sleep in your heart

You Zeyi sat at the table and stared at the phone for 5 minutes.

The screen lights up, goes dark, then lights up again very quickly.

He was very curious about how long Zheng Zhi's patience could last, and he felt a little guilty and helpless for not answering the phone all the time.

Every time he sees Zheng Zhi's name flickering there, he really wants to answer it immediately, but he can't allow himself to do such a thing, love is restraint, he is not worthy of others, and he should not drag him into the circle of homosexuality .

This is not a good thing.

You Zeyi has low self-esteem and timidity, this is a demon he cannot defeat.

Zheng Zhi's arms were sore from the phone calls, and his patience was almost exhausted. Seeing the sky darken, he began to feel anxious.

He couldn't understand why You Zeyi was so stubborn, like when happiness came knocking on the door, everyone else happily went to open the door, but You Zeyi, a fool, welded the door shut.

Zheng Zhi got back in the car, started the car, and felt a little reconciled. After waiting for so long, it was really a waste of time to return in such a disgraceful manner.

He thought, since the call is not answered, it is better to send a message.

Zheng Zhi simply sent You Ze a message: I've been waiting all afternoon downstairs at your house.

When the message was sent, he didn't believe that You Ze couldn't see it, so now the right to choose is once again in the hands of You Ze, whether to push him away completely or come out to meet him depends entirely on how You Ze chooses .

Two different choices will lead them to completely different directions.

Zheng Zhi has already made up his mind to wait for half an hour. If You Zeyi still refuses to come out after half an hour, then he will forget all about it. From now on, he and You Zeyi will be the most ordinary old classmates.

Having made up his mind, Zheng Zhi began to frown and stare at the door of the building.

He had expectations in his heart, and hoped that the person he treated sincerely would give him something in return.

After all, people are selfish, especially as they get older, even in relationships, they don't really want nothing.I am kind to you, and I hope you will repay me with the same kindness. I come here with a sincere heart, and I hope that even if you don't accept it, you don't treat this heart that is likely to be warm just this time.

Zheng Zhi waited, although he knew it was an illusion, but he felt that he heard the sound of time disappearing from his body every minute and every second.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock.

Zheng Zhi remembered a poem he read when he was in school. The name of the poem was "The Sand Between Fingers". There was a sentence in it that probably said don't use too much force, and don't try to grasp it. All movements will only aggravate the "it" Passes like sand between fingers.

He remembered that this poem was written by Gibran, but later when he checked the information in college, he accidentally saw someone saying that the author of this poem was not Gibran, and he did not clarify who it was.

Zheng Zhi likes this poem very much, but he still hasn't figured out who the author of this poem is.

Just like he can be sure that he likes You Zeyi very much, but he can't be sure whether they can be together.

When You Ze saw Zheng Zhi getting out of the car, he seemed to see something like flower petals flying out from the corner of his eyes and mouth.

The petals may be a good mood embodied.

Whether a person likes himself or not, the person concerned actually has a feeling. Unless he is too dull or the other party is a real veteran in love, it is impossible to be unaware.

Therefore, the moment You Zeyi stood at the door of the building, he could understand Zheng Zhi's mood very well, because he felt that way every time he looked at Zheng Zhi when he was in high school.

But it's different now, it's not that I don't like it anymore, but because I like it so much that I'm afraid of having something to do with it.

Zheng Zhi walked towards him with the bag in his hand, and asked with a smile, "Brother, you are really good, I have been waiting here for more than an hour."

You Zeyi felt a little embarrassed, lowered his head slightly and said, "I didn't look at my phone."

Zheng Zhi didn't even bother to break through such a poor excuse.

He raised his chin and said, "Aren't you going to take me up there?"

You Zeyi was in trouble: "Zheng Zhi, my house...is not very convenient."

Zheng Zhi frowned: "What? Is there someone at home?"

You Ze shook his head: "No, don't ask, it's really inconvenient."

Ever since he was a child, Zheng Zhi has never been considered that kind of enthusiastic person, let alone the kind of person who likes to go to other people's homes. In previous years, during the Spring Festival, if he really had no choice, he would not even go to relatives' homes with his parents.

This is the first time he wants to go to someone's home so much, whether it is big or small, clean or messy, because it is someone he likes, so he wants to see it very much.

See what kind of bed the other party usually wakes up in, and see what color curtains the other party draws after getting up every day.

See what kind of bowls and chopsticks the other party is using, and see everything in the other party's home.

He admits that this is a vile desire to spy, but don't people say that you can find out who a man is by visiting his bedroom? He doesn't need to use this method to understand You Zeyi's personality, because that The answer should be found in the relationship with each other. He wanted to see it, but it was because he wanted to feel the most authentic breath of life from You Zeyi, and wanted to see the world that person lived in on weekdays.

He said: "Choose one, I've come all the time, and there is no one else in your house, so I don't even have the face to go up and drink?"

You Zeyi didn't mean that, he just felt that the place he lived in was too simple and chaotic, and even had a musty smell when it rained, he didn't think Zheng Zhi would like it there.

"Zheng Zhi, my house is very small." You Zeyi said, "It's very dilapidated and old, I..."

"I'm thirsty." Zheng Zhi said, "Go up and get me a glass of water."

When Zheng Zhi followed You Zeyi into the door, the couple living in the master bedroom were fighting. They both scolded fiercely, and from time to time they got together to wrestle a few times and then separated.

Zheng Zhi subconsciously wanted to step forward to dissuade him, but You Zeyi grabbed his wrist and led him back to the bedroom.

"They fight like that, and you don't care?"

As soon as You Ze closed the door, he said helplessly, "It's not that I don't care, it's that I can't, but I really don't want to."

"what happened?"

You Zeyi took out a bottle of mineral water from the box under the TV table and handed it to Zheng Zhi, and said to him: "The two of them want to get married, but they have no money to buy a house, and they always quarrel because of this matter. I fell asleep and was woken up by them. At first I really tried to persuade them and separated the two of them, but at that time they both pointed the finger at me, an outsider, do you think it's chilling?"

Zheng Zhi thought about it, if it was him, he might be very displeased with those two people moving out immediately, living under the same roof with a guy who doesn't know good people and affects others' rest, he reckoned it was You Zeyi He has a good temper, if he had put this matter on himself, he would have gotten into a fight with those two people a long time ago.

"...Forget it, I can't control it." Zheng Zhi took a sip of water, and sat on the stool that You Zeyi brought over for him.

He looked around the room, unable to tell what it was like.

He lived in a good house in a good location, but You Zeyi rented such a small room in this kind of old community that even the sunlight could barely squeeze in.

A double bed, but the bedding is pitifully rudimentary. At a glance, it is the mattress and quilt of a single bed in a university dormitory. The narrow one is lying on the mattress, and there are a few books and quilts beside the mattress. a notebook.

"You still like to read?" Zheng Zhi curiously reached out to grab the book, but when he was about to touch it, he suddenly realized that it would be impolite to touch other people's things casually, so he withdrew his hand again.

There was only one stool in the room, Zheng Zhi sat down, and You Zeyi had to sit on the bed.

He turned around, took the book and handed it to Zheng Zhi, and said at the same time: "I borrowed it from the library, use it to pass the time when you have nothing to do."

Zheng Zhi took the book and flipped through it casually. He had read this book. When he was in high school, he didn't want to listen to the class carefully and read novels secretly.

The novel tells the story of a rural youth who was deceived by his relatives and was penniless and wandered abroad. After experiencing many storms, he finally gained a firm foothold in the city.

In fact, it is a very clichéd plot, but it is said that it won some awards abroad.

"I didn't expect you to read this kind of book." Zheng Zhi was really surprised. He had never heard You Zeyi say that he likes to read books before. Sure enough, either he didn't know enough at the beginning, or he had changed over the years. .

"You actually went to the library?" Zheng Zhi asked.

You Ze nodded: "There is no other place to go. It is easier to relax there than at home when you are resting."

In fact, the reason why You Zeyi wanted to go to the library when he was tired was entirely because he could recall the scene when Zheng Zhi took him to the city map many years ago when he got there.

After all, my hometown is a small city. The city map that I thought was very good at that time looked a little funny in comparison with the library here.

But in such a large library, You Zeyi has never been able to find the two books he was looking for, and those two books were the books on the study of homosexuality that he secretly borrowed from the library back then.

It's as if "homosexuality" has really become a forbidden word in this world, and I haven't seen it as clearly as the small place in my hometown. At least the books about homosexuality in the city map are still on the shelves.

Zheng Zhi smiled and said, "I've been here for so long, and I haven't been to the library once. When you're free, take me there."

His words reminded You Zeyi of the past, when Zheng Zhi took him and Zhou Tong together, and lived in other people's homes at night.

You Zeyi suddenly felt that life was very strange. He and Zheng Zhi were like a line that intertwined and then separated. After reuniting, they kept repeating the good things that happened in the past. But as the saying goes, "30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi", they It's the same for both of them. In the past, Zheng Zhi took You Zeyi to Shitu, and then let him stay at his home, but today, Zheng Zhi told You Zeyi to go to the library by himself.

You Ze smiled and said to him, "Okay, I'll have time some other day."

The author has something to say: I saw a girl asking why they didn't publish the full text since they were all on file.

That's right, it's only because of serialization that there is a chance to be listed and have a chance to be exposed.

This article is already very cold, and the data is only less than a tenth of the previous Xiaotian article. If all of them are sent out directly, then I have saved the article for two or three months, and there may be only one article in the end. Hundreds of people can see it, so at most I can only do double updates after entering V, I hope everyone understands.