when you look at me

An incoming call from an unknown number was displayed on the screen, which was a local landline.Yuan Yiping stared at the green dot icon, and took a deep breath.

Now that the matter has come to this point, Yuan Yiping has no choice but to answer the call.

"Yiping, it's me." Sure enough.

"What are you going to do?" Yuan Yiping gritted his teeth and said.

Chen Shuo was silent for two seconds, then said softly, "I'm in Shenzhen now."

"I know, didn't you tell my mother 'specially'?" Yuan Yiping said emphatically the word "specially".

"Yiping, I—" Chen Shuo's voice paused, but he didn't finish the sentence in the end.

Then he sighed softly.

"You're full, Chen Shuo," Yuan Yiping couldn't help cursing, "What are you doing in Shenzhen? I don't have time to talk to you."

For Chen Shuo, Yuan Yiping had this kind of judgment that he couldn't explain himself - he knew that Chen Shuo came to Shenzhen for nothing but to find him.

So the sentence "I don't have time to talk to you" can be justified.

Sure enough, Chen Shuo admitted in a low voice: "Yiping, I have something to say to you face to face, it won't waste too much of your time, can you meet me?"

His humble appearance made Yuan Yiping want to laugh, so Yuan Yiping laughed: "Chen Shuo, there's no need for us to be so hypocritical, after all, I know who you are, right?"

Chen Shuo didn't answer, but said again: "Yiping, can you meet me?" His voice was a little hoarse, mixed with the noise of cars and people.

Yuan Yiping thought that Chen Shuo was probably at a public phone near the airport.

"Lianhua West Station on Line 2," Yuan Yiping said without knowing why, and continued: "I released your mobile phone number, call me when you arrive."

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Yiping found that his palms were sweating. It turned out that during the process of answering the phone, his empty hand clenched into a fist.Yuan Yiping was confused for a moment, as if after meeting Chen Shuo in Changsha, his life began to get out of control—out of control, what an exaggerated word.

Maybe life is out of control, Yuan Yiping thought, since the afternoon when Yuan Yizhi was diagnosed ten years ago, it has been out of control.

More than an hour later, Yuan Yiping saw Chen Shuo.

In the crowded subway station, Chen Shuo was wearing a black shirt and beige trousers. His underwear was crumpled, and a few strands of hair were sticking to his forehead with sweat.

"Yiping." Chen Shuo stepped forward and called.

The lights in the subway station were so bright, they were so bright, why didn't I realize they were so bright before—it clearly illuminated Chen Shuo's face, and also clearly illuminated Chen Shuo's eyes.It was clearer than that night by the Xiangjiang River.

Chen Shuo's lips were peeling, and the glasses lenses on the bridge of his nose were dusty. Yuan Yiping could see even the fine lines drooping at the corners of his eyes behind the lenses.

Those crooked eyes ten years ago were a pair of crescents, and now the crescents are old.ten years.

But Chen Shuo's gaze still fell on Yuan Yiping, and that gaze seemed to have a certain texture. Yuan Yiping felt that he was like a ship, which had been ups and downs on the sea for a long time, but still couldn't escape the moonlight falling from the sky.The moonlight fell on the decks, on the masts, and on the ledges.

Yuan Yiping took Chen Shuo to the house he rented.It's actually just one bedroom and one bathroom.

"Sit there." Yuan Yiping pointed to the only chair in the room.

Chen Shuo stood the trolley case at the door and sat on the chair.

"What's your business?"

"Can I have a glass of water?"

Yuan Yiping touched the thermos with his toe and said, "There is no water."

Chen Shuo stood up, looked around, and sat down again.

He lowered his eyes and said, "The night before yesterday, I'm sorry, Yiping."

Yuan Yiping's eyes tightened: "Why are you saying sorry to me? You should say sorry to my brother. You are not shy about finding someone to have sex with just after going to the cemetery."

"..." Chen Shuo didn't move or speak.

"Anything else?"

"Let's boil some water." Chen Shuo turned his face and looked at the cold medicine on the bedside: "You have a cold, don't you?"