Peeping at the ex-boyfriend next door who suddenly returned to China every day

Life and death on a plane today.

It is fate, if there must be one person who is remembered in that situation at that time.

Well, it's not bad that this person is you.

06 /

The air-conditioning in the shopping mall was very low, Ling Xuan folded his arms and leaned against the counter, was startled by the cold touch of the counter glass, and reluctantly straightened his body.

A few children ran past with laughter, and the children's mother yelled at them in a low voice behind them. When they passed by Ling Xuan and Xiao Zihang, they turned their heads to pay attention for a long time.

Just by looking at his eyes, he knew it must be a misunderstanding.

Although the society has become much more tolerant of homosexuality than before, in broad daylight, two big men walk along the jewelry counter one by one to pick out rings.

Ling Xuan responded with an unexplainable helpless smile to the lady passing by, and elbowed Xiao Zihang's ribs, saying: "Xiao Zihang, I'm risking my life to accompany a gentleman, no one is allowed to take a nap at noon, Accompanying you to pick out rings here makes us look like a couple, isn't it so scandalous."

"Sooner or later, you will have to go through my step and step into the grave of love. Now let's get some experience points first. It's not a loss." Xiao Zihang focused on a diamond ring in the hands of the shopping guide, pushed his glasses with his middle finger, and nodded. He didn't reply either.

"This is our new product of the season. The whole shape is very fashionable and young, and it is very temperamental when you use it..." The shopping guide is also a young girl in her early twenties. She glanced at them secretly and introduced with a smile.

"Tsk, my brother got tired of this little trick of giving rings when he was young..." Halfway through the speech, Ling Xuan's expression paused, and he changed the topic: "Besides, it's impossible for me to get married."

These words are heroic, but in fact, Ling Xuan bought a ring once in his life, and it was when he was talking with Zhong Yi when he was in college.

At that age, neither of them had much money, so they squandered the monthly living expenses at the beginning of the month, and were stretched at the end of the month.

Introduced by a professional teacher, Ling Xuan went to a wedding company to work part-time as a videographer for a few weeks. He tightened his belt and bought a pair of platinum rings, which he quietly placed in Zhong Yi's closet.

Unexpectedly, those two hundred and five nerves were as thick as a telephone pole. They changed clothes and took toiletries in front of the cabinet every day. , just gave the ring out.

When Zhong Yi looked at the ring in surprise, the corner of his mouth could not hide his smile, and he pretended not to care and said: "It looks so high-end, that Ling Xuan, if I live on a deserted island someday, I can use it to go to the ring. Do you want to exchange food with the natives?"

"Don't you dare." Ling Xuan rubbed the bridge of Zhong Yi's nose with his index finger, and sighed: "It's over, I lost everything and bought the big ring for my daughter-in-law, you're just so dismissive, you should give it back to me." He pretended Trying to get the ring back.

"Hey, hey, who is your daughter-in-law? Make it clear. There is no one like you. The gift you give is just the water that has been poured out. There is no return." Zhong Yi stepped back and hid the ring behind him. Ling Xuan pressed down on the locker and gnawed firmly.

After some passionate kisses that made people blush, Zhong Yi pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and panted with difficulty: "Don't, don't kiss, Xiao Zihang and the others will be back from get out of class later."

Only then did Ling Xuan let go of Zhong Yi's red and swollen lips that had been ravaged by him, put his chin on the young man's shoulder, gently rubbed against the texture of his waist, and said, "When will you move out with me, baby? In the dormitory, it’s inconvenient to do anything, and it’s impossible to think about it.”

"It's in broad daylight, Ling Xuan, you're a dick..." Zhong Yi tried to push, but he couldn't use his hands, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

The windows of the dormitory were not closed tightly, and the old ceiling fan was running tirelessly above the boy's head. It would be nice if the wind from the whole world would blow in, to cool down his hot body and heart.

...

After careful selection, Xiao Zihang chose a classic diamond ring as the proposal ring for his girlfriend. He took out the card from his wallet and handed it to the cashier, looking back casually, "I heard that Zhong Yi back home, you know?"

"Hmm." Ling Xuan replied vaguely.

Xiao Zihang turned his head to look at him, and saw that the man was busy replying to his subordinate's WeChat, his head was lowered, half of his face was covered by his bangs, and that pair of tricks was about to fall onto the screen.

Does it mean "Oh, got it", or "I already know it"?

Everyone is in the same dormitory, Ling Xuan has always been careless, Zhong Yi is more cautious, most people only think that they are on good terms, they do not know that they are a couple, but they did not deliberately hide their best friend Xiao Zihang .

Xiao Zihang is steady and wise, more mature than his peers. After Zhong Yi went abroad, he even took the initiative to seek advice from Ling Xuan on the basketball court.

Unexpectedly, Ling Xuan, who doesn't like oil and salt, cracked the basketball racket in his hand, laughed heartlessly, and said: "What, you are worrying about it, I'm fine, I'm fine, it's not a big deal in the first place . " As he spoke, he made a three-step layup.

At that time, he was watching from the side, unable to put in his mouth, his fingers trembling unconsciously because of his anger, he just wanted to round his arms and give Ling Xuan a big ear scrape.

A few minutes later, Ling Xuan finally finished typing, looked directly at him with a pair of dark eyes, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Ah, what did you just say?"

"It's okay." Xiao Zihang took the gift bag from the lady at the counter, looked at the watch on his wrist, and said with the reflection of his glasses: "It's almost time, it's time to go back to the company, thank you Mr. Spend time with me."

The air-conditioning in the shopping mall was cool, and it was the most blazing sun of the day outside. Ling Xuan stood on the side of the road and watched Xiao Zihang get into the car. After a while, he felt dazed by the scorching sun. Stretching out his hand to touch his forehead, he even branded his hair.

It's not that he doesn't know that there is an unresolved knot between himself and his old friend because of Zhong Yi.

For more than half a year after the two broke up, Ling Xuan had indeed lived a bewildered life.

When his father was ill, Ling Xuan rushed to the company for an internship. He often ran between school and home, and seldom went back to the dormitory.

After that period of time, when acquainted classmates and friends meet again and ask about him and Zhong Yi, they can indeed pretend to be calm and cheerful, talking and laughing - on the one hand, men want face, on the other hand It was Ling Xuan who was still struggling in his heart. He mistook their separation as a cross-border cold war. He misunderstood it subconsciously. He misunderstood that Zhong Yi was just venting his anger with him. When the anger subsided, he would naturally come back.

But it's just waiting to see who admits defeat first, it doesn't matter, he has the determination and patience.

Another night when his graduation was approaching, that Zhong Yi had been abroad for more than a year, and he finally couldn't hold back the long loneliness and heart palpitations, so he dialed the familiar number for the first time after breaking up.

It wasn't until the cold mechanical female voice came from his ear: "Hello, the user you dialed is an empty number", that kind of great sourness and grief wrapped him like black wings, and he dully realized that they really broke up.

He once told him a lot about the future, Zhong Yi always listened to it with a smile and didn't answer, he didn't understand at that time, recalling his vague smile now, Ling Xuan couldn't help but wonder if Zhong Yi hadn't heard it early in the morning Then he knew that there was no self in his future.

The memory with Zhong Yi is like the hot sun in midsummer, the distant warmth longed for by the north wind in winter, and the aftermath of numb hair caused by the sun.

Zhong Yi is like a blunt razor, seemingly safe and harmless, he is gentle and polite to everyone, rarely gets angry and quarrels with himself, but inadvertently cuts fine and dense wounds on his skin.

Now that the old love is back, and there are others beside him, everything about him has nothing to do with me.

The taxi carrying Xiao Zihang passed away on the sun-drenched asphalt road, Ling Xuan stood in the shadow of the billboard, a smile flashed in his eyes, he turned around and entered the shopping mall again .

It may be that the weakness of human beings is such that no matter how many times rationality convinces itself in the cerebral cortex, it still cannot resist a fleeting instinctive impulse.

He needs to buy a telescope.

07 /

Of course, it would be a lie to say that you don't care or don't want to know.

The binoculars that took 5 minutes to choose were really useful, because he was not in the mood to listen to the introduction of the shopping guide lady, so he went straight to the price sign, took an expensive card and left.

The layout of the window in the field of vision is very clear, even the icons lit up on the computer desktop are clear, and now it is only waiting for the owner of the opposite house to come to the window.

Turn off the lights, hide behind the curtains, and concentrate on observing the furnishings behind the other party's room... Suddenly, Ling Xuan can empathize with those weird uncles who are willing to peek under the girls' skirts, and the wretched voyeurs in the toilet.

——He knew that his actions were despicable, but he couldn't restrain his inner curiosity and voyeuristic desire for Zhong Yi.

The fold-eared cat raised at home first stared dumbfounded at the strangely behaving master for a while, then came over quietly and gently pressed against Ling Xuan's leg, the slight itching made him both excited and uneasy.

Before a few seconds of guilt and self-blame, the core of the existence of this telescope appeared in the field of vision.

It was Zhong Yi who had just taken a shower, was wearing only a pair of boxer briefs, and was bare-chested.

Ling Xuan couldn't help holding his breath, you know, he wanted to see this person like crazy, thought about it for 1800 days, even if the current method is extreme, it is understandable.

He saw Zhong Yi wipe his hair casually with the towel around his neck, then went to the balcony and put the