Lianzhou

Although Huangliang is beautiful, it cannot replace reality. Yu Lichu was amazed that he could even dream so philosophically. He directly evacuated his memory and lived again in the parallel world.

However, what happened in the real world was not much different from the dream, except that he and Yan Yan had confirmed their relationship as a couple shortly after the school celebration.

Many things have passed and he doesn't want to recall them anymore, but now it seems that he is just deceiving himself and others.

Half a month ago, after he and Yan Yan rescued Mo Xian on the rooftop, they turned around and sent the child to Mo Ning's care.

That day they watched Mo Xian fall asleep before leaving Mo Ning's house. Before leaving, they specifically told Mo Ning to take good care of Mo Xian in the next few days and avoid any contact between him and Mo Fan. They will find a way to contact the lawyer soon Take legal channels to get Mo Xian and his mother out of that house.

Unexpectedly, the accident and tomorrow will always be reported by the former silently. Within two days, Yu Lichu and Yan Yan received a terrible news.

Mo Xian committed suicide, swallowed too many sleeping pills, and died in his own home.

A suicide note was left at the scene of the suicide. It was written in a mess, but there were not many words.However, to everyone's surprise, this crude suicide note did not mention Mo Fan or Mo Ning from beginning to end, but Yan Yan was mentioned.

Mo Xian wrote in a completely desperate and questioning tone in his suicide note, why not save him?

The 17-year-old child dragged his bruised body and wrote several times on the paper with a pen that ran out of ink—why didn't you save me?

Why don't you save me?

These are the last words left by this child in this world.

It is conceivable that the child's mental state had completely collapsed at the last moment of his life, and he wrote so hard that he even cut through the paper in many places.

In fact, this matter has nothing to do with Yan Yan in the final analysis, but Yan Yan's reaction after seeing the suicide note was obviously a little abnormal.

As for Zeng Yanyan's attitude towards this child Mo Xian, nothing can be seen on the surface, but Yu Lichu is very clear that he actually put a lot of thought into it.

He tried very hard to help this child, probably because he was connected with his own experience, so he cherished this child very much.On the other hand, Mo Xian is the same, the child has gradually deepened his dependence on Yan Yan under his subtle guidance, even this child can only smile at Yan Yan, but not easily at Mo Ning and Yu Lichu.

But now that the child is gone, even at the end of his life, the feelings he expressed to Yan Yan were not gratitude, but blame.

At that moment, Yan Yan had the illusion that he killed the child with his own hands.

They were able to know the whole process after inquiring by Li Chu. It turned out that on the second night after they sent Mo Xian to Mo Ning's house, the child returned home alone for some reason. , and when Mo Ning discovered the situation and went back to find someone, he found that the door of Mo Fan's house was closed, and no one came to open the door no matter how hard he knocked, he had no choice but to leave temporarily.

Who knew that the next two days would be Mo Xian's nightmare. Mo Fan didn't know when he started gambling again. Before, he unilaterally said that the 300 yuan that Mo Xian stole from him was the "war profit" he won that day. Gold", and Mo Fan drank during the day, gambled at night, and beat and kicked Mo Xian when he got home. Mo Xian's mother, Zhou Hong, was a laid-off worker and had no source of income of her own, so she had to endure Mo Fan's abuse for so many years. Domestic violence, living off the money he got from Mo Ning.

At first, she could protect Mo Fan a little bit, but her body was too small, and while she couldn't block the blow, her protective movements would make Mo Fan hit harder.

Those two days were really difficult, but she found that Mo Xian could dodge at first, but in the end he didn't even resist at all. He suffered when Mo Fan beat him, neither crying nor humming, and it was like this until Mo Fan was tired from beating him Going back to the room and sleeping, the two of them had a chance to catch their breath. Who knew that Zhou Hong woke up from the ground in the morning, only to find that Mo Xian was sitting next to him and was out of breath. Sleeping pills, and a scribbled and torn suicide note.

This woman who has suffered for half her life, facing the dead body of her child, no longer knows what to cry for. Mo Xian is like the only faint hope and light in her miserable life, but now this little light like a bean is also In the face of the cold reality, it was easily extinguished with a puff.

But the matter is far from over here. After Mo Fan started gambling again, it was like years of desire opened the gate. In just a few days, he was already heavily in debt. Seeing that he could not get the money, the debt collector tied Zhou Hong up the next day. , Threatening Mo Fan to either pay the money or tear up the ticket.

However, Mo Fan, a social scum like Mo Fan, would care about Zhou Hong's life and death. His son's body was still lying in a wooden coffin and his wife was kidnapped by a creditor, but he just yelled into the receiver after receiving the phone call. "If you want to kill, kill!" Then he went out to find a drink as if nothing had happened.

At that time, Yan Yan was asked by Mo Ning, who was unable to get away from the hospital, to go to Mo Fan's house to pack up Mo Xian's belongings. Stepped forward and picked it up.

What happened next seemed like a dream to Yu Lichu. He had just got off work from the hospital that day, and he thought that he would pass the emergency room before leaving the hospital gate. The wounded who got off the bed were sent directly to the emergency room. However, they were said to be wounded, but they had covered their heads with a white cloth, and they obviously had no vital signs.

Maybe it was a premonition somewhere, Yu Lichu did not leave directly at that moment, but followed the cart into the emergency room, he stood aside and did not approach, listening to the two medical staff not far Personnel are discussing the cause of death of the bed wounded.

The cause of death was a fall from the sixth floor, and he died on the spot. According to the description of the medical staff who were present at the time, when they arrived at the scene, the other party fell into a large pool of blood and was not breathing.

Life and death are constantly being staged in the hospital every day. Although Yu Lichu understands that this is the most painful thing in the world, but because of too much experience, he has become a little conditioned reflex numbness. However, at this moment, the room is obviously 26 degrees. But it was like being immersed in the snow and ice of the coldest winter, and his whole body felt a chill and dizziness from the bottom of his feet, just because he vaguely heard a familiar name from the medical staff standing not far away.

He suddenly frantically took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number. After the beep sounded in the receiver, indicating that he was connected, the mobile phone in the hands of the medical staff standing not far away also rang.

Hearing the familiar ringtone from a distance, Yu Lichu's heart suddenly turned cold, and after the medical staff on the opposite side picked up the phone and connected the call, Yu Lichu quickly hung up the phone , Then covered his mouth and rushed straight into the bathroom next to him.

Yan Yan's body was taken away by his parents in the end, and now he has been cremated and erected a monument, but Yu Lichu never visited him, not at that time, nor later.

He just went back to his and Yan Yan's residence, lay on the double bed where they slept together, and passed a few days without knowing the morning and evening.

Yu Lichu once watched a British drama in his free time, and the protagonist in it had this line:

"—Taking your own life. Take your own life.

The expression is interesting, from whom to take it?

When all the dust settles, it is not you who stays where you are suffering from missing.

Your own death is something that happens to someone else.

Your life is never your own. "

Yu Lichu thought again, I hope that no one alive will have the opportunity to empathize with him like this.

It really hurts.

There are some things that are not taken away when they are born, and those who leave are gone forever, but those who stay are tormented by all kinds of longing.

During this period, he received Yan's father, Yan's mother, who came to pick up Yan Yan's belongings. The other party knew about the two of them a long time ago, and this time it was just a simple greeting. Too sad, and then the two left without packing anything.He Xin, Gu Yi and Mo Ning also came to persuade him later. He also promised Chang Wan to eat and sleep on time no matter what, because the dead are gone and the living are still alive. Life continues non-stop. No willful qualifications.

After thinking about it, Yu Lichu got up, went out of the room, went to the kitchen and made himself a bowl of noodles.

After eating, there was a layer of heating in his stomach, and the whole person recovered a little bit of anger. He had asked the hospital for a leave of absence for more than a week, and it will be Monday in two days. Whether he wants to or not this time, he has to go back to work honestly up.

After finishing washing the dishes, Yu Lichu was silent for a moment listening to the ticking sound of the wall clock in the living room, then suddenly got excited and went to the entrance, put on a coat casually, and went out.

It was raining patter outside, Yu Lichu didn't hold an umbrella, just put the hood of his coat on his head and walked into the rain.

He went straight to Yan Yan's bookstore, opened the door with the key, but turned over the closed sign, and when he entered, he only turned on the chandelier hanging on the table, and then walked to the sofa that Yan Yan used to sit on and sat down .

This is where the dream first started, and so is reality. The reunion between him and Yan Yan was indeed a coincidence.

The first time he met Yan Yan was on the first day of the first year of high school. That morning, when he rode into the school gate on a mountain and turned right, he almost bumped into someone, but when he turned his head, he met his eyes.

The man's school uniform was not the same as his own, and he probably wasn't a freshman. The boy was tall and his appearance was very recognizable - because he was handsome.

Yu Lichu didn't know that the man was a senior in the third grade and a top student in the key class until a few months later, and because of his good looks, he was very famous in the grade.

However, they only stayed together in school for one year before Yan Yan graduated, and it was not until Yu Lichu was in his third year of high school that he saw him again.

Thinking of this, Yu Lichu unconsciously looked at the guitar at the door.

The guitar was still the same as it was the day He Xin and Gu Yi came. Afterwards, too many accidents happened, and that person must never have the chance to fix it again.

There is still a small branch of red maple leaves on the guitar, and a few pieces of golden ginkgo are placed on it as if embellished, and they have all shrunk by now.

Yu Lichu took the leaf off carefully, and then raised his hand to hold the guitar.

He did well in the college entrance examination, and chose the medical major of N University without much consideration. Who would have thought that after he got in, he found out that Yan Yan was also here.

At that time, he didn't know how wonderful the fate was, because they were only in the same school all the time, but they didn't have any real communication until Yu Lichu was in his junior year.

At that time, He Xin was the backbone of the student union, and was in charge of the program planning for the undergraduate graduation party of the medical school. On the day of setting up the auditorium, the student union was short of manpower, so he urgently pulled a few people from the courtyard to help, and Yan Yan was among them.

That day, Yu Lichu was discussing the VCR matter with He Xin in the auditorium. After Yan Yan and his team came in, they randomly asked an officer, and then walked straight in the direction pointed by the officer and asked He Xin for the task.

At that time, Yan Yan seemed to smile when he saw him when he approached, and then he said to Li Chu after all the classmates around him had left, "I remember you, you are a graduate of N High School, right? You are two grades younger than me."

After hearing this, Yu Lichu was very surprised, probably because he subconsciously knew about Yan Yan, so his attitude was very blind: "Senior brother has a really good memory, even a student who is two years younger remembers it so clearly. .”

However, the other party just waved his hand after listening: "I should be the same age as you. I was a year early and skipped another grade."

Yu Lichu was taken aback after hearing this, and then joked: "Zaohui, it's hard to live forever." This is what he just read from a prose, and I don't know how to remember it, he will finish it now Then he pursed his lips unconsciously, and finally confessed the fact frankly, "But you are still one year older than me, because I am also a year old."

The subsequent conversations were just ordinary greetings, and after two or three sentences, the two went off to their own business.

It was at that time that Yu Lichu came to his senses belatedly. He thought that he had known that person unilaterally for six years, and today was the first time the two of them had spoken to each other. He had some subtle emotions in his heart. It fermented in an instant, like the first stone dropped from a calm lake, once broken, it is difficult to calm down again.

It rained the next day, and Yu Lichu's originally planned VCR needed a rainy day's empty mirror. At two o'clock in the afternoon, he saw that the rain outside was not heavy, so he left the dormitory alone with the camera.

Yu Lichu searched for a suitable venue while walking, and stopped when he reached the curved bridge next to the library. Since the rain was not heavy, he only waterproofed the camera, but he did not bring an umbrella.

I don't know if it's because of the angle, but the effect was not very good after several recordings. After tossing back and forth a few times like this, Yu Lichu's temples had already been beaten by the rain and started to drip.

He stood in the rain and recorded several times back and forth, and finally he was satisfied once. At this moment, his eyes were staring at the screen seriously, and the camera began to slowly move to the left with the rotation of his body. Before the side body turned to the head, a shadow descended on the top of the head first.

Then the rain stopped.

Yu Lichu looked up and saw a black umbrella raised above his head at some point, but before he could figure out what was going on, a voice came through the rain curtain the next second:

"Why don't you take an umbrella in such heavy rain? Medical students are also afraid of catching a cold."

At this time, the camera in Yu Lichu's hand turned around as he turned around. He forgot the camera in his hand for a moment, and only saw the person in front of him clearly through his eyes. The person held a black umbrella in his right hand, and The left hand is holding another umbrella and hitting it on his head.

The edge of the umbrella that the man was holding for him was a little low, and from Yu Lichu's angle, he could barely see the man's chin, but in the next second, the edge of the umbrella suddenly fell backwards as if in a heartbeat , and then revealed the familiar face behind the umbrella cloth.

It's Yan Yan.

Yu Lichu held up the camera and looked at him dumbly, with a dazed expression on his face. Seeing his reaction, the other party gave the umbrella forward again in a funny way: "Hold it."

Yu Lichu stretched out his hand consciously, and took the umbrella from the opponent's hand, the handle of the umbrella was still warm.

"I'm going back to the library. Go back as soon as you finish shooting. You don't have to return the umbrella. If you don't bring an umbrella next time, I don't have any extra umbrellas to give you."

Yan Yan smiled at Yu Lichu after saying this, then turned around and walked into the rain curtain again.

At that time, everyone was young, and Yu Lichu was sensitive to the fact that the eyes he looked at each other's back were too deep, not like the kind of eyes he should have when looking at a person with only a name. After all, he had never understood Yan Yan, what he has had for a long time is only the flat face of the other party engraved in his mind, and the umbrella that is still warm in his hand now, that's all.

Yu Lichu went home with his camera and computer without saying hello to his roommate that day. He has a bad habit of running home whenever he has something on his mind, and it is probably in its late stage.

That night, Yu Lichu’s computer was turned on all night, and the same clip was played over and over again in it—that was a short clip from the last video he shot during the day, and he used that clip as a PR made a simple process and adjusted it to slow motion.

Under the high-definition lens, raindrops hit the black umbrella cloth in groups of twos and threes, but they did not form a whole stream flowing down the umbrella cloth, but absorbed one by one.New raindrops fall and bounce, reflecting small, shattered light.Under the edge of the umbrella, a section of Baisheng's neck and a small piece of tough jawline are exposed. With the slow motion of the umbrella's back tilting, a complete face behind the umbrella is gradually exposed from the chin up—this is a Zhang has a face that can make people fall in love at first sight at any time, even Yu Lichu is not exempt, all the timing is just right, he can't deny that at that moment, his heart is damned for the other party.

The person in the picture looked straight into the camera, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, Yu Lichu looked at him through the screen, and somehow compromised.

He just hugged his feet and curled up in the soft chair in front of the table, the bluetooth speaker was played in a loop all night, the low and hoarse female voice on the pale piano and the continuous sound of rain outside hit Yu Lichu's heart one after another superior.

Clevertrick.

He suddenly resigned himself to his fate. After realizing this, he got up and raised his hand to encrypt and rename the document. After doing all this, he finally leaned his head back on the soft chair and closed the document. eyes.

——Romantic.

This is the romanticism that belongs only to Lichu.