Oral period

The words "typing" flashed and then disappeared.

Zhen Xiao looked at the phone, counting aimlessly, when the count reached twenty, the screen flickered, and Xia Jingzhe's video call came over.

He quickly picked it up, the rear camera was facing the dormitory floor, and he was not in a hurry to leave - the other party only showed half of his face, and the background was more scribbled than his, and it looked like he was in the stairwell of the hospital.

"Are you smoking?" was the pleasantries.

Xia Jingzhe shook his head, unable to figure out where he deduced the smoke outside the screen. Hearing this, he didn't hesitate to hide from the camera, and took the phone away, revealing his entire face openly, holding a piece of smoke between his thin and white fingers. A cigarette, but did not light it: "The hospital bans smoking, I don't smoke, I just taste it."

Zhen Xiao caught a glimpse of his red eye sockets and said nothing, thinking that at this moment he probably really needs nicotine to numb his emotions.

"Didn't you ask for directions?" The camera shook, moved a little further, and then stabilized, as if it was placed in a corner somewhere. The person in the center of the picture put the cigarette back into his pocket and sat on the stairs with his knees in his arms. Turning to look at him, "Why are you still in the dormitory?"

He clearly couldn't see him, but there was still a little smile in the other party's eyes, as if he was in a foreign country, exhausted to the extreme, and when he saw familiar people, he unconsciously relaxed, and the lightness spread in his eyes, and it became if there was a smile on his face. If there is no smile.

Zhen Xiao's heart softened when he saw it, and the choke that came to his mouth made him hoarse, coughed twice, and said: "It's raining outside, wait for the rain to stop before leaving."

Xia Jingzhe just looked at the camera silently, as if seeing him through the empty ground of the dormitory, and didn't ask him why he called before the rain stopped. Said: "My grandma is fine now, she just fell asleep, and she is not allowed to visit for too long, I actually came out to eat."

Zhen Xiao was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer, after a long time of deliberation, he could only think of a "Congratulations" that was neither embarrassing nor embarrassing.

"Pfft..." The person on the other end of the video was amused by him, put his hand on his forehead, looking helpless, "Idiot, how can anyone say congratulations at this time."

"Then what should I say?"

This is why I asked him——Xia Jingzhe took a plane for more than [-] hours, and rushed to the hospital non-stop as soon as he got out of the airport. He has been up until now. The quality of sleep the night before was worrying, and the energy he had saved had already been exhausted. , It is purely uneasy to be able to survive until now, and his thinking is also a mess. He even recalled the directions for a long time just now, and now the answer to the question is vaguely curled up in the back of his mind. Why come.

"I don't know." After a long time, he waved his hands like a broken pot, but the corner of his mouth was still smirking, "It's not congratulations anyway, if you talk to someone like that in the future and get beaten up, don't say I taught you. "

Zhen Xiao looked at the smile on his face, and finally the inexplicable but secretly tense string in his heart was completely loosened. He pretended to glance out of the window and said, "The rain has stopped, let's go."

The last time the video showed the way was that Xia Jingzhe had a back injury and couldn’t move, so he had to ask Zhenxiao to go out to buy medicine and ice compresses. It's not so awkward to hold a mobile phone to video chat.

However, this time it was daytime. From the school to the shopping mall, the road became bustling and bustling, and there were more and more people around. After all, Zhen Xiao was defeated by the subtle shame and switched the video call to the voice mode.

"Huh? Why is it suddenly dark?" Xia Jingzhe asked in the headset.

"I still know this part of the road." He pulled up the zipper, covered half of his face with his collar, and lied vaguely with the small metal ring in his mouth. "I'll show you when I get to the next intersection."

Xia Jingzhe was very sleepy and didn't have time to be serious. He nodded when he heard the words, realized that the other party couldn't see, and let out a low "um", wanting to bring up a topic so that he wouldn't fall asleep in the stairwell. Xiaoxin said what was in his heart: "Zhenxiao, I'm actually... quite scared."

Zhen Xiao paused, then continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened, his voice lowered a bit: "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid grandma's operation is really due to cerebral hemorrhage, which is the root cause of my illness. When I called, my mother didn't tell me, and I didn't dare to ask... Fortunately, it wasn't."

Maybe it's because through the phone, he always felt that Zhenxiao's voice was better than usual, like gathering a handful of finely crushed magnetic sand and rubbing it slowly, grinding out a bit of tenderness, with the unique and fresh flavor of young people. Sexy, it just fell on his ears, which made him feel very fond of it.

He heard Zhenxiao say "Since it's not, don't think about it anymore", and after a few seconds, he added "It won't be in the future", thinking that this person is really not very good at comforting others. It might be time for a cold war.

Fortunately not.

When I didn’t know that Zhen Xiao liked him, every time I saw him chatting enthusiastically with others, I showed those who didn’t have the patience for him, or used him as a substitute, and asked those who said “If it was you, would you like me?” How is it?" He couldn't help feeling sour at the beginning of the question, and was very annoyed.Even if you occasionally notice the gentleness exuded by Zhenxiao, you will attribute it to the unintentional mistakes of those who don't know how to measure, and you will inevitably be sentimental and feel even more upset.

But now that I know it, those petty warmths that seem to be absent have been connected in series, which has become the evidence that makes him feel at ease.

People who are usually indifferent and socially indifferent will comfort him inexperiencedly when he is depressed, and use the non-existent secret love object to test his preferences. Reliable, even looking at him is different from looking at others, like an inorganic crystal ball, only when his figure is reflected, the brilliance will flow and the stars will spread.

Zhenxiao treats him differently from others—the young man couldn't help curling his mouth, turning his head, and buried his face in his arms, suddenly feeling that he might be more addicted to the person on the phone than nicotine .

Before returning to this apartment, Zhen Xiao didn’t really think about it that way—he just thought of the vegetables in the refrigerator at a certain moment, and naturally remembered Xia Jingzhe’s previous sentence “I can still come and live during the long vacation”, and a strange accident occurred. Thoughts, even if Xia Jingzhe is not around, he should come and stay for a few days, at least consume the food in the refrigerator.

However, the moment he hung up the phone and inserted the key into the lock, he felt a little timid for no reason, and a series of almost charming thoughts flashed through his always calm mind.

He seems to be able to sleep in Xia Jingzhe's bed.

Obviously, the night before could be called sharing the same bed, but the moment this thought took root, the boy's usually steady heartbeat still beat wildly, as if he had received permission to hug his sweetheart for the first time, and he was inexplicably nervous.

Pushing the door open and entering the apartment, he imitated Xia Jingzhe's previous appearance and opened the windows to ventilate, and immediately turned on the TV, like a child keen to imitate, following the other's behavior in memory, imitating one by one, and from then on I tasted a strange satisfaction in a series of boring imitations.

It turned out that when Xia Jingzhe was not around, he could be so bored to such an extent that he could even do such idiot-like things as exploring the other person's life track with gusto. Realizing this fact, Zhenxiao sighed helplessly and stopped. As I washed the dishes, I felt that I was too excited, naive and unreasonable.

He wasn't really hungry, he just woke up too early and was sleepy.

So his thoughts turned, and he naturally returned to the original idea. He hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind. He went back to the noisy TV in the living room, picked up his mobile phone, tapped, and sent Xia Jingzhe a message, "Can I sleep in your bed?" ".

It seemed too straightforward, but based on his understanding of Xia Jingzhe, the more straightforward he was, the less suspicious this person would be.

Sure enough, the other party quickly responded to the message, which was a voice message, 13 seconds long.

"Sleep," Xia Jingzhe said at the other end, "but the temperature has dropped in the past two days, there is a thick quilt in the top wardrobe, you can cover it, and there are also a change of clothes... The washing machine is on the balcony, so I don't need to teach you how to use it right?"

There was a hint of a smile in the last half of the sentence, like a joke.

Zhen Xiao noticed it, but didn't refute it, and even responded with a surprisingly obedient expression. It was a cat nodding obediently—from the moment he stepped into this apartment alone, he was a little bewildered. There is only a thin shell left in indifference, and the sense of existence becomes extremely low.

It's not that he doesn't know his strangeness, it's like a cluster of nameless fireworks lit inside the ice, he may not be able to see it on the surface for a while, but he can't hide it from himself—it's just that he can't figure it out for a while, and his state shouldn't think too much, so he has to temporarily Attributing these unexplained excitements to "being able to sleep in Xia Jingzhe's bed", tentatively accepting the possibility that his hobbies are quite different.

It wasn't until after washing and lying in the other party's bed wrapped in a familiar smell that Zhen Xiao suddenly remembered something and clarified the cause and effect of his unreasonable excitement.

Not because of this bed, but...something else related to the matter of "sleeping in Xia Jingzhe's bed".

The afterglow of the setting sun has not yet burnt out, it is just when the sky is about to darken, he is lying on the bed sideways, staring at the afterglow of the sun outside the bed curtain, his eyes are burning sorely, but he still refuses to move away ——It was as if someone was holding a comb and trying to forcefully comb his entangled and rusty nerves, but he still couldn't make up his mind, only involving a piece of bloody pain, piercing from the cornea all the way to the depths of the nerves.

He didn't close his eyes slowly until the sun had completely submerged into the clouds, he let out a long breath, exhaled tremblingly, like breaking free a second before drowning, and spread himself out on the bed exhaustedly, only then did he find the person holding the comb Just himself.

Entering the other person's home alone, doing a series of boring things that are close to imitating, and then putting on the other person's clothes and sleeping in his bed-one day ten years ago, he experienced exactly the same thing once.

It was the first sinking night after the dusk had passed, and the moonlight just came to the willows.