want to see me, I'll leave now."
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