- my brother got it
When Zhou Jinheng received this news, a night scene had just finished filming.
He hurriedly changed his costume, and before he had time to say hello to the director, he told the group's life assistant to ask for a leave, went back to the hotel to get some things and set off.
Affected by the typhoon, most of the flights to the south were cancelled, and Zhou Jinheng went directly to the high-speed rail station. On the way, I used my mobile phone to book a ticket. When I switched to Weibo, Jiang Yimang hadn't replied yet. After hesitating, he still clicked on the private chat interface of Xiao Huixia, typed "Did you sleep" and sent it over. Sure enough, he couldn't send it. Go out, it has been blocked.
Zhou Jinheng put down his phone, leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes.
It shouldn't be delayed until this time.
No matter how he learned the truth, Yi Hui would definitely be angry with him. But it is precisely because he knows that this storm will eventually come, even if he usually handles other things resolutely and resolutely, Zhou Jinheng can't help but become indecisive on this matter. He compensated Yi Hui well and did more things within his power.
In the past six months, he has done everything he can, but he still feels that it is not enough.
It's not so much that it's not enough, it's better to say that I have done so much, and I can't fill the gap in confidence. Only when he hides behind the name that no one has explored, can he dare to speak and act, and have the confidence that he will not be rejected.
Zhou Jinheng even thought about using the identity of Dora Hem to accompany Yi Hui all his life, but when he thought about it again, he felt absurd. Not to mention whether Yi Hui needed such a friend who dared not show up in real life, he himself couldn't bear it. Pain that is so close and untouchable.
Both the horizontal and vertical roads are steep and difficult to navigate. Now that God has made a choice for him, he has no choice but to take the plan and go down hard.
Halfway through the journey, it was just dawn, and Zhou Jinheng opened his eyes after taking a nap. The first thing he did was to raise his hand to touch the position of his left chest near his heart to make sure that the box was in place, and then went to take out his phone.
Jiang Yimang woke up and sent him a series of messages, saying that it was very late last night when she went home, and her brother had made a big fuss, telling her to stop contacting him.
Zhou Jinheng had never seen Yi Hui get angry, and he couldn't imagine what Yi Hui, who was usually soft and gentle, would look like. He asked: how is it now, are you still angry
Jiang Yimang replied: The door is closed, I can't hear anything... I have to go to class, my mother is at home, it should be fine!
Zhou Jinheng thought that he was all mad, was he okay? After thinking about it, it was better to be angry and angry than to keep a cold face and keep silent. He would rather go there and let Yi Hui scold him and beat him. When his anger subsided, he could always think of some good memories, even if it was only one with a big fingernail. A little bit, even if he has not been busy for half a year.
The typhoon had just hit the city, and there were few pedestrians and vehicles on the road. Yang Chengxuan helped to contact the car from the city's high-speed rail station to the town.
Sitting in the car, Yang Chengxuan called and asked if he wanted to book a hotel. Zhou Jinheng said, "No, I shouldn't have a chance to stay in a hotel."
Yang Chengxuan didn't know what was going on, so he laughed and said, "You move so fast, you're all staying at someone's house?"
"I'll take him home." Zhou Jinheng was at a loss, and he didn't know who he was speaking to. "If it goes well, I can take him home this time."
It took Yang Chengxuan a long time to understand the meaning of his words: "...Dare you still think of him as Yi Hui?"
"He is Yi Hui."
After speaking, Zhou Jinheng turned his head and looked out the window. Not long after the typhoon left, the ground was full of messes and waste waiting to be seen. This scene inexplicably gave him a little encouragement.
Maybe Yi Hui is also tired and tired, and is looking for a place to park and rest.
He was the one who wanted to hold Yi Hui in his arms.
It was almost noon when he arrived in the town. Jiang Yimang sent a message saying that he had just arrived home, and his brother was still bored in the room, reminding him not to rush in.
Zhou Jinheng was naturally not impulsive. After entering the door of Jiang's house, he politely bowed to his elders and greeted them. Just as he was about to understand his intention, there was a soft click from upstairs, and unexpectedly, the door opened.
Jiang Yimang immediately climbed upstairs to greet him, Jiang Xuemei hurriedly went to the kitchen to pour out the warm soup in the pot, stretched her neck and rushed upstairs: "Yihui, your friend is here, just in time to have lunch together."
Only Zhou Jinheng remained as calm as ever. But it was only superficial. In fact, his heart was beating like thunder. Seeing Yi Hui's pair of slender ankles in slippers appearing at the corner of the stairs, his brain was running fast, thinking about what to say when facing each other.
Since he opened the door when he heard the movement, and since he was willing to see him, does that mean that everything is not his wishful thinking, and the little fool doesn't actually hate him that much
This guess made Zhou Jinheng feel an ecstasy, no less than the joy when he found Yi Hui. He didn't care that this was someone else's house, and strode forward, the smile that had just raised at the corner of his mouth froze when he saw Yi Hui.
Yi Hui didn't come down alone. He was holding a huge box in his hand. He couldn't see anything else clearly, but because it was too long, the blue yoga mat exposed at the mouth of the box was clearly visible.
The box contained all the things he gave to Yi Hui.
Forgot when, Zhou Jinheng developed the habit of thinking about Yi Hui in everything he did. Even if I was filming outside, I finally had time to go to the store to buy some daily necessities, and when I saw anything, I first wondered if Yi Hui was needed.
Most of these things were handed over by Jiang Yimang, and the feedback I got was "Brother likes it very much", so why should I put all these things I liked together now
Zhou Jinheng wouldn't be so self-righteous enough to think that he bought an identical reward for himself. He packed all his brains like this into a box, obviously he didn't want it, and planned to throw it away.
Jiang Yimang was in a hurry, and went down the stairs while persuading: "Brother, where did you pack these things and send them? Brother, walk slowly, be careful of the steps... Oh, don't throw it away when you get angry, it's all money. bought it."
Hearing this, Yi Hui, who had been silent from opening the door to walking downstairs, suddenly reacted. He stood in front of Zhou Jinheng with the cardboard box in his arms, looked sideways at Jiang Yimang, and seemed to have doubts between his brows: "Throw it away. , why throw it away?"
Jiang Yimang slammed his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "Scared me... I'll just say, you two sit down and have a good talk. Are there any contradictions that you can't talk about?"
Yi Hui was still expressionless when he turned his face. Zhou Jinheng tried to see the unnaturalness of his disguise from his actions, but unfortunately he couldn't find the slightest trace. A lifeless paper man.
He sent the box in his hand forward: "Yours, take it away."
Zhou Jinheng's lips were half-open, but he didn't know what to say. The belly draft he had just typed disappeared in an instant, and not a word remained.
It turned out not to be thrown away, but returned to him.
He subconsciously didn't want to raise his arm to pick it up, as if as long as he didn't pick it up, he could assume that Yi Hui never rejected him, and never threw out his sincerity like unwanted garbage.
Silent rejection is definitely useless, and reason tells him that he should try again. Zhou Jinheng suddenly remembered what he brought, and reached into his pocket to touch it.
The hasty action revealed his inner panic, and when he took out the ring, he carefully identified the positive and negative directions.
This was the second time in Zhou Jinheng's life that he opened the ring box, but he was far less calm than the last time. He knew that this was not the right time, but he couldn't care less about it. He only wanted to keep people. As long as he could keep it, he could give anything.
Holding the ring box in one hand and opening the lid of the box with the other, the ring face should face Yi Hui when opened.
"The ring has been prepared a long time ago." Perhaps too nervous, Zhou Jinheng couldn't hear his own voice, but only noticed that his Adam's apple was trembling with the words, "There is also a pair of bracelets left by my mother, said to be for my daughter-in-law. , I left in a hurry and didn't have time to bring it with me."
I'll show it to you when I get home - Zhou Jinheng couldn't say it. If Yi Hui showed anger or sadness, he would have reason to say more, but Yi Hui did not respond, and he had no chance to see the "anger" in Jiang Yimang's mouth.
Yi Hui didn't even look at the ring, and pushed the box forward again: "Take it."
Every time he said "take it away", Zhou Jinheng's heart sank. Fortunately, he is not a vulnerable character who is easily beaten. While Jiang Yimang went to pick up the box, he stepped forward and pulled Yi Hui's hand to give him the ring.
Whether you wear it or not, as long as you don't refuse, as long as you are willing to accept it.
When the two of them touched their skins, Yi Hui reflexively avoided. The box fell on the ground without being held firmly, and the ring box was knocked over. The ring inside fell out, bounced on the ground twice, and Gu Lulu rolled out the door. .
This time it was Yi Hui who responded quickly. He strode into the yard, bent down to pick up the ring when it rolled to the edge of the sewer, and made Zhou Jinheng, who was following behind, pounce on the air.
He finally had to take a look at the ring.
The overall ring is plain and simple, but the two people's names are engraved side by side in a prominent place. This is the little fool's wish all along. He once whispered while Zhou Jinheng was lying on the bed holding his hand when he was pretending to be asleep.
Seeing Yi Hui's eyes twinkling, Zhou Jinheng's heart lifted again, and instinctively took a step forward. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Yi Hui turned back, threw the ring in his hand into the box, picked up the box again with great difficulty, and turned to Zhou Jinheng, the light of surprise or grievance in his eyes had disappeared.
"It's all here, take it." Yi Hui said, "Don't give it away in the future."
Before, he imagined many "later", and now he took the initiative to cut it off.
It sounds a little selfish, but he doesn't want to toss with him anymore, it's enough here.
The atmosphere fell into silence. After all, the two people who were on the sidelines could not bear it. Jiang Xuemei put down the shovel and came out of the kitchen: "What's the matter, what's wrong? There's no such thing as a night-time grudge against a child's family. Put it down and greet your friends for dinner."
Jiang Yimang followed suit and said, "Yes, yes, let's eat first, and then we will have the strength to continue making trouble when we are full."
The speaker was unintentional and the listener was intentional, and the word "noisy" hit a string in Yi Hui's heart. After replying "not a friend", he became impatient for no reason, using the box as a weapon, and advancing with the pace, pushing the person standing at the door outwards.
Zhou Jinheng stepped back, and when he stepped outside, he recovered from his daze. He raised his hand to support the door frame: "Huihui, listen to me, I know I'm wrong, I will..."
"Don't call me that, don't call me that..." At first, it was a normal low tone, but then Yi Hui suddenly raised his voice, almost shouting, "Go away!"
When the voice fell, the box that he had been holding for a long time couldn't bear the weight, and a hole was broken at the bottom during the pushing, and a bunch of messy items fell out.
Umbrellas with Doraemon patterns, chocolate molds, scented candle holders, dolls, photo frames, puzzles, used essential oils, brushes, paints, and a few scattered packets of candy, most of which were bought for him by Zhou Jinheng at the foot of the mountain last year Yes, the rest were given by Dora Hem when he went to S City a few months ago.
The former may have been untouched because of disgust, while the latter may have been carried home in a pocket as a souvenir.
The scene in front of him was so absurd that Zhou Jinheng himself seemed to have just learned that the two were actually the same person.
The little fool said that he can't accept deception, even if it is deceived by caring, he should know when he chooses to hide his ears and steal bells.
The result is obvious, Yi Hui doesn't want to do a combined problem, if only one of the two can survive, his choice is to kill Dora Heng who is good to him and leave Zhou Jinheng who hurt him.
Yi Hui squatted down and picked up the things scattered on the ground into the box again, and asked Jiang Yimang to get the tape and repair the box.
After the roar with all his strength just now, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, as if it was torn apart like this box, and there was a steady stream of real emotions gushing out, and the cracks got bigger and bigger, and it couldn't be repaired. superior.
Simply throw away the tape and throw those things out one by one. Zhou Jinheng refused to pick it up, so he threw it on the concrete floor outside. In short, don't stay at home and don't let him see it again.
"Brother... Brother, what are you doing? You stopped, didn't you say you should throw it away?" Jiang Yimang couldn't stop Yi Hui, and turned to tug at Zhou Jinheng's sleeve with hatred, "Just say something, hurry up. Coax him!"
Zhou Jinheng seemed to be speechless, standing there motionless. When Yi Hui was halfway through remembering something, he turned his head and ran back into the house, he just stared blankly at him, and then watched him come out with something.
"This is yours too."
Yi Hui didn't even want to approach him this time, and threw what he was holding out from a distance of three or five meters. Zhou Jinheng didn't dodge, and let the heavy object hit him head-on, rubbing the side of his face, and the sharp metal corners cut a hole more than an inch long in the skin.
Amidst Jiang Yimang's screams, Zhou Jinheng raised his hand and wiped his face, but when he saw the blood stains on the back of his hand, he still felt no pain.
Hearing Yi Hui say "You can go", he lowered his eyes blankly, looking at the Ferris wheel pendant lying on the ground. He remembered that the little fool had hung it on his backpack, cherished it in the palm of his hand, and fiddled with its long, dense tassels.
The dazzling sunlight was reflected by the broken diamonds on the edge, and Zhou Jinheng dazedly remembered that evening four years ago, when the lanterns of the Ferris wheel suddenly lit up, and a soft and soft light fell on the top of his head.
At that time, his little fool was blushing close to him, and he didn't dare to hold his hand, so he had to look up at him from time to time, for fear that he would leave him behind.
At that time, his little fool still loved him.
But now, the little fool, who is no longer stupid, stood so far away from him, packed all his thoughts and returned it, and refused to give him even a pity look.
No one stopped him, and this time the iron gate closed smoothly.
The moment he was about to close, Yi Hui's eyes swept across, and through the crack of the door, he saw Zhou Jinheng standing there as if he had lost his soul, his eyes were still locked on him, his pupils were blood red from the shocking wound, as if he was desperate to find out. flaw.
After closing the door and locking, Yi Hui pulled away from the state of strong support, the whole person suddenly relaxed, and his legs were so weak that he could hardly stand. It was as if he had experienced a life-and-death experience, and when he clenched his fists, he did not grasp at all, but only felt the cold sweat on his palms.
Back in the room, Yi Hui saw Jiang Yimang biting her lip to hold back her tears, knowing that she was complaining, and if she hadn't treated him as her brother, she wouldn't have helped him into the room at all.
Take it as an opportunity, give her an explanation, and find a legitimate reason for her sloppy crazy behavior just now.
Yi Hui patted the vacant seat beside the bed: "Sit."
Jiang Yimang sat reluctantly. He didn't turn his face away from Yi Hui, and said in a sullen voice, "If you have something to say, I'm going to deliver medicine for Heng Heng."
Yi Hui took two tissues and handed them over: "Didn't you want to know what happened between me and him?" His hysterical voice was dry and hoarse, he swallowed a mouthful of air, barely holding back the trembling between his breaths, "I'll tell you now. ."