Cross the sea

After Li Xiangting returned home at close to one o'clock in the morning, the father and son had a big quarrel. Li Xiangting, who had never done anything, even threw a handle that he had played with for ten years on Li Chengyun.

Li Xiangting was sitting on a chair, blushing looking at his son who was unwilling to bow his head from the beginning to the end, he was exactly like Zhen Wei.

"You will understand one day, even if I am not a good husband, but for you, I can definitely say that I have a clear conscience."

This is the last sentence Li Xiangting said before Li Chengyun left. Li Chengyun thought it was funny. Parents are sometimes really weird. They use their own ideas to define "excellent parents" and score them, but they don't want to listen to what children say any comments given.

Walking out of the study, Li Chengyun saw Hezhen standing on the stairs. He was wearing dark blue pajamas, holding a fruit plate in his hand, and the light orange cantaloupe was cut into small square pieces.

Perhaps to prove that he did not eavesdrop, after meeting his gaze, He Zhen quickly said: "My mother asked me to bring some fruit."

Li Chengyun walked over, used the silver fork on the plate to pierce a piece of cantaloupe into his mouth, then smiled vaguely and said, "It's quite sweet."

He Zhen didn't speak. He watched Li Chengyun put the fork back on the plate and then walked downstairs. The sensor lights on the wall followed Li Chengyun's footsteps and turned on and off one by one. Before disappearing from the dim sight, He Zhen Open your mouth and say: "I have a friend who works in a flower shop. What kind of flowers does your mother like?"

Li Chengyun who was standing under the crystal chandelier turned his head and looked at Hezhen who was standing straight.

From Zhen Wei's death to now, not many people still mention her. She is an only child, and after her grandparents left, she lost her first home in life.

Suicide itself has strong drama. In order to avoid gossip from outsiders, Zhen Wei’s funeral was very simple. Except for those who sent text messages to mourn, there were not many people who were actually present, except for a few business partners she was familiar with during her lifetime. , Not a single friend came to participate.

At that time, Li Chengyun was standing in front of the tombstone looking at the yellow and white chrysanthemums all over the place, and suddenly thought that if Zhen Wei saw all this in the sky, she would raise her eyebrows and sneer: "See, the essence of human beings is to do business."

When a person dies, there is nothing left. This sentence was often used by Zhen Wei when she was alive. At that time, his family was still peaceful and warm. When Li Xiangting heard this, he would smile and pat Zhen Wei on the back. Let her not say these unlucky words.

Zhen Wei hates chrysanthemums, but it has been a long time since anyone asked Zhen Wei what flowers she likes.

Walking through the spiral staircase, Li Chengyun pushed open the bedroom door, went to the desk and turned on the computer, and after calling up a photo in the album, turned the screen to the other side.

He Zhen walked over, bent slightly, and the bright light in the screen briefly illuminated the two of them together.

On the screen is a light blue crabapple plant inserted in a short white porcelain vase, and in the lower right corner of the photo is a woman's finger with nail polish.

Zhen Wei has a public aesthetic in terms of plants. She likes tacky red roses, large crabapples that bloom vigorously, and eucalyptus leaves that are already a bit rotten.

He Zhen leaned closer to the screen, as if he was trying to identify the type of flower, he looked at it carefully for a while, and then said: "Then I will order this kind."

The electronic photo album is set to play automatically, and after three seconds, the photo will automatically switch to the next one. The woman on the screen has a very beautiful face, and her thick black curly hair is loosely tied behind her head, with a few strands falling on her chest .

"Your mother is beautiful."

He Zhen said to him.

Li Chengyun's eyes stayed on the screen for a few seconds, and then fell on He Zhen's face.

In fact, He Zhen has many weaknesses. For example, He Ping, who is married to his father, always exudes kindness inexplicably, and may also be a little smug and smart. It should be easy to coax He Zhen into bed.

"Forgive you."

He Zhen turned to look at him, frowning slightly: "What?"

"My mother would be very happy if she knew that you praised her for being beautiful."

Li Chengyun's voice was soft, he blinked slowly, paused and said: "So I forgive you for her."

If He Zhen remembered everything now and was still the same as before, he could be regarded as a tit-for-tat if he used some tricks that were not on the table, but at this moment, he looked at He Zhen and felt that he would be guilty of using any tricks, but he did nothing. It seems a little pity again.

So Li Chengyun closed the computer, stretched his arms around Hezhen's neck, leaned down and kissed him on the lips, the time was very short, so short that Li Chengyun had returned to his original position by the time Hezhen realized it.

"Okay, your atonement is over."

Li Chengyun looked at him and said.

The wind outside the window slapped the glass quickly, and the green plants on the terrace were blown into a mess. After Li Chengyun turned around and closed the curtains, he asked in a normal tone: "Do you like that person named Yuan Jianan very much?"

How can someone kiss for one second and talk about other people as if nothing happened the next second? He Zhen looked at Li Chengyun's side face in the dim light, retracted his cold fingertips into his palm, and thought for a while before saying: "He is very good to me. of."

Li Chengyun remained silent all the time. When He Zhen thought that today's chat time was over, Li Chengyun suddenly said: "You used to say that I was the best person. I never knew why. You forgot before I had time to ask."

When Li Chengyun said this, he didn't look at Hezhen. It was more like talking to himself than asking for an answer. Sometimes he felt like the hero of a play. Halfway through, the other protagonist escaped, so now he can only accept the two endings of indefinite suspension or unfinished ending.

"Now I also think there is nothing wrong with you."

He Zhen spoke suddenly, and half of the low volume was hidden in the wind. Li Chengyun turned his head and caught He Zhen's sight.

He Zhen has a sincere face, as if others will believe what he says.

"So, did you like me before?"

He Zhen asked him.

Zhou An also asked this question. On the day they were about to graduate, when Li Chengyun was sitting in the stands of the playground watching the outstanding graduates queuing up to take pictures, Zhou An sat next to him and drank a whole bottle of mineral water, and asked him: "Who are you?" Don't you really like Hezhen?"

At that time, he replied that he hadn't, and he wasn't lying. He just felt that there was some absurd relationship between him and Hezhen, and he shouldn't like it.

"I like it."

Li Chengyun sat leaning against the back of the chair, paused for a few seconds before turning his head, and added: "But it's not just before."

——When Li Chengyun was sleeping at night, he began to dream again. This time, there was no protagonist in the dream, and the ending was no longer Zhen Wei. Even though there was a summer rainstorm outside the window in the middle of the night, Li Chengyun still slept soundly.

It was already noon when Li Chengyun came out of the room. He Ping was watching TV in the living room when she heard the noise. Do you want to heat it up now?"

"No need, if I want to eat, heat it myself."

Li Chengyun paused and asked, "Did He really eat with you?"

He Ping smiled and said, "No, he went out to eat with the squad leader of the army."

Li Chengyun stood where he was, and moved his fingers hanging by his side.

"When did he leave?"