[Waiting for the end of the world] Dongli chrysanthemum

The neon lights on the street are shining, and the images of Christmas trees and Santa Claus can be seen everywhere. Although it is snowing lightly, there are many pedestrians and it is still lively.

Wrapped in a bulging coat, he went downstairs and came outside the alley. Yan Changnian's car had already parked on the side of the road. The bright headlights illuminated the dark alley, and the fluttering snowflakes were flying. He ran over, his eyes narrowed slightly because of the dazzling light.

Yan Changnian was answering the phone, and opened the car door for him with one hand. As long as there were only the two of them in the car, Eleven would definitely sit in the back seat. When he got in the car, he took off his coat and used it as a pillow. On the wide back seat.

The weather has been dry and cold recently, and Eleven's throat is a bit uncomfortable, and he doesn't even want to talk, and the heating in the car is very good, looking at Yan Changnian's exposed hair, the deep male voice rang out from time to time, and he was actually drowsy. Yan Changnian didn't bother him after answering the phone, adjusted his rearview mirror, drove steadily, minimized the number of brakes, and gradually drove away from the old neighborhood.

Yan Changnian took Eleven to a well-known bar in the city. There were many people on the first floor, and it was very lively from the transparent glass wall. They didn't go in, but went up the stairs to the third floor. The third floor was very quiet. Some sounds can only be heard when the door of the box is opened.

Yan Changnian pushed open the door of a box, and there was a voice with some complaints from inside: "You, the host, are the last to come! Why, which beauty stumbled you?"

Yan Changnian dragged Shi Yi in, and smiled: "Here, here it is."

There was a burst of laughter. Some of those people were acquainted with each other, and some of them met for the first time. Yan Changnian introduced him one by one, then took him to the corner and sat down on the large wine-red sofa, and gave him a glass of juice. Then joke with his friends.

Eleven is actually not allowed to drink, he is allergic to alcohol, An Ran is drinking juice, while looking around, maybe because the light is a little dark, after the initial restraint, he hides his body in the corner of the sofa with peace of mind, or listens to those people singing songs , laughing, or alone in a daze, Yan Changnian said a few words to him from time to time, brought him fruits, and some unique snacks.

Later, Yan Changnian sang love songs duet with a girl with long hair and curly curls, and there was space around him. A young boy who had been watching Eleven for a long time took the opportunity to sit next to Eleven and greeted him naturally: "Sixth brother, those I have met almost all my friends, and this is the first time I see you..."

Eleven smiled: "I'm his classmate."

"Oh, classmate! Is he a classmate in college, or a classmate studying abroad?"

Eleven is still laughing: "Not at all, junior high school classmate."

"Oh, oh..." The young boy's eyes were a little straight, as if he had drunk a lot of wine before, and he was stunned for a while before continuing, "My junior high school classmate..."

Eleven's clothes are very ordinary, but he keeps himself clean, coupled with his deceptive appearance, it is easy to give people the illusion that he is a man over thirty.The young boy looked at him curiously, his gaze was direct and calm.

Eleven felt his throat was itchy, and even drank a few sips of juice, the boy leaned over to look at his glass: "You drink juice, what's so good about juice."

He got up and walked away, soon brought two cups with light green liquid in them, and handed one of them to Eleven: "Try it, it's much better than fruit juice."

Eleven hesitated to take it, put it under his nose and smelled it, but there was no obvious smell of alcohol, he asked, "Isn't it a bar?"

The alcohol content of fruit wine is very low, girls always drink it as fruit juice, the boy tilted his head: "It's not wine."

It smelled good, and Eleven drank slowly while chatting with the boy. Most of the boys asked questions, and Eleven answered.

"Brother, what do you do?"

"Me, working part-time." Eleven felt that the drink was delicious, and he was embarrassed to ask for it after finishing it, so he drank it in small sips.

The topic turned to Yan Changnian, who was in junior high school. In 11 years, he tried his best to search for the blurred memories in his mind: "At that time... he was very popular, especially the female classmates, and he received love letters almost every day..."

In fact, this is what Yan Changnian told Eleven after the reunion, but a dusty scene suddenly became clear, like lightning piercing the darkness. Yes, Yan Changnian at that time was not only very attractive to female students, but also some Male classmates have a good impression of him.

A remote school road, white magnolias swaying in the breeze by the roadside, a faint fragrance of flowers, male students hugging and kissing, their backs are facing eleven. That student has a small black mole behind his right earlobe. When I glanced over, my impression of the mole was more vivid, but I didn't pay much attention to the appearance and figure of the male classmate.

That mole!

Eleven's gaze involuntarily followed Yan Changnian who was sitting not far from the TV screen. The man was looking at the girl across from him with affection, and his singing voice was deep and affectionate.

In Yan Changnian's car, when he was not lying down, the mole would show playfully from the tip of his hair from time to time following Yan Changnian's movements.

The boy's voice faded away: "...Sixth brother is always so popular, he shines everywhere he goes..."

Eleven heard a vague voice, but his attention was no longer on him. He looked at a point in the void, lost in memory.

When Eleven left, he looked a bit absent-minded. Yan Changnian didn't know what he had said to the boy. He thought that Eleven was not used to these gatherings, but he wanted to see him on such a festival, so he ignored him. Eleven's little resistance pulled him out.

Because of guilt, on the way back to send him to the dessert shop to buy freshly baked small cakes and desserts for him, sometimes go to bed late on eleventh, I will make some supper, these cakes and desserts are just right for supper.So he thanked Yan Changnian, got out of the car with the paper bag in his arms, bowed his head and said to Yan Changnian who was still sitting in the driver's seat: "Thank you for taking me back, you should go back to rest early."

Yan Changnian drank a few glasses of wine, and almost everyone wanted to drink with him, but in the end he blocked most of them with the excuse of "going back to drive". Meet the police who stopped the car.

Eleven walked alone in the narrow alley that only allowed one car to pass through. The car lights behind him made his black shadow longer and longer. After a while, the lights turned and disappeared, and Eleven continued to go in with the faint light. Go, the snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger, and a thin layer of gray snow has accumulated on the ground.

Footsteps followed.

Eleven didn't pay attention, thinking it was a resident of a community, she stepped aside a little and looked back.

With a familiar tall figure, Eleven who was full of thoughts of "Yan Changnian is gay" was taken aback: "You——didn't leave."

Yan Changnian: "I'm drunk, I can't drive anymore, let me rest at your place for the night."

He was holding the paper bag in one hand, and put the other hand in the pocket of his coat. The outside hand was instantly aching from the cold, and Yan Changnian reached out to take the bag: "Let me carry it for you, aren't you afraid of the cold?" ? Hands in pockets."

The two walked in side by side, the uneven stone road was about 30 meters long, and then turned left, and the house rented by Eleven was on the fifth floor of the third building. It was very late at night, and there was only a sense of stairwell. The lights came on one after another, the stairs were narrow, and some coals and logs were piled up.

Eleven took out his hands, pulling Yan Changnian from time to time, for fear that his expensive clothes would get dusted.The two were very close, and their hands touched each other from time to time. Eleven felt unnatural, and said, "The stairs are narrow, let me lead the way."

He was about to take one step and two steps up, when Yan Changnian grabbed the hand close to Yan Changnian: "Let's go together."

Eleven looked down at the road, but didn't answer.Yan Changnian did not let him go, and took advantage of the situation to grab his hand and put it into his coat pocket, and wrapped Eleven's cold hand with his warmer hand.

The two went upstairs in silence, their fingers were sweaty when they reached the door, Yan Changnian didn't let go of Eleven's hand until the door was opened.

After entering the door, the door was closed after turning on the light on Eleventh. The iron door is old, the paint is peeling off, and there will be a creaking sound when it is switched on and off. Although the house is small, it is unexpectedly clean after entering - it was just cleaned during the day on Eleventh, otherwise It would be disrespectful for an old schoolmate to see a dusty kitchen sink full of dishes and pans.

The water bottle is empty, let Yan Changnian sit on his bed first on Eleventh—the worn-out plastic stool is covered with scratches, dirt that cannot be removed even with a brush, Eleventh is really embarrassed to let Yan Changnian sit on his bed. Sit down, the light blue sheets are newly changed, and they look more pleasing to the eye, then fill the water bottle with water and insert it into the electric heater to boil water.

Yan Changnian took off his coat when he entered the door, Eleven hurriedly said: "There is no heating in the room, please wear it, otherwise you will catch a cold."

Yan Changnian was only wearing a thin piece of casual clothes, and he said, "Why is there no heating?"

He looked around the house, but didn't see any heating pipes.

"I heard that heating will be installed next year, collective heating, and the rent will increase again by then."

Yan Changnian collapsed on the double bed, and pulled over the eleven folded quilts: "I'm dizzy, I'll sleep for a while."

Without waiting for Eleven's consent, he took off his trousers, revealing the black boxer underwear inside. The socks were still on, and he shrank into the bed. A few minutes later, the jacket and socks were thrown out.

Eleven stood in the hallway, facing the bedroom door. Yan Changnian lay motionless, probably because of the cold, his tall body curled up, and the quilt bulged a lot.He walked in silently, picked up the clothes on the ground, folded them and put them on the corner of the bed.

The electric heater in the kitchen sounded a beeping warning sound. He turned off the electric heater and washed his face and brushed his teeth slowly. The face in the mirror where the mercury fell could not be seen clearly. Because of the small amount of alcohol ingested, the complexion was slightly red , the color is extremely uniform, Eleven touched his face and shaved off the newly grown stubble.

He squinted in the car for a while when he came and went, and he didn't feel sleepy. Besides, he suddenly realized that Yan Changnian was gay at night, which made him a little uneasy. Although he had this guess before, the impact after confirmation was still relatively large.

The computer was placed next to the bed, and because he was afraid that the sound of the cooling fan would disturb Yan Changnian, he had already turned off the computer; Yan Changnian slept fairly well, occupying the inner half by himself, with the quilt pulled under his nose.