Between lines

For a long time, Xu Shaohua thought he knew Chen Tingbai well.

Chen Tingbai wants to save face.Paralyzed people have weakness in their waists and limbs. If others are like him, they can only lean limply on the back of the wheelchair, but Chen Tingbai insists on wearing a girdle and being tied up straight mechanically.

Xu Shaohua didn't remember when it happened. He once asked why Chen Tingbai kept guarding this small shop every day since he was not short of money.

It was very late that night, Chen Tingbai was a little tired, his elbows resting on the armrest of the wheelchair and his slender fingers supported his head in a doze.

I don't know if it's because the circuit of Xiaoyanglou is really hopeless, or Chen Tingbai did it on purpose, anyway, the light at night is not very good.Except for the chandelier on the top of the large desk where I work, the lights in other places are dim.Under such lighting, the lines of Chen Tingbai's face seemed to be carved out of a piece of fine jade, warm and cool at the same time.

The reason for asking this question was because Xu Shaohua had just learned that the nice-smelling incense stick that Chen Tingbai lit in the incense burner was almost worth half a month's salary.And Chen Tingbai didn't seem to want money, and always let this vague fragrance waft in his words.

Pure waste of money.

Originally it was just a whisper, but the words were too quiet, and his muttering naturally reached everyone's ears.

Even Hu Cong's pen paused for a moment, and soon resumed writing the post stroke by stroke.

Only Chen Tingbai kept his hands on his head and closed his eyes without saying a word.

Only Xu Shaohua saw it. He saw Chen Tingbai's fingers move invisibly, and the five fingers slowly clenched into a fist. After a long time, they slowly let go.

After a long time, Xu Shaohua's gaze involuntarily moved from Chen Tingbai's hand to his face.

I have to say that good-looking people take advantage of it. Every time Xu Shaohua saw Chen Tingbai's face, he would think, if only Chen Tingbai was not in a wheelchair.

In this way, maybe he will really like Chen Tingbai, put aside those gloomy and dirty thoughts, and have a frank love with Chen Tingbai.

Perhaps Xu Shaohua's gaze was too direct and hot, Chen Tingbai who had been closing his eyes suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards Xu Shaohua.

The warmth from when the facial muscles were relaxed before was gone, only the tense coldness remained.

Before Xu Shaohua came back to his senses, the sudden intersection of eyes made him startled for a moment, and then he quickly looked away.He also pretended to cover his mouth and coughed.

That night, he thought that he would not get the answer he wanted to hear, but he didn't expect that when the two people kissed before parting, Chen Tingbai pressed it against his ear and asked him slightly panting: "Guess why the word is called In the words?"

In the next few days, Xu Shaohua went from being unpredictable at the beginning to gradually forgetting this unimportant matter.

Then when Chen Tingbai was struggling to do everything with his right hand, he suddenly figured out the answer.

Literally, take care of yourself.

People like Chen Tingbai probably have dignity above everything else.

He could understand the thoughts in Xu Shaohua's heart when he looked up, not to mention because he could afford it.Those things are just like the incense sticks he burns in his writing, they are just his possessions.

Chen Tingbai can allow the money to go away, anyway, it will be returned in the end.

Chen Tingbai can make thousands of mistakes in life, as long as he is willing, then the mistakes others say are not wrong.

Chen Tingbai even allowed Yangchun Baixue to live and grow together with the Xialiba people. Anyway, what he wanted was worship.

But Chen Tingbai would never allow his self-esteem to be played with.

So the cheating that night was absolutely not allowed, so Xu Shaohua's faltering and insincere apology was also not allowed.

What's more, you can't really lie at home like a useless person, waiting for others to take care of you.

However, those who are too strong are easy to break. Chen Tingbai wins because he is too strong, and loses because he is too strong.

Probably until now, he has not accepted that he fell into the quagmire once.

Xu Shaohua knew in his heart that Chen Tingbai wouldn't even cast a look at him if he didn't need a look of admiration too much.The two of them will not have any so-called future.

On that New Year's Eve, he threw Chen Tingbai's pride on the ground and crushed it.

Chen Tingbai stooped again and picked up the debris, glued them together with anger or other things, and barely made a mask to cover himself.

It's just that even Chen Tingbai himself didn't expect that this fire would affect others.

Those crumbs that were finally glued together were wiped out in the mother's death.

Chen Tingbai, who never shed tears in front of people, was alone in the corner of the funeral home at this moment, tears fell like a broken thread.

Among the uncontrollable sobs, how much was for Mr. Lu and how much was for himself, probably only Cheng Xuan himself knew.

The crowd gradually left with the departure of the funeral procession, and now there is only one staff member still cleaning the place that should not be lively.Chen Tingbai, who was dressed in black, was so lonely that Xu Shaohua's head was poked by a needle point.

Humans are emotional animals after all, so for the time being, abandoning those utilitarian thoughts, Xu Shaohua's eye sockets were sore and swollen.He turned his head and rubbed his face twice, asked the staff for two tissues, and then slowly approached Chen Tingbai.

Chen Tingbai hadn't closed his eyes since Teacher Lu left, and his complexion was no better than that of Teacher Lu who had just sent him away.The person who was able to pull himself together to hold the portrait before was now leaning on the back of the wheelchair as if he had been drained of strength, allowing Xu Shaohua to wipe the blue under his eyes with a tissue, Wipe away the tears that overflowed from his eyes.

Chen Tingbai's hands were hanging out of the armrest, his fingers were loosely drooping due to gravity, and he was still trembling slightly when he looked carefully.Because he was holding the photo frame too hard, there are still a few red marks on the palm of his hand that have not disappeared, and it seems that it is difficult to even lift his hand.

Xu Shaohua always felt that he should say something, but he was really not the one who would comfort others. He opened his mouth several times but didn't know what to say.

I wanted to say something for a long time: "I... take you back, it's so cold."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Shaohua felt something was wrong again. If Chen Tingbai came home and saw something about Mr. Lu, he couldn't hold back.

He added: "Or, I'll take you to Zili, anyway, I have to find a place for you to lie down and sleep."

After staying together for a long time, what Chen Tingbai's body looked like, even if Xu Shaohua didn't want to remember it, it was engraved in his mind.

This time he would look down at Chen Tingbai's feet and understand that if he didn't rest, he would definitely have a spasm, or even worse.

In fact, he is already having convulsions now, but he is wearing too many straps today, even one in the middle of his calves, and he is still wearing leather shoes, so he can only vaguely see a little bit of inconspicuous signs of throbbing.

Xu Shaohua thought it was Chen Tingbai who was really uncomfortable and speechless, so he had to go around behind Chen Tingbai on his own initiative and push Chen Tingbai out of the funeral home first.

Unexpectedly, when Xu Shaohua just lifted his foot, Chen Tingbai's right hand, which had been hanging outside, moved twice.

Then almost frame by frame, as if someone had pressed the slow down button, trembling and slowly shrunk back until he was on the wheelchair.

Chen Tingbai who wiped away his tears became the Chen Tingbai Xu Shaohua was most familiar with again.

The eyelids are tight, and the eyes are as cold as a god far away on a high mountain.

He manipulated the wheelchair back a section, and opened a long distance to Xu Shaohua.

The large ceiling fan in the funeral parlor blew cold wind, and Chen Tingbai's voice was transmitted to Xu Shaohua's ears along the cold wind.

"Is there anything you want to say to me?"

Xu Shaohua didn't react, and subconsciously shook his head.The window at the top of the wall was pushed open by the staff of the funeral home, and light as thin as a willow leaf came in, and then quickly passed over Chen Tingbai's cheeks.At this moment, Xu Shaohua seemed to sense something, and asked in a hurry: "What did you say?"

"I said—" Chen Tingbai was so tired, his voice was not as good as usual, and the ending was a bit long.

In the long ending, Xu Shaohua's heart was also lifted very high.

That feeling of fear came to my heart again.

Chen Tingbai looked Xu Shaohua up and down several times, and then closed his eyes resignedly.

He said: "You resign, this city is so big, there are not many places I can go, as long as you resign, we will never have any intersection in this life."

The author has something to say:

After thinking about it, it's not reasonable. I'm going to cut off the next few plots, and it's really unreasonable to stay together.With Chen Tingbai's character, it's impossible for him to soften his heart, otherwise he would be too speechless.

It's almost the end, try within three chapters.This month, the two books that did not apply for the list will be completed.

Bow, thank you for reading my article.