He can play whatever I like

His eyes gradually adapted to the sudden strong light, and the familiar voice brought back the consciousness that was distracted by fear and exhaustion.

When Zou Yun opened his eyes, he saw that the person at the door stretched out his hands to support him, but his hands rested on both sides of his shoulders.

One second he wished he wasn't alone, and the next second he really wasn't——

But this person is Xiao Sa, he didn't know whether to be grateful or sarcastic.

"You..." Zou Yun opened his mouth and realized that his teeth were trembling. Apart from the fear just now, he didn't know if he had any other emotions, "Why are you here?"

Next door is a set of three bedrooms and two living rooms, which was shared by several people who worked in Guanhai like him before. Because the commuting time is about the same, he used to meet his "neighbors" often.

Because the advertising company he works for is only a small company, it is not always lucky to receive such a big case designed by Hua Shang; The small cases in the case are even more trivial.

In addition, he was still busy with his own painting, so he didn't notice when the person next door moved out; it's just that he hasn't seen the "neighbor" for a long time, thinking that the lease expired and it was temporarily vacant.

Only now did he realize that the front of the door next door had been cleaned clean, and even the doorknob had been polished to reflect the light. It looked as if it had been vacant for several months.

It turns out that Xiao Sa and himself have always been separated by a wall?

"I'm sorry, Brother Yun." Xiao Sa withdrew his hand and leaned against the door frame, "I broke my promise."

"I promised not to appear in front of you again after the field trip, and not to pester you anymore. I tried my best—"

"But I can't."

If this is also considered deception, then at least the sentence "I broke my promise" is sincere.

Whether it's going out with Shen Du to spend time and drink, get drunk; or go home and face alone the villa that grew up, but now it is empty and echoing; or even go to his so-called "home" in Guanhai Yipin, lie In his perfect copy, Zou Yun's bedroom...

He didn't get a good night's sleep.

Shen Du said he was finished, because if a person becomes irreplaceable, then one day the person who will be replaced may be yourself.

At first, he didn't believe in Shen Du's "fallacious theory" about feelings.

After all, every time we met, the little boys around Shen Du changed wave after wave. Without exception, they were white, young, and thin. He deliberately made himself face-blind.

And who is irreplaceable?

He just felt that the room was too spacious and he needed to be alone at home.

Later Shen Du found a lot of little boys for him, some of them graduated from the same art academy as Zou Yun, they were designers and oil painters, and there were even some boys whose temperament and appearance were two points similar to Zou Yun's...

But let alone contact, he felt irritable even seeing it.

He began to believe that someone is irreplaceable, because there will never be another person who trusts Xiao Sa who has nothing like Zou Yun.

Admitting this is not terrible, but it is just another new challenge, but there are still some things that are delayed in the middle.

This almost categorical confession made Zou Yun's ears feel hot, especially in such a special atmosphere tonight.

"You, you still..." He looked away unnaturally, "No, you didn't answer my question."

Xiao Sa pointed to the suite behind him, "I bought this place."

Zou Yun seemed to suddenly understand why the voice-activated lights in the corridor that had been broken for several years were suddenly repaired...

He looked at Xiao Sa in surprise.

"W-why... I don't know..."

"I had something to do a while ago, so I don't have time to come here." Xiao Sa's expression was also a little surprised, "Brother Yun, haven't you read the news? I thought you already knew——"

As he spoke, he turned and went into the room and took out a magazine. The news of the death of Zhenyun Group Chairman Xiao Zhenyun was written on the cover.

Zou Yun has never paid attention to these gossip news, especially if it is so far away from his own life; he used to hear the company girls' discussions at his work station, but now he has his own office, and even Yao Qi No more noise in his ears.

Coupled with the recent special busyness, he really didn't pay attention.

"Yeah, sorry..." he apologized.

"It's okay." Xiao Sa raised his eyebrows lightly, "I haven't met many people in total, so I can't talk about any relationship. It's just that there are too many aftermath matters to deal with, which wastes time."

"Then you..." Zou Yun wondered: "Today..."

"I'll wait for you at the door." Xiao Sa said honestly.

"I came back today and found that the lights on the stairs are broken, and the workers won't be able to fix it until tomorrow. The concrete floor at the door was pitted by the piano that was moved upstairs. I want someone to call to remind you—"

"But your phone is turned off."

No wonder Xiao Sa opened the door almost the moment he fell...

Zou Yun squeezed the dead phone in his hand.

"When you go out and turn left and cross the road to the bus station, there is a step edge. You always keep your head down when you walk, but you still often trip over it.",

Xiao Sa also lowered his head when he spoke, as if he could still see that after returning from "Lost in the Painting", he quietly followed behind Zou Yun countless times, watching Zou Yun staggering in the same position, but he couldn't even step forward. I dare not, I can only clench my fists nervously.

He was too afraid of the back of Zou Yun who was running away in fear.

Although he has been fighting and robbing others all his life, he thought he had nothing to fear; but facing Zou Yun, he was always helpless, as helpless as the child who had just been picked up from the orphanage.

"Brother Yun, I don't want to make things difficult for you." He shook his head gently, "But I also don't want to be alone—"

He turned around and looked at the suite behind him, "I just want to be closer to you."

Zou Yun followed Xiao Sa's eyes and looked into the room, but saw something familiar at a glance——

It was the same as at Guanhai Yipin back then, covered by silk cloth, with an outline like a picture frame.

He looked at Xiao Sa vigilantly, "Is there anything else you are hiding from me?"

Xiao Sa seemed to have discovered something, and he avoided Zou Yun's eyes with a guilty conscience, "Also, upstairs—"

"I bought it too."

"The wife of the couple upstairs is a nurse at a nearby hospital. She works the night shift every three days and arrives home around 3 am. Although you may not be woken up, every time there is movement upstairs, I will see you. Frowning and turning over several times."

At this time, he would hug Zou Yun, and Zou Yun would nestle in his arms obediently, untying the gap between his brows.

"Brother Yun..." I don't know if he was too involved in the drama, but he was surprised that he felt a choking feeling, completely out of control, "When I'm not at home...you..."

"Will you still be woken up?"

Zou Yun couldn't say anything for a moment, his eye sockets were sore for a while.

Before meeting Xiao Sa, he often worked overtime and fell asleep when he was so tired. Maybe there was any movement upstairs, but he didn't remember it; but after Xiao Sa left, he had too many sleepless nights. At night, once every three days upstairs, there will be the sound of walking around in the middle of the night.

And the curb where he had been tripping over.

Other people's children can crawl at half a year old and walk at one year old, but he couldn't walk until he was two or three years old, and he needed to be led by an aunt in the orphanage. He often fell in physical education classes until elementary school, as if he was born with uncoordinated limbs Same.

When I was young, many children around me laughed at him because of this, but only Tang Tang comforted him, maybe God is fair, his uncoordinated feet were exchanged for hands that are more dexterous than most people, so his paintings can always be obtained The most small red flowers.

This is not a glorious thing. After he grew up, he never told anyone about it, but Xiao Sa could see it.

Xiao Sa said just now that he doesn't want to be alone, but who is born willing to be alone?

He didn't know where the courage came from, he suddenly pushed Xiao Sa by the door, strode into the room, and raised his hand to lift off the suspicious layer of silk.