There is light at the wellhead

Guan Wei came back from the shower and frowned when he smelled smoke when he entered the door.

When He Jingyang heard him enter the door, he just rolled his eyelids, a cigarette burned to the end between his fingers without realizing it.

Guan Wei felt a little uneasy.

He has never seen such a He Jingyang who is indifferent to him.Even in the unknown future, for some reason or another, they will no longer have any relationship with each other, and such indifference is not a possibility, but is this possibility coming sooner?

Thinking of this, Guan Wei's heart felt like being pricked by an awl, it hurt, but more, he was unwilling.

He suddenly didn't want to care about the embarrassment and embarrassment of those bullshit, he just wanted to look at this person clearly, no matter whether he was crying or laughing, he had to let himself know that he had a place in these emotions.

He stood in front of He Jingyang, He Jingyang raised his head, his eyes were red.

"Why are you crying?" Guan Wei was surprised, the feeling of unwillingness disappeared instantly, leaving only distressed.

"Heh." He Jingyang lowered his head again, threw the cigarette butt into the fire, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What's wrong?" Guan Wei's voice softened along with his heart when he saw such a laughing moment.

"Do you think that all the frogs at the bottom of the well should have delusions about going up to the mouth of the well? If there is a frog, he worked desperately, covered with scars, and finally climbed out. When he looked around, it was a wasteland. He should turn around. Jumping back to the bottom of the warm well, or trekking blindly on the wasteland?" He Jingyang didn't answer, just talking to himself.

"This...was written in a book?" It's rare to see He Jingyang being so literary, Guan Wei was a little curious about the book recommended by Li Jie, but after hearing what He Jingyang said, he wanted to beat Li Jie up again—he What book is this recommended?Isn't it said that books are the ladder of human progress?How could his ladder lead to the well for a hot-blooded boy?

"No. There is such a person in the book. He lives hard. No matter what life treats him, he maintains the dignity in his heart and treats life seriously. Even if this kind of dignity is ridiculous and useless in the eyes of others. But, I I can't see the meaning of doing this." He Jingyang lowered his head and eyes, tears dripped onto the stove, and there was a "sizzling" sound, before he could see the smoke, he disappeared, "Some frogs shouldn't yearn for the mouth of the well at all."

Guan Wei suddenly realized that He Jingyang's emotions should not have started from this book or today, but had been showing up in the past week, even from that night in Yunzhou years ago, but he didn't care .

Thinking of this, Guan Wei's heart felt sour and guilty, right beside him, He Jingyang was so sad, he didn't know anything about it.

"Don't cry~" Guan Wei subconsciously reached out to wipe He Jingyang's tears.

"I——want to go back." Literary boy He Jingyang came back to his senses and avoided embarrassingly.

"Where are you going?" Guan Wei was a little confused.

"It's okay, it's my own problem." He Jingyang waved his hand, not wanting to make Guan Wei nervous, "During this time, I have been thinking that when I came to Qingzhong, I really didn't know what to do. Now that I understand it, I covet something else that I can't get. It's ridiculous."

"I don't understand." Guan Wei asked with difficulty, "What is impossible to get, what do you want?"—Is it ridiculous what I want?

"I don't know either. Qingzhong is too stressed and tired. It may be easier to go back to town, and maybe you can become the first in the school." He Jingyang took a long breath, "It's okay, leave me alone, just a Say, it’s impossible to withdraw tomorrow.”

"There will always be something beautiful waiting for you at the mouth of the well, no matter the oasis or the wasteland." Guan Wei tried to comfort her, but even she felt that the words she said were not convincing.

"There won't be. Zhao Qing, Li Jie, Huang Jin, you guys...some yearnings are just extravagant hopes. Like the north and south poles of a magnet, the closer they are, the more they are willing to give up just to feel how strong the repulsive force is."

Seeing He Jingyang's dazed state, Guan Wei understood what was going on.

This feeling is not unfamiliar to him.

On the first night of the Datong shop, he repulsed his roommate and reached out to pick up the big bag that was rolling on his bed, but he couldn't lift it under the eyes of everyone. He Jingyang stretched out his hand to help him out.

When I first arrived at Qingzhong, seeing the gap between myself and them, I found an excuse to fetch water and slipped out of the dormitory to be sad alone. He Jingyang followed, put his arms around his shoulders and asked him, "Make a plan together?"

Trapped in the circle of "I'm different from them" and couldn't extricate himself, on another night of confusion and helplessness, He Jingyang looked for him with a flashlight, and asked him in the dark night, "Go back?"

At that time, he was at the bottom of the well, and He Jingyang was at the mouth of the well.

So, that's the reason, right?When I was helpless, he repeatedly stretched out his hand and brought me to his side and insisted on walking together.

This is the reason why I like him and fall into the feelings for him.

The sudden flashback of the past makes Guan Wei seem to catch a ray of light, piercing through the layer of chaos that has been shrouded in emotion, and piercing straight to the bottom of his heart.

He restrained his mind and looked at the sunny and handsome face in front of him, but now there was only loss and frustration.

He Jingyang's eyes were blank, as if he was trying to stare at something clearly, more like all the negative emotions swirled together, and finally formed a black hole, dragging everything he saw into it, swallowing it, and falling down together.

He Jingyang, who was in high spirits and high spirits, seemed to have been forgotten by him last year and did not bring him here.

Guan Wei wanted to do something to stop He Jingyang from falling, but found that he had nothing to do except his indescribable heart.

Then use your mind.Can't say it, just do it.

"I'll give you evidence, are you willing to believe it?" Guan Wei turned around and closed the door, then climbed onto the bed and drew the curtains to turn off the lights.

"I... believe it? What do you believe in?" He Jingyang was still in a deep depression and couldn't help himself, with a dazed expression on his face.

The room was pitch black, and the little red light leaking from the stove seemed brighter.

He Jingyang stood up subconsciously, watching Guan Wei finish his work, a dark figure stood opposite him.He has grown taller, hitting my eyebrows... He didn't allow him to think about it, and saw the figure in front of him flicker, and actually embraced himself in his arms.Immediately afterwards, something passed over the neck from bottom to top, and stuck to the ear, warm and soft.

He Jingyang froze and stood still.

"Do you believe it?" Guan Wei asked sullenly.

"What, what, what—" He Jingyang's whole body was cold, but there was no blood left.

Guan Wei let out a helpless "tsk" and came up again.This time, it didn't just pass by, but stayed quietly.

Zhou Yi once gave them a riddle at a sleep meeting after the lights were turned off, saying, "You have to put your mouth on it, and move it up carefully to feel the temperature and humidity. Then you have to lick it gently. , suck it after licking it, and roll it around with the tip of your tongue when you suck it enough..."

He didn't finish.Because He Jingyang yelled "not suitable for children", and said that Guan Wei's face was going to be hot through two layers of quilts, so take care of the emotions of the little comrades.

Zhou Yi smiled mischievously: "I just said to eat a cream popsicle for [-] cents, why is it not suitable for children?"

The cold moonlight streamed in from the window sills, and the darkness that had just turned off the lights in the room was slowly diluted. He Jingyang felt that Guan Wei should have understood Zhou Yi's riddle at that time, because the little warmth covering his neck began to be dishonest. When he got up, something came out from between Guan Wei's lips, and gently probed behind his ear, like a newborn cub, soft and moist, and slightly curious about expanding its territory in this new world.

The monster that had been squatting on He Jingyang's chest for an entire afternoon turned around and ran away in fright, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.He raised his stiff arm and reached out to push.

Guan Wei immediately stopped and took a step back.

The warmth on the skin disappeared. He Jingyang didn't expect him to retreat so quickly, and the outstretched hand was still in midair.

"Believe it or not, I will wait for you? Regardless of wasteland or oasis." Guan Wei chuckled, turned around to turn on the light, but did not look at He Jingyang, stepped onto the bed, shook off the quilt and got in, "If you don't come up, I will Just waited."

He Jingyang had no dreams all night.

When he woke up the next day, Guan Wei's quilt was neatly folded, but no one was there, and there was breakfast left on the stove for him.

He lay down until he felt the coldness in the room, and then he got up to turn on the fire, washed his face and hair, tidied up the bed, and started to eat breakfast.

My stomach feels comfortable, and the floating feeling of top-heavy gradually fades away, as if returning to the world.

"Believe it or not, I will wait for you? Regardless of wasteland or oasis" - Guan Wei wants to cry every time he thinks about this sentence.

Although the warmth that was too intimate behind the ear made him feel awkward and absurd—but, compared with this kind of heart, it seemed not so important, at least there was no need to find out.

He took out Li Jie's Four Treasures of Study, and sat at the table, He Jingyang planned to write something.

After settling down my emotions, I picked up the pen but it was a "well" character. All kinds of depression and discomfort that seemed to have disappeared before rolled over again, pressing on my heart and throat.

That's all!He threw the pen away, picked up the book again, looked at it twice on the quilt, thought wildly for a while, and forced himself to look twice, finally threw the book away.

If Guan Wei is waiting at the mouth of the well, it is indeed the motivation for him to jump up, no matter what is outside, it doesn't matter.

Besides, how could the place about Wei be a wasteland?Even if it is, there is a bright wasteland.

After thinking about it, He Jingyang is not so sad.Looking back at his own achievements and the reference books that Huang Jin helped him choose, he felt that he could still work a little harder, and his fighting spirit gradually picked up.

When Guan Wei came back at noon, he was startled when he entered the door: the big bed was neat and orderly, the bed boards were spotless, the small table was shiny, and the books that people piled up and collapsed before the holiday were also packed up and piled up against the wall; the small stove There was a large porcelain jar of water sitting on it, and the heat rose; the ground was swept clean, and the slag was poured out.

He Jingyang, the snail girl, did not return to the wall and stick it on the wall as in the fairy tales, but sat on the pony with her back to the door, facing the stove and meditating, and immediately turned her head when she heard the door ring, staring at Guan Wei with both eyes, wanting to Stop talking.

Seeing his vigor, Guan Wei was like a big dog who had been alone at home all day and suddenly saw his family come back and almost brought him his slippers.

"Here." He Jingyang handed over the cup of hot water in his hand, "Warm your hands."

Guan Wei relaxed, took the cup and warmed his hands while looking for something to say, "What are you doing? The dormitory is like a palace."

"They're coming today. It's good to be clean. I'm free too. Why did you come back? I'm starving to death!" He Jingyang chewed something in his mouth, and his voice was indistinct.

Guan Wei sighed helplessly, not understanding how he could hear a hint of coquettishness from the second half of his sentence, he felt that he and this person were inseparable.

"I went to report to the two of us, and I asked Lao Xu to catch up and help him clean up the office for a long time. Hey, he got a dual-card radio and a lot of tapes. I listened to songs all morning."

"Oh! Then have you had your lunch? I haven't eaten yet~~" He Jingyang continued to chew on a piece of biscuit that he took out from nowhere.

"No. Are you willing to go out today?"

"Yes, do you want to eat it?" He Jingyang handed over half a pancake that was too gnawed.

Guan Wei glanced at him with disgust, "No, if you are willing to go out, go cook."

What's the matter?He Jingyang thought silently in his heart: Last night, you planned to bite my neck, and you didn't mind it!

Guan Wei seemed to have sensed He Jingyang's mental activity, blushing and throwing a white eye.He Jingyang smiled secretly, feeling much better.

The two reached a tacit agreement in silence that "let's not mention the chapter last night." It's like a dream, so don't let it wake up.