Cannon fodder please stop tea talk

On the outskirts of Anping City, a private club.

The guild hall covers a large area, and rare luxury cars are parked at the entrance.From various outdoor projects to bars and swimming pools, all kinds of entertainment are available.

Today's New Year's Eve, the clubhouse is very lively, but the basement of the most luxurious building in the middle is unusually quiet.

The upstairs is a bar where everyone revels, but the underground is a boxing gym, private entertainment is not open to the public.In the lounge, a young man was sitting on the sofa watching TV with a bored expression on his face.

On the TV, the good-looking announcer is broadcasting the evening news.

[Today is the last day of 2035, people in Anping City gathered in Heping Square to celebrate New Year's Eve...]

After a while, someone opened the door and came in.The young man who entered the door was handsome, but he was not serious at first glance.

"Zhao Sen, why are you here? I searched hard, but I couldn't get through the phone." Fang Xiao began to wink as he sat down, "I thought you were going to have fun with another beautiful woman."

Zhao Sen raised his eyelids, took out a broken mobile phone from his pocket and threw it on the table, "Here, here is the mobile phone."

"Good guy, didn't you just change it, why did you fall like this?"

"Brother Lanfeng just now, you are lucky that your phone fell like this. I am still alive with all my hands and feet."

When Fang Xiao came, he also heard about the commotion more than an hour ago, "What happened to Brother Feng? Are you practicing inside again?"

"Well, it's been an hour since I went in." Zhao Sen said, "I changed to a third partner."

"Hiss—I haven't seen Brother Feng in this state for many years."

"No." Thinking of the thrilling scene just now, Zhao Sen still had lingering fears, "If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have seen blood today."

When Ji Fengmian was young, he had some minor problems and couldn't control his temper. These brothers have seen many miserable situations when he lost control.Later, the disease was cured, but the sequelae were that his temper was still irritable.

In the past few years, he went to live in the temple of Niguo for a period of time every once in a while, smoothed down a lot of temper, and even called it peaceful.

"What's the matter?" Fang Xiao became more and more puzzled when he thought about it.

Zhao Sen got angry when he thought about it, "Just now there was an idiot who found out about Brother Feng Bai Yueguang from somewhere, and brought a little Internet celebrity who looks like him, and wanted to be a favor..."

Fang Xiao interjected, "Not to mention that few people can grow Jiang Nanshu's face, but with his frozen temperament, is there anyone else who can resemble him?"

"That little Internet celebrity seems to have researched it deliberately. She dressed in the style of Jiang Nanshu's college days. When she walked in, she was expressionless, and the lighting above was not good, so she looked like a six or seven." Zhao Sen sighed, "Just glanced at it, Brother Feng exploded, and almost turned the scene upside down."

Hearing this, Fang Xiao's expression became more serious, "Isn't that right, didn't Brother Feng come out?"

Zhao Sen spread his hands, "Probably, it seems that he hasn't mentioned it in these years, what to eat and drink, probably reminds me of the unbearable memory when I see it."

Everyone in their circle knew that Ji Fengmian, who was aloof and superior, had a white moonlight when he was young.

"Then why did he react so strongly?" Fang Xiao was puzzled.

Zhao Sen: "It's probably because of the tea smell in the Xiaowang black tea. When he came up, he called him brother. Seeing Brother Feng's face was not good, he said, brother, I'm sorry, but you are not in a good mood."

"No wonder, brother Feng hates green tea the most, and he still makes his elder brother better than his elder brother. Isn't this stepping on a minefield, and it's not surprising if it blows up." Fang Xiao let out a long breath.

"Why are you asking so carefully? Check your account?"

Fang Xiao: "No, I just heard the news from a friend in Country Y that the man disappeared, was involved in a street shootout, was hit by a stray bullet and was never rescued, you said that this is a bit of a fate. Brother Feng..."

Zhao Sen was taken aback, "Who are you talking about? Who is gone?"

"Jiang Nanshu."

boom--

With a loud bang, the door was pushed open.

The two turned their heads and saw a tall man standing at the door with a look of ruthlessness that had just come off the boxing ring.

"Who, no,?" Ji Fengmian asked word by word through gritted teeth.

Zhao Sen trembled, he had never seen Ji Fengmian's expression like this, as if the whole world collapsed before his eyes.

Haven't you already let go?Didn't you say you never wanted to see Jiang Nanshu again?When Jiang Nanshu went abroad, didn't he even send it off?

This, where does it look like?

Ji Fengmian's ears were buzzing, and large patches of colorful color appeared in front of his eyes. He shook his head vigorously, "Who do you think is gone?"

"Jiang, Jiang Nanshu." Fang Xiao repeated in a low voice, "Brother Feng?"

"Brother Feng!"

The two stood up abruptly, panicked.

The man standing at the door with a strong sense of oppression suddenly clutched his chest, curled up and fell down.

***

Three months later.

A small town in Lizhou City.

Zhao Sen and Fang Xiao walked up the mountain road, which was very narrow and full of weeds.

"Brother Feng, why did you come here? Where is this place!" Fang Xiao walked a few steps, panting.

Zhao Sen: "This is Brother Feng's hometown. His grandfather is buried here. It is his family's ancestral grave."

Fang Xiao was taken aback, "You mean, he buried Jiang Nanshu's ashes here?

Three months ago, Ji Fengmian went abroad, and somehow brought Jiang Nanshu's ashes back, and he lived in Lizhou for a long time.

He handed over work matters to the professional team, and occasionally went back to Anping to deal with official duties that required him to come forward, but it would not be unreasonable to go on like this for a long time.

Ji Fengmian's father couldn't stand it and wanted to get someone to come back, but the relationship between father and son was so bad that he could only find Zhao Sen and two to be lobbyists.

At any rate, they have been friends for so many years, and three months have passed, slowly speaking, Ji Fengmian may not be able to persuade Ji Fengmian to return to Anping.

The cemetery is halfway up the mountain, sitting on the mountain and looking at the water, the feng shui is very good.In the corner, Ji Fengmian leaned on the tombstone, throwing a few wine bottles by his hand.

It was very windy, but he only wore a thin coat, closed his eyes, and seemed to faint.Zhao Sen and Fang Xiao hurried forward, fearing that something might happen.

"Fortunately."

Zhao Sen squatted in front of Ji Fengmian, making sure that the other party was just drunk, "Come on, give me a hand and get him down the mountain first."

Just as his hand touched Ji Fengmian's shoulder, he opened his eyes misty and murmured something.

"How could it be, how could it be... If I could go back to the past, I would definitely not..."

When Zhao Sen leaned over, he only heard such a vague sentence.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something comforting, and finally reached his mouth, only a sigh remained, and then bent down to help him up.

"Let's go back."

The wind blew through the bushes, and the figures of the three disappeared at the end of the path.

***

The sky has just turned pale, and even though Lizhou is in the south, it is still a bit cool at the border of morning and evening in early September.

The street lamp has not been extinguished, and falls on the old wooden floor of the room through the gap in the curtain.

The rooms are simple, without much decoration other than necessary furniture.It can be seen from the neat but neat books and test papers on the desk that this room should belong to a high school student.

The boy lying on the bed frowned, and the eyeballs under his eyelids were trembling slightly, which was the sign of falling into a dream.He frowned and pursed his lips.

It seems that this dream is not pleasant.

"Ji Fengmian, you said you would love me forever and take good care of me."

"I'm tired, tired of unreciprocated feelings."

"Tired? I'm afraid you've changed your mind, and for someone who can't compare to me in anything..."

"Brother Jiang, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, don't quarrel because of me."

"Jiang Nanshu, don't insult my friends, leave a little dignity for each other."

"Oh, you guys are decent, but where is my heart? You stalked me to open my heart and make a promise, and you are so cruel..."

"That's none of my business."

The unfinished confession was ruthlessly interrupted.The tall young man pulled the people around him and turned away, leaving Jiang Nanshu on the rooftop.

He stared blankly at the distant figure of the other party, turned around like a wandering soul, and stared down.

"No, no more..."

The wind blows from bottom to top, and the coolness penetrates directly to the bottom of my heart. There is a bottomless abyss under Jiang Nanshu's feet. The scene that should have made people feel fearful now represents endless peace.

He jumped down.

"!"

Jiang Nanshu opened his eyes and sat up, his chest still heaving violently.

Another dream.

What caught his eye was the familiar room he had lived in for more than ten years, which made Jiang Nanshu quickly realize that he was having a nightmare again.

After sitting for a while, he was still immersed in the aftertaste of the nightmare.

Jiang Nanshu hates the feeling of losing control, even if it's just a dream.What's more, in the dream, he was absurdly pestering a man endlessly, as if losing that man meant that there was no point in living.

The first time he had this dream was shortly after his parents died.

After finishing his parents' affairs, Jiang Nanshu fell ill due to overwork and psychological factors, and had a fever for several days.

He received an injection in the hospital alone, and began to dream in a daze.Everything in the dream was blurry, and the only thing that was clear was Jiang Nanshu himself.

The plot of each dream is different, but it has the same protagonist, Jiang Nanshu and a tall young man.That person's face and name are unclear, but Jiang Nanshu can confirm that it is the same person.

In today's dream, a new character appeared.

Jiang Nanshu took the phone and glanced at it.

On September 2012, 9, 1:10, [-] minutes before his daily wake-up time.

Even during the summer vacation, he still gets up at six o'clock every day, as regularly as during school.

10 minutes to do something else.

Jiang Nanshu clicked on the search box and entered the words and sentences in the dream.

This is another strange aspect of nightmares.In theory, what happened in the dream will be slowly forgotten within a few minutes after waking up.However, at this time, those messy sentences are extremely clear, as if they really happened.

The search results popped up quickly, and there were no identical sentences, only related to some novels, and the tags of the novels were all "Sadomasochism", "White Moonlight" and the like.

Jiang Nanshu didn't even move his eyebrows. It wasn't the first time he saw such search results.The fresh key word this time is "green tea", and the sentence associated with "green tea" is "brother, I'm sorry."

He clicked on the search results of the "green tea" label and looked at it for a moment, full of disbelief.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, why don't I go and apologize to my sister."

"I really envy your girlfriend. With your boyfriend who loves her so much, you can follow your own temperament like this. Unlike me, I always consider other people's feelings first in everything I do."

"..."

What a mess, Jiang Nanshu threw the phone aside, got out of bed, washed up, and prepared to go to school to report.

Green tea and the like are just plots in the novel, and it is impossible to have any intersection with his life, nor will it affect his life.

Because Jiang Nanshu doesn't like to get along with others, and there is no place for another person in his life plan.

He pushed open the door and saw the fine sunlight pouring down through the leaves of the camphor tree, and his mood, which was gloomy due to the nightmare, improved a little.

Meow--

A cat meowed from next door, and Jiang Nanshu looked over.

Probably a stray cat from somewhere.There has been no movement next door for several years. Ever since Grandma Ji passed away and Grandpa Ji returned to Anping, there has been no fireworks.

All that was left was a lonely house and a lonely Jiang Nanshu.

"Hey, Jiang Jiang, my grandma called you over for dinner!"

He looked up, but there was nothing, no smell of food coming over the wall, and no fat dark-skinned man lying on the wall.

It's just a memory, it's all gone.

Jiang Nanshu came back to his senses, pushed open the courtyard door, and set foot on the way to school.

The author has something to say:

Gong is reborn, Shou wears a book, the breakup is not because of green tea, what Shou dreams about is the plot of the novel, both lives are Shou without any original owner, Gong and Green Tea have no ambiguous relationship, and everything is set up to serve the plot.