When Chuli came home, Ergou lay on the door and wagged his tail when he opened the door outside the yard—this level of enthusiasm was exactly like "this dog finally hoped for a living person to come back after looking forward to it all day".
Chu Li opened the door, hugged Er Gouzi and rubbed against it, and then one person and one dog walked into the house... By coincidence, they came to a certain tightly closed door, the dog squatted at the door, and the person walked toward the wall. Damn, Chu Li knocked on the door with his fingers: "Is the big brother inside still alive?"
In response, the music in the room was turned up a bit, "lost river"... Although I don't know what the people in the room have experienced, but now Chuli is very afraid that a Batman or green will fly out of it when the door opens one day. giant.
First ceremony: "..."
Chu Li: "Teacher, what do you want to eat tonight?"
The room was silent for a long time. After a long time, footsteps came from inside—Chu Li guessed that the man stood up and walked to the door. There was another soft "bang" sound from the door, as if his forehead hit the door. Voice... Chu Li took a small step back, and then heard a man's voice sounding close at hand: "Meat."
His voice is deep and hoarse, as if he smoked 10,000 cigarettes and then sang "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" ten times in the room.
Chu Li: "Teacher, you still..."
Is it still human
The words that came to his mouth were swallowed forcibly, and the strong low air pressure and the sense of mourning of "I gave up life and me" floated out from the crack of the door under my feet, slightly choking my nose... Chu Li wanted to take it with him. Er Gouzi ran away, but after thinking about how she was on the verge of death, she was on the verge of dying, and she stood firm on her footing, and knocked on the door again: "What meat? You open the door first, through the door I can't hear what you're saying..."
There was silence at the door for a while.
Then with a "click", a crack was opened from the inside, and the room was filled with darkness, and the man's voice, like a broken bellows, sounded again: "I said, I want to..."
Before the words were finished, the person outside the door had already stretched out his hand, reached into the crack of the door with lightning speed and clasped the man's wrist with his backhand - what Hirakawa hadn't finished in time was stuck in his throat because of surprise, and the next The door was broken for a second, and the light outside the door made him squint slightly...
During the whole process, the little paw that was clasping his wrist was slightly cold, because of the tendency to hit the door. When the door opened, the people outside also ran into his arms... Hirokawa subconsciously raised his other hand to hold it. The lump in his arms, the two of them staggered after hugging each other—
Until the man sat firmly on the bed, Chu Li half-kneeled in front of the bed, still holding onto his wrist tightly.
There was a few seconds of silence.
Chu Li realized that what was vibrating in her ears was the man's calm breathing. She took her head off the man's pectoral muscles in a daze, raised her head, and what caught her eyes was the man's jaw, which should have been a beautiful curve... only But now it's covered in a mess of beard stubble.
Chu Li's eyes were burnt.
"I'm not getting up yet," the man said lightly, "Whether a man or a woman can kiss each other, why are you pressing me on the bed?"
"..." hurriedly got up from the man's arms, at the same time, Chu Li let go of his wrist, took two steps back and looked up and down, holding back a sentence after a while, "Where is the last handsome male writer at the end of the twentieth century... you caveman What's the matter with the shape?"
At this time, the man sitting by the bed was still immersed in the confusion of the sudden disappearance of the soft touch on his wrist... When he realized that the soft thing in his arms had also disappeared, he unconsciously grabbed the wrist that was originally on his thigh. Grasp.
There is still a faint fragrance left on the tip of the nose, mixed with sunlight, sweat, detergent...
Ah, the smell.
One day, I also smelled it in the editorial department of "Moonlight" magazine.
Looking at the person in front of him who was looking at him curiously, the man's pupils shrank slightly, and the hand on his lap silently clenched into a fist and then let go. He had an urge to pat his thigh and let her sit back... Of course, This kind of crazy idea was vetoed by him in just a second, so when he spoke, it was irrelevant: "What kind of caveman, if he doesn't leave his room, it doesn't mean that I don't take a bath, I take a bath every day."
... What's with this "whom do you look down on" tone of pride? What’s the matter with taking a bath every day? It’s more than 30 degrees outside like a stove every day. Beggars know how to jump into the river after work to take a dip. Teacher, do you take a bath every day and look more noble than them
Chu Li wiped his face, turned his head and wanted to find a chair to sit down, but he couldn't find it after searching for a long time. He looked down at the floor and was in a hurry, just about to sit down, when he heard the man say coldly: "I can't find it." The chair is because the bedroom is not a place to receive guests, so you can't get the owner's obvious intention?"
First ceremony: "..."
Hiukawa: "Go out."
Chu Li sat cross-legged on the ground with a "snap".
Hiukawa: "..."
Looking down at the little girl who was staring up at him, the man was silent for a while: "Why is your face so big?"
Hearing this, Chu Li was a little hurt. He took a deep breath and his eyes flickered: "Yes, yes, yes, I know that I'm staying at your house for nothing, and it's a big face to bother you all day and want to urge you to write a manuscript! But since the same Under the eaves, let’s not say that we are friends, but we are a little more familiar than nodding acquaintances, right? So you shut yourself in the house day and night, I care about you—yes, I care about knocking on your room one day There was no sound at the door, and when I came back from work, I found that you hung yourself from the ceiling. The dead body was so hard that the corpse spots were stuffy. After all, the weather is so hot... These days I ask you what's wrong and you don't tell me, Q information No reply, no text message, WeChat not approved by my friends but verified by friends, you may think why I am so nosy——Weibo tracking shows that you have not been on Weibo for almost ten days, and your fans are about to call the police Do you know? Teacher Hiukawa, if you think I’m meddling in my business, I want to ask, what happened to you in Province S? Did they hang you up and beat you with a whip to force you to write serious literary works? Or what, how can a good person be tortured like this, the words are not coded, the dog does not slip, and the manuscript is not handed in... "
Chu Li babbled.
Although there was a lot of verbosity, Hiukawa felt that the key point was the last twelve words.
—Especially those last four words.
The man sat by the bed, staring at the pair of eyes staring at him eagerly, still flickering in the darkness, the very black eyes that are more pitiful than Er Gouzi. After a long pause, he said slowly: "You Where is there so much emotion, I just asked why your face is so big, the one in outline."
The thumb and index finger of the man's hands are in an "L" shape, and he drew his face with a stroke: "Big."
The worry on Chu Li's face froze—
She slowly raised her hands, twisted the hair on both sides of her ears, and pulled them up to cover her face.
"… how about this?"
"What are you playing mentally retarded?"
"..."
While Chu Li silently put down his hands, Hiukawa changed his sitting position and said in a rare patient tone, "Can you go out? I'm fine, so I can just rest for two days. Civil servants still have their annual leave. Writers can rest for ten days." Half a month is as earth-shattering as digging the grave of Qin Shihuang's ancestor
Chuli pointed to the tightly drawn blackout curtains in Hirukawa's room, and pointed to the speakers next to the computer that played "lost river" in a loop, and the harem that was playing on the computer that did not match the environment at this moment and this place. Anime...
Creepy.
"No one rests like you." Chu Li got up from the ground, "I've decided, I won't eat at home tonight, let's go out to eat. I'll treat you. I know there is a middle school nearby, and the donburi in the restaurant next to it is super good to eat-"
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to pull the man's wrist. In the darkness, she couldn't see the man's eyes flickering, and she shrank back to avoid her pull: "Go out to eat? You violated [Tenant Article 30 of the Code] Article 7, it is forbidden to take out food for shoddy goods; and you just violated Article 8, which prohibits the landlord from making bad reminders that go beyond the relationship between "landlord and tenant" for the convenience of being under the same roof Behavior… "
"Shut up!"
Chu Li stretched out his hand to cover his bearded mouth—
Hiukawa: "..."
The smell of sunshine, sweat and lotion came again.
The little paws on his nose and lips were as soft as glutinous rice cakes, cold, um, glutinous rice cakes just taken out of the refrigerator.
The room suddenly fell silent.
Chu Li took his hand away.
Hiukawa: "The fourth, respect the landlord; the fifth, love the landlord..."
Chu Li: "I'll wait for you outside."
Throwing down such a decisive sentence, the little girl bent down and patted the head of the big dog squatting next to her, then turned around and walked out of the man's dark room one by one. The sun was setting outside the living room, and the orange light was like orange juice coming out of the window. Penetrating into the house, the silhouette of her back was shrouded in a faint halo.
This scene was fixed in the eyes of the man curled up on the bed.
Thirty seconds later, he made an action that he thought he would never do thirty seconds ago and that no one could force him to do: he gently dropped his feet off the bed and put them on the bed. On the carpet, I felt that my calf was exerting force—
He froze.
It was a command from the brain, and the command was clear: I'm going to get up, follow her, and walk out of the room.
And at this time.
There are still seventeen days, four hours, thirty-six minutes and eighteen seconds left before the end of Hiukawa's planned "retreat to cultivate immortality".
…
The man took the phone, and opened his Weibo for the first time in so many days, ignoring the tens of thousands of missing person notices @, as well as all kinds of angry, worried, eager, and uneasy comments accumulated over ten days, He posted a Weibo.
Very short, only a few words.
…
At the same time, standing outside the door, Chu Li felt that her mobile phone rang to pay special attention to the update notification on Weibo. She paused for a moment and took it out curiously to have a look, only to discover a new post from @周川 about ten seconds ago. Weibo.
Very short, only a few words.
[Hikawa: I am tempted by the light.]
First ceremony: "..."
Chuli: "????"
Raising his head, the black man looked at the half-open room with a question mark face not far away, filled with darkness and impenetrable light. Chu Li raised his voice and asked, "What kind of light is there for the cave poet in there? Is there any light in your room?" Light? Don't hold it for too long and have hallucinations... "
The room was silent for about ten seconds, and after ten seconds, the man's annoyed voice sounded—
"You shut up."