howling breath

If today's experience was transferred to someone else, Lin Lang felt that he might feel sad for others.

But it happened to me... Lin Lang also thought it was quite reasonable.

After all, growing up all the way to today, there are too many ups and downs.In case the gods were suddenly merciful and gave him a piece of sweet cheese, Lin Lang thought: I am afraid that I will also be lactose intolerant.

It was already late at night, but the flow of people flocking to Taikoo Li was increasing; Lin Lang just faced the crowd, walking retrograde alone in the concrete forest covered in gold and jade.A little desperate, but no temper.

It just feels ridiculous.

The only 10 yuan in his pocket was taken by Lin Lang to buy three cans of beer, which he carried in a small plastic bag and drank while walking.

I don't know if the screenwriter's case can be continued—after thinking about it, I always feel that 4000 was still a bit expensive; after hearing the price he offered, Lu Li's attitude was a bit confusing.

If you can't take it, the crime of this night is really worthless-walking back to school from Taikoo Li-it's really absurd, but Lin Lang really can't think of what else to do...

Fortunately, it is summer night.Although the body has long been kidnapped by sleepiness, and the whole person is groggy, at any rate... it is not "starvation and cold".

Sometimes Lin Lang thought mockingly to himself: Did I commit too many crimes in my previous life, and lived too recklessly and arrogantly...so I saved so many obstacles in this life?If we use the "reincarnation of cause and effect" to infer: I was probably born in a wealthy merchant family in my previous life, and lived a good life without worrying about food and clothing, right?

Thinking of "past life and present life", Lin Lang thought of a very boring little thing: when he was an undergraduate, there was a half-fairy classmate in his class, who once said to Lin Lang in a godlike way: "You have brought a soul from your previous life. Come!" Lin Lang doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, and every time he thinks about it, he just treats it as a joke to make himself happy.But now he couldn't help thinking about it: If the heavy rain was a broken soul brought by him from the previous life, then what did the heavy rain have to do with him in the previous life?What's the story?What kind of person is he?

But the heavy rain has not appeared for a long time.

If I could sleep tonight, would I dream of him?If you can dream of him, you may ask him where he went; you may talk to him about the recent troubles; or you don’t say anything, just stand in the same place silently; or ask him for a lingering tenderness.

Although Heavy Rain can't speak, he will always stay there.As the psychiatrist said: he appeared because of his companionship, to help him prop up his spiritual world, and to prevent himself from collapsing.

But he was gone.

If... losing the only sustenance I can rely on is healing for me...

I had the absurd expectation that I would be terminally ill.

For some reason, thinking of "accompanying", Lin Lang thought of Tang Yushu again.

He is somewhat similar to Heavy Rain: it seems that they broke into Lin Lang's world without any explanation one day, and then naturally lingered here and refused to leave.

Tang Yushu has a shortcoming that Lin Lang hates very much: he doesn't understand the "sense of boundaries".Tang Yushu didn't defend himself in his own world, and he also ignored the hidden thunder in other people's worlds, so when he broke in, his posture seemed a bit ostentatious—he was obviously not familiar with it, but he insisted on occupying yours. Eyes, nagging at you endlessly; obviously we have only known each other for a long time, so we unceremoniously call ourselves "friends", and say lines like "I can't accompany you anymore" without shame.

is the shortcoming.

But thinking of Tang Yushu... Lin Lang felt that it was not so difficult to accept.

Tang Yushu studied at the University of Film and Television as an undergraduate, so there are a lot of talk about him among his classmates.Lin Lang had more or less heard some of his classmates discussing him, discussing his enthusiastic and bright personality, and discussing his rich family background.

People like Tang Yushu are like the brocade of the setting sun and the bright moon hanging high.It is the kind of scenery that always makes people envious.

It is what you want to touch, so you raise your arms high, try your best to reach the highest point you can get, grab it hard, but you will definitely not be able to catch it, but you will not be annoyed.You will just look around once, and after confirming that your stupid actions have not been seen, you will laugh at yourself embarrassingly.

Too far.But it looks good.

So it's not that hard to accept.

So "don't hate you".

So "boring you".

When turning onto Shuncheng Street, Lin Lang felt that he was in a hurry to drink beer just now, so he got up and found a public seat by the side of the road, sat down and rested for a while.

I want to know the time, but the phone has been powered off.

Occasionally, locomotives whizzed past on the night road, and there were also small three-wheelers that came out of the stall late at night and swayed leisurely.

Looking at those figures, Lin Lang found some comfort in his momentary anxiety: he was not the only night runner either.

01:28 at night.

After making [-] or [-] phone calls, they all received a reminder that "the phone has been turned off". Tang Yushu looked at the figure across the road all the way, riding his "iron donkey" from the school to Taikoo Li at a low speed.

Tang Yushu realized that he seemed to be doing something meaningless when he was stopped at the entrance of the pedestrian street—it was too difficult to find someone without a clue.There is a distance of seven or eight kilometers from Taikoo Li to the school, and there are hundreds of ways to get there; where is the little Lin Lang on the road at the moment?

Thinking of this, Tang Yushu became anxious again.

Regardless of the fact that it was past 1 o'clock in the morning, he took out his phone and called Lu Li: "What time did you leave? Where is the restaurant where you ate? Did he say anything when you left?"

Lu Li answered one by one, and then asked him: "What's the matter?"

Tang Yushu was anxious: "Why did you make an appointment with him so late...Our school is closed at 10 o'clock!"

"I don't know...he didn't say anything about the timing, and he didn't reject me..." Lu Li sneered on the other end of the phone, completely unaware of Tang Yushu's anxiety at the moment, and joked: "If you are so caring, Could it be... the person you like?"

Tang Yushu didn't have time to digest Lu Li's joke: "Lin Lang is a boy——otherwise, you can show off your gentlemanly demeanor and drive me back!"

Lu Li apologized again and again: "Brother, I was wrong - then if he can't go back, will he just stay in a hotel?"

"I don't know..." Tang Yushu scratched his ears and said, "His phone has been turned off... hurry up!"

"Don't worry...it's impossible for anything to happen!"

"I'll look for it again."

After hanging up the phone, turning the front of the car, and slamming the accelerator, Tang Yushu planned to look for the direction from Taikoo Li to the school again.

"Very impatient."

Following his guess "Lin Lang's most likely route" he slipped away for another ten minutes, but he still couldn't find Lin Lang.Tang Yushu became more and more flustered as the distance from Taikoo Li on the road became less and less people.

While waiting for the red light at the intersection of Ningxia Road, Tang Yushu desperately leaned on the front of the car to calm down.

When I looked up, there was a person walking past in front of me.

For a moment, Tang Yushu thought that he was hallucinating because he was too anxious, so he put the helmet mirror up to make sure, and when he was about to walk over, he called out: "Lin Lang?"

The dizzy Lin Lang looked back at the sound - a motorcycle rider stretched his legs on the ground to support the car body, only a pair of smiling eyes were exposed from the helmet, and there were spots of light in the dark eyes.

"Lin Lang!" he shouted to himself.

I don't know if it's because of the alcohol, but for a moment Lin Lang felt that all the strength in his body was completely deterred.He just stood there blankly, watching the boy on the locomotive leaning forward and looking at him with a smile, and slowly took off his helmet.Obviously they only know each other a little bit, but like a bamboo horse they have known for many years, they stretched out an arm for their own support, and said neatly: "I found you!"

It was as if seeing Langyue falling from the sky in front of him, it was so dazzling that Lin Lang could barely open his eyes.

Lin Lang remembered that the first time he saw Tang Yushu, he was sitting on a chair with no clothes on, trying to put on his trousers.Because he broke in rashly, he seemed to be surprised for a moment.But soon laughed.

From then on, his smile became a lingering image in Lin Lang's mind.

He was good-natured and seemed to be always smiling; never angry, sullen, or cry.

I really envy that tenderness.

Probably because of the heat, Tang Yushu's back was covered with sweat.At a very close distance, he could feel the slight heat from his sweat evaporating.But it won't make Lin Lang bored.

It took two pinches to pinch the corner of Tang Yushu's clothes accurately, and Lin Lang sat silently on Tang Yushu's motorcycle.

I don't know where this unfamiliar roommate is going to take me, but I didn't ask - Tang Yushu forcibly pressed my head on the helmet he had worn. Unable to hold back, he could feel Tang Yushu's remaining warmth in his helmet.

His salty sweat mixed with his own smell of alcohol made Lin Lang dizzy.

After driving Lin Lang for about 10 minutes, Tang Yushu parked the car in front of a 24-hour convenience store, went in, bought two bottles of water, came out, and handed Lin Lang a bottle.

I don't know how much Lin Lang drank, but now he was so drunk that he gave up standing on his own strength, leaned crookedly on the big tree in front of the convenience store, and grabbed it two or three times before successfully taking it from Tang Yushu's hand. water to go.

Tang Yushu looked anxiously in his eyes: "How much did you drink? Didn't Lu Li overwhelm you? Why didn't you answer my phone? Why didn't you go back to school earlier?"

"Three cans. No. It's off. No subway... no money!"

Lin Lang's logic was unexpectedly clear when he was drunk.

The absurd and pitiful appearance of him trying to answer his own questions made Tang Yushu feel a little guilty about his "serial questioning". He only looked at Lin Lang for a while, and urged him: "Drink some water first."

After receiving the order, Lin Lang twisted the water bottle obediently slowly, took a few sips and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

Tang Yushu still couldn't figure out how Lin Lang got drunk: "After seeing Lu Li... where did you go?"

"I didn't go anywhere." Lin Lang took out from his pocket the map that he copied when his phone still had 1% battery, and showed it to Tang Yushu, "I just want to go back."

After receiving the paper, Tang Yushu was silent for a long time.

"Fortunately, I came out to look for you." While stepping into the car, he sighed faintly.

Lin Lang also clumsily put on his helmet and stepped up, ignoring Tang Yushu's words: "Yes. Fortunately."

As if he had given all his trust, Tang Yushu felt that Lin Lang put his arms around his waist from his back, and leaned his thin body against him.

Then he heard Lin Lang murmuring in the helmet:

"Tonight, you should be the only one who remembers me."

The author says:

I went to Changsha to drink milk tea three days ago... I can't write any manuscripts, and I will try my best to make up for the missing updates recently.

In addition, misjudgment...the seat belt is still taken, and it should be used in the next chapter.