disappearing light years

Back to Jiang Yuchen's side?

Chi Mu's eyes crossed the river boat and fell outside the window, the afterglow of the setting sun happened to reflect a bunch of colorful shadows on the window sill.He raised his hand, scratched the hair on his forehead helplessly, and shook his head.

Jiang Zhou said: "You refused because you don't love him?"

Chi Mu smiled, "Love? This is really a mysterious thing. I'm almost 30 years old, and I still don't understand what love is."

"I'm almost 50 years old, and I don't understand it." Jiang Zhou whispered, "Maybe I'm really presumptuous when I come here this time. If it brings you trouble, I'm sorry first. Please understand that a mother wants to save herself. The children share some troubles."

"I'm not very polite to say this, but if Jiang Yuchen really wants to save him as you said, then he will be the one sitting here, not you." Chi Mu said bluntly: "I admit that my feelings for him have always been Now, I'm not a stingy person, and I don't have any paranoid thoughts, but the biggest reason why I separated from him at the beginning was not the intervention of external forces, but the incompatibility between the two parties." After a pause, he said: "It's not true To be honest, the question that Jiang Yuchen asked you has troubled me for a long time. What should I do to protect myself while not hurting others? Maybe Jiang Yuchen and I are essentially the same kind of people. , It is impossible for two people to be consummated between worrying about gains and losses."

Jiang Zhou sighed, "I don't know if it's luck or misfortune for people like you who think so long-term about everything."

She got up and was about to leave, Chi Mu sent him to the door, before going out, she turned around again, "You misunderstood something just now, Yuchen didn't come to look for you, it's not because he didn't want to make it up, he said he has been giving you money for more than half a year You sent letters, but you didn't reply one, he thought you probably didn't want to see him again."

"A letter?" Chi Mu was taken aback for a moment, "I haven't received any letters."

Jiang Zhou showed a puzzled expression, "He said he wrote a lot, didn't you receive any of them?"

"Not one of them. Besides, he obviously has my e-mail, who still writes letters with a pen these days." Chi Mu laughed at himself, "Maybe this is just an excuse he made up for himself to escape."

Jiang Zhou smiled implicitly and said nothing more.

Chi Mu watched her enter the elevator and returned to the office to continue working, but the words left by Jiang Zhou couldn't get out of his mind: He has been sending you letters for more than half a year, but you haven't replied to any of them .

Chi Mu carefully recalled all the letters he had received in the past six months, and none of them came from Jiang Yuchen. His work efficiency was zero that afternoon, and he wanted to find something to do to drive away the thoughts in his head, but he couldn't do anything well.

After work, Chi Mu returned home very quickly, and searched for all the various letters and advertisements in the mailbox one by one. As expected, he turned on the computer to check the e-mail, and there was still none. When he was about to give up on this shocking mystery, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind.

half year ago.

He quickly took the keys and went out, and drove back to the place where he originally rented, that quiet neighborhood.The aunt at the video store at the door saw Chi Mu, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, and approached him familiarly to chat, but in the blink of an eye, all she could see was a running back.

When panting and knocking on the landlord's door, Chi Mu's heart was beating non-stop in his chest.

Sure enough, the landlord opened the door and saw him, without saying anything, turned around and took out a shoe box from the house.

"Shortly after you moved out, I kept coming one after another, and I don't know where you moved, so I had to keep it for you first." The landlord laughed, "Go back and take a good look, don't lose What valuables, and remember to inform the sender to change the address, this house may be rented to someone next time, and others may not help to receive the letter."

Chi Mu thanked the landlord, carried the shoebox back to the car, opened the lid, and there was a thick stack of envelopes inside, arranged from top to bottom according to the time of receipt, almost filling the entire box.

After a long time of mental preparation, Chi Mu picked up the first letter.

The beautiful cursive script on the envelope was undoubtedly from Jiang Yuchen, but after opening it, there was nothing written on it except a piece of blank letter paper.

Chi Mu turned the letter paper over and over several times to make sure there was no word on it, and then opened the second letter.

This time there is something on the stationery, one word, "Hello".

For a moment Chi Mu really thought that Jiang Yuchen was playing a low-level joke on him.

The third letter was opened, and a complete sentence finally appeared in it: "It's snowing in New York today, it's beautiful."

Chi Mu looked down one by one, and found that the content of all the letters was the same, either blank letter paper, or a single word or sentence, and the content was either "it's sunny" or "it's raining".Chi Mu couldn't believe that Jiang Yuchen had spent so much effort and postage to send so many letters to him, just for chatting, literally chatting about "sky", all the stationery piled up together, and almost finished talking about all the topics about heaven.

until the last letter.

This is not so much a letter as it is a package, carefully wrapped with tape, taking up most of the volume of the shoebox.The postage column on the parcel was filled with "20 US dollars". It was ridiculous that the amount of the [-] US dollars was actually stamped, and all kinds of colorful stamps were pasted almost all over the front of the package.

After opening it, there was a vacuum-sealed cake box with a small note attached. Inside the box was a moldy tiramisu cake, and the note contained the recipe for making the cake.

Chi Mu saw the conspicuous words marked in red notes in the middle of the note: Eight and a half spoons of rice wine.

Putting the shoe box aside, he lay on the steering wheel and thought for a while, then drove to the nearest supermarket, followed the instructions on the note, and put the ingredients into the cart one by one.Finally, he returned home with two big bags of things, went into the kitchen, and worked for three hours.

Looking at the prepared cake in front of him, Chi Mu took a fork, hesitated for a while, then gently cut off a small piece and put it in his mouth.

Bitterness, mellowness, and sweetness, the three flavors bloom on the taste buds in sequence, with distinct layers.

This is the authentic taste of "bitter before sweet".

The thing written on that piece of paper is really good. If you want to make a good-tasting "bitterness, sweetness", eight and a half scoops of rice wine is the most accurate amount. Pour it layer by layer. If it is lighter, it will be impure, and if it is too much, it will be too bitter. .

Chi Mu doesn't know how Jiang Yuchen obtained this recipe. The chef who made the tiramisu in that restaurant is no longer there, and if he had to explore by himself, how many times would it take to fail before reaching this conclusion?

It's not like Jiang Yuchen is bored, so why study this?

Chi Mu's eyes looking at the cake suddenly became complicated, and he looked at the moldy cake in the package he brought back.Jiang Yuchen should have made this with his own hands. In order to avoid spoilage, he packed it very carefully. Unfortunately, no matter how rigorous the packaging is, it can't withstand the bumps and bumps across the ocean.

Inadvertently, he seemed to vaguely see some words on the surface of the cake, which were covered by discolored mold, so he couldn't see clearly.Driven by curiosity, Chi Mu opened the package, scraped off the damaged part with a knife, and saw four words written in hot chocolate: Pick me up.

Chi Mu vaguely remembers that when translated into Chinese, tiramisu means "pick me up".

He suddenly felt that his nose was a little sore, and the corners of his eyes were a little swollen, so he quickly rubbed them with his hands, and looked away from the piece of cake.

Chi Mu understood that Jiang Yuchen was trying to express something euphemistically, so were those letters chatting about weather, and so was this cake. I miss you" and have to put on an expression of "doesn't matter".

He took out his mobile phone, found the familiar number, and wanted to dial it, but the memories of the past just popped up again, their love in the past, and the pain he felt on that person, stopped him again.

Putting the phone back in his pocket, Chi Mu hugged the computer and sat on the balcony with a bottle of rum he just bought.The cool night breeze makes people clear-headed. Chi Mu drank half of the wine in one gulp. With the strength of the wine, he typed the first line on the computer: "To my dear", by Xia Shu .

"The beginning of the story is like this. A boy who just entered college met his first love on campus."

Memories are very complicated, Chi Mu sorted them out while thinking, his fingers jumped like flying on the keyboard.He didn't realize what he was writing until he reached the fifth page, a full [-] words.

This should be regarded as a romance novel, but the romance is not thorough, because it lacks the most basic heroine.We all know that there is no romance novel with a man as the protagonist, and the object of love is one man after another. This is not in line with the main theme of society. No matter where it is published, it will be shot and killed with a click.

Staring at the screen filled with the number five Arial characters, Chi Mu put his finger on Delete, hesitated for a long time, but didn't make a move.

He packed the document and sent it to Mo Lian's mailbox.

Three days later, Mo Lian called Chi Mu to the office, and only said five words, "Let's serialize the column."

Half a month later, on the cover of the latest issue of "GENT", in addition to the young and beautiful female models, there is also a line of big words that makes Chi Mu particularly painful: "Ace columnist Xia Shu's most affectionate masterpiece this summer, directly hits the deepest part of alternative love Fragile".

Chi Mu can think of it with his toes. This kind of housewife-style title that makes people vomit three liters of blood can only be written by Mo Lian. That person never plays cards according to common sense, and he dares to serialize things that violate the main theme in magazines. It is the same to write this kind of slogan that makes people pay for their lives.

Since the things I write start to be serialized seriously, they must have a beginning and an end. Chi Mu has never written a long story, so I often get stuck at the beginning.However, after struggling day and night, he managed to sort out the structure of the whole story.It’s probably a story about a boy who likes another boy, who can’t be together because of various concerns, and another man joins in during the period, secretly loves the open love triangle, the protagonist keeps struggling between love and betrayal until he meets true love after his heart is strong, Among them, there are many male protagonists, many supporting actors, and many male passers-by.

Mo Lian gave a lot of pages, each issue has [-] characters, and the goal is to finish it within six issues.Chi Mu didn't think that many people would be interested in gay novels with such themes, but after the second issue of the serialization, his inbox was almost overwhelmed by countless e-mails from readers, some praised, some encouraged, some cursed Yes, but most of them are still asking questions, and there is almost only one question: so many men are walking around the protagonist in the story, who is the real card of the protagonist?

Who is the real deal?Chi Mu laughed when he saw this question. Not long ago, He Xiaoli also specially called to discuss this issue with him in depth. It is rare that a person who has a headache when he reads a book will calm down and read something written. My own opinion is even more logical and well-founded: among the suspected male protagonist candidates that have appeared, there is no good person, it is better to write a group destruction, create a tragic ending, and the protagonist dies alone, which does not violate the reader and caters To ensure social harmony and stability, it is the best of both worlds.

Tuan Mie Chi Mu would definitely not be able to write it, but who is the other half of the protagonist in the book? Chi Mu admits that he has never given much thought to this issue.