Oral period

The cram school he attended was temporarily closed that night, and he let them go home early. He naturally didn't want to obediently go back to the cage, he only hesitated for a second at the gate of his own community, and then turned around and went to Xia Jingzhe's house - fortunately, the cram school was in charge of picking them up. His bus only stopped at the entrance of the community, and his mother happened to be on a business trip, so this self-assessed escape was not discovered.

Xia Jingzhe was not at home, it was the aunt at home who opened the door, saying that the old lady's legs and feet were not good, and the young master went to the reexamination with her, and she will not come back until later.

At that time, he and Xia Jingzhe had already played very well, and after being brought home a few times, he was naturally treated as an ordinary playmate and placed in the living room.

He is afraid of life, he is very cowardly in front of unfamiliar adults, and he has not yet cultivated the ability to treat others with a cold face to cover up social fear when he grows up. Sitting in the huge living room, guarding a plate of fruit, he feels uncomfortable all over—— Probably seeing his nervousness, the aunt called soon after, and took him to the second floor according to Xia Jingzhe's intention, and asked him to wait alone in Xia Jingzhe's room.

It was not the first time he walked into the other party's room, but it was the first time he set foot alone, and the first time he stayed overnight.

With a kind of obsessive interest close to lingering, the first thing he did after the door was closed was imitating the way the owner of the room used to do, went to the sink and exaggeratedly washed his face, pouring cold water on his cheeks, But it didn't relieve his hot face in the slightest.

Walking in front of the TV, turning on the game console that has been connected all the time, unpacking a lollipop in a candy plate... He followed suit one by one, not satisfied, but also kept cautious and restrained, like holding the hem of a piece of imaginary clothes , following the trend, not daring to cross a step.

At about half past eight, someone knocked on the door, and his meaningless imitation had to be temporarily interrupted-the nanny took the phone and said that the young master wanted to talk to him by himself.

When he answered the phone, he was even a little nervous, as if someone had committed a crime and was caught showing up. His shady greed was exposed to the sun, and the other party could detect it with a single wrong eye.

On the other end of the phone, Xia Jingzhe's voice was as brisk as usual, telling him that he would have to take a long car ride to get home, and if he wanted to stay overnight, he could use the bathroom in the room and wear the clean pajamas in the closet.

"Your mother is still on a business trip, so don't go home today. Anyway, you don't go to school tomorrow. If you don't tell me, no one will find out!" Sweet and straightforward, with bright anticipation that made his heart beat faster, "Is it okay, my bed is very wide, two people can sleep without being crowded..."

Of course he agreed, the ear on the side listening to the phone was burning, and his whole body was wrapped in sudden happiness, satisfying like a dream - if I remember correctly, it was three days before Xia Jingzhe's birthday, he was alone The two days before he ran to the mall to buy the pair of teddy bears were the last traceable great happiness of his years in the cage.

Three days later Xia Jingzhe celebrated his birthday, and a week later their relationship was discovered and he was forced to move.

Thoughts stopped abruptly.

Zhen Xiao leaned against the bed, trying to recall what happened afterwards, but she couldn't remember it anyway——a faint cloud covered her heart, telling him that the night was not as smooth as he expected, at least it must have happened It was something unexpected that made him recall this experience. The first thing he felt was not the excitement and satisfaction at that time, but the heaviness that was close to resistance.

And guilt.

Thinking back was fruitless, but his head was already hurting badly, preventing him from continuing to think.There was no other way, even the moon shifted quietly, out of his field of vision, the young man had no choice but to close his eyes and let himself go briefly.

The bed was soft, and the pillows were also soft, much more comfortable than sleeping on the sofa, but he leaned on it, but he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

After a long time, the headache subsided slightly. He touched the mobile phone by the bedside, followed his instinct to click on Xia Jingzhe's dialog box, only to find that there was a missed call, which seemed to be missed just now.

According to his previous personality—or personality design—even if he sees a missed call, he probably won’t take it to heart. If the other party doesn’t explain, he won’t even answer a question mark.However, this time, perhaps because of his tired mind, he really didn't have the energy to think, even though there was only a blank space after the missed call, he still called back in a strange way.

A few seconds later, the call was connected, and the background voice on the other end was a little noisy. After a while, Xia Jingzhe's voice sounded, and it was not very clear: "Zhouxiao?"

"Well," noticing the surprise in the other party's words, the young man rubbed the center of his brows, belatedly realizing that he was really abnormal, so he could only pretend to be calm and turn his back on the customer, "What's the matter with you..."

"Oh, I called just now... It's nothing serious. I just remembered that there are still vegetables in the refrigerator. Check to see if it's broken. If it's broken, remember to throw it away."

His logic was very clear, but Zhen Xiao still felt a little strange when he listened to it—this man's speech seemed to be more fragmented than usual, with cohesive endings, as if he contained several emotions stacked together, On the contrary, it is unpredictable.

"Understood," he responded casually, suddenly remembered something, and changed the subject, "Have you been drinking?"

——He heard a similar tone once, just last night, a person who was drunk with two sips of sweet-scented osmanthus wine blurred his vision and pestered him to speak like this.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, Xia Jingzhe seemed to smile, and answered the wrong question: "Zhou Xiao, have you noticed something..."

"what?"

"You seem... very clingy to me, relying on me, right?"

Definitely drunk.

The secret thoughts were exposed, but Zhen Xiao couldn't react for a moment, rubbed his forehead with complicated emotions, and decided not to bother with the drunk: "Where are you?"

"Bar," this time I was willing to answer, "If you're not drunk, just have a drink... to relax."

Zhen Xiao frowned: "Alone?"

As if hearing something pleasant, Xia Jingzhe let out a low laugh, and waited for the sound of the glass colliding twice before saying: "The driver follows——you haven't answered the question just now."

Zhen Xiao was slightly taken aback, thinking of his "problem", suddenly lost the confidence to be aggressive, and stuttered when he spoke again: "I..."

The other party didn't give him a chance to prevaricate and refute, the smile faded away, and he replied with a sigh: "Actually, I am too."

For some reason, his appearance suddenly appeared in front of Zhen Xiao's eyes—chin propped up, frowning like a child, looking at the empty wine glass in front of him and talking to himself, his eyes flushed, tangled and stubborn...

It was obvious that he couldn't take it seriously after drinking, but it was so blatantly thrown into his heart without exaggeration, but it made him softer than any sweet talk.

"Hang up if you have nothing to do, don't delay my thinking about life," Xia Jingzhe didn't give him time to soften his heart, and used the privilege of drunks to make troubles to the extreme, "Go to bed early, good night!"

Like cloudy or sunny, more like fleeing from the wilderness.

Really worthless.

Xia Jingzhe threw down the phone, looked at the wine and apple cider in front of her that only moved a sip, quietly reflecting the orange shimmer under the lamp, and taunted herself from the bottom of her heart.

There is no driver, and there is not so much life to think about. He just escaped from insomnia and didn't want to go back to his residence, so he escaped here to drink, hoping that alcohol would paralyze his over-excited nerves.

With ups and downs, I have lingering fears, and Zhenxiao is an orange soda candy that exploded in the lingering fears—it was lying there quietly before, like a piece of ordinary fruit candy that is harmless to humans and animals. It exploded, overflowing and filling his entire heart.

Eat marrow to know the taste, make progress.

In the past, when he drew comics, he always felt that he had too many worries, and his emotional lines were too cumbersome and tangled. Even though fans praised him as "gentle and delicate", he still didn't take it seriously, thinking it was too hypocritical.

It wasn't until the same complicated and tangled emotional line fell on his head that he realized almost helplessly that his previous understanding of emotion was not only not hypocritical, but perhaps too thin-real life is neither gentle nor delicate, and it is not necessarily perfect. Even if he knows that the other party likes him too, all he can do is yawn while insomnia, staring at a glass of cider in a daze.

Before yesterday, he was not so entangled. He always felt that the future would last forever, and he was not in a hurry. However, after sitting outside the ward for a few hours, everything was quiet. Can afford the word "wait".

What if Zhenxiao fell in love with someone else?

Or like when he was a child, the other party left before he found a chance to express his heart?

When he didn't know what Zhen Xiao was thinking, he could still force himself to be content, but now he knew—was he really willing to stay in the shadows after seeing a glimmer of light.

"How is it possible..." The young man closed his eyes, raised his head and took two sips of wine, and retorted to himself as if sighing, "The devil is willing."

As long as he is a little willing, he won't be confused by Zhenxiao's voice, and ask the truth that crossed the line through wine.

It's not just dependence, it's obviously obvious, even self-deception can't deceive each other's liking.

The showdown is over.He thought in a daze—anyway, the wine is strong and cowardly, and he dares to say anything when he is half drunk, and there is no loss if he speaks out. If you can't convince your subconscious mind, there is nothing to regret.

Near eight o'clock, Zhen Xiao cooked a bowl of half-baked dumplings for himself, and ate them without a hitch, still worried, and sent a message to Xia Jingzhe, telling him not to drink too much and go home early.

If it goes against the person's design, it is untimely concern, but it has to be sent.

Xia Jingzhe didn't reply for a long time, so long that he suspected that something had happened and almost planned to call someone, the phone vibrated and a too long message popped up.

"Grandma is leaving the hospital tomorrow, so I don't need to stay with her to take care of her. I've been reading comics for a few days... I'll go back early in the morning the day after tomorrow. It will be around midnight when I land. Don't lock the door."