Suishuihe

Xie Tingyu and Wu Wensheng arrived quickly.

At this time, Guan Yue was sitting across from each other to watch the sympathy between the two little drunk cats.

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded behind him, Guan Yue turned his head, and sure enough, he saw two people coming one after the other.

"Come on, if you don't come, someone will pick you up." Guan Yue looked at the anxiety on their faces, and teased, "Fortunately, I'm here today, otherwise how could the two drunken beauties sit here and wait peacefully?" Are you here to pick it up?"

Guan Yue was Xie Tingyu's childhood friend, and later became acquainted with Wu Wensheng, and the three of them often drank in this bar opened by Guan Yue.

Guan Yue is a prodigal son who plays games in the world, with a flamboyant mouth.

Xie Tingyu and Wu Wensheng ignored his teasing and went to the sofa to pick up their drunk beauty.

Looking at the intimate movements of the two on the sofa, although they didn't show much, the corners of their mouths still twitched, and their expressions were not very good-looking.

Jiang Sheng was half picked up by Wu Wensheng, and he squinted his eyes for a long time before he recognized the person in front of him, "Hey, are you here?"

Foolishly leaning into people's arms.

Wu Wensheng stroked his little curly hair, feeling much better.

Zhou Suihe has been very quiet, wondering if he recognizes the person holding him.His face was blushing, and his eyes were full of spring water, and the waves were slightly rippling.After being drunk, he lost his usual alienation and indifference, and leaned quietly in Xie Tingyu's arms, looking very dependent.

Xie Tingyu whispered in his ear if he had a headache.

"This is your little wife who ran away for seven years?" Guan Yue knew about Xie Tingyu and helped him find someone back then.

Xie Tingyu glanced at him, "If you have nothing to do, read more reports and less novels, the bar is about to collapse."

Guan Yue jumped, "What do you know, this is a high-end bar, and the people who come here are either rich or expensive."

Xie Tingyu: "Oh."

"Not to mention, the real person looks better than the photos, look at this little figure."

Xie Tingyu pushed Guan Yue's head that kept approaching, "Stay away."

Feeling the disgust of Xie Tingyu, Guan Yue turned his attention to Jiang Sheng again.

"The little curly hair has curled a lot."

Jiang Sheng felt the disturbing hand above his head, raised his head and complained to Guan Yue: "Don't touch my little scroll."

His tone was fierce.

Wu Wensheng patted off Guan Yue's hand, "Don't touch him, he'll be angry soon."

After being deflated twice in a row, Guan Yue had already despaired of the so-called brotherhood, he sighed, stood aside and made the gesture of seeing off the guests, "It's better to leave, gentlemen."

Outside the bar, Xie Tingyu and Wu Wensheng glanced at each other, and the image of two drunk people cuddling each other in the bar just now came to mind again.

The expressions of the two changed again and again.

Silence is the bleak autumn wind tonight.

Normally, Wu Wensheng would always ask the two brothers to pat Xie Tingyu on the shoulder and say goodbye.

In the end, Wu Wensheng hugged Jiang Sheng horizontally, and said very bluntly: "Let's go."

"Ah."

Only Xie Tingyu and the drunk Zhou Suihe were left at the door.

Xie Tingyu wanted to carry Zhou Suihe to the car, but Zhou Suihe broke free from his embrace and staggered forward alone.

Hurrying to follow, Xie Tingyu's hand that wanted to help him was repeatedly waved away by Zhou Suihe.

"Where do you want to go, I'll take you there, okay?" Seeing him walking crookedly, Xie Tingyu was afraid of falling, so she could only follow him closely, in case she could catch him at any time.

"Let me support you, the road is a bit dark, I'm afraid you will fall."

"Xiao Hemiao is obedient, tell me where you want to go, and I will take you there."

"I don't want you to bring it,... I don't want you." Zhou Suihe walked along the sidewalk, occasionally holding on to the lamppost, but he didn't fall down.

Walking to a small square, there are some young people who come out to play, and a middle-aged man playing the guitar, surrounded by people listening to music.The sound of the piano is low and hoarse, matching his smoky voice, as if telling a story about life.

Zhou Suihe stood in the circle of people, just filling a vacancy in the circle.

When the song was over, Zhou Suihe walked up to the singer, and the middle-aged man offered him the guitar.

Xie Tingyu stood where Zhou Suihe had just stood, looking at the gentle eyebrows and eyes of the person in the middle of the crowd, and plucked the strings with his slender fingers.

He sang a song, a song sung by his favorite singer.

我 是 心门 上 了 锁 扇 扇 窗

任 寒风 来来 去 不 上

这些 年 无法 的 风霜

看来 格外 的 凄凉

风来 时 撩拨 的 忧伤

像 整 个 季节 的 狂欢

The crooning and guitar sound stopped abruptly, and he couldn't sing the next line.

Let's start from the beginning, like a dream like a flower.Someone told him to start all over again, but he didn't even have the courage to face up to these words.

At this moment, Xie Tingyu understood his sudden stop, and also knew his fear of starting again.A lot of distress and guilt swept over him. It was he who failed to protect Zhou Suihe well, which made him shy away from everything he deserved.

Because I have lost it, even if I have the chance to have it again, I dare not fight for it.

Zhou Suihe, I hold this opportunity in your hands. You don't need to fight for it, and you don't need to waste your energy trying to keep it. You just have to keep going.

Zhou Suihe, will you accept it?

On the road covered with warm yellow lights, Xie Tingyu chased the shadow of Zhou Suihe.

The sound of footsteps not too far behind him disturbed Zhou Suihe with a splitting headache, he stopped suddenly, turned around, and said, "Don't follow me, I'm already sober."

"I'm worried, I'll send you home and leave."

Always so stubborn, insisting on leaving traces of Xie Tingyu in his life, obviously they have been separated for many years, why don't they let it go?

Zhou Suihe almost shouted, "Xie Tingyu, can you stop being so self-righteous, I said I don't want you, I don't want you, you are always so domineering, you were like this seven years ago, and you will still be like this seven years later."

A hole was cut in his emotions, and he was caught off guard like a volcano erupting. He cried loudly and squatted on the ground.

"I don't want you, I hate you."

"Why do you hate me?" Xie Tingyu also squatted down, seeing the person in front of him crying so sadly, he said he hated him hoarsely, his heart seemed to be cut by a sharp knife, and tears fell unconsciously.

"You bullied me, your parents bullied me, you all bullied me." Tonight's drunkenness gave Zhou Suihe courage, and he explained the grievances buried deep in his heart that he couldn't tell.

Xie Tingyu's hand that wanted to hug him suddenly stopped. Although he had already guessed the truth of the matter, Zhou Suihe still found it hard for him to tell the truth.

"Really...they forced you away." Xie Tingyu's voice was hoarse.

"I can't keep anything, I have nothing." Zhou Suihe hugged his leg, which seemed to make his arms less empty.

His name is Suihe, which was chosen by his father. I hope he can gain something every year he grows up.

Wo every year, harvest every year.

But every stage of his life seemed to be lost.

He was born plain, with a plain personality and popularity. After living for more than 20 years, he couldn't learn to be calm. He was neither tough nor too fragile.

"You have me, Zhou Suihe, take a look at me."

"I don't want, don't..."

"What do you want? I can give it to you."

Zhou Suihe looked up at him slowly, "I want Xie Tingyu in my seven years."

Xie Tingyu was dumb for a moment.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I..." I can't give it.

Xie Tingyu complained during those days when he was struggling to find something but couldn't find it. He thought it was Zhou Suihe who gave up their love.When the dust was blown away, when all the helplessness and necessity were spread out in front of Xie Tingyu, besides his distress, he also blamed himself.He didn't know how Zhou Suihe was forced by his parents to leave the place where he lived and the person he liked.He's so shy, has he made any new friends?The answer is self-evident. After grandma passed away, Zhou Suihe lived alone for five or six years.

Xie Tingyu suddenly remembered the night before Zhou Suihe left, he was crying for a candy for tomorrow.If he gave him that candy, would there be one more tomorrow?Or if he walks slower, will he see the clue from Zhou Suihe's eyes.

Life is long and complicated, young people are simple and conceited, they think they can protect the one they like, but they lose their sweetheart at the best age.The following years, like the vines growing from the tree trunk, can no longer find the simplicity of the original indomitable progress.

In Zhou Suihe's life, loneliness is an eternal scar.He held his scars in the crowd, acting as a normal person who didn't fit in.Xie Tingyu suddenly appeared and pulled him into the crowd. When he gradually got used to the excitement, he had to leave sadly.

He could have endured loneliness, if he had never seen warmth, but the residual warmth after the warmth receded made his loneliness even more desolate.

"You can't give it, right? I have lived alone for a long time, without Xie Tingyu, without grandma. I am a small seedling, staying alone in the soil, no one waters me, and no one takes me home. I I'm going to die of thirst." Zhou Suihe stood up, staggered forward, and seemed to be getting more drunk.