Seasonal season

In mid-April, there is already a hot factor in the night air.When Wenxi got off the bus, he saw a cluster of red floating clouds in the sky, looked around, and walked straight to the back of the platform.

"Wenxi—"

His steps froze, but he didn't look back.Yu Hang saw Wenxi's shoulder move, raised his foot again and walked forward, as if he didn't hear it.

Yu Hang quickened his pace and walked up to him: "I'm already here, so it's okay to say something?"

Wenxi was very cold: "What else can I say?"

Yu Hang looked behind him, and walked another 100 meters to the gate of his residential area: "You choose, do you want to go out with me to talk, or here, or go to your house?"

Wenxi looked at him: "Until now, have you figured out the situation? This matter is over, there is no need."

Yu Hang wondered: "Who told you it's over? You only said yours, I haven't answered yet, I haven't agreed yet!"

Wenxi turned her head to look at him: "So what? You think one party is unwilling to continue, so is there any need to persist in this matter?"

Before Yu Hang could speak again, Wenxi took a long leg and left without looking back.

Yu Hang looked at his leaving back, moved his footsteps, but finally did not step forward.If he really wants to chase, he can catch up with him in a few steps, but...this time is different from the past, he doesn't want to make things difficult to deal with.

In fact, he went to the magazine office in the morning.I lingered at the entrance of the editorial department for a long time, but didn't go in.I only took a quick glance, and saw Wenxi was talking with someone with his head bowed, then turned around and came back.

Yu Hang is not afraid of what others will think of him after knowing this, but he is afraid that Wenxi will be affected.Wenxi is not as ruthless as he said, but he does care about the eyes of people around him.He didn't want to cause new inconvenience to him because of his impulsiveness.

Dusk ended, the night grew darker, and the windows of the buildings on both sides gradually lit up.Yu Hang didn't leave. He got out of the car and walked around the entrance of the community. Feeling hungry, he went out again and found a small shop for dinner.

After sitting down, it feels unsatisfactory.The tables and chairs were greasy, the stove at the door was in a mess, and the fried rice pot that was being shaken in the hands of the boss had already been covered with oil, thick and greasy, and it was unappetizing to look at.So, when Yu Hang read the menu stickers on the wall, the words "beef fried rice" rolled out of his throat, and he swallowed it back immediately, changing it to "have a green vegetable noodle", thinking that he was rinsing it in the noodle soup pot It's over, it's not that scary.

Besides, he didn't come here specially for dinner today, it doesn't matter what he eats, as long as he is full.

After eating the noodles, I wandered to the gate of the community again. All the street lights were on, but the lighting index was not high. Standing at the entrance of the guard booth and looking around, it was still dark inside.

The guard at night was new, so he didn't know him very well, so Yu Hang told him to come and see a friend.The doorman asked him to write down the number of buildings in the registration book, leave his name and contact number, and let him in.

Yu Hang rang the doorbell several times in a row, but no one answered.Loud music sounded in my ears, and as soon as the weather got warmer, the dancing old men and women became diligent.Yu Hang was slightly relieved, at least Aunt Zhang would not appear suddenly.Yu Hang has seen her dance before, even in the wind and rain, she is as persistent as her unshakable fat.

Ring the doorbell again, still no answer.

Yu Hang boldly shouted to the window on the second floor, "Wenxi—"

The sound wasn't too loud, but with the windows on the second floor half open, you should be able to hear it even in the living room.

Wenxi did hear it.Maybe he was afraid that he would do something more outrageous, so he walked up to the window and looked down.

Yu Hang heard the phone ring.

The familiar voice said a little tiredly: "Go back."

"Can't you come down, or let me go up and talk? You can speak well, and I can listen well, okay?"

"... No matter how much you say, it won't change anything, so why bother?"

"I just want to hear your truth."

"I'm telling the truth."

Yu Hang tentatively, then went to ring the doorbell.The doorbell rang again and again, and Wenxi was always standing at the window.

"If you don't open, I will stay here until you are willing to talk to me!"

Wenxi's house is the first building on the left after entering the gate, with the wall in front.A corridor of vines was built along the wall with cement stone pillars. At this time, the leaves of the vines were still very tender, and the outside could be seen through the gaps.Wenxi watched Yu Hang retreat to the entrance of the corridor, standing still like a demonstrator, staring at herself.

After a while, Wenxi disappeared from the window.

Yu Hang thought for a while that he would come down to look for him, but he was not seen as the door opened and closed.After a while, Lao Song entered the door with Duoduo and Wenya in his arms. A few osmanthus trees separated Yu Hang and stood deep in the corridor, afraid of being discovered by them.

Today, brother-in-law and in-laws asked Wenya to go out for dinner with her father. Although the matter was moving in a good direction, Wenya still put on airs, ate and drank, and came home with her father as usual.If it weren't for this end, how could Dad have the opportunity to eat the meal invited by his in-laws?And this time, the attitude over there has also changed a lot, every mouthful is a gentle father.It is said that because the in-laws witnessed the woman flirting with other men, they were so angry that they insisted on their son turning back.The brother-in-law had always listened to his mother, and this lively extramarital drama was coming to an end so soon.

Wenxi watched indifferently as Duoduo showed him the presents bought by his grandmother, and he responded perfunctorily when asked by his niece.

Wen Ya pushed him: "Your brother-in-law said that next time I treat you to a meal alone, it will be regarded as an apology."

Wenxi lazily replied: "Just correct it. He doesn't live with me, how can he pay for it?"

His daughter's marriage has taken a turn for the better, and Lao Song's brows have relaxed these days. Although the son's affairs will take time, after all, life is moving in a good direction again, so he speaks lightly: "Tomorrow, I'll go to the market to buy some good food, and invite my uncle and my in-laws to have dinner!"

Wen Ya hurriedly stopped: "Dad, take it easy. The people in their family, to put it bluntly, are still scumbags. You can't give up so quickly and hang them up first. You hanged them back as they used to hang you. Now In the new year, the old man is the master who can play tricks."

Wenxi raised his eyelids: "You have become smarter."

"I was originally clever, but I was too kind in the past, and I gave everything to others. As a result, when others betrayed me, I had nothing left."

There was another person in Wenxi's heart. Seeing that the grandparents and grandson were happy and happy, they couldn't immerse themselves in their relaxed atmosphere, so they had to close their legs and say that they had to wash up.

While washing, he walked to the window of the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth. Looking at the half-dead street lamp, he saw that shadowy figure still standing there, and he felt uneasy again.

After returning to the living room, he absent-mindedly listened to his father talking about the hotel where he went to eat today, thinking about being a son is not in place.I often go to various high-end hotels, but my father rarely has the opportunity to eat. On the one hand, of course, the owner cannot allow you to bring your family to attend;It was not easy for someone to invite him, and he had to talk about everything from decoration to tables and chairs to main courses and desserts.

The son responded humbly, and Lao Song found out his reluctance, so he said, go back to the room when you are tired.

Wenxi kissed Duo Duo sideways and went back to the room.The first thing to do when opening the door is not to touch the switch on the wall, but to walk quickly to the window!

Once upon a time, he stood behind the window like this, looking at Yu Hang's car.He and him seem to have been looking at each other like this since they met each other, always looking at each other silently.

This time, Yu Hang didn't look up.Sometimes he has a simple mind, thinking that if the window is not lit, there is no one inside.Wenxi's bedroom window was not lit, so he thought he was still in the living room.

He watched silently for a while, and Yu Hang finally took a look here, and made a few phone calls in the middle.Wenxi thought that he would leave after a while, but this "moment" turned into half an hour, an hour or two hours, and he still didn't leave.Maybe I was tired from standing, so I sat down on the stone bench on the outside, leaning against the stone pillar, just able to look up at my window comfortably.

Yu Hang has a very stubborn side, like a child.

Wenxi heard the sound of Xixi Suosu, and someone downstairs shouted "It's raining", and she felt her heart tense.Although the spring rain is like oil, Yu Hang has not been out of the hospital for a long time, and it is not fun to be drenched like this again.

The sound of the rain was not subtle, Wenxi looked at the figure who shrank his neck and hid at the bottom of the corridor, and became more and more anxious. The vines on the verdant corridor would not block anything even in midsummer, not to mention that they were basically tangled vines. strip.

He stomped his feet, hoping that the rain would be heavier, and Yu Hang would go back if he couldn't stand it.

It seemed that God had intentionally sensed Wenxi's prayer. Ten minutes later, the sound of the rain gradually intensified, and Yu Hang looked at the window more frequently, expecting something.

And Wenxi has been waiting, waiting for the moment when he leaves.