I Just Came to Borrow a Light

Lin Chengbu hadn't eaten all day, and Lin Chengbu didn't feel anything at first, maybe his stomach was squeezed, and he was so thirsty that he ignored it. After returning to the living room and drinking a large glass of water, he felt a strong feeling of starving to death. Thriving up.

"Let's eat something simple, make it quick and eat it quickly," Lin Chengbu said, "or I'm afraid I'll faint from hunger if I don't do it well."

"No way," Yuan Wu opened the refrigerator and took out a small bucket of yogurt, poured a cup and said while drinking, "I've been hungry for a week, just watching things shake."

Lin Chengbu glanced at him: "Have you tried?"

"No." Yuan Wu sat on the sofa.

That is Yuan Shen tried?

Lin Chengbu didn't ask, he stood in front of the refrigerator and thought for a while, and took out a box of eggs: "May I make you an omelet rice?"

"En." Yuan Wu responded.

Maybe it's because I'm hungry, maybe it's because Lin Chengbu is a chef after all, maybe it's said that I like to eat omelet rice, although it's completely different from the ones sold in the store, but the omelet rice made by Lin Chengbu is very delicious, and it's delicious. Served with a wild mushroom meatball soup.

"How do you usually eat?" Yuan Wu asked, "I feel that your level of simple food is much higher than the average."

"I usually eat in the restaurant and cook noodles at home," Lin Chengbu said, "I'm tired of cooking, that's why I do it when you're around, and it's the same when I'm alone, but it still needs to be cooked. Look at the taste, the same simple..."

"Okay," Yuan Wu interrupted him, "You keep talking so much?"

"Ah," Lin Chengbu took a sip of the soup, "I am a normal young man."

After eating, Yuan Wu went to the bedroom and looked for clothes in Lin Chengbu's closet. While Lin Chengbu was washing the dishes, he called Jiang Chengyu: "Yuan Wu said he was going out for a walk, but you said I'd mess him up?" How about you go there?"

"Did you tell him about Yuan Shen yesterday?" Jiang Chengyu asked.

"I said it today." Lin Chengbu whispered.

"How did he react?" Jiang Chengyu asked again.

"The reaction...was not small," Lin Chengbu sighed, "We both stayed in the toilet all day..."

"Fuck," Jiang Chengyu was stunned, "This reaction is really not small, so can you two still move now? Do you feel your body is hollowed out?"

"...What are you talking about?" Lin Chengbu was also taken aback, "I just sat in the toilet for a whole day!"

"Your butt is pretty, don't do it in the future, it's a pity it's flattened," Jiang Chengyu said, and before Lin Chengbu could speak, he added, "I think if he's like that, don't deliberately get it to me. If the stimulation is too great, you can’t get it back, you can see where he wants to go when he said to go for a walk.”

"Okay." Lin Chengbu felt that Jiang Chengyu's words made sense.

Yuan Wu found a set of his clothes and changed them out: "Are you really only 25 years old?"

"What's wrong?" Lin Chengbu looked at him, "It's already 26."

"A cabinet of 62-year-old clothes," Yuan Wu sighed, "It's quite stable."

Lin Chengbu didn't speak. He looked at him for a while, and then laughed. The more he laughed, the more he couldn't stop laughing. He leaned against the table and laughed for a long time.

Yuan Wu's clothes have always been very individual, and Yuan Wu must not be satisfied with the ordinary clothes of ordinary young people.

This is Yuanwu's style.

It's Yuanwu.

Yuan Wu didn't respond to his inexplicable smirk, just scratched and tied his hair and went out the door.

This indifferent attitude made Lin Chengbu very comfortable. Yuan Wu had always been like this, like a person without curiosity, who showed no interest in anything.

Lin Chengbu followed him out the door in a very good mood, and stood next to him in the elevator.

"Should we take a walk, or drive around?" Lin Chengbu asked.

"I don't know," Yuan Wu leaned against the car, "I didn't feel bored in Shenqiao by myself before, but these days I always feel bored and want to go out."

"Is my family too boring?" Lin Chengbu was a little sad.

"Nope," Yuan Wu glanced at him, "You are supposed to be more interesting here than on the boat."

"That's..." Lin Chengbu thought about it, "Is it because there is no big head?"

"Big head is actually quite annoying," Yuan Wu said, "but maybe there are no other children on the boat, and his adults don't play with him."

Lin Chengbu didn't say a word. For Yuan Wu, the life on the ship for two years may be his "normal", and those days that really belonged to him are no longer in his memory.

That's not right, Jiang Chengyu's words are quite good, there is nothing that he can't remember, only what he doesn't want to remember... Maybe that's what he meant.

Maybe Yuan Wu just doesn't want to remember the past.

"Tell me," Yuan Wu stepped out of the elevator, "How do I live every day?"

"Sleeping in the sun during the day," Lin Chengbu said, "at the bar at night."

"Bar?" Yuan Wu narrowed his eyes, "Every day?"

"Not every day," Lin Chengbu smiled, "Three days on weekends, five, six, seven."

"What about other times?" Yuan Wu asked.

"Sleep in the sun, go for a drive, run in the gym," Lin Chengbu said, as if he was talking about his own life, "Occasionally, he would feed the wild dogs."

"Feed the wild dogs?" Yuan Wu was taken aback, "What's my hobby?"

"It's not to feed wild dogs... Sometimes you will buy dog ​​food and go to some non-governmental organization that rescues stray dogs," Lin Chengbu said, "At that time I thought, hey, this uncle looks at you The wandering killer is kind of caring."

Yuan Wu clicked his tongue: "I don't have any love for Datou, but I actually have love for dogs."

"Big head cried to death hearing this," Lin Chengbu laughed, "Big head thinks you are very kind to him."

When the two of them left the community, it was already dark, and the evening training army began to gather, and the surrounding atmosphere was quiet and peaceful.

Lin Chengbu followed Yuan Wu and walked slowly along the small street at the entrance. Yuan Wu obviously had no target, so he made a random turn when he reached the intersection, and followed the next road to the intersection.

According to the past, Lin Chengbu was unwilling to walk like this. He was bored and tired. Every time he went to work, he would stand in the kitchen for several hours. If he was asked to walk like this again, he would rather run ten kilometers in the gym.

But today is different, not to mention the scene of Yuan Wu taking a walk with him after the convulsion, which made his eyes fill with tears, even before, he never imagined that he could take a walk with Yuan Wu after dinner like this.

Like a little old man who has been married for many years, he is very satisfied.

The only regret is that Yuan Wu didn't speak, the two dumb little old men.

"Do I always go to the bar?" Yuan Wu finally asked after walking in silence for almost an hour.

"En." Lin Chengbu nodded.

"Why are you going to the bar?" Yuan Wu seemed a little puzzled.

Lin Chengbu hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should tell the truth. Yuan Wu hadn't fully faced the fact that he was not an internet writer who wrote novels, so he told him abruptly that he was not sure if it was a stimulus.

But Yuan Wu kept watching him waiting for the answer, and he couldn't find a suitable explanation for a while, so he could only tell the truth: "You work in a bar."

"...work?" Yuan Wu frowned, "Waiter?"

"You underestimate yourself." Lin Chengbu looked at his reaction, and it seemed that it was not intense, so he continued with confidence, "Which bar requires a 30-year-old uncle to be a waiter."

"Boss?" Yuan Wu clicked his tongue.

"We have to discuss it with Jiang Chengyu." Lin Chengbu smiled, "Bartender, you are a very good bartender, and the bar owner will be very sad if you don't go."

Yuan Wu didn't speak, he didn't show any surprise, and he wasn't completely calm. Lin Chengbu couldn't describe Yuan Wu's state at this moment.

"Are you thirsty?" Lin Chengbu said softly, "There is a delicious milk in front..."

"Is it tribute tea again?" Yuan Wu asked, "A young man in his 20s always drinks milk tea as soon as he goes to the street. What kind of girl is used to it?"

"Who stipulates that only little girls can drink milk tea?" Lin Chengbu was a little annoyed, "Let me tell you, I even embroidered cross-stitch!"

"Scared me to death." Yuan Wu glanced at him expressionlessly.

"Really, I still took the photo to customize it," Lin Chengbu sighed, "I took your photo and wanted to give it to you."

"Think?" Yuan Wu said, "Is that why I didn't send it? Or did I not ask for it?"

"No delivery," Lin Chengbu said sadly, "I embroidered for two months, and it was fatal. It was finally finished. The back was full of thread ends, and the front was full of thread ends. I gave up after thinking about it." , anyway, if you give it to you, you won't take it and you will hurt me."

"... Did you secretly take the photo?" Yuan Wu asked.

"It was shot aboveboard," Lin Chengbu glanced at him, "I still took a DSLR, and I just stood at the bar to shoot it. It's very aboveboard!"

"Oh." Yuan Wu responded.

Lin Chengbu always felt that the cat Yuanwu had been on the boat for such a long time, and his physical strength should not be very good. In addition, he was hungry all day in the toilet today, and he would be tired after walking for an hour.

But I didn't expect Yuan Wu to be able to walk very well, so he just walked for two hours from the community without saying that he wanted to go back.

"Are you tired?" Lin Chengbu couldn't help asking, although he wished to walk like this for a lifetime, but his legs were a little sore, "There is..."

"Ah," Yuan Wu interrupted him impatiently, "Milk tea shop, milk tea shop, let's go, uncle invites you to drink milk tea."

"Thank you, uncle." Lin Chengbu said with a smile.

When he was about to enter the milk tea shop, Yuan Wu took out the mask in his pocket and put it on.

"Are you drinking with a mask on?" Lin Chengbu guessed that he was still not used to having so many people at close range, so he took him to sit down at a small table outside the store, and brought two cups of milk tea over.

"Yeah." Yuan Wu pushed up the mask, exposing his mouth, and took a sip with a straw in his mouth.

"Does it taste good?" Lin Chengbu asked, "I don't like extra ingredients, so I didn't add them for you."

"I drink these all taste the same." Yuan Wu said.

"Next time I'll ask you for yogurt, I think you really like yogurt." Lin Chengbu said.

"Did I like to drink before?" Yuan Wu asked.

"I don't know," Lin Chengbu looked at him, "You didn't drink these before, you just... usually drink."

"Really," Yuan Wu responded, turning his head to look at the people coming and going on the road, looking as if he was thinking, "How about the alcohol?"

"It's pretty good," Lin Chengbu said, "Jiang Chengyu can't drink you."

"What about you?" Yuan Wu turned around.

"I don't know, I don't have a chance to drink with you." Lin Chengbu replied truthfully.

Yuan Wu looked at him, stared at his face for a long time and swept back and forth, finally sighed: "Why are you so pitiful, sir."

"It doesn't matter," Lin Chengbu smiled, "I haven't thought about it."

When Yuan Wu reached out his hand, Lin Chengbu was still wondering if he was pitiful, chasing someone so inhumanely, Yuan Wu's hand was already on his face, and he didn't even react to Yuan Wu Are you going to slap him?

Although he didn't know why Yuan Wu slapped him.

But Yuan Wu didn't slap him, but touched his face lightly, and when he left, his fingers still hooked along his lips.

Boom!Ding!Bang!Speech clang clang clang clang...

Lin Chengbu's head exploded, and he didn't recover for a long time.

When he finally recovered, Yuan Wu had already put his hands down and bowed his head to drink milk tea.

He didn't care about other things, he just reached out and grabbed Yuan Wu's hand and pulled it in front of him.

"Why?" Yuan Wu was pulled down on the table by him.

Lin Chengbu didn't speak, and didn't look to see if there was anyone nearby. He lowered his head and bit his fingertips lightly, then stared at his fingers in a daze.

"You really don't think it's dirty." Yuan Wu lay down on the table and sighed.

"I don't dislike you." Lin Chengbu said.

"I still have toes," Yuan Wu said, "do you want to bite?"

"No." Lin Chengbu replied immediately, and laughed for a long time after speaking.

"If you're like this, would someone else have to sue you for harassing your letter?" Yuan Wu withdrew his hand.

"Anyway, you didn't tell." Lin Chengbu happily drank up the remaining half cup of milk tea in the cup.

Yuan Wu looked at him and sighed.

After drinking the milk tea, Lin Chengbu felt that his legs were not so sore anymore. I don't know if it was because he had rested for a while or because he was touched, but he was very energetic.

Yuan Wu still looked like he couldn't tell whether he was tired or not, pinching the cup of milk tea and looking at the street.

"You..." Lin Chengbu wanted to ask him where else he wanted to go.

Yuan Wu spoke at the same time as him: "Here..."

"What?" he asked.

"What is this place?" Yuan Wu looked towards the commercial street, "Have I been here before?"

"...been here." Lin Chengbu said, paused and added, "That's the commercial center over there, and it's... Qinghe Street through it."

"Qinghe Street?" Yuan Wu repeated.

Lin Chengbu nodded: "Well, it's..."

"Number 18?" Yuan Wu frowned.

"Yes!" Lin Chengbu was stunned for a moment and then almost shouted to answer, "Yes! Number 18! That's right! Do you remember Number 18?"

Yuan Wu looked at him, his face was a bit dazed, but after a while he nodded lightly: "It's a bar, right?"

"Yes!" Lin Chengbu couldn't control his excitement, he lay down on the table and leaned in front of Yuan Wu, "No. 18 Qinghe Street is a bar, where you stayed for several years."

Yuan Wu looked at him and didn't speak.

It took a long time before he said softly: "I remember this place."

"En!" Lin Chengbu nodded vigorously, feeling his neck being slapped.

"Is it far from here?" Yuan Wu asked.

"Walking for 20 minutes," Lin Chengbu said, "it's not too far, you want to..."

"Go and have a look." Yuan Wu put on his mask and said.

The surprise came too suddenly, Lin Chengbu and Yuan Wu walked side by side for 5 minutes and still haven't jumped out of the tornado melody in his head.

It wasn't until Yuan Wu asked if he was going straight, that he jumped up and said, "Yes."

"Are you on drugs?" Yuan Wu glanced at him.

"The poison called love." Lin Chengbu answered without thinking, and his voice was quite loud because he was in a happy mood.

"I may know why I didn't like to talk to you before." Yuan Wu said.

"Huh?" Lin Chengbu turned to look at him.

"It's embarrassing, probably." Yuan Wu said.

"...Oh." Lin Chengbu couldn't continue talking.

Yuan Wu didn't speak any more, and walked forward slowly.

Getting closer and closer to the 18th, Lin Chengbu became a little nervous after recovering from the surprise, not to mention whether this is a scene that Yuan Wu is all too familiar with, and whether it will make him feel any stimulation, let's just talk about the scene in the bar The environment where cups and cups are intertwined, according to Yuan Wu's current state of wearing a mask when he sees a lot of people, may not be able to bear it...

Lin Chengbu was suddenly worried. He glanced at his watch. The only thing he was lucky about was that it was not yet ten o'clock, and it was not yet the most noisy and indulgent stage on the 18th.

He wanted to make a phone call to Jiang Chengyu, but he couldn't do it in front of Yuan Wu. He was afraid that Yuan Wu would think something, and thought it was a design.

After passing through the bustling lights, they walked to Qinghe Street, and the atmosphere changed immediately. The chaotic lights, the high or low music coming from behind the lights, and the laughing young men and women around them...

In fact, Lin Chengbu didn't like this feeling, and he never liked it. It was only because of the inseparable relationship with Yuan Wu that he gradually had a strange sense of belonging to such occasions.

Yuan Wu was obviously not used to it, and put his hands in his pockets. Lin Chengbu felt that it was not cold now, and he was only wearing a thin coat, and many people were wearing single clothes. If there were more clothes, Yuan Wu might be able to Indented in the hat, in the collar.

"The 18th is ahead," Lin Chengbu whispered into Yuan Wu's ear, "Do you want to go? If you don't want to go, then..."

"Didn't you say?" Yuan Wu looked at the front and imitated his tone, "ah, don't avoid it, face it positively, even if it's just for a moment..."

"Hey." Lin Chengbu was a little helpless, Yuan Wu learned quite well, and he could imagine what he was like at that time.

"So let's be positive for once." Yuan Wu said, the mask covered most of his face, he couldn't see his expression clearly, and his eyes couldn't be seen clearly under the flickering lights.

Lin Chengbu took out his mobile phone, and wanted to call Jiang Chengyu desperately: "Then..."

"If not," Yuan Wu turned his head to look at him, eyes narrowed, "you won't be pushing me all the time, will you?"

"Impossible," Lin Chengbu also looked at him, "I'll force you in another way at most."

"Have I hit you before?" Yuan Wu said, "You are so annoying, I should have hit you?"

"No formal fight." Lin Chengbu said.

"I really want to fight once." Yuan Wu turned his head and walked quickly towards No. 18.

Lin Chengbu chased after him, and when he glanced at the door of No. 18, he found that Jiang Chengyu was actually standing at the door, talking to someone with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Brother Chengyu!" Lin Chengbu shouted, this was the first time he had known Jiang Chengyu for so long and felt so happy to see Jiang Chengyu.

It was probably the first time that Jiang Chengyu only felt shocked when he heard Lin Chengbu call him.

"Xiaobu...you..." He stared at Yuan Wu who was beside Lin Chengbu, the cigarette dangling from his mouth dropped, "I..."

"This person," Lin Chengbu couldn't tell Jiang Chengyu in detail, so he could only forcefully introduce him, "This person is...Jiang Chengyu."

"Jiang Chengyu?" Yuan Wu's doubtful voice came from behind the mask.