you lost me

life.

To be separated is to be born and live.

Jiang Huangzhi is just one of the thousands of people in the world who are desperately living.Open your eyes at a specific time every day, wash, eat and go to work, step by step.Laws that cannot be broken, nerves that are gradually numb, and bodies that are unable to do what they want.

"There are showers to heavy rains today, and a slight drop in temperature..."

Jiang Huangzhi sat in front of the computer and repeated the weather forecast.

There was a man sleeping on the bed in the bedroom, with well-proportioned lines and texture, disheveled hair, and lazily opened his sleepy eyes: "Got it, I will bring an umbrella."

Jiang Juzhi smiled, turned off the weather forecast that he had clicked on, and added: "Remember to add some clothes, it's autumn."

The man found the remote control of the air conditioner, turned off the air conditioner that had been on all night, walked over and put his arms around his waist from behind: "Should I call you mom? Are you so considerate?"

"I can't give birth to you." Jiang Juzhi clicked on the drawing software, "Thank you for giving me a kiss."

"Come on, two men are so nasty." He smiled, and went to the bathroom to take a shower in his nightgown.

Yes, two men... Jiang Juzhi also smiled, and stopped holding the mouse.

How long have you been with Yu Ming?

One year, two years, three years... After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it will be seven years.Six years is enough for him to go to a university, successfully get a diploma, find a stable and decent job, marry a wife and have children, everything follows the process.

The appearance of Yu Ming may be the most incredible event in his 25 years of mediocre life.

Jiang Huangzhi never thought that he would like him so much, and even gave up the college entrance examination, ran away from home and followed him to this strange metropolis.

Jiang Juanzhi was in front of the bathroom door, listening to the sound of rushing water: "Are you coming before Mid-Autumn Festival?"

The sound of the water stopped, and Yu Ming's voice became clear: "If you don't come, the company will be very busy. You can go on a trip by yourself, and I will arrange it for you."

There is still one month left for the Mid-Autumn Festival, that is, we will not see each other for a month, 30 days a month, and the house is [-] square meters, which is difficult for one person.

"Okay, I'm going on a trip." Jiang Huangzhi said it easily, but his heart was overwhelmed, and he wanted to ask him what he was.

I chewed and swallowed the words that came to my lips countless times, but I didn't feel too sad after getting used to it.

Who can accept a nondescript relationship!

Sitting in front of the computer desk, Jiang Huangzhi watched him skillfully take off the few suits in the closet and put them on, tie a bow tie, and call his assistant to ask about the itinerary without moving his eyes.Finally said to him before opening the bedroom door: "Don't rely too much on me..."

"it is good."

As long as Jiang Juzhi is still alive, he will not reject Yu Ming."Okay", "um", "I promise you" these years should be the words he said the most to Yu Ming.

Docile like a raised doll.

Jiang Huangzhi has a backbone, and he doesn't need his money to draw comics to earn manuscript fees, which is more than enough to support himself, so this relationship is considered equal.

"Except for not being able to see the light, everything is fine, what is there to be dissatisfied with?" Jiang Huangzhi asked himself.

While thinking wildly, Jiang Huangzhi did not forget to take out a bottle of medicine with a torn label from the drawer, took out two white pills, and swallowed them with the overnight cold water on the table.

The water smacked the pills, and the taste of the medicine spread on the tongue coating, bitter to the bottom of my heart.

"What exactly is depression?" Jiang Huanzhi said to himself.

"I just feel sad, I don't even think about crying, why did the doctor say I have depression?"

Lines are drawn on the drawing board, and what is displayed on the computer screen is not the content to be drawn, but Yu Ming who has just left.Every line is extremely similar.

Jiang Juzhi looked at it for a long time, but the outline was unfamiliar to him. This is Yu Ming from six years ago...

"Wow! You are amazing."

In order to give himself a little spare time, Jiang Huangzhi secretly ran out of the house before the college entrance examination, and used a sketchbook to draw passers-by in a cafe where he would not be found.

Facing the man who didn't know when to appear in front of him, he didn't panic at all: "Really? Thank you."

Jiang Juzhi was very young at that time, and he could raise his tail to the sky after being praised a few times.

"Great painter, can you draw me a picture? I'll give you money." Yu Ming's voice was like the gentle wind in spring, which made Jiang Ju's face hot.

"No, no need, you are handsome and easy to draw." Jiang Huanzhi stammered and turned to a new page.Hold up a pencil, close one eye, and quantify proportions.

Yu Ming propped his face with one hand, and smiled brightly: "Then you are not handsome, so you can't draw?"

"No, it's just more time-consuming."

The sun was just right that day, the coffee tasted mellow, and one person focused on watching and painting alone.

There are not many things that can be remembered in a lifetime. If Jiang Huanzhi chooses, I am afraid that it will only be a month when we first met, a month when we will wake up with a smile in our dreams.

Being used to being quiet doesn't mean liking it. Jiang Huangzhi was wearing a black windbreaker, wearing a mask and standing next to the carousel built in the community, holding a propped up black umbrella in his hand.The sky has been drizzling, and the wind is blowing colder and colder.

The carousel was not wet under the protection of the roof, Jiang Zhuanzhi threw a coin into it, and several small carousel horses began to rotate.

There are also cheerful nursery rhymes.Jiang Juzhi looked at this childish scene without blinking, and smiled for no reason.

The old lady was carrying a vegetable basket, and when she saw someone she knew well, she said with concern, "Little Jiang, why are you here again? It's going to rain heavily!"

Jiang Huanzhi came back to his senses, saw that Po Zhao lived downstairs, so he took off the mask, his face was pale and colorless: "Ah, thank you."

Jiang Huangzhi rarely communicated with others in the past six years, so he often didn't answer a word.

Po Zhao didn't ask any other questions, and put her hands on top of her head to keep out the rain: "Come to my house for dinner? It's about an extra pair of chopsticks."

Jiang Huangzhi hit Po Zhao's head with the umbrella, and said politely: "Thank you Po Po Zhao, I've already eaten, here's the umbrella, you go back first."

He ran into the carousel shed, found a corner that would not affect the progress of the carousel and would not get wet and continued to stand.

"This child." Granny Zhao shook her head, and walked into the house holding an umbrella without hesitation.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, crackling and hitting the ground, and the splashed water wetted his trousers.The Trojan horse is still spinning, and Jiang Huangzhi will insert coins as long as there is a tendency to stop.

The full bag of coins gradually bottomed out, and when he threw the last one in, Jiang Wangzhi couldn't help but sit on it, and let the wooden horse rotate and move with him.

He is not short, he is 1.7 meters five, and he has to curl up his feet so as not to touch the ground, but such a well-dressed man sitting on a children's wooden horse looks ridiculous no matter how you look at it.

The singing stopped, and the wooden horse slowly returned to calm.

Sitting on the wooden horse, Jiang Juzhi was a little sad: "Why are you still?" After asking, he felt stupid again.

There was only one mobile phone in his pocket. After thinking about it, he took it out and opened the address book with only one contact.Not even a note is set, so it's easy to recognize.

I know the number by heart, and the number of times I took the initiative to call it is only a handful.

Maybe it was because the surroundings became quiet again, so Jiang Huangzhi pressed the dial button, put the phone to his ear, and the music waiting to be answered was extremely pleasant.

"Hello." There was some noise on the other end of the phone.

"Have you eaten yet?" Jiang Wangzhi didn't expect him to answer, and was nervously looking for a topic.

Yu Ming was at a hot pot restaurant. His new girlfriend said he wanted to eat hot pot, but the noisy restaurant he found gave him a headache: "I'm getting ready to eat."

Jiang Juanzhi smiled lightly: "Okay."

"Any thing else?"

"No..." Before he finished speaking, Jiang Wangzhi was unwilling to end the call like this, and added, "Remember to help me find a place to travel, I want the sea."

Yu Ming followed his girlfriend into the private room, and only remembered what he promised him when he heard his words: "Maldives?"

"Look at you." Jiang Juanzhi squeezed the phone tightly.

Obviously he was traveling alone, but he still wanted to have a little fantasy, maybe Yu Ming would go with him?

"Yes, I have been there two years ago, and now I will ask someone to book a ticket for you."

"Okay." Jiang Juanzhi was silent.

The person on the phone listened for a while, until a girl's voice came: "Ming, I want to eat beef."

Jiang Juanzhi closed his eyes, and asked in a calm tone, "Have you changed your girlfriend?"

Yu Ming glanced at his glamorous girlfriend, noncommittal: "Well, I'll show you the photos sometime."

"it is good."

Jiang Juanzhi kept a soothing tone, not letting him see the clues.

"I'll hang up if it's okay." Yu Ming hung up the phone without waiting for him to answer.

The girlfriend said aggrievedly: "If you don't concentrate on eating, who are you calling?"

Yu Ming narrowed his eyes and thought for a while before saying, "A friend who has been with me for many years."