You are floating in your mind

[I realized that the barrenness of the dark night was all my own. 】

Sun Xiang frowned in the dark, reached out his hand to the top of his shoulder, and touched the tears on Zhou Zekai's face with his fingertips.

Zhou Zekai hugged Sun Xiang from behind and tried his best, but he felt that all the strength in his body had been taken away, and he couldn't find any leftover to keep one person.He tightened his arms weakly and in a panic, and whispered, don't go.

Sun Xiang broke away easily, looked at Zhou Zekai quietly in the darkness and said, how will you get better if I don't leave?

I don't want to be good.Zhou Zekai shook his head vigorously, arched his back and tightly clutched Sun Xiang's sleeve, his posture was like a desperate begging.Zhou Zekai said, don't go.

After the eyes adapt to the dim environment, they outline all the scenery in the field of vision without haste.It is like the clarity of the universe obtained after breaking through layers of magic barriers and fog.Zhou Zekai saw Sun Xiang smiling brightly, pointing directly at people's hearts.He said don't be stupid Zhou Zekai, actually you know what you should do.He paused in the darkness, his eyes were so clear that they almost hid their sharpness, he said softly, you also know that I am dead.

So straightforward and so natural.It's like dying eight times out of ten in the game every day.They are all people who talk about death, and if they talk too much, their hearts become numb to the point of being unconscious.The illusion finally disintegrated into thousands of floating fragments, and the heavy rain poured down on the ruins, washing away the tears of the whole world.Sun Xiang appeared vividly in front of his eyes, ending a big dream.

Zhou Zekai knew that everything in front of him was just an illusion, and he knew that he must not let the state of stillness in his heart fall short of success.But thousands of farewells in this world lead to a paradox by different routes. Some people can never see each other if they never see each other, just like they are forgotten and lost.Once met, letting go is even worse than dying again.

This was a fruitless refusing to budge, Zhou Zekai knew it, he knew it, but he had no choice.He pulled Sun Xiang weakly, and said over and over again in a hoarse voice not to leave.At the end of the see-saw, both of them fell into infinite exhaustion as the night passed.

It's like beautiful and luxurious clothes that are riddled with holes after years of consumption, like love that has nowhere to retreat and finally no longer loves.

They finally sat on the ground against the wall and stopped talking.

The lights outside the window are bright and the traffic is flowing, which seems to embody the passage of time.Zhou Zekai finally withdrew his hand slowly, staring at Sun Xiang's side face, smiled hopelessly and said, stay with me one more time.Sun Xiang finally breathed a sigh of relief and agreed, okay, then it's done.After hesitating for a while, he whispered, actually, it’s not too difficult to forget, Zhou Zekai.

Zhou Zekai leaned his head against the cold wall, smiled palely and said, yes.Silence returned for a moment, and he asked in confusion, how did he forget?

Sun Xiang tilted his head and thought for a long time, then seriously advised:

You just think, this person is dead, really dead.But you still have a lifetime so long, I will never bother you again, how nice, right?You will win many championships in the future, earn a lot of money, have many, many people like you, love you, what is that called, oh, give birth to monkeys for you, anyway, there are more people who will die and live for you, than now, less I'm really not too small.Zhou Zekai, just remember, you have never known someone like me, you will have nothing to do with me when you are born, grow old, get sick, or die.It's that simple, isn't it quite liberating?

Zhou Zekai nodded in the dark, smiled and said, um, relief.Tears fell down.

Sun Xiang was stunned, he didn't dare to look at Zhou Zekai at all, he scratched his hair in anguish, and his eyes turned red when he scratched.He muttered a curse under his breath, then threw his head back, covering his eyes with his wrist.

Eat well and grow more meat.Sun Xiang said dully, held Zhou Zekai's face in his hands again, grinned as if his jawline had been cut, and said, Brother Xiang, if you dare to be skinny again, I won't want you.Zhou Zekai nodded and said, OK.

He and his eyes are clean, no sadness, no haze, no tears in sight.Sun Xiang seriously instructed, and Zhou Zekai agreed.The real parting should come calmly, just like the innumerable good and bad springs and autumns in life, neither wind nor rain nor sunshine.

When walking outside, remember to watch the road.Sun Xiang added seriously.Zhou Zekai smiled and said, good.

Also, stop losing sleep.Sun Xiang paused for a moment, then lowered his brows and eyes quietly.You tossed and turned in the middle of the night, and I knew you didn't sleep well so I dared not wake you up.Touch you and you cry.

What else is there... Sun Xiang touched his nose, thought about it, forced a smile, and said, that's all, is it annoying?I've never been annoyed by people nagging me like this before.Anyway, I'll just nag you once, if you don't listen, I'll beat you up.Let me think about what else...

champion.Zhou Zekai raised his hands, his slender fingers spread apart in a domineering gesture.He smiled silently and said, ten.

Sun Xiang used to boast that he would win ten championships, and he wore a ring on each finger, like a glory upstart.Now that I think about it, I laugh and say, that is necessary, but ten is not enough.

Staring at Zhou Zekai, Sun Xiang also raised his hand, spread his fingers to make a mirror image exactly like Zhou Zekai's, and the fingertips stuck to Zhou Zekai's one by one, making them fit perfectly.Then he pressed his forehead against Zhou Zekai.

Sun Xiang carried out all these earnestly, as if piously conveying some kind of hope.

Twenty, count mine.Sun Xiang said.

Zhou Zekai stared at Sun Xiang's eyes, which were so bright that they were indescribably bright, as if he had seen everything that happened and didn't happen in his life.Their touching fingertips formed a bridge in front of the chest, and the fingertips were connected to each other, and the warmth was spotty.Zhou Zekai's eyes slowly fell on the blank ring fingers of the two people, like two slender but extremely tough bridge bones.

eighteen.Zhou Zekai said.

Sun Xiang laughed, inexplicably, and said Zhou Zekai, what kind of brains do you have, this is not a whole, let's make it, eighteen is eighteen.

The two of them together already have four championship rings.Zhou Zekai thought earnestly and firmly that he was at his peak state and could win many championships.Just like Sun Xiang said that his life is still very long.When he gets old and can't play anymore, if he can't be a player, he will be a team leader, a coach, lead newcomers to win championships, never leave Glory, and use his life to accumulate the eighteen championships he promised.

His nine, Sun Xiang's nine.There is also a pair of rings worn on the ring fingers, and they promise to be together forever.

The two of them have four hands, with ten fingers adorning each other.

Just take it as another meaning of consummation.

There will always be a day when we will cross the vicissitudes of life and cross the years.You are still in high spirits.You don't know why the traveler in front of you is staring, why he is silent, and why he is crying.He still loves you with youthful enthusiasm and affection, with old gray hair and wrinkles.

You'd know him if he had eighteen rings in his arms.