atypical dependency

The strong wind is hunting, and the night is as cool as water.

When Wei Zhuoyan arrived at the reception room, he didn't see Xiao Yi's figure.

Turning his head, he was facing the uncle in the reception room with a muddy complexion. The other party nagged him for a long time, saying that as long as it is not serving the people, he can only go outside to cool off.

With a wry smile, Wei Zhuoyan dealt with the uncle, and Wei Zhuoyan left the reception room wearing a coat.

At this point in time, the traffic on the street is sparse, except for the vehicles whistling past on the road from time to time, the whole street seems to be in a deep sleep, and the tall and magnificent buildings in the daytime are only shrunk in the shadow of the night at this moment, carefully relying on the insignificant power of the street lights The ray of light, eager to absorb the little ray of light propped up in the night.

When Wei Zhuoyan walked out of the fire station, he saw Xiao Yi leaning on a dark private car on the side of the street.

Wearing a long black trench coat, the other party was holding a can of beer, with one hand in his pocket, with a desolate expression, raising his head from time to time to fill the glass.

And there are several cans of unopened beer standing on the roof.

Seeing Wei Zhuoyan's figure, Xiao Yi's hands stopped moving.

Smiling lightly at the other party, Xiao Yi took a can of beer and shook it at Wei Zhuoyan: "Are you here?"

Shaking his head, Wei Zhuoyan walked to Xiao Yi's side, looked at the other's incoherent movements, and said, "I will change shifts at night, so I can't drink." After speaking, he was now closer to Xiao Yi, and he could not help but notice the strong smell of alcohol. He frowned, "How much did you drink?"

Hearing the sound, Xiao Yi lowered his eyes and pursed his lower lip: "Don't worry, I won't die."

Turning his head to look at the car Xiao Yi was leaning on, Wei Zhuoyan didn't see Yan Tian, ​​and his expression immediately became serious: "Did you drive here by yourself?"

"Yes." Xiao Yiyun said calmly.

"Drunk driving?" Wei Zhuoyan's voice was quite slow.

Xiao Yi closed her eyes and smiled.

After a pause, he drank another sip of wine, turned his head and looked straight at Wei Zhuoyan.

The other party's dark eyes still shone like stars in the dark night, Xiao Yi recalled that when he first met Wei Zhuoyan, he was also attracted by the other party's focused and serious eyes.

But at this moment, he seemed to know that he was just an insignificant moth, but he still wanted to dance for the other party's flame without hesitation.

"No." Catching the questioning in Wei Zhuoyan's eyes, Xiao Yi lowered his eyes to look at the beer in his hand, "I drink it after I drive over."

"After you drove here?" Wei Zhuoyan was a little frustrated, "Can you drink so much in such a short time?"

——The smell of alcohol on the other party's body is really not just one or two sips.

Xiao Yi pinched the wine jar and didn't speak.

The night breeze caressed his bangs on his forehead, causing them to flutter. Xiao Yi didn't look at Wei Zhuoyan again, but easily crushed the empty wine can in his hand, and threw it into a paper bag at his feet.

Looking at the man's side face silently, Wei Zhuoyan stood there for a while, then suddenly said calmly: "How long have you been waiting outside?"

Xiao Yi didn't respond to him, but just took out a new can of beer.

However, just as he was about to pour, Wei Zhuoyan held down his wrist, his face seemed to have taken over all the chill of the night, and said coldly, "Xiao Yi."

Stopping his movements, Xiao Yi didn't move like a statue.

"How long have you been waiting?" Wei Zhuoyan suddenly had an illusion that the guy had waited for more than a few minutes.

"Is it important?"

"Nonsense." Wei Zhuoyan said dully, "Do you want to freeze yourself to death in this weather?"

Xiao Yi didn't reply.

Knowing that this was probably the other party's acquiescence, Wei Zhuoyan stretched out his hand and kneaded his eyebrows, sighed out of strength, and shook his head: "Why didn't you call earlier? What are you doing waiting outside for so long?"

Xiao Yi raised the wine jar in his hand, and shook it in front of Wei Zhuoyan again jokingly: "I thought I could call you if I didn't need this kind of thing."

"..." Wei Zhuoyan looked at Xiao Yi, his face changed slightly.

Xiao Yi's usually quiet face had a little bit of indolence at the moment.

After watching for a while, Wei Zhuoyan couldn't help kicking the discarded paper bag next to the other party that contained empty beer cans.

Immediately, there was a crackling sound of beeping and clattering, suggesting that many squished wine tank brothers were singing high in the chorus.

Xiao Yi glanced at Wei Zhuoyan's face that was almost stained with ink, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Looking up at Xiao Yi who didn't take these things seriously at all, Wei Zhuoyan suppressed his restless nerves, clenched his fist with one hand, and then let go again: "Just call me, you have to make yourself Is that so?"

Hearing Wei Zhuoyan's frustrating words, Xiao Yi raised his hand and faced the wine jar again.

Quickly grabbing Xiao Yi's wrist, Wei Zhuoyan forcibly snatched the can of wine from him.

The action was too violent, a lot of liquid splashed onto Xiao Yi's chest, Wei Zhuoyan had to subconsciously reach out his hand to block it for him.

When the wine jar fell to the ground, Wei Zhuoyan was grabbing Xiao Yi's collar with one hand and frantically helping him to remove the spilled wine.

Silently allowing Wei Zhuoyan to help him tidy up, Xiao Yi's arm was stuck in the air, his gaze was scorching hot but pressed against the other's cheek restrainedly, pacing back and forth, unable to move away for a long time.

When Wei Zhuoyan raised his eyes again, he just looked straight into the valley-like eyes that fascinated him, without saying a word.

Looking at Xiao Yi for a few seconds, Wei Zhuoyan immediately recognized the strange emotion in the other's eyes, and moved away uncomfortably from Xiao Yi.

Both men leaned on the car body, silent in the night breeze, not knowing what they were waiting for.

Xiao Yi straightened his neckline with one hand, his cheeks flushed with wine, and his movements were a little slow; Wei Zhuoyan simply put his hands in his pockets, his eyes wandered on the gray ground, as if he was looking for some rare lines.

"Don't you want to talk?" When Wei Zhuoyan felt that centuries had passed, Xiao Yi beside him suddenly said lightly, "Let's talk." Moving his shoulders, Xiao Yi looked up at the night sky and sighed, "I'm not here Is it?"

The two of them had clearly determined the direction on the phone before, but for some reason, after meeting Xiao Yi face to face, Wei Zhuoyan suddenly felt overwhelmed that he couldn't speak.

The other party probably thought for a long time before calling him back——

The bag of empty soda cans at my feet already hinted at everything.

The man next to him was slightly drunk, which added a little subtlety to the atmosphere between the two of them.

Wei Zhuoyan didn't know if the current conversation could be considered meaningful - because he really couldn't draw a conclusion on whether Xiao Yi was sober or not.

Some people seem to be very drunk, but their consciousness is not necessarily vague;

On the contrary, there are also people who look calm and peaceful, but their minds are actually muddy.

Wei Zhuoyan didn't know which category Xiao Yi belonged to.

After tossing and turning several ways of questioning in his mind as if studying tactics, he himself finally shook his head quite tiredly.

Never thought that he would need to be so cautious in front of Xiao Yi, Wei Zhuoyan sighed, and suddenly said as if giving up: "Xiao Yi."

"Listen." Xiao Yi kept his head down and responded after a few seconds.

"You said you have feelings for me, then you—"

"Feel it?" Xiao Yi groaned, covering his cheek with one hand and stroked it lightly.

Wei Zhuoyan looked sideways at him.

"Two strangers have a crush on their first blind date, that's called 'feeling'." Pointing at Wei Zhuoyan with a dull voice, Xiao Yi kept his head down, sounding very tired, "I haven't had feelings for you for a long time. Do you understand the problem, that is..."

He didn't say any more, just closed his eyes lightly, letting Night Breeze take everything away.

Listening with pricked ears, Wei Zhuoyan squeezed the hand in his pocket again.

Thousands of topics slid through his mind, he chose to choose, and finally he chose the one he found most incomprehensible: "So you...why do you like me?"

He would call Xiao Yi because he wanted to try to understand the other party's mood.

Obviously, this kind of talk about man-to-man love is something he never thought he would talk about with Xiao Yi.

Even though his heart was clamoring for resistance, he understood that the other party was his brother after all, and support and understanding were what he should choose.

There was another unbearable silence on Xiao Yi's side.

Waiting patiently, Wei Zhuoyan almost counted the number of tiles on the ground in front of him.

"You—probably the first person to make me feel like I haven't been abandoned."

Just when Wei Zhuoyan was waiting almost desperately, Xiao Yi suddenly sighed and spoke.

After speaking, he habitually took a can of wine.

Wei Zhuoyan glanced at him, with displeasure on his face that wanted to stop him, Xiao Yi just smiled and curled his lips, and raised his chin at the other party: "This thing wakes me up."

Originally, he wanted to make the other party smile, but Xiao Yi found that Wei Zhuoyan didn't move a single muscle on his face, and he still had that solemn face like frost.

"Abandoned?" Staring at Xiao Yi, Wei Zhuoyan repeated the other person's previous words, "——what do you mean?"

This time he suddenly showed a smile, Xiao Yi took a sip of his wine, but didn't mean to explain.

"Xiao Yi." Wei Zhuoyan expressed that he really wanted to find out what the other party meant by that sentence.

"It's a long story." Xiao Yi shook the wine can in his hand, stretched out his hand and tugged at the neckline, looked at the fire station building in front of him and shrugged, "You know my troublesome brother, don't you?"

Wei Zhuoyan froze for a moment, and immediately frowned as if remembering something unpleasant: "Xiao Heng, right?"

"Yes." Xiao Yixiu rubbed his long fingers slowly on the wine jar, "He's actually not my brother." The voice was very calm, and Xiao Yi didn't intend to wait for Wei Zhuoyan's response, "I'm their adopted child. At first I I stayed in an orphanage, and what I wanted to know most at that time was what it was like to be a child with parents."

"..."

"That feeling, to be honest, is really fucked up." Xiao Yi suddenly laughed.

"..."

"In their house, I always thought I had real affection—until I realized that I had been hurting that kid Xiao Heng." Xiao Yi's eyes became very deep, and Wei Zhuoyan, who was staring at him, felt a little strange, "He's old I've given up on the idea that I'm his 'brother' long ago, no matter what I do, I can't satisfy him." With a long sigh, Xiao Yi closed his eyes, "It's not a big deal, but it will get tired after a long time. , do you understand?"

"..." Wei Zhuoyan listened carefully from the side, with piercing eyes.

"I found my biological parents a few years ago." Xiao Yi smiled wryly, recalling the woman lying in the ward in her mind, "But when I asked someone to tell them about my existence, they were surprised and told me clearly Assistant, let her send me a message saying that no matter what, I don’t want me to disturb their current life.”

"..."

"I think I probably have some flaws on my body that they can't tell about, so I gave up at that time like a burden."

"..."

"I studied so hard when I was in school, and I could even say I was desperate to be the first." Xiao Yi glanced sideways at Wei Zhuoyan, "It's very simple, I just don't want my parents in my new home to think I'm a burden."

"..." Wei Zhuoyan opened his eyes sideways, his brows were tightly frowned, and he stared at a fire hydrant by the street without a word.

"You are the first person who made me feel that I have not been abandoned." Xiao Yi shrugged, as if he was describing a simple and peaceful thing, "I have a sense of worth and belonging by your side—" paused After a pause, he nodded, "There is joy and heartbeat."

"..."

"You are also the first person who made me not want to give up."

"..."

"So, is the reason sufficient, do you understand?"

"..."