Why are the stars indifferent

The van did not know when it followed, and it was not sure whether he was on the way or followed.

But after turning two or three intersections, the van disappeared from sight.

Overwhelmed?

Cheng Zai frowned, and took another detour, making sure that the van was no longer following him, and then drove Zhan Le and Lin Xiangxiao back.

"Pick up my call tomorrow," Ji Changyun pinched Lin Xiangxiao's face with both hands before getting out of the car, making his face turn red, "Stop making excuses to fool me."

"I didn't fool you," Lin Xiangxiao said inarticulately, "I will answer the phone."

Ji Changyun hesitated to speak for a long time, and finally let go of her hand, reached out and patted Lin Xiangxiao on the shoulder twice, and boarded Cheng Zai's car again.

"What happened just now?" Ji Changyun closed the car door and began to ask, "I made a detour."

"I saw a car following me behind," Cheng Zai said, "followed for a long distance..."

"You're overthinking again." Ji Changyun reached out and took a box of candy from the passenger seat.

"I'm the last one." Cheng Zai clicked impatiently.

"I'll buy you a box some other day," Ji Changyun tore open the package, poured a few into his mouth and put the candy box in his pocket, "Shouldn't your co-driver pack up?"

"What to pack?" Cheng Zai glanced at his co-pilot and thought it was quite pleasing to the eye, "How convenient."

"You find a boyfriend in the future, don't you think it's awkward to let him sit in the back seat?" Ji Changyun took another bun from the co-pilot, "It's great to be in the co-pilot, you can see him when you turn your head."

Cheng Zai didn't say anything, and when Ji Changyun finished eating the bread, he said, "Are you hungry?"

"En." Ji Changyun responded.

Cheng Zai stopped talking, but turned the corner at the next intersection and drove to the small night market.

It was the first time for Lin Xiangxiao to come to Zhan Le's house, and he didn't have any questions about why Zhan Le lived alone and a series of things. He took the change of clothes that Zhan Le handed over and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Zhan Le made the bed and sat on the sofa for a while. After thinking about it, he took out his phone and sent Cheng Zai a message. After all, Cheng Zai felt weird tonight, and he took a long detour when he came back.

-Are you OK?

There was no reply for a while after sending out the message, and Zhan Le's phone vibrated when Lin Xiangxiao came out of the shower.

- I'm full.

There is also a photo at the bottom, with most of the barbecue left on the table.

"Damn," Zhan Le sent a voice message, "You sent us home, so you can go eat barbecue by yourself?"

"Yes," Cheng Zai also replied, "Are you envious?"

Lin Xiangxiao came out wiping his hair and sat next to Zhan Le, touched his phone and replied two messages.

Zhan Le and Cheng Zai sent a few more messages, and after confirming that Cheng Zai's tone was calm, it should be nothing serious, they turned to look at Lin Xiangxiao.

"Don't love me," Lin Xiangxiao said without raising his head, "There is no result."

"Fuck, what a fart," Zhan Le moved aside, "There's a hair dryer in the cabinet over there, do you want to use it?"

"Come on," Lin Xiangxiao took the towel off his head and stroked his hair, "It's almost dry."

"I've made the bed for you," Zhan Le said, "Go to bed if you're sleepy."

Lin Xiangxiao was still replying to the message without blinking his eyes. It took several seconds for his fingers to stop. He looked up at Zhan Le and smiled: "Okay."

Zhan Le stood up and poured a glass of water to bring to the bedroom. After thinking about it, he walked back, looked at Lin Xiangxiao, and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"Huh?" Lin Xiangxiao raised his head suspiciously.

"I feel that you are not in the right state." Zhan Le said, "Your parents are arguing, you..."

"I'm fine. They've been arguing since childhood. I'm used to it." Lin Xiangxiao lowered his head again. After a while, he suddenly said without thinking, "What do you think of me?"

"Huh? It's pretty good," Zhan Le sat back on the sofa, "It's good for me and for my classmates. The teachers and school leaders like you, and you're a fucking god of learning who can get full marks in the exam without thinking." .”

"I still used my brain," Lin Xiangxiao laughed, "otherwise, you guys who failed me in the exam would have a lot of inferiority."

"Damn." Zhan Le hit him.

"I'm fine, really fine," Lin Xiangxiao rubbed his arms, "Don't worry."

It might be inconvenient for Cheng to type while he was eating, and he responded to all the messages Zhan Le sent him by voice. In the end, he sent the good night message before Zhan Le went to bed, and he waited a while before replying good night by voice.

Zhan Le was thinking about Lin Xiangxiao, and subconsciously clicked on the good night voice several times. When he came back to his senses, the good night message from Cheng Zai still came from the phone.

The ending sound dragged by the wind melted into the electric current, and the sudden silence after the end of the speech blocked everything.

Zhan Le looked at the note column above the phone for a while, then suddenly threw the phone on the bed, rolled over under the quilt, and buried his face in the quilt.

Cheng Zai didn't follow Ji Changyun back to Ji's house, he went back to his own home, took out all the toys that had been in the trunk for several days, put them in the utility room and put them in a box, and when he came out again, he couldn't help but I stopped by the window, opened the curtains and looked down, the downstairs was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

The furnishings in the room were still familiar to him, but he could smell something unusual in the air. Cheng Zai frowned and fell on the bed, trying to empty his mind before falling asleep in a daze. .

When Zhan Le woke up, Lin Xiangxiao had already left, and there was a bowl of hot breakfast and a note on the table: I'm leaving first.

There is also a small peach heart drawn at the bottom.

Zhan Le twitched the corners of his mouth, stretched his waist, and opened the curtains.

It is sunny outside which is rare in winter.

After the holiday, I have to go back to busy work and study.

Cheng Zai didn't find anyone following him again, and went to the bar to find Xie Rin. Once or twice, Xie Rin ignored him. Instead, the bassist next to him stared angrily like a blown puffer fish. look at yourself.

"You might as well bring Zhan Le over to meet you." Ji Changyun has accompanied him several times, and now he is sitting on the sofa with a glass of wine and Erlang's legs crossed. "When brothers and sisters meet, they will know everything Is it gone?"

"The purpose is too obvious. What if she is not Zhan Le's relative?" Cheng Zai sat down with a frown, and then turned his head to look at the resident stage. Boy, "How disappointing is that?"

"Is Zhanle made of porcelain? Or is it made of tofu?" Ji Changyun took a sip of his wine, he seemed to be in a bad mood tonight, and spoke with anger, "Are you a little overprotective?"

"I didn't," Cheng Zai looked at Ji Changyun, reached out and pressed his hand that was about to pour another glass, "Are you not going to the company tomorrow? Do you still drink?"

"Oh, stop drinking," Ji Changyun withdrew his hand, stared at the cement floor for a while, then suddenly took out the phone, stared at the screen for a while, not knowing what he wanted to do.

The voice of the male resident singer was a bit smoky, and he sang along with the slow-tune music and melted into the dim light. There was a beam of light on the other side of the stage, falling on top of his head.

"What's wrong with you?" Cheng Zai couldn't help asking.

"Lin Xiangxiao and I," Ji Changyun asked, "how long have we been together?"

"Half term, four months?" Cheng Zai calculated the time.It was almost when he and Zhan Le knew each other that they had been together.

"... Oh," Ji Changyun responded, "Then it's time to break up, too?"

Cheng Zai glanced at him.

"It's been four months, and I really haven't talked to anyone for so long," Ji Changyun leaned on the sofa, narrowing his eyes, "I really haven't talked to anyone like this...Look."

Ji Changyun clicked on a window and threw the phone to Cheng Zai: "Even if I'm a dog, I'm already fucking cooked."

Cheng Zai picked up the phone in silence, and casually flipped through the message records.

Lin Xiangxiao never answered the voice call or video call, and only replied with a punctuation mark.Question marks, periods, or emoticons.

If you scroll up further, there will be conversations, but Lin Xiangxiao's attitude that I'm perfunctory for you has started since the Chinese New Year.

"I told you before that I can't make an appointment with him on weekends. When I chased him, I would go directly to the school gate and wait for someone. But I can't go to the school gate and wait for him forever?" Ji Changyun gently tapped her finger Knocking on the table, these things are quite embarrassing, and they are the dog-licking incidents that he despises the most, but once he opens his mouth, he can't stop, and he has to finish talking to be happy.

"The time he went to stay at Zhanle's house, remember? I called him the next day, but he didn't answer, and finally turned off the phone. When I contacted him, he said that he had gone on a trip and would not come back until school started. "

"Do you think Lin Xiangxiao really likes me?" Ji Changyun frowned, and he took a breath, "This attitude..."

"You have an answer yourself," Cheng Zai returned the phone to him, "Why do you ask me?"

Ji Changyun took the phone and looked at Lin Xiangxiao's profile picture. It was a waning moon, hanging lonely in the sky.

He paused for a long time, his thinking was paralyzed by alcohol, and his fingers became sluggish. Finally, he typed in the dialog box: Let's break up.

Zhan Le’s school starts quite early, and every student’s face is filled with a smile that puts him three catties on every festive season. Zhan Le sits in his seat and waits until the class teacher is almost finished speaking, but Lin Xiang Xiao appeared in the classroom.

After the first class, he called Lin Xiangxiao: "School starts today, didn't you forget?"

"I haven't forgotten," Lin Xiangxiao's voice was hoarse, he cleared his throat vigorously and said the same voice, "I fell asleep."

"Do you have a cold?" Zhan Le asked.

"Well, I'm almost there," Lin Xiangxiao said, "I'll hang up first."

"Fuck!" Chang Ze at the front desk suddenly yelled, and the people in the classroom were startled by him and looked over. He covered his mouth and lay back on the table, talking to Qu Ran in a low voice.

After a while, Chang Dalou still didn't hold back, and after getting Quran's permission, he turned around abruptly, holding Quran's mobile phone in his hand: "I'll show you, Quran has joined a band!"

"So awesome?" Zhan Le took a look at Qu Ran, took the phone, glanced at the photos on the phone, and then his heart suddenly rose to his throat, and his temples hurt suddenly.

"Keyboard player!" Chang Dalou continued to introduce.

"Tonight we have a small performance at Upsurge," Qu Ran leaned over and whispered, "I want to invite you guys to watch it."

"Okay," Zhan Le opened the corner of his mouth, smiled stiffly, and pointed to a girl in the photo and asked, "What's the name of this girl?"

"Huh?" Qu Ran glanced, "Xie Lin."