howling breath

——"This night, you should be the only one who remembers me."

Lin Lang also liked to drink a little wine when he was an undergraduate.

I don't have much drinking power, and I often use a cup of cheap draft beer for 2 yuan to reap the joy of being slightly drunk.Then I hid in my rented house, wrote, slept, dreamed...seeing heavy rain.

Heavy Rain is an illusory character that can only appear in Lin Lang's dream, a gentle town made up entirely by consciousness.

Knowing the illusion, Lin Lang is willing to indulge in it and does not intend to extricate himself.

Lin Lang knew that he did not have the quality of "self-improvement".

For myself who got lost on the streets of unfamiliar cities in the early hours of the morning, "drinking some wine" is the only affordable and effective way to relieve emotions.When you're on the verge of breaking down, three cans of beer are enough to escape the devastated reality, and it doesn't matter which street or bench you're drunk on.

Let's wait until dawn to talk about the rest.

This kind of deception is very similar to his usual self-no matter how difficult his life is, just rush into the dream without hesitation to look for the heavy rain.

Shameful to escape, but really useful.

So Lin Lang held the "hand-painted map" and wandered through the grand night of this gorgeous city without any expectations.Occasionally looking sideways at the crowds of pedestrians, Lin Lang felt chills again.

Lin Lang felt that he was drunk—it wasn't that he was unconscious, his mind was still clear and clear, it was just that all his senses were magnified.So much so that when Tang Yushu called to stop at a certain intersection, Lin Lang couldn't trust his vision and hearing for a long time.

Beautiful, unreal.

Fortunately, Tang Yushu was real, the arm that pulled him into the car was real, and the broad back was real - when leaning on it, Lin Lang realized that he was completely drunk now.

In a trance, I remembered that I seemed to be uncontrollable, and blurted out a sentence that made me feel ashamed...

But don't care about him.

This boy named Tang Yushu was not familiar to Lin Lang, but he was too real.

A city defense that is so real that one would be willing to be captured.

So from that second, Lin Lang fell into a dream completely and peacefully.

There was heavy rain in the dream.

Lin Lang, who was strangled by the embarrassment of reality and couldn't breathe, lay in the heavy rain's arms and breathed desperately, fast and greedy.

In a daze, Lin Lang noticed something strange—the heavy rain this time was warm.It was different from the heavy rain that was just a phantom in the past.But because he knew that he was drunk, and his senses were unreliable, so Lin Lang didn't bother to delve into the scorching temperature, but asked him for tenderness and lingering habitually.

Lin Lang also kissed Da Yu's lips - the fresh touch that he had tasted for the first time ever.After entangled with his lips and tongue, he even took a soft breath.It seems that the heavy rain is no longer an illusory shadow, but a flesh and blood person.

It was just that the subsequent actions were stopped by the heavy rain.

Whether it was stopped, or his dream was dissipated... Lin Lang didn't remember either.

Dreams are like that, fragmented.

Dreaming is very similar to being drunk, both are very metaphysical experiences.

Lin Lang liked this feeling - dizzy.The boundaries between the senses became extremely blurred, and it was hard to tell whether I had touched his breath or smelled his outline.It's just that in the chaos, I feel his existence without fear.

If possible, Lin Lang wanted to indulge in it forever and never wake up again.

Lin Lang's head was extremely heavy when he woke up.

Before his vision was completely clear, Lin Lang vaguely saw himself sleeping on a strange bed with an arm in his arms and a dark complexion.Lin Lang was covered in cold sweat, pushed his arms away, and sat up abruptly, only to realize that Tang Yushu was beside him.

"Eh?!"

"you're awake?"

"This……"

"You drank too much. It was three o'clock when I found you - I can't go back to school, so I'll take you to a hotel."

Lin Lang was stunned for a moment before checking himself... no bedwetting.He slept with his clothes on, his shirt squeezed and crumpled.I looked around again, it was a place I couldn't afford...

"How much does it cost?" Lin Lang got up from the other side of the bed and got off the ground.

"No money. I have their card."

"Isn't the money in the card money?"

"Oh, it's okay." Tang Yushu responded behind Lin Lang, and also got off the ground: "You don't have to worry - can I let you wander on the street?"

"Yes." Lin Lang turned into the bathroom and walked to the sink, and straightened his appearance in front of the mirror: "I'm not who you are."

On the contrary, Tang Yushu walked to the door of the bathroom like a follower, as if what Lin Lang said was unreasonable: "I...is Tang Yushu!"

Lin Lang was amused by him, but he didn't smile.I just teased him secretly in my heart: I asked who I belong to you, and you said you were Tang Yushu...it seemed like you Tang Yushu belonged to me.

After slandering him, he felt embarrassed.

But Tang Yushu didn't know what Lin Lang was thinking, but seeing him finally wake up, he was very happy: "Hey! You don't know how dangerous you were yesterday - you were so drunk that you walked slowly! I found When you arrived, you were crossing the sidewalk, and the green light was counting down, and you were only halfway there—fortunately, my car was right next to you, so I caught you!"

While lamenting this "fortunately", he also punched his chest twice with his fist, as if to show off that he is Lin Lang's great hero.

Lin Lang had mixed feelings, so he wiped his face with the faucet, and without thanking him, he turned around and asked Tang Yushu who was leaning on the bathroom doorframe, "How much does this room cost?"

Tang Yushu frowned, and confessed: "I really don't know..."

Got it.Your son's bold spending habits... Lin Lang sighed: "It's better for you to leave me alone - I guess this kind of hotel with carved beams and painted buildings will cost at least... 500 jumps?"

Tang Yushu was honest, shook his head and said, "I don't know the exact amount, but it must be thousands."

"..." Lin Lang felt that poverty limited his imagination, so he was quiet for a moment, but still said to Tang Yushu in a stubborn tone: "I know...but I will only give you 500, after all, you have used half of this room. "

After saying this, Lin Lang felt that he was quite a white-eyed wolf-if he really wanted to settle the account with others, would the locomotive gas money count?Does the labor cost of running around in the middle of the night count?

But Lin Lang's worry is also here: If you, Tang Yushu, don't have the heart of a bodhisattva and don't come to me, don't worry about me, why should I owe you a debt of favor?

Tang Yushu didn't speak.A pensive expression.

Lin Lang didn't speak either.One is that I have nothing to say, and the other is that I am a little scared.

After being quiet for a long time, Tang Yushu finally came out of his contemplative expression, his dark eyes lit up: "Then... shall I take you back to school? Or do you want to play? ——What do you want to play? Do you want to go? Playing arcade machines? There are arcade machines in the nearby shopping malls, and there seems to be an ice skating rink! Can you skate? There is also a chain of grilled fish in the shopping mall, and there is Haidilao——Is the authentic Sichuan-Chongqing hot pot too difficult for you outsiders? Digested? Do you like Thai food?"

Lin Lang was a little speechless: the co-author of this guy's deep look just now was not angry because of himself, but he was planning to have fun?

"Go back to school." I can't afford what you said.

Tang Yushu nodded: "Then I'll take you back."

"A locomotive, right?"

"Correct."

"Farewell, I'm afraid."

"Didn't you take my car last night?"

"That's because I drank too much."

Tang Yushu was quiet for a while: "Then I'll take the subway back with you!"

"Where's your car?"

"I asked hotel security to drive me back to school."

"..."

Tang Yushu was like a puppy that couldn't be shaken off.Lin Lang noticed that he had a good impression of him, and he also benefited from the feeling of being followed by him.

I don't know why: Tang Yushu is obviously by his side, but Lin Lang's mind is full of memories of every fragment of contact with Tang Yushu.

After thinking for a long time, Lin Lang came up with an answer that he didn't want to accept—or rather, he didn't dare.

Feeling ridiculous and pathetic: like a whore who doesn't know how to respect himself.

He never even had any romantic encounter with Tang Yushu, nor did he have any lingering past; only one night, he was found by him under a streetlight at a certain intersection, and he was favored by him, so he dared to imagine whether he had something for him. Excessive friendship.

The expectations for him are so absurd, but once they are born...it seems difficult to restrain them.

But what do you deserve...

He is a heroic and stalwart young son, and he is just a bandit or warbler walking in the dark night.

He resigned from the hall downstairs and rewarded you with a little ration... How dare you reach out and ask him for more?

When standing in the subway car, Tang Yushu was still chattering about where there was fun and where there was good food.Lin Lang's desire for food and drink has always been low, and he has no interest in such conversations, so he only allocated two or three points of attention to perfunctory Tang Yushu.

The remaining seven or eight minutes are all ruminating on the experience from last night to this moment.

Tang Yushu's enthusiasm for himself stems from the fact that he is a kind person.

But because of this, I developed enthusiasm for him... In comparison, it seems dark and despicable-the two are on the top of two cliff-like classes, and my favorability seems to be a bit clinging; This kind of radiant person has always radiated warmth to the surroundings without hesitation, but how lucky is he to be lucky enough to return it in a self-righteous manner?

You are not worthy...

Negating himself again, and laughing at his mentality of being a car with arms, Lin Lang shook his head and scattered the messy thoughts that sprouted in his head, determined to recognize his embarrassing identity.

Rather than thinking wildly, think about the column you're going to write this week.

Probably because of drinking alcohol last night, I got angry and developed ulcers. There is a slight pain on the inside of the lower lip, like a small wound.Due to the deceleration of the subway arriving at the station, Lin Lang, who was unable to stand still, accidentally bit the wound with his teeth.

He took a deep breath and pressed his lips lightly with his index knuckles.

This subtle movement was caught by Tang Yushu's sight.

"The lips...are broken?"

"Ah."

Tang Yushu looked a little strange, his dark face suddenly flushed, and he didn't know what he was worrying about.After a moment of distress, Tang Yushu bumped Lin Lang with his elbow, and then said something that Lin Lang could never forget in his life:

He had a sad face: "I...that first kiss, I'm not very good at kissing."

"What?" Lin Lang was in a fog.

He regretted endlessly: "If you didn't frown and dodge at that time, I wouldn't know that I bit you..."

"What?" Lin Lang's back stiffened.

Tang Yushu was even more frightened by Lin Lang's expression. He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and quickly said, "I didn't take advantage of others! You were the one who insisted on dragging me to kiss you after drinking too much, and why don't you touch my..."

Lin Lang stretched out his hand to signal Tang Yushu to shut up in public.The hangover caused Lin Lang to feel a headache.

Didn't wet the bed last night though.

But the embarrassing effect...was about the same.

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They are so nice.