"Buzz-hum-"
In the early morning, 30-year-old Xia Mian was awakened by the vibration of her mobile phone.
His head ached like it was about to burst. Barely opened his eyes, his vision was blurred and covered with a layer of bloodshot red.
He reached out to grab the phone, picked it up without looking at it, and heard a roar through the receiver: "Xia Mian, are you listening?"
It's his cousin.
"When did you come back?" My cousin asked like a cannonball, "When did you decide to come back, why didn't you tell me! How long have you been back? Are you at Teacher Xu's house now? Where is your luggage? Have you been looking for a house in China? You... You are going to piss me off, you brat, you haven't returned to China for eight years, and you finally came back, and you didn't even tell me?"
Xia Mian took the phone away, and replied perfunctorily: "I just came back, it hasn't been more than 24 hours. I have found a house and settled my luggage. I plan to call you again at night, and I am still suffering from jet lag. Hang up first."
His tone was pretty good, but his brows were tightly wrinkled.
Who leaked the news of his return
He didn't want to let his cousin know the news of his return so soon, because he didn't want to face his father yet.
"Don't hang up!" My cousin said fiercely, "No hang up, listen, since you have returned to China to work, you must walk with me more. If you don't agree, I will go to your company to make trouble, and I will tell you Say, I can really do it…”
Xia Mian's cousin, who is five years older than him, is currently working in the hospital. He has a wife and a daughter, and he is extremely busy every day.
"Don't be kidding." Xia Mian said in a low voice, "Is your hospital not busy? Work at ease and don't worry about my business."
"Fart!" My cousin almost broke his voice, and couldn't hold back the swearing, "How can I not worry? You are my younger brother, no matter who you are, they are all my younger brothers! Why don't you want to keep in touch with your relatives? Once you go abroad, it will be eight years, eight years, how many eight years are there in your life... "
Hearing him say "eight years", Xia Mian's temples began to throb and throb. He hung up decisively, turned off the phone, and then slammed the phone away.
Eight years... It took him eight years to change himself. Why do people always remind him that he was a child who dared not even go home
After another two or three hours of light sleep, Xia Mian heard a knock on the door. He forced himself to wake up, pressed his temple that was so painful that it exploded, and felt his head covered in cold sweat.
Who is it
In a daze, Xia Mian seemed to see Li Li through the door.
Changmeng hasn't woken up yet.
After returning from the stream that year, he left the door for Li Li in his room.
He waited for nearly an hour before he heard Li Li's staccato going upstairs. He stopped several times along the way, and even walked back a few steps, as if Xia Mian wanted him to climb not the third floor, but a mountain of swords that saw blood every step of the way.
After a while, he heard Li Li knocking: "Young master, young master... can I come in?"
Hearing the word "Young Master", Xia Mian felt uncomfortable for a while. He frowned and said to the door: "Come in and lock the door."
After getting permission, Li Li pushed open the door and walked in with his head bowed. He changed his sweaty white T-shirt into a black T-shirt and khaki slacks. But he was too thin and had a bad complexion to wear khaki. The style of the pants is loose again, looking more rustic than when wearing a white T-shirt before.
The black T on the upper body is fine. But there is a product logo printed on the chest that Xia Mian has never seen before. It is probably the work clothes that Li Li gave out during his part-time job, or a gift he received when he participated in promotional activities.
"Why do you call me master?"
Xia Mian's tone was not gentle. He did it on purpose, because Li Li went upstairs slowly, and he was a little dissatisfied.
Li Li looked dazed, three parts frightened and seven parts innocent, and stuck in place as if he was being punished.
It was many years later that Xia Mian found out that Li Li was brought up by her aunt. One year, his aunt worked as a housekeeper in a rich family, and he was taken there by his aunt to eat a meal. He saw his aunt bent over and called "Master" to the little boy in that family, and "Mister and Madam" to the boy's parents. It is believed that rich people who live in villas like to hear others call him Mr., Mrs., and Master.
"Then what should I call you?" Li Li asked.
"Name, full name." Xia Mian said.
"Hmm..." Li Li was a little speechless. He took a deep breath, and called out again in a low voice, "Xia Mian."
He barks so obediently, with a slight nasal sound, he really is no different from a stray dog who recognizes his master.
Xia Mian waved, and his dog walked towards him. He pressed Li Li down on the bed as he did in pornographic movies, leaned against his back and stripped him naked, while he only pulled his pants down to his knees, entered from behind, and had sex with him for the first time .
The first time between the two was hectic. Li Li was tense all the time, buried his face in the quilt, and refused to raise his head or make a sound. Xia Mian was hardened by relying on pheromones. If Li Li didn't give him a response, it would be a bit difficult for him to do so.
But when the genitals completely entered Li Li's body, he suddenly became lustful and felt a strong pleasure of being tolerated and accepted by others.
He has been wandering for more than ten years, always looking for a place where he can take root. He wanted very much, to have someone who was completely his.
"Tuk-tuk-"
"Xiao Mian, are you there?"
Xia Mian was in a trance, struggling to break free from the memory, cold sweat seeped from the bones to the skin, bringing a burst of cold that did not belong to summer.
"I'm here." He said hoarsely.
The door opened, and it was Xu Xin who came.
"Xiao Mian, just now your cousin called me. He said that he called you ten times in the afternoon, and you kept turning off the phone. He was afraid that something might happen to you, so he asked me to ask. If you are not busy, Just give him one back."
Xia Mian took his mother's temper: "You told him?"
"I said it." Xu Xin sighed, "If you want to blame, you can blame me. I haven't contacted your father for many years, and I can't say anything about him. I asked you about him, but you didn't want to say anything. But I understand your cousin. When you were not in China, he often came to see me with gifts. Let me advise you to contact your father more. He is getting older now, and he has regretted many things... "
Xia Mian frowned, the headache intensified, making his whole body uncomfortable.
Xu Xin felt sorry for him, so she hurriedly shut up and said, "How did this happen? I saw that your face turned pale... Sigh, I don't want to disturb you, if you rest for a while, I'll tell him about your cousin. "
Xia Mian took a deep breath and shook her head: "It's okay. What time is it?"
"It's still early, you go to sleep." Xu Xin coaxed him, "Sleep for another two hours, just wake up for dinner."
"What about your students?" Xia Mian asked, "Dinning with them again tonight?"
Xu Xin thought he was upset, so she said, "They're all here, painting under the grape arbor now. I'll just send them to the city for dinner. If you think it's noisy, I'll book a hotel for them there and let them They play outside for a day or two before coming back."
"It's not necessary." Xia Mian asked obliquely what he wanted, and knowing that the person was still there, even under the familiar grape arbor on the first floor, he felt inexplicably more at ease.
"We'll just eat upstairs and I'll cook," he said.
"How can it be?" Xu Xin smiled, "Lie down well, and let the jet lag go back first. All right, I'll go down and discuss with them."
Xia Mian stopped her: "It's really unnecessary, there are many people in the family and it's lively. I'll go down with you, I feel uncomfortable after lying down for a long time."
"Okay, okay." Seeing that he was recovering slowly, Xu Xin happily replied, "I'll go down first and ask Auntie to squeeze the juice for you."
Xia Mian nodded.
Xu Xin went downstairs happily, while Xia Mian washed and shaved in the bathroom, and got dressed.
In the mirror, there were red bloodshot eyes in his eyes that had been dreaming for a long time.
In fact, he rarely dreams.
Ever since he got the qualification to study abroad, he seldom dreamed. He is busy studying all day long, and he is busy integrating into the strange environment in a foreign country. Too busy dealing with mentors, too busy building relationships with new friends…
How does he have time to dream
After graduation, he became a rookie in IT, and he had even more things to do.
He fell asleep with his pillow on every night, and quickly fell into a deep sleep, as if dreaming would also deduct wages. Eight years seems to be a long time, but in fact, his own time is very little. He worked desperately, worked overtime all night desperately, and climbed to the top of the company desperately, just to prove that his original choice was not wrong.
Two years ago, he switched from technology to management, and his work was much easier, and his salary was high enough to outshine his peers. The boss told him that he had the opportunity to return home.
In an instant, like a mountain torrent erupting, the dream that had been suppressed for eight years swept up, devouring Xia Mian day after day.
He repeatedly dreamed of grape trellises, terraces, utility rooms, streams, easels, and paints...
They are always flashbacks in a haphazard manner, in no fixed order, and do not come one by one according to the chronological context. Xia Mian woke up an average of three times at night, and was tormented by endless nightmares to the point of neurasthenia in less than a month. He went to see a psychiatrist, and took sleeping pills and sedative drugs, but none of them helped much.
Finally, his psychiatrist advised him to return home.
"It's time for you to go home," said the psychiatrist. "You have been avoiding your inner needs for eight years. I have to say that people are emotional animals, and emotional needs should not be ignored, but should be met. Every day You have given a detailed account of each consultation, but I always feel that the last piece of the puzzle is missing. This may be a certain item, or a certain thing, or a certain person. If you are unwilling to disclose, I can only suggest that you go back to your country. "
This was the last time Xia Mian saw a psychiatrist. Soon, he submitted an application to the company to be transferred back to work in China.
He kept it from his cousin and father, and only informed his mother.
He sent his luggage to the newly bought apartment, asked his assistant to take care of it, and flew directly to his mother's villa in the suburbs.
Does he miss it
Xia Mian turned his head away, as if he did not admit that it was himself reflected in the mirror.
In early summer, the urban area is sunny and scorching. Although the suburbs are a little cooler, they are still steaming. Xia Mian went downstairs and found that the air conditioner was not turned on in the room, and the glass door leading to the grape yard was wide open, and the laughter of the students could be heard.
"Senior, your basic skills are too solid!"
The outdoor light came in, and Xia Mian saw young students surrounding Li Li's painting and praising him.
"It's not a basic skill, but practice makes perfect. I used to draw thousands of grapes, and now I can draw them with my eyes closed." Li Li replied.
"Draw the same subject thousands of times! How is this not a basic skill?"
While talking, Xia Mian walked through the glass door, and the sound of footsteps disturbed everyone.
"Senior Xia!" The students greeted him, "Good afternoon, did you just wake up, Senior?"
Xia Mian's voice was hoarse and he refused to speak, so he nodded at them wordlessly.
A student enthusiastically pointed out Li Li's painting to Xia Mian: "Senior, look, this painting of grapes is so good that it makes me drool. Can we pick and eat the grapes on the shelf? Teacher Xu said it was just It looks good, but it tastes sour, Li Li also said it was so sour, but I still want to try it... "
Xia Mian lowered his eyes, instead of looking at the painting, he looked at Li Li who was sitting in front of the easel.
He was wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt with a crew neck, solid color, no fancy logos or logos. Wearing a khaki apron for painting outside, he smiled at Xia Mian and said, "Mr. Xia, are you resting well?"
Now Li Li can afford khaki.
The short-sleeved T-shirt of the summer dress could not cover the neck, and Li Li's neck was exposed to the air. Xia Mian looked at him, his eyes suddenly fixed after touching a certain place.
what is that
On the back of the right side of Li Li's neck, there is a hideous scar. This scar was old, dull in color, white and wrinkled where it had grown up, as if it had been scratched with a knife or someone had nailed it.
That's where the Omega glands are, the main source of surface pheromones.
It was also marked by Xia Mian, proof that Li Li once belonged to him.