Weibo forwarded the lottery and won a smart speaker

Bian Zeming slid against the tree trunk and sat in the muddy water, looking at the light spots formed by street lamps, residual leaves and rain and fog, his vision gradually blurred.In a daze, he saw the kind and peaceful smiling faces of his deceased father and mother, with tears dripping from the corners of his eyes, the gap from heaven to hell was nothing more than that.The rain and fog under the street lamp formed a silhouette with light and shadow on Bian Zeming's body, like a magical barrier, detaining him in this embarrassing foreign world, unable to break free or escape.He lowered his head and looked at the ginkgo leaves that had been knocked to the ground in the rain, trampled by people and run over by cars, and he was no different from these dead branches and leaves.A car sped past from far to near, and hit a puddle on the road, which accidentally splashed water all over his body, adding a bit of darkness to his embarrassment. Bian Zeming smiled wryly, and used his hands randomly Wiping the water off his face, he lamented that the leak in the house happened to be raining all night, there is nothing worse than him.

Who would have thought that the car reversed back and stopped in front of him. Bian Zeming opened his tired eyes and straightened his body. This movement made his stomach hurt again, and he couldn't help gasping for cold air and sweating. In an instant, it seeped out from the forehead and back, adding a bit of coldness to himself with the cold rain that fell on his body.He didn't know what he was about to face. After months of staring blankly at him, he thought that what was about to come was another insult. Whether he could survive tonight was unknown, and a few unsound scoldings were nothing in the face of life and death. what.

First, a man in a black suit got off the driver's seat, and then the man trotted over to open the co-pilot's door holding a black umbrella. The door opened, and a pair of crutches came out first. In front of him, Bian Zeming raised his head, carefully trying to see this person clearly, but the heavy rain blurred his vision for a moment, he wiped away the water dripping down his hair with his hands, but he heard that person's voice The voice rang in my ears:

"I'm sorry, you're okay. I'm so sorry that the water splashed on you when you were driving."

His vision became clear, and when he saw the face clearly, he suddenly froze.

The soft light from the street lamp cast a wonderful halo on that expressionless young face. With slightly long hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a pair of vintage mirror frames on the bridge of his nose covered part of the light in his eyes. He was wearing a white sweater that completely covered him, light blue jeans, and a pair of high-top sneakers on his feet. The only thing that ruined the picture were the crutches under his armpits.

Bian Zeming was thinking, if there are gods in this world, then the person in front of him should be, and this person is really pure and good-looking.

"Are you okay?" Seeing that he didn't answer and was staring at himself blankly, the man continued to ask.

Bian Zeming shook his head, wanting to express his own needs, but his self-esteem did not allow him to make any demands on a stranger, this kind of concern from a stranger was already an unexpected joy.His pale lips moved and he made a small voice: "I'm fine, thank you."

The man ignored him and looked at him again. He must have seen how embarrassed he was, so he turned around and told the middle-aged man in a suit standing behind him, "Old Liu, get him into the car."

"Young master, this...our car..." The man shied away, unwilling to contaminate that shiny luxury car in such a dirty state.

The man turned his head and gave the man called Lao Liu a blank look, and walked towards the co-pilot leaning on crutches without waiting for him to say anything.

Old Liu lamented, "Hey, why is this kid angry again?" He opened the door of the car for someone, and then reluctantly got him into the spacious luxury car.

The young man didn't seem to care that he stained the seat cushion in the car, so he threw a pack of tissues to him from the front, and confessed, "Wipe it."

The heater in the car brought Bian Zeming back to life. He took the tissue pack with shaking hands, and for some reason, his nose was sour, and tears trickled down the corners of his eyes. "Thank you……"

"Heh..." The man chuckled, and then asked him, "What's your name?"

"Bian Zeming."

"Oh."

"What about you?" Bian Zeming asked boldly, "What's your name?"

"Gong Xu, my name is Gong Xu." After finishing speaking, Gong Xu turned around and asked, "Tell me about you, why are you still not going home so late in this weather?"

Zhuo Muyang came home from the outside and sat down on the floor. He found that his legs were weak.

"Welcome my master home." The breathing light of "Alei" was on, and the sweet female voice just started. At this moment, a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, and then there was only a "Boom!", and there was another thunder outside. The tranquility of the night was torn apart, Zhuo Muyang was so frightened that he shivered, and then a dense layer of goose bumps appeared on his arms.But at this moment, the voice of "Alei" became strange, intermittently unable to connect a sentence, and even a few harsh electric sounds pierced his eardrum through the high-end stereo, but the next action of automatically closing the curtains did not take place , "Alei"'s breathing light went out.

Zhuo Muyang thought that "Alei" was broken, for a moment he forgot the fear when he first entered the house, stood up scrambling, rushed to the computer desk, slid the mouse, the computer screen turned on, what he was worried about It didn't happen. The writing of "Alei" is still going on. Now the manuscript is like his life. I really don't know what will happen if it is lost.Zhuo Muyang heaved a sigh of relief, slid along the computer table and collapsed into a puddle of mud, the fear before going home struck again.

Except for this thunderstorm, the whole night passed very beautifully.He and Jiang Xu sat in the restaurant for a long time. He chatted with Jiang Xu a lot about things in college, and he asked Jiang Xu worriedly: "Are you particularly concerned about my previous relationship?"

Jiang Xu opened his eyes wide and shook his head, denying, "No, I've never been in a relationship, I'm just curious."

This person is as simple as a blank sheet of paper, and what he utters is convincingly honest. Zhuo Muyang liked it more and more, so he said: "In this case, you will know if you are in love with me." Have you?" Zhuo Muyang continued to seduce him, his words were very explicit, "Don't worry, after I'm with you, I won't miss him anymore, I can give you whatever you want, even if it's The stars and the moon in the sky..." I don't know if it's true or not, the promise is so easy to spit out, turning into the queen's poisonous apple, luring the pure "Snow White" in front of me.

I saw "Snow White" slowly lowered his head and clasped his left hand with his right hand, and showed that stiff embarrassment again. He seemed to really think for a while, then raised his head and said to him: "It's getting late, I have to back home."

After all, he still didn't give him an answer, Zhuo Muyang also felt that he was too impatient, and offered to send Jiang Xu home.Jiang Xu still wanted to refuse, but he forcibly pulled him into a taxi.

Zhuo Muyang initially planned that some beautiful things would happen in Jiang Xu's house as expected, he even prepared his things, which were in his trouser pockets, but he didn't expect that this trip would almost make him run away in embarrassment .

Enough of the gorgeous lights of the South Binjiang River, crossing the bridge from the rich to the ordinary, compared with this prosperity, the old town of Beishan District is lonely, and the feeling of gap is like dancing with the prince in the castle The Cinderella in the song was beaten back to its original shape by the sound of the twelve o'clock bell.The car drove to a road, and a few street lamps gave off weak lights. The air after the rain came in from the open window mixed with a stale moisture. After the intersection, we came to an old community where you could see intricate wires when you looked up.

Zhuo Muyang looked out the window, frowned, and he woke up suddenly from his dream.

—He will almost never forget this place.

"I'm here." Jiang Xu, who sat in the back seat with him, but kept a distance from him, almost didn't speak all the way, until the car stopped at the gate of the community, and then whispered.

When Zhuo Muyang reacted, Jiang Xu had already taken out a handful of odds and ends from his trousers pocket, and was handing it to the taxi driver based on the numbers on the meter.

"I'll come..." Zhuo Muyang said slowly.

Jiang Xu smiled and said: "No, not much, thank you for taking me back, do you want to sit up for a while?"

When Zhuo Muyang got out of the car, his legs were already weak, and he tripped over him.

It has not been demolished here, it has been more than five years.

He always remembers this place, after all, it left him with many good memories.

They still lived in their own dormitories most of the time when they went to school, but since that winter vacation, even though the dormitory conditions provided by the school have improved, he will be arranged here by Jiang Xu every vacation, one is for the convenience of Zhuo Muyang Second, they also want to build a small nest.This is the place where he and Jiang Xu had sex for the first time. Jiang Xu kissed him in the corner of the wall, and pressed him awkwardly on the bed. It took him a long time to get in. He was fine, but Jiang Xu was red all over. Like a boiled prawn.Zhuo Muyang laughed at him, but then he paid a heavy price for this laugh...

This old house always said it was going to be relocated, but it was put on hold because the nail households insisted on not moving. There were very few residents here, and the concealment was strong, so it became the comfort zone for the two of them.Jiang Xu had a car accident that night, and it was on the way home from here... At that time, he was working outside, and he didn't say goodbye to him at home. The only thing he thought about was the message on WeChat.

"You, where does your family live?" Zhuo Muyang asked Jiang Xu stutteringly, trying to keep calm, not wanting him to see anything.

Jiang Xu nodded and said, "Yes, the rent is cheaper here. Hey? Why do you look so bad?"

Zhuo Muyang rubbed his face, making the skin and flesh regain some blood, he said nonsense: "Ah, it's okay, maybe I drank too much." Then he pretended to be calm, and took Jiang Xu's arm to go into the building. By the way: "Which floor do you live on?"

"The third floor, on the left."

Zhuo Muyang stopped and looked at Jiang Xu incredulously, "Which floor is it?"

"The third floor." Jiang Xu looked innocent.

Zhuo Muyang's legs went limp and he almost tripped on the stairs, Jiang Xu helped him up and asked, "Are you really alright?"

"Oh, maybe I really drank too much, or I'll come back another day." Zhuo Muyang made up excuses, wishing to leave the building door for a while.

"I'll see you off." Jiang Xu helped him out.

Zhuo Muyang waved his hands, turned around and stepped on the uneven red brick road, stumbled and fled, looking very embarrassed, he didn't even care that the muddy water on the road splashed his pants.

In the dark corridor, the corner of Jiang Xu's mouth curled carelessly, just at this moment, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, shining in from the corridor, reflecting his face very clearly.

He turned and went upstairs, and used the rusty key to open the old anti-theft door in front of him. When he pressed the switch on the wall, the whole room was instantly illuminated by fluorescent lights.

The room is not big, the walls are white, although no one has lived in it for a long time, it is spotless inside.The bookcase by the window was full of books, and there was an old-fashioned desktop computer on the old desk next to the bookcase. He pressed the case and it took a full minute to start the system.The desktop of the computer was very tidy. He swiped the mouse and clicked on a folder, which contained a lot of documents. He looked at them with a smile and thought: Soon, they will belong to his real owner again.