The light of torches is everywhere outside, and everyone performs their own duties. The patrols should be patrolling, and they should be free and loose. Wei Lin walked towards the second division as if he had escaped from Zhong Yi's place, and he felt that it was not good to go back to the camp now. He was really afraid to meet Jiang too, especially because he was afraid that after Zhong Yi's advice, many thoughts would arise in his mind.
Originally, whether it was laughter or joking that Jiang was his daughter-in-law on weekdays, they were all innocuous jokes—no one who watched the play investigated the truth or not, and those who acted never thought deeply.
Simply, Wei Lin went to the second division, found a brother who usually said a few words, and took the initiative to ask for help. Of course, the man felt good after hearing this, and after explaining it twice, he left happily.
Wei Lin walked back and forth at the inspection office with a torch, saying that it was an inspection, but he didn't have the slightest idea of inspection, and his mind was a mess.
So much so that when Jiang also returned to the second division, he saw Wei Lin walking around with a frowning expression from afar. Inspections were not like inspections, and wandering was not like wandering. Wei Lin didn't even notice.
Jiang also felt ashamed.
Not guilt, but shame.
He was standing far away, Wei Lin kept his head down, and at a distance, he couldn't see Wei Lin's expression clearly. He just stared at it in a trance, not knowing what to say.
The secrets of that night would flash through his mind from time to time, making Jiang feel ashamed, but unable to open it up. It was impossible to tell anyone about this matter, but this feeling of shame was like a boulder in his heart. If he didn't talk to anyone, it would only overwhelm him.
Talking to Wei Lin less and less recently.
It was an intuition that Wei Lin was avoiding him.
The situation was nothing more than two kinds. One was that Wei Lin was pretending to be asleep that night; the other was that Wei Lin was indeed suffering from some indescribable disease and was distressed by it. Perhaps out of a guilty conscience, he prefers the former.
But if he keeps a distance from him because of the former... Jiang also feels a little humiliated. To put it bluntly, this is a man's blasphemy. It's better than going out for whoring, right? Even if Wei Lin is awake, he can't prove that he just watched Wei Lin do some nasty things, it's just a coincidence.
Because of this kind of thing, he became estranged from himself, and the more Jiang thought about it, the more angry he became.
He was stomping on the place where Wei Lin didn't notice, time passed, and the barracks was quiet, except for the sound of patrolmen walking around, and occasionally someone said a few words. The night was getting darker, and the breeze was blowing occasionally, and it was very cool.
After thinking about it for a long time, Jiang finally couldn't bear his temper and walked straight to Wei Lin.
"What are you doing here?" Jiang also patted his shoulder from behind him.
Wei Lin, who was immersed in his own thoughts, was startled by this sudden action, and his reaction was a bit outrageous. He was so frightened that he almost jumped up, and immediately distanced himself from the people behind him, and then looked back.
It's Jiang Ye's pretty face.
At night, it can only be illuminated by the light of torches. Under the soft warm light, Jiang Ye's outline seems to have been diluted a lot. Although he still has the usual unhappy expression, because of the fire, he looks With an unusual tenderness.
Looking at it again, I will think of the charming dream in that night.
Wei Lin's mouth was dry, and he quickly took the torch away. He lowered his head and dared not look at Jiang Ye any more. He asked in a deep voice, "Why did you come here all of a sudden? Is something wrong..."
Jiang also saw his reaction, and felt even more that it was what he was thinking. He held back his anger and continued to ask, "I heard Zhong Yi say you are ill?"
"No, not sick..."
"Then what are you doing here? Isn't it our turn to be on duty?"
"Oh, I think a brother is not feeling well, so it's worth helping him."
"Can't you look at me and talk?" Jiang Ye's tone was a little rude. But Wei Lin still didn't look up and didn't know what to answer.
Jiang also said angrily: "I think you are sick, I think your brain is sick and needs to be treated."
"… "
"You don't have anything to say to me now, right?" Jiang said in a contemptuous tone, "If you don't want to deal with me, you can say it directly, don't give me yin and yang."
"Why am I feeling weird?" Wei Lin was a little confused when he heard this.
To say that he noticed that the atmosphere between the two was abnormal, Jiang also, as a party, had already noticed it. It's just that he won't keep thinking about whether there are some or not. In other words, who hasn't been unhappy and doesn't want to talk? But a lot of days have passed, but Wei Lin's attitude still seems to be deliberately avoiding him, which makes Jiang very uncomfortable.
Jiang Ye grabbed the torch from Wei Lin's hand, walked over and shoved it into the burning fire not far away, then grabbed Wei Lin's hand and went all the way to the dark place.
Wei Lin just let Jiang Ye pull away so stupidly.
The two walked under a tree, and when they saw no one around, Jiang also stopped and said directly, "If you don't feel comfortable staying, you should tell them earlier and change teams."
"I didn't mean it that way..."
"Then what do you mean?"
"..." Wei Lin thought about it for a long time, some words had reached his throat, but he couldn't say it.
"What am I unhappy about? What am I unhappy about?"
"I'm afraid that you won't be happy when others make fun of us..." Wei Lin could only find a reason to prevaricate. But to say that it is prevarication is also the truth, and it can only be said to be part of the truth. He didn't want to lie to Jiang Ye. If he was joking on weekdays, it didn't matter how he lied about him, but in this matter, he lied.
It was as difficult to open as if the throat was stuffed with embroidery needles.
This answer surprised Jiang Ye.
The development of the original matter has made him feel that his guess is 80% correct, but he did not expect Wei Lin to give such a reason. But if it is false, Jiang also thinks it is very convincing.
Wei Lin has always been thinking about him.
But if it is as Wei Lin said, then he is guilty of being a thief and behaved too radically.
"Really..." Jiang Ye's momentum dropped with Wei Lin's answer, and he lowered his voice and confirmed it again.
Wei Lin nodded, not daring to look at Jiang Ye.
Jiang also thought about it, took a deep breath, made himself more calm, reached out and grabbed Wei Lin's shoulder and said, "Listen, I, Jiang Ye, never care what others think of me."
These words were full of momentum, Wei Lin seemed to have lost the ability to think, looked up at Jiang Ye stupidly, and Jiang Ye continued: "You and I have experienced life and death, no matter who saves who is more. , Anyway, they are all mixed up. This brother, if you are willing to do it, I will accompany you to the end; if you are not willing to do it, I will never force it. But if one day you and I want to separate, it will definitely not be because of other people's words. "
Jiang Ye's expression is very serious, and this is also very serious, not a joke. Looking at him, Wei Lin felt even more uncontrollable, and he actually began to blame Zhong Yilai in his heart - if it wasn't for this evil old doctor talking nonsense, he wouldn't be so difficult to face Jiang Ye now.
It's so difficult to face myself that when I heard Jiang Ye's words, what I thought was "I don't just want to be brothers with you".
After a few breaths of silence between the two, Wei Lin suddenly reached out and hugged Jiang Ye. It was so sudden and so forceful that Jiang didn't even react, so Wei Lin hugged his waist tightly and buried his head between his neck. After recovering, Jiang also struggled: "What are you doing..."
"Let me hold you for a while..."
Wei Lin hugged so tightly that Jiang couldn't break free, so he questioned again: "You don't really have a terminal illness and hide it from me..."
"Let me hold it for a while, just for a while." Wei Lin's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally, like a child coquettish, he couldn't hear what he said. Wei Lin rarely has such a time, he doesn't seem to care about anything he encounters, anyway, he always wears a heartless smile. But such people tend to be more affectionate and righteous, which Jiang has long seen.
Some couldn't bear it in his heart, and Jiang didn't refuse anymore, just let him hold it.
Wei Lin's breath snorted between his neck, making him a little itchy.
Fortunately, it was the middle of the night and no one was there. If someone saw two big men hugging each other like this, it would really make him ashamed to death.
Wei Lin released her hug after a while. Jiang also felt strange in his heart, and asked again, "Are you really... not terminally ill?"
"You think that I have a terminal illness?" Wei Lin's voice became more energetic, "You are so young, how can I bear to let you be a widow."
"I think you really haven't hit the roof for three days." Hearing that Wei Lin started talking nonsense like before, Jiang Ye's heart was put down in the air, and he subconsciously refuted it, "I don't know who just started talking. Hold me like a three-year-old child."
"..." Wei Lin did not refute, but said solemnly, "Because I want to be with you all the time."
"Have you been at the border all the time?"
"No," Wei Lin looked up at the sky and saw a few twinkling stars, "You know I'm alone, anyway, since you saved me, since you can't repay me, it's better to promise me."
"Do you want to be a cow or a horse?" Jiang also mocked.
"Well, you can be a cow or a horse." Wei Lin nodded.
He whispered softly and looked up at the stars, not at himself. Jiang also felt that Wei Lin was more serious than ever before, as if he really wanted to take care of him for the rest of his life.
"Actually, that's not a life-saving grace. You came here yourself." Jiang also said.
"I don't know why it's like that," Wei Lin recalled the original incident. "Anyway, I knew that if I had slept, I wouldn't have woken up again. Just before I closed my eyes, I saw you supporting me. I came over with an umbrella, but for some reason, I reached out to grab your clothes... I thought if I was beaten to death, it would be fine."
"I'm so sorry for disappointing you." Jiang also felt a little funny when he heard what he said.
The misunderstanding came inexplicably, and the solution was also inexplicable.
No one mentioned what happened that night, and no one set a position on the relationship. It was like their inexplicable beginning, inexplicable alienation, and inexplicable reconciliation at the end, as well as an inexplicable hug.
"The closest person in my life is you." Wei Lin said.
Jiang also thought of something else and asked, "I miss your mother?"
He thought that Wei Lin would answer yes or no, but who knew that Wei Lin took his eyes away from the stars and asked seriously, "Why are you cursing suddenly?"
"what?"
"To actually speak swear words to me, it's too uneducated." He shook his head regretfully as he spoke, as if Jiang had done something wicked.
"I'll just say that you won't be hit for three days, and I'll come to discuss with you today what it means to be literate!" Jiang also rolled up his sleeves, posing to hit Wei Lin.
Wei Lin laughed slyly, laughing and running: "I can't fight, I can't fight!"
Jiang didn't want to pursue the sudden serious hug, nor did he want to pursue what Wei Lin was thinking. At one time, he was also curious about Wei Lin's life experience, and also annoyed why Wei Lin seemed to be hiding a lot of things from him.
If living like this makes people happy, why should they care about anything else