I want everything from my brother.
all.
Zhai Chen, like a wooden stake, was hugged tightly by Gao Yusheng, and it took a long while for him to regain his senses, and his heart skipped a beat for a while. He was not sure what this sentence meant, and suspected that he had been influenced by Fang Chuyang's words these days, and everything he heard seemed like a confession.
I wanted to ask clearly, but I was afraid that I would be wrong, so I subconsciously replied: "Okay, I will give you everything you want."
"Then you ran back?" Fang Chuyang held a spicy duck neck in his mouth and looked at his brother in disbelief, "Look at what you can do."
"You're promising, you go to Yutang Bay to live tonight." Zhai Chen threw the duck's neck at him.
Fang Chuyang caught it steadily: "Go away, I'm not familiar with him."
Zhai Chen picked up the bottled beer and took a big sip: "Hey, what do you mean by him, this child is rebellious in adolescence, won't he really like me?" After speaking, he stroked his hair in distress. Thinking of him as the head of the fifth street in the old city, and the first handsome of the third college and eight departments of the technical school, it is not surprising that anyone likes him. Just a godsend...
"Pfft—" The duck bone that Fang Chuyang had just finished gnawed out with a "bang", hitting Zhai Chen's forehead with a loud "dong".
The two sat on the balcony to eat, the light was insufficient, Zhai Chen couldn't see clearly, and he was smashed in the middle of time to dodge: "I'm fucking you, uncle, is it disgusting?"
"He's 23 and still in adolescence, is your mind stuck with imported chocolate?" Fang Chuyang regretted it so much at the moment, he shouldn't have reminded him. This is good, but it leads people to the past.
"I didn't eat imported chocolate, didn't I give you all of it?" Zhai Chen often received chocolate from Gao Yusheng, saying that it was from a partner. But he didn't like to eat this, and he was afraid that Mengmeng would eat too many cavities, so most of them were given to Comrade Fang, a policeman who often worked overtime.
"Bum, I won't talk to you anymore." Seeing that someone started talking nonsense again, Fang Chuyang got up and wanted to leave, but was dragged back by Zhai Chen.
"Don't, you have to analyze it for me," Zhai Chen said with a bitter face, "Am I thinking too much?"
Gao Yusheng lived a hard life when he was a child, and he has almost regarded him as a spiritual support these years. Maybe it's too lack of love to want all the attention of my brother, um, it must be like this.
Fang Chuyang really didn't want to care about him, but looking at his brother's lackluster appearance, he was afraid that he would suffer, and took a deep breath: "Chenchen, brother not only loves you, but also wants everything from you."
"Ouch—" Zhai Chen jumped up like an electric shock, almost spitting out the beer he just drank, "Are you going to die, you're so barren..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhai Chen was stunned. When Fang Chuyang said the same thing, the sweet and glutinous biscuits suddenly turned into poison through the intestines, and when he heard it, he wanted to roll his eyes and spit.
"Haha." Fang Chuyang sneered, took away the rest of the duck neck, and went back to the house to watch TV by himself, leaving the petrochemical person to worry about himself.
Zhai Chen sat back on the reclining chair stiffly, and stroked his hand all the way from his mouth to the back of his head, what is this called! Just stay at home for a while, and have less contact. Children are easily confused, and it may be good to calm down for a while.
Gao Yusheng sat at the dining table by himself, cutting the steak absentmindedly. The older brother obviously understood, but ran away.
Recalling what Zhai Chen said when he left, his tone was relaxed and his expression natural: "I'm going back to live there tonight, Mengmeng misses his second uncle."
And Mengmeng, who was being pulled by him, looked blank: "Huh?"
Gao Yusheng picked up the wine glass, touched the empty glass on the opposite side, and slowly drank the wine in it.
After eating, I cleaned up the dishes, put the dishes on the shelf, and the crisp sound of bumping echoed in the room. For the first time, this house is too big.
Pushing open the door of the studio, the small and crowded space can give people some comfort. Gao Yusheng sat in front of the easel, picked up a pen, and carefully drew the unfinished painting.
On the dark fabric lay a man wearing only a racer vest. The muscles with extremely beautiful lines were outlined by the tight black vest. One corner of the folded fabric covered the key parts, one leg was straight, and the other was curled, slender and powerful. He is like a gift from the creator, so beautiful.
This painting has been basically finished, only the facial features are left. Originally, I wanted to draw a scene of sleeping with my eyes closed, but now I changed my mind. He hoped that the person in the painting could open his eyes and look at him clearly.
He wrote neatly: one eye was closed, the other was open mischievously, and Zhai Chen's usual smirk was on his healthy lips.
Gao Yusheng stared closely at the person in the painting, his Adam's apple moved slightly, his fingers approached a little bit, and stopped abruptly when he was still 0.3 cm away from the painting. The paint isn't dry yet, so don't touch it.
I took off the canvas and put it aside to dry, took a deep breath, took another piece of paper, and drew a sketch in three or two strokes. It was the bus stop at the entrance of the high school in my memory. The old man on crutches and wearing a mask looked over from the painting. There is a smile in the corners of the crow's feet, and the old and tired eyes... are full of love.
"Let's take it like this." Gao Yusheng muttered to himself, looked at the one that was hanging, got up and left the studio.
Lying on the large bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. For a while I felt that the bed was too big, and for a while I felt that the quilt was too cold, and all my hands and feet were desolate, and I felt that I was about to disappear.
"Siri, I can't sleep." Mr. Gao, who had not chatted with the robot for a long time, finally remembered his old friend.
The artificial intelligence microphone logo appeared on the screen of the mobile phone, and the unchanging mechanical sound sounded:
[Do you need me to sing a lullaby for you?]
Then, without waiting for the master to answer, he sang to himself.
[Twinkle twinkle little stars, how I wonder where you are…]
Gao Yusheng said indifferently, "Goodbye."
Siri, which was restricted by the system, stopped singing immediately, politely replied "Goodbye" and automatically closed. The room fell into silence again, and the lullaby sang even more insomnia.
"Siri, am I too impatient to frighten him?" Gao Yusheng sighed softly, looking at the ceiling with a faint halo reflected by the floor lamp.
[I can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry, and I can’t make a big business in a hurry. Also, you just said goodbye, do you want to listen to the lullaby now that you regret it?]
"Don't listen." Gao Yusheng seriously suspected that Zhai Chen had broken the phone. Knowing that his Siri is different from others, that person called Siri out to play and taught it to speak.
Being disturbed by the out-of-control Siri, I can fall asleep. Gao Yusheng closed his eyes and slowly sank into the dream.
Looking up is a clear sky, cloudless. There are no obstacles around, and you can see the scenery on the edge of the city as far as the eye can see. Old buildings are lined up, tall chimneys blowing smoke rings intermittently under the gray-blue sky.
where is this place? Gao Yusheng bowed his head blankly, and suddenly broke out in cold sweat. He was standing on the top floor of a tall building, and just looking down made him dizzy. I don't know how high this building is, but it seems to be as high as a hundred zhang and thousand meters, and it seems to be only five or six stories short. Because of the sudden outbreak of fear of heights, he didn't dare to watch more.
"Jump down! Jump if you have the ability!" Someone shouted downstairs, and the voice was suddenly far and near.
Gao Yusheng endured dizziness and looked diagonally down, the crowd of black people couldn't see the edge. All of them could not see their faces, only vague faces. They held their hands high, and the sunlight cast long shadows dancing messily on the ground.
"Jump!"
"go to hell!"
"Stop pretending, let's make it clear!"
Noisy shouts, men and women, old and young. Gao Yusheng resisted the fear of high altitude and stepped back, looking back at the roof behind him, behind it was a pitch-black area that looked like an abyss! He wanted to shout, but couldn't make a sound, took out his mobile phone and tried to call Zhai Chen.
18366…
No, press 6 to become 3, start over.
18365…
Everyone said it was 66, why did you read it wrong and start over.
18366…
How come the numbers on the keyboard have been moved and the wrong number has been pressed again.
At this moment, the dark shadow in front of the building suddenly swelled up, and climbed directly to the roof, grabbing his arms and ankles, and pulling down not neatly. He desperately tried to dodge, but suddenly stepped into the air, and his body suddenly felt weightless...
"what!"
Gao Yusheng suddenly opened his eyes, and the terrifying dream immediately disappeared. The entrance is your own bedroom, which is quiet and quiet, and the floor lamp with the starry sky pattern emits a soft light. I subconsciously touched the position around me, it was empty, with the coldness of an autumn night.
He sat up slowly, picked up the mobile phone by the bed, and wanted to call Zhai Chen. The time showed 2:03am, not the time to call.
Waving and turning on the light, Gao Yusheng got out of bed and walked to the living room to drink water. Going down a glass of cold mint water, my mind is very clear, and I don't want to sleep at all. Simply sit in front of the workbench and turn on the computer.
The mailbox indicates that there is a new email, and the email will be sent at this time. Apart from securities and fund managers, there are probably only overseas friends.
When I opened the first letter, it was indeed sent by my overseas friend Archie.
[Oh, my dear friend, there is good news, I have found someone to marry! The other party is a college student, and the school he attends is very expensive, and even if there is a scholarship, it is more difficult. The point is, he's very handsome and I like it. He is willing to associate with me, and also agrees to sign a prenuptial agreement to marry me falsely, and I will give him four years of college tuition as compensation.]
Archie was very satisfied with this fake marriage partner and couldn't help sharing it with him.
However, at this moment, Gao Yusheng didn't want to see how others could get married casually, so he casually replied "Congratulations" and opened the next email.
This email is a picture, which was swiped in an instant with the super-high internet speed at his home. Gao Yusheng felt suffocated for a moment and almost couldn't breathe.
It was a remake of a real photo, with some realistic blips. The corners of the photo have turned yellow, and the content is a five-story office building with a woman in business attire standing on the roof. Downstairs, there is a dense crowd.
As if a thorn ball exploded in his head, it was torn apart in pain, Gao Yusheng groaned, and called out "brother" unconsciously.
The phone was squeezed tightly, the microphone icon automatically jumped out, and the mechanical sound sounded:
[Call my brother.]
Siri dialed it spontaneously.
The bell rang three times and it was connected, and Zhai Chen's dazed voice came from the phone: "Hello?"
Gao Yusheng was instantly recalled, and replied with difficulty: "Brother."
Zhai Chen sat up agitatedly: "Tianci, what's wrong with you? Speak!"