I want you.
Putting these three words together is a very common combination of words. Li Zhiqing can understand it when he sees or hears it from anywhere, but once the other party says it, he feels that his brain is not enough.
He blinked his eyes slowly twice in a daze, and his eyes drifted away, wondering why the man suddenly said such a sentence to him.
The second hand of the clock turned half a circle, Li Zhiqing thought of the words he said to the man before going upstairs, and felt dizzy even more.
"... what?" Li Zhiqing supported the bookshelf next to him, tilted his head and half-closed his eyes, rubbed the corner of the wood with his fingertips uncertainly, "Me?"
The man nodded, without a trace of joking in his expression.
Li Zhiqing frowned, with mixed emotions in his heart, and wanted to ask him which "required" method, but seeing the serious expression on the man's old cadre-like expression, he felt that his thinking was wrong.
He cleared his throat and recalled his thoughts: "Do you need my help? What do you want me to do?"
The man didn't reply in time, the corners of his lips moved for a while before he said: "Follow me."
Come with me.
Li Zhiqing was sure that the three words the other party said this time did not give him any chance to think wrong.
He was confused: "Follow you? Why?"
It may be because the other party has successfully opened his mouth twice, or it may be that Li Zhiqing himself was stunned for a long time, so that he felt that the time for the man to prepare words this time was far less than last time, but the content of the reply made Li Zhiqing doubt himself even more. The auditory structure is disturbed.
"its mine."
The man's voice was gentle. Compared with the last time he spoke, the connection speed between words was relatively faster, and his tone was more decisive.
Although the other party didn't use the exact subject, his eyes were so determined that they almost burned two holes in Li Zhiqing's face when he spoke, and he knew what words were missing at the beginning of the sentence.
Li Zhiqing had a bit of a headache, he closed his eyes briefly, and then opened them again: "... this gentleman, don't mention that today is our first meeting, even if you are my very close friend, it is impossible for me to be labeled like this Tag of."
The man continued to look at him with good intentions. After a moment of silence, he said hoarsely, "Tag."
"What?" Li Zhiqing didn't understand, and stared at him for a long time before realizing that the other party might be asking him about the meaning of the label, and patiently explained, "I mean, it's a pity that you said that I belong to you. It is obviously wrong. I will only stay here, and it is impossible to go anywhere with you. If you have nothing else, you can leave after sheltering from the rain."
He said this sentence for a long time, and the man was quiet for a longer time.
His reaction was too slow, he couldn't express himself clearly, and even had a bit of trouble doing basic communication.
Li Zhiqing looked at that cold face again, suspecting that the other party may have some defects in IQ, or some mental obstacles.
When he thought of this, he began to worry. He said it so bluntly, if the other party was really mentally retarded or crazy, would he be irritated and do something impulsive.
However, Li Zhiqing was obviously too imaginative, and obviously misunderstood the man's temperament. After hearing what he said, the other party's standing posture did not change at all, and he was still upright and self-disciplined, only lowering his eyes.
His eyelashes are straight, and he doesn't feel anything when he looks ahead. His eyelids are lowered to reveal their extraordinary length, which blocks part of the light above his head and casts a thin shadow, causing his eyes to be vaguely dark.
Seeing his reaction, Li Zhiqing realized that he was thinking too much, the man's dull emotions were not up to the standard of normal people, it was very difficult to become a mental patient with crazy words and deeds.
"You've always been here." The man looked over again, his pronunciation was still sluggish, but fortunately he spoke more and more neatly each time.
He probably didn't grasp the switch in tone, and his words were always affirmative, but when he raised his gaze again, there was a clear questioning in his eyes.
Li Zhiqing was stared at by those lacquer-like eyes, his mind was blank, he couldn't help but nodded in response, and then he was stunned for a moment: "You want me to go with you, isn't it because there is something that needs my help?"
The man shook his head, stood in the middle of the bookstore and watched Li Zhiqing hesitating to speak, and finally walked a few steps towards him, raised his hand and gently covered his hair, with a slight coolness.
There was a small stiff arc at the corner of his mouth: "I'm sorry to bother you."
After the words fell, the man took a deep look at Li Zhiqing, turned around and walked out of the shop.
It wasn't until another thunderstorm exploded that Li Zhiqing came back to his senses. He touched the hair touched by the other party, walked to the door and looked out, the alleyway was empty and there was no one in sight.
Looking at the umbrella stand behind the door, there are only two umbrellas leaning against each other.
Just leave
Li Zhiqing muttered, "This man is really weird", he simply pulled down the shutter door and locked it, turned off the lights and went up to the second floor.
For dinner, he and Song Junlin were self-sufficient. During the meal, they turned on the TV, and the host of the weather forecast was explaining the recent weather conditions in Kyoto.
"It is expected that in the next week, the Kyoto area will still be in the rainstorm mode, and we need to continue to pay attention to the adverse impact of the rainy weather on traffic."
"Is someone in Kyoto being punished by God?" Song Junlin looked at the cloud of rain clouds gathered over Kyoto on the satellite cloud image, and couldn't help but ask, "Is it possible that God is following someone and groping all the way to Kyoto, and when he finds the right person Just a bolt of lightning struck."
Li Zhiqing inexplicably felt a chill down his back, and hurriedly took a sip of soup: "Say less about unlucky things."
"I'll just talk about it casually. We haven't done anything wrong, and it's someone else." Song Junlin didn't care.
Holding his job bowl, Li Zhiqing thought that what he said was correct, but he suddenly had the illusion that the rain and the thunder all came for him alone.
"By the way, Daqing, how do you arrange your study time at home? I will try not to disturb you." Both of them have easy-going personalities, and Song Junlin and him are already familiar with each other.
"You can do whatever you want, I'm not a student."
"Damn it! You're already working?!" Looking at such a young age.
"I don't work either." Li Zhiqing picked up a piece of meat.
"then you… ?"
Li Zhiqing's complexion did not change: "Professional care for the elderly, just eat and wait to die."
Song Junlin froze, speechless.
"You're kidding," Li Zhiqing laughed. "I'm also planning to do something interesting now."
"Then what are you interested in? Tell me." Song Junlin patted his chest, "I have been working part-time for many years, and I am very good at finding jobs. Maybe I can help you."
"Don't you draw manga?"
"Hey, you can't get in touch with the society to inspire inspiration." Song Junlin smiled, "I plan to draw the theme of the entertainment industry in my next article. Recently, I went to a restaurant to work and deliver boxed meals to the crew filming in the old street. When I saw the opportunity, I took a sneak peek at the two. eye to gather material."
Li Zhiqing stopped eating and looked up at him: "The crew?"
"Yes, it's quite a small one." Song Junlin urged him, "Tell me what you want to do, and I'll help you figure it out."
Li Zhiqing remained silent for two seconds, then said, "I really want to be an actor."
If other friends said this answer, Song Junlin would definitely laugh at them daydreaming, but if it was Li Zhiqing...
"Reliable!" Song Junlin tapped the side of the bowl with his chopsticks, "With your face, you will definitely be popular as an actor!"
Just because of the face? Li Zhiqing smiled helplessly.
"Actually, it's good for you to sing. I think you can stand out in everything with your looks." Song Junlin said, "It's too hard to be an actor. I heard that there are still people who jump into the water at several degrees below zero. Do you have to be an actor? ?”
Li Zhiqing lowered his head slightly, and stirred the rice porridge in the bowl: "Things are impermanent, who knows when they will burp, how good acting is, if you can act old and young, it's like earning a few extra lives. "
Song Junlin immediately tilted his head and poohed hard: "Tell me what to burp or not to burp, bad luck!"
Li Zhiqing smiled, raised his eyebrows and stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, chewing contentedly with bent eyes, like a little hamster just eating, Song Junlin couldn't help laughing along with him.
"Acting is fine, but I haven't seen any news about the audition recently." After laughing, Song Junlin really thought about it for him, and his eyes lit up after thinking for a long time, "Hey! How about you come with me to deliver lunch tomorrow? "
Li Zhiqing swallowed the meat, looked up at him in puzzlement.
"My colleague is on sick leave tomorrow, so you can help me." Song Junlin felt that his idea was very clever, "Just go to the crew to see how other people are filming, maybe there is a chance to be a group performer, or be picked up by the agent Yes. You will also get the extra salary, how about it?"
No agent would squat on the set with a star, but Li Zhiqing was indeed attracted by the fact that he could go to the set to observe, so he nodded and thanked him.
"Thank you, I wish you would quickly become popular and make me feel comfortable in the circle of friends." Song Junlin waved his hands grinningly, and he was also happy to see Li Zhiqing smile.
It was also strange, usually he was not a warm-hearted person, but this time he just wanted to worry about the smiling young man across from him.
Li Zhiqing wanted to say something more, but the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly, he put down the bowl and chopsticks and took it out to see that it was Tang Shunshi calling.
He stood up and walked out of the restaurant, connected the phone: "what?"
"Did anything good happen to you today?"
Li Zhiqing could think of the wretched appearance of the other party just by hearing the voice: "I don't go out, what good can I do."
"There is a saying," Tang Shun said in a nonchalant tone, "When a person sits at home, blessings come from heaven."
"Can you speak briefly?" Li Zhiqing thought about the unfinished half bowl of rice, "I'm not full yet."
Tang Shunshi scolded him for "impatient": "Seriously, nothing special happened today?"
something special
Li Zhiqing thought of the man in black who came to the store today, and briefly mentioned it to him: "It's not that special."
"Praise you for your innocence, but you still can't hear the subtext of saying you're stupid." Tang Shunshi analyzed it for him, "It's a rainy day, without an umbrella, and you come to you clean, do you think this can be an ordinary person?"
Li Zhiqing said in his heart that he thought he was mentally retarded and insane: "Then he is a magic stick like you?"
Tang Shun was silent for a while, then said: "I'm getting old, don't be mad at me."
Li Zhiqing curled his lips, and couldn't help chuckling twice.
"As for the rain in Kyoto, no matter how hard it fell in the first few days, it couldn't be as hard as today's lightning and thunder. I can't see why the rain is so violent. I worry about you when I am idle and bored, so I made a divination for you. You Guess what? The rain just happened to hit you."
"Idle and bored?" He poohed.
Tang Shun accepted the bah, lowered his voice and went straight to the point: "I'm afraid the person who went to the store today is not a person."
Li Zhiqing was annoyed by his nagging tone, just as he was about to piss him off, he heard another sentence.
"I suspect it came from the abyss, it's a dragon."
The author has something to say: Gong: You just came from the abyss, and your whole family came from the abyss.
Although Gong is a bit mentally retarded in speaking, he is really not stupid. He just hasn't been in contact with people for too long, and he is very unfamiliar with speaking and understanding words, so it will be fine later.