Difficult to quit

39

It wasn't raining when we went down the mountain.

Zhuang Yi was carrying a black umbrella, and Li Qinghai pulled him, walking down the bluestone steps washed by muddy water. The grass on both sides was covered with crystal dew, and his nose was full of the fragrance of mud after the rain.

Li Qinghai's leather shoes were completely soaked in water, and when he walked, he could "creak" the water. The two walked down the mountain, and his big G stopped at the foot of the mountain, the tires were splashed with yellow mud.

Li Qinghai had clothes in the car, he took a set and handed it to Zhuang Yi, and asked him, "What size shoes do you wear?"

Zhuang Yi: "42 yards."

Li Qinghai only had a pair of size 45 sneakers in the car. Hearing this, he took it out and changed it by himself, and said to Zhuang Yi, "Change your clothes first, and we'll talk about the rest when we go back to the county."

Zhuang Yi changed the sportswear he gave him, it was fat and big, and Li Qinghai changed it himself, they both wore the same style.

Zhuang Yi watched him change his sneakers, threw the soaked leather shoes into the trunk, and couldn't help asking: "Why don't you wear these shoes to go up the mountain?"

It is raining on the mountain road, and I also know how difficult it is to wear leather shoes. Since there are sports shoes, why not wear them?

"This." Li Qinghai rubbed his nose with rare shyness before saying, "This is the first time I meet your dad. I want to dress more formally."

So I climbed the slope for half a day wearing leather shoes and stepping on the muddy mountain road.

"..." Zhuang Yi looked at him with indescribable words, "You didn't buy any flowers, so you want to wear formal leather shoes?"

Li Qinghai said truthfully: "I came here in a hurry to find you, and I didn't think about buying flowers at all."

Then facing the direction of the cemetery, he clasped his hands together and bowed, "I'm sorry, Uncle, I was in a hurry to find Zhuang Yi and forgot to bring you flowers. Next time, next time I will definitely make it up."

Zhuang Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and stretched out his hand to tug at him, "Stop making trouble, I just said it casually."

"You can't be casual." Li Qinghai said seriously: "It's really rude not to bring anything, I have a few bottles of wine in the car, you wait for me here for a while, I'll bring them to my uncle."

Without waiting for Zhuang Yi to agree, he dug out two bottles of red wine from the trunk and walked up the mountain with them.

Zhuang Yi didn't know what to say about him, so he could only follow his footsteps and climbed the mountain again. He saw him put tens of thousands of red wine in front of the monument and walked back contentedly.

Zhuang Yi had the experience just now, and this time he was not so conflicted. He whispered to his father in front of the monument: "Dad, please ignore him, he has a hole in his head."

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "I'll see you next time."

After speaking, he hurriedly chased after Li Qinghai.

The cemetery was silent, and the Zhuang father in the photo watched them with a smile.

The two walked back to the foot of the mountain again and got into the car. Li Qinghai turned on the heater to the maximum, found a blanket for Zhuang Yi, and started the car by himself.

Zhuang Yi wrapped the blanket around his body, watched him drive the navigation back to the county, and asked, "How do you know I'm in Linxiang County?"

"I asked someone to check your hometown." Li Qinghai turned the steering wheel, "You transferred to Linxiang County No. [-] Middle School in the third year of junior high school. I guess you may be here."

Zhuang Yi bit his lip, "Then what if I'm not here?"

Li Qinghai said: "If you look elsewhere, I can't lose you."

The mountain road was difficult to walk on a rainy day, and there were large and small puddles on the road. Even though the chassis of the Big G was high enough, the car was driving wobbly. Zhuang Yi asked him again: "You didn't bring a driver?"

Li Qinghai said: "I left the driver in City A."

Zhuang Yi: "Why?"

Li Qinghai: "Driving by myself shows sincerity."

Zhuang Yi: "..."

Knowing that Zhuang's father might be in Linxiang County, Li Qinghai didn't ask the driver to drive. He drove over the mountain road for more than two hours in the rain. He entered the county town and found out the location of the cemetery. I searched all the way.

At this time, he was still a little proud of his decision, he didn't even buy any flowers, and he asked the driver to drive like the big boss, so what happened to Zhuang Yi's father seeing him, is it plausible?

The two returned to the county seat, got out of the car and went to the supermarket to buy some food to go back to the city, but they heard that the rain caused a landslide, blocking the road, and they couldn't go back to the city today.

The two had no choice but to drive to find a hotel. Linxiang County is a small county, and most of the county's small hotels are privately run. The biggest hotel is next to the bus station. The two went in and asked, and there was only one big bed left room.

Zhuang Yi's face was a little stiff, "Are there no other rooms? Is there anyone ready to check out? We can add money."

"It doesn't matter how much money you give. The road is closed today and I can't go back. Many people who come to the county can't go back. They are in a hurry to live!" The mandarin with a dialect said impatiently: "Just one room, can't you live in it? There's always someone waiting!"

"Stop." Li Qinghai handed over his ID card and asked again, "Can I swipe my card?"

"Pay by mobile phone," the girl pointed to the QR code posted on the wall, "Scan the code, 208 a night, 200 deposit."

Li Qinghai paid with WeChat, and the girl took their ID cards to register, returned the ID cards to them, looked at their sportswear of the same style and muttered: "What's wrong with sharing a room with your brother? more children."

Zhuang Yi: "..."

Li Qinghai took the key, put his arms around his shoulders and walked towards the elevator, couldn't help smiling.

The little girl's eyes are quite accurate, isn't he his elder brother?

The room is on the fourth floor, Room 419. Li Qinghai opened the door with the key. When entering the door, there is a short corridor with floor-to-ceiling mirrors on one side of the corridor and a bathroom on the other side. There is a big bed and two bedside tables in the back room. Opposite the bed is a TV cabinet and a stool, which is gone.

Li Qinghai had never lived in such a simple hotel at his age. Although he was prepared, he was still stunned after entering the door.

Looking at him, Zhuang Yi knew that Li Ershao had probably never seen such a room.

He pushed Li Qinghai in, pulled the stool over to signal him to sit down, sat on the bed himself, and took out his mobile phone to look for takeaway.

After flipping through it for a while, he put down his phone and said, "We don't deliver takeaways on rainy days. Go out and eat."

Li Qinghai was stunned: "Why not give it away? Meituan can still refuse the order?"

Zhuang Yi gave him a smile like a fool: "There is no meituan in the county, and they are all delivered by the restaurant's own people. If it rains, they don't want to deliver food."

He got up to pull Li Qinghai, Li Qinghai frowned and stared at his feet: "Your shoes are still wet, I'll go buy them."

Zhuang Yi shook his head: "Let's go together, buy a pair of shoes by the way, and you have to buy a toothbrush and towel."

The two went out, Li Qinghai drove, and Zhuang Yi showed the way.

The roads in the county are narrow, and there are many vehicles parked illegally on the side of the road. There are even electric vehicles and bicycles crossing the road recklessly. Li Qinghai had no choice but to slow down his speed.

The window of the co-driver was open, and Zhuang Yi saw some familiar faces along the way. They stared numbly at this car worth more than 100 million, with envious eyes in their eyes.

No one recognized the handsome and upright young man in the co-driver, who was the young boy who was rumored to like men in the county back then.

The county seat has not changed much for more than ten years. Zhuang Yi went to school here, and based on his memory, he took him to a restaurant street. The noodle restaurant he loved back then was on this street, and it was still open.

There was no parking space on the side of the road. Li Qinghai parked the car on the side of the road, and the two got out of the car and walked inside. Zhuang Yi introduced to him: "I often came here to eat noodles when I was in school. His sliced ​​noodles are very good. eat."

The two walked into the noodle shop, Zhuang Yi asked Li Qinghai: "What do you eat?"

Li Qinghai said, "Same as you."

Zhuang Yi ordered two servings of beef ramen, as well as meat sandwiches and side dishes. This shop is run by a husband and wife. A relative also helped in the store.

The two took the waiting number plate, chose a clean table and sat down, Zhuang Yi tore a few pieces of paper to wipe the table, and went to get the bowls and chopsticks and free side dishes.

The boss moved quickly, and brought up the noodles in a short while. Zhuang Yi was a little worried that a young master like Li Qinghai would not be able to eat it, but he saw that Li Qinghai took off the chopsticks, took a piece of noodles with the chopsticks and ate them calmly, and even praised him "good".

"What's wrong?" Li Qinghai raised his eyebrows to meet his gaze.

Zhuang Yi said truthfully, "I'm afraid you won't be used to it."

Li Qinghai smiled, "You forgot, I grew up in City A when I was young, and I always took you to eat at roadside stalls in high school."

Zhuang Yi either forgot, or saw Li Qinghai's reaction of tightening the hotel room, and instinctively felt that he was out of tune with this kind of place.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Although Li Qinghai has changed into sportswear, his upper-class elite temperament is still incompatible with this dilapidated small shop. The noodle eaters in the shop can't help but turn their eyes to them. Send it off.

When the waiter was delivering food back and forth, he couldn't help sweeping his eyes at them, and suddenly said "Hey" as he swept, "Are you that so-and-so, Zhuang, Zhuang...?"

The proprietress happened to be cleaning the table there, so she slapped him with a wave of her hand, "Why is it not big or small!"

"No, auntie, this seems to be my junior high school classmate," the waiter pointed at Zhuang Yi, "Are you from No. [-] Middle School?"

Zhuang Yi clenched his chopsticks in an instant. This man had dyed yellow hair and two gold chains. He couldn't remember who it was.

"It's impolite, don't point at people!" The proprietress scolded.

But the man stared at him stubbornly, arguing with the proprietress, "He is really my classmate, the one who liked men back then, hey, aren't you?"

He lifted his hair, pointed to a shallow scar on the left side of his head and said, "See, this is what he smashed on me back then!"

Zhuang Yi gripped the chopsticks tightly, and the rough thorns on the bamboo chopsticks pierced into his palm.

He remembered who this man was, his name was Wang Li, he always blocked the door outside when he was going to the toilet, and locked him in the toilet for a long time, one day Zhuang Yi couldn't bear it and kicked the door open vigorously, The shattered door panel hit Wang Li's face, leaving a bloody gash on his forehead.

A big hand wrapped around his.

On the opposite side, Li Qinghai smiled calmly, "I am his man, what's your opinion?"

He was sitting there majestic, obviously shorter than Wang Li who was standing there, but the look in his eyes made people dare not approach him.

Zhuang Yi came back to his senses, withdrew his hand, looked at Wang Li and laughed and said, "Seeing that you are so excited, do you want to leave a symmetrical scar on the right side?"

Wang Li became angry, but he didn't dare to fight with the two of them, so he just cursed and said, "What the hell is it to find a boss? You are still wearing a couple outfit, what are you showing off!"

The proprietress got angry and slapped him hard, "It's none of your business who you find, and you can't find a date yourself, so what's your business! Obviously the hotel ordered four cold noodles, so hurry up and send them over! "

Then he turned his head and apologized to the two of them, "I'm sorry, this kid just has a broken mouth."

Wang Li gave the proprietress a lesson, and went in with his head down to get the packed noodles. When passing by the two of them, he couldn't help but say, "I think your watch is fake too. What a big boss it is!" Can you come to our house for a meal?"

Li Qinghai was amused by his "couple outfit", and decided not to get too fussy with him, glanced at the Cartier on his wrist and smiled, "Yes, the watch is fake."

Wang Li hummed a sound from his nostrils, and gave his aunt a smug look.

"However, the car at the door is real." Li Qinghai continued: "It's the Beijing brand Mercedes-Benz, be careful when riding an electric car, you won't be able to afford compensation if you get scratched."

Wang Li's face turned green.