Two pots of water

Kang Che came out of the bushes after making the unreachable phone call, and Tan Zui was no longer there.

But when he climbed back to the fifth floor step by step while sticking to the wall, the dormitory was also dark, without even a shadow.

"Tan Zui?" Kang Che yelled as he slapped on the light.

No one bothered.

Went to the bathroom?Still taking a shower?

Xu Bowen and Mao Sui ran away as soon as they were on vacation at noon, and Kang Che put himself in a chair, lay on his back and closed his eyes slowly.

He didn't drink much, he wasn't very dizzy at first, but now a small golden flower appeared in front of his eyes.

Thinking that the next seven days would begin again when he and Tan Zui lived together under the same roof, Kang Che closed his eyes and slipped down for a while, sighing leisurely.

Qin Zui came back 10 minutes later.

He didn't go to the bathroom or take a shower, he frowned when he entered the door and saw Kang Che: "When did you come back?"

"It's been half an hour since I came back." Kang Che was almost falling asleep, and he sat upright with his feet on the edge of the table, "You've been downstairs?"

"Smoking for a while." Tan Zui took the water card from the table, turned around and walked out again.

"Bath?" Kang Che stroked his hair and stood up, "Me too..."

Halfway through, he sat down again, and asked Tan Zui's back, "Has the hot water stopped?"

Qin most didn't agree, and didn't even stop on the soles of his feet.

Kang Che had no memory of how long Tan Zui had been taking a bath.

He took off his clothes and went to bed, and within a few minutes he was so sleepy that his consciousness drifted away.

In a daze, he felt that the red light outside his eyelids had completely dimmed. Knowing that it was Tan Zui who had come back and turned off the lights and the door, he completely relaxed his mind and fell asleep.

It wasn't until 05:30 in the morning that he woke up suffocated by urination and got out of bed in the dark to go to the bathroom in a frizzy head. Only then did he see a person sitting in front of Qin Zui's desk.

"Hey!" Kang Che almost loosened his bladder and opened the gate.

"Are you awake or are you awake?" He frowned and turned on the light.

Tan Zui put his legs on the table and leaned back on the stool to look at his phone.

Kang Che couldn't see what he could watch all night.

Tan Zui locked the screen and turned his head to look at him, staying up all night until his throat was a little sandy: "What are you doing up?"

"I almost forgot you were scared." Kang Che hurriedly opened the door and went to the bathroom.

On the first day of the National Day holiday, Qin slept until 04:30 in the afternoon.

At noon, a few people sleeping next door made an appointment to have dinner together, to have a barbecue by themselves, and Mao Sui couldn't stay at home, so he arranged for it remotely.

Before going out, Kang Che glanced at Tan Zui who was on the bed, and didn't call him, because he didn't know what time he went to bed in the morning.

"Has Tan Zui gone home too?" Mao Sui came directly from home, saw that there was no Tan Zui in the crowd, and asked him by touching Kang Che's arm.

"No, I stayed up all night before going to bed. I didn't call him." Kang Che turned the barbecue meat one by one.

"Is there something wrong with him?" Mao Sui was quite concerned, staring at the baking tray and asked, "The other day I asked him to borrow a USB flash drive, and called him twice, he pulled out the mouse and threw it to me."

Kang Che twitched the corners of his mouth, pushing the raw and cooked meat aside.

"Besides, I didn't talk too much," Mao Sui raised his chopsticks ready to go, "It was originally..."

"It wasn't much at first." Kang Che interrupted him casually, "The three of us tied together in the dormitory can't talk to you."

"Hey!" Mao Sui slapped the table, and several other shameless people also stretched out their chopsticks at the same time, grabbing all the meat in two seconds.

Kang Che cursed with a smile, then continued to stack the meat on the baking tray.

The head of the dormitory next door has a bit of conscience, or maybe he just likes to challenge the impossible.

Not long after he came out of the shop after eating, he took out three bulging plastic bags from the belly of his hat and the waist of his trousers. All kinds of egg tarts and barbecue cakes were crowded together, and Kutcher didn't know when he stuffed them.

Then he coolly handed the pile of pig food to Kang Che: "Take it back to Tan Zui, my name is Red Scarf."

Kang Che returned to the dormitory with the pig food donated by the red scarf, and Tan Zui was still sleeping.

His posture didn't change, it was the same as before he went out.

When he put the food on the table and looked up again, Tan Zui's eyes opened.

"Are you awake?" Kang Che almost jumped up with an "ah".

Qin Zui didn't know whether he woke up or suddenly developed a house-keeping eye.

His posture was still the same as sleeping, and his expression was still the same as sleeping. Even after opening his eyes, he didn't blink, didn't look at Kang Che, and didn't even move his eyelashes.

After staring at the ceiling for a while, he closed it again silently.

Kang Che lightly took out his glasses, put them on, and turned on the computer to get busy.

Half an hour later, he got up and went to the bedside to get water to drink. Tan Zui was still sound asleep.

It's just that this time it was replaced by something wrong with the eyebrows, which kept frowning slightly.

Kang Che sighed inwardly, popped out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, and continued to work on himself.

I can't go home after the holiday, and I dare not see the people I want to see. This feeling can only be endured like this, and there is no cure.

Tan Zui's schedule was messed up for two whole days, and he couldn't sleep at night and couldn't wake up during the day.

It’s okay at night, as long as you keep reading and writing documents.

The real torment was during the day, when he had the same dream repeatedly for two consecutive days.

He dreamed of Jiang Chu's wedding.

The "wedding" is actually not counted, there is only one scene in the dream, which is the day when Jiang Chu took him to Lao Du's wedding.

The best man and the groom gathered together in suits and shoes, chatting and laughing. He asked Lao Du where Du Miaomiao was, and Lao Du was going to pick up the bride. Where are you going to play?

In the dream, Lao Du became Jiang Chu, and he himself became Du Miaomiao.

It may be because this scene happened before, even if the characters are not compatible, the feeling of depression is so real that Tan can hardly breathe.

He struggled out of the dream, and the instinct of lack of sleep made him continue to sleep.

The dream repeats over and over again, and Tan Zuo can't find himself every time.

Every afternoon when he finally regained his sleep and woke up, Tan Zui had to stay in bed for a long time.

He was more tired than fighting all day.

On the third day of the holiday, Qin Zui still couldn't fall asleep at night.

Kang Che watched Tan Zui one by one every day, and felt that his work and rest for the next month would probably be upside down day and night.

Until the morning of the fourth day, Kang Che was woken up by rustling noises, and found that Tan Zui was not ready to go to bed like a few days ago, and was opening the door of the dormitory to go out.

"Where are you going? Have breakfast?" Kang Che turned over in a daze and asked.

Tan looked back at him the most: "Do you want to bring it?"

Kang Che's bed is a little far from the front of the dormitory, and he has just opened his eyes, so logically speaking, he shouldn't be able to see Tan Zui's face clearly.

But at that time he saw it, saw Tan's calmest expression, the bloodshot eyes, and some dry skin on his mouth.

"No need." Kang Che didn't stay up all night hungry again, he sat up wrapped in a quilt, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"Go out for a stroll, save up until night before going to bed," Tan Zui said.

"Where are you going?" Kang Che took out his phone to check the time, "It's not even seven o'clock. Shall I come with you?"

"Sleep with you." Tan Zui smiled, and closed the door without looking back.

Jiang Chu buried his head in the sink to wash his face, and heard the mobile phone vibrate continuously on the marble table next to him.

He didn't need to look to know that it must be his mother's call.

Calling him back to eat is like this, wishing to start calling him from five o'clock.

It's just that since Tan Zui left for the summer vacation, my mother's calls have become more and more frequent.

After letting him meet Qianqian, it became more and more dense.

Turning on the faucet, Jiang Chu raised his face covered with water and aimed at the phone.

Although he had already guessed in his heart who was coming, but when he saw that the caller ID was really "beauty", he braced himself on the table in a daze for a while.

Whether Da Ben sent that photo to Tan Zui, and whether Tan Zui saw it, neither Jiang Chu nor anyone could follow up and ask.

He and Tan most had a phone call a day before, and they would not cut off WeChat without a phone call.

After turning back to "brother", it has long been impossible to use it as a reference for emotional disconnection.

After the phone vibrated twice again, Jiang Chu closed his eyes and picked it up.

"Mom." He shouted with vigor, pulled off the towel and wiped his face before going out of the bathroom.

"Are you up?" My mother is really in a good mood recently, she is in a good mood, and she can't wait to play notes when she speaks.

"I just finished washing my face." Jiang Chu looked at the time, "It's only nine o'clock, the lunch you asked me to eat is still breakfast."

"Hey, come here when you wake up," my mother changed her tone and sighed helplessly, "Your uncle put a fish in the tank, I can't see it, you come here and help him."

For such a strong woman like my mother, she is not afraid of anything, but she is afraid of fish. Jiang Chu has always found it quite interesting.

If the communication between family members can be so clear and straightforward, many things will be solved much easier.

"Okay, then I'll go over now." Jiang Chu smiled, hung up the phone, threw the phone on the sofa, and went into the bedroom to get dressed.

This year's cold air should be earlier than in previous years.

It was just after October, and it was obvious that it was getting colder every day during the few days of vacation. Jiang Chu sneezed as soon as he drove out of the garage.

When I arrived at my mother's house, my mother didn't even look at his face when she opened the door. She looked directly at him and said "tsk": "Didn't you wear this dress a few days ago?"

"It's not that they haven't been washed." Jiang Chu tilted his head and sniffed his shoulder twice while changing his shoes, "Does it smell?"

"Is there any smell..." Mom handed him the slippers, as if hesitating to speak.

"Your body is new, I can see it." Jiang Chu took it with a smile, "What a day, you are so delicate at home."

He looked at his mother again, and suddenly remembered that Tan Zui didn't seem to have brought a few autumn and winter clothes when he left, and he had to send them to him in the next two days.

"Really?" Mom also smiled, and turned to look at the entrance mirror, "It's not a day, so Qianqian and her mother came over to have a meal."

Jiang Chu paused when he put away the shoes in the shoe cabinet, then raised his eyes to stare at his mother in the mirror.

"Oh, didn't you hear that last time, let Auntie Pan come over to have a meal when you have time." My mother adjusted her earrings in the mirror and glanced at Jiang Chu.

"It's not a polite word." Jiang Chu said "Oh" and continued to put the shoes on, twitching the corners of his mouth.

"What's so polite about it, why don't you just have a meal." Jiang Chu has become more and more obedient and sensible recently, which makes his mother very satisfied.

"It just so happens that the National Day is not busy." She turned around and twirled a cat hair from Jiang Chu's cuff. "Otherwise, when will you be free? Wait until the Spring Festival?"

My mother talked about eating casually, but the recipes prepared by Fang Zhou were not at all homely.

At 09:30, Jiang Chu accompanied him in the kitchen while chatting and tidying up. At eleven o'clock, his mother answered Aunt Pan's call and asked Jiang Chu to go downstairs to pick him up. There were still two dishes that he didn't even clean up.

Jiang Chu didn't say anything, just washed his hands and changed his shoes.

When I got downstairs, I didn't want to take two steps towards the gate of the community, but a black off-road vehicle had already turned around and stopped in front of me.

"I told my aunt not to pick it up, it's too troublesome." Qianqian greeted him while unfastening her seat belt.

"Your father's car?" Jiang Chu didn't even know she could drive, and the car model was quite different from the character design.

"Mine." Qianqian stroked her hair reservedly.

Jiang Chu smiled, and took the pile of things brought out by Auntie Pan while exchanging greetings.

After opening the unit door to allow Auntie Pan and Qianqian to enter first, Jiang Chu breathed out calmly.

The weather is fine today, and the garden in the community ahead is sunny.

He chose to exhale shallowly with his neck toward that side, and then walked in.

When he turned around and entered the building, Jiang Chu glanced at a figure sitting by the flower bed smoking a cigarette, his face was obscured by a row of bushes, he looked a bit like Tan Zui.

Subconsciously, he wanted to turn his head to take another look. The unit door had already closed behind him, making a dull locking sound.

Jiang Chu's footsteps were stuttering, thinking of the endless phone calls next to the washbasin in the morning, he drooped the corners of his eyes mockingly.

Dazed.