guilty of [entertainment]

Everyone was watching the typhoon, only Chen Mo was watching him.

Du Yeqing's heart skipped half a beat, and it seemed that his surroundings suddenly became quiet.Chen Mo smiled at him, stood up and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, turned around, and looked at the typhoon.Du Yeqing followed his gaze, and the dark clouds suddenly flashed across the dazzling lightning, as if splitting the entire sky in half, and then dived into the deep sea like a hairtail, disappearing in the blink of an eye.Many women present exclaimed, and the room became very lively again, and even the rolling muffled thunder that followed was diluted in such laughter.

Looking at the beast-like sea lurking, Du Yeqing always felt that it was a living thing, eyeing them all the time, trying to swallow them up.Chen Mo watched with him, tightened bit by bit, and interlocked with his fingers.Du Yeqing looked sideways and heard him say, "I might be drunk."

Du Yeqing smiled, recovered from the delusions related to the sea, looked around, saw that no one was paying attention to their corner, so he withdrew his hand and said, "The wine is really good."

Chen Mokong clenched his left hand into a fist, watched Du Yeqing return to his seat, and called Liang Liang and the others to pay attention to the meat that was about to burn.With his greeting, many people watching the typhoon suddenly remembered the things on the barbecue grill, and hurriedly turned them over to block the air vents.Because of the fever, Du Yeqing's complexion was not very good, but he kept laughing, which made Chen Mo upset, and stretched out his hand to unbutton his collar.

Song Ming and Chen Mo were too drunk after drinking together for a while. After going to the toilet, they sat for a while breathing heavily, stood up uncomfortably and said goodbye to them, and let Yang Junlin help them back to the room.Du Yeqing couldn't eat barbecue. After chatting with the people around him for a while, he couldn't bear it any longer, so he also got up and planned to go back.Chen Mo quickly followed and walked side by side with him.

The two entered the elevator together, Du Yeqing said: "You play for a while, it's a rare opportunity, so many young people are together."

Chen Mo shook his head: "Go back."

Du Yeqing didn't say anything, the atmosphere was a little strange.After returning to the room, Du Yeqing took the medicine consciously, washed up, and when he came out, he saw that Chen Mo had changed his clothes and was waiting for him with a thermometer.

38 degrees, a little better than last night.Chen Mo shook off the mercury from the thermometer, and seeing Du Yeqing's tired face, he asked, "Are you going to sleep?"

Du Yeqing hesitated for a moment, glanced at the bed, and the image he dreamed of last night appeared in his mind, and he was silent for a few seconds before saying: "Well, I'm asleep."

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows lightly, and put away the thermometer: "It's better to go to bed early."

Du Yeqing lay under the blanket, the high fever all day made him dizzy for a while, and when the dizziness passed, he slowly turned over, lying on his side, subconsciously curled up with insecurity.Chen Mo stared at it for a while, then turned off the light.

Du Yeqing wanted to forget the things that floated in front of his eyes, but the more he wanted to forget, the more he cared about them. A lot of things were messed up in his head, memories, reality, in the play, his own, plus He had a fever, tossed and turned until very late, and fell asleep with frowning, all kinds of dreams came one after another, and his sleep was very light, even Chen Mo woke him up with a slight turn over, and opened his eyes.

Chen Mo hadn't fallen asleep yet, and just turned sideways to face Du Yeqing, saw Du Yeqing's bright eyes through the dim bedside lamp, and said softly, "Are you insomnia?"

Du Yeqing let out a foul breath, and put his palm on his hot forehead.Soon, he heard Chen Mo get up and search for something in the room. After a while, he sat down beside Du Yeqing's bed, touched his forehead to check the temperature, and said, "Purse your lips."

Du Yeqing licked his mouth obediently, a cold, moist thing rolled around his body, he was startled, and soon smelled a very soft fragrance of essential oil.Chen Mo pulled up his quilt: "It will have some effect, so relax."

Du Yeqing said "Thank you" and closed his eyes again.The fragrance of this essential oil is very special, and it quickly diffused throughout his nose. He felt that the smell was somewhat familiar. What is it...?rosemary?Rose? ...

I don't know when I fell asleep, and I don't know when I started dreaming again.He held a bouquet of flowers in his arms. The flowers looked strange, purple, and exuded a special fragrance, which lingered all over him.Still wearing his high school uniform, he took a deep breath of the scent of flowers, strode into a well-kept courtyard, and opened the door with a key.

Everything in the living room broke into his eyes in an instant.A tall man pinned the woman on the sofa and frantically tore at her clothes.The woman's long curly hair fell messily on the edge of the sofa, her beautiful face was cold, she didn't cry out, her eyes were full of sarcasm, and she struggled silently.The man seemed to be crazy, and while pulling her clothes, he said incoherently: "I love you so much, why don't you love me? Why are you? You and that Chen...why is he? Why?!"

The woman sneered and slapped him hard.The man made a sound of crying and laughing, and buried his head in biting her shoulder.Wearing a school uniform, the flower in his hand fell to the ground, and the unreal fragrance faded away, and everything became real.He clearly felt that he picked up the vase on the porch, the vase was cool, with a little dust, and it was a little slippery.Then his limbs started to move, and he rushed to the back of the man, panting, and smashed down the vase in his hand.

The picture is a bit stuck, like a movie on an old TV.The man seemed to have fallen down, the woman stood up, straightened her clothes and hair, bent slightly, and put her hands on his shoulders, her face was gentle, with a smile, and her voice contained apology, softly: "Xiaoye, help me Mommy is doing me a favor."

He was panting heavily, as if he was about to die in the next second.The man was thrown by him on the side of the street, and he picked up the bunch of flowers again at the porch.The strange smell came again, and everything around him began to become beautiful and unreal again, as if everything just now was just a nightmare.He walked back into the room cautiously, and saw the woman with her curly hair tied high and wearing an apron standing in the kitchen, the eggs were crackling and crackling in the pot.He leaned against the kitchen door in fear, and the woman turned her head and smiled softly at him.

She said, "Are you hungry, how about tomato and egg noodles?"

The picture stopped abruptly here, and there were ten or so seconds of terrifying darkness, as if floating in the gap between two worlds.Ten seconds later, Du Yeqing suddenly opened his eyes, and returned to the real world in the fragrance of soothing essential oil, gasping for breath, dripping with cold sweat, staring at the dark ceiling with wide eyes.

What did he say?What did he say to her? ...Why can't I remember?

Du Yeqing turned over and sat up. If there was a mirror at this moment, he would find that his face was terribly pale.The time showed that it was 02:30 in the morning, and Chen Mo turned over unsteadily on the bed next to him.He stood up, regardless of whether he still had a fever, rushed into the bathroom, took off his clothes, and turned on the shower.

The warm water drenched him from head to tail.He stood motionless under the shower, with one hand propped on the cold porcelain plate, and he did not move for a long time.Even in the sound of water, the sound of the typhoon raging outside can still be clearly transmitted to the ears.The cold porcelain plate and the noisy sound of water made him calm down slowly, he straightened up a little bit, and reached for the bathrobe hanging on the side.

The hand was still hanging in the air, and the light in the bathroom was off.

Du Yeqing was stunned for a moment, reached out to turn off the shower, turned around to touch the light switch, but there was no response at all.Is there a power outage?As soon as this thought came to him, he heard Chen Mo's voice from outside: "Brother Qing, are you in the bathroom? Brother Qing?"

Just as Du Yeqing answered "En", Chen Mo had already turned the doorknob and walked in.