Rubik's Cube Seven Days Dream

"The medicine box is over there." Zhou Xuerong lay on his back on the mattress, pointing his finger at the corner of the wall.

A white rectangular box is sandwiched next to the refrigerator.

"Do you usually exercise?" He walked over and sat down, opened the medicine box, took out an alcohol swab, dipped it in hydrogen peroxide, and wiped it around the wound.

Zhou Xuerong has a white foundation, besides all kinds of hideous wounds on his back, there are also all kinds of dark old scars. It is reasonable to say that the beauty of his muscular back should be greatly reduced, but Xu Minglang couldn't help but use a cotton ball. Lightly painted on it.

"It's so itchy." Zhou Xuerong took a breath, and her shoulder blades tightened a bit, "I usually stay at home, and I also feel that it's not good for my health, so I bought some fitness equipment, and exercise when I have nothing to do."

Xu Minglang looked at the upper deltoid muscle of the upper arm. It was not easy to carve the lines, but he had experienced the power emanating from this body with his own eyes.

But Zhou Xuerong's vague explanation made him feel a little stuck, he thought they could talk about everything.

Xu Minglang looked at the window. Although the curtains were drawn, there was still continuous heavy snow behind it, reminding him that all this had not yet returned to the right track.

When it comes to the right track, they seem to have only known each other for five days.He thought that if everything hadn't started, he and Zhou Xuerong would still be strangers separated by a wall, living intertwined lives under the same roof, and maybe they would never see each other again.

No matter now or in the past, this person in front of him will always be like a mystery.

After the wound on the back was treated, he used scissors to cut short the hair on the back of Zhou Xuerong's neck, and simply covered the wound with medical bandages and gauze.After doing all this, he really reached the limit, his eyes were so dry that he couldn't open them, he didn't care about the weird decoration of this room, or he swallowed all the questions from this person's past, and saved them for waking up.

Wrapped in a dirty cotton coat, Xu Minglang fell asleep in a kneeling position, with tweezers in his hands, the medicine box was open, and there were bottles and cans all over the floor, probably because of his uncomfortable sleeping position. Stretching his legs, Zhou Xuerong moved the bottle away before the red potion was overturned, sighed, got up to pack his things, helped Xu Minglang up again, stripped off his coat, hung it on the tree hanger, Then stuff the dazed youth into the duvet.

Zhou Xuerong walked to the wall and opened the closet. There was a mattress inside. He took a look, but only pulled out a pillow, and then closed the closet door with his foot.When he turned his head to leave, he stared at the corner for a while, then opened the wardrobe again, took out a paper bag containing sundries and piled it in the corner, and then closed the door.

Turning on the light, Zhou Xuerong squeezed to Xu Minglang's side, packed the pillows, and lay down on the bed, his eyes were dark and couldn't hide the frenzy.He used his eyes to trace the unsuspecting young man who was sleeping soundly, and closed his eyes.

"Brother, wake up!"

Xu Minglang was soundly asleep when he was woken up by repeated calls and shoves.

"What are you doing..." He had a thick nasal voice, trying not to think about it, after a while, the annoying voice disappeared, replaced by bursts of sobs.

It was someone's begging with tears.

"You really can't go on like this anymore, you drank too much, you know? I thought you..." The sobbing suddenly tightened, reminiscent of a ball of scratch paper, "I Thought you were dead..."

Xu Minglang was half asleep and half awake, irritated by the noise, muttering "What did you say in the morning", and then his voice stopped again.It was just that one hand was pinching his palm, and the suppressed crying sounded from time to time, which was really puzzling.

He just wanted to sleep late after escaping death, as for?

He closed his eyes, but he was no longer sleepy.He didn't understand that he just wanted to sleep in. Why did Zhou Xuerong react so strongly? Could it be because of post-traumatic stress?Do you feel dead when you see someone with closed eyes?

Forget it, let's get up, it's time to eat something.

As soon as he stood up, he immediately felt dizzy and dizzy, and before he realized what was wrong with his body, he heard the sound of broken glass, and then he tripped with his left foot and fell forward... .

"Be careful!" Zhou Xuerong hurriedly stood up to help him, but stepped on the shards of glass on the ground and wailed, "Ugh..."

Xu Minglang was paralyzed like boiled syrup, he could only maintain his standing posture by holding Zhou Xuerong tightly, and then a hot current surged in his stomach, he bowed his head defenselessly and "wow—" and vomited.

This vomit was good, Xu Minglang's stomach contracted uncomfortably, and he subconsciously covered it with his hands, but his body lost support, and he slid down, sitting on his buttocks in the vomit.

Zhou Xuerong's face was tear-stained, smiling through his tears, he supported him regardless of the dirt, and then let him vomit all over himself.

"Uh...I'm sorry, I'll clean it up...vomit—" Xu Minglang vomited while apologizing, so embarrassed that he wished he could find a piece of tofu and kill him.

Something is so warm.

Xu Minglang felt that his whole body was covered with warmth, which was a comfortable experience he had never had before, and even dispelled the discomfort in his stomach just now. If the baby can also have memories, it must be such an experience.

He groaned and moved his body, but he felt something under his butt biting him, and suddenly a sigh came from behind his ear.

"Wow--" He was startled and leaned forward, opened his eyes only to find himself in the bathtub, he swiped forward twice until his back was against the edge of the bathtub, looking at Zhou Xuerong with wet black hair in front of him, he slammed Standing up abruptly, he only felt that his chest was cold, and immediately felt that something was wrong, and then sat down under Zhou Xuerong's surprised gaze, splashing water on the other's face.

Zhou Xuerong wiped his face, brushed back his wet black hair, revealing his wet eyebrows, his thin lips were shaped like a bow, after being wetted by water, water drops continuously dripped down his forehead, pouring on the diamond-shaped thin lips .

He looked at Xu Minglang from the bottom up. This angle made his eyebrows press down on his eyes, making him look very fierce. Xu Minglang was stunned for a moment, but his heartbeat accelerated inexplicably. He could feel their legs sticking tightly together. He didn't hate it. The feeling of skin clinging to each other, just thinking of sitting in the other person's arms just now, I suddenly felt very embarrassed.

In order to ease the embarrassment, he said first: "I'm sorry, I may have an upset stomach... I can just wash the clothes myself. I'm so sorry, I threw up when I first came to your house You all the way..."

Zhou Xuerong still maintained that scrutiny. Looking carefully, his eye circles were still red and swollen, which was a bit lovable.

Maybe it made him unhappy.Xu Minglang thought.

Before he could speak again, Zhou Xuerong sat up and approached him.

"Hey, what are you doing..."

"Brother, please be sober, please." Zhou Xuerong held his face, heartbreak almost spilled out of his eyes, "Stop drinking, alcohol will only harm you, it cannot make you forget her."

Xu Minglang just figured out that he vomited because he drank too much alcohol, he thought it was wrong, he clearly remembered that he didn't drink before going to bed...

Wait!He stared at Zhou Xuerong for a while, his face was still the same, but there was less awe in the brows, and when he looked carefully, the ends of his hair seemed to grow a bit.

He really was dreaming!

Xu Minglang immediately slapped himself twice, hoping that he would wake up soon, but Zhou Xuerong hugged him and persuaded him crying: "Brother, don't hit yourself. If you feel uncomfortable, hit me. Hit me."

He pushed Zhou Xuerong away, not understanding what was going on now, and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

Zhou Xuerong's eyelashes flickered, as if she was confirming something, and after a while she suddenly smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

Such an abrupt change made Xu Minglang feel that something must be wrong.

"The water seems to be a bit cold." Zhou Xuerong kneaded his fingertips, bowed his head and said, "Hands are wrinkled, come on, let's go out. I'll support you."

He was fished out for unknown reasons, and sat on a low plastic stool. Zhou Xuerong stepped out, wiped off the excess water on his body with a small square towel, said "wait for me", and opened the door walked out.There was a feeling of coldness in the bathroom in the late summer and early autumn. He rubbed his arms to shake off the water droplets. The bathroom heater was suddenly turned on, and the light shone warmly on his back.

He felt like he was back when he was a child. At that time, every time he took a shower, he was placed on the small plastic stool like this, waiting for his mother to bring him pajamas, and he was so cold that he urged "Mom, hurry up." ".

The door opened, and Zhou Xuerong walked in naked with her head down, holding a folded bath towel and pajamas in her hand, put the things in a small basket, and spread the bath towel over Xu Minglang's head to wipe it.

After his hair was almost dry, Zhou Xuerong began to wipe his body from the neck again. Xu Minglang was so sleepy from being roasted that he was raised by his arms like a doll to wipe his armpits, but he didn't respond. The two of them didn't say a word during the process.

However, the older brother of the other party was always dangling in front of his nose, and he couldn't help turning his face to the side and said: "Then what, I'll do it myself, you put on your clothes first."

"what happened?"

Xu Minglang covered his eyes and pointed below him.

"How long has it been before you want to remind me." Zhou Xuerong smiled, and suddenly leaned into his ear, "I didn't see you shy at night."

"I'll go!!" Xu Minglang raised his head again, Zhou Xuerong had already started wearing underwear, and she was holding pajamas like a normal person and wanted to put it on his head, but he refused decisively.

"No, no, no, I'll do it myself."

Zhou Xuerong didn't bother, said "OK", turned and walked out of the bathroom.

After Xu Minglang dressed and went out, he immediately recognized that this was the house where he had that weird dream for the first time.Whether it is the open bar kitchen or the silver-gray refrigerator, it is exactly the same as that time!

He remembered that Yingying said at the time that the house was shared by two people, and the time was when they were still in college...

He went to the living room to look at the wall calendar, and the time was still November 2014, 11, which meant that he was still in his junior year at the moment!

"Brother, let's watch TV first, and I'll call you after cooking."

"Oh..." Xu Minglang was in a daze for a moment, "What are you eating?"

"I saw asparagus for sale in the vegetable market yesterday, so I bought some. This is probably the last crop, and I won't be able to eat it no matter how cold it is." Zhou Xuerong skillfully heated the oil in the pan, put the chopped asparagus into the pan, and poured them into the pan. The aroma overflowed.He turned on the range hood and said, "Brother, help me get the shrimp from the refrigerator."

He opened the refrigerator, and the things inside were neatly stacked. There were lock boxes of different sizes on the upper two compartments, and some bags of vegetables and sauces on the bottom, but there were no shrimps.

"Did you put it in the freezer?" he said, opening the lower door.

"In the box with the gray lid, the second space above."

Xu Minglang took out the lock and lock box, opened it, and saw that the fresh shrimps were crystal clear and moist, and each shrimp had been shaved clean.Unexpectedly, Zhou Xuerong is such a careful person.

In his impression, those who prepare the ingredients so carefully in advance are all mothers, and young people, even if they usually cook, seldom prepare the ingredients so meticulously.Looking at the semi-open space of the entire kitchen, even a little oily fume would be difficult to take care of, but according to his observation, it is very clean. There are two towels on the bar table, which is the result of frequent cleaning.

He thought that four years later, Zhou Xuerong lived alone in that house, although it was well cleaned up, there was no breath of life at all.

What did he go through...

"Brother, give me the shrimp."

"...Oh, good." Xu Minglang handed the things over, leaned on the stove and watched Zhou Xuerong stir fry, while skillfully adding ingredients, he still couldn't help but say, "I can't see, you still I love life."

"If I don't love it, I'm going to starve." Zhou Xuerong looked up at him, his eyes were playful and bewitching.

Xu Minglang felt his heart skip a beat, and his heart was still beating wildly when he lowered his head.