loop back

1. Liao Wentong (The me you once loved has drifted with the tide, become unworldly and hopeless.)

Under the reddish-brown tile-roofed house, the iron gate was opened.

Behind the door is a handsome boy.

The sunlight passed through the iron door frame and softly hit the boy's face.

The boy was originally born fair and clean, but now he looks a little morbidly transparent, but this picture makes people feel comfortable no matter how they look at it.

...But suddenly the boy took a step back, leaving the sunlight and retreating into the shadows.

The boy has been here for a year, and this brilliance dazzles his eyes.

This sun is unfamiliar to him.

The gatekeeper got impatient and pushed the boy forward.

"You have served your sentence, go out and live a good life. Hey, you are so young..." The uncle looked at the boy and shook his head.

The boy dragged the small box out of the iron gate.

Why did you come here to stay for a year?

Umm... made a mistake, forgot...

But that's all for later.I don't want to think about it, at least not now.

Liao Wentong stood under the tree, feeling the sunlight from between the branches.Everything outside is too strange, and the fresh air makes people feel itchy.

The sudden ringtone interrupted the tenderness he just felt. He froze for a moment, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket, which he hadn't even seen for a long time.

Only the number was shown, no name, and I was connected.

"Wen Tong? Where are you..."

"..." I was silent, isolated from the outside world for too long, I couldn't tell who this was.

"I am by the door."

I haven't spoken for a year, my throat is dry and hoarse, and my voice is like cracking silk, which even shocked me.

"Wait for me there, don't leave, I'll go right away."

The phone was hung up, and I squatted down with my arms around. The weather was not hot, but there was no warm air.

It should be someone who knows me, otherwise how would he know that I am here.

This makes it hard for me to say it, and I probably won't have the courage to say it in the future.

Who is the one?Can we look forward to it?Could it be someone who is looking forward to it?

No, he won't come.

Those eyes full of disgust swayed deeply in his mind.

I clenched my fists, buried my head in my arms, and prayed in my heart.

Like a kid who doesn't want to grow up...but I've grown up.

Facts have proved that God has never cared for me. When I looked at the person in front of me, all the deep-seated emotions disappeared. Although I have known him for 26 years, now I feel as if I just met him. .

This... the one who disrupted the entire trajectory of my life.

The wind is blowing, and the leaves blown by the wind collide with each other, making a harsh sound.

……not him.How could it be him.

Knowing that I shouldn't be like this, I still lowered my head in frustration, without tears.

Liao Wentong, don't have any more thoughts, otherwise, how can you look down on yourself?

The car was very stuffy, the air conditioner was not turned on and the windows were not open, but I didn't feel the heat.

"Are... are you okay?" The person sitting in the driver's seat said bluntly.

"Ask these words to someone who has just been released from prison?" The tone was sarcasm, my nose was sour, and my eyes were even red.

"Wen Tong, don't be so lenient, if you didn't..."

"Wei Youdong!"

"...you never leave room for others"

I felt sad, and I left the sentence and got out of the car without waiting for him to finish his sentence.

Maybe it's too hypocritical to want to hear the old things anymore, or maybe it's really not possible to stay in the car full of depression.

"But where can you go now?" The person in the car chased me down and asked me.

I stopped and looked back at him.

Yeah, I have... nowhere to go right now.

July this year was not very hot, and the evening sun was not annoying. I looked at him for a long time with the wind blowing.