"My guest, can I change the wine for water for you?"
The question was like this, and before getting an answer, the bartender took half a glass of wine from He Cheng's hand and replaced it with boiled water.
He Cheng frowned and said, "I didn't ask for water."
"It's free." The alcoholic smiled warmly, "You drank too much tonight."
He Cheng muttered something dissatisfied, raised the water to his mouth and drank it slowly, his eyes were fixed on a certain point in front of him, as if he was in a daze.
Xu Ran left with that man. They held hands when they left.
He never thought that one day he would see such a scene, Xu Ran fell in love with another man? That man also likes him? impossible. He Cheng thought, how could they be together.
But eyes can't lie, he could see the man's eyes full of liking, and he was facing the guy in the wheelchair.
The guy who used to be his.
He Cheng angrily drank up the water in one gulp, choking and coughing.
When the man led him, Xu Ran didn't hide.
Xu Ran doesn't like to have physical contact with others, in the past only He Cheng could touch him from head to toe. It was something that belonged exclusively to him, He Cheng. I don't know when, Xu Ran gradually got out of his control.
It turns out that you can also accept others. Back then in City C, you blamed me for not trusting you. Isn’t it just a change now
fraud. He Cheng smashed the glass against the table with all his might, almost gnawing his back molars.
The bartender silently stepped forward to change the wine back. Let him drink it, and he will be quiet after drinking it.
When Xu Ran came home, he saw his mother looking through the cabinets in the storage room, and couldn't help being curious, "Mom, what are you looking for?"
"A small colleague in the unit has a baby, I will find something from your childhood and give it to someone."
Xu Ran looked at the messy things on the ground and couldn't laugh or cry, "When I was young, those things were many years ago. Don't give them away. I'll buy some new ones tomorrow."
Mother Xu poked her head out of the cabinet and said, "I'll tidy up the house by the way."
She dragged out a huge box from the bottom floor and wiped the dust off it, "Here are your things from school, I'll keep them for you."
Xu Ran opened the box, revealing all kinds of gadgets neatly arranged inside. It seems that it was sealed like this when we moved, and it has never been opened since then.
He took out a textbook and read it happily, "What are you doing with these, you won't need them anymore."
"Is that what I want to keep?" Xu's mother glared, "Didn't you say that copying notes was so tiring back then, and you managed to copy a whole book so that I wouldn't let me throw it away?"
It was only then that Xu Ran remembered that this was indeed the case. Back then, the history and geography exam in junior high school was open book, and the answers had to be copied from the book before the exam. All the blank spaces were filled, and several of his water-based pens were wasted while writing.
Xu Ran put the book back and jokingly said, "Then you keep it, and the child can still use it when he grows up to junior high school."
Mother Xu smiled and said he was bored.
Xu Ran quietly watched her mother's busy back.
At home, they seldom mentioned about children and marriage, and their parents never persecuted him for anything since he was a child. Now that He Cheng's incident happened, topics related to the future have become taboo. In fact, Xu Ran wanted to tell them that he was not that fragile, but seeing his parents desperately trying to make him happy, he could only accept their wordless kindness.
He lowered his head, flipping through the box boredly, and suddenly found a thick dictionary at the bottom.
He took a lot of effort to pull out the dictionary, patted the ashes, and asked, "Didn't my dad put away all the dictionaries at home? Why is this one in the box?"
Mother Xu shook her head, "I don't know, you let it go."
Opening the cover, there are five characters written on the lower right corner of the title page—Class Two of the third year, He Cheng.
Xu Ran's hand stopped.
This is He Cheng's thing, when did he take it home
After thinking about it for a long time, he had a vague impression that it should be when he graduated, and he wanted to get some souvenirs from He Cheng's unwanted things, but when He Cheng asked him what he wanted to do, he couldn't say anything, he could only say, "Lend me a dictionary chant?"
He Cheng looked at him like a fool, threw the dictionary over, turned and left.
He kept the dictionary, touching the names on the title page over and over again. When his mother was packing things, he secretly put it at the bottom of the box, like a squirrel collecting food, the dictionary was there, as if He Cheng was also there, which filled him with joy.
Time has passed, and seeing this name now, I feel infinite sourness in my heart, all the past flashed through my mind like a cloud of smoke, Xu Ran hastily put down the dictionary, and wiped the red corners of her eyes where her mother could not see. The eyes weren't moist, but they hurt and made his nose sore.
He put the dictionary away and said, "Mom, put it away. I'll clean it up for you tomorrow."
"Going to bed?" Xu's mother didn't notice anything strange about him.
Xu Ran gave a soft "hmm" and looked away from the box.
Lying on the bed, Xu Ran massaged his unconscious legs. This is his recent habit. Although he can't feel it, he still massages himself every now and then. Doctors are not sure when he will be able to stand up, maybe tomorrow, maybe three months, maybe a lifetime.
In the evening, He Cheng's words and deeds came to mind, and the phrase "I miss you" lingered in Xu Ran's ears like a curse.
I miss you.
He never said these four words to He Cheng, because he knew that He Cheng didn't like to be restrained by others, saying these words would be considered coquettish to ordinary people, but He Cheng would definitely get angry. Sometimes Xu Ran couldn't figure out where he could get so angry, as if what he did was wrong here, and what he did there was also wrong.
He can only silently call out to the air in his heart over and over again, pretending that he has a considerate and gentle lover who will appear in the next second and hug his cold heart.
If He Cheng didn't like it, he would change it; if He Cheng didn't want it, he wouldn't do it. In the end, he made himself look like he was tied up, and He Cheng started to do some novel things instead.
I don't know what He Cheng was thinking when he said this
He rolled over, felt his arm being pressed, and rolled back awkwardly.
What did He Cheng want to do by appearing here, to redeem? But they didn't tell him to go back. He Cheng said he wanted to talk, but Xu Ran felt that there was really nothing to talk about.
What should be said has already been said in C City, and Xu Ran can't do it if he is asked to say something hurtful. He's not a fool. He didn't feel how many injuries he had suffered in these years when he still had nostalgia. Now every account is accounted for clearly.
It's not that he hasn't tried to redeem him. At that time, He Cheng didn't cherish it, so what is he doing now? He really treats him as a three-year-old child, and if he is given a candy, he will definitely follow him
He thought a lot, from high school to college, and now, every heartbreak is vivid in his mind. He turned his head, looked at the empty seat on the other side of the bed, and thought, does He Cheng know how hard it is to sleep through imagination? Has he experienced it
The answer is of course no.
Fortunately, I don't need to do this anymore.
Xu Ran closed his eyes and fell asleep in a daze.
After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Xu Ran was awakened by the ringing of her mobile phone.
Sleepily, he took the phone from the bedside table and frowned at the number he didn't recognize on the screen.
"Hi, hello."
"Excuse me, is this Mr. Xu?"
"… it's me."
"Hi, I'm the waiter at the bar. Your friend Mr. He got drunk at our place. He said he wanted to find you. Do you have any..."
Xu Ran moved the phone away from his ear, allowing the voice of the bartender on the phone to appear intermittently in the air, and after a while, he heard it again and said, "Sorry, I'm inconvenient."
The bartender was taken aback, "But Mr. He said..."
"Please call him a taxi," Xu Ran said lightly, "I'm in a wheelchair now, and I can't pick him up, a man with sound limbs."
Before the bartender could speak, Xu Ran hung up the phone.
His mother asked him in the back room, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay, I made a mistake." Xu Ran said.
He lay down again, glanced at the mobile phone with the screen still on beside the bed, and didn't start.
The bartender listened to the busy tone on the phone, and looked at He Cheng who was lying on the table beside him in embarrassment.
He also said that he had to use someone else's mobile phone to make calls... This is obviously a contradiction. Since he couldn't get through by himself, how could Xu come to pick him up? Naive and uninteresting.
He woke He Cheng up, thinking about his words, "Mr. Xu said, it's not convenient for him right now. Do you think I need to call a taxi for you?"
He Cheng squinted his eyes and stared at him for a long time before shaking his head.
"No need." He sat up straight, tapped on the table, "Pour wine."
The bartender glanced at his watch. It's midnight and this man has been sitting here by himself for five hours.
He has seen a lot of people drinking to relieve their worries, most of them are drinking alone, and most of them will be taken away by special service personnel in the middle of the night. Their place is a regular bar, but it can't stop young people from doing business.
Today, this person was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, but his temper was not very good, his face was so blue that it turned black. The bartender handed him a glass of wine, thinking blankly, whoever took him away tonight would probably suffer a little.
Just as he was thinking, a man stood up from the corner on the other side. The bartender looked at the man's face, shook his head and walked to the side.
He took back what he said just now, if this person took him away, he didn't know who would torture whom.
He Cheng noticed someone approaching behind him, turned around, and saw a boy walking towards him with a shy smile.
Let's call him a boy, the doll has beautiful facial features and is short in stature, his face turns red when he meets He Cheng's eyes.
He came to the bar hesitantly, sat down at a seat away from He Cheng, and said to the bartender, "Please have a Coke."
He Cheng couldn't help laughing. Come to the bar to drink Coke. Whose kid is not optimistic about running out and messing around.
When the boy heard him laugh, he curled his lips in dissatisfaction, his body was shortened, his waist was hooked, and he looked very pitiful.
He Cheng ignored him. Turning back to look at himself drinking.
"Is brother alone?"
As soon as the words came out, He Cheng frowned. The name "brother" is too vulgar, and one can tell what this boy does when he hears it.
He has seen coquettish and scheming ones, but he has never seen one who pretends to be innocent. He Cheng sneered in his heart, innocent people are the worst to pretend, they reveal their secrets as soon as they open their mouths, this child is not very knowledgeable.
Seeing that He Cheng ignored him, the boy stood up and sat on the seat between the two of them, next to He Cheng's arm.
"It's boring to drink alone. Do you need someone to accompany you?"
He Cheng looked down at his hand carefully covering his arm, and sneered, "Drink Coke with you? Whose duckling are you? You dare to come out to solicit customers before your hair grows, and you are not afraid of breaking your small body." .”
One sentence made the boy's face turn pale, and his fingers clenched tightly. He Cheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he pushed him away, "I don't play duck, you go find someone else."
The boy wanted to say something else, but He Cheng got annoyed, so he asked the bartender to pay the bill, and went out to take a taxi to leave.
Behind him, the boy raised his hand and drank the wine he hadn't finished, showing a faint smile.
The author has something to say: Thank you Qinghe Lin Zikui. mines
Change the time to play metaphysics, the second update is still at nine o'clock