Drifting

Tan Qing never came to the hospital where Cheng Sidu was.

Cheng Sidu's cell phone rang many times a day, but Tan Qing was not among them.

Cheng Sidu's mother brought her boyfriend home.

Siying was very upset and didn't want to eat at the same table, but Sidu couldn't be willful.

The parents' marriage came to an end seven years ago, and Sidu's reasons accounted for a large proportion.If children can also be judged as sins, then breaking up their parents is already a serious crime.

On the table are Cheng's mother's rare delicious dishes, shrimp tofu, pickled vegetables and taro soup, potato stewed pork belly, and a large bowl of crucian carp soup.Cheng's mother was busy with the last dish in the kitchen. Her boyfriend said hello, and naturally walked into the kitchen to help.

Standing outside the door, Cheng Sidu had to admit that he was the outsider.

The last dish served was tamales.

Cheng Sidu's face was a little pale, he clasped the rim of the bowl with his fingers, he didn't look at the dish much, just lowered his head to eat.

Mother Cheng said a little shyly: "This is your Uncle Sun. We, our idea is to get the certificate sometime."

Cheng Sidu's throat hurt a little, so he nodded.

"Sidu. Hey, your mother and I are still thinking about taking a wedding photo—"

"Okay!" Cheng's mother interrupted him, smiling a little shyly, "Don't talk about these things in front of the children." As she said, she put a piece of pork belly in her boyfriend's bowl.

Cheng Sidu said yes with "ummm", in short, everything is in favor and there is no objection. Finally, I wish them a happy marriage for a hundred years.

Cheng Sidu found an excuse to go out, wandering aimlessly in the street alone, like a ghost.He bought a pack of Nanjing cigarettes in a small shop and sat on a park bench to smoke.

Smoking a cigarette, teasing passing dogs, and finally went to get a room.

He told his family that he was going to work overtime, but there was no further question.

Cheng Sidu's cell phone was turned on 24 hours a day.He has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the battery of his mobile phone must not be lower than 70, and must be a multiple of 5.He put the phone on the bed to charge, took a shower, checked the sheets and bedding briefly, and then lay down.

He arched his back, his knees and elbows against the wall, and his sleeping position was very cramped and stiff, as if he was still lying on the rusty wire bed in his memory.It was very hot in summer, the electric fan was running tirelessly, and his body was covered with sweat, but Tan Qing would hug him from behind and kiss his slightly cold shoulder.

He is no longer so young, his limbs are no longer thin and juvenile, and his joints will rattle lightly when he bends and turns.

Sidu realized that life is like boiling frogs in warm water, and every growth that people think seems to happen in a very vague moment and moment.The water doesn't have to reach boiling point for the frog to die in a tender dream.But Sidu is very clear that he grew up and aged in an instant on that night seven years ago.

Sidu fell asleep in a trance and had a dream.

He and Tan Qing quarreled over some trivial matter.He felt wronged, like a child, hiding under the blanket, crying while being angry.Tan lightly took off his coat and was busy cooking instant noodles.

Before Tan Qing finished eating the instant noodles, Sidu crawled out of bed, like a yellow dog who had been hungry for three days and three nights, grabbed his chopsticks and ate all the soup and noodles.

As for Tan Qing, Tan Qing sat on the plastic stool and watched him finish his noodles, saw the fine beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, wiped it off with his hand, and said to him: "I haven't eaten today, so you quarreled with me."

Sidu was horrified, felt that he was simply inconsiderate and cruel, and immediately begged for mercy and acted like a baby: "Then I won't quarrel, I'll cook you a bowl of noodles again, okay?"

After Tan Qing proposed to break up, Sidu always walked around Yujie, Tianqiao, and the park alone. While walking, he recalled the details of getting along with Tan Qing. This small matter hurt Tan Qing and forced him to leave him.

The emotional account is not clear, and Sidu feels more and more uncomfortable, and finally has to give up.

But he didn't want to admit that Tan Qing's love for him was so fragile and thin. The mountains hadn't collapsed, the ground hadn't been cracked, there was no snow in summer, and there wasn't a heart-piercing thing happened. Tan Qing was so light and so light. Solemnly parted with him.

Sidu is very naive, he thinks his love is different from that of ordinary people, because he is deeply in love, he thinks that this love should have a devotion and a happy ending no matter what.

Si Du woke up dry, and found that there were several missed calls in Mange's mobile phone. He clicked on it, and there was a call from Tan Qing.

He immediately dialed back, but regretted the moment he dialed back, but it was too late.

"Hello, Doctor Cheng?" It wasn't Tan Qing's voice.

Cheng Sidu frowned, and responded, his throat was unbelievably hoarse just after waking up, like an old and dilapidated record player.

"Tan Qing has something to tell you."

The background sound of the phone is a laughing human voice.

After a brief blank, Tan Qing's "Hello" came, his voice was low, and there were very unique pauses in his enunciation, sometimes it seemed to be joking, and sometimes it seemed to be hidden in the words, Cheng Sidu was very familiar with it.

Tan Qing said: "I love you."

Cheng Sidu didn't speak for a while, and for a long time, he held back his tears and said, "Are you playing truth or dare?"

Tan lightly paused, then smiled, "Sorry, they made a fuss and insisted on calling the latest phone number I saved."

"Oh." Cheng Sidu hugged the phone, his face was in hot pain, as if someone had slapped him a few times, he endured it for a while, and still cried, "You bastard."

You make them make fun of me, you make fun of me wanting love, you bastard.

Tan Qing's breathing suddenly became heavier. At this moment, he was completely sober. He brushed away his friends and walked to the terrace. Sidu's sobbing sound came from the phone. He said, "Don't cry."

"I, do I have to listen to you?" Cheng Sidu became more and more reluctant.

There was silence for a while, Tan Qing said again: "Cheng Sidu, stop crying...I'm so tired." Tan Qing leaned on the carved railing, looked up at the full moon, and listened to Cheng Sidu suddenly crying. Heavy breathing and continuous crying.

Cheng Sidu did not cry anymore.

At this moment, Tan Qing felt a little pain in her heart, but she also felt happy.

He didn't know whom to hate.He couldn't hate the naive Cheng Sidu, maybe he could only hate himself.