beloved does not come back

Jiang Tianxiao and Long Ke were sitting by the side of the roadside flower bed.

It was nearly ten o'clock at this time, but in the square not far away, a group of middle-aged and elderly women were still singing and dancing.Cars passed by one after another, and pedestrians hurriedly walked, no one cared about these two silent people.

Long Ke lit a cigarette and smoked it one puff at a time.After finishing smoking, he asked Jiang Tianxiao in a low voice: "I told you everything I should tell you... What do you think?"

Jiang Tianxiao stopped crying a long time ago, but the tears still remained on his face, and the wind was blowing, and it was still icy cold.

"I want to go back," Jiang Tianxiao replied, "There are still some things... I don't understand."

"You still want to go back?" Long Ke asked in surprise, "What are you going back for?"

Jiang Tianxiao shook his head and said nothing.

Long Ke sighed: "In the end, Yu Lang wanted to take you to Qitai, where Chen Bai disappeared... You are such a living person, it is impossible for Yu Lang to knock you out and transport you away. Find a way to trick you, you know something in your own mind."

"I know," Jiang Tianxiao said softly after a pause, "I won't trust him anymore."

Long Ke was silent. After a long time, he asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

"...too many," Jiang Tianxiao felt powerless: "I don't even know what to be afraid of."

"He," Long Ke lit another cigarette, "he lived from 1841 to the present, do you understand what this means? Are you not afraid?"

"...I don't know," Jiang Tianxiao lowered his head, his voice muffled and hoarse: "I'm going to see him."

Two days later, Jiang Tianxiao met Yu Lang.

After parting with Long Ke that night, he didn't go home right away—now Yu Lang's house might not be his home anymore—he was so confused that it was almost blank.He got a room in the hotel and fell on the bed in a daze.

After a sleepless night, Jiang Tianxiao carefully recalled every day and scene with Yu Lang.He was even surprised that he could remember so clearly, Yu Lang's slightly trembling eyelashes when he kissed, the raised butterfly bone on Yu Lang's back, and the curved eyelashes when Yu Lang laughed.

He remembered that before Yu Lang was with him, he said, I don't want our relationship to become so complicated.

It turned out that Yu Lang had more or less confided his sincerity.

It's just that he is too dull, too gullible, and too wishful thinking.He thought Yu Lang meant that he wanted to maintain a pure alliance with him.

Thinking about it now, what Yu Lang meant was that he wanted to maintain a simple relationship with him, cheating and being cheated.

Thinking of this, Jiang Tianxiao almost laughed out loud, for himself.Even now he can still come up with this thought: If——if Yu Lang really just lied to me and didn't stay with me, that would be great.He planned for so long, I deserved to be cheated by him.

But why does Yu Lang want to be with me?The decision is clearly in his hands - why should he be with me?

It seems that no matter what, as long as personal emotions are mixed in, it will become entangled.Jiang Tianxiao wanted to ask Yu Lang, if you lied to me about other things, how could you even lie to me about my feelings for you?If you are not with me, I will also be played around by you?My grandfather will also be tricked to Qitai by you?For a person like me, although I have no skills, no money, and average looks, I am at least [-]% sincere to you.

You know you are using me, why are you with me?

Why?How can you?

When Jiang Tianxiao confessed to Yu Lang and was rejected, he thought he had already tasted the pain, but now he really understands what it feels like.The pain was so extreme that I didn't have the energy to cry, so I could only keep my eyes open quietly.

Like a porcelain jar filled with explosives, the explosives detonated with a "boom", and in an instant, one ten-thousandth of a second, the porcelain jar turned into powder all over the ground.

It's not chips, it's powder.

There is no time to question, no time to complain, no time to cry.

It becomes powder.

After spending the night in a daze, Jiang Tianxiao's cell phone rang in the morning.

The phone has only 9% battery left, it's grandma.

Jiang Tianxiao has been sending money home intermittently, but every time he talks to his grandparents, he is always in a hurry.

"Hi, grandma." Jiang Tianxiao tried his best to keep his voice calm.

"Hey, grandson, what are you doing?"

"I just got up."

"Hey, kid," the grandma smiled, "What time is it, did you just wake up?"

"...Well, I slept late last night."

"Oh, grandson, are you tired from work? Grandma told you that the money you remitted to us is enough for us to go into the coffin. Don't be too tired, ah."

In order to explain the origin of the money, Jiang Tianxiao told his grandparents that he was doing business with his teacher.

"Well... Grandma, I know, don't worry."

"Okay, grandma wants to ask you, our family made some crispy fish for the New Year, look, would your teacher want it? I thought they made us a lot of money, and we have to build a good relationship with them, yes no?"

Jiang Tianxiao was silent for two seconds and said, "He doesn't want it."

"Ah? No? Did you ask? We don't have any good things from small households. I paid for this crispy fish to be cooked outside. It tastes good, I think..."

"Grandma," Jiang Tianxiao had no choice but to lie, "The teacher is not in China this month, he has gone abroad... Besides, he is from the south, and he is not used to northern food."

"Hey! Why did you go abroad..."

After finally getting over her grandma, when Jiang Tianxiao hung up the phone, the phone ran out of battery and turned off.

But before he answered the phone, he saw it clearly. There was no WeChat message on the phone, and there was no missed call.

Another day later, when Jiang Tianxiao left the hotel, he realized that he had only drank two bottles of mineral water from the hotel in the past two days.

I didn't feel hungry, or rather, all senses became dull.

Jiang Tianxiao walked for a long time, then took Line 2 to Guangbutun and got out of the station.

He walked into the south gate of Wuhan University and walked towards his and Yu Lang's former home.

Standing at the gate of the South Gate of Wuhan University and looking across Luoyu Road, there is a shop with a little milk tea.Jiang Tianxiao recalled that when Yu Lang first started teaching him spiritual arts, he had badly sent him across the entire Wuhan University to buy some for him at the gate of Huashi.

There is always a long queue at that shop, most of them are Huashi girls who are singing and singing.

Now, there is still a long queue at the door of that little house.

Jiang Tianxiao knew that he probably would never buy milk tea there again.

Staggering to the door, Jiang Tianxiao took a deep breath, took out the key, and opened the door.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yu Lang.

Jiang Tianxiao thought he would not be sad anymore, but when he saw Yu Lang sitting on the sofa with a blank expression, he still felt his chest shrink, as if his heart was squeezed tightly by a big hand.

"...You're back." Yu Lang was obviously taken aback for a moment, quickly stood up and walked a few steps forward, then stopped as if he suddenly remembered something.

Jiang Tianxiao stood there and looked at Yu Lang.

"You..." Yu Lang paused for a while, and said, "Why are you so thin, I'll cook something."

Jiang Tianxiao wanted to say no need, but his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't speak.

He walked into the room silently, watched Yu Lang turn on the kitchen light, turn on the range hood, and take out a few packets of vegetables from the refrigerator.

Jiang Tianxiao was very familiar with this scene. For countless noon and dusk, Yu Lang would cook vegetables and soup with his back to him.

What was he thinking at that time?Is it also for play?

Twenty minutes later, Yu Lang served two bowls of noodles and a plate of fried pork with green peppers.

"Only these, let's eat first." Yu Lang said in a low voice without looking at Jiang Tianxiao.

Jiang Tianxiao walked over, pulled out the chair, and sat opposite Yu Lang.

He didn't expect that he could have dinner with Yu Lang face to face.

It has only been a week since Yu Lang fell into a coma, but the atmosphere between the two has undergone earth-shaking changes. The intimacy at the beginning seems to have been a long time ago.

"Do you know why, do I know how to cook?" Yu Lang stopped his chopsticks and lowered his head slightly.

Jiang Tianxiao remained silent.

"Because I've lived for too long, it's really... so boring." After Yu Lang finished speaking, he smiled miserably.