Shanyu was shocked, pushed away the chair, stood there and looked at it, and then realized that he picked up his mobile phone and made a call.
Sheng Canyang looked out the window, saw the pool of blood, and heard the rustling discussions of people around him. Someone pushed open the door of the coffee shop and ran out, slowly blocking the pool of blood, and death happened quietly like this.
Shanyu called the police, then hung up the phone, and said to Sheng Canyang, "Are you okay?"
Sheng Canyang glanced at him calmly.
Shanyu glanced out the window, and then said, "Did you... think of yourself?"
Shanyu sat back again and said, "I thought of you."
"I can't imagine how I would spend my life if you really died," Sunwoo said, "I might blame myself for the rest of my life."
Sheng Canyang said: "I'm not dead, don't think about it."
Shanyu: "I thought at the time, God blessed me and let you survive."
Sheng Canyang smiled and shook his head, as if he felt that it was not worth mentioning.
People from the hotel ran downstairs, pushed everyone away, and then dispersed them, many people left.
"Chanyang," Shanyu said, "what do you think of me?"
Sheng Canyang was actually not sure if it was appropriate to talk about such a topic on this occasion, he said, "I thank you very much."
Sheng Canyang: "I just came here back then, and I didn't know the place where I lived. Everyone was very busy and I didn't have time to deal with someone who didn't understand the language. You helped me a lot. I have always been very grateful to you in my heart, and I really want to repay you."
"I haven't been taken care of by my family before," Sheng Canyang said slowly and firmly, "but you take care of me, I want to work hard and hope to protect you,"
Shanyu: "..."
Sheng Canyang said: "After the incident happened, I never blamed you. In fact, I kept thinking that I should have done something wrong. In fact, I also think the same way now. I did something wrong. You have always made me feel very calm and reliable. Do, it should be me too bad."
Shanyu said: "Actually... that's not the case."
"Jumping off from the twenty-fourth floor," Shanyu said, "should I really want to die, right? I'm not trying to scare anyone, nor is it a warning, but I really want to die."
Sheng Canyang nodded and said, "Yes."
Shanyu: "That's why I keep saying that you are cruel to everyone. I really shouldn't mess with you."
Sheng Canyang smiled, and Shanyu said: "We have all done disgraceful things, you should reject me early, and I shouldn't pester you.
"
Sheng Canyang: "Yes."
Shanyu: "So I mustered up the courage to send you a message. What's the matter with your hair? Are you going to have this hairstyle?"
Sheng Canyang smiled and said, "No, it will be cut tomorrow."
Shanyu said: "Quick cut, you are not suitable for this."
Sheng Canyang said: "I still don't know what to cut into."
"Everything is better than now," Sunwoo said, "Your red hair is beautiful."
Sheng Canyang thought for a while and said, "I feel different now."
When I wanted to die, I dyed my hair red, which gave me a feeling of rebellion and rebellion, but now I have passed that stage of life.
Shanyu said, "Do you have a job here?"
"That's right," Sheng Canyang said, "There is one thing that is not very important."
Shanyu: "Is there any arrangement?"
Sheng Canyang knew that he wanted to ask if he had any arrangements to meet his former friends, but in fact he didn't. Sheng Canyang said truthfully: "I have no contact."
Shanyu: "Everyone blamed themselves for what happened to you at the time."
"Maybe it's my fault," Sheng Canyang said, "I think I've caused trouble."
Shanyu: "You..."
But I can't say anything. The relationship between Sheng Canyang and everyone is really not that close. There are reasons for cultural differences and Sheng Canyang's own personality.
Shanyu said: "Then you can ask me to play with you."
Sheng Canyang leaned on the back of the chair, looked at him for a moment, and then said, "Is it convenient?"
Shanyu smiled and said: "Why is it inconvenient, you can find me anytime, I have nothing to do now."
"Okay," Sheng Canyang said, "when I'm done."
At 12:30, the two came out of the coffee shop. Sheng Canyang put on a hat and a mask, and tightened his windbreaker. He looked very thin in the dark. Shanyu said, "You lost weight, are you losing weight?"
"Tired." Sheng Canyang said.
Shanyu squeezed his arm and said, "The muscles are still there."
Sheng Canyang stretched his muscles, Shanyu said: "Not bad, it seems that you still haven't practiced less?"
Sheng Canyang: "Well, some activities require dancing."
"I've given up on this kind of life," Sunwoo said, "Keep working hard."
Sheng Canyang nodded, Shanyu smiled at him, waved his hand, turned and left.
Sheng Canyang glanced at his back, then went back to the hotel. After going back, I took a shower, didn't care about anything, and went straight to sleep.
The next day to do styling, Sheng Canyang sat in front of the mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and said, "Shave it."
Stylist: "…"
The manager said, "We will die together."
Sheng Canyang compared the length and said, "Cut it here."
"Isn't this Qingpi?" the manager asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Sheng Canyang said, "I'm too lazy to take care of it."
Agent: "How about I take a taxi to your house every morning and take care of it for you?"
"That's good." Sheng Canyang said.
The agent slapped Sheng Canyang on the back of the head, and the stylist was terrified. Sheng Canyang laughed and said, "You guys have the final say."
But in the end it was cut to the side of the ear, and the hair was bleached blond.
Sheng Canyang was lying on the chair, waiting for his hair, while flipping through his phone, but he didn't see the news about the girl who committed suicide yesterday.
Most of the deaths are still silent, without waves. They can only set off a wave among relatives and friends around. The more it spreads out, the smaller the wave becomes, and finally it becomes a gentle ripple.
Sheng Canyang searched for keywords, saw someone posted a photo, clicked on it and looked at it, he could actually be seen in a corner of the photo, sitting in a glass room, looking this way, Sunyu sat opposite and looked at him . It's just blurry and I can't see the face clearly.
The stylist patted him on the shoulder and said softly, "You can wash your hair now."
Sheng Canyang put down his phone, stood up and followed him to wash his hair.
The agent was waiting by the side, while making a phone call, he walked over and said to Sheng Canyang, "You were photographed yesterday."
Sheng Canyang said, "When?"
"At the airport," said the manager, "tweet me, to be honest, just say that I get my hair done here. Fans are a little sensitive about this kind of thing."
Sheng Canyang said, "Pass me the phone."
The agent handed him the phone, Sheng Canyang sat back on the chair, and said to the stylist, "Wait a minute."
The stylist stepped aside, and Sheng Canyang turned on the camera to take a picture. In the camera, his hair has become golden, and his short hair looks a bit cold and sharp. He handed the phone to the agent, who took the photo and went to deal with the matter.
The stylist blow-dried his hair and said, "Satisfied?"
"Satisfied," Sheng Canyang said absently, "Thank you for your hard work."
The stylist said: "Handsome, I wish you all the best."
The agent came back and boasted: "Yes, the matter is settled, where shall we go to play?"
"Just walk around," Sheng Canyang said, "Have you brought your camera?"
The manager shook his backpack and said, "Of course."
Sheng Canyang was a little silent today, but he still didn't show any abnormalities when facing the camera. He was chatting with his agent, and the agent put down the camera and said, "It's really not interesting, let's record it tomorrow."
Sheng Canyang was noncommittal, and the manager said, "Go eat noodles with fried sauce, and take me to a delicious restaurant."
"Why do you feel that you are absent-minded?" The agent said, "Because of the person who committed suicide yesterday?"
Sheng Canyang frowned, and said, "I don't feel anything."
Manager: "Then you are quite heartless. You jumped from a higher floor than her. I felt quite uncomfortable when I heard about it yesterday, and I also thought of you."
Sheng Canyang fiddled with the straw, propped his chin with his hands, and then looked out the window. The manager thought the picture was very good, so he pressed the camera and took a picture of it.
Sheng Canyang was already used to being looked at by the camera, and didn't respond much, so he let him take pictures. The agent said: "My lifelong dream is to make those little kids like you. You can do it like this."
Sheng Canyang: "Isn't it going well?"
"Popularity is such a mysterious thing," the agent said, wiping the camera. "Some people can do nothing and still be popular, and some people are good at everything, but they just can't be popular. It's true if you don't like people." Have no idea."
Sheng Canyang: "Take your time."
Agent: "How much youth can we take our time? Sigh."
Sheng Canyang clinked glasses with him, and the manager said with a smile: "Forget it, let's not talk about it. Why are you doing something wrong today?"
Sheng Canyang is quite cheerful most of the time, but sometimes, he seems to have lost his soul for no reason. Although the person is still the same, it feels that the state is not right anymore.
Sheng Canyang thought for a while and said, "I don't know either."
In the evening of the next day, I had a meal with Shanyu. It was a barbecue restaurant that I had always loved when I was in the group. Sheng Canyang sat opposite him in the smoke, and said: "We are still separate Live your life."
Shanyu froze for a moment, then smiled, and said, "Okay."
Shanyu turned over the meat in the roasting pan, and the oil and water were roasted "sizzling". He smiled, suddenly felt a little choked, and wiped his eyes.
Sheng Canyang looked at him, didn't know what to say, took out a tissue and handed it over.
Shanyu took it over, feeling a little funny, covering his forehead, didn't look up for a long time, just shook his head.
There was only the sound of barbecue in the small box.
Sheng Canyang looked at him, in fact, he couldn't say that he didn't have any feeling in his heart, but he was more blank and tired. The feelings that were not clearly distinguished at the beginning can now be clearly distinguished. There is no liking, but more of the fear of being abandoned at the time. Sunwoo was his only light at the time, and he was afraid that he would lose even this feeling.
Now that the two of them were sitting together, Sheng Canyang suddenly understood the complicated feelings. He said to Sunwoo: "I'm really sorry."
"Let's not talk about this," Shanyu said, "No one of us is sorry for anyone, absolutely nothing, don't fall into such pain."
Sheng Canyang caught him a piece of barbecue, and Shanyu said, "Canyang, did you really not like me for a second?"
Sheng Canyang said, "I don't know either."
Shanyu nodded, raised his glass, and said, "I really liked you for a long time."
Sheng Canyang: "..."
Shanyu said: "Do you have someone you like? Just ask, don't worry."
"No," Sheng Canyang said, "never."
Shanyu: "What do you like?"
Sheng Canyang said: "I can't think of it."
"Don't tell me if you find it," Sunwoo said with a smile, "Although I'm curious, I don't want to know who I lost to."
Sheng Canyang said: "If you are not as handsome as you, and you are not as good-tempered as you, do you want to know?"
Shanyu thought for a while and said, "Then you can tell me."
Both Sheng Canyang and him laughed, then toasted.
Shanyu said: "Leave tomorrow?"
"Leave tomorrow."
"Bon voyage," said Sunwoo, "we're still friends, right?"
Sheng Canyang: "Of course."
After drinking one cup, the transparent wine glass knocked on the table, Sheng Canyang suddenly felt a big stone in his heart was let go, and he relaxed a lot.
one year later.
Sheng Canyang walked out of the room while brushing his teeth, and rubbed his hair.
When the phone rang, he clamped it to his ear and said vaguely: "Brush your teeth."
Fang Jingchu said: "I've been waiting for you downstairs for ten minutes, old couples don't need to clean up for so long, right?"
Sheng Canyang hung up the phone, rinsed his mouth, then picked up his coat and pushed the door out.
Fang Jingchu stood in front of the car swiping her phone, saw him come out, and said, "Fifteen minutes."
Sheng Canyang glanced at his watch and said, "Thirteen minutes."
The two got into the car, and Fang Jingchu said, "You agreed, what do you want me to eat today?"
"You can choose," Sheng Canyang had socialized too late last night and drank a lot of wine. He was extremely decadent, pressed his eye sockets, and said, "I'll pay."
Fang Jingchu: "Choose whatever you want?"
"Choose whatever you want." Sheng Canyang said, "Find a place where you can scan the QR code to pay, without a card."
Fang Jingchu glanced at Sheng Canyang in the rearview mirror, and said, "Then you can play billiards with me this afternoon."
Sheng Canyang has gone through the embarrassing period from a teenager to an adult man. From the appearance point of view, there is no change from the previous two years, but his whole demeanor has changed, and his arrogance has become more publicized. Even wearing an ordinary black down jacket, baseball cap, and sneakers, hormones are bursting out.
No matter how many times Fang Jingchu sees him, she always feels that this person has an attractive temperament and always wants people to approach him.
"Are you thinking about what you said that day?" Fang Jingchu said suddenly.
Sheng Canyang was looking at his mobile phone, and then said, "I'm thinking about it."
Fang Jingchu: "Just ask, I don't mean to rush you, how do you think about it?"
Sheng Canyang raised his head from the phone, glanced at him, and said, "Are you in a hurry?"
"Of course," Fang Jingchu said, "it's a lifelong event."
Sheng Canyang smiled. On other people's faces, such a smile would look very frivolous, but Sheng Canyang did it very naturally, as if it should be so.
Fang Jingchu said: "I'm not unworthy of you, right? I've been chasing you for a year, and you can see that I really like you, right?"
"Hmm." Sheng Canyang was noncommittal.
Fang Jingchu took a look at his expression, she didn't seem to be impatient, so she continued: "If you have any concerns, just tell me, I can change it, anyway, promise me first, if there is a problem, we will get in touch with each other."
Sheng Canyang glanced at him, Fang Jingchu felt a little guilty, and said, "What's wrong?"
Sheng Canyang said unshakably, "I'm thinking about it."
Fang Jingchu: "Oh."
"Think carefully." Fang Jingchu added.
Sheng Canyang didn't want to play with his mobile phone anymore, so he turned off his mobile phone, closed his eyes and lay down on the car seat, and said, "Call me when we get there."
Sheng Canyang is twenty-two years old this year and has never been in a relationship. In fact, in this circle, it is considered abnormal.
Fang Jingchu had expressed her affection for him for a long time, and Sheng Canyang decided to try it some time ago. It's not that there is a lack of love, or that we have to talk about it, and it's impossible not to talk about it, but he feels that Fang Jingchu makes him feel very familiar when he has it. But sometimes it's strange.
Sheng Canyang was also tormented by such feelings. Sometimes he felt that Fang Jingchu's face was amiable, and sometimes he became impatient because of a few words, thinking that he was just like everyone else, no different.
But Sheng Canyang would still throb with the occasional sense of familiarity, as if he had been drugged, unable to extricate himself.
So he decided to give it a try.
The car drove for half an hour before stopping. Sheng Canyang opened his eyes, and Fang Jingchu said, "What can I eat to kill you?"
Sheng Canyang almost blurted out, "You drive down the street, go to whichever is more expensive."
After finishing speaking, he felt a sense of déjà vu coming over his face. He paused for a moment, wishing that something surged in his heart. Sheng Canyang often felt like this, feeling that something had been experienced before, but he couldn't remember it. . Foreigners call this feeling Deja-vu.
Fang Jingchu said, "Are you sick? Are you tired? Why don't you go eat steak."
Sheng Canyang frowned, then glanced at him, Fang Jingchu: "?"
"Okay," Sheng Canyang sat back and said, "Whatever you want."
Fang Jingchu: "What's the matter? I'm not happy again."
Sheng Canyang took off his hat, rubbed his hair, pulled himself together, and said, "Go ahead if you want to eat."
Fang Jingchu: "Why do I feel that you are unhappy again?"
Sheng Canyang said coldly: "Because I am moody."
Fang Jing smiled at the beginning, he really liked Sheng Canyang's unique energy. Young people should have individuality, no matter how restrained and polite they are outside, they should be restrained and reserved, but they should have a bit of a temper at home.
The two of them stuck to the fence of the crosswalk and started the car. Fang Jingchu turned on the navigation and searched for a western restaurant. Sheng Canyang turned his head casually, but suddenly saw a figure walking across the crosswalk.
Sheng Canyang was stunned for a moment, as if he had been hit, he opened the car door and ran out, Fang Jingchu shouted from behind: "What are you doing?"
Sheng Canyang caught up with the figure in two steps and grabbed him.
The boy was tall and thin, he turned his head when he pulled him, and when he saw him, he subconsciously said, "You..."
Sheng Canyang stared at his face closely, squeezed his arms tightly, and said, "You know me?"
The boy immediately shook off his hand, took two steps back, and said with a smile, "Sheng Canyang? Of course I know him, a star."
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