Summer in Hagawa

When he was about to leave work, Ye Chuan bought a box of fruit tarts, hesitated for a while, and packed another tiramisu and creme brulee.The fruit tart is for Ye Shifei, and the tiramisu is for Qiao Min.Although she is busy with beauty and weight loss all day long, like most women, she is not immune to sweets.Although Ye Chuan seldom took the initiative to buy anything to take home, but every time he did so, Qiao Min and Ye Ningde would be very happy.

Ye Chuan left the Haitian Building with his food bag, and just walked a few steps along the sidewalk, when an off-road vehicle chased up from behind, barely stopping beside him.

Ye Chuan glanced unconsciously, the car looked familiar, and the person in the driver's seat also looked familiar.

"Where is Li?" Ye Chuan was stunned for a moment, full of disbelief, "Why are you here? Where's my brother?"

"Why can't I be here?" Li Xingxing was slightly dissatisfied with his reaction.

"Where's my brother?" Ye Chuan still felt unaccustomed, this person has always been inseparable from Ye Shifei, how could he appear here alone?

"He's at home." The displeasure on Li Xingzong's face deepened, "I'm out to do some errands, Shi Fei said you go back to dinner at night, and I'll pick you up on the way home."

Which god came to tell him, what is wrong with Li Xingxing, that he would come to pick him up on a pole?If I remember correctly, he should hide as far as he can from himself.Even the phone number is still chasing after him to come...

Ye Chuan began to feel irritable again.He reached into the pocket of his shorts, only to find an empty cigarette case.Ye Chuan squeezed the empty cigarette pack into a ball and threw it into the trash can next to him, then turned around and walked towards the newsstand at the intersection.In addition to newspapers and magazines, such small newsstands usually sell some cigarettes and drinks.Ye Chuan asked for a box of white sand, and waited for the change to open it up to order one for himself.

"I can't tell, you're quite addicted to smoking."

Ye Chuan didn't need to look back to know that Li Xingxing was following him in his car.He didn't bother to explain to him that he wasn't a big smoker, but he was very upset when he saw him.

"Get in the car." Li Xingxing pushed open the door on the co-pilot's side.

Ye Chuan didn't move.

"I said," Li Xingzong looked at him, his expression became serious, "Did I offend you somewhere?"

"No." Ye Chuan quickly glanced at him.The ruffian-faced Li Xingjing looks sloppy and disturbing, but the serious Li Xingjing looks a little... dangerous.

"Then why are you always so...so..." Li Xingxing frowned, "So unfriendly."

Ye Chuan turned his head to the side and let out a puff of smoke. When he turned his head again, there was already a faint smile on his face, "Brother Li, you misunderstood."

Li Xingxing frowned even tighter, "Speak well!"

The smiling expression that Ye Chuan managed to squeeze out instantly collapsed, and he became impatient again, "I am mentally ill, and I get upset when I see people I don't know. Can you do it?!"

Li Xingxing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered what Ye Shifei had said: This child was autistic when he first came to my house, and it took more than two months before he started talking...

Ye Chuan was exhausted physically and mentally, he didn't care to see how he reacted, and walked forward with his bag.There is a bus station not far ahead, and you can get to Ye's house by reversing the bus near the university town.The total sum is only about ten stops, and if all goes well, he can get home in less than four to ten minutes. He doesn't need to take a luggage tracking car at all.

Li Xingjing's car chased after him again, "Chuan'er, get in the car."

Ye Chuan walked with his head down, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

He knew that when facing this person, the anger in his heart was completely unreasonable.He's completely innocent and doesn't even know why he should be hated.But he just didn't want to see this man.Those wounds were still seared on his heart, one on top of the other, even though the surface was scabbed, the bottom was still a bloody mass.It hurts to touch it accidentally.How could he let this happen again?

"Get in the bus." Li Xingxing's voice became rare and gentle, "I've already come here, so it's not good for you to squeeze the bus again. If you don't want to see strangers, at most I will keep silent. You sit Rest for a while later, just treat me as the driver of the Ye family."

Ye Chuan clenched his fists tightly, feeling like he wanted to punch someone.I don't know if the pain in my heart will be diverted when the fist lands on that person?

A bus passed by him, Ye Chuan ignored him, and ran along the sidewalk to chase the bus.The conductor saw him from the window and shouted, "Hurry up, hurry up."

Ye Chuan squeezed into the car panting, and the two doors closed tightly against his back.

Ye Chuan let out a sigh of relief as he leaned against the railing.He didn't look out the window, he didn't know if Li's whereabouts had already driven away.He doesn't care about that.He only knew that the two of them would leave this city tomorrow and fly directly to City B from Yunnan in two weeks.He and he were supposed to be like the classic letter X, even if they intersected at one point at some damn moment, they would still go farther and farther along their respective destiny trajectories.

As long as tonight is over, Ye Chuan thought to himself.

During dinner, Ye Chuan was unusually silent.All questions are answered with "yes", "no" and "got it". The longest sentence is: "I'm full, I'm going upstairs to do exercises. Take it easy, everyone."

Ye's family has long been used to him doing this, except for Li Xingxing who sneaks glances at him from time to time.Ye Chuan reckoned that he would really suspect that he had some mental illness.That's not bad, everyone knows that mental illness is not easy to mess with, so Li's whereabouts should go around him now.In addition, my attitude towards him was too blunt, which inevitably aroused suspicion, and the golden sign of mental illness was the most perfect explanation.No matter what unbelievable behavior is made, mental illness does not need a reason, or mental illness itself is the reason.

Feeling restless and unable to read books, Ye Chuan climbed into bed early.But lying in the dark did not feel sleepy at all.

Ye Chuan suffered from a slight neurasthenia and could not stand the noise. Even in the hottest season, he would not turn on the fan or air conditioner while sleeping.Therefore, the windows must be open, but with the windows open, various sounds will come in: the sound of the TV in the living room downstairs, the chirping of insects in the grass, the sound of the night wind beating the curtains...

very noisy.

The bamboo mat under him was covered with heat, Ye Chuan turned over and hid on the other side of the big bed.

The window was open, and the light of the full moon shone on the light-colored floor, silver as bright as water.Ye Chuan remembered that someone said that when the moon is full, the mentally ill are the most restless.

Just like myself now.

He heard the voices of talking and laughing from the next room, Ye Shifei's clear voice and Li Xingjing's slightly deep voice were intertwined, like those sleepless nights many years ago, listening to the talk from the study next door The voice of talking and laughing, can't help but speculate on the content of their conversation...

They are always together.Even on holidays, you can find work that needs to be done together.At that time, Ye Chuan always comforted himself by saying that the relationship between them was a perfectly normal colleague, a golden partner with a tacit understanding... It seemed that if he didn't admit what he saw, they would really not exist.

At that age, naivete is ridiculous.Still stupid.Blinded by my obsession, I only believe what I want to believe.

Until the truth can no longer be concealed.

Ye Chuan lay under the starlight of the summer night, and seemed to be asleep all night.While tossing and turning, all the broken images imprinted in the depths of memory appeared in my mind: he was wearing an apron to make breakfast, Li Xingzheng leaned over and hugged him from behind sleepily; in the gap waiting for the red light to turn green, Li Xingxing turned sideways from the driver's seat and kissed him tenderly...

When I opened my eyes in the morning light, the corners of my eyes were wet.

Ye Chuan felt that he was going crazy.