hurt spring

Drive in the direction of the stone road.There are more street lights, and there are more people and cars on the road. Trees, cars, and people's reflections are mixed together, and the ground is full of dark and four-faced monsters.

Jiejie put the paper bag on Di Qiu's lap.

"For you," she said.

"My birthday is early." Di Qiu said, "Didn't I buy it for your own use?"

"Suddenly I don't want it anymore." Jiejie smiled and leaned on Di Qiu's shoulder.

Di Qiu didn't move, didn't make a sound, turned his head slightly and looked out the car window.The monsters on the ground moved erratically, some followed their car, some followed other cars, some appeared aimlessly, and then disappeared.

Jiejie came to hold Di Qiu's hand, and after passing an intersection, Di Qiu patted the back of Jiejie's hand.

When Jiejie talked to him, her voice was right next to his ears, very crisp and soft.

"Do you think it's hard to be loved?"

Without waiting for Di Qiu to answer, she said, "You should not have such troubles."

Di Qiu looked at her, Jiejie let go of his hand and separated from him.

"It must be very hard for anyone to fall in love with you."

Di Qiu smiled, smelled his hand and said, "I'm not bitter, why don't you smell it?"

Jiejie smiled, gently, and then she fell silent. After a break, she said: "People... how to love..."

She looked out at the world, snuggled up against the car door, and fell asleep.

When they reached the gate of Guangji, Di Qiu couldn't wake her up no matter how much he shouted.He had no choice but to call Yan Ning out.When Yan Ning arrived, the two carried Jie Jie out of the car, and Di Qiu handed the scarf Jie Jie bought to Yan Ning: "She bought it."

Yan Ning took the bag and asked him, "How did you meet?"

Di Qiu said exactly what he said.Yan Ning asked again: "You originally wanted to come and look for me?"

"That's right." Di Qiu said, he looked at the drowsy Jiejie with eyes closed, "Is she still in the hospital?"

"That's right, 702, the old room." Yan Ning said.

Di Qiu asked, "Auntie Liu is also taking care of her?"

"Yes."

Di Qiu fell silent, and Yan Ning helped Jie Jie into the guard room. He turned to leave, but Yan Ning chased him out and asked him, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

Di Qiu stopped, lowered his head, raised his head again, looked at Yan Ning: "What did you have for dinner?"

"Are there any patients today? What kind of people are they?"

"Yan Ning, tell me about you."

Yan Ning gave herself two days off, got off work on Thursday, and drove Di Qiu straight to the hot spring club.It was Mr. Fan who received them. Mr. Fan also came to the guild hall to recuperate this weekend, and arranged a luxurious suite for them, far away from the main building of the guild hall, located in a Japanese-style courtyard.There are four suites in this small courtyard, each with its own open-air hot spring pool.

Mr. Fan lives next door to them.

Yan Ning and Di Qiu arrived at the room and put down their luggage. It was getting late, and the crooked moon was hanging swaying on the treetops. There was a click in the small open-air courtyard outside the room, and Di Qiu was startled and gasped. He took a breath and glanced at Yan Ning.

Yan Ning took out the change of clothes and hung them in the closet, he couldn't help laughing at Di Qiu: "You, Feng Shui master, are too timid, aren't you?"

Di Qiu walked across the tatami, stood on the corridor and looked into the courtyard.The small courtyard is surrounded by high bamboo fences, paved with cobblestones, stone towers, and planted with maple and plum trees. In this season, the plum trees shrink, and only a few leaves hang lonely on the branches, and the maple trees are red It is gratifying, and the pieces are piled up to build higher.The open-air hot spring pool is surrounded by these maple trees.There is another landscape pool next to the pool, and it was the startled deer beside the landscape pool that made the sound just now, and the startled deer knocked again at this time.Di Qiu said, "Feng Shui has nothing to do with courage, right?" He turned around and asked Yan Ning, "Did you say there is a Chinese-style hot spring?"

Yan Ning was already lying on his back on the tatami mat, his hands and feet were spread out in large characters, and he didn't move.He lazily replied: "Yes, it's a bathroom." (Bathroom.)

Di Qiu laughed, walked back in, found the TV remote control, and turned on the TV.

Yan Ning asked him, "Aren't you going to take a dip?"

Di Qiu took off his coat and looked back and forth: "Do you think you can watch TV there?"

"TV Kids!"

"Who doesn't like watching TV?"

Yan Ning smiled softly, Di Qiu also shook off his socks, stepped on the quilt, and turned his left and right feet alternately.Yan Ning touched his feet.He asked Di Qiu: "Two quilts, which one do you sleep in?"

Di Qiu didn't make a sound, his feet felt itchy, he looked down, and saw that Yan Ning's hand had been inserted into his trouser leg.He was still lying with his eyes closed, his face expressionless.

Di Qiu looked at him and turned up the volume of the TV.

Yan Ning's hand caressed his calf, scratching and scratching from time to time, in various ways, sometimes light and sometimes heavy.Di Qiu looked at him, he sighed, turned over, lay on his side, and embraced Di Qiu's feet into a small circle formed by his other hand.Di Qiu curled his toes and took a deep breath, but at this moment Yan Ning rolled over and got up from the ground, yawning and walking outside.Di Qiu hurriedly called to him: "What are you doing?"

"Soak in the hot spring." Yan Ning looked back at him with a puzzled expression, "Aren't you going to take a bath?"

He smiled at Di Qiu with a sly smile.Di Qiu said, "No, I want to masturbate."

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Yan Ning choked on saliva, coughed and looked at Di Qiu.Di Qiu did what he said, took off his pants, sat down on the pillow, unzipped his pants, and put his hand into his underwear.Yan Ning was still coughing, he couldn't laugh or cry, Di Qiu made a strange face at him, grabbed the jacket he took off earlier, took out the cigarette and lighter, lit a cigarette, took off his pants while biting the cigarette, and took off his clothes naked Sitting on the quilt with her buttocks, she spread her legs and held her penis.It's still a little soft, but it's already showing a tendency to germinate. It seems to be waiting for someone's hand to comfort it. As soon as Di Qiu grabbed it, it raised its head and chest, and straightened its body.

Di Qiu ate a cigarette, and rubbed the eager sex organ up and down.

He felt that he was swollen and firm in his hand, and some sticky liquid flowed out from the top, his fingers were wet, and some water sounded in the room.Pat-pat-pat, as if someone is stepping on a pond, the frequency is not high, and the steps are very large.Di Qiu groaned, shaved the turtle's head, bent his knees, and opened his legs. With one hand propped on the sheet, he raised his head in the smoke, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

Yan Ning stretched out his hand, took the cigarette from his mouth, and put it in an ashtray on a low table.He pulled a chair and sat in front of Di Qiu.Di Qiu half raised his eyes to look at him, and Yan Ning also looked at him.He licked the corner of his mouth and stepped on Di Qiu's thigh.

Di Qiu couldn't help but spread his legs further apart, he spit into his hand and spread it on the stem.Yan Ning looked at him, her heels passed over his scrotum, and she stepped on his wet and slippery penis and swayed lightly.Di Qiu hummed softly and raised his neck, his body stretched even further, he narrowed his eyes to look at Yan Ning.

The lights in the room were all on, but the light was yellow, dim, and very dim.Yan Ning's shadow was cast on the wall behind him, with a strange shape, like a standing person.

Di Qiu tightened his hands and said softly, "The wall seems to be..."

"What?" Yan Ning looked back.

"It seems that there is one more person watching us...it's weird." Di Qiu said.He closed his legs, lay down, and moved his fingers towards Yan Ning.Yan Ning handed him the cigarette again.After Di Qiu took a puff of cigarette, Yan Ning took off his pants, and he sat on the chair, facing Di Qiu.He also held his own penis.He masturbated in front of Di Qiu.

Di Qiu leaned up to look at him, Yan Ning also stared at him, looking at each other, both hands were soothing themselves, both erected, Di Qiu's arm collapsed, he lay back, closed Masturbate with eyes closed.

The sound of stepping on the pond became louder and louder, and for some reason, it stopped abruptly. Di Qiu opened his eyes, and Yan Ning was close in front of him. He hugged him and came to kiss him.

Di Qiu's eyes slanted, the shadow on the wall didn't move, didn't change, it still looked like a standing person.

Di Qiu said, "It seems like someone is peeping..."

"Hahaha, how is it possible? Do you have too many WeChat Moments?" Yan Ning said. He kissed Di Qiu and asked softly, "Are you afraid that others will peep at you?"

He touched Di Qiu's crotch, and his fingers went to his back acupuncture point.Di Qiu trembled, and Yan Ning spoke more quietly: "Or do you get excited when you think of being watched?"

Di Qiu reached out to touch the switch on the wall, and he turned off the lights. It was suddenly dark before his eyes, but after a short rest, he got used to it and could see Yan Ning again.His silhouette was carved in the cold night, and his eyes were bright.

A chilly wind blew in the courtyard, Yan Ning rolled up the quilt, wrapped him and Di Qiu, hugged him tightly and pushed in.Di Qiu bit his shoulders, wrapped his waist and rubbed back and forth on the quilt, Yan Ning picked him up, and they made love with the quilt wrapped around them, they were covered in sweat immediately, Di Qiu poked his head out to breathe Yan Ning pushed him in again, grabbed his hair and pushed him back to the ground.He pushed hard and fast, Di Qiu couldn't take it anymore and shouted, Yan Ning reminded him in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid of someone eavesdropping?"

Di Qiu was shocked, Yan Ning suddenly lifted the quilt, pulled it out, pulled Di Qiu to stand up, pressed him against the wall and pulled his legs to push forward again, Di Qiu had to lower his waist, lift up Ass to cooperate.Yan Ning said, "It seems that I'm really more excited."

"Wetter than before."

Yan Ning patted Di Qiu's butt, very loudly, Di Qiu hurriedly grabbed his hand, Yan Ning laughed softly, he moved close to Di Qiu, touched his penis, and held it in his hand.Di Qiu's front was already hard, on the verge of ejaculation, as soon as Yan Ning rubbed it, he ejaculated.Di Qiu's legs softened for a moment, and he fell down. Yan Ning caught him, and both of them knelt on the ground. Yan Ning wiped Di Qiu's semen back on his penis, grabbed it, and continued to rub it .His fingers are nimble, and he kisses Di Qiu's hair, licks his ears, and gently bites his neck. Every touch makes Di Qiu unstoppable, he can't help trembling, can't help shaking, can't help Live with an open body asking for more.His face was sweating, his penis was sticky, and his butt was sticky too. After Yan Ning ejaculated once, she turned him over, rubbed his thighs and kissed him. Di Qiu sat up, and Yan Ning took advantage of the situation His cock was in his mouth.

Di Qiu got erect immediately, and within a few strokes he wanted to cum, Yan Ning's mouth was too warm, his tongue was dexterous and soft, Di Qiu raised his neck, his eyes were blank, and his head was blank.

He shot in Yan Ning's mouth, Yan Ning came to kiss him, Di Qiu opened his mouth, he ate something weird, he didn't care, he just opened his mouth.He likes kissing, enjoying hugging, immersed in lust, at the mercy of desire, he feels comfortable, free, and wants nothing else.

That night, he and Yan Ning didn't go to the hot springs, and they fell asleep when the sky was about to dawn.Di Qiu woke up after a while. After getting up, he stared at the opposite wall and lay down on it to listen.He slipped out the door and went to the next room where Mr. Fan lived.

There is also a suite next door, but it is bigger, with a living room, a kitchen, and a small meditation hall besides the bedroom. Di Qiu guessed that this meditation room is separated from their room by a wall.

There was no one in the room, and the meditation hall was even more quiet. Di Qiu went to the meditation hall and looked around. In the meditation hall, a golden statue of Buddha was invited, and a green vase was placed beside it. There were flowers in the vase. There was a golden statue in front of the Buddha statue. A futon, a long rosary, in trays, hung on a wooden stand.There is also a bookshelf for scriptures and a desk with pens, inks, papers and inkstones in the meditation hall.There is a Buddhist scripture spread out on the table, and there are two sheets of rice paper on it. It seems that someone is copying the scriptures. When Di Qiu walked over, he saw two words: The Buddha said...

The door opened.

Di Qiu looked out, and it was Boss Duan who came in. Today he is dressed casually, he looks younger, but his hair is still well-groomed.After he came in, he first boiled water with an electric kettle, and set a set of Kung Fu tea sets on the tea table.Then he walked into the meditation hall.

Boss Duan went straight to the golden statue of Buddha, picked up the vase beside the golden statue and went to the kitchen to change the water.

In the wall behind the vase, a hole was exposed.

Di Qiu moved closer to the hole and looked in.He saw Yan Ning fast asleep on the tatami.

Di Qiu sat down on the ground, he raised his head abruptly, and saw the shining golden Buddha in mudra with one hand, with loving eyes and a modest smile.

Di Qiu ran into the courtyard, climbed over the bamboo fence and returned to the courtyard of the suite where he and Yan Ning lived, crawled into the house, looked left and right, thought for a long time, leaned against Yan Ning and closed it eyes.

Yan Ning slept until dark, but Di Qiu just lay down for a day with his eyes closed. When it got dark, he jumped up, moved the chair to the wall, sat on the chair, and looked at Yan Ning. Said, "I've discovered that I'm a bit allergic to hot springs."

Yan Ning just woke up, and looked at Di Qiu in a sleepy way: "Ah? Where? Let me see..."

"Hey, don't, don't." Di Qiu hugged his arms tightly, "It's contagious. I guess the last person who came to soak had Athlete's foot, dermatitis, and eczema!"

Yan Ning rubbed her eyes: "Tell me, what do you want to do this time?"

"Let's go back."

Yan Ning said, "Did you see a ghost?" He pondered: "This plot is a bit familiar, a ghost in a Japanese-style hot spring hotel..."

Di Qiu lowered his voice and said, "Do you think someone will actually spy on us?"

Yan Ning stood up and said, "Then I guess this tape can fetch a good price."

"I am serious."

"I'm serious too."

"I'm serious."

"Really." Yan Ning looked at Di Qiu and sighed, "How can you trust me and you?"

Di Qiu was dumb, and wanted to speak, but his lips moved, but he stopped talking.His stomach growled.

Yan Ning smiled, walked to the bathroom, and said, "Call for room service?"

Di Qiu asked loudly: "Are you really not going back?"

Yan Ning entered the bathroom, and replied loudly: "It will take a long time to drive back, otherwise we can change the room?"

Di Qiu stopped ringing, picked up the room service menu and read it.After Yan Ning finished drinking his mouth and wiping his face, he came out and asked Di Qiu, "Are you still driving?"

"I won't." Di Qiu said.

Yan Ning sat next to him and said, "It's rare for me to take a vacation, so let me rest, Boss Di."

Di Qiu scratched his nose, lowered his head, turned over a page of the menu, and said softly, "I'm sorry..."

Yan Ning smiled: "What are you apologizing for?"

Di Qiu said, "I don't know how to drive..."

"I have a friend's father who teaches driving in the driving school. He can join the class at any time. Are you interested?"

Di Qiu said, "Does the driving school have night classes?"

Yan Ning laughed, patted Di Qiu, leaned over to kiss him, but Di Qiu avoided him, and suddenly asked him: "Mr. Fan is here alone for vacation?"

"The elderly can wear whatever they want (think openly)."

"His family..."

"Isn't it good to be alone." Yan Ning said, looking at the menu, "Or ordering a meal or noodles?"

Di Qiu also asked: "Is he married? Does he have children?"

Yan Ning looked up at him: "Why are you so interested in him all of a sudden?"

Di Qiu laughed, and changed the subject: "You said last time that you haven't been home for several months, why don't you go see your parents tomorrow?"

Yan Ning frowned, and said with a wry smile: "You still don't understand me, don't know too much about me."

Di Qiu said: "Two people together...is it right?"

"You learned it by watching marriage TV dramas at home all day, right?" Yan Ning sighed, "You don't learn anything good either."

He smiled: "Marriage depends on understanding, understanding, love is not."

He didn't go on talking, and Di Qiu didn't make any noise. They went through the menu together, and looked at it one by one. In the end, Di Qiu ordered a big bowl of wontons, and Yan Ning ate beef noodles.

They watched TV while eating. After eating, they continued to sit and watch, and then lay down and watched together.No one changed the channel, a German movie saw Yan Ning fall asleep from dinner, he woke up near the end of the movie, and shook Di Qiu's hand.Di Qiu was still staring at the TV intently, the movie finally ended, and the name of the movie popped up.

The Merchant of Four Seasons.

"Go to sleep." Yan Ning patted Di Qiu and said.

He turned off the light and fell asleep.

Di Qiu sat for a rest in the dark, took the room card and went out.

He had nowhere to go, so he went around and came to the main building of the guild hall.It was late at night, half of the lights in the hall were turned off, and it looked a little dark. Outside the French windows behind some sofa seats, many decorative bulbs wrapped around trees glowing purple and green were still on.It is brighter outside than inside.

Di Qiu sat down on a corner of the sofa, turned sideways, and opened his jaw aimlessly.Vaguely, he seemed to see a small mound. He stood up, stood on tiptoe, looked around, and walked out.

There was a bench outside the guild hall, and Di Qiu stood on the bench, looking up towards the mound.

"What are you looking at?"

Asked in a voice, Di Qiu hurriedly jumped off the chair, turned to look for the speaker, saw the person, and greeted him with a smile: "It's Boss Duan."

Duan Xiaoyi was wearing the daytime clothes. Although it was late, he was still very energetic, his eyes were bright, and there was no trace of burnout or exhaustion.He looked at Di Qiu with a gentle expression.Embarrassed for no reason, Di Qiu stretched his sleeves and lowered his head to wipe the stool, saying, "Stepping on a stool is not considered vandalism, is it?"

Duan Xiaoyi smiled and sat on the stool.Di Qiu sat on the other side, put his hands in his pockets, cleared his throat, and asked, "You haven't slept so late... Insomnia?"

"Are you insomnia?"

Di Qiu laughed: "I haven't been able to sleep at night."

"Oh, nocturnal animals, watch your body."

Di Qiu smiled: "You too?"

Duan Xiaoyi crossed one leg over the other, swept his trousers with his right hand, and said, "I'm going to Pudong, I've already slept, got up, and waited for the car to pick me up."

"Going to a show?"

"Ah."

"Oh."

After a pause, Di Qiu asked again: "Where are you going to perform?"

"go to Hong Kong."

"Oh."

After a break, Di Qiu said, "That's pretty far away."

Duan Xiaoyi didn't respond, Di Qiu yawned, patted his mouth, and let out a humming sound.Duan Xiaoyi smiled, Di Qiu looked at him, smiled, and asked, "Mr. Fan often lives here?"

Hearing this question, Duan Xiaoyi couldn't hide his surprise: "He is the boss here, don't you know?"

"Ah? Ah..." Di Qiu's eyebrows twitched, he lowered his head and coughed, "No wonder you arranged such a high-end suite for us!"

"Is the room satisfactory?"

"Satisfactory, that is..."

"Ok?"

"It just seems that privacy is not very strong." Di Qiu said, staring at the ground with his eyes half down.

"You mean an open-air hot spring?" Duan Xiaoyi said with a smile in his voice, "Is someone peeping at you? No way? This week, only your room and Mr. Fan's room are occupied among the four rooms."

Di Qiu kicked the ground and said, "Mr. Fan didn't bring his family along..."

Duan Xiaoyi was silent, Di Qiu sneaked a glance at him, Duan Xiaoyi was looking into the distance, his hands were on his lap, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he had this faint smile all the time.

A car drove over from far to near.

"My car has arrived." Duan Xiaoyi said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Ning came out from the hall, and waved when he saw Di Qiu: "You came here!"

He looked at Duan Xiaoyi again: "Hi Boss Duan! This owl didn't bother you, did it?"

The car stopped at the entrance of the hall, and the window on the passenger seat was slowly lowered. A young woman looked listlessly at Di Qiu and Duan Xiaoyi with red eyes, and asked, "Are you a friend? Let's go together?" (Your friend? Do you want to go together?)

Duan Xiaoyi waved his hand, got into the car, lowered the window, waved to Di Qiu and Yan Ning, and said goodbye with a smile: "Goodbye."

Yan Ning also waved, and Di Qiu nodded without making a sound.The car drove away, Yan Ning dragged Di Qiu into the hall, and yelled: "Owl! I dreamed that you ran away, and I woke up with fright!"

After passing the front desk, he embraced Di Qiu and whispered, "Are you going to run away with Duan Xiaoyi?"

Di Qiu jokingly pushed Yan Ning forward, and said as he walked, "Dreams are always reversed!"

"Then will you run away with Tuchun?"

"You haven't seen Tuchun!"

The two laughed out loud at the same time.Back in the room, they lay down together again, Yan Ning hugged Di Qiu and whispered to him.

He asked him, "Is Tuchun tall?"

"Pretty high."

"Taller than me?"

"In high school...he was a little taller than you."

Yan Ning turned pale with shock: "Did you remember wrongly?"

"Will not."

Yan Ning shook his head and murmured, "How did he grow? I'm considered tall in Suzhou. His family must be well-off and eat well. It's because his parents are tall because of genetics."

"His parents are not tall." Di Qiu swallowed, and said, "His mother is very good at cooking."

"You must have eaten it." Yan Ning said, reaching out to touch Di Qiu's lips, "Did all the saliva (saliva) come out?"

Di Qiu got up, turned on a floor lamp, got up and took the room service menu, and got back into Yan Ning's bed, with his feet on his calf, sitting and watching.

"The glutton has come out," Di Qiu said.

Yan Ning put his hand on Di Qiu's lap, still inquiring about Tu Chun: "What is he doing now?"

Di Qiu shook his head: "I don't know."

"Does he have a lot of free time?"

"Ah? What do you mean?" Di Qiu pulled the floor lamp closer, holding the menu and looking at it in the brightest place.

Yan Ning then asked, "Does he like listening to stories?"

"He likes to watch movies."

"Oh, a literary young man." Yan Ning said, "Well, then he doesn't dream of going to Tibet, does he?"

Di Qiu laughed, but remained silent.Yan Ning stretched out his arms, looked at the menu, and said, "Then you should order the chef's salad."

Di Qiu watched him continue to laugh, his eyes narrowed.Yan Ning said, "Have you seen "Chongqing Forest"?"

Di Qiu remained silent, turned over a page of the menu, and nodded.This page of the menu is all Chinese food.

"You watched it with Tuchun?"

Di Qiu hummed a song leisurely and softly.

California dreaming...

He doesn't remember how to sing the next line of lyrics, he just can't remember the general tone.

Yan Ning asked him, "Does he believe in ghosts?"

"Who?" Di Qiu looked at him and blinked.

Yan Ning lay down flat, with his head resting on his arms, looking at the ceiling, and said, "Tuchun."

Di Qiu shrugged and spread his hands: "Who knows."

"Are you tired?"

"Are you sleepy? Go to sleep."

"Don't you want to ask about Ah Han?" Yan Ning said.

Di Qiu closed the menu and looked at Yan Ning.He didn't make a sound for a long time, and neither did Yan Ning.Jinglu knocked down, Di Qiu hugged his knees, and said inexplicably: "Someone asked me, don't you want to know more about you, it seems that I need to know more about you, but you told me again today, That's not the case, love is not such a thing, and now you're asking me if I want to ask about Ah Han, I'm confused and don't understand." Di Qiu stared at Yan Ning closely, his eyebrows twitched Tuan, "Can the word love... be spoken? Why do some people say that it cannot be spoken, but can only be read?"

He asked: "Love, what is it all about?"

Yan Ning turned to look at him: "What do you think?"

Without hesitation, Di Qiu said, "I just don't understand."

Yan Ning said: "I like being with you, do you like being with me?"

"Like it."

"Because you're happy?"

Di Qiu was even more puzzled, unable to speak, frowned in trouble, Yan Ning stroked his forehead, and said with a smile: "Why are you like a child?"

Di Qiu said: "I like you, and you like me too. We were together for a while, and then we separated. Is that what love is all about?"

He tilted his head, turned his face to Yan Ning, and asked him, "Are we going to separate?"

"Is it time for us to part?"

Yan Ning looked at him and said, "We are very happy together."

Di Qiu nodded, and Yan Ning said again: "This is more important when looking for a partner, but not so important when looking for a lover. Di Qiu, do you want to find a lover or a partner?"

"Is there any difference?"

"Every behavior between partners can be explained logically, lover..." Yan Ning smiled lightly, he hugged Di Qiu, kissed his forehead, he seemed to be sighing, "Yeah, what happened to love What's up?"

Di Qiu pressed his head against Yan Ning's chest, and he heard Yan Ning's heartbeat, which was orderly, powerful and regular.He also heard Yan Ning say, "It's okay."

"Go to sleep."

Yan Ning turned off the light, and he hugged Di Qiu to sleep, but Di Qiu still couldn't sleep, so he let Yan Ning hold her.One night passed, and early the next morning, he returned to Suzhou alone.He ran outside all day and spotted several flower shops. As soon as it got dark, he went to one by one and bought every red rose in every shop.There were so many roses that he couldn't count how many there were.He took them home, spread them on the floor, on the coffee table, on the sofa, put them in the refrigerator, and filled the balcony.

He went to water them every once in a while, he waited, after eight o'clock, nine o'clock, ten o'clock, he called Yan Ning and asked him: "I'm at home, won't you come back?"

Yan Ning said with a smile: "You disappeared without a word, I thought you really ran away." He also said: "I'm at my parents' house, I haven't been back for a long time, come and see, I'm staying here tonight .”

Di Qiu said: "Wait a minute, is this your WeChat number? I'll add you, and I'll send you something to read."

"Do you know which WiFi is my home? Do you know the password?"

Di Qiu was taken aback, and Yan Ning said, "Let me send you a text message. The WeChat ID is this phone number."

Yan Ning hung up the phone and sent a text message after a while. Di Qiu connected to the Internet according to the instructions above, downloaded WeChat, and after a lot of tinkering, took a photo of his family and sent it to Yan Ning.

The other party has read it.

Yan Ning replied: Did you really buy it?

The other party is typing.

You don't wait until my birthday to send it?

The other party is typing.

A belly laughing bunny jumped out on the screen.

For a moment, Di Qiu didn't know what to say, he sat on the sofa holding his mobile phone.He called up the emoticons that came with the system, and there were many emoticons to choose from, such as crying, laughing, dumbfounding, loving, hating, and both.It seems that each of them can be used, and it seems that each of them is useless.

Di Qiu lay on the sofa, he closed his eyes, rolled to the side, and rolled to the ground, his cheeks were tingling.He touched it, and he was scratched by a thorn on a rose branch.

Later, Yan Ning sent a WeChat message.

Thank you, you are right, it is always a pleasure to receive flowers.

Di Qiu put the phone aside, he picked up a rose and put it on his body, he touched the petals, and groped down carefully, he touched a little sharp thorn.Di Qiu withdrew his hand, pulled off a petal, put it on his mouth, and pushed it into his mouth.The roses were bitter, so he chewed, swallowed, sat up, glanced around, picked up a pile of roses, and threw them into the trash can.He cleaned up all the flowers on the balcony, on the coffee table, in the kitchen, and in the hallway, and they couldn't fit in the trash can, so they piled them against the wall.The roses in the refrigerator have been stained with many other smells, and it feels cold (cold) to the touch, and Di Qiu cleaned them all out.

He closed the refrigerator door and stared at a note attached to a magnet.

Yan Ning wrote to him, with the title: Dear Comrade Di Qiu.

Di Qiu gasped, touched his wrist, and walked to the door.

He opened the door.

He came to a bedroom, the room was not big, only a chest of drawers, a bookshelf, a single bed, and a desk.They are all old-fashioned styles and old colors. The chest of drawers is covered with a woven cloth cover, and a piece of glass is pressed on the desk. Below are all yellowed photos, most of which are travel photos of a single person. In some group photos, the unchanging protagonist is a child, teenager, or young man who looks like Yan Ning.

Yan Ning was lying on the single bed against the wall.Di Qiu squeezed beside him and lay down facing him.The curtains showed some blue.Yan Ning breathed lightly, and asked, "Di Qiu, are you there?"

He seemed to be talking in his sleep, vaguely.

He added: "Are you a fake?"

Di Qiu clenched his fists and argued, "Of course I'm real!"

Yan Ning still spoke softly: "If I were Tuchun, would you try to let me see it?"

Di Qiu clasped his hands, remained silent, and stopped looking at him.

"Does Tuchun need to run around for his life?"

"Tuchun...do you have a lot of time?"

"Does he... live in comfort?"

"Di Qiu, I'm sorry, the watch couldn't be fixed for you. I asked many people, but no one can tell what's wrong. How it broke, do you know?"

Yan Ning seemed to be smiling.

"You're like a singer, and I'm just a guest at the Suzhou station of your concert tour."

Di Qiu buried his face in his palms.Later, when he heard that Yan Ning got up, he looked out through his fingers. It was not yet fully dawn, so he also got up. Yan Ning dressed lightly and went out. Di Qiu followed, and he went downstairs , took the car, and Di Qiu got into his car.

The morning radio is playing lazy, hypnotic English songs.

Di Qiu was a little sleepy, but he held back.The car drove back to the community where Yan Ning lived, and drove into the parking lot. Yan Ning got out of the car, and Di Qiu got out of the car. He entered the building, followed by him, and when he got into the elevator, he stood beside him.

They go to the top.

Yan Ning returned home.He saw the roses, he laughed, stooped to touch the petals, and walked away.Di Qiu walked behind him, Yan Ning entered the bathroom, he watched from the door, Yan Ning got drunk, wiped his face, and shaved.His electric shaver stopped and stopped working. Yan Ning smiled, touched his chin, and said to the mirror, "The flowers are quite fragrant..."

Di Qiu blinked and stood against the wall.Yan Ning walked into the bedroom, Di Qiu went into the bathroom, he stared at the razor that didn't work for a while, and Yan Ning's footsteps sounded again.He came out of the bedroom with a watch in his hand.

He went to the table and sat down.

Di Qiu also went over, standing behind Yan Ning and watching.

Yan Ning brushed his handwriting——Dear Comrade Di Qiu, the watch was not repaired for you.Do you know how it's broken?Did it get in the water or did it break?I left my watch on the dining table.

PS If you like biscuits, take them away.

After finishing writing, Yan Ning posted the sticky note on the refrigerator.He opened the kitchen window, took a box of cereal, poured out half a bowl, and ate it dry.

A rose fell to the ground.

Both Yan Ning and Di Qiu looked there.Two of the petals of the rose have turned yellow.

Yan Ning lit a cigarette, looked out the window, ate cigarettes and cereal, spoonful after spoonful.

Di Qiu also lit a cigarette.

It was a particularly quiet morning.