Abnormal

It was late at night when Bai Xiuwen returned home.

The huge building was empty and silent, and the warm yellow light filled the space, but it couldn't add any warmth.Bai Xiuwen's expression was normal, he put on his slippers, took off his coat, went to the lobby to make a cup of hot tea, and went to wash his hands in the spare time.

However, it took a full 5 minutes to wash my hands.

He looked down at his palms, knuckles, and nails that had been soaked white by the water, and his gaze shifted from the dripping water to the porcelain-white pool, and then moved up, staring at himself in the mirror.

He tilted his neck slightly, the bones made a soft sound, and the person in the mirror made the same movement.The corners of Bai Xiuwen's mouth twitched, he dried his hands, and went out, just in time to drink tea with a moderate temperature.

I drank a lot of wine that night, it's not that I can't excuse it, it's just that drinking is really indifferent.He has an excellent capacity for alcohol, and he does not have any physical and psychological sequelae of alcohol. Alcohol is like water here, drink it as soon as you drink it, and just pay attention to the safe amount.

Bai Xiuwen smokes and drinks both, and neither is addictive. Even if there are neurological addictive substances in it, it is easy to quit.But he has never touched poison, it is not necessary, and he has no intention of trying it himself.

After pouring out the rest of the tea, he turned around the entrance and Bai Xiuwen entered the study.The laptop is on the standby interface, and the plug is connected to a complicated data cable. After entering the password, the screen instantly jumps to the screen on the monitor.

The video imaging is very clear, and even the slight trembling of the toes of the person in the camera is clear at a glance.The young man huddled himself into a ball, his upper body folded his arms and curled up against the wall, his legs were stretched helplessly due to the leg splitter, and he leaned his head to the right in the corner.His eyes were closed, and he didn't see any movement for a long time, so he should be sleeping.

Bai Xiuwen just stared at it for half an hour. It was also very interesting to watch Gao Tong sleep. He also did this in high school. This is his exclusive way of leisure.He didn't open his eyes until a phone call came, and he answered the phone.

It's Jiang Changwan.

"Hey, sing late." He opened his mouth first, zoomed out on the monitor screen, and moved his fingers to another interface, on which there were a few bold English characters: torture and punishment through history, accompanied by a picture of a European medieval torture tool 'Iron Maiden' picture.

"Old Bai, didn't I bother you so late?" The female voice on the other end of the phone was a little cautious, "I came to ask about what happened a few days ago. At that time, you left without saying anything. If you are worried, let me check the situation..."

Bai Xiuwen pulled down the webpage, only smiled ritualistically: "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine, please tell them."

Jiang Changwan seemed to be choked, and paused for a few seconds before saying: "That day Gao Tong...why did he do that suddenly? It really scared me."

The cursor rested on another instrument of torture. Bai Xiuwen recalled everything that night, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if mocking: "That's what it should be."

Jiang Changwan was puzzled, "What?"

"Forget it," Bai Xiuwen didn't want to mention this matter, but said, "Do you still remember what Zhang Yuanlong did after I left that day?"

"Ah, him?" Jiang Changwan thought about it for a while, and then said: "He seemed to be confused and shouted a few words of 'I sincerely', but was blocked by Chen Peng, and he didn't look very good afterwards, so he said he went home first. "

"En." Mentioning this person, Bai Xiuwen no longer had his usual faint smile on his face. He raised his two fingers together and slowly tapped on the solid wooden table—this is a movement he often makes when he thinks, " I see."

Jiang Changwan also said 'hmm', and then thought of the purpose of calling, "Did you deal with Gao Tong later?"

"..." Bo Xiuwen paused, then smiled lightly and said, "Solve it? How do I solve it?"

The tone of these words is extremely sparse and ordinary, and the chuckle is also a familiar cypress tone.But at that moment, for some reason, it seemed that a slight electric current was transmitted along the invisible telephone wire, and Jiang Changwan's ears felt hot all of a sudden.

"I mean..." Even the speech stuttered, "Didn't you go out with him? He hit you and poured wine on you at that time. Was this matter dealt with later? Didn't I say that he Porcelain..."

Bai Xiuwen was quiet for a moment, "It's fine." He said again: "Gao Tong will not attend class reunions again."

Jiang Changwan sighed, and echoed: "I don't think he will participate again. To be honest, he is the worst among so many people. If I were me, I wouldn't come this time...Actually, I have Sometimes I feel pity for people like them, even if they don’t have enough ability or background, but if they try to maintain their self-esteem, it’s so tiring to live.”

Bai Xiuwen switched the interface back to the monitor screen, and he looked at Gao Tong.

"I won't go again either." He said lightly.

"By the way, Chen Peng booked a club and said that we would be invited to sing K the day after tomorrow..." Jiang Changwan hadn't realized what he was saying, "Huh? Why don't you go?"

Bai Xiuwen wanted to end the conversation, so he replied concisely at this moment: "In the future, you don't need to find me for such gatherings."

Jiang Changwan was obviously taken aback.

"Why so suddenly..." She asked: "Do you think there are too many people making noise, or we can find a few good parties that we had at that time?"

"No." Bai Xiuwen wanted to say 'no need', but after thinking about it, he felt that it would be superfluous to talk about it with outsiders, so he just said: "That's it, I'm going to sleep, I'm going to bed when something happens. Calling you, good night."

I didn't know what to say for a while, so I had to reply "good night" bitterly.

After finishing the call, Bai Xiuwen rubbed his temples a little tiredly, minimized the monitoring interface, and clicked an icon in the lower right corner.The inside pages of the electronic version of the diary were displayed on the screen, and eight or nine pages had already been accumulated.

He flipped through the pages, and found that the writing on the first few pages was fairly neat, but it changed in the next few pages—the writing gradually became crooked, wandering was common, and there was also a case where writing overlapped on a certain page.

This is Gao Tong's diary.

He didn't even write anything the first time he used it, just 'First Day', 'Sunny' and a lone full stop all over the page.The next day there was an extra line of words: [I don’t know how to pee].

The content of his diary is normally distributed, and he hardly writes anything at the beginning. On the third or fourth day, there are more, or even a full page, but only a few words on the sixth or seventh day.

For the weather every day, he wrote [Sunny].

Turning to the last page, it has been recorded to the eighth day, Bai Xiuwen propped his face and looked at the line above: [It's been a week, will the master come back] [Want to be hugged].

Gao Tong's concept of time is completely confused.Counting from the day when I was locked in the basement, today is only the fourth day.

He moved his eyelids slightly, closed the computer, and was about to press the elevator to the basement, but his eyes suddenly glanced at the refrigerator.

One minute later, Bai Xiuwen came to the basement with a glass of iced Coke.

He said that he would not check Gao Tong's diary, which was true, the paper notebook was kept by Gao Tong himself, and he would not read it.

The essence of privacy lies in the unknown.This right lasts forever as long as the offended person is kept from knowing that you are spying on his privacy.Of course, Bai Xiuwen would not say that the diary was a special Bluetooth transmission mode, and he retained Gao Tong's dignity at this time.

He walked to Gao Tong's side and gently put the cup on his other side.Squat down on one knee and look at him carefully.

Her face was dusty, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.His mouth was so dry, Bai Xiuwen turned his head to look, and found that Gao Tong had been biting his tongue in his sleep. This should be due to his nervousness.

He stuck a knuckle in, pushed back the soft pink tongue, moistened his lips with saliva, and then stopped.

Gao Tong said in his diary that he wanted to be hugged.

Bai Xiuwen looked at him, his eyes swept over the young man's curled arms, his narrow and thin waist.He was tightly squeezed into that corner, and his whole body was curled up into a ball. This was the most insecure sleeping position.

This is how he sleeps.

Bo Xiuwen stretched out his arm, passed through Gao Tong's waist, put his waist and abdomen with one hand, and his legs with the other, and gently hugged him.

Gao Tong has a bad smell.

Bo Xiuwen looked down at him, the hand on his waist could directly touch his ribs, he seemed to be getting thinner.He suddenly remembered the window where Gao Tong liked to line up every meal in high school. He only ate five or six yuan platters, and never went to the window that sold other special meals.He always eats the food clean, and finally cleans up and throws it in the trash can.

Gao Tong's appetite is not small, but he has never gained weight.

As he was thinking like this, his fingertips inadvertently twirled around Gao Tong's side, but he didn't want Gao Tong to sleep here all the time, and he was slowly waking up even though his strength was very light.

Gao Tong half-opened his eyes, not knowing whether he was in a dream or what, when he saw the person in front of him, he couldn't speak clearly, "Master... people..."

He hasn't spoken for a long time, and it's normal to stutter a little.

Bai Xiuwen patted his head, and replied 'hmm'.

Gao Tong burst into tears all at once.

"Owner……"

Bai Xiuwen looked into his eyes and said slowly, "I'm here."

"I'm here." He repeated, looking at the teardrops in Gao Tong's eyes, his palms became hot all of a sudden, his blood was also hot, every organ in his body seemed to be boiling, and every cell screamed.

Bai Xiuwen wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and gently held Gao Tong's face.

—He was right.He succeeded.

Gao Tong looked at him a little confused.

When the face was held in the palm of the opponent's hand, Gao Tong suddenly remembered that when he was very young, there was a dog at home.

I don't know where the pup was picked up from. It is a very common native dog with yellow and white fur, so it was simply called Dahuang.

In my memory, it was a scorching hot summer, with the sun hanging high, and from time to time, a truck full of goods would pass by, causing dust to fly on the ground.Rhubarb was chained in the yard, wilted by the sun, and lay down under the shed with drooping ears.Gao Tong takes care of his younger sister at home, and feeds it with water in his hands when he is free.

Rhubarb's personality should be very docile. When he saw him coming, he would stick out his tongue excitedly and wag his tail. He would use his rough and warm tongue to lick the water in his hand and the palm of his hand.Gao Tong was itchy, so he giggled while stroking the smooth fur on his back, and pressed his cheek against him.He had a strange thought: What does Da Huang think about every day?Will it know what I'm thinking?Will we be connected?

When getting along with Bai Xiuwen, he can usually recall many things.Because time always seems to be compressed in a certain node, all the moments of light and shadow are magnified and become long.

Later, there was a great flood that happened once in a hundred years, and the village was flooded so that the eaves could not be seen. At that time, people could not care about it, and who could care about a dog.

More than ten years have passed, if not today, he would not even remember that he had a dog when he was young.

So am I a dog too?

yes?

Gao Tong laughed dully, rubbing his cheek against the other's wide and dry palm.