[Bottle Evil] Sleepless

Qi Ling smiled.There were few tourists on this section of the road, so he came over and got closer, rubbing Wu Xie's fingers with the back of his hand.Seeing that he didn't speak, Wu Xie frowned, opened his mouth a few times, but didn't say anything after all.

Going out of the veranda and walking along the shore of Daming Lake, the sky has turned purple, from shallow to deep, the purple thickens into orange red, and penetrates below the water level from mid-air, and the two sides are smudged with nearly black deep purple.The human voice gradually weakened, like boiling water turned off the fire, and slowly cooled down.The shadows of the two people were burned on the stone road, connecting as one.

Wu Xie didn't speak all the way.

Zhang Qiling finally said: "She arranged for me to report with Huo Ling."

Wu Xie took another two steps, pulled his gaze away from the shadow, and turned to look at Zhang Qiling: "Huo Ling?"

Zhang Qiling nodded.

As a senior, his intention to do such a thing could not be more obvious.Chen Pi Asi also has friendship with the Huo family, judging from Huo Ling's attitude towards Zhang Qiling, it is very likely that she will go to Wenjin. ——Wen Jin is not a troublesome person, even Wu Xie's matter, unless Wu Yiqiong and his wife mentioned it to her, she would not be a troublesome person.

Wu Xie looked at Zhang Qiling again, and sure enough, he had pre-planned what he would say during the day, and now he couldn't make a fart with three sticks.After thinking for a moment, he said, "Mr. Chen is very nice."

Zhang Qiling asked: "What's for dinner?"

The topic turned bad enough.

Wu Xie can't hold on to it, otherwise he will be like a shrew.Just said: "I don't understand, listen to you."

Zhang Qiling turned to look at him, nodded, and took out his mobile phone.The light at dusk was so soft that Wu Xie could barely see the tenderness seeping from his eyes. Like spring water, hissing out one by one, all poured into Wu Xie's heart, Wu Xie could hear the splash of water The crisp sound, greeted more greedily - can't fill it up, never can't fill it up.

Wu Xie couldn't help reflecting.

The restaurant they chose was not too far from the hotel, so they didn't take a taxi after eating, so they simply walked back.The middle section is not a commercial street, pedestrians are passing by in twos and threes, all the noise is deposited like limescale, and so are all kinds of complicated moods.The night wind blew coolly, poured it into the T-shirt, and washed away the layer of sweat accumulated from the restaurant on the skin.

Wu Xie suddenly said: "Qin Haiting has basically stabilized."

Zhang Qiling was looking ahead. Hearing this, he suddenly turned his head to look at him—after sending Qin Yan away, Wu Xie never mentioned Qin Haiting again, and it is not clear whether he will contact him again, and of course he will not ask.

Wu Xie didn't intend to continue.A sentence came abruptly and briefly, like a string was plucked suddenly wrong during a performance, and then quickly got back on track when the audience didn't react in time—but with a bit of deliberateness, it was a promise in disguise, so that Zhang Qiling could feel at ease.

After walking for a while, Wu Xie bent his elbow and bumped Zhang Qiling against his right arm.The latter turned his gaze around again, Wu Xie smiled and said, "Walking like this is so boring, tell me a story."

Zhang Qiling said without hesitation: "You say."

"It's no good to listen to me all the time. Besides, I always say that the water in my stomach is almost dry." Wu Xie protested.

Zhang Qiling pondered for a moment, then compromised.

"What do you want to hear?"

Wu Xie said, "What can you say?" After a short pause, he asked tentatively, "Tell me about you?"

"I?"

Wu Xie nodded, "...if it's convenient."

Zhang Qiling pursed his lips, his eyes brightened and then darkened.Wu Xie licked her lips, lowered her eyelids and stared at her toes—I don't know if she took herself too seriously, because she was too sloppy just now.

Unexpectedly, after pondering for a while, Zhang Qiling suddenly spoke: "My grandfather is a soldier, the first time I came to Jinan, I followed him."

Wu Xie's eyes lit up: "No wonder—then your father..."

Zhang Qiling frowned slightly, half of Wu Xie's words got stuck in his throat, and he didn't continue to roll out.But without allowing him to be upset, he confessed frankly: "I am an orphan."

No wonder only grandpa was mentioned.

Wu Xie felt as if someone had been stabbed in his heart, he pursed his lips, and was about to say something else, skipping over the unpleasant things, but Zhang Qiling raised his hand, put his palm on his neck, and scraped soothingly with his fingertips. twice.When I looked at him again, there was a little smile in my eyes: "I was an accident, and I was not expected." After a slight pause, "My father is funny, and he never thought it would be serious. It was my mother who did it."

He paused suddenly, and Wu Xie couldn't help but said: "That's not an accident."——Not for your mother.He corrected.

Zhang Qiling nodded, organized his words with a short pause, and then continued.

His mother had wishful thinking and gave birth to him, thinking that that man would be hard to let go.But how can a person who is loose by nature follow her wishes.She was too whimsical.His father left in a hurry, leaving her alone to take care of him, but the time was too short, and he was young at that time, so his memory of this woman was very vague.He was sent to Zhang Qishan when he was three years old, and the woman didn't leave anything behind, not even a single photo.It wasn't until he was thirteen or fourteen that Zhang Qishan told him that his father—the man the woman had talked about, died of alcoholism very early—was not long after he was born.The woman had low education and few connections, and supported him by doing odd jobs. Later, she listened to other people's words and was poisoned. The woman took his hand and knocked on Zhang Qishan's door. She didn't say goodbye, but it was a farewell.She ran, but was caught not long after.

In a few words, Zhang Qiling summed up the story of more than ten years, with a steady tone, like a straight line extending infinitely into the distance.His palm was still attached to Wu Xie's neck, it was warm.

Wu Xie lit a cigarette.

After a short period of silence, Wu Xie opened his mouth to speak, and the smoke poured out from his mouth and nose, blurring his expression.He said, "At first I thought you were too indifferent."

Zhang Qiling said: "Originally?"

"It's about Qin Haiting."

Zhang Qiling smiled faintly: "So you hate me."

Wu Xie frowned, and said, "I mean..."

"Camus said something, do you remember it?" Zhang Qiling interrupted him.

"what?"

"When empathy isn't working, people throw it away."

Wu Xie stopped, turned sideways and looked at him.His black and angry eyes still had no luster under the street lamp.

Wu Xie said, "Even your mother?"

Zhang Qiling said lightly: "For those who only pin their hopes on others, sympathy is meaningless."

Wu Xie suddenly ran out of words.It was the first time that I hated myself so much, so much ink was rotten in my stomach.I deal with words every day, but in the end I don't know how to appease the man in front of me.Suddenly I understood where this person's strong isolation from the world came from - he never needed anyone, he only relied on himself.

Wu Xie pinched the cigarette butt, and there happened to be a trash can next to him, so he took a step and threw it into it.Quickly glanced around, grabbed Zhang Qiling's hand and brought down a handful of vines by the side of the road. Zhang Qiling didn't exert any force, and let him lean down to the wall for a kiss.The flourishing branches and leaves hung down, completely covering the parts above the backs of the two of them.After a long while, Zhang Qiling clicked his tongue and pushed his tongue out. The silver thread was still held between the lips of the two of them, so he exerted a strong force, clamped his shoulders and turned around. Si printed back fiercely, Wu Xie hadn't closed his mouth yet, and was caught by the other party - Zhang Qiling's tongue forcefully licked his gums, stirred the root of his tongue, and easily captured the entire city.

When Zhang Qiling let go of him, both of them gasped a little, of course Wu Xie was worse.Zhang Qiling raised his fingers to pat the hair on his forehead that did not reach his eyebrows, then brought his face back, and pressed the tip of his nose against the tip of his nose that was covered with beads of sweat.

Wu Xie wrapped his arms around his waist, closed his eyes and breathed slowly, and waited for his breath to calm down, and after a while, he shook his head and rubbed the tip of his nose.Zhang Qiling stroked his back all the way with one hand, sticking it to the back of his head, buried his fingertips in the thick hair, rubbed it backwards, and rolled it back one by one. After repeated many times, the two stopped at the same time.Eye to eye in silence for a moment, suddenly, they laughed together.

Wu Xie said in a hoarse voice: "You don't place your hopes on others, and I don't sympathize with you either."

Zhang Qiling looked at his eyebrows and eyes close at hand, but didn't speak.

Wu Xie said word by word: "You are my daughter-in-law, and my mother will only love you."

Zhang Qiling pursed his lips, laughed, paused for a few seconds before saying: "Daughter-in-law?" Without waiting for Wu Xie to answer, he said again, "This must be made clear."

Wu Xie said: "Give me some glory in name, can't I?"

Zhang Qiling said: "Let's talk."

Wu Xie clicked his tongue and frowned, but he didn't do anything else.Another gust of night wind blows, like the fragrance exhaled by a flushed girl when she is happy, so sweet that it oozes sugar, the leaves above her head make a sound like rainwater washing, slightly, it is the lover's breath The kiss on the eyebrows of a girl.The two were still close to each other, exchanging breaths, but felt dizzy like drunk oxygen.

"This wall—" Wu Xie said suddenly, "I think of Repulse Bay."

Zhang Qiling looked at him.

Wu Xie continued: "That wall made Fan Liuyuan think that the world is old." After a pause, "One day, civilization is completely destroyed. Everything is over-burned, blown up, and collapsed. Maybe there are still these things left. Block the wall."

One day they will all turn into ashes, melt into the long flow of time, and be forgotten by history.But there is always something, there is always something left - that small thing that has never changed, proving that they have existed and loved each other.

After a brief silence, Zhang Qiling kissed his brow bone with a smile, and said, "Camus came to Zhang Ailing, who should we call next time?"

Wu Xie smiled and said, "Dickens, Marquez, Dong Ye—or Bai Xianyong?"

Zhang Qiling said: "Bai Xianyong."

Wu Xie joked, "Nie Zi?"

Zhang Qiling said: "It's hard enough to fall in love with a writer."

Wu Xieyi