Yuan Wu's question made Lin Chengbu find it difficult to answer.
If he didn't know him, Yuan Wu would even think there was something wrong with him, and if he didn't know him, how should he move forward? But let's talk about knowing... Although he kept telling Yuan Wu that they knew each other before, but when Yuan Wu really asked directly, he didn't dare to answer rashly.
Yesterday, at one o'clock in the afternoon of the Yuan Dynasty, it suddenly broke out without any warning, and today it's back and forth like I'm on TV...
Who knows what the consequences will be
After hesitating for a long time, he slowly opened the lunch box and put it next to Yuan Wu, then ran to the stern to get chopsticks, and then said, "What do you think?"
"I didn't think about it," Yuan Wu took a breath and tilted his head back, "I just thought... Hey, what's wrong with my sensor?"
"Sensor?" Lin Chengbu followed and looked up, the sensor he smashed that day was hanging half-dangling by the door, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "I smashed this, I will tomorrow Let me get you a new one."
"You smashed it?" Yuan Wu looked at him, "When?"
Lin Chengbu was a little desperate: "Just when we... first met."
"How many times do you think we've met now?" Yuan Wu asked again.
Lin Chengbu looked at him, and felt that Yuan Wu's eyes were especially like a psychiatrist listening to the patient's cry: "Second time."
"Let's eat." Yuan Wu said.
"I won't eat it," Lin Chengbu handed him the chopsticks, "I don't have any appetite when I eat what I make."
There shouldn't be any changes today. After eating peacefully without lunch, I packed the lunch box and went back to the cabin. Before entering, I turned around and confessed: "If you feel that you have nowhere to go, you can stay here, but It's better to be the boat next to you, if you want water or something, you can come over but not in the cabin."
"...Oh." Lin Chengbu responded and jumped onto the boat beside him.
Yuan Wu closed the door, he should have started to write a story, and he has never been ignored.
The sun is about to set, and there are not so many people in the village. Several families have already eaten. At this moment, the old wharf is quiet and idle.
Lin Chengbu lay on the deck of the boat next to him, watching the sun, which was no longer dazzling, go down little by little, and finally disappeared on the water far away.
Yuan Wu can't remember what happened yesterday, and it seems that he can't remember everything from yesterday.
In other words, Yuan Wu only picked out the things he wanted to remember, and whether the others were really forgotten or forcibly forgotten, Lin Chengbu wasn't sure.
But even if he didn't remember and said the relevant content at the same time, he would turn a blind eye to such bugs, just like all the unreasonable are reasonable.
"Who are you, are you the one you know, or the one you see in the eyes of others... Do you know...
The voices and thoughts that echoed repeatedly in his ears, like ghosts, kept tormenting him, especially in the dead of night, making him unable to sleep night after night...
The original fear has become part of consciousness, and the source of the fear has become obscure...
He is no longer afraid of fear itself, but begins to fear that if one day he is no longer afraid, the meaning of his existence...
He slowly descended and lay in the bathtub filled with water, quietly opening his eyes to watch the slightly swaying water light…”
When Yuan Wu woke up from the dream, his hand was still on the keyboard. The plot stayed on the last scene in his dream, which made him a little confused as to whether he was sleeping or writing.
But a strong sense of suffocation still remained in his body. After he closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, he took a sip of water from the cup.
There was a very light sound of water outside, as if there were waves hitting the boat, but the water on the dock side couldn't make waves unless there was a heavy rain.
Lin Chengbu
He put down the glass, got up and walked to the door, looking out through the crack of the door.
There was no one on the boat next to him, but the lunch box was still there. He frowned and looked at the water.
There is nothing on the water, but the shape of the water waves can tell that there is someone underwater.
Yuan Wu's hand on the door trembled slightly. He knew that Lin Chengbu should be under the water, and he knew that Lin Chengbu knew water... How did he know
But the judgment "he was under water" still swept through like an unstoppable gust of wind.
Fear.
anxious.
panic.
He had experienced this cup of despair with a little water and had experienced it countless times in his dreams.
"Come up!" Yuan Wu rushed to the bow and roared, then ran back to the stern and took a bamboo pole over, stretched it into the water and stirred, "Come up!"
The wind began to blow on the water, and when the wind blew, Yuan Wu realized that in less than a minute, he was sweating all over his body.
And where the bamboo pole went down, he didn't meet anyone.
"Lin Chengbu!" he roared, "where are you!"
The wind blew violently with his roar, and he jumped onto the boat next to him, poked the bamboo pole into the water again and stirred: "Come up when it's going to rain!"
The bamboo pole was caught underwater, and then Lin Chengbu's face was exposed to the surface of the water, looking at him in shock: "Why did you come out?"
"What are you doing!" Yuan Wu tugged at the bamboo pole twice, "Come up!"
Lin Chengbu quickly jumped on the boat: "Aren't you writing something? Why did you suddenly run out?"
"What are you doing down here?" Yuan Wu stared at him, gasping for breath.
"I..." Lin Chengbu frowned, hesitated for a long time before saying softly, "Look for my watch."
"Have you found it? Have you found it?" Yuan Wu still glared at him, "Have you found it!"
"...No." Lin Chengbu sighed.
"Why did you go down without finding you!" Yuan Wu roared.
Lin Chengbu opened his mouth and didn't say anything, Yuan Wu's logic was almost flawless.
The strong wind blew for a while, and the big raindrops fell down.
Yuan Wu jumped back to his boat, entered the cabin and closed the door.
Lin Chengbu didn't move, looked at Yuan Wu's background for a while, and then squatted in the rain.
Why is it such an inch, Yuan Wu came out at this time.
Why do you have to go down to look for a watch now, anyway, if you break the watch and soak it in water, it will definitely be useless. It doesn't matter whether it is soaked for an hour or until tomorrow.
He scratched his head a little dejectedly.
The rain was so violent that the raindrops fell like bullets, smashing the whole world into a double image. The lights of the cages in the distance flickered, and the boat next to Yuanwu was also dyed in the rain. A mass of pale yellow fluffy balls of light.
Lin Chengbu didn't have any clothes on, and he didn't have any clothes to wear anymore. The clothes, pants, and shoes that had just been dried in the sun had been beaten by the rain and lay on the board like a rag.
It hurt a little when the raindrops fell on his body, and he couldn't open his eyes. Lin Chengbu had never been exposed to rain like this in his memory.
The door of Yuanwu's cabin opened, and a beam of light came over.
Lin Chengbu turned his face, and the light was falling on his face. He frowned and half-squinted his eyes. This expression was probably not very good-looking, and he was afraid of scaring Yuan Wu.
Just as he was about to adjust a smile, Yuan Wu shouted, "Come here!"
Then the light went down and hit the bows of the two boats.
Lin Chengbu felt that he was going crazy, he started laughing when he stood up, and he didn't know what he was laughing about. When he jumped over, he even shook and almost fell on the horse.
"Dry it and come in." Yuan Wu threw out a towel.
"Well," Lin Chengbu took the towel and wiped it while enjoying himself. After a while, he knocked on the cabin door, "I won't be able to wipe it until tomorrow morning."
"There's a shed at the stern, wouldn't you go there to clean it?" Yuan Wu's irritable voice came from the cabin, "Your IQ is just enough to break the watch with a piece of water."
Lin Chengbu happily ran to the shed at the stern to dry off the water on his body: "Am I in?"
"Yeah." Yuan Wu responded.
Lin Chengbu pushed open the door and went in. He sat on the boat and wiped his feet. After wiping, he remembered and asked carefully, "You don't wash your face with this towel, right? I wiped... feet."
"A rag for wiping the board." Yuan Wu said.
"...Oh." Lin Chengbu glanced at the towel in his hand, and only saw it when the light was on. Although the towel was fairly new, it had been used at least twice by its appearance.
"So happy to get a little rain?" Yuan Wu looked at him who was still smiling, "Why don't you go out and shower for a while, don't delay in having fun."
"No," Lin Chengbu threw the rag outside and said in a low voice, "I'm just... It's rare for you to be so gentle."
"What's wrong with your back?" Yuan Wu suddenly asked.
"Back? I don't know, what's wrong?" Lin Chengbu touched his back with a backhand, but he didn't feel it when he first wiped the water, but now he felt that his back hurt, "I can't see it, there is Mirror?"
"No," Yuan Wu pulled out a small medicine box from the pile of clothes next to him, and took out a bottle of alcohol, "I never look in the mirror... You have a hole in your back."
"How could it be broken..." Lin Chengbu was stunned before he could react, "You just poked me with a bamboo pole."
"How is it possible," Yuan Wu threw the alcohol at his feet, "Wipe it yourself."
"It was you who poked." Lin Chengbu picked up the alcohol.
"Yes, yes, I poked it," Yuan Wu said impatiently, "What's the matter with me poking you, if you don't come up again, I'll poke you into a lotus plant and plant it in the East Bay..."
Yuan Wu's words suddenly stopped here, and then he stopped making a sound, staring at the computer, and typing quickly on the keyboard.
Lin Chengbu put his hands behind his back and couldn't see where the wound was. After changing four or five positions, he could not successfully apply alcohol to the wound. He just realized that his wound was not small during the change of posture.
"Sorry," Yuan Wu snapped off the computer, "I'll come."
Lin Chengbu handed over the bottle of alcohol and looked at him in surprise. He couldn't remember how long ago he pulled Yuan Wu's arm, and the experience of getting a nosebleed from a punch was not a thing of the past.
"You help me?" he asked in disbelief.
"Well," Yuan Wu unscrewed the bottle of alcohol, "turned around."
"Thank you." Lin Chengbu turned around, and the anticipation and excitement suddenly surged up, making him not even know what to say, he just turned his head to look at Yuan Wu.
After Yuan Wu unscrewed the alcohol, he raised his hand very neatly and without any hesitation, poured the alcohol onto Lin Chengbu's wound.
"Ah!" Lin Chengbu shouted and took a big step forward.
"Be strong." Yuan Wu said.
After putting away the medicine box, he took a can of Coke and threw it to Lin Chengbu, and lit another cigarette: "Do you want it?"
"Okay." Lin Chengbu reached out and took the cigarette case.
Yuan Wu took a cigarette and looked at him: "Is it expensive?"
"Huh?" Lin Chengbu sat aside and tried to stay as far away as possible. Yuan Wu was very resistant to "strangers".
"That watch." Yuan Wu asked.
"...Not expensive," Lin Chengbu lowered his head and lit his cigarette, looking at the board, "It's a cheap watch."
"New?" Yuan Wu asked again.
"It's not new, I've been wearing it for several years, and sometimes I don't speak." Lin Chengbu smiled.
"Then what else are you looking for?" Yuan Wu threw an empty jar at his feet, "or is that watch important? Is it different?"
Lin Chengbu took the jar, put the cigarette ash in it, and was silent for a long time: "No, I'm just used to it."
Originally, he thought it was meaningful, but he dared not say it.
But after thinking about it carefully, I feel that it may not really have any meaning. The only meaning may be to prove that there is a relationship between myself and Yuan Wu.
But now he has nothing to do with Yuan Wu
There are still some.
Two people who both felt that the other party's mental state was not so good, and they explored each other. He didn't know what Yuan Wu was thinking in his heart. He only knew that he was doing Tai Chi in circles.
"Here." Yuan Wu took off the watch in his hand.
"For me?" Lin Chengbu was stunned.
"Well, don't go into the water anymore," Yuan Wu said, "Water has power you don't know, you think it's transparent and you can see through everything, but in fact..."
"Actually, from the moment you saw that it was transparent, you've already fallen into its trap." Lin Chengbu took the watch, gently touched it in his hand, and whispered.
Yuan Wu's hand stopped in the air for a while before retracting it, and did not speak any more.
Lin Chengbu just lowered his head and looked at the watch, as if he was asleep, but his fingers were moving, and he kept making circles on the dial.
Yuan Wu's eyes returned to the screen. The sentence Lin Chengbu said was in the fourth paragraph from the bottom of his document today, and was written a few minutes before he called Lin Chengbu in.
He didn't look back to see if he could see the words on his screen through the crack of the hatch, theoretically impossible, but who knows.
This sentence Yuan Wu is very familiar, so familiar that you can blurt it out, so familiar that your back gets cold when you say it, and it is so familiar that it doesn't seem like something you have thought about in your mind. Maybe I have heard it many times elsewhere. So it's not surprising that Lin Chengbu knew.
I just don't remember.
The torrential rain outside did not mean to stop. It was crackling between thunder and thunder. The violent rain had not changed its tone from the beginning to the present.
Yuan Wu's hands were tapping on the keyboard, occasionally pausing, and occasionally leaning on the mat behind him and staring at the screen in a trance.
Lin Chengbu kept looking at him, but his eyes never lifted.
Until his hands stopped and his eyes began to look blank.
Lin Chengbu coughed lightly, the voice was drowned in the rainstorm, and Yuan Wu didn't seem to hear it.
He raised his voice again and cleared his throat. Yuan Wu moved and glanced at him in confusion. After staying for a few seconds, the confusion in his eyes subsided, and he closed the computer.
"I'm sleepy." Yuan Wu said.
"Oh," Lin Chengbu quickly stood up, "then I... let's go."
"Just stay there," Yuan Wu said, getting up and going to the stern to wash up, and then back into the cabin with a face of rain, "Damn, it's raining."
"How do you usually take a shower?" Lin Chengbu thought for a while.
"Do you want to wash?" Yuan Wu pointed to the outside, "there is a shower, so pump the water from that bucket."
"If you don't wash it, I'll ask." Lin Chengbu smiled.
Yuan Wu put away the computer and the small table, and made an open space for the bed, but there was a lot of space left, and Lin Chengbu felt that it should be quite comfortable to fall asleep.
"There's a small blanket there if you're going to sleep," Yuan Wu leaned against the pillow, "Take it yourself, don't touch me."
"Yeah." Lin Chengbu nodded.
He is not sleepy yet, or he is very sleepy now, but he doesn't want to sleep, and the uncontrollable excitement in his heart is about to tremble from his pores.
How long? Three months, five months, one year, two years, staying with Yuan Wu in such a peaceful manner is like a distant dream.
"How long have you been like this?" Yuan Wu asked.
"What?" Lin Chengbu looked at him.
"It's just... I think I know someone or something." Yuan Wu said.
"I think I know you myself?" Lin Chengbu sighed heavily in his heart.
"Well, do you have an idea, how long has it been like this?" Yuan Wu asked in a kind tone.
"It's been a long time, maybe a year or two," Lin Chengbu replied, "How about you?"
"Me?" Yuan Wu looked at him puzzled.
"You're so confused," Lin Chengbu glanced at the cabin, "How long have you been living on the ship in a confused way?"
"Always." Yuan Wu said.
Lin Chengbu didn't quite understand what this "always" meant.
Have been confused, have been living on a boat, or have been… I don’t know.
"Have you seen a doctor?" Yuan Wu slid down, lay flat and pulled a small blanket over his stomach.
"I've seen it," Lin Chengbu hesitated and raised his head, "The doctor said that if I can find the root, I'll be fine."
"Gen'er?" Yuan Wu's closed eyes opened again, and he glanced under him, "You have no roots anymore?"
"I..." Lin Chengbu was stunned, he spoke to Yuan Wu very carefully, every word had to go through his head before he said it, and now he was so nervous that he was sweating, thinking about all kinds of things, even thinking about it. What if there's no way to recreate the ghost-sending nonsense.
But I never thought that Yuan Wu would come up with such a sentence.
He subconsciously followed Yuan Wu's gaze and glanced at his crotch: "Yes."
Yuan Wu suddenly burst into laughter, and he was so happy that he didn't stop for a long time.
"Hey!" Lin Chengbu sighed forcefully, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "How old are you, you are so childish!"
"How old are you, uncle." Yuan Wu turned to look at him.
"25 Uncle." Lin Chengbu replied conditioned reflexively.
"Oh." Yuan Wu smiled, closed his eyes, and touched the side with his hand. The light in the cabin went out, leaving only a small night light by the stern of the boat.
Lin Chengbu was stunned in the dark for a long time.
He knew that Yuan Wu's forgetting was not an act of pretense. No one could act so naturally for so long. Even those memories that appeared and disappeared suddenly were transformed so naturally.
But those memories that he didn't have at all still existed like this, without any concealment.
How old are you, sir.
25 ah uncle.
Lin Chengbu lowered his head, pinched the center of his eyebrows, and by the way bounced the small drop of water off the corner of his eye.
He sighed, feeling helpless and a little aggrieved.