One day in the latter part of the holiday, Chen Xingze and Lu Hao went out to play. They gathered at the bookstore at about 10:30, and now it's almost 11:00, and Lu Hao hasn't moved. Chen Xingze called to ask, and Lu Hao hurriedly said that he had slept and was on his way here.
"Don't worry too much, safety first, it's too late anyway." Chen Xingze said.
"Go to the store and wait for me first! It's too cold outside!" Lu Hao roared on his phone, accompanied by the whirring of the wind.
"How long until you arrive?"
"I was about to take a taxi, about fifteen minutes."
"See you at the intersection then."
It may be that he urged the driver to drive quickly, and Lu Hao arrived ten minutes after the call.
"Didn't I tell you to wait in the store?" Lu Hao complained.
"You're blaming someone else." Chen Xingze pushed aside the roasted sweet potatoes he just bought on the roadside. The hot sweet potatoes radiated heat in the winter.
Lu Hao's head came over, "I want to eat too."
"Go away, people who are late are not eligible to eat sweet potatoes."
"I didn't eat breakfast because I came early."
"Who made you snooze."
Lu Hao was wronged, and Chen Xingze said, "Last night, I went to a ball with someone again. What else do you think you can do in a day besides eating and playing?"
"I can still accompany you to the bookstore."
"… "
Chen Xingze said in his heart that the natural stay is really an amazing species, and the casual sultry is more lethal than his scheming gay.
Chen Xingze took out another roasted sweet potato from his arms.
"Hey, brother!" Lu Hao's eyes lit up, and he happily took the sweet potato. "You originally bought two, didn't you! You even teased me on purpose."
"Eat slowly, don't choke." Chen Xingze glanced at him. Not only did he buy two, he was afraid that the sweet potato he gave to Lu Hao would get cold, so he put it in his clothes to keep him warm, making his belly itchy.
Chen Xingze knew that Lu Hao went out to play yesterday, and he didn't plan to call him today, and Lu Hao himself had no interest in places like bookstores, but he insisted on coming with Chen Xingze every time.
"Why do you want to buy a paper book? There is no electronic version. It's so bitter to hold." When Chen Xingze was selecting books in front of the bookshelf, Lu Hao was making trouble beside him.
Without raising his head, Chen Xingze said, "Basketball is much heavier than books."
"Basketball isn't always in your hands."
"The e-book doesn't feel right to look at."
"Do you still feel like reading a book?"
Chen Xingze stretched out his palm in front of Lu Hao, and Lu Hao shrank back, "What are you doing, you're going to hit someone?"
Chen Xingze: "I heard it."
Lu Hao sniffed suspiciously and smelled a faint scent of ink.
"Ah... I don't understand you people who like to read books."
"I also only read idle books, and I can't read a single page of the textbook." Chen Xingze saw the works of Zhang Ailing, whom he unilaterally regarded as a confidant, on the literature bookshelf, and took out a copy. "Let's go, go to the coffee shop for a meeting, you are too sleepy."
This store is very close to Chen Xingze's house. It is a book bar that has just opened. It is not small in scale. There are three floors in total. There is a cafe with a good atmosphere on the second floor. Chen Xingze ordered a cup of coffee, while Lu Hao ordered milk. No matter where Lu Hao goes to order drinks, as long as there are no sports drinks, he will order milk. Chen Xingze laughed fiercely every time he saw it.
"Still unsuccessful weaning today?"
Lu Hao was immune to Chen Xingze's ridicule, and he didn't feel any shame in drinking milk at all, but persuaded Chen Xingze to drink it together.
"Drinking milk grows taller, so you are not as tall as me now."
"My height is enough, but you jumped too fast."
Chen Xingze felt that a sweet potato might not be enough to feed this silly big man, so he ordered cakes and salads, and walked to the resting place with a tray. On the way, he secretly glanced at Lu Hao. Chen Xingze is now 176 centimeters tall and is still rising steadily, while Lu Hao was already 179 when he entered school, and it is estimated that he has increased by four or five centimeters in the past year.
Lu Hao still insisted on the topic of "height", followed behind Chen Xingze, and said leisurely, "Hey, if I am gay, we should be my 'husband' when we are together."
Chen Xingze's hand softened, and the tray almost fell to the ground. He quickly squeezed it to maintain his dignity as No. 1.
"It's not like that at all, okay!"
"This thing depends on the momentum. When you are taller, you will naturally have momentum."
"Only you can say such superficial words."
Lu Hao snorted in dissatisfaction. Chen Xingze chose a window with good sunlight, put the tray away, and said, "Besides, you're not gay, so what do you think about these useless things."
Lu Hao snorted again and gulped milk.
While Chen Xingze was reading, Lu Hao fell asleep on the soft sofa. At first, Chen Xingze couldn't concentrate on reading, he was still thinking about what Lu Hao just said. This is not the first time that Lu Hao has said similar words. Chen Xingze doesn't know if he is just joking for a while or if he really thinks so.
When he was young, his feelings were so simple. Even though his reason told Chen Xingze that this was a dead end, he would still make up his mind about Lu Hao's occasional words.
Chen Xingze looked down at the book in his hand, the novella "Red Rose and White Rose" by Eileen Chang. Literary critics say that this book mainly expresses Eileen Chang's examination and concern for the living environment of women under the patriarchal system, as well as her questioning and rebellion against women's social roles. Of course, these are just foils. The most precious legacy left by this book to the public is that peerless theory—
"Perhaps every man has had two such women, at least two. Married a red rose, over time, the red one turned into a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one was still 'bright moonlight in front of the bed'; married a white rose , the white one is a grain of rice stick on the clothes, and the red one is a cinnabar mole on the heart."
This set of typical male lustful thoughts of "eating in the bowl and looking at the pot" and "getting nothing is the best" were expressed by the great writers with elegant words such as "rose", "moonlight" and "cinnabar mole". , the most widely read.
The novel was not long, and Chen Xingze read it in a short time. After reading it, he felt that his confidant, Miss Zhang Ailing, was a person who didn't believe much in human nature.
She believes in love, but not in human nature. That's right, which woman in this world doesn't believe in love, but some people believe it and are full of anxiety.
Chen Xingze put himself into the book. He agrees with Eileen Chang's statement that "every man has had two roses." In his mind, he visualized the white rose and the red rose as You Xiaolin and Lu Hao, who are as holy as the moon. One is passionate, one is a person to whom he has paid his strong feelings, and the other is a person who has paid his strong feelings for him.
Chen Xingze raised his eyes from the book and looked at Lu Hao, who was sleeping soundly on the table. He laughed at himself in his heart, anyway, he couldn't "marry" any of them, so these two roses would probably last forever in his life.
Chen Xingze closed the book and further thought that even if he did "marry" one of them, it would not be the result of the book. He will never destroy everything beautiful with dirty thoughts like Tong Zhenbao. In his view, flowers are for pampering. No matter what happened, he would not hurt the two boys. Even just imagining their injuries in his mind would make Chen Xingze miserable.
The book was almost finished, but Lu Hao was sound asleep, and Chen Xingze didn't want to wake him up, so he took out his phone...
After thinking about it for a long time, Mi Sheng decided to take off the expensive coat on his body before knocking on the door.
The father asked "who", Mi Sheng answered truthfully, "your son", so he opened the door and greeted him with a splash of tea.
Fortunately, he took off his coat, Mi Sheng thought happily, that dress is very expensive and is the latest item of a luxury brand. Mi Sheng's money is very tight recently, but he still saves money to buy it. Because his work circle is too snobbish, everyone has developed a pair of sharp eyes, and it is easy to be looked down upon by his peers without two serious outfits.
"You're not my son! I don't have your son, you give me—cough, cough, cough!" Father Mi Zhenguo coughed without scolding, and Mi Sheng said lightly, "Can you rest?"
Mi Zhenguo insisted on finishing his words, "Get out of here!"
Mi Jie came out of the room with an impatient look on her face.
"It's not over!"
She pulled Mi Zhenguo closer to the house, pushed Mi Sheng out, and spoke at the door.
"What about the money?"
"You ask for money when you open your mouth, do you still have any brother-sister relationship?"
Mi Jie looked at him silently. Like Mi Sheng, she had a pair of slender fox eyes, and when she wasn't smiling, it was extremely cold. "I'm not in the mood to talk to you today. If you don't give it, you can leave."
Mi Sheng frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?" Mi Jie said indifferently, "Mom got sick today, and my dad called me back halfway through my appointment. This is the fourth time, my boyfriend just called to break up with me. You have to ask what's wrong. , that's it, nothing."
Mi Sheng knew that Mi Jie's boyfriend was a salesman who worked in the same company as her. To be honest, he looked very ordinary and his work ability was average, so he was not worthy of Mi Jie at all. It's a pity that many things can't be looked at in this simple way.
"Is there any room for recovery? Explain the situation to him?" Mi Sheng said.
Mi Jie sneered and said, "What to explain? It's just interrupting the date. If you know that my family has a seriously ill father, a mentally ill mother, and a gay brother, I am afraid that I will be treated as a plague to hide. "
Mi Sheng felt uncomfortable when he heard it, but the surface was still calm, so he took out a card and gave it to Mi Jie.
"It's okay to divide it up, that guy is so ugly that I can't even eat."
It's a pity that his teasing didn't have any effect to ease the atmosphere, Mi Jie was about to close the door after drawing the card. Mi Sheng blocked it, and took out another card for Mi Jie, "You can use this yourself, buy more clothes and bags you like, and my parents will ask you to take care of it."
Mi Jie accepted the card and closed the door without saying a word.
Mi Sheng left home and stood in the community for a long time. It was not until the cold wind blew his heart that he remembered to put on his jacket.
The phone vibrated, Mi Sheng took it out, and saw the text message from Chen Xingze.
-What are you doing
"Fuck your mother." Mi Sheng scolded viciously, and then sneered, "No, it should be your father." He was upset, completely ignoring Chen Xingze's thoughts, and went to the phone address book.
He craved comfort, and if that didn't work, he could just release his desires.
"Someone..." he whispered while searching for his target, "someone to accompany me, whoever."