Zhou Luoyang seldom went to observe Du Jing on purpose. After dinner, they always went to work step by step, put on their headphones to do their homework, and read books, watched movies or surfed the Internet when they were done. Zhou Luoyang rarely pays attention to what Du Jing is doing. The bedroom in Tingpu Building is a standard double room, unlike the quadruple room where the desk and bed are separate.
The bed is in front of the window, and next to it is a separate wardrobe, locker, and bookshelf. The desks are back to back, and they can't see each other most of the time, and they don't look at each other deliberately.
It was the night that everything was normal. At eleven o'clock, Zhou Luoyang glanced at Du Jing in the full-length mirror and found that Du Jing was sitting quietly, staring at a can in a daze. That scene made Zhou Luoyang a little worried.
"Sleep?" Zhou Luoyang got up to wash up, and Du Jing turned off the headlights, leaving only a desk lamp.
At eleven twenty, Zhou Luoyang was lying on the bed, turned around twice, and was very quiet on the bed. Zhou Luoyang checked his mobile phone and thought that Du Jing had a high probability of depression. He had never been in contact with a depressed patient, so he didn't know how to get along.
He continues to take medicine and eats it on time every day, so there should be no accident, right
At twelve o'clock, Zhou Luoyang let out a small breath, suspecting that Du Jing might not fall asleep again. After all, insomnia was mentioned on his Weibo account. That is to say, the night when he thought that Du Jing was sleeping was not the case. He was the only one who slept well in Zhou Luoyang. Du Jing just kept his eyes open all night until dawn, and he had to be careful not to make a sound, for fear of waking him up.
"Du Jing?" Zhou Luoyang whispered.
Du Jing took a few seconds to answer, "Yeah."
Zhou Luoyang asked, "Are you asleep?"
Du Jing replied, "Not yet, why didn't you sleep?"
Zhou Luoyang could hear Du Jing's voice and was indeed still awake.
He had also had insomnia, and it was quite painful, tired and unable to sleep.
"Drinked two cups of coffee in the afternoon," said Zhou Luoyang, "this is the end."
"When did you drink it?"
"When you went to class, I bought you a cup too. I forgot that you had a hall, so I drank it myself."
"What do we do now?" Du Jing asked.
"What do you think?" Zhou Luoyang didn't actually drink coffee, but he decided to accompany Du Jing for a while, otherwise it would be too uncomfortable for Du Jing to lie down until dawn.
Du Jing's answer was the same as always: "I don't know, what do you want to do?"
Du Jing turned over. Under the moonlight, Zhou Luoyang saw that Du Jing's eyes were bright. He wanted to say, "Let's chat, shall we?" Ten to twenty minutes, and they never had time to chat before going to sleep.
But Zhou Luoyang was afraid that Du Jing didn't want to share too much, and was afraid of saying the wrong thing.
"Can I turn on the light?" Zhou Luoyang said.
Du Jing turned on the bedside lamp, and Zhou Luoyang also turned on the light, and the light in the bedroom was restored. In the middle of the night, under the two lamps, a warm feeling like a gentle blanket covered them.
Zhou Luoyang changed his mind and said, "I want to read a book for a while, if it bothers you..."
"No," Du Jing said lightly, "I also want to read books."
Zhou Luoyang took the unfinished novel, took out the bookmark, and glanced at Du Jing, while Du Jing took a professional book and lay on the bed to read. As soon as the light was turned on, it was as if he had been liberated from the dark prison, and Du Jing's expression seemed to have changed significantly, much more relaxed.
"Are you studying by yourself?" Zhou Luoyang asked, not thinking about the book.
Du Jing hummed, Zhou Luoyang stretched his neck and glanced at it, and said, "You are almost finished with the preparatory content."
Du Jing replied, "I don't have anything to do. I'll be free if I finish my studies earlier."
Zhou Luoyang had two words in his heart. He wanted to say, "What do you want to do when you are free?" However, after thinking of Du Jing's Weibo, after weighing it for a while, he joked: "If you graduate early, why don't you leave?"
Du Jing was silent for a while, then raised his head from the book and glanced at Zhou Luoyang, as if considering a request.
"You can also apply for early graduation." Du Jing said, "Do you want to compete with me? Who will finish first?"
Zhou Luoyang laughed at himself: "I'm not as smart as you. Let's take a look. After graduation, let's take the postgraduate entrance examination together?"
Zhou Luoyang just continued Du Jing's topic unconsciously, but Du Jing said: "Okay, after two years of undergraduate study, we will take the postgraduate entrance examination together."
Zhou Luoyang thought to himself, I would die of exhaustion.
The university they study in is a nationally renowned focus and is said to be in the top three—although there are only two TOP2s and countless TOP3s in China, just as there are only seven of the Seven Wonders and countless Eighth Wonders. Therefore, there are many high-IQ students in the school who think that reading is a waste of time, and quickly finish reading a large number of successful cases to realize the value of life.
Du Jing is very smart. Zhou Luoyang knows it. He can remember all the contents of the book after reading it once. Is this associated with the depression gene
Zhou Luoyang checked the Internet in the afternoon and wanted to confirm Du Jing's condition, but found that Du Jing's behavior was quite different from the description of his symptoms.
Zhou Luoyang yawned and was already very sleepy, but he held on, dimmed the lamp a little, and started playing with his mobile phone. Du Jing quickly noticed it and asked, "Sleepy?"
"Leave me alone," Zhou Luoyang immediately stopped Du Jing and said, "I want to try to sleep with the night light on, maybe I can fall asleep."
At Zhou Luoyang's request, Du Jing's lamp was still on, and Zhou Luoyang said, "I fell asleep very soundly, you won't wake me up."
"I found it." Du Jing replied.
Zhou Luoyang laughed, turned inward, his eyelids were heavy, and he fell asleep not long after. And Du Jing still turned on his desk lamp for the whole night.
At ten o'clock the next morning, when Zhou Luoyang woke up, he found that Du Jing seemed to have successfully fallen asleep, and he did not post Weibo this morning. So from this night, Zhou Luoyang took the initiative to change his schedule for Du Jing. Originally, he didn't like to sleep with the lights on at home, and he was very sensitive to sound, but he could endure leaving a light for Du Jing at night. Anyway, he endured it and got used to it.
A few days later, Zhou Luoyang saw Du Jing's trumpet post on Weibo again:
[It’s boring, it’s boring to do anything, the truth of life is absurd, as Camus said, we are all trapped in a cage of meaninglessness.]
"I don't want to go," Zhou Luoyang said to Du Jing, "I decided to skip the class today."
Du Jing was taking medicine after getting up early. After swallowing the pill, he asked, "Where are you going? Sleeping in the bedroom?"
Zhou Luoyang said: "Pig? I just woke up and went back to sleep. I want to go out for a walk, are you going? If you don't want to go, please give me a name."
Du Jing hesitated, and Zhou Luoyang accurately grasped his thoughts - he was judging whether his original intention was to ask him to help with the roll call, or to invite him to go out with him.
"Let's go, skip class and go out to play," Zhou Luoyang pushed the boat along, he always felt that Du Jing needed to go to relax, "You haven't been to many places yet."
"Let's go." Du Jing changed his clothes, grabbed a sports bag, and left the school with Zhou Luoyang.
The weather in Hangzhou was very bad that day. An autumn rainstorm was brewing. It was hidden and the air was still. Everyone on the side of the West Lake had obvious worried expressions on their faces. He became a jerk himself.
Zhou Luoyang took Du Jing to Liu Lang Wenying for lunch. There were mostly young couples around, and the two boys seemed a little strange to sit and drink Longjing tea.
It would be great if Du Jing was a great beauty, Zhou Luoyang thought, even if I skip class every day.
Du Jing seemed to be at ease. Zhou Luoyang could tell from his demeanor that it was because he looked at the tourists, and the tourists looked at him too. When the tourists noticed Du Jing, he did not turn his head away, showing the scar on the bridge of his nose. calmly.
"I'll pay the bill." Du Jing said, "it's going to rain, let's change place, is there any other place you want to go?"
Zhou Luoyang shook his head. In fact, going out today was completely random. He wanted to say, "No, go back to the dormitory?" But suddenly he remembered Du Jing's dialogue pattern and asked back, "I don't have it anymore, what about you?"
"I want to go somewhere," Du Jing replied, "Let's go."
Du Jing settled the bill, and went to the museum with Zhou Luoyang. There happened to be a special Egyptian exhibition. When visiting the exhibition, Zhou Luoyang thought that fortunately, he asked that sentence, otherwise Du Jing would definitely reserve his opinion and go back to school with himself.
After walking around, the rain finally came down. There was thunder and lightning in front of the museum, and the rain poured. Hundreds of tourists crowded outside the door, all calling for cars on their mobile phones. It was as dark as night.
"Forgot to collect the clothes," Zhou Luoyang remembered, "what should I do?"
Du Jing said, "Ignore it, go to the front, have dinner and then come back."
"Hey!" Zhou Luoyang shouted, but Du Jing ran into the rain with big strides. Zhou Luoyang had to run out and followed him for two streets. When Du Jing saw Zhou Luoyang hiding under the tree, he turned around and said. : "Be careful of thunder!" He turned around again, took Zhou Luoyang's hand, and led him to the open space.
It was the first time for Zhou Luoyang to hold hands with a boy. Du Jing's hands were wet with rain, but the temperature of his palms was still scorching hot. After running to the place, the two started to eat hot pot wetly, and when the air conditioner blew, Zhou Luoyang thought that he might catch a cold when he went back.
Du Jing's hair was half wet and he covered his eyebrows, like a dazed Gu Mu. When he sat opposite Zhou Luoyang and lowered his head to check the menu, Zhou Luoyang burst into laughter.
"What are you laughing at?" Du Jing asked.
"It's nothing," said Zhou Luoyang, "you are so handsome."
Du Jing raised his finger and brushed away the hair on his thick eyebrows. Zhou Luoyang had never had any opinion on the appearance of men, but at this moment, he suddenly realized that Du Jing was full of masculinity and had a gloomy temperament. Scar, Du Jing is definitely a god-like appearance in the department.
"I'm out of shape," Du Jing said. "It's not good-looking. You're handsome only because of your looks. When will you have a girlfriend?"
Zhou Luoyang took the menu and began to choose what he wanted to eat, and replied: "It is because of the disfigurement that you look handsome, with a kind of incomplete beauty, like a broken arm Venus. Without wounds, you are too handsome, too cold, too tall. Unattainable. Now it's more approachable."
Du Jing said, "You are such a person."
"Me?" Zhou Luoyang said in disbelief, "I'm cold? Are you kidding me?"
"You are very polite and popular," Du Jing said. "You are very warm and considerate. Everyone likes you, but no one can get your sincerity."
Zhou Luoyang was suddenly caught by Du Jing, so he could only laugh at himself.
"Because I was educated since I was a child," Zhou Luoyang said, "I hope to be recognized by the people around me, and I hope to be a good boy who is liked by everyone."
Du Jing nodded and declined to comment. Zhou Luoyang finished ordering the dishes and said, "But I have learned a little from you, don't care what others think, your own feelings are the most important."
"That's right." Du Jing replied seriously.
It was still raining wildly, and there was no way to call a car. That day, the two of them were drenched in soup. Zhou Luoyang was soaked all over his body, even his underwear was soaked.
But there was something more troublesome than a cold waiting for them ahead. When they returned to the bedroom, the window by Du Jing's bed was blown open by the wind, and the rain poured in frantically from the window. Most of the bed was full of water, even the mattress. Also soaked.
Zhou Luoyang: "…"
Du Jing: "This window has always been like this, since the typhoon day, it can't be closed tightly."
The window was leaking a bit. Zhou Luoyang called several people to fix it. After filling out the form and submitting it, the efficiency of the teaching staff was really impressive. Du Jing tried several times and managed to fix it, but because it was made of stainless steel, it could not be closed tightly.
Zhou Luoyang sneezed and went to take a bath first. Du Jing blocked the cracks in the window so that water would not continue to seep in, and began to think of ways to clean up the aftermath.
"Are you going to open a room at night?" Zhou Luoyang asked.
Du Jing was at a loss. When Zhou Luoyang came out of the bathroom, he saw that he had turned the mattress back and forth on two sides, but neither side could sleep, and the sheets and pillows were all wet. You can't send it directly to dry, you have to wait until tomorrow to wash it.
Du Jing: "It doesn't matter, I'll take a shower first."
Zhou Luoyang put the mattress upright next to the desk and let it dry naturally. When Du Jing dried his hair and came out, Zhou Luoyang was already lying on the bed and put a pillow on Du Jing.
"Let's sleep together these days," Zhou Luoyang said. "The bed is a little small, don't blame me for kicking you up in the middle of the night."
Du Jing sat on the edge of the bed, silent for a moment, and said, "I'm afraid I'll squeeze you out when you sleep inside."
Zhou Luoyang moved in a little bit. He ran a lot of places today and was so sleepy that he didn't have the strength to stay up late with Du Jing, and said, "I'm going to sleep first, you can just read..."
Du Jing turned off the lamp and said, "Go to sleep, I'm sleepy too."
Zhou Luoyang didn't sleep very well that night. From childhood to adulthood, this was the first time he slept in the same bed as someone else since he could remember. Maybe Du Jing too.
When Zhou Luoyang woke up the next morning, the rain was still falling, and the downstairs was already flooded.
Zhou Luoyang asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"
"Very good." Du Jing was taking a shower and replied, "How about you?"
Zhou Luoyang hummed in distress, took out his mobile phone, his thoughts flashed, and he glanced at Du Jing's Weibo account. Today Du Jing posted two Weibo:
[Up to now, this is the first time I slept until dawn. Is it the reason to sleep with him?]
There is another one at the bottom, which was posted at 7:25. At that time, Du Jing just woke up and shared the content of the Egyptian special exhibition in the museum. He also wrote a detailed review of several exhibits, and recorded all the audio guide content. There are almost no Missing a word.
The shared text is: [People are always born incomplete.]
After Zhou Luoyang washed up, the two of them stood on the balcony and glanced downstairs. Many students held their trousers and umbrellas, and used plastic bags to catch fish.
"I don't want to go to class anymore, why don't I skip class today?" Zhou Luoyang said to Du Jing.
Du Jing replied: "Today is Saturday, and there are no classes. First, send the pillows, sheets and quilts to wash. Where do you want to go, I will accompany you."
So Zhou Luoyang and Du Jing went out to hang out again. Du Jing's mattress was still dry that night. The two slept on Zhou Luoyang's bed for another night, followed by the third and fourth nights until Tuesday. … Zhou Luoyang found that Du Jing slept with him at night, and almost never had insomnia.
Later, he asked Du Jing about this question, and Du Jing himself didn't know why. It stands to reason that insomniacs sleeping with others are more likely to be affected by each other. However, for Du Jing, it was completely reversed.
So is his illness cured? Zhou Luoyang thought naively, but found that Du Jing was still taking medicine.
But at least he won't be troubled by persistent insomnia for a short time, which is a good thing.
It's like the day we meet again after three years of separation.
Twenty-four hours ago, Du Jing was in the warehouse, lying on a box spring bed without even a mattress. As long as he was by Zhou Luoyang's side, he would fall asleep quickly. After a thrilling night, I came to Zhou Luoyang's house, and not long after I lay in bed, I slept darkly.
Zhou Luoyang had a lot of bizarre dreams, dreaming of many people and things when he was still studying, dreaming that Du Jing was standing on the balcony and wanted to jump down, he woke up suddenly, only to find that Du Jing was still sleeping beside him.
Zhou Luoyang sat up, opened his eyes wide, and sighed.
Du Jing turned over, half of his body was about to fall off the bed, Zhou Luoyang got out of bed lightly, glanced at his phone: at four o'clock in the evening, they slept for eight hours.
Du Jing also woke up.
"Sorry, I forgot," Zhou Luoyang said, "I shouldn't get up, I want you to sleep longer."
It was like this in the past. After Zhou Luoyang woke up, Du Jing could continue to sleep, as long as Zhou Luoyang was still lying on the bed. But as soon as he leaves, Du Jing will wake up soon.
"Being able to fall asleep is the greatest happiness." Du Jing said, "How long have I slept?"
Du Jing touched the phone, glanced at it, and immediately looked at Zhou Luoyang.
"It's past twelve."
On the afternoon of September 8th, it was past twelve noon. Twenty-four hours back in time, with no recurrence.
"Thank goodness," Zhou Luoyang also remembered, "we were not trapped in the same day."