your name is so tricky

No one knows what Lao Ao said to Hao Fang that afternoon. Mr. Ao went through everything that Qi Ji experienced back then, and he couldn't find Hao Fang after digging three feet.He had asked Lao Ao hysterically many times where he hid him, but Lao Ao kept silent and let him go crazy and let him scream. Can see everything.

He has completely moved out of the house, and has never set foot in the house again. Although the old lady calls and he answers, as soon as he mentions letting him go home, he immediately hangs up the phone.He did everything possible to find Hao Fang's mother's home. His mother also said that she didn't know Hao Fang's whereabouts. Mr. Ao knew that she was deliberately concealing it. If Hao Fang hadn't confessed, how could she have kept the news.As the days went by, Mr. Ao's heart gradually cooled down, and he slept in the room where he had been lingering with Hao Fang day and night, and the smell left by Hao Fang in the room became weaker and weaker.The pot of blue violets on the balcony also disappeared on the day Hao Fang disappeared, leaving only a flower pot imprinted there, stained with some soil, and after several rains, the imprint disappeared completely.

After a year like a walking dead, Mr. Ao put all his energy into his work.Datang was transferred to the headquarters, considered to be promoted, leaving the position of manager to be taken over by Mr. Ao.Under the leadership of Mr. Ao, the company's performance continued to rise, but the high-spirited career could not engrave any pride on the man's face.Mr. Ao is still the same Mr. Ao, eloquent and humorous, but he can no longer care about being nice to someone.

Song Yan's company is more advanced than Mr. Ao's, but he doesn't have much promotion and salary increase. This is the limitation of his own ability. He is doomed to be an ordinary white-collar worker who can only support his family for the rest of his life.Fortunately, he is not a young man with lofty ambitions, otherwise Mr. Ao alone would have made him vomit to death on the job.

On weekdays, when he gets along with Mr. Ao, he still has no ups and downs. When he is bored, he goes into his office to joke a few words, talking about something and nothing, and his life is leisurely.Occasionally, he would take him to the nightclubs, and have a frenzy with Tang Shiyang and Qi Ji, who have been friends for many years. Thanks to these people by his side, Mr. Ao felt that his life would not come to an end.

As usual, Mr. Ao returned home after get off work and started cooking.From time to time, he would buy some small ribs to make. After a year of repeated research, his craftsmanship has even surpassed that of the old lady.After the two dishes and one soup were ready, I filled a bowl of white rice and ate alone.At eight o'clock, he turned on the TV and it was the drama he had been chasing. He could predict the ending after seeing the first half of the plot, but this vulgar and non-innovative plot still could drive his emotions.He is no longer obsessed with whether he is GAY, whether he is a monk through and through, he clearly labels himself a gay, watches gay movies, and chats with a group of rotten girls on the post bar.

The most acclaimed movie in the circle is of course "Brokeback Mountain", but Mr. Ao doesn't like this movie very much. The most important thing is that the portrayal is too real, and the ending is unacceptable. After watching it, he can't calm down for a long time.It is impossible for his Hao Fang to leave him only a shirt. This room is full of Hao Fang's shadows, the quilt he slept on, the clothes he wore, the cup he drank from, and the clothes he gave him. The picture I drew was firmly attached to the head of the bed at this moment.It is impossible for Hao Fang to just disappear. As long as he stays here, he will definitely appear in front of him one day and explain why he left without saying goodbye.

The old lady called again, and the other end of the phone didn't know whether it was Xiao Er or Xiao Wen, who babbled and called Dad.He is not a cruel person. His son is on the other end of the phone, and it is only ten minutes away by car, but he has not visited them for a year. Being a father is not a failure or What.

Where did Hao Fang go?No one knew, he didn't tell his mother, he didn't tell He Yu, the only ones who knew were Ge Ying and Lin Haiguang, he changed his mobile phone number, and only left an □□ number that he had been using before, which of course was No Mr. Ao.He didn't go far, but went to a fine arts academy in a neighboring province for further study.All the salary he saved in the past year as a supporting teacher has been paid for his tuition. He works part-time while studying, which is easier than when he was in college.The only thing that is difficult is that no one will cook for him anymore, and no one will prepare endless snacks for him.

In fact, before Mr. Ao appeared, all of this was normal, but after enjoying his good life, one's life became a little miserable.Three months after arriving in Hangzhou, I spent a Spring Festival alone, and the sky was still full of fireworks on New Year's Eve, but it was all done by others.That night he went to the West Lake in Hangzhou. He was alone with only the weeping willows on the shore. He reached out to touch the water, and the biting coolness awakened him who was sinking in longing.He stood up and shouted to the silent lake: "Ao Ao, you must wait for me." Fortunately, there was no one around the lake that night, and the only response to him was the whistling wind.

The person who proposed the two-year bet at the beginning was Lao Ao. Hao Fang also followed his request not to contact Mr. Ao during this period. He listened to the parenthesis.The people in the dormitory extended the call time as much as possible according to his words, sometimes they were selling insurance, sometimes they were real estate agents, and sometimes they were credit loans.But a number can only be used once, and I am afraid that if I use too much, the other party will become suspicious and let him know that I am in Hangzhou not far from him.

But if there are too many times, there will be accidents. At that time, they all thought that the phone had been hung up, and the roommate called his name, and the voice passed.Through the mobile phone, he heard Mr. Ao's urgent cry. After this accident, Hao Fang never dared to take the risk of calling again.

The seasons change, and the scenery by the West Lake also changes, but every season will have different flowers blooming, and there is an endless stream of tourists who come here, and it is very lively.When the weather is windy and sunny, he will go there to sketch. Occasionally, he will see someone who paints a portrait for 30 yuan a piece. Of course he has such skills at this time, but his future plan is to be an art teacher, not a street performer.

Seeing that it is deep winter again, and his second Spring Festival in Hangzhou will come in a few months. More than half of the agreed time has passed, and he has already obtained his teacher qualification certificate when he just graduated. If it weren’t for Lao Ao’s After that, he is now an art teacher.The training here is almost over. Just when he was considering whether to find a job here, Lao Ao approached him.

I don't know how Lao Ao found him. When he returned to school from outside that day, he heard someone looking for him.In the school affairs reception room, Lao Ao sat there without saying a word, thinking that he had been an official for a long time, and he still had to put on the airs of an adjutant when he was alone.Hao Fang felt a little funny when he was surprised.Unable to guess the purpose of his visit this time, he didn't speak first after entering. '

Lao Ao took a sip of the tea, thinking that the taste was not too pleasant, so he put it down again.Seeing Hao Fang coming, the expression on his face seemed to be a little embarrassed, but he quickly adjusted his state and cut directly to the topic: "I lost this bet, you go back."

Hao Fang was a little puzzled, it was only half of the past two years, why did the old man admit defeat, and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"To tell you the truth, since you left, Aozi and I had a few fights and then left. I haven't been home for more than a year. I did this because I hoped that he hadn't been here for the past two years. I can wake up, but this year he has become even more unconscious. I came to you not because I thought I did something wrong, I did everything for him, and what I do now is also for him. "

Hao Fang wanted to laugh a little, the old man was so confident in admitting to losing, maybe it would be like if he really won.Of course he wanted to follow Lao Ao back immediately and go back to his original life, but the schoolwork was still more than a month away from finishing, so he could only take a few days off to go back and have a look, to appease the coquettish and gentle Thoughtful man.

After sending Lao Ao away, he asked the school for three days off and bought a bus ticket for the next day.At night, he wanted to call that person openly, but he still suppressed his excitement. He was looking forward to seeing Mr. Ao's expression when he saw him.