Xingchuan

That night, Ling Yi was lying on the bed, almost burned inside.

No language, no vocabulary can accurately describe his inner feelings.Wronged, uncomfortable, resentful, angry, helpless, all kinds of complex emotions mixed together, making his fingertips twisted in the quilt cold and trembling.

The dark two-bedroom room was silent and suffocating, with no light or sound.The boundless darkness lay down like iron sand, making him unable to move, except for a pair of eyes that were still open in despair.

After lying down for an unknown amount of time, the bedroom lock suddenly clicked——

opened.

Ling Yi's whole body shuddered, and her right hand silently reached under the pillow, gripping the handle of a fruit knife.But he bit his inner lip tightly and didn't make a sound, just like countless times in the past.

After a soft bang, someone walked in unhurriedly, and the old slippers made a disgusting sound on the ground.

Approaching step by step.

The moment he leaned over, Ling Yi, who seemed to be sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes——

Close at hand, Yang Bin's facial features were distorted and enlarged, his expression was half a smile, and his bad breath hit his face.

"I guess you can't sleep."

"What do you want to do?"

The voices of both of them seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of their throats, so low that only stale air remained.

"Go out." Ling Yi suddenly waved his hand, and the three-inch long short blade was blocked in front of his eyes, "Otherwise I will not be polite to you."

I can't remember from which day, as long as he stays at home overnight, there must be a fruit knife hidden under his pillow.

"Come on." Yang Bin clamped the blade as usual, and then glanced at him, with a contemptuous smile on the corners of his brows and eyes, "Do you still think it was before? I see more knives now than you see people." , want to scare me with this..."

There was a light clang, and the fruit knife fell to the ground.

The two confronted each other silently, Ling Yi's wrist was pressed down by his brute force, and his cheeks flushed red under the excruciating pain.Yang Bin admired it from top to bottom, and seemed to enjoy his pain and fear, and he opened his mouth after a long while.

"Uncomfortable? It's okay to be uncomfortable. I just want to make you uncomfortable." As he spoke, he raised his hand and poked his chest hard with his index finger. "You're trying to go abroad to get rid of me, and I'm so fucking uncomfortable."

Ling Suhui fell asleep next door, and she might wake up at any time, no matter how violent the struggle was, it was extremely depressing, and her bones and joints were rattling.

"How can you let me go?" Ling Yi raised his head with trembling lips, staring at his bloodshot eyes, Yang Bin's ferocious face was reflected in the dark eyes, "I have tortured you for so many years, and today is not enough. Is it? I just want to go abroad to live my own life, please do me a favor!"

"Stop pretending to be pitiful." Yang Bin tightly strangled his chin, his eyes full of contempt, "I used to think that your appearance was the most attractive, but now it looks disgusting. Pretend to be pure in front of me, flirt in front of Li Xingchuan They have to be like broken shoes, what the hell do you treat differently?"

After speaking, he shook his chin hard.Ling Yi bumped her forehead against the head of the bed, biting the tip of her tongue suddenly in pain, and a strong bloody smell suddenly appeared in her mouth.

Yang Bin still couldn't let go of his hatred, and grabbed his hair and grabbed him back in front of his eyes: "I know how to pretend to be in front of me, and play me around! If I didn't see it with my own eyes, my mother would not believe it. You and Li Xingchuan I rented a house outside to live a decent life, shaking my ass every night and getting fucked!"

At first he kept his voice down, but later on he became more and more excited, splashing all over Ling Yi's face.

"One your mother, one you, you are really a bitch from the first birth, if you meet a rich man, stick it up!"

"Back in the thermal power plant, just because Wu Shiqian was an official, your mother got a bed with him, and finally got pregnant and asked me to take him in! Why? Just because Wu Shiqian is an educated youth, am I?!"

His head and neck were pulled into the air by him, Ling Yi's face was pale but her eyes were red, her chest was pulled like a bellows: "You can say no—"

"Fuck your mother." Yang Bin was categorical, "He, Wu Shiqian, found me to take over because he knew I liked men. If I don't agree, I won't even be able to keep my job. Why don't you say your mother?"

After finishing speaking, his eyes stared fiercely, and his eyes scratched Ling Yi's face like a knife: "Now it's your turn again. I have worked so hard to bring you up, and before I even took a bite, Wu Shiqian's stepson gave the meat to you." Take it away. What kind of thing is he, without this surname, without his mother's shit."

"Xingchuan is a thousand times stronger than you, you are not worthy to compare with him."

"I don't deserve it?" Yang Bin choked his jaw so hard that it creaked, "I've been devoted to you all these years. You won't let me touch me. I don't even touch my fingers. When I went to college, I thought my money was blown by the wind? I don’t deserve it, I don’t think you deserve it!”

"If you want to go abroad and get rid of me, let me tell you, there is no way! As long as you dare to step out, I will report the matter of you and Li Xingchuan to the TV station the next day, and I will let the people in the city listen. The famous Deputy Wu What scandalous things the mayor has done, and how did the two sons get into the same bed, then I will see if you and your mother have any face!"

Enraged, Ling Yi's teeth were aimed at him and bit down on his tiger's mouth, a stream of blood between the teeth rolled down along with the tears in his eyes.

"hiss--"

Yang Bin raised his hand and slapped him, and threatened in a low voice: "Stay honestly in Linjiang, and try to provoke me again."

After speaking, he loosened his hand and left the bedroom while wiping the blood.The light from the mobile phone under the door was like a knife-edge white light, which gradually weakened as he left, and finally the danger was relieved.

Ling Yi pressed her hot cheeks without saying a word, and kept her eyes open until dawn.

—

For the first time on Saturday, Li Xingchuan did not return to his stepfather's house.

After driving outside until very late, he went directly to the rented house of the two of them. After taking a shower, he searched for something in the refrigerator, only to see the note inside.

"Braised beef does not need to be heated, and the shelf life is eight to ten days."

"The corn kernels and ham have been fried, and the shelf life is uncertain. Smell it before eating."

"There are two days left on the shelf life of the bread, remember to throw it away if you can't finish it."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and reached for the sparkling water he drank every night, but saw a post-it note sandwiched between the glass bottle, like a hidden easter egg.

It said: "Lingyi's shelf life is forever."

Sleeping on the bed that night, there was no Ling Yi around him.Li Xingchuan rested his arms on his pillow, thinking about this sentence and the person who wrote it.

On the next Sunday, I went to find my mentor with Xie Siyun.Coming out of the teaching building, the sun is shining brightly.Xie Siyun gestured to climb his shoulder, "Dinning together in the afternoon?"

He blocked it calmly: "Alright."

"It doesn't matter what you call it. If Ling Yi is not here, I will be your candidate? Listen to your reluctant tone..."

Facing the setting sun, the two went down the stairs side by side, their backs looking high-spirited.

There are not many people eating in the cafeteria in their senior year, and they are no exception.The Cantonese restaurant I often go to is in the next street, at the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts, about a quarter of an hour's walk away.

On the way, Xie Siyun asked him: "Did you sleep in the rented house yesterday?"

"Ah."

"Why did you go back if Ling Yi wasn't there? Aren't you annoyed by the musty smell in that house?"

"got used to."

"Come on, what are you used to, you just miss Ling Yi."

Li Xingchuan put his hand into his trouser pocket, touched the post-it note he took off from the refrigerator last night, and inadvertently lost his mind.

"What did you say?"

"I said you just wanted Ling Yi, that's why you went back to sleep there."

He took out the paper and squeezed it open with his hands, lazily retorted: "I see you five or six times a week, what are you thinking about?"

"What did you take? Let me see."

Xie Siyun reached out to ask for it, but he didn't give it.Just two steps away, someone suddenly patted his shoulder: "Look, Ling Yi!"

The moment he turned his head, the note had been taken away.

"Whose writing is this? It's so beautiful." Xie Siyun opened his eyes and looked at it, smiling happily, "What do you mean? I can't understand this."

What does it mean for a person's shelf life to last forever.

"It has nothing to do with you." Li Xingchuan snatched it back with a straight face, folded it expressionlessly and put it in his trouser pocket, and never took it out again.

When he was about to walk to the door of the restaurant, Xie Siyun suddenly patted him on the back: "Ling Yi!"

Li Xingchuan clicked his tongue: "There is no end."

"Really, really, this time it's real." He was forcibly turned in the other direction, "Look, who isn't he?"

Across the road, a thin young figure was wearing a light white hooded sweater, holding a cardboard box full of paintings in his arms, and was walking slowly south on square bricks.

There was only the outline of the back, not his face, but Li Xingchuan recognized him at a glance.

Ling Yi has a habit of walking: don't look at people, only look at the road.His head is always slightly lowered, and his eyes fall within one meter of his toes, as if there is money on the ground.But his back is always straight, his body is slender, and his steps are light and smooth, not flinching.

"Hey, are you fascinated?" Xie Siyun elbowed him, teasing with a smile.

Li Xingchuan withdrew his gaze and continued walking towards the restaurant.

Within ten seconds, there was a sudden meal: "You can eat dinner by yourself."

"Hey--"

Xie Siyun didn't even touch the corner of his clothes when he stretched out his hand, but Xie Siyun saw him turn around and go straight to Ling Yi's direction to chase after him.

—

The sky gradually darkened, and the setting sun lingered again and again, and finally faded, and it was replaced by night with a thick and colorful appearance.

Less than two kilometers away, Ling Yi walked slowly for almost half an hour.After passing the garbage station in the community, he stood there for a while, and then threw the cardboard box down without warning.

With a bang, all the paintings that were once cherished went into the trash can.

Li Xingchuan frowned not far away.

After throwing the things away, Ling Yi stared blankly for a while, with his back turned to him, motionless.

There is a distance of 30 meters, neither far nor near.Obviously, they can meet each other as long as they walk over, but at this moment Li Xingchuan suddenly felt that Ling Yi seemed to be in a certain world that he couldn't touch, and a wrong effort would disappear without a trace.

He took out his cell phone and dialed the familiar number.

Probably because he felt the vibration, Ling Yi's body was slightly stagnant, and he slowly put his hand into his jacket pocket, then stopped, and the ringing continued until he hung up, but he didn't answer it.

Li Xingchuan took down his phone and looked at the screen, then raised his head and Ling Yi had already walked into the unit building empty-handed.

The night is lingering, and the shadows of the trees are whirling.

He went to the trash can, rolled up his sleeves, picked up all the paintings, and found a car to transport them all back to the dormitory.

Returned after three hours.

The lights in the living room were not turned on, the TV was playing a program, and Ling Yi sat on the sofa with her knees hugged.

"You're at home." When changing his shoes, Li Xingchuan looked composed, only his sleeves were still up.

"Ah."

"Not saying come back on Monday."

Ling Yi sank into the soft sofa, like falling into a swamp.He first inhaled, and then slowly exhaled out of his body, trying to suppress something with all his strength.

Only then did Li Xingchuan ask, "What's the matter?"

"Xingchuan." Ling Yi stared at the TV intently, her voice so hoarse that she couldn't recognize it.

After a pause for a few seconds, Li Xingchuan walked over and sat down, resting his hands loosely on his knees, while also looking at the TV.

"looking at what?"

In the screen is a documentary about the earth.

Ling Yi quietly did not answer.

The deep baritone slowly read the commentary.Countless people are displaced every year, and countless people leave their homes. The figures are astonishingly high.

In such a background sound, Ling Yi slowly leaned her head on his shoulder, trembling silently and weakly.

"I miss you so much."

Li Xingchuan bent his back, clenched his hands, and his throat felt dry.

"I wonder why I didn't call last night." He asked in a low voice.

I don't know which nerve was touched by this sentence, Ling Yi's breathing became heavy, and his chest heaved and heaved.

It didn't take long for the shoulders to feel wet.Li Xingchuan turned his face sideways, saw those red and swollen eyes, the red eye sockets under the thick eyelashes, for some reason, he suddenly felt out of breath.

Looking past the peak of the nose, he saw Ling Yi's face far away from him was swollen high, the swollen flesh protruding outwards, and almost immediately smelled the burning smell of his own nerves.

"Have you been beaten?" He raised his brows tightly.

Ling Yi didn't speak, he got up and was about to turn on the light, but someone grabbed his forearm.

"Xingchuan, I have something to tell you."

His palms were sweaty, and he clenched his fists for an unknown amount of time.

"I don't want to go abroad anymore. I want to leave as soon as I graduate and start over in a place that no one knows."

But one night apart, he changed his mind.

Li Xingchuan straightened his back and stared at him intently, with deep puzzlement in his complicated eyes.

"Are you with me? Come with me, okay?" Ling Yi's voice trembled slightly, apparently unsure, "As long as we get a diploma, we can live in other cities without relying on our parents. I'll let you know where we want to go Yes, I will follow you in whichever city you like, and we will rent a small house, even if we are struggling a little at first, as long as we live together, we will get better soon."

I don't know how long I've been wording these words in my heart, but I didn't pause at all when I said them.

Li Xingchuan frowned: "Ling Yi—"

"Don't think I'm crazy," Ling Yi interrupted him, touching his upper and lower lips lightly, "I think clearly. I want to leave Linjiang, the sooner the better."

"What are you hiding from?"

"What do you think?" He raised his chin slightly, "As long as I'm in Linjiang for one day, Yang Bin won't let me go. And your mother, will she accept our relationship? Instead of getting into trouble, why don't we simply Get out of here and live our own lives."

Li Xingchuan's jaw clenched, his eyes were silent.

"Xingchuan."

Ling Yi's tears were still wet, but her eyes slowly calmed down, and she looked at him directly.

"As long as I can be with you, I'm not afraid of going anywhere. I still have more than 50 yuan, which is enough to buy air tickets, rent a house and find a job. You don't have to worry about anything. We will leave as soon as we get our diploma."

The two stared straight at each other, and they were so haggard without seeing him for a day.I'm afraid he also knows that Li Xingchuan is used to the life of a young master, so it is impossible for him to nod easily.

But his eyes were wide open, and he stubbornly did not look away.

Li Xingchuan frowned under such gaze, although his eyes did not escape, but he never expressed his opinion.

After a while, he stood up and walked to the kitchen.

Ling Yi also stood up immediately, and chased after him in two or three steps, blocking him before he opened the refrigerator door.

"Xingchuan—" Ling Yi clasped his hands behind his back and pressed the door stubbornly, "I really can't stay here anymore, let's go together and never separate, okay?"

When I was young, I always mentioned forever, how could I know the difficulty of the word forever.

Li Xingchuan stretched out his hand and pulled him away.

He thought it meant rejection, so he pursed his lips resolutely, but the tears fell down like broken threads.However, when the refrigerator door was opened, Li Xingchuan squatted down and opened the drawer, took out an ice pack and applied it to his red and swollen face.

He was shocked unexpectedly.

"Give me a few days." Li Xingchuan looked at him intently, "I need time to think clearly."

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