just in time

Yi Chenliang woke up suddenly, gasping for breath, he stared at the dim ceiling above his head, and wiped his face with his hand.

Wipe off the sweat with one hand.

He should have had a nightmare just now, but he couldn't remember the content of the nightmare, and he only felt scared after waking up.

He reached for his phone, and the time displayed on the screen was [-]:[-] in the morning.

It was just dawn outside, and he recalled with difficulty that he called Yun Fang last night, but after he just woke up, he still missed him inexplicably.

He really wanted to hug Yun Fang, hold him in his arms, kiss him tenderly and meticulously as Yun Fang did before, and feel the other party's existence.

This kind of sudden yearning is inexplicably strong and inexplicable, followed by a large void of uneasiness.

Yi Chenliang frowned, picked up his phone and called Yun Fang.

Only a series of busy tone, no one answered.

Yi Chenliang got up from the bed, and for some reason, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense. Before he even had time to wash up, he ran to the opposite residential building and knocked on the familiar door on the fourth floor.

He suddenly hoped that the person who opened the door was Yun Fang, he looked at himself sleepily, smiled softly at him, looked at him quietly, or stretched out his hand to touch his head habitually.

He waited for a while before someone came to open the door. Tang Yi was wearing a thin coat with a haggard look on his face. She looked at him strangely, "Who are you looking for?"

"Auntie." Yi Chenliang felt that something was wrong, Tang Yi had always been very warm to him before, why did he look so strange now. "I'm looking for Yun Fang."

Hearing Yun Fang's name, Tang Yi couldn't hide the painful expression on her face. She looked at him with red eyes and said with sadness in her voice, "You are TangTang's former classmate, right? TangTang he...last summer left already."

Yi Chenliang was stunned for a moment, unable to understand her meaning for a while, "Leaving?"

"He has been dead for several months." Tang Yi covered her mouth and began to cry, her whole body was much older than Yi Chenliang's impression, her thin body hunched over, "Thank you for coming to find him."

Yi Chenliang looked at her blankly, "Auntie, I'm Yi Chenliang, I went to school with Yun Fang yesterday—"

"Stop it!" Tang Yi seemed to be unable to stand his words, and closed the door crying.

The cold anti-theft door became so strange in an instant, and it was closed tightly in front of his eyes.

Yi Chenliang went downstairs in a daze, took out his mobile phone and dialed Yun Fang's number over and over again.

From the beginning of no answer to shutdown, it finally became an empty number.

The cold female voice on the phone repeated this cruel reality to him over and over again.

Yi Chenliang ran to school.

There was a lot of noise in Class [-], so he grabbed Ji Shumo and asked, "Where's Yun Fang?"

Ji Shumo looked at him inexplicably, "Who is Yun Fang? Brother Yi, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm at the same table!" Yi Chenliang gritted his teeth and pointed to his seat, looking up, "He's just sitting there—"

Yi Chenliang's voice froze, and his eyes stood there blankly.

In the last row of the classroom, there was only one desk standing alone in the last row, beside the table was the water glass he used to drink yesterday and half a pack of white rabbit toffee.

The toffee was scattered on the edge of the table, and a few fell to the ground.

Yi Chenliang walked to his seat and took out a few pieces of draft paper from his physics book. On them were the little stick figures he and Yun Fang had drawn when they were bored in class. The teacher passed the note quietly under the nose.

For this reason, they were severely reprimanded by Lao Fang.

On the paper, there is always a round-headed stickman and a square-headed stickman sticking together affectionately, with weird bubble boxes on their heads, exchanging some things that others seem inexplicable but only the two of them understand signal.

Yi Chenliang looked down at the few pieces of draft paper, his hands holding the paper trembled slightly.

Only the round-headed stickman was left on the draft paper, holding the bubble frame fiercely. The text in the frame was his own handwriting, but he didn't know who he was speaking to.

It's like a person talking to himself like a demon.

He ran to Yunfang's shop, only to find that it had turned into a strange ramen restaurant with people coming and going, Sister Zhao and Brother Huang had disappeared, only strangers remained.

He turned on the phone and found that the group of four had become a group of three, only Yun Fang could not be found in the friend list and address book, and he couldn't even remember Yun Fang's face clearly.

Huge panic overwhelmed Yi Chenliang, and he looked around, feeling extremely strange.

Yun Fang is disappearing from his world.

To be exact, Yi Chenliang 20 years later is disappearing from his world.

In his memory, the first meeting between him and Yun Fang gradually became blurred. Yun Fang carried him home, Yun Fang dragged him to run on the street, Yun Fang and him lay on the bed and chatted, and Yun Fang did the problems together. , Yun Fang kissed with him, Yun Fang and him fooled around at night... There were countless familiar images of the two of them together in their minds, and the figure belonging to Yun Fang was slowly fading.

Originally it was a picture of two people, but gradually only he was left alone.

No matter how he recalled, he couldn't remember the appearance of the other person who should have been there. He knew that there should be such a person, but in the world repaired by time, the existence of that person was not allowed.

Yi Chenliang clutched his mobile phone, standing at a busy intersection, surrounded by the bustling crowd, he looked around in a daze, not knowing where to go.

He lost his other self.

He can't find him.

There are countless people in the sky and on the earth. He is 20 years away from his other self. No matter how hard he tries, he can't touch him at all.

At the age of 15, he stood at the end of time and looked into the distance, crying, screaming hoarsely, trying to remember the unreserved dialogue between them, the desperate kiss, the intimate and tender tenderness at night, but he was still irresistible The torrent of time dilutes the memories that belong to the two of them alone.

He has to wait another 20 years before he can transform himself into another Yi Chenliang.

But when Yi Chenliang turned his head and looked back 20 years later, he could no longer see the 15-year-old Yi Chenliang.

The 15-year-old Yi Chenliang has no way to let himself grow up overnight, just like the 35-year-old Yi Chenliang has no way to cut out a 15-year-old Yi Chenliang from his body. They are the same soul, accumulated over time , cannot be copied, cannot be peeled off, and are naturally integrated.

Invisible, intangible, emptiness and powerlessness tore at him, intense pain and sorrow entangled him, but there was no place to land on his soul, his heart seemed to be ripped in half alive by someone else, and his flesh and blood The pain was so blurry that he couldn't even shed tears.

They were destined never to see each other.

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