Two pots of water

Tan Zui was stunned for a moment, and then immediately added: "Brother."

If Jiang Chu didn't say it, he really didn't notice this detail.

Tan most remembered when he first went to Jiang Chu's house, he didn't call brother for a long time.

Not only did he not call Brother, he didn't even call Jiang Chu's name very much.

At that time, because he was covered in burrs from inside to outside, he was still wary of Jiang Chu, subconsciously keeping a distance.

In the end, he was teased by Jiang Chu for nothing, and when Tan Zui realized how he felt for Jiang Chu, even the word "brother" became a kind of subtle address for him.

Not just an identity, but more like a secret and bondage between him and Jiang Chu that no one else can understand.

Why did you subconsciously stop calling "Brother" after you left Jiang Chu?

Since he couldn't see his expression on the phone, Qin couldn't care less about analysis, and didn't think too much about what Jiang Chu said.

As long as Jiang Chu opens his mouth to tell him, he will listen to everything he can do.

As long as Jiang Chu is willing to say it.

But after he yelled "Brother", Jiang Chu fell silent again.

He didn't respond to the "brother", and there was no other emotion in his voice.

Qin Zui heard that he didn't know whether he took another puff of cigarette or sighed lightly, and then said: "Hang up, you go to bed early."

Who is "Aunt Pan"? Tan didn't dare to ask when he finally arrived.

"How is it?" Kang Che asked loudly in the bedroom when he heard that Tan Best hadn't spoken for a while.

Qin was in the least mood to talk to him.

He clutched his phone and looked through Jiang Chu's circle of friends for a while, and saw that the last update was the day of Lao Du's wedding.

The chat boxes between him and Jiang Chu are also the same, scattered.

Tan Zui slid up and down and reached the top without knowing it.

It's a pity that the mobile phone was changed in the middle, and the first message was not the day when he and Jiang Chu just became friends.

Tan Zui read each item again, and pulled down the chat history again. He couldn't help laughing at the many conversations with Jiang Chu in the middle.

At the end, it was the sentence "Go buy a pillow" sent by Jiang Chu half a month ago, and he replied "Yes".

I didn't say anything else after that.

Tan Zui stared at the sentence "Go buy a pillow" for a while, then typed a few lines in the input box.

After typing it and looking it over, he pursed his lips and deleted them all.

He typed "Good night, brother" again, rubbed his hands on the back of the phone twice, and sent it to Jiang Chu.

Jiang Chu never came back.

The next phone call with Jiang Chu was more than a week later, on September [-]rd, when Qin most normally started school.

Tan didn't look at his phone much that day. He had only a suitcase, and he carried it back to the dormitory, but Kang Che had a lot of things.

The two of them made two trips back and forth, and on the second trip they pulled the tassels on, and the three of them cleaned up the rental house.

After finishing washing and drying in the dormitory, Xu Bowen called them to eat, and Tan Zui took out his mobile phone only to see a missed call from Jiang Chu.

Four called 10 minutes ago.

"You guys go first." He immediately stopped, dialed back to Jiang Chu, turned around and walked towards the small drying platform at the end of the corridor.

"Then why don't you go there later or bring it to you?" Mao Sui shouted at him.

"Never mind, let's go." Kang Che glanced at Tan Zui's back and knew what he was going to do, "He will be back in less than 3 minutes."

"How do you know? You two lived together all summer vacation? Why didn't you call me?" Mao Sui asked this question three times since meeting them in the morning.

"Have you quarreled with his brother?" Xu Bowen suddenly answered.

Kang Che and Mao Sui turned to look at him together.

Mao Sui didn't understand and looked puzzled, while Kang Che slightly raised his eyebrows.

"I'm guessing." Xu Bowen pushed his glasses, "I feel that Tan Zui is very preoccupied at the start of school this time. He didn't call his brother, and he doesn't seem to be as handsome as before."

Kang Che smiled, "Hey", shook his head and continued downstairs.

"Don't be like this, Xiaobo." Mao Sui put Xu Bowen's shoulder and patted it affectionately, "You can say that Tan Zui's clothes are not as sophisticated as before, and attacking your appearance is not something you should do. "

"Damn." Xu Bowen punched him.

Qin Zui's call was as Kang Che expected, and he didn't get through for 2 minutes.

Jiang Chu was a bit slow in answering the phone, Tan Zui listened to the ringtone "beep" and "beep" for a long time, almost pressed it down and dialed it again, only to pick up over there.

"Brother," Tan called out first, "Did you call?"

"Ah." Jiang Chu replied, "It's nothing, just remembered that you started school today?"

Jiang Chu was a little noisy there.

He should have come back from the company by this time, and it didn't sound like he was at home.

"It's on." Tan Zui pressed the volume button to the top, "I've already returned to the dormitory."

"Your birthday..." Jiang Chu was interrupted by a mechanical broadcast just as he was halfway through.

"...The film played at 7:18 in Hall 37... Audience friends who bought tickets for this show..."

Then, Jiang Chu didn't know who he said to: "You go first, I'll finish the call."

Qin was most intent on hearing the answering voice over there.

It was too noisy, it seemed that a female voice said something, but he couldn't tell who it was.

"Tan Zui?" Jiang Chu called him again.

"Watching a movie?" Tan Zui switched the phone to the other ear and put it against his ear.

"My mother bought the ticket." Jiang Chu quickly passed the question as if he didn't want to mention it.

"It's your birthday next week, are you coming back?" He then asked what was interrupted just now, "Or spend it with Kang Che?"

Jiang Chu was watching a movie with an unknown woman.

There is no need to have a picture for this matter, just such a one-sentence message made Tan Zui scratch from his scalp to the soles of his feet.

Return the fucking tickets?

Qin Zui could tell with his nose that that person couldn't be Jiang Chu's mother.

At this time, hearing Jiang Chu's special emphasis on "together with Kang Che" made him panic like cutting his ears.

"But." Qin Zuo answered him directly.

After speaking, he was afraid that his tone would be too harsh, so he added: "You don't need to celebrate every year, and this year is not a special birthday."

Jiang Chu said "um", didn't say anything, just smiled: "It's fine if you have an idea. Don't you come back after the National Day holiday?"

Before Tan Zui could speak again, Jiang Chu went on to say, "Hang up first, have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, hurry up and eat."

Qin didn't want to worry about food or not.

He just wanted to know who Jiang Chu was watching the movie with, why his mother still bought the tickets, whether it had anything to do with that "Aunt Pan" last time, and whether he knew him or not.

But what position did he speak from?

If it's what he thinks...

"Yeah." After staring at the winding path outside the dormitory building for a while, Tan Zui tightly clenched his hands on the railing of the balcony, and finally leaned over and rested his forehead on the back of his hands, closed his eyes, "Let's go."

The answer to the mystery of Aunt Pan and the movie did not come until the end of the month, when Qin finally got the answer.

I didn't know about it from Jiang Chu, but through Daben.

There is no coincidence, from the beginning to the end because of Daben's simple and rude photo.

The progress of the project in the laboratory took a big step forward that day, just in time for the National Day holiday, the teacher took their group to have a dinner together.

He ate, talked and drank, and a senior sister cried while recalling the grievances of studying medicine.

The teacher comforted her a few words, sipped her wine glass from giving directions to fund management, and did not leave until past midnight.

On the way back to the dormitory, Kang Che turned a corner halfway to make a phone call and asked Tan to go back first.

Tan Zui saw that although he didn't drink too much, he was not far away from wandering. He was afraid that he would fall asleep in the grass until tomorrow, so he leaned under the street lamp, lit a cigarette and waited for him.

The phone vibrated a few times in his pocket, and he took it out to look. The first thing he received was a long series of WeChat messages from Du Miaomiao.

Du Miaomiao: My uncle asked Guo Guoqing if he would go home

Du Miaomiao: Can I go back?

Du Miaomiao: Are you coming back?

There are also a bunch of meaningless emoticons at the bottom.

Du Miaomiao couldn't be as loud as before, and the college entrance examination had to go to the sky.

He carefully considered the opinions of all parties, and reported himself the best second book within the range of scores, not too far away, just next door.

But after that wedding, he never mentioned anything about his uncle to Tan Zui.

Tan Zui couldn't advise him on this matter, he could only fill up his time with studying and going to the laboratory every day.

He asked Du Miaomiao: Do ​​you want to go back?

Du Miaomiao: I don't know

Du Miaomiao: I know why I still ask you

Du Miaomiao: And shouldn't the question be whether I should go back or not?

Tan Zui looked at these three consecutive questions and felt that he was asking himself.

He habitually clicked on Jiang Chu's WeChat, and Jiang Chu sent him a few red envelopes on his birthday on the 13th, and Tan Zui replied "Thank you brother".

The circle of friends continued to stop on the day of Lao Du's wedding.

Another message popped up on the top of the screen, and Tan Zui clicked on it.

Only one photo popped up on the message interface, and he realized it was from Da Ben.

Da Ben is the only person in Jiang Chu's circle of friends who has added Tan's most WeChat account.

He joined everyone, Jiang Chu said that he used to have nothing to do, and loved to watch Du Miaomiao's Moments for fun.

Qin Zui has been friends with him for two or three years, and the two of them have never talked on WeChat.

When he received the news suddenly, his first reaction was to think that the Daben had been stolen.

But after glancing at the content in the photo, Tan Zui heard a "boom" from his heart.

——The thumbnail is very small, there are two people, small and blurry, but he can still recognize one of them as Jiang Chu at a glance.

The other one is long haired, female.

Qin Zui clicked on the original picture, staring at the circle on which the photo was loaded, and even forgot to take a breath.

The news about Da Ben is still playing: finally, is your brother dating someone?Ya'er didn't tell me either.

Jiang Chu slept from twelve o'clock the night before until eight twenty in the morning.

He was woken up by the low battery warning of the phone, and only then did he see the message from Da Ben.

Jiang Chu squinted his eyes and was too lazy to read word by word.

He first glanced at the bottom "Damn it, why don't you two care about people", then he dragged it up in a daze, and saw the photo that Da Ben sent him.

Jiang Chu froze with his fingers swiping the screen.

His half-closed eyelids opened at some point, he turned over and sat up energetically, and quickly read the rest of the series.

Da Ben: Yes, at the beginning, I like to do big things with a muffled voice

Da Ben: Why don't I know who is this sister?

Da Ben: Tell me quickly, if Baoli hadn’t stopped me, I would have called someone

Da Ben: Damn, the more I look at it, the more I want to laugh. You two are very romantic. Let’s go for a walk after dinner together at night

Da Ben: Because you secretly fall in love with each other, so you don't have a long relationship, do you understand?

……

Jiang Chu pulled it to the bottom again, stared at the phrase "You two brothers" for two seconds, and called Da Ben.

The battery warning sounded "hum" almost at the same time, and he used his arms to flip through the charger on the bedside table.

"Fuck, you still know how to read WeChat?" Da Ben went to his mother-in-law's house with Bao Li early in the morning, and cursed when he answered the phone.

"When did you take the picture? Why didn't I see you?" Jiang Chu asked.

"Do you still need to send a WeChat message to let you see me?" Da Ben suppressed his voice with curiosity, "Then who, I have known you for so many years and have never taken a walk with me."

"What does 'brothers' mean, who did you send it to?" Jiang Chu interrupted him, "Tan Zui?"

"Ah, I thought that if you didn't tell me your brother would know..." Da Ben said halfway, his tone was a bit positive.

He is too familiar with Jiang Chu, he can understand emotions with just a random tone word from Jiang Chu.

"I went home with Baoli and made a joke and bet. We didn't think too much about it while we were chatting. I asked Tan Zui if your brother was dating, but he didn't reply." Da Ben explained, "Is there something wrong? "

"...No." Jiang Chu pulled out a headphone cable that was tens of thousands of years ago, and he didn't know where it came from, and turned to the side in annoyance.

He made himself smile: "I can't talk about what can happen to him."

"Then who is that woman?" Da Ben heaved a sigh of relief.

"A friend, don't talk nonsense with old Du Fangzi." Jiang Chu reminded him.

"All right, all right, friend." Da Ben was happy again, "You just carry it first, ah, it's ready, my brothers are waiting for your meal."

I hung up the phone with Daben, and I still couldn't find the charger that was supposed to be on the table.

Zhou Teng heard him waking up and scratching the door in the living room, the "clicking" sound was endless.

Jiang Chu stretched half his waist under the bed, and finally pulled out a thread from the crack of the table. It was the broken earphone that he had just left aside.

"Fuck." He cursed, shaking his hands and throwing the phone and the earphone cable to the end of the bed.

The movement of Zhou Teng scratching the door fell silent for a moment.

Jiang Chu smashed his head back on the pillow, raised his arms and covered his eyes vigorously.

After covering it for a while, he stretched his legs and pushed the phone back from the end of the bed a little bit.

Taking advantage of the last 1% of the battery, Jiang Chu turned the phone inside out, but there was no missed call from Qin Zui, nor any news.