non-contractual relationship

01

New Year's Eve.

Zheng Feihe stood on the balcony in a daze, holding an old mobile phone he dug out from the bedroom of the old house.

After talking with the hospital, Ankang said he was going to the school dormitory, so he moved out.I don't know if it's because of the tension in the third year of high school, but Ankang hasn't contacted him for a long time.

An Lan asked him to take the initiative to contact Ankang, but he himself felt that it was not appropriate.

In the room, a bunch of children were laughing and making noise, Bai Yueyue, Bai Yuehua, An Lan, Zheng An and they were all there, and there were many others.

Zheng Feihe stared blankly at the bustling scene in the room for a while, then pressed the phone hesitantly.

My finger moved on the phone and text messages for a long time, but it still fell back to the column of text messages.

After inputting the number that he had memorized so well in the past few months into the sender, Zheng Feihe was at a loss for three seconds, not knowing what to say.

After holding back for about 10 minutes, only a few words remained.

Looking at the words "Are you okay, I miss you very much" written on the screen, Zheng Feihe scratched his head, turned off his phone and stuffed it back into his trouser pocket.

After blowing the cool breeze on his stomach for a while, Zheng Feihe gritted his teeth, took out his phone and pressed the send button.

Ankang, who was staying at school, didn't go to participate in the activities organized by the school, but went downstairs to the dormitory uncle to get the apples that the school gave to the students who stayed at the school.

After taking out the key to open the door of the dormitory, Ankang saw the lighted up mobile phone on his desk.For some reason, his heart moved, he put down the fruit subconsciously, picked up the phone and took a look first.

——It was an unknown phone number, and the content was "How are you, I miss you very much".

Ankang put down the phone with a little disappointment, picked up the bag and turned around to wash the fruit.

The phone vibrated again.

This time the content is "I think my original decision was wrong, and I regret it."

Ankang looked at the text message, stunned for a while, put down the fruit, picked up the phone, and pressed a few words.

"Sorry, you sent the wrong number."

Squatting on the ground and rubbing his hands, the gasping Zheng Feihe saw this and held back everything he wanted to say.He hurriedly took out another mobile phone and checked the displayed number again: That's right.

The phone moved again.

Ankang opened the text message and read, "There can be no mistake."

Ankang sighed, and was editing a new text message for explanation, when another text message came in: "Are you okay?"

Ankang stared at the words for a while, and during this time, news kept coming in, all of which were self-examination similar to "Youth Pain Literature".Looking at it, his brows gradually tightened. The style of the text message looked familiar no matter how you looked at it.

After thinking about it, he directly pressed the call button.

When the phone rang, Zheng Feihe was still editing the next mental journey, not knowing what to do for a while, he hurriedly went outside the balcony to grab a temporary man.

"Let go!" My cousin was very upset when he was caught, he was having a good time, who wants to have a blast with this cousin on the balcony?

Zheng Feihe hurriedly took back a mobile phone, handed over the old one that was still ringing, and said in a low voice: "You answer the call for me, pretend to be the person who sent the text message by mistake, don't reveal your secrets." The cousin stuffed his hand and made a bow.

The cousin glanced at Zheng Feihe in distaste, remembering the lifeless look in the old house a few months ago because the cousin went for treatment, reluctantly forgave him, took it over, and pressed the connection: "Hello?"

When Ankang heard this voice that was still in the voice change period, he buried his little disappointment in his heart: "Excuse me, hello. I called you because you sent a wrong message just now. After I remind you, you It’s still being posted. I think it’s a good thing to say something to the right person.”

The cousin took a deep breath and said with a snort, "Really?"

Zheng Feihe breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the two had connected.

The cousin opened the distance between himself and the phone, looked suspiciously at Zheng Feihe who was eavesdropping on the phone, and threw a question into the microphone: "...the right person, what is the right person?"

Zheng Feihe met his cousin's eyes, and clasped his fists again.He didn't know why, he didn't have the guts to admit to Ankang that it was him.This feeling is the same as being close to home.

Ankang replied: "Well, you can check the number again to see if it is wrong."

Zheng Feihe waved his hands frantically beside him, halfway through the shaking, he started gesticulating again.

The cousin looked at it for a while, but didn't understand it. He pushed away Zheng Feihe's waving hands, and acted on himself: "Actually, I also know that I may have sent it wrong. From now on, I..."

Zheng Feihe's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he gave his cousin a chicken-killing gesture, for fear that he would say "forget it in the future".

The cousin hadn't seen such a lively Zheng Feihe for a long time, so he smiled, ignored him, and continued on his own: "Can I continue to send you messages? Just as a stranger."

Zheng Feihe was satisfied, his brows and eyes stretched.

The cousin deliberately teased his cousin, and turned into the microphone, pretending to be frustrated and said: "But you don't have to look at it, just treat me as air. Well, in fact, you don't have to reply to me just now. I know in my heart that I did something a little bit Nerves, forget it, if you bother..."

Ankang didn't expect it to be like this. The person on the other side was afraid that he was still a teenager. He seemed to be making a big fuss by doing so. He continued: "It's okay, it's not a disturbance, don't think too much about it."

Unable to see his cousin messing around there, Zheng Feihe and his cousin grabbed the phone, wanting to confess directly.

The cousin patted Zheng Feihe's hand and dodged it short.

Zheng Feihe gritted his teeth and looked at his cousin, secretly hating that he had found the wrong person.

No one spoke there for a long time, and Ankang was a little worried. Judging from the tone of voice and the content of the text message just now, this is a boy who just broke up in love, but don’t get caught up in it for a while: "Are you still there? You can try to talk to your parents about this kind of thing." Or chat with friends, or, if you are studying and willing to talk, you can also try to talk to the psychology teacher at school."

The cousin gave Zheng Feihe a look of resentment, and then paved the way for this coward: "However, I often feel that talking to strangers will not have any psychological burden. People around me don't understand me, only strangers People can't laugh at me."

"This is a bit difficult, how can I find such a knowledgeable and interesting stranger for you." Ankang sighed in his heart, but still felt that something was wrong.After thinking about it, he simply took the apple and the phone between his hands, and went to the sink first: "If you still want to tell me, just send a message. I just pretend that I don't know. Don't be too hard on yourself. "

Listening to the magnetic and gentle voice coming from the microphone, the cousin kicked Zheng Feihe, without any slack, and replied: "Thank you, happy new year."

Ankang was stunned for a while when he heard this sentence.He hadn't heard that phrase in years.When he regained his senses, he clenched the phone tightly, and with a smile, he turned to the phone and replied softly: "Happy New Year."

After finishing speaking, I realized that when I was holding the phone tightly just now, I might have pressed to hang up by mistake, and the screen of the phone was already black.After thinking about it, Ankang didn't call back, so be it.

The cousin was stunned when he heard the sound of "beep" over there.This is different from what he thought.

Sensing the change in his cousin's expression, Zheng Feihe snatched the phone, looked at it, hung up, turned around and yelled: "Hey, you boy!"

Ignoring Zheng Feihe's glaring diamond eyes, the cousin rushed away.

An Lan was looking at Mi Mi and smiling.Mimi's legs are not good, and her body is growing. Usually, because of their supervision, she can't drink carbonated drinks. Tonight, she won a game with her brothers and sisters, so she got a share.It turned out that this girl took the carbonated drink as a treasure directly, and she sipped it for almost 10 minutes, and she still didn't finish it.

Suddenly, Zheng Yuanhe rushed in.Mi Mi was taken aback, half of the baby drink was spilled in one go, and the girl immediately put on a heartbroken expression.

That little look is even more cute.

After laughing, An Lan followed the direction and forgot about the past, and found that Fei He was lying on the balcony and didn't know what to do. Seeing his gaze, she even smiled flatteringly twice.

Glancing at Zheng Yuanhe who tried to deceive Mi Mi but was still unsuccessful, An Lan patted him on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement, threw Mi Mi to him, and went to watch Zheng Feihe's excitement.

——What is this kid doing?sneaky.

Watching An Lan open the glass door, Zheng Feihe subconsciously stuffed the phone into his pocket.Unexpectedly, I hurriedly unplugged it and fell out.

An Lan took the opportunity to pick it up, and raised her eyebrows: "An old mobile phone, why are you so nervous?"

Zheng Fei and his feet pushed back and forth on the ground, not talking.

An Lan smiled: "How old are you? You're about to turn 26, you don't feel ashamed to panic with this attitude. Do you live more and more and go back, and you can't speak?"

Zheng Feihe shook his legs, reluctantly said: "I plan to call Ankang to say happy Chinese New Year."

"En?" An Lan became interested, "When I asked you if you need to call him, didn't you say 'the past is like smoke, don't mention it'?"

Zheng Feihe: "...Then I might be smoked, so I can't help but mention it."

The smile on the corner of An Lan's mouth couldn't be suppressed: "Didn't you still emphasize that you didn't break up? You don't have the confidence at all?"

Zheng Fei was not in a good mood, and poured out the words he had held back for several months: "But he doesn't need me anymore. He is so serious, and now he has a source of income, and is pursuing his new life. I have nothing, I The only good thing seems to be to annoy him."

Halfway through the talk, Zheng Feihe snorted and avoided An Lan's gaze: "Kidnapping or something... Normal people, few of them can encounter this. Follow me, it's unlucky."

"Besides... I'm still sick, maybe it will blow up again." This is the hurdle that Zheng Feihe has been struggling with.

An Lan pursed her lips, feeling for the first time that Zheng Feihe's life to 27 was all due to luck: "Zheng Feihe, what's going on in your head?"

Zheng Feihe was facing the wind, his eyes kept looking at the ground, as if it had bloomed again, but he didn't answer An Lan anyway.

"Do you know what major Ankang wants to study?" An Lan exhaled, looking at the white mist that filled the air, she understood a little bit how others saw her and Bai Yuehua's bumpy love life more than ten years ago—it was all fake. of.

"How do I know? He didn't tell me either." Before he knew it, he also started to pull his fingers.This habit, it turns out that Ankang sometimes corrected him.Now that I pick it up, I actually feel relieved.

An Lan sighed, and said persuasively, "Do you know what the most famous major of S University is?"

"Medicine? Business?" Zheng Fei and the university didn't stay in China, so they almost forgot about that impression, and only made two random guesses.

"What Ankang is determined to take is clinical psychology at S University." An Lan looked at Zheng Feihe who suddenly looked up at her, and shrugged, "Don't you understand?"

Zheng Feihe with a shocked face was stunned for a full five seconds, the smile on his face changed from light to deep, he pushed An Lan who was blocking the door away, and ran outside.

A room full of children watched the big brother who was closest to them suddenly run in, jumping and jumping, and suddenly became alive.

An Lan shouted, "What are you doing?"

Zheng Feihe had already reached the stairs, and replied from a distance: "Go downstairs and run around." After finishing speaking, he took a litter of cubs downstairs to digest.

An Lan couldn't do anything about him, so she smiled helplessly, and found that there were actually two people in the living room. Looking closely, it was Mi Mi who was angrily pulling Zheng Yuan and his sleeves to ask for an explanation.

When Bai Yuehua came up, he saw An Lan sitting next to Mi Mi, laughing out of breath.

"What are you laughing at?"

An Lan looked at Mi Mi who was reasoning with Zheng Yuanhe, but ignored Bai Yuehua.

Those who should laugh should laugh.

02

In March, willows support the wind.

S University, the clinical psychology male dormitory downstairs on the bank of the river.

"Ankang, would you...will you be my boyfriend?"

"Senior sister, you said you have something to do with me, is this the thing?" Ankang who had figured out the situation blinked his eyes, a little sorry in his heart, and started issuing cards familiarly, "You are fine, but..."

The senior sister didn't listen carefully to Ankang's words. When she heard the word "but", she turned around and let out a long breath with her hips crossed, pretending not to care: "So, you don't need any time to think about it. Just reject me?"

Looking at the red ears of the senior sister who helped him a lot in the past year, Ankang lowered his eyes, wondering who he thought of, and smiled on his face: "Sorry, I have someone I like."

The senior sister turned around, her eyes still red: "This is the answer again, are all your rejections wholesale copies? You always keep saying 'I have someone I like'..."

Seeing Ankang's warm smile when he said this sentence, the senior sister curled her lips, feeling that she had said something wrong, she even poohed twice, and said: "For the sake of my familiarity with you, I have a question."

Ankang tilted his head and waited for the senior sister to speak.

The senior sister turned her head away again: "Don't look at me like this now, I can't bear it. Beauty can deceive people, do you know that?"

Different from the smile on the corners of his eyes and brows that was full of love just now, Ankang grinned and let out a few bright and warm hahahas.He handed the senior sister a pack of toilet paper.

"Forget it, you have a little conscience." Pulling the paper and carefully licking her eye makeup, the senior sister put her question back in her stomach: "Forget it, I don't ask 'do you have a girlfriend after all'?" Kind of mentally handicapped. Anyone who says you're pretending to have a girlfriend is probably blind."

"Huh? Pretending?" Ankang didn't know there was such a saying.

The senior sister looked at Ankang more and more angrily: "When they open their eyes and talk nonsense, don't they look carefully at the expression on your face when you mention 'her'?"

"What's wrong with my expression?" Ankang was innocent.

"The heart of spring is rippling! Man and God share the anger!"

Ankang was amused again.

"Hey, I asked."

"En." He nodded.

"You must have a master, but no one has seen that person. Is it because the person you like hasn't agreed to be with you yet?"

The smile on Ankang's face faded, and he frowned and thought for a while: "No. He's just... far away from me."

"Long-distance relationship?"

Thinking of Zheng Feihe, Ankang pursed his lips, and reluctantly gave an answer: "That's right."

"Is it?" The senior sister was a little puzzled, her face twisted together, "In this situation in a different place, what is the situation of 'is'?"

Ignoring the question marks on the senior sister's head, Ankang lay on the railing, watching the muddy river rushing towards the gate due to the heavy rain, and then reminded: "If you exaggerate your expression, your makeup may get muddy."

"Forget it, forget it. Forget me stepping on the thunder and make you sad. Don't even think about it." The senior sister who wanted to scold someone when she raised her breath looked at the slightly dark sky, and then at the sudden depression in the aura Ankang comforted me: "Trust me, if you continue to be so infatuated, don't stalk, be appropriate, and she will agree to you sooner or later."

"Why does it sound like I'm a pervert?" Ankang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, looked at the senior she had packed up, and asked, "Are you going back to the dormitory by yourself?"

"Otherwise, it's not too late. It's too hypocritical to ask you to give it away. You'd better protect your integrity for the person you like. You should especially control yourself when it comes to such details. I don't know what it looks like." The senior sister rolled her eyes, stuffed the tissue in, and lifted her shoulder bag, "Let's go, 'heartbreaker'."

"Goodbye, senior." Ankang leaned on the railing and watched the free and easy figure of the senior disappear on the Baishi Bridge, turned back to look at the river, and after a long time, he murmured, "The person I like..."

Said he wanted to be away from me for a while, calm down.

But it's been more than two years, why haven't you contacted me?

03

In December, it was cold and windy.

City A, the high-rise of a commercial apartment building.

Zheng Feihe looked at the aggressive and hostile Qiu Kui, lost control of his facial expression for three seconds, and asked uncertainly, "What did you just say?"

"I said, I want to be your new boyfriend." Qiu Kui bit down every single word.

Zheng Feihe put down his pen, rubbed his eyes vigorously, saw clearly that it was indeed Qiu Kui standing in front of him, and turned around to look for Da Liu.

Da Liu touched the door and slipped out. Seeing his eyes, he timidly gestured to him to let him go, and closed the door intimately.

Zheng Feihe stood up, and the office chair behind him slid and hit the filing cabinet behind him, making a loud bang.

He pointed at Qiu Kui, then pointed at himself, sighed for a long time, and said with a smile: "What do I say?" He couldn't figure out why Qiu Kui had to go to the same school as himself, when he could go to a better place .

But in the face of reality, he still couldn't believe it, and asked: "So... you and your family fell out because you wanted to go to the same school as me?"

Looking at Zheng Fei and the helpless smile, Qiu Kui's heart was half cold, and he pulled the corner of his mouth: "Otherwise?" In the end, he still didn't get anything, and he even lost his wife and lost his army. together.

Zheng Feihe licked his lips, grabbed the office chair behind him uncertainly, searched for a position for his buttocks for a while, and then sat down hesitantly: "...No wonder, no wonder."

"No wonder what?" Even though Qiu Kui confessed that he was on the verge of failure, he was still full of momentum.

"Your mother!"

Qiu Kui frowned: "Who are you scolding!"

"No." Zheng Feihe sat on the chair unsteadily, shook his head and explained with a smile: "No, I mean no wonder, your mother still looks at me strangely."

Interrupting Zheng Feihe who wanted to continue to change the topic, Qiu Kui asked: "Needless to say what is there and what is not. Just say, do you really like Ankang that much? He has been away for almost three years."

Zheng Feihe sat on the chair, swayed with his legs, and swayed to the edge of the glass curtain wall. Looking at the river rushing by in the distance, he denied the question: "No, I don't like him."

"...I love him." Zheng Feihe smiled softly, and unconsciously outlined the distant river on the glass curtain wall. Thinking of the last kiss between the two, he affirmed, "I love him." sure."

Now, his perception of this feeling is more real than ever.

Looking at Zheng Feihe's smile, Qiu Kui gritted his teeth and nodded: "Why do I fall in love with you, wasting my youth."

Zheng Feihe put away his smile, and stared at Qiu Kui in a blink of an eye, with a very serious expression: "Do you still remember that word? I kept talking about it when I was in college."

Qiu Kui picked up the flowers he brought with his hands, resisted the desire to beat someone, listlessly: "Which one?"

"soulmate."

Hearing this word, Qiu Kui quickly stopped the conversation, he didn't want to listen anymore: "Okay, I know you like him, so you don't need to analyze your mental journey to me."

"...Qiu Kui, I'm sorry. It's because of my refusal, and also because of my belated awareness."

These words really surprised Qiu Kui.He let go of the hand holding the table, and approached Zheng Feihe by the window, trapping him between his arms.Feeling this person's unmoved, looking at himself reflected in those eyes, he let go of his hand and stood away.

Zheng Feihe watched him stand up, walked to the table, picked up the flowers he had just brought and threw them into the trash basket in the office: "... I lost, and I was convinced that I lost."

"But... Feihe, do you know who you were like in what you said just now? No matter the tone or the content, it doesn't look like you at all, it looks like, tsk." Swallowing the answer back together with the bitter water, he lowered his head and rubbed Rubbing his fingers, Qiu Kui decisively opened the office door and left.

Looking at Qiu Kui's handsome back, Zheng Feihe secretly read the answer in his heart.After hesitating for a while, he took out an old mobile phone from his desk, edited a text message, and clicked the send button.

It's only ten past six, and Ankang hasn't finished class yet.The mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated twice suddenly, he took it out and saw that it was the little brother who was trapped in love.

Ankang opened the content curiously, read the text message, and smiled: Children, really.

The professor standing behind Ankang also smiled, and winked at the student next to him who wanted to remind Ankang, and quietly read the content of the text message with Ankang before saying: "Student, please read your The content of the text message. Such a serious story should be shared with all of us.”

Ankang was really taken aback. He didn't notice when the professor stood behind him, and almost sat under the stool.

The surrounding students let out a burst of laughter.

Ankang wasn't shy, it was written by others, and it wasn't his embarrassment.Holding the mobile phone, he began to read dignifiedly.

—Have you ever heard the word soul mate?The book says that soul mates...

The author has something to say: Changing Fan, I finished writing it before, but looking back now, I feel a little strange, so this is due to scruples, and most of the plot has been deleted, and some details related to the following text have been retained.

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