Song of Glass

Jiao Wangyu's abnormality was so obvious that Pu Songqiu didn't know how to deal with it.

He could only stand there with his hands hanging by his sides, letting Jiao Wangyu hug him and cry.

Pu Songqiu didn't expect Jiao Wangyu to be like this, obviously he had encountered those things, why does this person look sadder than him?It seems that he has been greatly wronged.

He has never seen Jiao Wangyu explode with such strong emotions. In the past, this person seemed light and sunny. What's wrong now?

Pu Songqiu was completely unaware of what the year he left meant to Jiao Wangyu, and he didn't know that Jiao Wangyu used countless sleepless nights to change himself little by little during this year.

It cannot be said that such a change is not good, as the adults say, they are already at the age of two, and they cannot always be like children.

Doesn't his favorite Li Zongsheng also sing in the song-people always learn to grow up by themselves.

Growth has a price, Pu Songqiu's departure made Jiao Wangyu grow up, and the price is the stupid him in the past.

That's fine, Jiao Wangyu actually likes himself quite a bit now.

Still confused, but still optimistic about some things.

After thinking about some things clearly, I also learned some tricks from Ying Zong.

Jiao Wangyu said, "You stopped talking again."

Pu Songqiu stood there at a loss, not knowing what to say at all.

In this regard, he is really slow.

"Forget it." Jiao Wangyu let go of him and sat back on the chair again, "Let's have a good chat."

Jiao Wangyu waited for Pu Songqiu to sit back, his mind had been busy just now, and now his mind was clear again, he felt that his actions just now were somewhat embarrassing, and wanted to change the subject as soon as possible.

Pu Songqiu was relieved to see that he stopped making trouble and entanglement, and sat back beside him.

Jiao Wangyu suddenly realized that Yingzong's tricks were really not suitable for Pu Songqiu, they would only scare him.

Be gentle and walk into each other's world gently.

"What have you been doing this year?" Jiao Wangyu was really curious.

He knew that maybe he should ask more tactfully, but after thinking about it, he didn't know how to speak.

In the past few days, he was always distracted, and every time his mind wandered, he couldn't help but guess what Pu Songqiu was doing at that time.

In autumn, is Pu Songqiu also walking forward on fallen leaves?

In winter, did Pu Songqiu have such a heavy snowfall?

In spring, are the trees on Pu Songqiu's side green?

In summer, did it rain over Pu Songqiu?

He was always thinking about where Pu Songqiu was at the moment, what he was doing, who he had met, and what he had experienced. He had many questions, but no one could answer him.

Now, the other party finally came back. During the year they were separated, there was a blank space in each other's world. Jiao Wangyu wanted to fill this gap, to know more about each other, and to get closer to him.

You must first understand before you can understand, and only after you understand can you give proper consideration.

Jiao Wangyu wants to tear down the iceberg little by little like prying open the tip of the iceberg. This process may be long and difficult, but because of the return of the other party, he has begun to have motivation, and he always feels that it is not so impossible to achieve.

"It's nothing." Pu Songqiu's answer was very flat, so flat that it didn't have any content.

Jiao Wangyu looked at him: "What is nothing?"

It's not that Pu Songqiu doesn't want to have a good chat with him, it's just that he doesn't know where to start.

It was as if there was a mess of wool in front of him, Jiao Wangyu asked him to roll it up and hand it over, but he couldn't even find where the end was.

"Is it hard to say?"

"do not know what to say."

Jiao Wangyu asked him seriously: "Then would you like to tell me?"

Pu Songqiu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Just be willing.

What Jiao Wangyu is most afraid of is that Pu Songqiu has no desire to confide in him at all.

"Then, let me ask, and you answer, okay?" Jiao Wangyu suddenly felt like he was coaxing a child who couldn't communicate with others, such Pu Songqiu was a little more cute.

Pu Songqiu nodded, but did not look at Jiao Wangyu.

Jiao Wangyu smiled and asked him, "Where did you live this year?"

"My aunt's house." Pu Songqiu answered quickly.

"How is Auntie treating you?"

Pu Songqiu nodded: "Very good."

Jiao Wangyu kept looking at the other party, observing his expression.

Pu Songqiu doesn't know how to tell lies. Once he tells a lie, it is easy to be discovered. Unless he learns badly during the year of not seeing each other, Jiao Wangyu has the confidence to see through all his lies.

"That's good." Jiao Wangyu said, "What did you do during the year you didn't go to school?"

Pu Songqiu was silent for a few seconds, then replied: "Working in a convenience store."

Jiao Wangyu looked at him and saw the wound on his finger.

"Is this left over from working?"

"Ah."

Jiao Wangyu bit his lip: "Does it hurt?"

Does it hurt?

Pu Songqiu thought that after his parents left, he would never hear others ask him that question again.

He turned around, looked at Jiao Wangyu, and swallowed subconsciously.

"It was quite painful at the time." Pu Songqiu is not a person who likes to show weakness, and he has never been willing to complain about his life to others, but at this moment, Jiao Wangyu's words made him want to show his unwillingness to show others.

After all, this person is still different to me.

"What about now?" Jiao Wangyu wanted to reach out to touch it, but restrained himself.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Jiao Wangyu stared at his fingers, and asked confusedly: "Did you cry at that time?"

Pu Songqiu was startled, then laughed: "No."

Jiao Wangyu also smiled: "That's right, why are you crying because of this kind of thing?"

After finishing speaking, Jiao Wangyu thought of Pu Songqiu's parents, they left Pu Songqiu's world respectively, at that time, Pu Songqiu must have cried very sadly.

"I didn't actually do anything this year."

In Pu Songqiu's view, some memories are actually unnecessary, because there is nothing worth mentioning in the memories.

Because the memory is full of mud, when I look back, I can only see a string of dirty footprints left by myself.

He hoped that what he brought to Jiao Wangyu would be relaxation, happiness, and gentleness, but obviously, he failed.

How can one recall a failed life without looking too embarrassing?

"Take care of the family affairs. I found a job at a convenience store." Pu Songqiu looked at a place in the room in a daze, but his eyes fell on the memory behind him. At least you can get in touch with different people, so you won’t lose touch with society.”

Jiao Wangyu listened quietly, imagining how Pu Songqiu was busy behind the cashier in his convenience store uniform.

"After working for a year, I gradually adapted."

It's not that I have adapted to the work there, but that I have become an orphan.

No father, no mother, no home.

The pain of losing a loved one cannot be imagined by those who have not experienced it.

And getting out of this pain is far more difficult than imagined.

Pu Songqiu didn't describe too much how he "adapted", he just said that the change of seasons made him see more possibilities in life.

His life is still long, and he still has to return to the normal track.

The real Pu Songqiu is waiting for him to return, return to campus, and create the future.

Up to now, I really only live for myself, which is gratifying but also sad.

Pu Songqiu talked a lot. On this blackout night, he told Jiao Wangyu about the people and things he met during the year of working.

Talk about the colleague who rejected the confession of the girl he loves because he is a resolute unmarried, and talk about the girl who came to buy beer crying in the middle of the night.

Talk about a black stray cat he met, and talk about the little sparrow that came to accompany him when he was sitting on the steps blowing in the wind.

Pu Songqiu hasn't said so many words for a long time, or in other words, even in the past, he seldom said so much.

Jiao Wangyu kept listening, imagining, as if Pu Songqiu's words took him back to those 300-odd days, and he walked through those times with the other party.

Finally, the distance between the two gradually shortened in Pu Songqiu's narration, and the two who had been separated for a long time finally sat side by side again.

Pu Songqiu spoke dryly, but he was extremely happy. He who seldom confide in himself, realized for the first time that confiding was such a joyful thing.The melancholy that had been accumulated in his heart for so long seemed to have faded a lot, and he even breathed more freely.

After he finished speaking, Jiao Wangyu said, "I'm so sorry."

"what happened?"

"I missed such an important year in your life." What Jiao Wangyu said was true, and he regretted it.

The past year was destined to be the most extraordinary year in Pu Songqiu's long life. The joys and sorrows that happened were irreplaceable, but he missed it just like that.

Pu Songqiu was silent.

"Can I ask one last question?" This is what Jiao Wangyu has always wanted to know, and it has troubled him for a long time, and every time he thinks about it, he feels depressed and painful.

He likes Pu Songqiu so much, cherishes Pu Songqiu too much, that's why he cares about this matter.

"You said."

Jiao Wangyu looked at him, then looked away again.

The two of them were silent in the dark for a long time, and Jiao Wangyu finally said, "Why do you have to cut off contact with me?"

What am I doing wrong?

Or do you think I was never important to you?

Jiao Wangyu couldn't understand, he felt that even if they were just ordinary friends, they wouldn't even send a message.

Pu Songqiu couldn't answer this question.

This sentence was like an arrow shot by Jiao Wangyu, Pu Songqiu was defenseless and had nowhere to hide, but the other party hit the bull's-eye, he was completely dead.

What to say?

Said, because I want to take advantage of this year to forget you, so that I no longer like you?

How could it be possible to speak out.

Jiao Wangyu looked at him: "You don't want to answer me?"

Pu Songqiu didn't move or speak.

Jiao Wangyu sighed helplessly, and rubbed between his brows as if resigned to his fate.

"Then, let me ask, and you answer." Jiao Wangyu said, "Is it because I did something that annoyed you?"

Pu Songqiu shook his head.

"Is it because you think it's dispensable to you?"

Pu Songqiu turned to look at him.

The two looked at each other, and after a while Pu Songqiu said, "You are a very important person."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-2806:32:04~2020-07-2906:20:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Xiang Bei, Huo Huo Yu, 1 plain steamed stuffed bun;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yizhaosan; 6 bottles of Little Red Riding Hood; 5 bottles of Tsundoku; 2 bottles of Doctor Chips and Ye Jiubai;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!