deep hypnosis

When Xie Jintian drove to Yi Yang's house, it was past eight o'clock, he didn't eat any food, and went to ring the doorbell with the fruit he just bought in the supermarket.

Yi Yang moved out of the home he grew up in one year after working, and rented a house near his unit for three years.Xie Jintian never asked about the conflict between Yi Yang and his mother, because the tangled relationship between himself and his mother was also difficult for others to understand.Two families without fathers have seemingly similar but completely different deficiencies.

Xie Jintian deliberately went around in the opposite direction to avoid passing by his former home.Coming downstairs to Yi Yang's house, the old anti-theft door rattled open after confirming Xie Jintian's identity. Xie Jintian walked to the fifth floor, and Yi Yang's mother, Wu Zhaodi, had already opened the door and waited for him.

"Aunt Wu!" Xie Jintian smiled and handed over the fruit, but Wu Zhaodi refused for a while before accepting it.

Xie Jintian changed into his slippers and entered the door, only then could he see Wu Zhaodi's appearance clearly under the light.

When she was young, Wu Zhaodi was also a well-known beauty in this area. Different from Xie Jintian's mother's very charming beauty, Wu Zhaodi's beauty is elegant and quiet, which makes people think of the few flowers in the park at the gate that bloom every summer. lotus flower.Now that the park has been demolished, Wu Zhaodi has become an ordinary middle-aged fat woman due to the ups and downs of these years, only a faint shadow is left between her eyebrows and eyes, which is similar to Yi Yang's picturesque eyebrows. very similar.

When Xie Jintian was a child, he often came to play with Yi Yang. At that time, Wu Zhaodi always treated him cautiously, and often inquired about his parents' situation. This made Xie Jintian somewhat disgusted with her. After sending the housewarming cakes, I haven't seen them much again.

"I heard that your waist is not very good recently?"

"Yes! If you do too much housework, you will be tired!" Wu Zhaodi complained endlessly.

Xie Jintian couldn't help but interrupted: "Fortunately, Yi Yang is going to move back."

"Moving back?" Wu Zhaodi was stunned, "Who said that?"

Xie Jintian smiled calmly: "Isn't it? Maybe I heard wrong."

In fact, Xie Jintian had already guessed that Yi Yang was lying to him. Although Fan Yizhou hid it well, he could still see clues that someone lived with him, such as the celadon cup that Yi Yang had used for many years in the wine cabinet.

"He! He found a part-time worker for me to help clean up every day."

The two entered the living room while chatting, Xie Jintian sat for a while, and then explained that it was inconvenient for Yi Yang to not have a car, so he stopped by to fetch some books for him.

"What book is so important?" Wu Zhaodi muttered while turning on the light in Yi Yang's room for Xie Jintian.There are only some old books that Yi Yang kept from the University. In Wu Zhaodi's view, Yi Yang sent Xie Jintian to come because he didn't want to see her, so he leaned against the door and complained.

Xie Jintian didn't answer, at this moment, he was concentrating on looking at Yi Yang's room.This room is smaller, narrower, and darker than the impression, like an old woman hiding her former lover who doesn't want to see her.But the more this was the case, the more Xie Jintian felt some affectionate emotions.He missed the days of doing homework and playing chess with Yi Yang in this room.Yi Yang has been speaking very quietly since he was a child, and only in such a small space can he hear every word he said clearly.Outside, if he asked Yi Yang twice what he said just now, Yi Yang would blushed and ignore him, he often likes to tease Yi Yang like this.

Every inch of memory is revived with the creaking of the floor.When Xie Jintian walked to the bookshelf, he forgot his original intention for a moment, and was attracted by an old photo album.

When I opened it, most of them were photos of Yi Yang and his family when he was seven or eight years old, and the simple father of the worker disappeared in one-third of the place. Since then, the shy smile on Yi Yang’s face has also disappeared. disappeared.But Xie Jintian's memory at that time was almost blank, because his mother said it was bad luck and for a long time did not let him go to Yi Yang's house.And because he didn't know how to face such a heavy topic, he happily avoided it.

He has been selfish since he was a child, and he never denies it.

"He wants this photo album?" Wu Zhaodi's timid words brought Xie Jintian back to his senses.

"Ah...not..." Xie Jintian realized how inappropriate his behavior of casually flipping through the photo album was, "I can't help it."

Wu Zhaodi smiled awkwardly, at this moment she heard the beeping of the kettle, "I'm going to make a cup of coffee."

Xie Jintian said "Don't be in a hurry" and stuffed the photo album back, but in a hurry, a photo sandwiched in the middle fell out - it was actually a group photo of two families.

Xie Jintian remembered that it was the Arbor Day in the second semester of the first grade. In order to complete this extracurricular homework together, he and Yi Yang called their parents. Xie Jintian’s aunt, who was from a good family at that time, also brought his foreigner boyfriend who was a photographer. , and in this way, there is such a precious photo.

In the photo, the two children are holding hands and touching their heads, smiling childishly.But the two pairs of parents didn't have any smiles on their faces, even a little unnatural, which made Xie Jintian a little puzzled. He took out his mobile phone and took a photo of this photo before clipping it back.

By the time Wu Zhaodi finished making instant coffee, Xie Jintian had already walked out of Yi Yang's room holding the two volumes of "Outline of National History".He deliberately sat down and talked with Wu Zhaodi in a soft and slightly lazy tone. After successive hints, Wu Zhaodi only felt that his eyelids were getting heavy, and after a while, he couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell asleep.

When Xie Jintian walked out of Yi Yang's house, Wu Zhaodi, who was still taking a nap on the sofa, had completely forgotten about Xie Jintian's visit, and completely regarded that bag of fruit as if she had bought it herself.

Xie Jintian returned home, threw the two "Outline of National History" on the tea table, and then heaved a sigh of relief.Clean and neat, leaving no trace, this is his consistent style.

After loosening his tie, he called Fan Yizhou.It took Fan Yizhou a while to answer, and his voice was extremely low.

"I have brought back all the photos." Xie Jintian cut to the chase, "How is he doing?"

"Still sleeping." Fan Yizhou was a little worried about Xie Jintian's resolute action, but he didn't say anything after all, only said, "I'll tell you when he goes back."

"Go back?" Xie Jintian squinted at the wall clock, "Didn't he live at your place?"

There was silence on the other side.

"I don't care about your affairs." Xie Jintian sat up, "It's just getting along day and night, it's hard not to show your feet, you can do it yourself."

After saying that, Xie Jintian was about to hang up, but Fan Yizhou said: "Wait, I have something to clarify with you."

Xie Jintian pressed the phone to his ear again.

"At the beginning, I deliberately misunderstood you. After all, the angrier you are, the more likely you are to cooperate with me, but in fact..." Fan Yizhou paused, "I have no further relationship with Yi Yang. He Hate touching, you know that..."

"This has nothing to do with me." Xie Jintian pressed the hang up button.

He didn't know why Fan Yizhou suddenly mentioned this, in order to maintain Yi Yang's unsullied image, or did he think that Xie Jintian would care about these things now?

No matter what kind of possibility it was, Xie Jintian was very displeased. He wanted to get up to pour some wine, but he accidentally kicked a bag of things—that bag of smashed models.Xie Jintian stared at it for a while, then remembered Fan Yizhou's words, so he kicked the bag hard, and kicked the bag under the coffee table, out of sight.

In the next two days, Yi Yang excused his inability to take two days of annual leave, and Xie Jintian was also happy to deal with his own affairs in the office alone.But inadvertently, I always caught a glimpse of the voice recorder that was thrown out of a crack. It was lying quietly on Yi Yang's desk, like raising an eyebrow.

Xie Jintian deliberately didn't pay attention to it, but in the afternoon of the second day, when he had nothing to do, he finally grabbed the recorder as if surrendering, copied the recording to the computer, and put on the earphones.

Pulling the progress bar to the [-] minutes and [-] seconds that he clearly remembered, Xie Jintian hesitated for a moment and pressed the play button.

Staring at the pitch-black picture, he heard Cheng Yan continue: "Really? Who are you following?"

"I've loved someone for many years." Yi Yang sighed softly, "He doesn't know."

Cheng Yan was silent for a while, and did not continue to ask about Yi Yang's personal affairs, but said, "Thank you for telling me this, I thought it was only me...I know it's wrong...it's abnormal, but I can't help it ...after all, it is of no consequence."

"I understand."

"I like his son very much, I will never have my own child in this life..." Cheng Yan sounded very frustrated, "I don't want to disturb his life, he regards me as a friend, but I treat him With that in mind... If he finds out, he will never forgive me."

Yi Yang was silent for a while and said: "It's understandable to have such worries. If you don't think about him, you won't be so entangled and painful."

"Yes... I'm not afraid of being known by others, I've already experienced it... I didn't expect him to respond, I was just afraid that he would look at me like that... So I want to get rid of this problem."

"You mean stalking, or liking him."

"It's all." Cheng Yan's voice lowered, "If it's possible, I really don't want to continue living like this... It would be great if I could let it go..."

Yi Yang seemed to have pulled out a tissue and handed it over. After Cheng Yan calmed down a little, he continued, "I understand your pain. After all, your life has become unrecognizable because of such distress, but some things are deeply rooted..."

"I can move!" Cheng Yan suddenly interrupted excitedly, "If you don't see him, will you be relieved?"

"With all due respect, this is just a temporary escape." Yi Yang's calm tone has a calming magic power, "Can you guarantee that you won't go back to him? Even if you can, can you guarantee that you won't think about him? You are more important than me. Know yourself, everyone's habitual thinking and behavior patterns are difficult to change easily."

Cheng Yan didn't answer.

"I hope you can think about where the problem is. Next time, we can discuss your original family together."

The recording came to an abrupt end.

Xie Jintian leaned on the swivel chair, staring blankly at the fountain outside the window.

He didn't take off the earphones until the phone rang.

"The wedding photo is ready! Let's take a look at it tonight?" Xia Xue's voice came from the other end, with a light smile.

"You took it yourself? Why didn't you call me for so many things?" Hearing Xia Xue's voice at this moment, Xie Jincai felt that everything was back on track.

"When you go after get off work, the door is already closed! Yi Yang is close, I asked him to accompany me, and we had dinner together..."

"Yi Yang?" Xie Jintian only felt that the afternoon sun was washed away by the water of the fountain, and he said in a daze after a long time, "Did you show him the photo?"

"I brought it all, of course I read it! Why..."

Xie Jintian hung up the phone roughly, and quickly clicked on the phone's address book to find Yi Yang's phone number.

However, for a long, long time, no one answered...