After coming out of the affiliated hospital, it was already dark, Zhou Hao glanced around, and Sun Yiwen didn't come again today.
The northern wind blew into the human flesh, Zhou Hao shook unconsciously a few times, pulled the zipper of the down jacket all the way to the top, and then mixed into the crowd.
There is a small alley at the back of the school, which sells everything. When it’s meal time, there are students walking through the alley, making a lot of noise. Yan Ming brought him here a few times and ate several meals of Malatang.
He wrapped his down jacket tightly and walked towards the back street.
Before leaving school, just halfway through, Jiang Yuqian suddenly appeared.
"Zhou Hao." Jiang Yuqian blocked his way.
It was a cold day, and this person was also wearing a black down jacket, his nose was red from the cold, and he let out a big breath of white air while speaking. The heat dissipated in the air and slowly covered Zhou Hao's face.
"What's the matter?" Zhou Hao asked.
Jiang Yuqian's eyes never left the person in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, and then answered, "Have you eaten yet?"
After standing for a short time, Zhou Hao's legs and feet were numb from the cold. He stomped his feet and walked away without looking at Jiang Yuqian.
On the campus at six o'clock, the round street lights are all on, forming a warm yellow patch.
Jiang Yuqian stood under the street lamp, watching the figure gradually go away, he thought of the eight-year-old child who left a mark in his mind last night.
You said he stayed at home well yesterday, why did he go to drink coffee with Jia Lin? Well, why does Jia Lin have to tell him everything? Zhou Hao is a big man, why does he have to write this sour post
Most importantly, why did he let Jiang Yuqian see it
I saw it, felt distressed, and regretted it, but I couldn't do anything. I was simply forcing myself to die.
Jiang Yuqian chased after him and grabbed Zhou Hao's arm. He was in a hurry to run just now, but now he was a little breathless when speaking, and his nose was even redder. In the mist, Zhou Hao felt that the man in front of him was actually exactly the same as when he was a freshman, he was still a boy.
"Let's have a meal together." Jiang Yuqian suppressed his breath.
Zhou Hao sniffed and smiled, "Cheng Zixu knows, do you want to have dinner with me?"
Jiang Yuqian's hand holding Zhou Hao's arm gradually let go...
This time the little lunatic won, he managed to poke a hole in his heart that was already tormenting depression.
Zhou Hao walked towards the back street without looking back, his feet walked step by step on the icy road, very slowly and cautiously.
"Zhou Hao, July 16th, what on earth did you call me for?" Jiang Yuqian roared.
Many students who came and went stood still and glanced at Jiang Yuqian. He didn't care, he just wanted to ask for a result.
If he had listened carefully to what the little madman had to say during that phone call, would they be different
Zhou Hao's back stopped for an instant, he turned his head and looked at the tall boy under the dim light, his legs were stretched long and straight by the street lamp.
It's not interesting, it seems that everything is meaningless again. What about Jiang Yuqian, what about Sun Yiwen, stay away from him, he just wants to go to the back street to eat Malatang, more spicy and less spicy, with some vinegar, the taste suits him best.
Zhou Hao turned around and continued walking forward.
The store I have been to a few times is still full of customers, and as soon as I enter the door, I am surrounded by steaming heat. Zhou Hao opened the down jacket, then chose his own dishes, put them on the scale and weighed them, thirty yuan.
The same amount before was only 20 yuan, and within a year, the price has risen again. He has to make good money after graduation, otherwise, he really can't stay in City A.
After a while, someone stood beside his seat, and stood there for a long time. Zhou Hao knew who it was, and he didn't care. In the noisy small shop, it is not big.
Not long after, the person standing left, and after a while, Jiang Yuqian brought a bowl of Malatang and sat down opposite Zhou Hao. Zhou Hao accidentally saw that in the man's bowl, there was no water in the clear soup, and he couldn't even see a little red oil.
In the past, I would definitely have laughed at Jiang Yuqian for being a son-in-law who doesn't eat fireworks in the world, and then "hand in hand" taught that person how to eat Mala Tang? What kind of seasoning should be put on it to be delicious
But now, he just quickly finished the wide vermicelli in the bowl, took another sip of soup, zipped up his down jacket and walked out.
Jiang Yuqian just took two bites, put down his chopsticks and followed. When Zhou Hao moves forward, he also moves forward; when Zhou Hao moves to the left, he also moves to the left. Follow suit and follow closely.
After leaving the school, Zhou Hao suddenly stopped, turned to look at the people behind him, "Is it interesting for us?"
Jiang Yuqian has eyes with stories, and Zhou Hao has long discovered that this man's eyes have the clarity of a young man and the depth of a middle-aged man. In other words, the person in front of him has always been between a man and a boy.
At this moment, Jiang Yuqian looked at Zhou Hao deeply with his eyes, and Qiushui was hidden in his eyes.
After a long time, Jiang Yuqian muffled a sentence, "Will you watch a movie tonight?"
Zhou Hao was stunned for a few seconds, and after realizing it, he scolded him, "You are crazy!"
"I didn't sell the house at Binjiang No. 1. I went there yesterday, scanned the house inside and out, and bought two pots of spider plants." Jiang Yuqian immediately took out a key from the pocket of his down jacket , "This is the key to the house."
Zhou Hao didn't pick it up. He fumbled through the top and bottom pockets of the down jacket, trying to find a cigarette. Later, he cleared his mind: In order to make him quit smoking, Sun Yiwen forbade him to put the cigarette case on his body.
"Fuck!" Without touching the cigarette, Zhou Hao swears.
Jiang Yuqian's hand was still stretched out there, maintaining the same posture, and the key was still in his hand.
The keys to the house... the house's...
How could he have the face to say it? It was a good home, but he had to mess around, tossing away the home, and tossing away the people. Only then did he remember, oh, so they used to have a home.
On winter nights, all emotions are frozen. Zhou Hao's only thought at the moment is: Why does Jiang Yuqian say what he says? Why did Jiang Yuqian take up all the good things? I just don't want to let him do it.
At this moment, Zhou Hao has become that paranoid child in his childhood again.
"That's your home! It's none of my business!" Zhou Hao said mockingly.
Jiang Yuqian slowly withdrew his hand, and the key fell back into his pocket. He raised his dark eyes and looked at Zhou Hao, "I'm sorry..."
"Don't be like this, you didn't apologize to me, neither of us owed anyone." Zhou Hao saw the boy's frozen nose, "Go back, it's really cold at night."
Jiang Yuqian's eyelids drooped dejectedly, "I'll take you back."
"There's no need for that, I'll go by myself."
Zhou Hao stomped his stiff feet and walked towards the subway station. Jiang Yuqian followed closely like a shadow.
In the crowded subway station, Zhou Hao squeezed into the subway with the crowd. Everyone's clothes were very thick, and there were so many people at the moment, Zhou Hao was squeezed to the side of the railing, and his chest and back were tightly pressed against each other. He couldn't even free his hands to grab the railing post.
Soon, his back was suddenly empty, and then suddenly filled again. Zhou Hao turned his head with difficulty, only to realize that Jiang Yuqian had followed him into the subway at some point. Not only that, but the man's chest was pressed against his back.
When they arrived at the station, due to inertia, the crowd that was squeezed into meat sauce all rushed forward. In a panic, Jiang Yuqian took advantage of the situation and hugged Zhou Hao, without any emotion on his face, he said lightly, "Be careful."
Zhou Hao spread his two arms and stood upright. The station was a train station just now, and a large group of people went down, but now the crowd loosened up, and everyone got their own breathing room.
At this moment, when the railing was around, there were only the two of them left.
The game of chasing between shadows, Jiang Yuqian moved it into his hand again. His hands are always only an inch away from Zhou Hao's. As long as Zhou Hao moves his hand, he will move it immediately. Occasionally, the rhythm of the movement was wrong, and his hand would touch Zhou Hao's hand.
Can't tell if it was intentional or not.
"Is it fun?" Zhou Hao withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket.
Jiang Yuqian's smile was secretly pursed in his mouth, but he didn't speak, and the outline of his brows and eyes gradually blurred. Through the handsome face in front of him, Zhou Hao remembered the summer evening when they first met.
The sun moved westward, and there was a faint night breeze in the sultry air. Jiang Yuqian was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, and asked him impatiently, how much is it
What a neat boy.
At that time, Zhou Hao confidently believed that this clean boy would be his. And they will also become the closest and most dependent people.
At that time, his self-confidence was overdone, and he never thought that the two of them would end up like this in the end.
After thinking about it, when the subway arrived at Minlin Station, Zhou Hao recovered and got off the subway, Jiang Yuqian also followed.
The flow of people in the suburbs is not as large as that in the urban area, and because it is such a cold day, there are not many people on the road. It was quite quiet at night, and Zhou Hao could clearly hear the sound of footsteps following behind him.
Finally, Zhou Hao turned his head and said with a straight face: "Don't follow me, go back quickly!"
Jiang Yuqian didn't understand why he had to follow him so hard? I don't even understand, what's the point of such endless tracking? Actually, there was one more thing in his mind that he didn't understand——
"If that time, that phone call was successful, the two of us...will it still be like this?"
Jiang Yuqian was not reconciled, he finally asked with red eyes.
Zhou Hao blinked hard, smiled, "I don't know." The moment he turned around, Zhou Hao's eye circles were also red.
When he got home, Sun Yiwen hadn't come back yet. He found "Wenwen" in the address book and wanted to call him, but he hesitated for a long time, but he didn't.
There are many things, it is better to be confused.