you better leave me alone

This time, Wen Chen took Lin Zewu's fingerprints and gave him the spare key.

Although it is still early to live in this house.

After doing this, the two of them had nothing to do all afternoon watching horror movies, from Saw to Midnight Horror.

Wen Chen was taken aback from the beginning, but later became numb.

The only sign that something was wrong with him was that he couldn't sleep at night.

At night, Lin Zewu was lying flat with his hands behind his head. He used to be easy to let go when he had nothing to do, but it was different from what he does now.

"I'm going back to school on Monday." Lin Zewu told him, "We have to comment on the test papers at school, and there seem to be other things."

Wen Chen was leaning on the bedside to play with his mobile phone, and he responded, saying, "Your homeroom teacher sent a message today saying that there will be a parent-teacher meeting."

"It's just some old sayings, you have to study hard and so on, I just go and listen to it myself."

"Your homeroom teacher..." Wen Chen said puzzledly, "Recently, you have been paying attention to me."

Lin Zewu's calm mood was shaken, he twisted his neck: "What's wrong with him?"

"Recently, I started to give likes to my circle of friends. I just like and don't leave a comment... I guess I want to see the latest investment trends."

"..."

Most of Wen Chen's circle of friends is a relatively professional content such as financial news, conversations of a certain financial tycoon, and the latest policies.

Lin Zewu was quiet for a while, and said, "I will be very busy next semester."

Wen Chen also lay down: "The third year of high school is even busier, just finish it."

"Your words are exactly what my teacher said."

Wen Chen laughed and said, "Because my teacher said this to comfort me."

"comfort?"

"University is very busy, kid, you will understand when the time comes."

Wen Chen turned around and faced him. In the darkness, he could barely see Lin Zewu's profile.

"Grades must be guaranteed, and by the way, there will be postgraduate entrance examinations or job hunting. After reviewing the time when I was in college, things have not stopped since the day I entered college."

Lin Zewu also turned sideways and asked, "Do you like it?"

"It's okay, at least if you don't like it, you won't do it."

"..." Lin Zewu turned over and lay upright. He stared at the ceiling and repeated in a low voice, "Do you like something?"

Returning to school and taking homework are arranged on two days, one Monday and one Friday. This time division makes students quite critical, but there is nothing they can do about it.

The winter vacation homework in the second year of high school was scary, Lin Zewu hardly went out at home during the day, and was so busy that the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dark.

Except for Zhao Qian's problems, he turned his attention away. Most of the time, he didn't eat lunch, and ate it with dinner.

So after hearing that Chen Qian had fed him well for a few months, after the whole winter vacation, Lin Zewu managed to put on two or three catties of flesh.

From the outside, you can't even tell.

Wen Chen travels a lot in the second half of the year.

I often go out for ten days and a half months, and then I have to go to the company for a meeting after returning from travel and dust, and I am often busy until midnight.

The wages have risen sharply, and the mortgage pressure has eased, but unfortunately, the time they meet has dropped sharply.

The second half of the second semester of high school passed quickly, it seemed that Wen Chen only had a few business trips, and it was almost summer.

Spring comes and goes without a sound. When I wake up, the sweater jacket is suddenly replaced by a short-sleeved sweater.

Go out and walk around, and a layer of sweat will break out on the back.

Even the office has turned on the air conditioner early in the morning.

In the days of the senior three college entrance examination, the second year of senior high school was crazily brushing up questions at school, and the end of school was getting later every day.

There is only one fan in the whole classroom that runs all day long. Even so, it still makes the students' faces covered with sweat. After a day, they are sticky.

It's more convenient to go back to the dormitory. Day students like Lin Zewu go back even later at night.

On the way back, I could go from the gray sky to the dark sky, and I could hear the cicadas singing one after another.

These cicadas make people memorize vocabulary, I didn't realize it when I was in school, but Lin Zewu had a deep understanding when it was a holiday.

The weather is getting hotter every day.

In his busy schedule, Lin Zewu dug out the thin quilt from the closet, washed it and put it on the balcony to dry for two days, and then replaced the quilt on Zhao Qian's bed before July.

Zhao Qian is a little lighter than a few months ago. She refuses to eat and ignores people. Recently, she throws things less diligently.

Lin Zewu carried her to the sofa without much effort.

"Don't move around, you will fall down later." Lin Zewu pushed her into the sofa.

After changing the quilt, Lin Zewu took the changed quilt cover, threw it into the washing machine, and added two bottles of laundry detergent and disinfectant to it.

Wait for the washing machine to start, and the steamed eggs on the pot will be ready.

After Lin Zewu served the rice, he dug out a bowl of eggs and mixed them together until they became a sticky bowl before serving them out.

living room.

Zhao Qian was half lying on the back of the sofa, and looked out the window with her eyes open. The sun was shining brightly in the sky, so she squinted slightly and refused to move away.

Lin Zewu put the bowl on the coffee table, and recalled that Zhao Qian hadn't been out of the house for a long time, and winter was an ordeal for her and it was hard to get through.

In the past, he was very busy, busy working, busy studying secretly, and also busy fighting wits with her.

The last time she went out was before last winter, when Lin Zewu pushed her downstairs to go around the park next door.

"Eat your meal." Lin Zewu sat down next to her.

Zhao Qian didn't give him a look, just stared outside the room.

In fact, they look alike, especially when their eyes are rounded, the upper half of their faces are even more alike.

So Lin Zewu's appearance is actually delicate and cold, but he often keeps a straight face and doesn't speak, that's why he looks very cold.

"Eat a good meal, then take medicine, be good and don't make trouble, I will take you out to play." Lin Zewu dug a spoonful of rice and handed it to her mouth, "Open your mouth."

The edge of the spoon touched her lips twice, and finally sent the rice in.

Said she was crazy, but not completely crazy, said she was sober, but not very sober.

Lin Zewu thought this was good, at least she could still listen to him.

in the afternoon.

Lin Zewu pushed Zhao Qian downstairs, not knowing where to go, so he walked slowly in the park next door.

Anyway, the park is huge.

The road was extremely hot, and there were very few people in the park. Lin Zewu stopped under the shade of a large tree, his nose was covered with sweat.

Zhao Qian didn't feel anything, just drank half a bottle of mineral water with his hand, but she looked quite energetic.

Lin Zewu sat down on the wooden chair, spread out a small thin blanket to cover her lap, then leaned back and chatted with her casually.

"It's 35 degrees today, and in half a month, it's estimated to be close to [-] degrees. I can't take you out for a few days, and I won't go out either."

"There was a beef stall on the road just now, how about I make beef soup for you tonight?"

In fact, it was just his one-man show, Zhao Qian would not answer him.

Almost finished chatting about daily affairs, Lin Zewu remembered another matter.

"Old Liu, do you still remember? I mentioned it to you once. It was my head teacher. Yesterday he asked me what I want to study in college." Lin Zewu said, "I haven't made up my mind yet."

Lin Zewu looked at the blue sky, and he asked her softly.

"What did my dad learn back then?"

Zhao Qian didn't answer, she was drowsy with her head down halfway.

Lin Zewu said: "I don't remember clearly, I was too young at that time."

The wind in summer is always hot, and it blows for a while, and it is hard to relieve the heat.

Lin Zewu observed her for a while, then smiled: "Sure enough, it's fine if I don't show you the book, so I won't hit me."

Then he restrained his smile and was about to say something when he noticed that Zhao Qian raised her head suddenly.

Lin Zewu looked up following her gaze, and found a bird flying in the sky.

It flew farther and farther, and finally turned into a black spot, which could never be seen again.

Until she couldn't see it, Zhao Qian still stared in that direction.

Lin Zewu held her hand on the armrest and said, "Mom."

Zhao Qian's hands were already cold, but at this temperature, they were just not so cold.

"In the future, after the exam, I will have time to accompany you." Lin Zewu tightened his palms, "I heard Chen said that the university is very busy, so I will take the exam at the local school closest to my home, and continue to study as a day."

Zhao Qian raised her hand to catch a leaf that fell from the tree. The green onion was tender and full of vitality, which was incompatible with her pale and dry palm.

Lin Zewu exerted a little force.

"So can you just wait a little longer."

Wait a little longer, so he can take better care of her.

After the sun passed, Lin Zewu put a hat on her, planning to push her home.

The beef stall on the road was still open, but it was a pity that there was not much meat left. Lin Zewu bought a piece and was given a handful of green onions as a gift.

When I got home, the quilt cover that had been drying outside had dried up and was hanging on the pole and fluttering in the wind.

Lin Zewu went back and forth to collect them several times, and finally folded them all up and put them in the closet. In a blink of an eye, he noticed that Zhao Qian had fallen asleep hugging the pillow.

He gently picked her up, lifted the corner of the quilt and stuffed her in.

When getting up, Zhao Qian grabbed his collar.

Lin Zewu paused, waiting for her movement, but found that she was still asleep.

"..."

Lin Zewu took her hand and stuffed it back into the thin quilt, smoothed the corners of the quilt, and then turned on the small shaking fan at the head of the bed. After making sure that there was nothing to do, he got up and planned to go to the kitchen.

Wen Chen was on a business trip abroad some time ago, and he didn't know when he would return, so he could only slowly grope for the recipe of beef soup.

It doesn't taste good, and there's nothing I can do about it.After all, he didn't cook well in other dishes before.

"starch……?"

Lin Zewu looked around, and finally found a small bag, and poured it into a bowl with a frown.

Just as Lin Zewu was struggling to break the jar, the doorbell rang.

He dried his hands, and when he opened the door, his vision went dark, and he was hugged in his arms.

Lin Zewu smelled the familiar bitter smell.

"Wen Chen?"

Wen Chen buried his head in his neck.

Lin Zewu was surprised: "Aren't you on a business trip?"

"Just came back." Wen Chen let go of him, "It's over early."

Only then did Lin Zewu find the suitcase next to his leg.

Wen Chen's question suddenly sounded above his head: "What are you burning?"

"..."

Lin Zewu turned his head and ran towards the kitchen.

Wen Chen came in with a suitcase, leaned against the kitchen door to watch him busy, then unbuttoned his cuffs: "I'll do it."

"do not."

It may be that there have been too many business trips recently, and Wen Chen will still be at work for a while and cannot leave.

From beginning to end, he was wearing a pressed suit, with a silver-gray clip pinned to his dark blue tie, and even the seams of his tightly cut trousers were stern.

Lin Zewu: "Go out and sit."

Wen Chen was dubious: "Then I went out?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Wen Chen stayed for a few seconds before leaving the door with the box.

He lay down on the sofa, unbuttoned his collar, and took off his glasses, as if he had been released from an airtight cover.

Wen Chen raised his hand to cover his eyes, closed his eyes and let go, and after an unknown amount of time, his consciousness suddenly shattered.

When Lin Zewu came out, the setting sun dyed most of the living room into an old yellow color, round but dim, like an old photo that had been sealed for a long time without words.

It makes people nostalgic, and they can't help but want to grab it.

"...Boom."

Lin Zewu put the bowl on the table, turned around and went into the kitchen to bring out a small bowl, and went straight to the bedroom.

Wen Chen didn't wake up until Zhao Qian was fed.

Lin Zewu went back to the living room and spread out the cushions, leaned against the corner and started reading. When he saw 11:30, he yawned, turned off the light and lay down to rest.

The whole living room fell into silence, except for the sound of the electric fan not far away, and occasional cicadas chirping and croaking outside the window.

Leaving aside the fact that Wen Chen slept in this room, the environment was exactly the same as before.

Lin Zewu always thinks that he can't remember the past clearly, but in fact there are always a few episodes that he will never forget in his lifetime.

It is a certain corner, and it may be certain sounds.

More than ten years ago, there was no air conditioner at home, and I slept on mats, which was exactly the same as now.

The only difference is that I used to use a ceiling fan. After more than ten years, the ceiling fan broke and was replaced by another one.

Perhaps in a few years, when he can afford more expensive items, they will gradually disappear from this home.

Time can keep something, but it can always take away something.

Thinking about it this way, I feel a little reluctant, so I greedily want to keep certain things for a longer time.

Waiting for tomorrow morning to heat up the beef soup, Lin Zewu thought, Wen Chen must get up early to go to work.