soul seeker

At noon, in the cafeteria.

"Then what are you going to do now!" Tang Yishi roared sullenly after hearing the whole story.

"Hush," Song Chen tugged Tang Yi, who stood up excitedly, "Hush, it's in the cafeteria."

"Oh." Tang Yishi scratched his head and sat down, "It's impossible to go to high school while working part-time."

"Of course I know." As he spoke, Song Chen took a fork, inserted a chicken nugget from Tang Yishi's rice plate and ate it.

Seeing him like this, Tang Yi realized, yes, this guy didn't go out to buy food today.

"Where do you live now?" He rested his chin and looked at Song Chen who was eating anxiously.

"I rented a house and stayed in a hotel before, but I returned it because it was too uneconomical."

"Take me to take a look after evening self-study." He said, and gently pushed the rice plate directly in front of him.

"It's nothing fancy, it's small and dirty and broken."

"That's why I have to watch."

"Aren't you going to eat?" Song Chen who stuffed his mouth with rice asked while looking at Tang Yi.

"Ah."

At night, Song Chen and Tang Yishi walked towards the rental house.

"Tell me, how many jobs did you work in summer vacation to torture yourself like a monkey?"

"Three."

"How many copies at night?"

"One."

"The kind in the early morning?"

"Ah."

"I knew it." Tang Yishi slung his schoolbag over his shoulder, and looked up at one or two rare stars in the city.

"Where are you going?" Song Chen stopped and called Tang Yishi who was walking forward while looking at the sky in a daze.

"Ah? Arrived?" He trotted a few steps back to Song Chen's side, looked at the alley where Song Chen stopped, "Is it quite close to the school, I thought it would take a while."

"Well, this is the only good part of this house." Song Chen walked in with Tang Yi, stopped in front of the last rusty iron door, and took out the key to open the door.

Sure enough, it was about the same as I thought.Tang Yishi thought to himself looking at the alley full of garbage, sewage, and various indescribable smells.

After he entered, the narrowness of the room made him unimaginable. After putting a single bed, there was not much room to stay, and the wall on the left seemed to be of poor quality, and it looked newer than the other sides. , it looks like it just came out.

"Couldn't this just divide a big room into small ones and rent it out to a few people?"

"That's right, keep your voice down." Song Chen tiptoed to the bed and put his schoolbag on the bed, "The sound insulation effect is poor, it's late, don't disturb others."

Tang Yishi smiled wryly and sighed, "Where's your luggage? Didn't you see where the cabinet is?"

"Luggage?" The person sitting on the bed lightly kicked the suitcase under the bed with his heel, "Because there is no cabinet, so I didn't take it out."

"That's just right." Tang Yishi came over and knelt down on one knee, grabbed the handle of the suitcase and pulled the suitcase out, and said to Song Chen, "Let's go."

"Where?"

"my home."

The back seat of a taxi.

Because he hadn't had enough sleep for a long time, Song Chen looked very listless. He lowered his head and his eyes were straight.

"Although we are friends, is it too much to do so?"

"What? You don't want to leave that crappy house?"

"Of course not, I'm not a masochist. It's just that, like murder, having no motive is more disturbing."

Motivation... Tang Yishi looked at the rows of street lights that came into view from the car window and then disappeared, "How much is the rent for that small house?"

"Ah?" Tang Yishi suddenly changed the subject, and Song Chen, who was already in a daze, couldn't keep up with the rhythm, "Three hundred."

"Bring it here," Tang Yi smiled and spread his hands to him, "Don't you feel uneasy? Then you can pay the rent."

Song Chen rubbed his eyes and smiled wryly, "Please, the environment of your home is the same as that small broken house and costs [-] yuan, isn't it too obvious to send it away?"

"You don't care, I'm the landlord and I decide."

After Tang Yishi said this sentence, he fell silent. Because it was too quiet, Song Chen fell asleep within 5 minutes.

"Hey, hello!" Tang Yishi elbowed Song Chen, "Here we are, get out of the car."

Sleeping drowsily, Song Chen was stunned when he got out of the car and saw the house in front of him, thinking he was dreaming.

Although I have only been here once, and it is already a child, this house is very memorable.

"Why are you in a daze?" Tang Yishi saw him standing still, and went over to hit the back of his head, "Let's go, why are you in a daze, it's not over there, it's here." Tang Yishi pointed at him with his thumb. behind the house.

"Oh." Song Chen came back to his senses, turned around and followed Tang Yishi, walking towards his yard.This is too coincidental, right?

During the journey from the yard to the door, the experience of going to that house at the age of eight was like a revolving lantern, and the feeling of being peeped by the old woman at that time seemed to still be felt now.

"What, is there no one at home?" Song Chen asked in surprise when he took out the key to open the door when he saw Tang Yi.

"That's right." Tang Yishi went in and turned on the big and small lights.

"It's a little different from what I imagined." Song Chen came in with his luggage, "I thought your house was filled with servants, after all, the house is so big."

"There are not a lot of servants, but there is one hourly worker."

Tang Yishi walked into the kitchen and saw two plates of food covered with plastic wrap on the dining table, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"

"Aren't there only hourly workers?" Song Chen walked over and asked while nodding.

"I didn't say that hourly workers are not responsible for cooking." Tang Yishi took the porridge and put it in the microwave to heat it up. "Come here every day and be responsible for cleaning the house once a day. Before you leave, you are responsible for making supper. Well, this is probably how the job is."

"Oh." Song Chen pulled the chair and sat down.

"I don't think I can sleep well, so I haven't eaten well recently." Tang Yi took out the hot porridge and took out the spoon on the cutlery rack and put it in front of Song Chen.

"Hmm. It's probably instant noodles."

"Let me just say, how could you be so thin if you didn't sleep well." Tang Yi sat down and looked at Song Chen who was eating porridge, "There are three empty rooms with different sizes. After eating the porridge, I will show you how you like it." Which one? Oh, but I probably won’t be able to live today, after all, there is nothing.”

"Oh."

After Song Chen finished his porridge, Tang Yishi checked the time and found that it was very late, so he urged him to take a bath, "I have to do my homework after washing, I don't know how late it will be."

"Then where do I sleep today? On the sofa?" Song Chen squatted down, opened the suitcase and took out his pajamas.

"What sofa are you sleeping on? What should I do if the cleaning aunt comes tomorrow and thinks it's a thief?" Tang Yi smiled and closed his suitcase and pulled it to his room. "Sleep in my room first, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow. The bathroom is over there. .” After entering the room, he pointed to the direction of the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Song Chen came out wiping his head with a towel. Tang Yi, who was sitting at the desk, saw Song Chen coming and immediately closed the diary.

Song Chen, who thought he was doing his homework, noticed his movements, "What? Aren't you doing your homework? Oh, you're writing in your diary again? Don't worry, with a towel covering your head, plus you're just passing by, it's impossible I saw it. However, you are so afraid of being seen, and sometimes you take it to school to write, isn’t it a bit weird?”

"As long as you don't see it..." Tang Yi lowered his head and muttered.

"What?" Song Chen, who was sitting by the bed wiping his hair, thought he had heard it wrong.

"It's nothing, I'm going to take a shower." Tang Yishi put the diary in the drawer and went to the bathroom.

"He shouldn't..." Song Chen thought of his performance today, and also thought of the thing he mentioned about his secret love before.

In the bathroom, Tang Yishi stood in front of the mirror wearing pajamas.

I thought in my heart, did I really slip up and say something in a daze just now?Or... on purpose?

Now even he himself can't figure it out, ever since he fell in love with Song Chen, this feeling of wanting to tell him but afraid that he would know is like a complication of some kind of disease, and it will linger in his mind from time to time.

When he came out of the bathroom, he saw Song Chen regaining his composure and sitting at the desk doing his homework. To be honest, he was a little disappointed.

"I'll go to the study to write." He said and left the room.

In the middle of the night, in a room with the lights off, they lay face to face.

Song Chen closed his eyes, knowing that there was no one in Tang Yishi, he suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Tang Yishi who was looking at him.

"Scare me, are you still asleep?" Tang Yi looked at him with a smile.

"Aren't you too? Am I the one you like?"

Song Chen was still expressionless, but he was sure in his heart that it should be.

"Ah."

Song Chen felt that this sentence should hit Tang Yishi's most sensitive point, and he would immediately turn around or change the subject, but unexpectedly, Tang Yishi just calmed down for a few seconds and hummed the word in his throat.

And his expression was the same as his, calm as if he was chatting.

"But you won't accept it, right? Like I said before, the gain outweighs the gain." Tang Yishi looked seriously at Song Chen who was only a palm away from him.

"Well, I don't like you."

"why?"

"Because seeing you is like looking in a mirror. Every good thing about you is my shortcoming, and every good thing about you is my misfortune."

"So be it."

"Yes."

"What do you plan to do in the future?" Tang Yishi sighed and picked up his smile again, "Should I go to work after finishing high school, or go to college? Shouldn't the funds be enough?"

"Yes, can you help me?"

"Hey, do ordinary people do this?" Tang Yishi turned over to look at the ceiling, with his hands under his head, "Don't you feel guilty after dumping someone just now and asking someone to help you?"

"Yes, but I can't help it. If you just leave the society after graduating from high school, it's just a part-time job. So, can you help me?"

"It's really cunning," Tang Yishi turned his face and looked at him through the gap between his arms, "Do you think I can refuse? Well, hurry up and sleep, it's almost dawn, and I have to get up early in the morning."

Having said that, Tang Yi, who turned his back to Song Chen, didn't close his eyes all night, his sad mood was like a bowl of water that was just full, not too much, and it wouldn't overflow.