All men are like my ex

After Bai Yichen recovered from his illness, they let go of their shame and lingered shamelessly in the villa for a few days.

On Saturday of this week, the sky that had cleared up not long ago turned cloudy again today, with rain falling down.

Bai Yichen hadn't been to the studio for several days, but someone was taking care of the studio, so nothing major happened, but today he had to go to the studio to take a look.

Bai Yichen opened the curtains and looked at the sky outside, and found a blue and white checkered folding umbrella from the cabinet, which was given to him by Shi Yinan when they were still in college.

This umbrella is very old, even though Bai Yichen will carefully dry it after each use and put it in the cabinet properly, but the silver-white metal handle of the umbrella has been bent, and it will squeak when it is retracted The sound, there are still a few rusty places on the umbrella ribs, and the snow-white and blue squares on the umbrella cloth are yellowed.

In order to prevent it from being scrapped so early and leaving his life, Bai Yichen traveled all over the southern city, and finally found an umbrella that was exactly like it in a shop on the outskirts of the city.

That shop is not an umbrella shop, just an ordinary coffee shop.

When he entered that store, it was the second year after Shi Yinan left him, and it was also the second day after he was discharged from the hospital.

The first time he committed suicide, he took sleeping pills.

At that time, Shi Yinan hadn't changed his cell phone number. On the night of suicide, he called Shi Yinan a lot, and also sent a lot of text messages, but it was like nothing happened——Shi Yinan didn't give him any response.

After Shi Yinan left, he stayed downstairs in the rental house every morning and evening, and walked over and over again on Shi Yinan's way home from work every day, looking greedily and sadly at the faces of every passerby, hoping to see Shi Yinan's familiar face; at night he did not dare to fall asleep, always opened the curtains, and rushed to the window as soon as there was any movement, and looked through the polished glass to see if it was Shi Yinan. came back.

It wasn't until the footsteps of everyone in the corridor gradually disappeared, and finally merged into the dead silence of the night, that he sat down on the cold ground in a daze, breathing heavily, inhaling the remaining breath of Shi Yinan in the room into his lung cavity, deceiving himself Maybe he'll be back tomorrow.

Two months later, Le Dong kicked open his door and dragged him to the hospital.

His memory after that has always been vague, but he vaguely remembered that he resisted fiercely at that time, and he calmed down after being injected with milky white propofol by the doctor.

The doctor gave him some medicine for mental exhaustion, and he couldn't sleep well at night, so the doctor also prescribed him a bottle of sleeping pills.

Whenever he thinks of this, Bai Yichen will think that Le Dong is really too smart. He is in charge of all his medicines. Every day after get off work, he comes to the room to watch him take the medicine and then leave with the medicine bottle. Let him touch more.

Le Dong even greeted the doorman downstairs of the rental house, and asked the doorman to call him immediately if he found him running out of the community.

Bai Yichen knew why Le Dong did this - he was afraid that he would commit suicide.

But he was really in too much pain. The people who should have stayed here with him left, and the people who should be elsewhere came and went in this room.The longer Shi Yinan left, the less his aura in the room became, instead there were more of others, such as Le Dong.

Bai Yichen hid the sleeping pill under the back of his tongue, and after Le Dong left, he dug it out and put it in a small cup.He still couldn't sleep every night, he either stood by the window watching people, or squatted under the table to call and text Shi Yinan.

The white light of the electronic screen illuminates his eyes and the tears on his face.

When the small cup filled with medicine was full, Shi Yi Nan still didn't answer his call.

After taking those medicines, he sent a text message to Shi Yinan.

The text message is concise and to the point, roughly meaning that if you don't come back, I will die for you.

After sending the text message, Bai Yichen put on the quilt and went to sleep.

That night was the best night for him to sleep, with full of hope—maybe when he wakes up tomorrow, he will be able to see Shi Yi Nan.

But Shi Yinan still didn't come back.

On the hospital bed, after Le Dong handed him the phone, he saw the red exclamation mark next to the text message - Shi Yinan changed his phone number.

On the day I was discharged from the hospital, the rain stopped after a week, but the sky was still full of ash that could not be melted away.

Bai Yichen remembered the rusty umbrella that Shi Yinan gave him, he didn't want it to leave him like Shi Yinan did, so he didn't go home that day, but walked all over the city In every umbrella shop in China, I want to find that beautiful blue and white lattice umbrella.

It was obviously such an ordinary umbrella, but he couldn't find it when he went to sleep in the night and went to sleep in the whole city.

At dawn, it rained again.

Bai Yichen stood at the door of a coffee shop to avoid the rain, drenched all over, staring blankly at the rainwater flowing on the ground.

The shopkeeper was startled by him when he opened the door, and ran back to the house to get him a dry towel. His wife in the house asked him what happened, and the old man said, "There is a young man hiding from the rain here. White enough to scare me."

Bai Yichen said thank you in a low voice after taking the towel.

The old man's wife also came out to see him and asked him why he didn't go home.

"...I don't have an umbrella." Bai Yichen said after thinking about it.

It's raining, he doesn't have an umbrella, and no one will come to pick him up.

"I don't have an umbrella, let me tell you earlier." The old man waved his hand at him, then turned around and went into the house to find him an umbrella—it was a blue and white checkered folding umbrella that was exactly the same as the umbrella Shi Yinan gave him.

Bai Yichen cried while holding the umbrella, crying so much that the old man and his wife were at a loss, thinking that he was a child who had run away from home due to some grievance, so they invited him to sit in the house.

Bai Yichen didn't go in, just thanked him repeatedly, opened the umbrella and walked into the rain curtain.

It was raining heavily, and he had to tilt his umbrella to block the icy cold rain that chilled his heart.

No one knew how much he wished at that time that the person who gave him this umbrella was still Shi Yinan.When he was looking for an umbrella, he kept thinking that as long as he found this umbrella, he would buy it no matter how expensive it was, but there are many things in this world that money cannot buy.

But thinking of these things at this moment, Bai Yichen just smiled and shook his head, breathing out the suffocating pain in his chest lightly.

Before leaving, Bai Yichen took the umbrella that Shi Yinan gave him and the umbrella that the old man gave him, and he waited for the bus under the bus stop with the umbrella that the old man gave him.He told Shi Yinan that he was going to take the bus to visit the studio today, Shi Yinan asked if he wanted to see him off, he said no, just come to the studio to pick him up in the evening.

The sound of the bus brakes sounded, Bai Yichen raised his head, and a bus slowly stopped at the platform. He put away his umbrella and got on the bus and swiped his card. Instead of rushing to find a seat, he glanced into the compartment.

The bus was empty, except for him and the driver, there were only three passengers, two women and one man.

The male passenger was very young, carrying a dark black schoolbag, with long curved legs, sitting on the back seat with his head down and playing with his mobile phone, he looked very much like Shi Yinan when he was in college.

Bai Yichen walked up to the unknown male passenger and sat down, smiling at the male passenger.The male passenger was startled, but also smiled at Bai Yichen.

Looking at his face, Bai Yichen almost felt that he was about to say what Shi Yinan had said to him in the next moment——

"You young masters, do you also take the bus?"

"How can I meet you if I don't take the bus? It's raining outside, please use this umbrella for you."

But this male passenger is still not Shi Yi Nan, so he will not say these words to him.

When Bai Yichen got out of the car, the male passenger also got out of the car. He didn't bring an umbrella, so he could only use a black schoolbag on his head to keep out the rain.

Bai Yichen looked at him, and his body called him faster than his mind: "Wait."

The young man turned his head to look at him, his face exactly the same as that of Shi Yinan was full of innocent doubts, he looked young and immature, he softened the gloomy sky almost instantly.

"It's raining, let me use this umbrella." Bai Yichen put away the umbrella in his hand and handed it to him.

The young man didn't take his umbrella immediately, but frowned and asked him, "Then you don't have an umbrella..."

Bai Yichen smiled at him, the pupils in his eyes were as clear as running water: "I still have an umbrella." After speaking, he took out the umbrella that Shi Yinan gave him from the cloth bag he was carrying.

The young man pursed his lips, smiled shyly at him, took the umbrella and said to him, "Thank you..."

"You're welcome, this umbrella was given to me by someone else." Bai Yichen waved to him and left with a smile.

But when we walked halfway, the rain became heavier, and there was a strong wind.

Fortunately, it was not far from the studio, but when Bai Yichen arrived at the studio, half of his body was wet, and his assistant Tang Yi stood at the door to welcome him in, constantly yelling: "Nancheng Yaofeng is really evil... last night, it was so evil... It didn't rain, but it suddenly rained so heavily today, Teacher Bai, are you alright?"

The young man who came in was devastated, as if he had suffered some major blow. Tang Yi couldn't help asking when he saw his pale face.

"My umbrella is broken..." Bai Yichen murmured looking at the rotten umbrella in his hand that was broken by the evil wind from Tang Yi's mouth.

"Hey, haven't you used this umbrella for a long time?" Tang Yi didn't care, "It should have been broken long ago."

It's long overdue.

Bai Yichen swayed almost invisibly, his pale lips pursed into an extremely ugly smile: "You're right."

Tang Yi was a little surprised, but he didn't ask too much, thinking that Bai Yichen was a nostalgic person.

There is always something wrong with these art people, and it's okay to be sad about an old umbrella that has been used for many years.

Thinking of this, Tang Yi pursed his lips and went to the door to mop the floor, trying to dry up the rainwater that was blown in by the wind when he opened the door for Bai Yichen.But just as he walked to the door with a mop, a young man pushed open the glass door and walked in.

The young man was holding an umbrella exactly like Bai Yichen, Tang Yi was stunned for a moment, and greeted him with a smile on his face: "Hello."

"Hello, is Teacher Bai Yichen there?" The young man put away his umbrella and smiled shyly.

Tang Yi asked him: "Yes, are you here to buy paintings?"

"No." The young man shook his head, "I want to learn painting from Teacher Bai Yichen."

Tang Yi was startled, and then said: "But Teacher Bai no longer accepts students..."

"Tang Yi, is anyone looking for me?" Bai Yichen got up from the sofa and walked towards them when he heard the voice of the two talking.

The young man froze after seeing Bai Yichen's face clearly, his face full of astonishment.

And Bai Yichen knew who the young man was after seeing the familiar clothes on his body, the black schoolbag on his back, and the blue and white checkered umbrella that was still dripping on his right hand—the man he met on the bus.