night sky train

"I……"

Wei Yi fell into hesitation.

Thoughts flooded his mind for a while, he opened his mouth but couldn't speak.Of course he wanted to go back, it was his only home in this world, if it wasn't for his uncle not wanting to see him, he would have gone back a year ago.But now that things have changed, he left his hometown when he was 13 years old, traveled back and forth in a strange land, and then almost drifted to China. He thought he was a traveler who had lost his roots.

But he met Chen Jifeng, he didn't want to leave anymore, he couldn't move anymore.

When father and mother passed away, grandma took him away from country K to avoid being surrounded and harassed by the media; when grandma passed away, uncle didn’t want him to go home, so he was thrown to grandma’s side again; no one in the Zhao family liked him He, he can only leave that home and find a place to live alone.

In Wei Yi's seven years of life, every step of leaving was against his will, and every direction he walked was out of his control. He once thought that no one wanted him, and maybe one day his soul would silently freeze to death in the world of his heart In the heavy snow, everything is silent.

But he couldn't bear Chen Jifeng.He hasn't caught up with his brother yet, hasn't said "I like you" many times, and he doesn't want to be forced to leave again, even if the direction of departure is the hometown he misses so much.

Ben was keenly aware of Wei Yi's hesitation, and asked, "Don't you want to go back?"

Wei Yi didn't want to hide anything from Ben, so he could only say: "I don't want to go back now, Ben."

Ben looked at Wei Yi and said carefully: "William, I guess you are concerned about what Chris thinks of you, aren't you? Actually, you don't have to have such concerns, because we are here this time, it is Chris Let us take you home."

Wei Yi raised his head in surprise: "Uncle is not angry with me anymore?"

Ben gave a soft smile and said, "I don't think Chris was ever mad at you."

Wei Yi lowered his head.He didn't know how to explain to Ben why he didn't want to go back yet.Seeing this, Lin Mingxin said, "Actually, Wei Yi is currently preparing for a concert."

Both Ben and Joanna showed somewhat surprised expressions.It was only then that Wei Yi remembered this, and hurriedly said: "Yes, I am rehearsing in the orchestra now, I... I have already promised others to perform in the concert, and I cannot go back on my word."

Ben was obviously a little embarrassed, and Joanna asked from the side: "So when is this concert going to be held?"

"The end of December."

Joanna frowned slightly: "It's not even October yet."

She and Ben looked at each other, then turned to Wei Yi and asked, "Can't you ask someone else to replace you?"

Lin Mingxin saw that Wei Yi was at a loss, so he said for him: "Xiaoyi has already signed the contract, and the director and conductor of the orchestra like him very much. You also know that Xiaoyi has a lot of knowledge in the piano, and the orchestra is definitely not willing to let him go." He left."

She tried to suggest: "Why don't you discuss it after this concert is over?"

"This..." Ben thought for a moment, then said, "We need to talk to Chris."

"Okay, okay, don't be in a hurry." Lin Mingxin said: "The two of you have come from afar, and you are our honored guests of the Zhao family, and even our petty family members. Why don't you stay at the house tonight and let's have dinner together. meal."

Lin Mingxin specially organized a grand dinner for them at home, even Zhao Yingbo's grandfather was present.The chatting atmosphere at the table was quite lively. The topic shifted from Wei Yi to financial economy, and then to international politics. Wei Yi was full after eating a little. slipped down.

Wei Yi slipped out through the small door behind the kitchen on the first floor. He originally wanted to walk on the lawn behind the villa to enjoy some fresh air, but as soon as he touched the small door lightly, he saw Zhao Yingbo squatting on the steps, wearing a He was dressed in a high-end and luxurious coat—probably made him wear it specially by his grandma, with a cigarette in his hand, and he looked lazy like a gold-clad snake.

Zhao Yingbo turned his head when he heard the movement, and the two looked at each other silently for a few seconds. Wei Yi had already come, so he went over and sat down beside him, and asked, "Why did you run out?"

Zhao Yingbo exhaled a puff of smoke and said expressionlessly, "I don't understand foreign devils speaking English."

Wei Yi was startled, then couldn't help laughing.

"What about you?" Zhao Yingbo flicked the cigarette ash casually, "What are you doing instead of reminiscing with your family?"

"I don't know." Wei Yi looked up at the sky full of stars, with a somewhat dazed expression on his face, "I haven't seen each other for a long time, so I don't know what to say."

"To be honest, I thought you wanted to go back in a hurry. After all, your hometown is so rich. Looking at the crappy place you live in now, I don't know what you think."

"Those who know how to love will never be losers, and those who don't know how to love, perhaps money and power will cover their lives for them, but they are still failures." Looking at the twinkling starry sky, Wei Yi murmured This sentence.

Zhao Yingbo looked confused: "What?"

Wei Yi said softly: "When I want to stay in a place, it must be because there is someone I love in that place. This has nothing to do with money or any material things. When thoughts and space are connected, space Only then will there be meaning, and thoughts will have direction.”

Zhao Yingbo: "What poem did you suddenly recite, are you sick?"

Wei Yi: "Because you don't understand anyway, it's best to read it to you."

Zhao Yingbo: "..."

He looked like he wanted to hit someone, but Wei Yi laughed.He suddenly felt that Zhao Yingbo was actually quite interesting, and it was not easy to maintain such a violent enthusiasm for everything. Maybe he is actually a very sensitive person.

"How is your mother?" Wei Yi asked proactively.

"I'll come back after finishing the latest course of treatment abroad." When Zhao Yingbo talked about his mother, his mood seemed calmer. "The person Chen Jifeng introduced to me before is very reliable. I will directly check out the Give my dad a share of things, and then give each of my grandparents a share. Later, my grandfather decided to bring my mother back, probably because he was afraid that my father would marry those messy women back to steal his money. My father said he would not My mother is divorced, and I don’t know if it’s true. But I don’t seem to care about it now. My mother called me and told me not to make trouble, and don’t make my family unhappy. I feel that it’s boring to be so aggressive before Yes, no one appreciates it anyway, so I won’t care about it in the future.”

He talked a lot, the smoke was on and off, Wei Yi listened quietly, and finally said: "I feel that after this incident, you are not as bad-tempered as before. This is actually quite good."

"I used to think that the whole world revolved around me. My parents loved me, my grandparents loved me, and everyone let me go. I am number one in the world." Zhao Yingbo said with a mocking smile, "Now I know, there is no such thing as People dote on me, everyone in the family has their own plans, and my friends coax me only because I am rich, it’s boring, I’m just a fool.”

Wei Yi could only say, "You don't have to think so."

"I thought you were pitiful at the time, because you had no money and no home, but now I look at me as the most pitiful one. You still have someone to pick you up, but I stay at home every day, and no one cares what I'm thinking. .” Zhao Yingbo took a deep drag on his cigarette, pressed the butt on the ground and stamped it out.

Wei Yi knew that Zhao Yingbo was feeling sad and needed to vent, so he didn't interrupt him.

Until the atmosphere became silent, only the sound of the wind passed by softly.

It was already late at night when Chen Jifeng returned home.

He drank three cups of coffee after flipping through the files in the afternoon, but now he didn't feel tired at all.He took out the key and opened the door downstairs. The building was dark and quiet, which made people feel relieved. Chen Jifeng temporarily put the case in his mind aside, and unconsciously remembered the message Wei Yi sent him, saying that he joined the orchestra, the first He started to rehearse the symphony for the first time. There were many people in the troupe, and everyone was very friendly to him.At the end, there are a few photos attached, there are those in the rehearsal hall, those at the piano, and many people sitting together to perform in concert, except for Wei Yi himself.

Wei Yi didn't like appearing in front of the camera, Chen Jifeng knew it.

They haven't seen each other for a while, and Chen Jifeng flipped through the chat records with Wei Yi while going upstairs, then put down the phone and let out a silent breath, not knowing the meaning of his behavior, obviously he didn't reply to Wei Yi at all. meaning.

Chen Jifeng stepped on the corridor light, and the yellow light fell on the person leaning against the door.

Wei Yi seemed to have recovered from a dream, and when he looked down, his eyes were still a little bit confused.He didn't know how long he had been waiting here, he just stood quietly without doing anything.

"Brother." Wei Yi straightened up and looked at Chen Jifeng.

His gaze told Chen Jifeng that he had been waiting for him, not because he forgot to bring his keys and couldn't go home, nor was he waiting for someone else.

Chen Jifeng couldn't avoid his eyes, so he walked up to him and asked, "Why don't you go into the house?"

"I'm waiting for you, brother." Wei Yi lowered his head, his voice soft, "I want to tell you something."

"Okay, let's go home and talk."

"No need." Wei Yi rarely refused him, "I just want to... ask you."

He paused, and his heart began to be at a loss again.What should he ask, is my brother very busy recently, so he doesn't reply me a single message anymore?You used to say that you only regarded me as a younger brother, but now you treat me as a suitor a little bit?

Do you like me more, brother.

But Wei Yi finally said: "I may have to go back."

When he was in the Zhao family, he could still make a promise to himself, thinking that he must catch up with his brother before returning home.But when he stood in front of Chen Jifeng, he couldn't make up his mind.Chen Jifeng had left him in the cold for too long, which made him irresistibly flinch in front of this confused brother.

Chen Jifeng was stunned for a moment when he heard his words, and then reacted: "Go back to Country K?"

Wei Yi nodded.

No one spoke for a long time, and the corridor lights could not sense the sound, and had already gone out early.The dark blue night fell from the ventilation hole in the wall, providing the only little light.

"Didn't you miss home all the time?" Chen Jifeng's voice was low and calm, and finally brought on the gentleness of the past when talking to Wei Yi, "You can go home, you should be very happy."

Wei Yi closed his eyes in the darkness, his heart sank slowly, dragging his last tail of expectation.

"I'm not happy." Wei Yi leaned back against the door weakly, and whispered, "You know I'm not happy, brother, I don't want to leave you, I... I like you, even if you don't like me, But I can't help it..."

As he spoke, his voice was finally tinged with restrained fragility and helplessness: "When I think of leaving you, I feel very cold. I am really afraid of the cold. Brother, I...you haven't seen me for so long , and don’t talk to me, I really don’t know what to do, I can’t think of a way.”

Wei Yi clenched his fingers tightly, pressing his white phalanx between his brows. He tried his best to suppress the trembling in his voice, and raised his head to look at Chen Jifeng: "Brother, give me a hug, just give me a hug."

He seems to need Chen Jifeng so much, his small face seems to be thinner than before, and his figure is also small. Every inch of his skin exposed outside the clothes reveals the whiteness and cleanness of moonlight, like a lonely man in the snow. The little snowman is waiting for someone to wrap him in a warm red scarf.

Chen Jifeng stood silently in front of him all the time, Wei Yi didn't see that his fingers hanging by his side were slowly clenched, and gradually tightened until faint blue veins appeared on the back of the hand and even the arm.

Wei Yi waited for a long time, but he couldn't wait for Chen Jifeng's reply.Tiredness swept over him like a tidal wave, and he seemed to have been drained of energy all of a sudden, and he didn't even have the energy to stand still.Wei Yi knew that he had failed this time, so he could only laugh at himself silently in his heart, but on the face he tried to calmly say: "It's okay, I won't force you, brother, then I'll go back first..."

He had already turned around to get the keys in his pocket, but a strong arm crossed his shoulders and encircled him, making him turn around unexpectedly, and was pressed into a hot chest.

The key in his hand fell to the ground, and the metal collided with the concrete, making a crisp sound.

Chen Jifeng hugged him so hard that Wei Yi couldn't move, couldn't even speak, he could only let the heat from the opponent's body quickly heat up his icy skin, and the sound in his two chests was like a beating drum. Their heartbeats collided and intertwined in an instant, and they all rushed into Wei Yi's eardrums fiercely in the dimly lit corridor like a thunderstorm in the rainy season.

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Seeing you counting down in the comment area and asking how many days are left, isn't it too cute?