I quietly watch you play

The darkness, the dead silence, the boundless darkness wrapped his whole body like a substance, densely packed, like the palm of death.

Zhou Wei knew that he could not escape. This isolated purgatory had no exit, no light, no sound. He even suspected that he might have died and entered another unknown world.

In such an environment, it will not take long for a person to lose the concept of time. Every second seems as long as a century. The endless loneliness and excessive silence make people able to hear their own heartbeat and the blood flowing in their blood vessels. The flowing voices, those voices mixed together and scratched the eardrums, were enough to merge into a crashing auditory hallucination.

Zhou Wei thought he had forgotten the horror of sensory deprivation, but the poisonous buds in his heart were easily awakened by the sudden darkness. He couldn't see anything, his ears were ringing and he had a splitting headache, his back was against the cold and hard wall, and his ribs were like To be crushed is generally painful.

Just when he felt that he might not be able to hold on and would cry like a child, finally a ray of light came in and dispelled the heavy darkness.

Zhou Wei couldn't hear what Jiang Xiaoqi said, as if he was calling his name, his firm face like a statue from the Academy of Fine Arts emerged in a soft light, as gentle as an angel's gaze.

"Seventh Brother," Zhou Wei heard himself squeeze out two syllables, which were the secret words to break the spell.

Jiang Xiaoqi never thought that an accidental power outage would cause such a great fear to Zhou Wei, he was really frightened, unable to stand up from the narrow gap, Jiang Xiaoqi almost dragged and half hugged the person so easily get it out.

Zhou Wei's whole body was numb, Jiang Xiaoqi protected him by his side, he could feel his back tense, trembling like a kitten.

"Where is it uncomfortable? Zhou Wei, look at me."

Zhou Wei's unfocused pupils finally turned to Jiang Xiaoqi, looking into his eyes with the dazedness of waking up.His lips moved, but no sound came out.

"Are you sick?" Jiang Xiaoqi asked with concern, raised his hand to touch his forehead, and touched a piece of cold sweat: "Are you afraid of the dark?"

When he asked this question, the screen of the mobile phone just turned off, but the two came out from the corner between the pillars and stood in the aisle, and they could see a little glimmer of light coming from the first floor.

Jiang Xiaoqi wanted to turn on the phone's light, but before he could move, Zhou Wei suddenly hugged him, bumping him into a stagger, his back against the railing, and the phone fell to the ground with a thud.

Jiang Xiaoqi felt that his breathing was cut off by him, his chest was so soft that it collapsed, and his hands and feet felt numbness.

Zhou Wei's head was resting on his chest, and his arms were wrapped around his waist. This gesture was not quite like an adult's hug, but a child's gesture of seeking shelter.

In the secret darkness, the two of them were close together, so intimate that even breathing seemed labored.

Zhou Wei heard Jiang Xiaoqi's heartbeat hit his ear, thud, thud, so powerful, so reliable, he is not alone, not alone being thrown into the boundless darkness.

The time when the rope was entangled came to his mind, Jiang Xiaoqi's figure appeared in the deep sea, and at that moment he was no longer afraid.

"Is there anyone else upstairs?" The waitress came up the stairs holding a small hand lamp, and she covered her lips in astonishment when she saw a pair of figures huddled together beside the railing.

In a panic, she put the small hand lamp on the steps of the stairs, turned around and walked downstairs quickly.

Zhou Wei seemed to have finally been awakened from the dream, and stood up awkwardly. Jiang Xiaoqi did not know when he put his hands behind his back, so he could only pat him lightly at this moment.

"Can you go?"

The blood on Zhou Wei's face was still thin, and when he turned around, he staggered and leaned on the edge of the table next to him.

Jiang Xiaoqi hurriedly supported him, and the two sat on the steps of the stairs.

Two steps down, there is a small pink hand lamp. The luminescent panel is made into a heart shape, and it is glowing with warm light.

"I...have claustrophobia." Zhou Wei glanced sideways and forced a smile at Jiang Xiaoqi.

He didn't look like he was lying, Jiang Xiaoqi frowned: "How could there be such a problem?"

No wonder he showed a little hesitation when he sat in that position, and he always chooses when it is getting dark or dawn to sleep peacefully, preferably with someone around him, and he never draws the curtains tightly.

Has the wicked queen ever imprisoned the princess in the dark attic?

"Stress disorder," Zhou Wei struggled to adjust his breathing, "Just that time in the sea—"

Jiang Xiaoqi scoffed, Haili didn't show any fear that week, could it be because the space is big enough?He was sure that if there had been more time at that time, Zhou Wei might have kissed him and blew him a kiss after giving him a farewell hug.

"When you were a child..."

"Absolutely not!" Zhou Wei denied it immediately, and then laughed: "I really wasn't locked into a small dark room by my uncle like Harry Potter, otherwise the villa would have been demolished by me."

Zhou Wei pointed behind her: "We haven't finished our big meal yet."

Jiang Xiaoqi stood up, and brought over the half piece of pineapple pie and milk left on the table, maybe the sweets could help him replenish his blood sugar.

Zhou Wei sat on the stairs, twirling the shiny key ring on his right index finger, and waved at Jiang Xiaoqi: "God said, you are the light—"

Jiang Xiaoqi stuffed the food into his arms, and took off the ring: "Your first pot of gold, don't waste it."

Zhou Wei ate up the pineapple pie bit by bit, drank the lukewarm milk, wiped his mouth and said, "Go home."

The two went downstairs one after the other, passing through a large sea of ​​pink heart-shaped lights on the first floor, most of them were young lovers, Zhou Wei also praised the one in his hand, as if checking after finding the organization signal.

The entire Dandan campus was in darkness, but it became the best moment for the students to recklessly rejoice. Students pouring out of the self-study hall and teaching buildings were bustling on the long street, and most shops had emergency lights on.

There are whistles and cries of release coming from someone in an unknown corner, and there are lovers who wantonly kiss in the shadows...

"Like Chinese New Year, or carnival."

"Is it okay?" Jiang Xiaoqi has been walking by his side, the night is dim, children will still be afraid to go out alone.

Zhou Wei reacted for a while before he understood what he meant, and then laughed: "Did I successfully scare my uncle just now? It seems that even if one day you are too poor to eat, you can still rely on your face to eat."

A group of female students came to play, and someone stared at the hand lamp in Zhou Wei's hand, not sure whether it was the lamp or the person, "This is so cute, where can I buy it?" "I saw someone take it, go there Look in the side shop for..."

Zhou Wei handed the lamp to a girl casually: "I'll give it to you."——"Ah, is it really possible? Thank you——"

He turned his head and asked Jiang Xiaoqi: "What did you just say?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Xiaoqi lowered his eyelashes, like clam shells covering the pearly light, and repeated in his heart: There is always something for you in my house.

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As New Year's Day approached, the school was busy with mock exams, Jiang Xiaoqi was also busy with the final design, and he had to hurry up with the project, trying to spare a few days of vacation to go back to Bitan to accompany Jiang Zhen.

During this period of time after school, he would spend time at his house for dinner and tutoring. Jiang Xiaoqi's strange schedule had changed a lot. Whenever he wanted to sleep in the evening, it happened to be the time for dinner.

Uncle Jiang said frankly that I did it on purpose.However, during the period when the blood supply to the brain is insufficient after meals, Jiang Xiaoqi will let Zhou Wei take care of his hobbies, drawing graffiti to earn pocket money.

Some small jobs are not too time-consuming, and you can earn 80 yuan if you finish them in an hour.

Zhou Wei started to make money on his own, but he didn't spend much money on the other side. It seemed that his blood and sweat were extremely precious and tended to be closer to Jiang Langtai.

Jiang Xiaoqi’s home has added some things that can’t be seen without paying attention, such as the sensor night light in the bathroom, which will automatically light up when people walk to the door; and the succulents on the bedside of the bedroom on the first floor, the glass dish like a moon arc will Fluorescent in the dark, against the background of blue, blue and green plants, it looks like a ghostly will-o'-the-wisp...

Before going to bed, Zhou Wei often leans over the big bed, pinches the flesh in the glass dish, and smiles at the will-o'-the-wisps. Fortunately, he is afraid of the dark, not ghosts.

Uncle Jiang looks like an iceberg on the surface, but if you get close enough, you will find that he is actually very warm, moistening things silently, making people easy to depend on and indulge.

Therefore, at dinner, Jiang Xiaoqi told Zhou Wei that he had bought the next day's ticket and was going back to Bitan for New Year's Day. Zhou Wei's expression was surprised and lost for a moment, and it took a little effort to adjust back to indifferent laziness.

"Are you going home or..." Starved to death?

Zhou Wei will finally make money, but he still doesn't know how to cook, and the money he makes is obviously not enough for him to get used to the takeaway in those stores.

"I, go back to the high-ranking building, and go home after the model test."

He is like a child who leaves home in anger, and always has to build up enough steps before he is willing to set foot on the way home.

The pocket money earned by drawing pictures is obviously useless, and it will become evidence of ignorance, so Zhou Wei wants to bet on the mock test results, after all, he has worked harder than ever recently.

Homeless and penniless, once Jiang Xiaoqi left, he could only go to Huang Zhizi's for food.

Huang Zhizi went to film the second issue of "School Flowers and School Grass" and it's time to come back. I haven't seen her for a while. I only heard Pei Qin say that she was obsessed with writing and couldn't help herself. Once she hid in the bathroom of the dressing room and typed on the keyboard. The whole group searched for her for more than an hour, thinking that she fell into the Edo River and was washed into Tokyo Bay.

Zhou Wei didn't know why Pei Qin or Feiyi continued to use her, maybe it was because of her face.

Xiao Qi woke up from a nap on the sofa, smelling the aroma of braised octopus on the table, and jumped down with a shrill voice to pick off Zhou Wei's trouser legs.

This little thing is only over a month old, and it still screams in a high-pitched voice, as if it's being coquettish, and you can already see the baby teeth that have grown out when you open your mouth, and it still drinks milk every day, and when the excrement shoveler is in a good mood, he will make some egg yolk rice paste for him. It satiates the appetite.

Xiaoqi's appearance has changed a lot from the newborn mouse. His whole body is covered with fluffy down. His cheeks are gray and yellow from the top of his head to his back. His lower jaw, chest and four feet are as white as snow, and his eyes are completely flawless. Mo Hei was on guard, staring at anyone with affection.

Zhou Wei pulled the fish from the porcelain dish, tore off a piece and wanted to feed it secretly, so that Jiang Xiaoqi would catch him.

Jiang Xiaoqi, as a shit-shoveling officer who loves his work and loves his work, strictly abides by the feeding rules found on the Internet, and is as meticulous as a novice mother who raises her first child according to the parenting encyclopedia.

On the contrary, Zhou Wei often undermines his authority. He is not as cautious as he was when he just picked it up and was afraid that he would not be able to support him.

"Come here," Jiang Xiaoqi called it, but Xiao Qi didn't move.

Jiang Xiaoqi continued to call it: "Xiaowei, Xiaowei——"

Xiao Qi threw away his scumbag father and fell into the embrace of the nanny in an instant, Zhou Wei was speechless, Jiang Xiaoqi called it that every time he fed the cat, it must have understood the syllable "Xiao Wei" as "opening the meal".

Jiang Xiaoqi squeezed some broken frangipani and rice to feed Xiao Qi a few mouthfuls, let him chew the toy to grind his teeth, and then picked up the phone.

Apart from answering the phone, Jiang Xiaoqi never plays with his mobile phone during meals, Zhou Wei was about to start a taunt, when his mobile phone ding-dong, the interface prompts that there is money in the account.

1 yuan, Jiang Xiaoqi transferred him 1 yuan in petty expenses, and Zhou Wei smiled at him through the braised octopus: "Seventh brother, is this a neck pancake?"

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Happy New Year, Ni Meng is the light~