(FR. Zuo Boyao)

Frank and I have experienced life and death together.

He poured the hot noodles into the soup and sprinkled them with green scallions, and I took them to the table on the other side of the kitchen, two bowls in total, and a plate of sauced beef.

Frank washed his hands again before he came to take a seat. He was wearing a white T-shirt, and he looked relaxed and natural. I think he is more attractive than other times.

"What to drink?" he asked me.

I replied: "Nothing to drink."

Probably, he noticed that I was laughing all the time today, so he asked, "Are you happy?"

"Hmm." I nodded.

I am really happy. As the epidemic gradually eases, the day when I return to the track is getting closer, and the rehearsal of the band can also be put on the agenda. I say that I don’t miss people and things in Beijing, but now, I am looking forward to going back. .

Wuhan, carrying the last warmth between me and Frank, here is a blue-gray utopia.

After returning home, he became busy, and I also became busy, and I would no longer have any special opinions on him. At that time, we would be real and ordinary friends.

The spring breeze is getting warmer and warmer.

I threw the helmet on the car seat, and when I got out of the car, the sun shone on my face, and the scorching heat told me that I had been away from that riverside city for many, many days.

It's been almost two months, and now I know Cen Lingyi and I'm dating her.

We met in the racing group. She was born in Beijing and grew up in Hong Kong. Her parents are descendants of wealthy businessmen from the two places. She speaks Mandarin well, with a little accent, which sounds quite pleasant to my ears.

While chatting in the group, I accidentally discovered that she and I lived in the same isolation hotel, so we got to know each other like this.

We both like racing cars, understand band culture, and have both studied in the United States. Therefore, if there is a lot to talk about, she has graduated from university and plans to study for graduate school in Beijing.

My mother said: "Your girlfriend's name sounds like a Hong Kong person."

"You're so boring." I said.

During this period of time, I basically lived in my aunt's house on the Golden Port side. I went home several times to get things. I was very happy that I didn't see Wu Rui again.

I asked Cen Lingyi: "Do you know any handsome Hong Kong guys? Introduce one to my mother."

"sure."

"I'll show you my mother's picture, and you can see what she looks like." I anxiously lay down on the sofa and flipped through my phone. Cen Lingyi sat over and watched it with me.

She said: "Actually, there is no need. I have seen pictures of my aunt on the Internet. She is so young and elegant."

"Elegant? Seriously?"

I handed the phone to her and urged, "Look, who is it with?"

"Does she like the uncle or the younger brother? Is it better to be over 30 or over 40?"

"Just... don't be too old, don't be too young, think about it, thank you."

Cen Lingyi laughed "hahaha", she nodded and said, "Okay, but maybe the best qualifications I know are not good enough for her."

This matter can only be regarded as my whim, after all, my mother did not really break up with Wu Rui, and I spent an afternoon talking and laughing with Cen Lingyi, she put on makeup, wore black suspenders and skinny jeans, and insisted on being with me Take a selfie together.

I asked her to send me the picture.

"What?" she asked.

I said, "I want to post to Moments."

After making coffee and pizza for afternoon tea, Cen Lingyi sent me two group photos, and two photos of her alone. I was sitting on the sofa, and she was kneeling and lying on my back, saying: "Now the official announcement, Will it affect your flirting with girls?"

I turned my head to look at her with some doubts, and in the next moment, I understood that in her heart, she didn't believe that I would be dedicated, to be precise, she didn't believe that people like me would be dedicated.

She is still laughing.

I said, "Who has a girlfriend and still flirts with her?"

She was silent for a while, took a deep breath, then laughed, nodded, and said, "Yes, yes."

"Don't worry, I'm not that bad."

"Sorry," said Cen Lingyi, resting her chin on my shoulder, "but she does look bad, maybe because she is so handsome."

I don't know how long the relationship with Cen Lingyi will be. Now I am only 21 years old and she is only 23 years old.

So, you really don't need to think about it that much.

In short, I have been very happy with her for so long. We went to Jingang racing car, went to the vegetable market, and learned how to cook together. One weekend, I went to her grandpa’s house, a private courtyard, where fish were fed. , raised birds, and several beautiful cats, two puppies.

She introduced me to her family and said, "My friend, we drive race cars together."

It's exactly what I want, after all, if you really meet the elders as a boyfriend, it will cause their misunderstanding, thinking that we are about to talk about marriage.

In the corner of the living room is Frank's birthday present for me.

But many days after my birthday, I didn’t open it. It was a dark blue paper bag with a small box inside. I guess it was a business-style accessory, and it was very expensive.

From what I know of Frank, he will definitely be obsessed with returning the favor of the watch.

Cen Lingyi came to my side again, she accidentally spilled a large glass of water on the gift, then wiped it off in a hurry, and said sorry to me.

I said, "It's okay."

There was a lot of water in the paper bag, and the box was almost soaked, so I unwrapped the gift naturally. Who would have thought that the things inside were completely different from what I had imagined.

They are four cups that are not very regular and not very good-looking.

"Wow, handmade ceramic cups." Cen Lingyi said.

I quickly explained: "It's a birthday present from a friend, and I haven't had time to open it."

The colors of the cups are different, and the patterns on them are also different, brown-yellow kitten on the yellow background, blue-gray rabbit on the dark blue background, pink sheep on the red background, light brown puppy on the light blue background.

There are also Chinese characters cat and rabbit written on the bottom of the small animal, and the other two are words I don't know, probably in German.

Frank wrote on the card: Yes, the cup is made by myself, you can tell it at a glance, happy birthday, Ethan.

Cen Lingyi's evaluation is "good intentions".

"It's so naive." I pouted and said.

I don't know when, Frank really seemed to be a different person. He was very different from the first time I met him. Although he had a young face, at that time, he was overly stable and even a little gloomy at certain times.

Now, sometimes it's as naive as a child.

Two weeks later, I suddenly received a call from Frank in the evening. He said, "I found a good hotpot this time. Didn't you say you want to eat Chongqing hotpot? The owner of this restaurant is from Chongqing."

"Oh," I said, "I can't go, if you want to eat, you can eat it yourself, thank you."

"I mean...your girlfriend can come too."

"Hilde Frank," I called out his full name aloud, I was a little angry, but suppressed it as much as possible, lowered my voice casually, and said, "I'm really angry, really, I won't lie to you."

"I really... have no other meaning." He was so cautious, which made me feel sad.

"You still don't understand and you don't know," I said with a calm expression, but my eyes were already sore and swollen.

The words were interrupted by choking, and he took two deep breaths.

I continued: "Do you understand?"

"Sorry, Ethan."

"I don't need it, I really don't need your apology." I sniffed, desperately pulling out paper, and then sat down on the low sofa in the bedroom alone.

The horrible wound healed slowly and with difficulty, and a camouflage-like skin was regenerated, but it was as thin as a cicada's wing.

So, a phone call with a seemingly pure purpose broke my head again.

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