[Bottle Evil] Sleepless

Frowning, he poked out a hand from under the quilt, groped like a storm, brought the phone in front of him, and then stretched out his eyelids—46:[-].Squeezed out an extended "fuck" sound from his mouth, his eyelids closed immediately as if they were heavy, he threw off the phone, lifted the quilt and stuffed his head into the bed, the noise upstairs did not abate at all, a few minutes passed, and a low voice After swearing at her, he threw off the quilt and threw it on the bed, and then a carp straightened up, jumping up from the bed with his messy hair.

All the way to the bathroom, the sound of the electric drill was deafening, as if the house was about to be demolished.Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of hammering again, and after that, there was another electric drill... After washing up patiently, he couldn't help rubbing his ears.Back in the living room, after turning on the TV, I lay down on the sofa and ate the half piece of bread left on the tea table.After changing several channels in a row, I finally stopped on a rerun of a dating show.It's become so popular recently, his mother loves to watch this very much, and keeps watch every issue on time.He was mentioned several times to sign up for him, which made him almost jump. Fortunately, his father strongly opposed it, saying that his son is not unacceptable, why would he be humiliated by female guests on the show.

He put down the remote control and began to concentrate on studying how the female guest humiliated the male guest and how she desperately improved herself.After watching it for a while, I lost interest.The male guest was good-looking, and he started to sell himself hard as soon as he stepped on the stage. To put it mildly, the lights of most of the female guests were still on after a few rounds.But when he reported his monthly salary, the important point came, and half of the lights on the scene went out in succession.Wu Xie laughed at that moment, took out a piece of paper and wiped his hands stuck to the bread crumbs, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the coffee table, put it in his mouth, took out the lighter and lit it.

Suddenly I thought of Zhang Qiling and the dream yesterday.

Smoke came out of his nostrils and mouth, rolling around him like ocean waves, but he didn't know where to go.

After a while, he stubbed out his cigarette, got up and walked over to turn off the TV, took out his laptop from the bedroom most affected by the noise, returned to the living room and half-lyed on the sofa, bent his knees, and put the notebook on his lap , press the power button.After opening the browser, I immediately called up the search engine. After a moment of hesitation, I lit another cigarette before putting my hands on the keyboard. After a few clicks, the word "gay" appeared in the search bar.

After a pause, he hit enter.

When Wu Xie woke up, the noise upstairs was gone.The living room was pitch black, and the laptop was still pressed against his lap, but the battery had been exhausted and turned off.Upstairs is still a bit noisy, and you can hear the muffled sound of chairs being dragged and noisy calls.Mop is having a party again.

He took out his phone to check the time, it was past nine o'clock.I fell asleep around four o’clock in the afternoon, and I have been surfing the Internet since I got up in the morning. I charged the computer once during the lunch time.

He propped himself up and sat up straight, put the computer on the single sofa next to him, and was about to turn on the light when the mobile phone next to his leg vibrated suddenly.The screen draws a light path in the dark space, the color is cold, but his heart is hot.

After staring at the caller ID for a few seconds, he lay back on the sofa again and connected the call.

"Hello, are you home?"

"Hmm." The voice was still faint.

Wu Xie asked, "Did you eat?"

There was a "hmm" over there, and both ends fell silent at the same time.

It's always like this, a question-and-answer format.He dialed the phone, he looked for topics, but he was willing.The words from last night are still printed in my mind, so clear.I feel that no matter how long it takes, I will never forget it, at least that feeling will never be forgotten even after death.

Just as Wu Xie was about to speak, an astonishing crackling voice suddenly came from upstairs—"You have to love after death, and you can't be happy if you don't love it!" Then there was another bang, bang, bang, and someone smashed the wine bottle.

Zhang Qiling's voice came over: "Aren't you at home?"

Wu Xie hurriedly said: "Yes, I just woke up after sleeping for a long time. It's a bit noisy upstairs." It's not just a little bit.

Zhang Qiling asked: "Often?"

Wu Xie hurriedly laughed twice: "Occasionally. If you want to do this often, I'll go up and fight with him!" As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach suddenly twitched, and he couldn't help frowning, and stretched out his hand to cover his stomach , the stomach was pulled violently again, this time it was too violent, and there was an inhalation sound from his mouth.

"what happened?"

Still did not escape his ears.

Clutching his stomach tightly with his palms, Wu Xie gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and remained silent for a while, waited for the pain to subside a little before adjusting his breathing, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, I hit the corner of the table with my hand." After finishing speaking However, God seemed to be deliberately revenge on him, a more severe pain than last time hit him suddenly, and he couldn't help taking a deep breath.Stomach began to churn.

"What floor do you live on?"

Wu Xie was taken aback, and reported the number of floors.

The other side asked again: "Trade number?" Wu Xie told the truth, and wanted to ask back, but the call was cut off suddenly.Without thinking about it, he put away his phone and got up and ran to the bathroom. As soon as he got close to the toilet, he opened his mouth and vomited.Seeing the contents of the toilet, the nausea surged up again, reaching my throat, and I opened my mouth to vomit again.With one hand propped on the water pump, he buried his head and panted heavily, then raised his other hand to press the flush button.

Accompanied by the sound of water, he suddenly thought of something, turned around and rushed back to the living room.Walking to the door, he stretched out his hand and twisted the metal doorknob, opened the door a crack, turned around and rushed back to the bathroom.

Zhang Qiling was slightly startled when he saw the half-closed door.On the surface, he pushed open the door calmly.The living room was dark, and he called out "Wu Xie" in a low voice, but there was no echo. He reached out to touch the wall next to him, and quickly found the light switch.The living room was immediately filled with warm lights, and the first thing that caught the eye was the sofa piled up with brown pillows, and the coffee table with most of its body buried in sundries.

Finding the bathroom with the lights on, Wu Xie's back leaning on the toilet came into view at the same time, almost pouring into it.Hearing the sound of footsteps, he paused for a moment, then turned around, his frowned brows suddenly relaxed for a moment, and the next second, a gentle smile bloomed on his slightly pale face.

"Why so fast? Points deducted for speeding depends on what you do."

"Forget it when it's finished." Zhang Qiling said lightly, and at the same time strode up to him, stretched out a hand to support his back, "Go to the hospital." Looking at the toilet, there was only a layer of yellow water floating on it, rarely There are other things, and the eyebrows tighten.

Wu Xie's back trembled slightly under the palm of his hand, and then he raised his head and stretched out his hand to push him: "I just took the medicine, I'll be fine after a good night's sleep. How can the elders be so delicate?" Seeing Zhang Qiling He didn't move, and then gently pushed his waist, "Since you're here, sit down for a while and go to the living room to watch TV. The water glass is in the low cabinet next to the TV. I'll come out right away."

Zhang Qiling took two steps back and pulled his hands away, but his eyes still stayed on his face: "Go to the hospital, are you listening?"

Unexpectedly, he would say that, a trace of astonishment flashed across Wu Xie's face, then he frowned, grinned and said, "Do you believe me when I say I'm afraid of injections?"

There was no change on Zhang Qiling's face, but some indescribable emotions flashed in his black and angry pupils.The two stared at each other in silence for a long time, Zhang Qiling turned around, and just after taking two steps, he heard Wu Xie call "brother", the impatience in his tone could not be hidden, and it was easy to reveal, "Take a break, No hurries?"

It turned out that he was going to leave.

Zhang Qiling stopped, looked back at him, and opened his mouth, the sound of punching and shouting came down like a tide from upstairs, accompanied by the sound of a wine bottle being knocked down, probably hitting the floor, it was very loud.Zhang Qiling frowned, but didn't say much, nodded to Wu Xie and turned back to the living room.

There was the sound of running water in the bathroom, Wu Xie was probably washing his face and brushing his teeth.Zhang Qiling sat on the sofa for a few minutes, then stood up again, and began to tidy up the messy coffee table in front of him.Throw the plastic bottle into the trash can, put the fruit knife back into the fruit bowl with only three apples.When he picked up the ashtray and emptied it into the trash can, he frowned at the thick half ashtray.He took out an empty packaging bag from the pile of snacks, and there were scattered bread crumbs accumulated at the bottom of the bag. He turned the back and glanced at the production date, and immediately crumpled the plastic packaging into a crumpled ball and threw it into the bucket. .He immediately checked the production dates of several other snacks—half a pack of Oreo biscuits, a bag of unopened beef jerky, two barrels of Abby potato chips, and finally threw them all into the full trash can .

When Wu Xie returned to the living room with his back bowed, what he saw was Zhang Qiling sitting on the sofa with his arms folded, looking up at the scene of smoking on the ceiling, his vision was a little empty, and others would never be able to see through what he was thinking.Instead of a blue hoodie, a formal white shirt was worn today, but the tie was gone and the neckline was open to reveal smooth skin.I put on a black sweater. I don't know if it's because of the clothes or because I haven't seen him for a few days. It feels like the sense of distance has increased.Most of the things on the coffee table are missing, and the rest are neatly arranged.Suddenly felt embarrassed—he lived alone, and rarely brought friends home, so he didn't pay attention to these details.I often feel lazy when I come home from get off work, and the coffee table becomes more and more messy. Although it is cleaned regularly, it is not very bad, but it still does not give people a clean and tidy feeling. Every time the mother sees it, she says this is the result of the lack of a woman .

Even Zhang Qiling couldn't stand it now.

Wu Xie stood there without moving, Zhang Qiling suddenly put out the cigarette butt, stood up and met his gaze, and said amidst the loud noise upstairs, "Go to my place tonight." He said and looked up The ceiling, "it's like this."

The car I rode a week ago, Wu Xie