Cross the sea

In fact, according to the original story, there will be some plot to go later, but it seems that I can't write it down. He Zhen and Li Chengyun have kissed many times, but not all of them are impressive. Compared with the exchange of saliva in the movie, the lips and teeth blend, Li Chengyun prefers to peck his lips lightly.

He Zhen learned to judge Li Chengyun's mood by kissing frequently. If he was in a bad mood, it would end within a second. If he was in a good mood, he would prolong the kiss, and occasionally he would bite the corner of his mouth.

When he was in the army, Hezhen always thought of Li Chengyun, once a day at first, then three times a day, and when the situation was worst, he couldn't even concentrate on climbing the rope.

People will always become more and more greedy. Compared with the original idea that it would be good to be closer to Li Chengyun, it finally evolved into that it would be good if they could be together all the time, and they would go crazy if they couldn't get it.

Going crazy will always harm others, and He Zhen soon becomes the only thorn in the recruit's balls. Apart from being passively beaten, he just runs around.

At that time, Yuan Jianan was the first person who noticed something wrong with him. He dug out the cigarette case from the corner of the cabinet, because the island had been raining all year round, and the damp cigarette was held limply between his fingers. Annoyed taste.

"Do you like him very much?"

Yuan Jianan squatted beside him and asked.

"like very much."

He Zhen smiled and said, "If you like it, you can't like it any more."

"Then will he come to see you?"

"Why did he come to see me?"

He Zhen raised his hand and waved the white smoke on his face, wrinkled his nose and said, "He doesn't like me."

Yuan Jianan's face was sluggish for a few seconds, and then the atmosphere became a bit awkward, but He Zhen didn't care, everyone knew that Li Chengyun didn't like him, originally, unrequited love was just asking for self-humiliation, one more person humiliating would still be lively point.

On the day when the accident actually happened, it was because Hezhen was fined to clean the toilet. He was squatting on the ground pouring toilet cleaner into the urinal when someone hit his back hard. His head hit the wall, and the hem of his clothes Dip in a urinal that hasn't had time to flush yet.

He almost jumped up, turned around and kicked over, the whole body was pressed against him, and then stuffed the dripping clothes into the man's mouth.

"Then you have successfully become a shining star in the army?"

An Qianqiu sat cross-legged on the bay window, lowered her head while answering the conversation while cutting her split ends with small scissors.

He Zhen took a sip of beer, his eyes glowed in the dark room: "Then he was beaten up severely, his left shoulder was dislocated, his calf was broken, and he lost his memory for no reason."

The second before the dazzling white light appeared in his sight, he thought of Li Chengyun again, and that was the last time he thought of Li Chengyun in the next three years.

But even so, on the rainy night when we met later, seeing that face in the hazy water vapor, my heart still beat violently without hesitation.

"It's fate, you say."

He Zhen raised his face, and the projector above his head cast a small speck of light on his eyelids. An Qianqiu ignored him, so He Zhen added the answer himself: "It's destiny."

The room was very quiet, and He Zhen vaguely heard An Qianqiu sighing softly. He watched An Qianqiu stand up and walk into the bathroom. When she came out again, a white mask was stuck on her face. She sat opposite He Zhen, uttering words indistinctly: "Then what are you going to do now, tell Li Chengyun directly?"

He Zhen took a sip of beer, the fermented malt vibrated in the plastic bottle, his fingers holding the bottle gradually tightened, he looked at An Qianqiu, paused for a long time and asked: "Did the mother really commit suicide because of me?" .”

He Zhen was good at spoiling the fun, so An Qianqiu lit a cigarette, took off the freshly applied mask a little annoyed, and stuck it on the instep.

The story is too long. An Qianqiu's version is composed of Li Chengyun's simple sentences and Zhou An's exaggerated description. She can only start from the beginning, including why Zhen Wei and Li Chengyun's handwriting are exactly the same, and how Zhen Wei is on the application form. Cheating, how many days Zhen Wei rescued, and why Li Chengyun didn't go to him in the end.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the room was adjusted very low, and He Zhen listened to the whole story quietly until the fingertips holding the ice wine bottle began to tingle.

"At the time, I always felt that Li Chengyun was more mature than others, but now that I think about it, he was only twenty at that time. See...seeing my mother jumping off a building would definitely not be acceptable."

An Qianqiu was obsessed with storytelling, she didn't take a single puff of the cigarette in her hand, the ash burned into a large piece, and the orange sparks continued to burn upwards.

"So are you going to tell Li Chengyun tomorrow... No, it should be today, it's past twelve o'clock."

"You help me keep it a secret."

He Zhen lowered his head and stretched out his hand to catch the soot that suddenly fell down. The soot was not hot, and it shattered in the palm of his hand with a little force.

An Qianqiu frowned, she opened her mouth to say something, but He Zhen spoke earlier than her: "Let me have a good time."

He Zhen smiled with his eyes bent, but An Qianqiu always felt that his smile was mixed with bitterness. The more she looked at it, the more uncomfortable she felt. She knew what He Zhen was thinking, but she lacked the gene to comfort others. Da's mask, and then said: "Li Chengyun never thought it was your fault..."

"I know."

He Zhen smiled, leaned his head on the bed, and muttered in a low voice: "He is the best person, I knew it a long time ago."

The overhead projector was still flashing, An Qianqiu threw the cigarette butt into the can, and took a look at He Zhen.

"It's all here, if you retreat now, then Li Chengyun is too pitiful."

He Zhen smiled with his head propped up, and some long broken hair trembled slightly with his movements: "Are you from my side or Li Chengyun's side, why are you talking to him all the time, or did he pay you off?"

An Qianqiu rolled his eyes: "Yes, that's right, Young Master Li promised me a flat floor in the second ring road, and he also hired a few little boys for me, one, three, five, blond, blue-eyed, two, four, six muscular men, and give me a day to live on Sunday .”

He Zhen fell down on the bed and laughed cooperatively, kicked down the half of the remaining wine bottle with dangling feet, all the orange liquid spilled on the floor, and the cigarette butt was squeezed into the dense white foam.

Staying up late is the natural enemy of beauty, An Qianqiu jumped out of bed while laughing, went to find her most expensive mask in the bathroom cabinet, and when she finished washing her face and put it on, He Zhen had already walked to the door with her back turned.

"Are you leaving now?"

An Qianqiu held the bathroom door and called him.

He Zhen didn't look back, he hummed softly, pushed open the door and walked out.

Coming out of the apartment building, the lacrimal glands began to collapse the second he encountered the hot and humid sea wind. He Zhen sat on the steps, pressed his head and opened his eyes wide to see the tears falling on the ground.

Everyone knew that he was the one who lit the fuse, and even An Qianqiu couldn't lie and say: This matter has nothing to do with you.

How can it be okay? Li Chengyun's mother died because of him. How could Li Chengyun not hate him at all? It's impossible.

Hezhen sat downstairs for more than an hour before he stood up and walked back. Sitting in the taxi, Hezhen took out his phone to read. There were only two unread messages, both from Yuan Jianan. The first one asked him where he was Where, the second one is sorry.

Turning off the phone, He Zhen leaned on the back of the chair and looked out of the window. Today's sky is clear and cold blue, and a little moon can be seen vaguely. Staring at the moon, the car stopped and went, and the car soon arrived at the door. Before he had time to enter the password, the door was opened from the inside.

Li Chengyun stood inside the door, looking at him with downcast eyes. The two confronted each other for a while, He Zhen stared at the trolley case in his hand, and said first: "You have to go out."

"Go to Lingshan for a few days."

He Zhen raised his head and stared at him, so Li Chengyun added, "My mother is there."

"I should be able to pick up the flowers I ordered right now, just wait for me..."

He Zhen walked into the house while talking, one foot just stepped over the threshold, Li Chengyun suddenly grabbed his arm, and a hoarse voice came from above his head: "Who will fetch you flowers at night."

"I promise you."

He Zhen looked into Li Chengyun's eyes, and was unusually stubborn: "I want to give her a begonia."

"Lingshan also sells them."

"Then I'll go with you."

Li Chengyun let go of his hand, smiled and said, "Okay."