food storage house

"People are still awake, at least turn on a light, aren't you afraid of the darkness?"

Standing at the door, Han Weiji, who hadn't changed his shoes before entering the door, didn't react too much to An Chenyue's sudden "You are too gentle".She just replied, and took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and handed it to An Chenyue.The hallway is dimly lit, and there are only blurred silhouettes of people, and the expression on An Chenyue's face is actually not clear at all.But Han Weiji knew that she was crying.

An Chenyue hesitated for a moment, took the handkerchief, and wiped away the inexplicably gushing tears.She knew that she had lost her composure, so she turned sideways, and it was difficult to face Han Weiji at this moment.

Han Weiji lowered his eyes, changed his shoes and entered the house on his own.She didn't turn on the light, because she knew that An Chenyue didn't want her to see her now.

"Have you taken any medicine?" Han Weiji asked her.

"Well... After coming back at noon, I took cold medicine, then I fell asleep, and I just woke up not long ago." An Chenyue replied in a low voice.

"No wonder, I probably can't sleep now."

There was the rustling of plastic bags in the living room. After a while, Han Weiji walked to the kitchen and said:

"I'll make you a cup of brown sugar water."

"Well, thank you."

An Chenyue was wrapped in a blanket and sat on the sofa. The light from the kitchen in the distance was the only light source in the darkness, and Han Weiji was busy there.The light does not extend into the living room, thus forming a borderline between light and darkness.An Chenyue stared at the scene where light and darkness intersected, and was in a daze.Time seems to be reversed, it was Tokyo, Japan seven years ago, and there seemed to be such a scene in the small apartment where I lived.Han Weiji's visit in the middle of the night, the cold tatami under his body, the hot canned coffee in his hand, and the silence outside the window on a snowy night.She summoned up the courage to confess to her for the first time that day, and then started the journey of chasing her hard.

In a blink of an eye, has it been seven years?

Holding two cups, Han Weiji walked from the light into the darkness, and came to her side.The cup on the right is her mother's brown sugar water, and the cup on the left is Han Weiji's own hot coffee.

An Chenyue took the cup, covered it in her palms, it was warm, and tried to take a sip. The temperature was not too hot, and she could barely drink it.After drinking it, the warm current overflowed all the limbs and bones. It was slightly sweet but somewhat bitter, which caused her to cough a little.

Han Weiji didn't speak, and silently stirred the coffee in the cup with a small spoon, took a sip, and put down the cup.Then she took out the phone from her pocket, pressed it on and looked at the time, at 12:30 in the evening, she sent a text message to Han Weiyang, and then put the phone on the tea table.

The light on the screen went out, and An Chenyue spoke:

"It's always quiet when you're alone with me."

"Because you don't like to talk, do you?" Han Weiji smiled.

"You self-righteous guy." An Chenyue's tone seemed to carry a bit of sarcasm, but a faint coquettishness could be heard in that sarcasm.Or, the object of the ridicule was not just the woman sitting next to her, and thus, the coquettishness seemed to become bitter again.

Han Weiji chuckled, paused, and asked:

"Last Thursday was a regular holiday. What happened between you and Ah Qing? After that, you must have caught a cold."

An Chenyue lowered her head, her eyes rested on the ripples of the brown sugar water in the cup, and she said after a while:

"You're such a nasty fellow, and I can't hide anything from you."

"Well, having said that, it's tiring to take care of other people's feelings. If you don't want to talk, I won't ask. But I think we should talk tonight." Han Weiji picked up the coffee cup.

An Chenyue took another sip of brown sugar water, moistened her throat, and said:

"That day, I soaked in the fountain for more than half an hour."

"Huh?" Han Weiji was startled, his voice raised.

"Pfft...you'll be scared too, I'm worth it." An Chenyue smiled. In the dark, she had long hair hanging loose, behind the light, her expression couldn't be seen clearly, Han Weiji wasn't sure what she was looking at. The smile on the face is not a wry smile.

"Why?" Han Weiji asked, An Chenyue was not the kind of person who would do such stupid things at all.

"Because someone got angry and threw something very valuable in, so I went in and fished it." An Chenyue said in a relaxed tone, "Thanks to the fish, otherwise it would be a big loss."

Han Weiji was speechless for a moment, raised his hand to caress his forehead: He Yuqing, what did you do?

"Did you quarrel?" Han Weiji asked.

"Arguing or something is already a daily routine between me and her." An Chenyue said indifferently.

Han Weiji's eyes stayed on her wrist, and sure enough, seeing that the things that should be there were gone, he sighed and said:

"The watch I gave you is just an ordinary quartz watch, not waterproof. Now, it has to be sent for repair."

An Chenyue squeezed the cup tightly, and said after a while: "She has already sent it..."

So the watch is on Aqingna?

"I don't understand, that day was her birthday, didn't you guys go to the movies? Why did this happen?" Han Weiji said weakly.

"Well, it's probably due to the fact that the content of the movie has something to do with time and clocks. After watching the movie, I remembered the paragraph you wrote when you gave me the watch, and I became a little emotional for a while. Later, I found that the watch seemed to be out of power. , I took it off, intending to change a battery. But someone got angry, so the watch was sacrificed.”

"It's Ah Qing's fault, she's too childish," Han Weiji said.

"You blame her for being unfair to her. It's clearly my fault."

Alas... An Chenyue, what should I do with you?Han Weiji sighed deeply in his heart.

The sacrificed quartz watch was Han Weiji's graduation gift to An Chenyue five years ago.The white dial with silver hands and the same white leather strap, the design is simple and elegant, and it is not a valuable thing, after all, Han Weiji was not very rich at that time.After that, An Chenyue wore it on her wrist all the time, and never took it off except when she would touch water.She cherishes this watch so much that even though it is carefully maintained, it still cannot withstand wear and tear. The strap of this watch has been changed once, and the battery has been changed twice.

When Han Weiji gave her this watch, he specially included a card in the gift box, with a passage written in it: Time is like a boat, life is like a stream.When you meet a node by chance, choose to divert.Give you an engraved watch, choose it carefully, look back without regret, and encourage you together.

The meaning she gave this watch back then was to hope that An Chenyue would carefully consider her future life choices.At that time, An Chenyue was facing the choice of returning to China after graduation or staying in Japan.She knew that An Chenyue liked her, even though she had rejected her many times, she never gave up.Therefore, she may affect her future development because of a momentary emotional impulse.She didn't want her life to be delayed because of herself.However, An Chenyue still chose to stay in Japan, by her side.It was her choice, and Han Weiji decided to respect her.

In fact, Han Weiji has deep feelings for An Chenyue in his heart, which is a kind of fetters caused by companionship.For a long time, they were always together, almost inseparable.In her most difficult moments, she was by her side.However, being unable to be tempted for such a long time will not produce love after all.For Han Weiji, An Chenyue exists like a family member, sometimes she is a sister who needs care, and sometimes she is a sister who supports her.They rely on each other, and now, I don't know what words to use to describe their relationship with each other.

So Han Weiji always felt guilty, guilty that he couldn't respond to her feelings, guilty that she couldn't get her own happiness for a long time.How much she hoped that one day An Chenyue would figure it out and find a new relationship without restraining herself.But whenever she thinks of this, she will smile wryly, she may be the least qualified person to persuade An Chenyue.Not only because she is the object of her liking, but also because she herself has not come out of the past at all.

After a long silence, Han Weiji couldn't find a word to answer An Chenyue.Until the coffee in his hand became cold, this night talk seemed to be coming to an end.

An Chenyue raised the final question:

"Weiji, do you like her?"

Han Weiji was silent for a moment, then replied:

"like."

An Chenyue smiled, and asked again:

"Are you going to be with her?"

Han Weiji sighed and said, "I don't know..."

"Really..." An Chenyue said softly, "I'm waiting for your answer."

This is the last time I will wait for you, she added in her mind.

"I'll give you medicine, go to sleep after taking it, I don't want to see you go to the hospital."

"it is good."

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An Dun An Chenyue fell asleep, and when she came out of her house, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.Han Weiji went downstairs, and the cold wind in late November and autumn immediately wrapped her up.She tightened her coat and walked to her car.

Probably going to lose sleep tonight, she smiled self-deprecatingly.

As soon as he got in the car, his cell phone rang. When he saw the caller ID, Han Weiji's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

This guy will really pick the right time to call her.

"Miki~~~~~~Where are you? Come and stay with me~~~" He Yuqing's voice came from the other end of the phone, a hundred times more coquettish than before, with a strong smell of drunkenness. Han Weiji at this end seems to have smelled it.

"Where am I, you ask? This is my line, drunk. Tell me the address." Han Weiji narrowed his eyes and said.

A quarter of an hour later, Han Weiji drove to the bar where He Yuqing was.This is a bar, there are not many customers tonight, only He Yuqing is sitting on the bar counter drinking wine one after another, Han Weiji saw her almost immediately.

"Brother, let's have a glass of lemon soda." Han Weiji sat next to He Yuqing, lit an electronic cigarette, and said to the bartender.She was driving tonight and had to take care of drunks, but she didn't plan to drink.

"Eh~~~? It's not interesting, you. Handsome guy, bring her a glass of whiskey with ice."

"No, I want lemon soda." Han Weiji rejected He Yuqing's proposal with an electronic cigarette in his mouth.The bartender brother didn't seem to intend to listen to He Yuqing, so the lemon soda was delivered to Han Weiji very quickly.

"Have you had enough? We'll go home after this cup." Han Weiji took off the cigarette from his mouth and took a sip of lemonade.

"Not enough, I just drank... hiccup... three cups, at least... eight cups." The drunken He Yuqing stretched out her hand and gestured for eight.

"Brother, how many drinks has she had?" Han Weiji continued to ask the bartender brother blankly.

The bartender smiled and made a gesture of nine.

"Look, you've already drank more than eight cups." Han Weiji turned his head to look at He Yuqing, those delicate faces were bright red at the moment, exuding a different style, but his eyes were full of sadness.

"You...this guy, really...hateful..." She instantly changed the gesture of eight into a gesture of □□, stretched out like this, and touched Han Weiji's temple, There was a sound of "biu—" in his mouth, as if Han Weiji was going to be shot.

Han Weiji didn't speak, she just held her hand on her temple silently, the warm temperature of the palm wrapped the cool hand, and the calloused palm rubbed against the back of He Yuqing's hand, He Yuqing just Thus fell silent.Close your eyes and the tears will come down.

"Miki, I don't know who to blame, what should I do?" she trembled.

"That's my fault." Han Weiji whispered.

"I said... I don't know who I should blame..." Her hand that was held in Han Weiji's palm began to tremble.

Han Weiji lowered his eyes and said eloquently: "Ah Qing, you are the sunny day after the rain. Although it is raining heavily now, it will soon clear up. At that time, the air will be extraordinarily fresh, and all life will be vigorous. Blooming a different kind of beauty. Perhaps, you can also see a rainbow, colorful and gorgeous."

"You bastard...you talk like you're singing poetry, rotten Wenqing..." He Yuqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Did you only know me now? We have been friends for six or seven years." Han Weiji smiled.

"Yeah, it's been six or seven years. It's been such a long time. We were all students back then. Before I went to Japan, I never thought I would meet people like you."

"What kind of people are we?"

"...Rotten good guy!"

"Hehe, that's right."

"If you are like this, I can't even be a bad person?" She complained with a smile, but tears finally flowed out.

"You can't be a bad person, because you are also a hopelessly bad person. Haven't you heard that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black?"

"Hmph..." She wanted to sneer, but this sounded like she was being arrogant.So she picked up the wine glass and downed the last drink in one gulp, which made her frown.

"Okay, this cup is finished, let's go." Han Weiji got off the bar chair, supported her limp body, and walked out of the bar.

He Yuqing didn't resist, but leaned her head on Han Weiji's shoulder and said in a low voice:

"Miki...thank you..."

Han Weiji bent his lips and did not speak.