go home.
It's an old word.
Fu Fan liked Qi Qianze since primary school, he did not hide it, and his love was aboveboard, both families knew it well. Relying on this, they lived together when they were in college. The residence was a 100-square-meter house. In a community not far from the school, it was considered a luxury among the students who lived on campus.
But since they broke up, Fu Fan has moved out, I don't know where Qi Qianze's home is now.
Fu Fan didn't say a word, but after a while, he still couldn't help asking: "Is it still... where it used to be?"
"Yes." Qi Qianze said.
Fu Yan guessed it but didn't guess it, something felt lost, something cheered, he had a wonderful feeling in his heart.
"Why don't you move out?" he asked.
Street lights are on at night.
The main road they were walking on was a bit congested, the car in front moved three steps at a time, and the red brake lights came on from time to time. When you look up, you can see that this road is a first-class red light, and the opposite direction on the left is a warm white light. Many light spots converge together, and it looks like two long rivers of different colors from a distance.
This reminded Qi Qianze that when they first got their driver's license, Fu Yan was smarter than him and mastered the skills first, but his own driving skills were always not proficient, and sometimes he would panic inexplicably on the road, so they specially posted a novice on the road tag on the butt of the car, and then drive to the park after dinner every day. Fu Wen said that the rush hour is not over yet, but there are not too many cars, so it is perfect for him to practice, and he can also go to the park to digest food and date, which is like killing three birds with one stone.
At that time, Fu Fan always sat in his co-pilot, helping him to see the road and giving him directions. Then one day, as if he suddenly found something interesting, Fu Fan called him, and he said—Qi Qian Ze, look quickly!
They were on a viaduct, and when they turned their eyes a little, they could see the lanes next to them. As Fu Ming said, one was red, the other was white, dotted with stars. It is a scene that is seen every day, but it is always ignored. Once it is brought up alone, it will be really beautiful.
Qi Qianze didn't speak, but Fu Fan still scratched his head and wanted to know the answer, so he asked again: "Why didn't you move out?"
Qi Qianze came back to his senses, he looked ahead, and the side face was illuminated by the street lamp with a three-dimensional sense of light and dark, the yellow light was a bit hazy, and it was a bit unreal. He said, "Why did you move out?"
Fu Fan was taken aback and didn't speak.
"The place where I work is very close to it, the location is good, the security is good, and the housing prices have been rising recently, and I can't afford a new house. Besides, I don't want to move. Why do I want to move out when I have a place to live?"
That's the reason, Fu Wen nodded.
The hands are separated, but life can't be over, how can there be so many messy and weird complexes, and I have to throw away everything related to the ex? In a materialistic society, people really need to be realistic.
"Besides, not everyone can be like you." Qi Qianze seemed to smile, "Indifferent and heartless, you can stop as soon as you say it."
Fu was suddenly at a loss for words.
"Fu Fan, I've thought about it many times. If you regret it and want to come back, I'll pick you up with just a phone call."
But Fu Fan disappeared completely, the same city, but it was as if it had evaporated from the world, and there was no news at all.
On the day of the breakup, Qi Qianze went to all the places where Fu Fan might be, but he couldn't find anyone there. They lived together all the time, but Fu Fan left suddenly, and Qi Qianze didn't even know his new residence. At that time, he thought, if they didn't date and stayed apart, even if there was an argument about "never seeing each other again in this life", he could at least go to Fu Fan's house and block him. Even if he couldn't, he wouldn't be as helpless as now. search for.
A taciturn person pokes pain everywhere when he speaks, while a glib person really has nothing to say if he doesn't know what to say.
Fu can't organize sentences.
However, Qi Qianze seemed to have a lot to say, and he poured out some difficult words every few seconds.
His voice was very slow.
"But you don't."
"You lied to me."
"You do not love me."
"not at all."
Characters: "..."
Fu Fan suddenly felt inappropriately that Qi Qianze was now like a small fish spitting bubbles, with a mouth that was a small accusing bubble, with a small voltage, it would sting Fu Fan, and the touch felt like a needle prick, pricking it. in the heart.
He has really changed a lot, Fu Wen thought. If the former Qi Qianze was very old-fashioned and honest, making people amusing but inevitably lost by his indifference, then the current Qi Qianze caught people off guard and was irresistible.
Fu Yan wanted to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by the ringing of the phone.
"Fu Fan?" It was a voice that Qi Qianze heard just now, a classmate of Fu Fan, "Where are you? Didn't you say to go to the bathroom? It's not good to run away, elementary school girl here..."
"That, I..." Fu Fan spoke out quickly. He didn't know if Qi Qianze could hear him, but to be on the safe side, he had to raise the volume to overwhelm the voice from the other end of the phone. Without turning his head, he sneaked a peek at Qi Qianze from the corner of his eye, but found nothing, and said, "Me and... uh, Qi Qianze, he's not feeling well, so let's go first. I'll call you later for the meal money."
"Hey, no..."
"Also, take a message for the neighbor next door, saying that he is leaving first and going to the hospital."
After speaking, Fu Wen hung up the phone.
"Your classmate?" Qi Qianze asked him.
Fu Yan gave a "hmm" and said, "Almost."
Then he added: "A senior came back, and they organized a meal, and I couldn't push it away." Fu Yan's fingers brushed silently on the doorknob, and it was an unconscious movement.
"Classmate..." Qi Qianze repeated in a low voice.
Hasn't the character changed too? When did he interact with classmates before? He only interacts with Qi Qianze.
But now it's just the other way around.
Fu Wen said, "Well, the same laboratory."
He vaguely wanted to explain.
"Mobile phone—" Qi Qianze suddenly pointed to his pocket, "What you said just now, send one to the class for me too."
In fact, Qi Qianze could have handed him the phone, but he didn't, so he had to let Fu Fan pick it up himself.
Fu Fan didn't move, looked at his side face, after about ten seconds, said: "Qi Qianze."
"Sister," Qiqian Ze paused, "Didn't you tell them that you have different hobbies?"
Fu Yan never thought that he would have the opportunity to experience the "roller coaster" conversation in his lifetime. He was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard him, and then realized his panic within a few seconds.
Yes, flustered.
This is very inconsistent.
He briefly recalled how they met and got along with each other in the hour since he met Qi Qianze. He completely deviated from the script in the second half, and he had to realize it himself to get out of the dazed state and become an ordinary talisman.
"Should I report to everyone?" Fu Fan pondered and twitched the corner of his mouth, "I don't know anyone well. It's unnecessary."
"Really?" Qi Qianze asked the question without hesitation, and approached him head on, "What about me?"
Fu Fan seemed to choke, but he didn't, and said coolly: "Well, I've reported it, and I'm on the bed."