sequel

When Wang Jingchen returned home, he pressed "Pata" to turn on the light, and the warm light created an illusion of warmth.His body was still cold, he breathed in the cold air in the room with his nose, his hands were still warm, and he walked towards the microwave with the oyster cakes in his hands.

His home is very messy, there are pillows and quilts on the sofa, a notebook on the coffee table, a stack of A4 papers under it, pens of various colors in the pen holder, and bags of coffee and bread bags in the wastebasket besides paper balls. .It can be seen that this person uses the sofa as a bedroom and the coffee table as a study.

Wang Jingchen was humming a song, muttering some lyrics, which should be the draft of a song he was going to write this time.He turned a blind eye to the mess in the living room, stepped on the garbage overflowing the wastebasket very leisurely, and walked to the bathroom.

As soon as the door was closed, only the sound of rushing water and the singing of the man inside...

On the phone on the coffee table lay a WeChat message from He Zhijing, asking him and Yang Hui to go to his house to celebrate the New Year this year.

Yang Hui hasn't been home for many years. After all, even if he is kicked out of the house, it's pointless to go back.Wang Jingchen heard from Yang Hui that Yang's mother contacted Yang Hui last year and said that if he changed, he could let him go home, because his father was not in good health and hoped to have a happy marriage.Yang Hui replied very sadly: "I still like men, I can't pretend to be married to a woman."

Yang's mother was crying on the phone, and Yang Hui stood there holding the phone and crying.

Finally, Mother Yang said: "I will persuade your father, you must be well outside."

How many mothers in the world don't care about their children wholeheartedly?

Wang Jingchen knew that Yang Hui hadn't really been very happy these years. Although he always laughed with a good temper and sometimes exploded, his father didn't accept him.

The four people got together to celebrate the New Year at the beginning. They used to squeeze into that rented room, surrounded by a hot pot, pour cheap hot pot ingredients into the soup pot, add some salt and monosodium glutamate seasoning, each person had a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and ate them. Talking and laughing happily.Later, the business started, and I had more money in my hands, and I bought a house. It took only two or three years. How could I, as the only family member, invite the three of them to celebrate the New Year every year.

He Ze is missing this year.

Wang Jingchen came out barefoot with only a bath towel around his waist.The warm yellow light poured over his white and firm upper body, making him see a circle of golden light.The first thing he did was to check his phone to see if there was a work report.As soon as he saw the message, he called Yang Hui first, because he didn't plan to go to He Zhijing's house to bother him this year. He wanted to spend the new year alone at Zhuang Yufan's house, and then completely told his past self and Zhuang Yufan. individual.

After seven years, he thought, it was time to start living again.

Seven years is not a long or short unit of life.Some people say the seven-year itch, because seven years will grind the love and enthusiasm of two people who live together into powder, sprinkle it into the endless river of time, melt away, and leave nothing; Emotions are broken and contaminated with impurities in life one by one.

All the feelings are no longer pure, mixed with complex interpersonal relationships, complicated economic interests, bad luck, and relationship entanglements from the other family.

None of these existed between Wang Jingchen and Zhuang Yufan, because their contact had been blank for the past seven years.If there is any connection, it is probably because Zhuang Caiguo and Zhuang Manxue witnessed the relationship between the two during the years of companionship.

The rest are all Wang Jingchen's thoughts.

Wang Jingchen felt that he was very heartless, because Zhuang Caiguo was so selfless and righteous, he took care of him for so many years, and he even had a video with him a few years ago, and never went on that QQ again.

Later, when everyone in China used WeChat, he stopped using QQ.

He still remembered that Zhuang Caiguo told him that what happened to the two of them was due to their personalities.As Zhuang Yufan's father, he wouldn't unilaterally blame anyone for his faults. He could only say that the relationship between the two young people had to be sorted out by himself, and he decided to act after he decided on his ideas.He doesn't wish what happened to one of the parties, and he doesn't intervene and doesn't intervene.

Wang Jingchen originally wanted to ask about Zhuang Yufan's situation, but after hearing what Zhuang Caiguo said, he gave up the idea of ​​asking.

Zhuang Caiguo made it very clear that Zhuang Yufan would look for him if he wanted to.

Since then, Wang Jingchen has lost contact with the Zhuang family and his son.

From now on, mountains and rivers will never meet each other, and we will not ask about the strengths and weaknesses of the old people.

Wang Jingchen wiped the water off his face, changed into a set of clothes that looked energetic and casual, packed a few pieces of microwave oyster cakes, and drove to Zhuang Yufan's house.

He thought it was time to say goodbye.

In the new year, he wants to find someone, have a good relationship, forget about Zhuang Yufan, and erase his past feelings.

He made this decision almost calmly. He had never thought about what life would be like after he and Zhuang Yufan separated, because there was no hope for anything anymore: his only relative passed away; the person he loved the most didn't understand him Also left him; Aunt Man who was loved and respected since she was a child is also gradually alienated; because of the busy running around, she has less and less contact with her friends... The old people have left, and the new people have not been added.His world is empty and desolate, only one person trekking and shouting...

It felt like walking dead—perhaps an exaggeration, but walking dead is also a state of being alive, the lowest level of numbness.In the past, all his assumptions and plans had always been based on the premise of "two people", but now he was left with only one of the two, so when he made a clear and clear decision, his heart felt as if something had been knocked open.

It was a shell on my heart, and finally, it cracked.

From the dense tingling pain to the piercing pain that penetrated into the bone marrow, Wang Jingchen was obsessed with this pain feeling for a while, as if only in this way could he deeply feel that his heart was still beating vigorously.

Parking at Zhuang Yufan's house was inconvenient, because the alley was narrow and twisted, making it impossible to get in and out.His car was as big as a tank, and he was really wronged by the alley with such a small caliber, so he stopped within the white line on the side of the road.Lock the car and walk over.

The keyhole was rusted and it took a few turns to get it right.

Wang Jingchen turned his back to the wind, and the wind lifted his collar and slapped it on the back of his neck.He breathed mist, shivered, quickly opened the door, pushed hard, the rusty door made a sharp sound, opened a crack, and he dodged in.

It's dark and steep inside, but the structure remains the same, and he won't bump into anything when he walks with his eyes closed.At first, he thought that he had lost all emotions after not coming for so many years, but he didn't expect that when he came to the door again, he felt a little sad.

Here, it's like a highly skilled copper engraver carefully carved the appearance in his memory with a knife, which made him feel deeply and unconsciously.

Wang Jingchen sucked his sore nose, walked across the yard, and pushed open the door of the house.

Before the flashlight of the mobile phone could be turned on, his mouth was covered by a palm, and a strange voice warned behind him: "Don't move."

The stranger's pronunciation was not standard, and his Mandarin was very awkward. Wang Jingchen felt that something was being pushed against his back, which should be a weapon or something.

He felt that he was a bit unlucky, and it was only the beginning of the new year, so why did he encounter robbers?

Wang Jingchen was still thinking about what to do, when he heard a "huh" from the person behind him.He had learned the technique of grappling, and was just about to perform it. Suddenly, there was a series of light footsteps outside, the sound of leather shoes stepping on bricks and stones. For some reason, the slow and orderly sound of footsteps suddenly lifted his soul. , he felt that his breathing became more and more rapid, and his heartbeat became faster and stronger, as if the person who came echoed his soul and directed his heartbeat. This feeling was familiar and strange.

This was the feeling Zhuang Yufan gave him.

Wang Jingchen heard the person behind him speak a string of English quickly, with a puzzled tone.Immediately afterwards, the man outside walked in, and the light in front of him was on. He closed his eyes and reflexively avoided the dazzling light, only to feel that the hands that bound him were suddenly released, and Wang Jingchen frowned and opened his eyes——

There are two men in front of me, one is younger and is a foreigner, with curly hair and beautiful blue eyes; the other one he can't take his eyes off at a glance, his soul is floating beside that man, his body is fixed in in place.

The other was none other than Zhuang Yufan.

Zhuang Yufan's hair was not messed up, and he leaned back properly, revealing his beautiful and delicate forehead and eyebrows.It's hard for the strong wind outside to pick up his hair.If it weren't for his expression showing a little shock, his whole demeanor would look rigorous and cold.He was still carrying two big bags of things. The foreigner chattered to him. He spoke so fast that Wang Jingchen didn't understand a single word. With Wang Jingchen.

Zhuang Yufan didn't answer the man, but patted him on the shoulder, and said something to him, Wang Jingchen saw the foreign boy looked at him with warning and unwilling eyes, and went to pick up the things in Zhuang Yufan's hand.

The black woolen coat was open, and inside was a black and white suit. From the tie to the belt buckle, everything was rigorous and appropriate. This layered effect made Zhuang Yufan not only cold, but also extraordinarily handsome.

He looks really nice today.I haven't seen him in seven years, and he is more handsome and handsome than before.Wang Jingchen searched his brains and couldn't think of a special sentence to praise Zhuang Yufan, so he came to a concise conclusion in his heart: "It's so fucking beautiful."

Zhuang Yufan took off his wool coat and hung it casually on his arm, frowning slightly, he spoke first, "Why are you here?"

He still can't speak, and his teeth itch with anger when he opens his mouth.Wang Jingchen scolded in his heart, seeing the foreign boy staring at him, no matter how he looked at the situation, he broke into the world of two people, Wang Jingchen was still holding a bag of warm oyster cakes in his hand, he felt stupid Thoroughly.On such a snowy night, I specially drove to the house where I lived before to pay tribute to the lost lover of the lost time, intending to say goodbye completely, so hypocritical, I actually met the lost lover and his current lover.

Of course he wouldn't say that to Zhuang Yufan, he shrugged, put the sea oyster cake behind his back, made a cool and indifferent smile, and said, "No, I just passed by, come in and take a look. I didn't expect you to come back... ...Don't bother the two of you, I'll go back right away." Then, he nodded to Zhuang Yufan, turned and left.

After turning around for a few steps, he reminded himself as he walked, that his steps should be steady and not messy.Finally, Wang Jingchen walked in the dark yard, and he started to walk quickly; when he reached the gate, he thought to himself: "You fucking keep me, call me!"

Before Zhuang Yufan in the room could say the phrase "Wait, I'll see you off", he saw Wang Jingchen coming and going freely like a gust of wind.He sighed inwardly.

Please don't frown, I don't like it.Wang Jingchen sat in the car, buried his face in his palms, and when his palms became hot, warm liquid gushed out from his eyes.

He reversed the car in a hurry, but he bumped into a utility pole and rubbed against the wall. He fled in a panic.

In front, there is endless night and sadness; behind, there is a world of two people with bright lights.