matchmaking

In the middle of the night, the typhoon passed through the country, and the wind roared and crashed against the windows, making a terrifying scream like a ghost crying.

Luo Youning was sweating profusely and struggled to wake up.He was so hot that he was sweating like a faucet that couldn't be turned off tightly, and water could almost be wrung out of his thin shirt.

The corner fan stopped turning, and the bedside lamp couldn't be turned on.

Perhaps the typhoon knocked down the electricity tower, and the street lights outside the window that were on all night also went out. The whole neighborhood was as dark as a silent ghost.

The windows seemed to be overwhelmed and rattled constantly.

Luo Youning sat up, Qiao Jing was wrapped in a quilt and sleeping next to him unconsciously.

He wanted to go to the toilet to wash his face, but he was startled by the wind and shivered again.

He wanted to ask Yu Bingwen to accompany him, but after he got out of bed and groped for a long time, he only found the cold bamboo mat and the empty blanket, and Yu Bingwen disappeared.

His eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and he could see vague outlines.Luo Youning walked out of the house in the dark, the living room seemed to be a little dimly lit, the light was like nocturnal algae on the coast in the middle of the night, glowing gray.

The light illuminated the man sitting on the sofa, the man with his back to him facing the TV.

The TV was on, and gray snowflakes hissed and flickered on the screen.

The light was a bit dazzling, and Luo Youning couldn't help but raise his hand to block his eyes.He touched the wall to turn on the light in the living room, but the switch clicked several times, but he couldn't press it.

Luo Youning said, "Da Yu, the light in your house is out again?"

Yu Bingwen didn't say a word, leaning on the sofa with his head tilted, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Da Yu?" He walked over a few steps, trying to wake him up, "Wake up, go back to sleep."

His feet stopped suddenly, and there was no one on the sofa in front of him.

The light of the snowflake screen reflected his pale and blue face, the sweat had dissipated the heat, and his back was wet and cold.

Luo Youning felt as if someone was standing behind him. He turned his head to look at it under the light, but the moment he turned his head, the TV screen went black with a bang.

The living room was plunged into darkness for a moment.

The rotten smell, and the rotten smell again, lingered like a spider's silk.

The person standing behind him patted him on the shoulder——

"Found you, murderer!"

Luo Youning suddenly opened his eyes.

The warm golden sunlight swept over the floating dust and sprinkled on the side of the pillow.

It's daylight, Daylight is the best hero to save the nightmare.

Lying on the bed, he was dizzy and could remember the dream just now, but when he thought about it carefully, his mind was completely empty.

The blades of the air conditioner floated up and down, whining and blowing cold wind.

The quilt, which has always been missing after waking up, wrapped him up tightly this time, and it was probably Qiao Jing who covered him when he woke up.Qiao Jing's thoughtfulness has always been on par with Yu Bingwen's.

He stretched out his arms to touch the mobile phone placed by the bed, but accidentally swept the item in the corner.

There was a muffled bang, and the thing fell to the ground, which made him jump out of the bed and hurriedly picked it up.Fortunately, there was a thick velvet floor mat in front of the bed, and things fell on it without any damage.

There was a wooden photo frame lying on the brown velvet carpet. He picked it up and wanted to put it back to its original position, but he couldn't help turning it over and looking at it, and he was stunned.

Embedded in the frame is a photo of Yu Bingwen.

In spring, the vegetation is green and the scenery near the lake is pleasant. The tall boy in the camera is as bright as the sun when he smiles.

This photo was taken by him at a large deserted reservoir, where Yu Bingwen confessed his love to him.

It was the summer vacation of the third year of high school. They took advantage of the long vacation to travel to many places together and took a lot of photos. Of course, most of those photos belonged to Yu Bingwen and him, and the ones belonging to Qiao Jing were pitifully few.It's just... why is Yu Bingwen's photo placed beside Qiao Jing's bed?

Thoughts flashed, Luo Youning vaguely caught something, he didn't dare to think about it, he just carefully put the photo frame back to its original position.

The brand-new toiletries have been placed in the bathroom. After Luo Youning finished washing, he came out of the living room and smelled the aroma from the kitchen.

Qiao Jing hadn't gone to work yet, but was making breakfast.

A cup of millet porridge has been set on the dining table, accompanied by steamed steamed buns.

Luo Youning went over to see what he was doing: "You don't have to go to work today?"

"Let's go later," the pot was heated with oil, and the vegetables were placed aside, Qiao Jing poured the vegetables into the pot with skillful movements, "You also ask for leave today to pack your things, and take a good rest for the next two days."

The hot oil collided with the water droplets on the vegetable leaves, and oil stars sizzled in the pot.

Luo Youning watched from the side and wanted to fight, but he probably had something wrong with the kitchen. When he handed the salt, he handed it sugar, and when he put it back, he accidentally knocked over the soy sauce bottle, and hurriedly wiped it with a dishcloth.

Qiao Jing looked at him and hesitated to speak, when a cartoon bell rang outside.

"I left my phone in the study." Qiao Jing thought he was causing trouble, so she simply found other things to distract him, "Go and get it for me."

Luo Youning also seemed to be pardoned, immediately washed his hands, and ran to the study to get him his mobile phone.

Thick-pile rugs absorb footsteps, and heavy curtains block out excess light.The bookshelves are deeply embedded on the two walls, and the piles of books are the only decoration during the period.

Qiao Jing's study is similar to his, introverted and deep.

The study room is oppressive and gloomy, and the only light source is the floor lamp in the corner, but the weak light can only illuminate a corner of the desk.

Luo Youning noticed the exquisite white-glazed porcelain pots placed in that corner.If you look closely, you can see that there are carved buildings and painted buildings, mountains, rivers and beasts looming on it, just like a small world.Porcelain is as white as frost and snow, warm and quiet with the flow of light, and bathed in warm orange light is inexplicably full of warmth.

In a trance, he heard someone calling his name, and the trance made him want to reach out to touch the porcelain jar, but the next second he was awakened by the noisy alarm on the other end.

The alarm bell was a cartoon piggy, and after a piece of cartoon music, the ringtone changed to: "Lazy pig, get up! Lazy pig, get up!"

Luo Youning turned off the alarm, but couldn't help but pick it up and look at it.The color of the plastic case has faded, but the second and minute hands are still working conscientiously.

Although Yu Bingwen was born with a five-year-old boy, his childlike innocence has not disappeared when he grew up in high school, and by the way, he has a little pink girlish heart.

Fortunately, the person who gave it was full of childlike innocence, and the person who received it could not change his face.

"—Here, New Year's gift." The cartoon pig's head is too big, and the schoolbag is not fully stuffed. Yu Bingwen smiled and teased Qiao Jing, "I wish you a new year like a pig, eat more and be richer."

Qiao Jing took out the little pig and held it in her hand, which attracted a lot of attention: "Thank you."

Yu Bingwen said: "Luo Ningning also has one, but he is a little rabbit with long ears."

Qiao Jing asked him: "Why is Luo Youning a rabbit?"

Yu Bingwen was proud: "A little rabbit with long ears is timid."

Luo Youning couldn't help kicking him as soon as he heard it: "Who is timid, you are looking for a beating!"

——What about his rabbit alarm clock, Luo Youning thought: it might have been thrown to pieces as early as the morning when he was woken up.

For the past [-] years of their bamboo horse, Yu Bingwen gave him too many gifts.But the miscellaneous things have continued to this day, but there are very few real ones left.Only those unforgettable memories, along with the pain brought about by his death, lay dormant on his chest for a long time.

Perhaps, Qiao Jing's pain was never less than his.

It's just that if he doesn't say it, no one will know.

He stayed in the study for a long time, so long that Qiao Jing's dishes were all cooked and filled the table.

The rice porridge is lukewarm and soft in the mouth.

The side dishes are light in taste, salty and delicious.

However, the Xiaolongbao was a little cold, and it was put back into the rice cooker to steam.

A dining table, two people sit facing each other.Without Yu Bingwen, the atmosphere was always a bit dull.

It was rare for Luo Youning to think a lot, and all his thoughts were mixed until finally he couldn't hold it back.

He couldn't help opening his mouth: "Qiao Jing, why did you come back to this city?"

Qiao Jing looked up at him and didn't speak for a moment.

Luo Youning asked him softly: "Your parents are in City A when they return to China, and your company's headquarters is also in City A. If you stay in City A, you can have much more than you have now. To you, this place is just you. The place where you stayed in high school. It’s only been three years, what else is worth your nostalgia? Would you rather give up a better future and come back?”

"Before I came back, Bingwen called me," Qiao Jing said, "He said it would be great if the three of us could live in the same city. He said that you bought a house, and he said that the room I had prepared for me was always in the same city. Do not come back to live."

Luo Youning stared at him blankly, he seldom heard Qiao Jing say so many words, even less so direct confession from Qiao Jing.

He heard Qiao Jing say: "You are the irreplaceable existence to me, that's why I came back."