Do not give up ice and snow for the king

Silence is cold.

Yun Bian thought for a while, and then said, "What's wrong with you, you don't look very happy?"

"Nothing." Shu Zhan replied coldly.

Yun Bian looked at him and said no more.All the way without words.It's embarrassing.

"Sometimes, my heart is full, and sometimes, my heart is empty." Shu Zhan said suddenly, his eyes were confused, entangled and desolate.

"Is this... secret love?" When Shu Zhan said this, Yun Bian's first feeling was secret love.

Shu Zhan didn't answer, and it took a long time before he said yes softly in a suppressed voice.However, Yun Bian did not hear it.

After arriving home, Yun Bian said goodbye to Shu Zhan, but Shu Zhan just looked at him and didn't speak.Yun Bian had no choice but to turn around and leave.And Shu Zhan lay quietly on the steering wheel for a long time.

Half of the summer vacation is over, and everything is as usual in Yunbian. During the day, he usually stays with his mother at home, and occasionally goes out with the Shuzhans. He goes to work at night, goes home to read a book, sits with his mother for a while, and then sleeps. At the end of the day, he repeats his contacts.When Shu Zhan was playing the piano, he came alone a few times, all he wanted was a glass of ice water, stirring slowly and constantly, then shaking, staring deeply at the edge of the cloud, smiling softly.

What Yun Bian didn't expect was that just when he was about to resign and leave the hotel that night, he saw Wu Hen, alone, sitting quietly by the window, looking at the lights of thousands of houses outside the window with an unclear expression, or Bright or colorful light is projected on the window, and his face shines against the background. Even so, the whole person still gives people a sense of loneliness and loneliness amidst thousands of people.

When Yunbian looked at him from afar, he also seemed to understand, slowly turned his face, and looked at Yunbian two by two, the sound of the piano was flowing quietly.After the end of the song, Yun Bian was obliged to come to Wu Hen to say hello.

"Why do you come here alone?" Yun Bian said with a smile.

"Most of the time, I'm alone. It's good to be alone." Wu Hen replied.

"It's good to be alone. Living in a group also has its benefits. Few people would like to be alone when someone is with you." Yun Bian looked at Wu Hen and said lightly.

Wu Hen's expression was as natural as usual, he looked at the edge of the cloud for a long time, then inadvertently lowered his head, and said with a wry smile, "I'm used to it." Yun Bian said, "The qin is the most healing thing. Listening to you playing, I think this is true."

Yun Bian smiled lightly, and replied, "Thank you for the compliment, but I always feel that heartache can only be healed by lenient heart. If it is falsely connected with foreign objects, such as the sound of the piano, it can only mean that the heart is not hurt. Qin, most importantly Just for fun."

Wu Hen looked at the edge of the cloud, thoughtful, "Could you take a moment to chat after the end?"

"It's disrespectful, but you probably have to wait." Yun Bian smiled.

"Waiting is not important, what's important is that it's worth waiting for." Wu Hen deepened his smile.

"Excuse me, let's talk later." After Yun Bian nodded his goodbyes, he turned and left, while Wu Hen was thinking about what he said just now.Really wonderful.There were very few people with whom he could strike up a conversation.Dialogue is like chess, and only when you meet your opponent can you feel full of wit and wit.

Yun Bian returned to his seat, thinking about Wu Hen's words and deeds. Although this person is unpredictable, he has not seen any unfavorable thoughts and actions against him when we get along with him a few times. On the contrary, a few times, he They all defend themselves tactfully, although Yun Bian can feel his kindness even though he is not showing off.Moreover, tonight, he does look a little lonely and frustrated.

After Yunbian finished, Wu Hen was still waiting for him quietly.Afterwards, Yun Bian followed Wu Hen and wandered aimlessly in the crowded streets. Just as Yun Bian was wondering if he would keep walking like this without opening his mouth, Wu Hen suddenly entered a cafe.Yun Bian had no choice but to follow.

Sure enough, it seemed like a place he would go in and out of. As soon as he entered, a strong but bitter coffee smell rushed over him, making people want to take a few more breaths.The decoration is mainly brown, classic and elegant, very pleasing to the eye, and supplemented by guzheng performance, it is also pleasing to the ear. It is indeed a great blessing in life to enjoy and sip quietly in this pleasing to the ear and poetic place. thing.

Wu Hen asked for a box, then gently opened the door, and leaned slightly to invite Yun Bian to enter first, the gentleman's demeanor was instantly revealed.Then he walked in and closed the door.Sure enough, the style is integrated, and the box is also ancient and elegant. The real box is full of cold plums, Aoshuang, snowy plum branches, and big flowers.Small pieces, clusters, clusters.Mei Jie is snow-white, forming a picture against each other.Yun Bian immediately fell in love with this place.

"You like plum blossoms?" Wu Hen asked with a smile.

"Yes, I like both plums and snow, and I like their one-body state more. There is no spirit without plums, no poetry without snow, and people are vulgar. Poetry is always snowy at sunset, and it is very springy to be with plums. This kind of scene and The atmosphere can be called a beautiful day and a beautiful scene, isn't it enjoyable?" Yun Bian was still intoxicated in a beautiful fantasy, and didn't notice that Wu Hen was staring at him blankly.

"I thought you were always high-spirited, with no desires or desires?" Wu Hen said with a smile.

"How can there be a person in the world who is completely high-spirited and honest, who has no desires or desires? They are all just trying to show their best side."

"Sure enough, you need an opponent to talk, otherwise, eunuchs will come to the brothel and ask the prostitute what she likes about him, and the prostitute answers, I like your huge joke. Even casual communication is ridiculous and ridiculous," Wu Hen said.

Yun Bian's face was slightly embarrassed. In such a quiet and quiet place, such words are really...not harmonious.

Probably aware of Yun Bian's embarrassment, Wu Hen smiled generously and said, "I'm sorry, I'm just making an analogy, don't worry about it."

"I don't agree with you. In your opinion, don't you mean that people are divided into grades, grades, grades, and no matter what else you say, you must strictly abide by this rank order, otherwise it is absurd, and you can't laugh or cry?" Yun Bian was not angry. , just calmly say what's in your heart.

"I don't intend to argue with you, and I can't argue with anything, but you have to admit that in this world, there are indeed levels of people. The so-called democratic equality has always been just an imagination. You should have experienced a lot. What are you waiting for?" Wu Hen said.

"Nevertheless, I think we should still choose to believe, believe in the truth, believe in righteousness, believe in pure goodness, and believe in something more than what we actually believe." Yun Bian said.

Wu Hen looked at the edge of the cloud and smiled for a long time without saying a word.

"By the way, you asked me out tonight not only to discuss this with me, did you have something on your mind?" Yun Bian said in order to break the awkward atmosphere.

Wu Hen said nothing, and looked at the cloud for a long time, and then said lightly, "Do you feel lonely?"

"To be honest, I don't know how people define loneliness? If it's called loneliness when I'm alone, then I've been used to it since I was a child. If it means that my heart is empty and vague, and I always feel that I can't grasp anything, then I seem to rarely have it. .” Yun Bian replied.

"Then you are indeed lucky. It may be because you had a happy childhood or a happy family, so you rarely come into contact with cold things like loneliness." Wu Hen said.

"You, do you want to say something? I think you are ready to say something by calling me out. I hope you don't embarrass yourself by holding it in your heart." Yun Bian said sincerely.

Wu Hen looked deeply at the edge of the cloud, and then smiled, "You really are a kind person. It's nothing, it's my mother who called me just now. Then I felt a little irritable, and for some reason, I ran to your place." Wu Hen smiled wryly.

Yun Bian looked at him intently, beckoning him to continue.

Wu Hen looked away, looked diagonally forward, and said softly as if recalling, "My mother is a painter, and she is called an artist. When I was very young, I seldom saw her. Later, I grew up. It’s rare to see her twice a year. Occasionally, I heard from my servant that my mother went abroad to pursue her dream creative career shortly after I gave birth, and I have rarely seen her since. Maybe I never got it, and I don’t know the feeling of losing, and I have never felt how sad it is to be without a mother. Although when I was a child, when I saw other children with their mothers by their side, I would also wonder what my mother looked like. Well, what does she like to eat, what does she like to do, and when she thinks about it, it will eventually turn into why she doesn't want me, and doesn't come back to see me? I grew up, took it lightly, and got used to it. Every time I met her, I was polite and alienated. Just like an elder, but tonight he suddenly called and said that he would take me abroad and live with her all the time in the future, because she is too lonely, too lonely. Hehe, hehe." Speaking of this , Wu Hen's eyes had become extremely cold, and his hands were tightly clenched into fists, making crackling noises.

Yun Bian looked very worried, and tentatively asked, "Wu Hen. Wu Hen, are you okay?"

Wu Hen finally came to his senses, and then smiled, "It's ridiculous, a person who has never fulfilled her duties as a mother, suddenly wants to live with you, just because she is old, lonely, and has no one to accompany her." , I just remembered that I have a son, it’s funny, lonely.”

"I know you hate her, but I also know that you love her, don't you?" Yun Bian said.

"Talk to yourself." Wu Hen replied.

"In this world, there is no hatred for no reason, and there is no hatred without love. We will hate someone or be hostile to someone. It is all hatred, not hatred. Hatred will only enter your cognition and brainpower level, will not enter your spiritual level, but hate can. Because, the opposite of hate must be love, or not love, but not