I Just Came to Borrow a Light

Yuan Wu stood at the entrance of the corridor, watching Lin Chengbu angrily reverse the car, hit the guardrail of the flower bed next to him, turned his head with a squeak, and drove away.

He wanted to laugh for no reason, and took out his phone to send Lin Chengbu a message.

- The lampshade on the left is broken.

When he turned around and was about to walk to the elevator, Lin Chengbu called: "What are you looking at, go upstairs!"

"I've read it all." Yuan Wu said.

"Don't turn off your phone?" Lin Chengbu said.

Yuan Wu hesitated for a moment: "Yes."

"I won't call you if I have nothing to do," Lin Chengbu said, "But if there is something to call, the phone will be turned off. It will be very irritable, uncle."

"Understood," Yuan Wu pressed the elevator button, "Stop making phone calls while driving."

"How could I take a taxi in my car," Lin Chengbu said, "I parked on the side of the road and took a taxi."

"Hurry up, the police are coming to tow the truck." Yuan Wu said.

After hanging up the phone, he got into the elevator. For some reason, he still wanted to laugh.

Recently, the fire has not come out, and he can't figure out whether it is good or bad.

Dr. Liang asked him to control, mainly to control his cranky thoughts. He tried his best to control it. Did he lose control and lose his temper by the way?

Can't figure it out.

When he got home and wanted to take a shower, he stood by the nozzle and waited for a long time, but the water that came out was still cold. He took a look outside and found that the water heater had turned off at some point.

After he came back, the water heater was on 24 hours a day and never turned off... He pressed the switch, but the light still didn't turn on.

After pressing 81 [-] times, he finally determined that the water heater was broken.

Annoyed, he kicked the barrel next to him.

He was a little happy again, but his temper was still there.

It's getting cold now, and it's not realistic to take a cold shower. He can only boil a few pots of water with a boiling kettle and add it to the bath.

This bath is not as good as taking a bath on the boat. There is also a small gas-fired water heater on the boat, but sometimes it suddenly goes crazy and cannot be adjusted, and the water that comes out can fade chicken feathers.

After taking a shower, I checked the time. It was still early and I didn't feel sleepy.

Standing in the middle of the living room, he suddenly realized that he didn't know what to do.

After standing for a while, he sat down on the sofa and opened his notebook.

He has put Yuanshen's notebook back in the rental house, and everything about Yuanshen has been sealed there. Grandparents won't use it, and it is estimated that no one will open that notebook again.

Yuan Wu leaned on the sofa with his head up. In this way, the stories of Yuan Shen would no longer appear in the space where he used to exist, and no one would be able to contact him to laugh off a glass of wine.

After closing the door, Yuan Shen disappeared.

Do we live in our own heads, or in the memory of others?

There is no standard answer to Yuan Shen's question, but maybe this ending confirms what he has always thought. He desperately wants to prove that he once existed, but in the end...

"Ah." Yuan Wu stood up from the sofa and glanced at the wall clock on the wall. According to his own plan, the current time period is not the time he should use to think about Yuan Shen.

He picked up the cross stitch from the table.

Come on Father.

This is what he prepared to embroider for Lin Chengbu, but he hasn't even embroidered his face for such a long time... But he thinks he should be much stronger than Lin Chengbu, at least now he is very powerful and has not been stuck. There was a thread that couldn't be pulled apart!

But after poking his Father in the face for half an hour he got a little annoyed.

Throwing down Heavenly Father and picking up the notebook again.

Get a water heater.

Perhaps because he would see his name when checking the balance and unconsciously chose to avoid it, he hadn't checked his balance for a long time.

In fact, he had no concept of how much money he had before. He worked in a bar for a lot of money. Counted...

He opened the balance with some unease and glanced at it.

. . . Father!

There is still money, but not much.

He took out several other cards of his own and checked them one by one. He was relieved that there was still a bit in one card.

I can last for a while longer, until my condition is better and I can go back to the bar.

Yuan Wu lay down on the sofa.

Dr. Leung said that he could go back to work in the bar and it would be good for him to return to a familiar environment.

But he has always insisted on waiting for his emotions to stabilize before thinking about it... Is he still avoiding it?Avoid what?A person living in his own spiritual world isolated from the world suddenly wakes up and becomes afraid of the new world that has become a little strange around him?

Yuan Wu smiled.

Maybe.

Or just lazy.

Lin Chengbu kept his word and didn't come to sit on the bench across the street again.

Yuan Wu would still take a look through the binoculars every day, but Lin Chengbu never came again.

No calls, no messages, just like he promised.

Gee.

Yuan Wu looked at the calendar, and it was only two days before the check-out date circled with a pen. He looked at the key next to him.

It's time to find grandparents.

He didn't know if it was necessary for him to do this, but it was like a certain procedure. After so many years, he needed to face the two old people face to face.

He wanted to pull himself back into real reality.

Those words that hurt him, and the cold eyes.

Those two old men made him fear, resist and stay away from Yuan Shen.

He took a breath, closed his eyes and let it out slowly, picked up his phone, and called Lin Chengbu.

"Good morning!" Lin Chengbu's voice was full of joy.

"Good morning," Yuan Wu said, "Are you going to work today?"

"Today is off," Lin Chengbu said, "You want to go out?"

"Well," Yuan Wu glanced at the key, "I'm going to... grandparents' house."

"Then I'll go pick you up now?" Lin Chengbu asked.

"Okay." Yuan Wu was suddenly a little nervous.

"Did you have breakfast?" Lin Chengbu asked again, "I'll bring you some."

"Okay." Yuan Wu replied.

Lin Chengbu came quickly, and Yuan Wu had just boiled water to wash when the doorbell rang.

"Sir, what you ordered." Lin Chengbu leaned against the door, holding a lunch box in his hand.

"You made it?" Yuan Wu found out that the breakfast was not packed in a fast food box.

"Yes," Lin Chengbu nodded, "fried dumplings."

"Just buy whatever you want," Yuan Wu took the lunch box, "It's too troublesome to make it yourself."

"It's not specially made for you," Lin Chengbu said, "I have leftovers from breakfast."

Yuan Wu glanced at him.

"It's unfinished, not leftover from biting." Lin Chengbu added.

"...You don't explain that I'm not so disgusting." Yuan Wu sighed.

"Hurry up and eat," Lin Cheng stepped into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and looked, "Why don't you stock up on some milk or something..."

"I don't have that kind of habit." Yuan Wu opened the lunch box, didn't bother to take the chopsticks, and squeezed a dumpling out with his hands to eat.

"Then you can eat it." Lin Chengbu said.

After eating the dumplings, Yuan Wu slowly went to wash the lunch box. After washing, he stood by the sink and held the lunch box to drain the water, watching the water first in a string and then into a drop.

"Yuanwu," Lin Chengbu called him from behind, "Don't you really want to go?"

"No," Yuan Wu said, "I have to go."

"En." Lin Chengbu responded.

"What?" Yuan Wu looked back at him.

"No, I think you can really dawdle." Lin Chengbu glanced at the lunch box in his hand.

Yuan Wu smiled and threw the lunch box to him: "I'll change my clothes."

When he told the address of his grandparents' house, Yuan Wu felt very strange. Although he had lived there for more than ten years, he found that he couldn't even remember the surrounding environment at the moment he told the address.

It's been too long since I left, I only went back once after Yuan Shen committed suicide, the time was very short, less than half an hour before and after, I was blasted out by my grandparents crying.

Lin Chengbu didn't know the way, but he didn't ask Yuan Wu how to get there, and turned on the navigation directly.

Yuan Wu held an envelope in his hand, which contained the address of the rental house and the key to the house.

He just held the envelope like this, tapped on his lap lightly, and looked out the window.

When driving halfway, Yuan Wu pointed out the window: "Turn in that road, and that's our school."

"High school?" Lin Chengbu looked up at the street sign.

"Well," Yuan Wu nodded, "I haven't been back since I graduated, and nothing has changed at the intersection."

"Do you want to go in and have a look?" Lin Chengbu slowed down the car.

"No," Yuan Wu shook his head, "I don't have any memories of school, and I don't know what to recall when I see it."

Lin Chengbu stepped on the accelerator, and the car continued to drive forward.

He was also looking at the street scenes on both sides. This side was the west of the city. He had hardly been there, but this was the place where Yuan Wu had lived for more than ten years. Looking at these strange scenery, he had an indescribable feeling.

When the navigation prompted "The destination is on the right side of the road ahead", Yuan Wu, who had been leaning against the co-pilot, sat up straight.

"Is it here? In front?" Lin Chengbu asked.

In front is a very old residential area, most of which are four or five-story buildings, with chickens, ducks, and flowers mixed together in a mess, and the doors on the first floor of many buildings face the sidewalk.

"Well," Yuan Wu replied in a low voice, "drive slowly."

"Okay." Lin Chengbu slowed down, rubbing forward along the side of the road little by little.

After five or 600 meters, Yuan Wu flicked his finger on the car window: "Stop."

Lin Chengbu stopped the car.

Yuan Wu looked out of the car window, no one moved, just kept looking out.

Lin Chengbu moved closer to him, and looked in the direction he was looking. Beside the debris piled up between the two buildings, several old men were sitting at a small table playing chess.

Yuan Wu's gaze stayed on them, and he remained silent for a while.

"Is it your grandfather?" Lin Chengbu asked, "Which one?"

"Wait for me in the car." Yuan Wu looked back at him.

Lin Chengbu nodded: "Let's go after you've given the key. If you have nothing to say, don't say anything."

"Yeah." Yuan Wu pushed open the door and jumped out of the car.

Nothing has changed in this area. Seeing the buildings in front of me, the messy piles of old furniture, and the chickens running all over the ground, the distant but familiar atmosphere enveloped Yuan Wu's surroundings.

That's right.

This is the "home" he has lived in for more than ten years, but he hardly wants to recall it.

Grandpa was sitting there, 20 meters away from him, watching others play chess.

The old man is old, much older than he remembered, with deep wrinkles, age spots, and few white hairs left...

Really old.

Yuan Wu stopped five or six meters away from the small table.

An old man playing chess raised his eyes and glanced this way, after a few seconds he pushed the grandfather next to him: "Hey old Yuan, is that your grandson? Yuan Wu?"

Grandpa's hands trembled, he raised his head suddenly, and looked this way.

After Yuan Wu met his eyes, he hesitated for a moment, and called out: "Grandpa."

Grandpa stood up slowly, took a few steps towards him, his lips were trembling, his hands were trembling, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"I..." Yuan Wu suppressed the urge to turn around and leave, but was interrupted immediately when he opened his mouth.

"What are you doing here!" Grandpa raised his trembling hand and pointed at him, "What are you doing here!"

"Old Yuan, Old Yuan," the old men standing next to him stood up and grabbed Grandpa, "What are you doing, Yuan Wu hasn't come back for so many years..."

"Get out!" Grandpa shook off a few old men and wanted to rush over, "Get out!"

Yuan Wu didn't speak, and took a step back.

"Don't do this! Old Yuan, don't do this!" Several old men were in a mess, trying to persuade and pull.

Grandpa should be very angry, and he was very energetic. When he wanted to rush over, it was a bit difficult for the old men to pull him.

Yuan Wu stood on the spot and watched quietly. This kind of grandpa was very different from the forever indifferent expression of his grandpa in his memory.

An indescribable strangeness.

In fact, he was quite unfamiliar at first, and more often than not, his grandfather gave him the feeling that he was just Yuan Shen's grandfather.

Redundant, he always felt that way, he was redundant.

Perhaps it is because of this that Yuan Shen feels that he is redundant.

Maybe, everyone is redundant.

Lin Cheng stepped out of the car, stood by the car door and looked over there.

He couldn't see Yuan Wu's expression, he only knew that Yuan Wu was standing still five or six steps away from the old man, but he could see the old man's appearance.

Anger, hatred, written clearly all over his face, and the "roll" knocked into Lin Chengbu's ears one by one, he gritted his teeth so he didn't rush over immediately.

Perhaps there was a lot of movement, a door next to it opened, and an old lady ran out of it.

Just as Lin Chengbu guessed that she might be Yuan Wu's grandma, the old lady had already pounced on her. Before Lin Chengbu could react, she had already slapped Yuan Wu's face.

"You come to ask for your life!" The old lady roared, her combat power was much stronger than that of the old man. Although she was thin, she was full of energy and her attack speed was very fast. Out several times.

crackling.

"Fuck you!" Lin Chengbu kicked the car door and rushed over.

Yuan Wu didn't seem to have the intention of avoiding or fighting back. When Lin Chengbu rushed to him and pulled him away, he saw the calm and indifferent expression on his face, with a hint of bewilderment.

"What are you doing!" Lin Chengbu pushed the old lady.

After being stunned for a moment, the old lady looked back at the ground, then sat down on her buttocks: "Oh, what are you doing, you brought someone here to beat our old man and old lady—"

"Fuck me?" Lin Chengbu was shocked, he was a little at a loss when faced with the old lady's crying.

Taking advantage of this moment, the old man rushed over and pushed him hard: "What do you want to do! Kill people!"

"You two were fucking dead five minutes before I wanted to kill you two!" Lin Chengbu came back to his senses and yelled at the old man, "I still want to touch porcelain here! You two are so beautiful! "

This voice was so shocking that Lin Chengbu himself was a little dizzy from the shock.

The old man was stunned by his yelling and stared at him. He pointed at the old lady on the ground and continued to yell: "You think he wants to come! Just fuck you dicks, he may not necessarily end you both! I Hold!"

After yelling this sentence, the group of people at the scene quieted down. Lin Chengbu didn't care to analyze whether he was yelling too loudly or the content of the yelling was too rebellious, so he looked back at Yuan Wu: "Where's the stuff? Give it to them. "

Yuan Wu looked at him for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled with the corners of his mouth raised.

"Laughing fart," Lin Chengbu was stunned, "Give it to them, we're leaving."

Yuan Wu walked up to the old man, took out the envelope and put it in his vest pocket: "Here is the address and key, the house rented by Yuan Shen, he still has a lot of things in it."

The old man looked at him, and the old lady quickly got up from the ground, took the envelope and turned out the key, and squeezed it tightly: "The house rented by Yuan Shen?"

"The house expires the day after tomorrow," Yuan Wu said, "If you don't clean it up, the landlord will throw away the things."

"Yuan Shen's stuff?" The old man finally regained his strength and asked.

Yuan Wu didn't answer, turned around and prepared to leave.

"You stand!" cried the old lady. "Why are you telling us now! He's been dead for two years! You're telling us now? What do you mean!"

"It's not interesting." Yuan Wu didn't look back. After saying this, he hurried back to the car, opened the door and got in the car.

"If he wants to say it, he can say it, if he doesn't want to say it, then he doesn't say it! What the hell is this old bastard after I told you!" Lin Chengbu couldn't swallow this breath. If Yuan Wu hadn't boarded the car, he would have thought Standing here and cursing for eighty rounds, "I have opened my eyes today. Mr. Lin has lived for 26 years, and it's the first time I've seen you guys so stupid!"

The old man and the old lady were still yelling something behind, but Mr. Lin didn't listen carefully, and didn't want to listen any more. He jumped into the car and kicked the accelerator to the end, and the car rushed out without caring about the direction. In short, he just left first.

After driving several blocks forward, Lin Chengbu parked the car on the side of the road, turned on the navigation to find the way back.

"I'll show you." Yuan Wu said.

"Okay." Lin Chengbu stopped his hands and turned to look at him, "Are you... all right?"

"There's nothing wrong now." Yuan Wu smiled.

Lin Chengbu didn't speak, just looked at him, Yuan Wu's smile was so bitter that he felt a tug in his heart.

Helpless, sad, disappointed... This smile is mixed with too many flavors, even a dull person like myself can taste it.

"You..." Lin Chengbu looked at the redness on the left side of his face, "You are too fucking tolerant."

Yes, it's too bearable. Lin Chengbu never thought that Yuan Wu, who has always been grumpy, would be so silent and tolerant when facing his grandparents who beat and scolded like enemies for no reason and regardless of the occasion. .

"Really," Yuan Wu touched his face, "I'm used to it, it's just... inertia."

"Wait for me," Lin Chengbu looked at the side of the road, "I'm going to buy a bottle of water and freeze it, or I'll get swollen soon."

"I feel swollen," Yuan Wu frowned, "It's like burning."

Lin Chengbu ran to a small supermarket by the side of the road, rummaged through the freezer for a long time, found a bottle of mineral water with ice stubble from the bottom, and ran back to the car.

He opened the co-driver's door, wrapped the bottle with a small towel, and stuck it on Yuan Wu's face.

"Hey," Yuan Wu held the bottle, chilled it for a while, and looked at him, "I really didn't realize that you spoke so rough before."

"Rough?" Lin Chengbu clicked his tongue, "Normally, I'm not a high-quality talent, I used to be a car repairer and later a cook... But if I didn't get angry, I wouldn't say it so badly. "

"Thank you... oh, you said don't be thankful, right?" Yuan Wu sighed, "Then how should I say it?"

"Needless to say," Lin Chengbu leaned against the car door, "Just let me kiss you when you're in a good mood."