Let go of the past

"You really don't think about going back to your own house?"

In the ring-shaped Linjiang restaurant of the Lujia Hotel, Ji Bing, who was sitting at a seat by the window and dining alone, welcomed an unexpected guest. Lu Chuanbu was dressed in a light horse racing suit, and looked as if he had just come back from the outside and passed by.

Ji Bing put down the knife and fork, picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth. His movements were elegant and leisurely. When he was done, he raised his eyes to look at Lu Chuanbu, but his expression was very dull: "I still need to hire someone to clean the house. I'll stay in a hotel once and for all."

Lu Chuanbu opened the stool with great interest and sat down, "You don't need to hire someone to clean it before then?"

Ji Bing was expressionless, and Lu Chuanbu suddenly realized: "Oh, there was Li Ziqing before."

"Is Boss Lu so busy every day?" Ji Bingjian frowned slightly, with an impatient look on his face.

"Not idle, wait for someone." As soon as Lu Chuanbu finished speaking, the mobile phone in his pocket rang twice at the right time. He stood up with a chic and comfortable expression: "Young brother called, let's go."

"No delivery."

Ji Bing moved the chair back a little distance, stretched his long legs completely, and turned his eyes to the hazy night river scene outside the window, but his expression was still uninterested.

Li Ziqing blocked his mobile phone number, and he didn't dare to test WeChat again. People's hearts are too fragile to withstand repeated scrutiny. He was afraid that the enthusiasm he had just established would be ignored by the other party before it had time to consolidate. Love is completely extinguished.

About the past, he can't recall much now, just like the little girl who lit a match outside the window to keep warm in winter, she couldn't resist the severe cold and confusion in her heart with only a slight warmth.

More than three years ago, he woke up from an accident, his consciousness was drowsy, and his memory was faulted. Everyone told him that the person he was willing to save at the critical moment was the one he had just brought to him not long ago. Gay people who came out in front of their parents.He has a sense of absurdity of being forced into a set of scripts, with no root or reason, and he just presses his head and lets him act accordingly.

There is no emotion at all, and there is no warm-up. The unnecessary relationship is pale and weak, and even makes people feel bored and conflicted.

A person with amnesia is so pitiful, like a marionette, his memory can be edited unscrupulously, but what Ji Bing hates the most in his life is being forcibly arranged and controlled by others.

So he watched coldly from the sidelines, watching the other party struggling and sinking alone, and gradually got used to the existence of such a person in his life, but was there love in that habit?He still couldn't tell the difference.

Over three years of getting along day and night, Li Ziqing silently accommodated and forbeared, and even gave Ji Bing a wonderful and absurd illusion that no matter how much he went too far, the other party would never give up and leave, and go to another place without him. a life.

Is it his preconceived resistance and rejection that exhausted this relationship day after day, or is this script simply a big lie uttered by his parents and friends?However, if there is no emotion at all, where does the heart-wrenching sadness and pain that cannot be ignored now come from?

Ji Bing withdrew his gaze, and the number of people in the restaurant gradually increased. The sound of conversation and the sound of plates clashing together, it was lively and clamorous, continuous and long.

He stood up from the chair and walked out through the curved aisle, but halfway received a call from Li Ru.

"The person you added yesterday, how did you chat with him?"

If it wasn't for Li Ru's reminder, in a few days, he would probably have completely thrown away this trivial matter that he had no intention of dealing with.

Yesterday, because of a WeChat avatar that was quite similar to Li Ziqing, he added him as a friend on the spur of the moment, but in fact he lost interest in the next second.He still couldn't make sense of Li Ziqing himself, let alone a stranger.

"No chat." Along the road, we bumped into the waiters who were walking back and forth in the restaurant. They were quite familiar with Ji Bing, and they all bowed to him politely and respectfully to say hello. The wind blows.

"Why don't you talk?" Li Ru's tone of astonishment seemed to be that Ji Bing had made some earth-shattering mistake, "I sent out the greeting for you, but you just left me dry? Why don't we talk about you?" Adding someone else’s WeChat? Isn’t this deceiving feelings?”

"Then delete it, and say sorry for me." A group of people were waiting outside the elevator door, Ji Bing simply turned around and walked towards the spiral staircase, planning to go to the coffee break in the lobby on the first floor to sit for a while.

"I don't care, whoever lit the fire is responsible for putting it out. I'm a 24K pure straight man, and I don't want to be contaminated with masculinity." Li Ru threw out the words harshly, but was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold back, so he hurriedly added: "Even if you really don't want to talk, It’s all added, a few pleasantries are always okay, right? Think about how exciting it is, anyway, it’s a trumpet, and the other party doesn’t know who you are, even if you split into a new personality, let yourself go and run away after flirting, you’re not afraid be recognized."

"..." Ji Bing hung up the phone directly, strode around the fountain sculpture, and sat down in front of the single sofa by the floor-to-ceiling windows in the hotel lobby. Outside the window was a man-made garden. The shadows are all people walking out of the hotel room, and they are all in pairs.

Ji Bing looked at it aimlessly for a while, then retracted his gaze, put his finger on the unlock button and pressed the phone open, logged into the WeChat account, and then there was a buzzing vibration, and a new message was received.

Nathan: hello

Lee: good evening (smile)

The other party politely replied with his own greeting last night, but since he didn't get a response, he didn't continue.

Ji Bing thought for a moment, then pressed his finger on the screen and typed two words.

Nathan: Sorry.

Li Ziqing nestled on the sofa, with his notebook on his knees, and the opposite TV was playing a clueless variety show. He didn't watch it, but just turned it on. The content was not important, the important thing was to make it lively.

A WeChat message dialog box was displayed on the computer screen in front of him. He stared at the empty interface, thinking about how to explain to the other party tactfully that he did not want to continue this nonsensical blind date.

After 10 minutes passed, Li Ziqing sighed. If the other party was someone who responded a little bit, he would be able to deal with it, but it happened that he was a quiet person. He couldn't tell people right away, "I'm very impressed with your WeChat avatar. If you don’t like it, there’s nothing to talk about, so let’s delete each other.” Is that the case?

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't cause trouble for myself.

Li Ziqing lowered his head irritably, and then involuntarily drew his knees together, but he didn't notice that his head accidentally touched the keyboard of his laptop, and Sogou Input Method automatically edited a bunch of messy words and sent them over.

Nathan: Sorry.

Lee: A composite compound that is dozens of pieces faster can finish a meeting at the sub-divisional level

Ji Bing: "..."

The other party's reply appeared almost as soon as he sent it, but it was so confusing.

His face was deep and stern, staring at the phone and interpreting the above sentence back and forth, Ji Bing, who is proficient in many languages, suddenly couldn't understand his mother tongue at this moment.

After thinking hard for more than a minute, the soul was finally redeemed in the opponent's next move.

The other party retracted a message.

Lee: Sorry, I accidentally pressed it on the keyboard just now...

Lee: Sorry for what?

Nathan: Have you been waiting for my reply?

Lee:?

Nathan: Otherwise, you wouldn't just hit the keyboard and send this thread to me.

Lee: ...

Li Ziqing stared at this person's profile picture on WeChat. He is a famous foreign male singer. There are endless gossip news. It was revealed a while ago that he is bisexual. Therefore, there is a rumor that it is customary to use this person's picture as his profile picture. , nine out of ten men are gay, and they are definitely gay.

The so-called gold medal matchmaker in the gay circle is really not necessarily reliable.

Li Ru who is far away in the bar to meet girls: I don’t know, I use his photo as my profile picture, I just think he is handsome, in line with my true temperament, that’s all.

Lee: Let's delete each other.

Nathan: What's wrong?Did something I say offend you?

Lee: No, I just don't think we should be suitable.

Nathan: um

Lee: Huh?What means?

Nathan: I agree with you, you can delete friends now.

Lee: ...

Nathan:?

Lee: Do you usually talk to your friends like this?

Nathan: [Lee: Let's delete each other. 】Didn't you say that?

Ji Bing waited for a while, but the other party didn't reply. He thought about it, and felt that he shouldn't be so blunt when talking to a stranger, so he took the initiative to reply.

Nathan: sorry

Nathan: Is your avatar taken from S City No. [-] Middle School?

Lee: Can you see that too?

Nathan: That's my alma mater.

Li Ziqing looked at the phrase "my alma mater" on the screen, calmed down a little bit the anger that had just been offended, and then softened his tone.

Lee: What year did you graduate?

The other party replied with a year, Li Ziqing smiled and went back.

Lee: Then you are two years older than me, good senior.

Nathan: Hello, junior.

The words of their alma mater involuntarily brought the relationship between the two closer. Just now they were ready to delete each other, but now they chatted naturally.

Lee: But the school was rebuilt two years ago, and the bell tower is no longer visible.

Nathan: Like that clock tower?

Lee: Well, it has a special meaning

Nathan: About love?

Lee: ...They both graduated from the first middle school, why are you so good?

Lee: I have learned to rush to answer...

Nathan: (smiling)

Lee: But we have already broken up, otherwise we wouldn't be on a blind date.

Nathan: um

Lee: It was quite interesting chatting with you.

Nathan:?

Lee: Stop when you click, and don’t ask extra questions, like a tree-hole robot.

Nathan: (smiling)

Lee: Let's not delete it today, shall we?

Nathan: good

Lee: I'm sleepy, go to bed first, good night senior.

Nathan: Go to sleep, good night.

Ji Bing put away his mobile phone and stood up from the sofa. The people walking outside the glass window gradually became rare. The night was getting late, and a crescent moon hung in the air, emitting a cold and hazy light.

He couldn't remember the bell tower in No. [-] Middle School at all, and he heard everything from it, as if he didn't remember what kind of past he had with Li Ziqing.

Which corners of the campus did they walk through together, what interesting things did they do together, what kind of expression did they have on their faces when they talked to Li Ziqing at that time?Although he doesn't remember anything, the only thing he can conclude is that everything must be very beautiful, so that the other party can't forget it until now.