A letter from a strange man

After taking this group of photos, Jing Ling's hands were numb from the cold.

He needs to hold the camera up all the time, and even because of the framing of a certain snapshot, he needs to lie down in the snow for a long time, and it may be possible to capture the texture of snowflakes floating on the hair.

After he returned to the inn, he wrapped himself in a blanket and snuggled up on the tatami by the fireplace.

The glass made of rainbow fragments is radiant, and the fireplace is glowing with warm light, inexplicably reminding me of the plot in "Love Letter".

He suddenly wanted to write something to Zhang Hui, thinking about everything that happened with Zhang Hui recently, it seems that he hasn't felt lonely for a long time, every day is very fulfilling.

"How are you, Fujii?"

Then he writes "How are you? Zhang Hui?"

Jing Ling laughed foolishly, tapped her fingers word by word, she hasn't seen Zhang Hui for two days, she really misses him.

Snowflakes falling outside, the flickering lights inside, the sound of typing, and Jing Ling's heartbeat.

……

After crossing a chapter in a time zone, he met Lin Xiyi and Jiang Yishan, who he hadn't seen for a while. Jiang Yishan was still the same as before, but Lin Xiyi was getting fatter, and his original baby face became more sensual.

Lin Xiyi drank a little too much, lying on the table, holding the wine glass in one hand, hammering the table with the other, wailing remorsefully: "You said, you are so cute, why are you getting married?"

Jiang Yishan silently turned on the phone's recording function, with an upright face: "It's recorded, and it will be released at your wedding ceremony."

Lin Xiyi gave him a hammer, and then half leaned on Zhang Hui, babbling like a little old lady: "I always thought that you would be the first among us to get married! I never thought it would be me. Why am I so afraid of being a husband and child's father alone Zhang Shuai!"

"How wonderful, the place where you turn around is home, but don't be in the blessing and don't know the blessing."

Zhang Hui took a sip of wine, and suddenly remembered Jing Ling, who hadn't seen him for two days, and what was running and throbbing in his heart was probably the feeling of longing.

"Xiaochen's mother urged her to get married. She said that if I don't marry Xiaochen, she won't let Xiaochen have sex with me. You said we have been together for so many years, and I have already regarded her as my wife. What's the certificate? It's a matter of time, but after waiting until this day, I always feel that something is missing, do you think I have marriage phobia!"

"Scumbag." Jiang Yishan spat out these two words ruthlessly.

Lin Xiyi was heartbroken. He rested his head on Zhang Hui's shoulder and shook Zhang Hui's neck. He said with his tongue out, "I also feel that I have a bit of a scumbag. Zhang Shuai, please tell me how to be a good gentleman!"

Zhang Hui escaped from his clutches, sat up straight and laughed at himself: "I don't know, I'm also a scumbag."

Lin Xiyi said loudly: "You fart, who are you scum! The only scum is Ben Sao, a broken boy's heart."

Zhang Hui smiled helplessly, but frowned slightly.

Seeing the emotion between Zhang Hui's brows, Jiang Yishan asked with concern: "Zhang Shuai, what's bothering you?" Then he asked tentatively: "Is it emotional?"

Although Zhang Hui really doesn't seem like a person with emotional troubles, once such a person is trapped in emotion, he will probably be more confused than ordinary people.

"It's nothing." Zhang Hui said as if without any emotion, tapping his fingers on the table lightly.

But it was this short reply that was delayed for a long time, and even Lin Xiyi, who was pretending to be crazy and stupid, felt Zhang Hui's abnormality, and he couldn't help staring at Zhang Hui inquiringly.

After a long time, Jiang Yishan and Lin Xiyi saw Zhang Hui turned to them, and said seriously: "I may not get married anymore."

The two were at a loss, Jiang Yishan asked puzzledly: "Brother, are you also afraid of getting married?"

Lin Xiyi thinks that although Zhang Hui has had a few relationship experiences and has so many passing by, he has hardly had such a long window of time as an adult, so now that he has been single for so long, he may have forgotten the feeling of being in love.

He comforted him: "Oh, Zhang Shuai, you can't think like that! Marriage is still very good. If you think about it, you can see the person you like every day when you wake up. Isn't your life complete!"

Jiang Yishan squinted at him: "Then you were groaning just now, don't you really want to get married?"

Lin Xiyi hammered him: "I'm not acting like a baby with Zhang Shuai, you know what!"

Zhang Hui shook his head, took a sip of the strong wine, his throat was pungent, he narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the bubbles in the wine glass, and with the sound of his fingers tapping on the table, he said a resounding sentence.

"I seem to be in love with a man."

The petrified Jiang and Lin were left behind.

After washing up, Zhang Hui sat in front of the workbench and dealt with work matters for a while.

It was difficult for him to concentrate today, sometimes he thought of the conversation with Jiang Lin just now, sometimes he thought of Jing Ling and every time he got close to Jing Ling after returning to the country.

Just now, Lin Xiyi closed his mouth and looked at him with concern: "Brother, is it true?"

Jiang Yishan continued: "That's right, Zhang Shuai, didn't you all have girlfriends before, why did you suddenly like men?"

Zhang Hui smiled, rubbed his fingers against the wine glass, his eyes were indescribably gentle: "either he suddenly likes a man, or he likes him." Thinking of Jing Ling, his eyes filled with affection.

"And as it happens, he's a man."

Looking at Zhang Hui's appearance, Jiang Yishan thought it must be true.

He had never seen such deep affection on Zhang Hui's face, even when he announced to them that he and Meng Lixun were together, his face was just the joy of young people in love, not the more layered complexity now .

So he asked, "How long have you known each other?"

Zhang Hui's expression suddenly became more apologetic: "Speaking of which, it should be more than ten years."

Lin Xiyi took a deep breath, his jaw almost dropped to the top of his shoe in shock: "What? More than ten years? We met in college?"

Jiang Yishan was also shocked, he helped the glasses that had slipped down the bridge of his nose.

Zhang Hui shook the cup: "Yes."

Then he said with some regret: "It's just that I just met recently."

Jiang Yishan looked at him and said seriously: "Have you thought about it, if you are with him."

Zhang Hui knew what he wanted to say, it was nothing more than the secular perspective and the family's explanation, these were nothing to him.

It's just the person that matters, isn't it?

……

He leaned on the back of the chair, shaking slightly a few times, he looked at the bed upstairs, at the bar counter in the restaurant, at the sofa and blankets, he did not expect that this short-lived home was already full of Jing Ling's shadow.

Some miss him.

But it was early in the morning, and he was afraid that sending WeChat and making phone calls would affect Jing Ling's rest, so he opened the mailbox again, and there were still a few letters that he hadn't finished reading. In the days when he is away, he should read them first. .

Where did you see it last time?He recalled it, and then found that the next letter he read last time was four years after the last one. He was a little curious about what happened to Jing Ling in the past four years, just as he was curious about the fine weeds left on his arms. The mood when the scar is numb.

"haven't seen you for a long time.

Really long time no see, do you miss me.

Probably not, and I don't want you to have it, because I don't deserve you to miss me anymore.

Can you believe it?I had a big dream, and this dream lasted for four years.

I haven't thought of you in these four years, but it's not because I don't like you anymore, but in my world, I'm already with you.

I seem to have done some wrong things, some very bad things, and I am no longer as frank as I used to be, because my soul is no longer as pure as before.

No, I don’t ask for your forgiveness, I just hope that I don’t do wrong things again, and I don’t admit wrong people again. "

What did he do wrong?wrong person?

The feeling of being clenched in the heart reappeared, and Zhang Hui opened another letter.

"How are you doing?

I have been in a much better mood recently, so I went on a trip, wanting to walk around the world.

I drew a map, which marked the places you have been to and the food you have eaten. As long as I think that you may have blown the same wind, sat on the same bench, and drank the same coffee as you, I will will feel happy and satisfied.

I know you like Iceland the most. When I went there, I didn’t report to the tour group. On the day I first arrived, the car I rented suddenly broke down on the road to the rented homestay. It was very dark that day, and there were no street lights or even passing cars on the road. and pedestrians.

There was solitude, an eerie silence.

The air conditioner couldn't heat, and the mobile phone had no signal. I felt so cold, so cold that I was about to die.

I wrapped all the clothes I brought around my body, and I didn't dare to get out of the car and walk around, for fear of meeting some terrible animals or people, who would die anyway. I thought it would be more decent to freeze to death.

I use my mobile phone to edit my will. I wrote many chapters. I hope the person who found my body can misunderstand. I am not alone. I will be happier.

It may be that your name that has been written too many times has blessed me. In fact, my homestay is nearby. My landlord waited for me for a long time but did not wait for me. He was afraid that I would get lost or something unexpected would happen, so he found it.

Fortunately, I still saw the aurora during this trip to Iceland. I feel that it is like you to me. It is so beautiful that I keep following it. "

Jing Ling didn't use too much pen and ink to describe what happened in those four years, he just summed it up, but Zhang Hui's heart fluctuated with his words.

He thought that after Jing Ling came back, he must treat him better. Whatever he wanted, he thought he would give it to him.

Doomed to not be able to fall asleep tonight, so Zhang Hui read all the remaining letters in one go, and when he finished reading, the sky was already bright.

He went into the bathroom to wash his face, and looked in the mirror after washing. The man in the mirror had bloodshot eyes and a new stubble growing on his chin. He had never been so sloppy and embarrassed.

Those past events that he had no time to participate in were heavier than he had imagined. He could no longer be just curious as he was when he first discovered these letters. These letters were backlogged in his heart and made his heart ache.

He suddenly wanted to see Jing Ling very much, wanted very much, so he booked a ticket to Sapporo that day.

The author has something to say

Good Sunday night everyone!Today is a bit early, after all, the title of this article is a letter from a strange man, so I want to explain all those letters, it may be a bit long-winded, but I hope everyone will not be annoying, you think!Lao Gong is going to find Jing Ling, and we will meet again in the next chapter~ No rush, no rush (desire to survive. But in this chapter, Lao Gong admits love hahahahaha