Yu Liangmu

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You Liangmu hated himself for not knowing how to dig a hole, otherwise he would have dug the floor and got in on the spot.

"I, I, I... took the wrong one..."

The man nervously grabbed the small ball of fabric in his hand, but when he thought that what he was holding was Tang Yunqian's underwear, he looked like a pervert, and he was even more at a loss.

Tang Yunqian looked at him with a half-smile, the man's cheeks were blushing, he didn't know if he was steamed by the hot steam in the bathroom, or because he was teased by Tang Yunqian's two words, his skin looked particularly thin and beautiful.

Tang Yunqian's gaze deepened, and he swallowed.

But when he saw that You Liangmu was about to bow his body like a shrimp, he stopped playing, just went straight into the cloakroom, reached out to the closet, and reminded You Liangmu, "Remember to dry your hair, don't worry about it." Catch a cold."

"Hey, hey...Okay," You Liangmu nodded and his brain concussed.

Tang Yunqian came out with a towel, walked past You Liangmu, brushed You Liangmu's shoulders as if nothing, but didn't seem to care much, and then walked into the bathroom.

During this period, the man kept his eyes straight, his posture was calm and calm, it seemed that You Liangmu was the only one who was uneasy, and only You Liangmu was thinking wildly.

You Liangmu hurriedly took suitable underwear from the cloakroom and put them on. He felt that his thoughts were really dirty, and he also felt that the creditor might have lost that vulgar interest in him now.

After wearing it, the man sat alone in the room and sighed softly.

Suddenly, he saw that the previous humidifier was still standing on the wall, which Tang Yunqian had bought for him before.

You Liangmu is prone to nosebleeds in dry seasons like autumn and winter. Once, when he and Tang Yunqian were kissing, a nosebleed slowly flowed out of his nostrils, which shocked Tang Yunqian, who had always been calm. So I got this humidifier the next day.

Although Tang Yunqian didn't like the humidity in the room and would rather be dry, including the sheets and pillows, he had to keep it dry for 24 hours, but after You Liangmu left, he still kept the humidifier.

One thing related to You Liangmu at the beginning is still left to the present. In fact, it is far more than this humidifier, and there are many more, such as what You Liangmu noticed outside just now, the small altar he put in the corner of the kitchen The side dishes for dinner are still there.

This is a specialty of his hometown, called grass melon seeds, and it smells a bit strange. Tang Yunqian didn't like it at first, but after mixing the porridge twice, he gradually liked it. Every time You Liangmu took out a little, Tang Yunqian would Take the initiative to put the chopsticks into the small dish.

One after another, these things seem to remind someone that You Liangmu still lives here.

You Liangmu couldn't help feeling a little emotional, but he didn't want to indulge too much, so he got up and walked around to the other side of the bed. He usually slept here before, and now he came here subconsciously.

He was bored, so he opened the bedside table casually to have a look, and saw some paper towels and... a few square plastic packages... flat and flat...

condoms.

You Liangmu's face turned red, and he quickly closed the drawer with a "bang".

Although he knew before that this drawer was used to store these items, but he had been away from this bedroom for so long that he could not remember many details.

Seeing it suddenly now, it will inevitably bring back some red-faced and salivating memories, such as all the things he and Tang Yunqian "did" in this bedroom, inadvertently remembered, still vivid in memory, and there will be a feeling of fever Feel.

You Liangmu stood up uneasily, then sat down again, but the feeling of dry mouth and tongue had not subsided, so he stood up again after a few seconds, and sat down again, still a little uncomfortable under his buttocks.

He could only force himself to distract, pay attention to other items in the room, and discard all thoughts that he shouldn't have.

Distraught for a while, You Liangmu casually picked up the "Camel Xiangzi" placed beside the bed. This was his favorite book and he would never tire of reading it.

At that time, Tang Yunqian would read books every day before going to bed, including financial magazines and business books.As for You Liangmu, this kind of big-hearted and rough-natured person doesn't have any literary accomplishments. He falls asleep easily after reading a book, so he has to read some easy-to-understand story books.

Only this "Camel Xiangzi" can be read and read again and again.

Every night, when he wanted to read a book with Tang Yunqian, he would flip through the book and read a few pages very slowly. When Tang Yunqian was going to sleep, he would put down the book on the bedside and go to sleep.

You Liangmu picked up the book at this time, flipped it over, there was no dust on it, it was obviously the same book he was reading at the beginning.

He recognized the traces on it, several folded corners were left by him at the beginning, and the degree of yellowing of the old paper, he was very familiar with it.

This book, it seems, has been sitting here since then, untouched.

I remember that at that time, Tang Yunqian was a little surprised when he learned that he liked this book the most and read it dozens of times.

"Why do you like it?" The man looked at the torn book in You Liangmu's hand and smiled.

"Because..." You Liangmu, whether he likes a person or a book, can't help showing some light in his eyes, "Because, it's well written."

Tang Yunqian didn't see the slightest bookishness from this vulgar man, as if the three characters "You Liangmu" were not born with a literary atmosphere. Hearing him say that a book is well written, I don't know what his criteria are for judging it, just like just saying...

This braised pork is well stewed.

Although it was a little funny in his heart, he was also curious, so he asked, "What's a good way?"

"Uh, I can't tell..." You Liangmu was ashamed of his vulgarity and shallowness.

Sure enough, he is not as smart as Tang Yunqian, who can always accurately summarize the content of things, but he is still not good at describing or expressing himself.

Under Tang Yunqian's probing eyes, this clumsy man could only bite the bullet and said rather superficially, "I just feel... well, I feel the same way."

At the age of 15, the young You Liangmu had read the book "Camel Xiangzi".He felt that the writing was really good, the words were eloquent, and then drowned people in the plainness, quietly eating away all hope.

He thought that Xiangzi, who is so hardworking and loves life, will have a happy ending, but at the end, he was disappointed to find that it was not.

Mr. Lao She reflected the reality into the ending, turning Xiangzi into a flattened wheel.

This book was written by the beardless Mr. Lao She, but he always remembered it was written by Mr. Lu Xun with a mustache, probably because the story was too bloody to read, with a bit of "hitting the wall and flattening the nose" up" darkness.

As for why he likes this book, the man told Tang Yunqian gently, "Probably, it's because... I like Xiangzi in the first part of the book, and it's not just about how much resonance I can find in him, it's just... hey , but me, I really want to be that kind of person..."

"how is it like?"

"It's bitter, but you're not afraid of it, and then... every day, for...'hope'? Can you say that?"

You Liangmu felt that a person like himself did not have enough confidence to say this word.

He wanted to go to high school, he wanted to go to college, and at one point he wanted to be the hope of the whole town.Xiangzi was pulling a cart on the dilapidated street, and he was studying in the leaky classroom. Every book and every paper he read was just like every cart that Xiangzi pulled.

He wanted to be Xiangzi's original appearance, but he didn't want Xiangzi's final ending.

The 15-year-old You Liangmu had a chance to think that although reality is not as beautiful and inspirational as fairy tales, it should not be as cruel as that written in "Camel Xiangzi", right?

Hey, it turned out not to be, the reality is so fucking cruel, he slapped him hard, and then told him to have a long memory——

No matter how hard You Liangmu tried, it couldn't compare to Cheng Kai having a good baby and having a great father.He, You Liangmu, lost because he was not qualified to fight for his father, because he didn't even have a father.

Tang Yunqian was slightly surprised when he heard the reason why You Liangmu didn't go to high school. This was something he had never expected about this man's past, and it was more important than he imagined...

decline.

When he realized it, his hand had already been placed on You Liangmu's head, and he touched it gently twice, "That person took your place to go to school?"

You Liangmu pursed his lips and drooped his brows, and nodded helplessly, "Hey, it happened many years ago... It's been ten years."

Sometimes it is a novelty to listen to the tragedy of others.After hearing You Liangmu's words, Tang Yunqian naturally felt pity, and at the same time, he felt more sympathy for You Liangmu, the unlucky guy.

Although Mr. Tang has a wealth of experience, he rarely sees this kind of misfortune, which really broadens his horizons.

The man felt sorry for You Liangmu from the bottom of his heart, just like comforting a weak dog, stroking You Liangmu's head gently and repeatedly.

He was about to say a few words of consolation, but You Liangmu cheered himself up, patted the soft quilt a few times, and there was a kind of self-improvement in his words, "Hey, I missed high school just like that, I missed it. ...Is this idiom used well? Ha, alas...But maybe this is also fate."

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"Brother, I believe in fate."

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At the same time, You Liangmu was also forced to be optimistic, reminding himself every day with that useless Forrest Gump spirit——

It is not too late to make amends. Although the previous road was not good, it is enough to go well in the future.

It's just that, he didn't expect that this road... didn't go well in the end.

It was rare for Tang Yungan to become interested in You Liangmu's past, so he continued to ask him, "The little bastard you mentioned, who stole your life, how is he doing now?"

"He...he..."

You Liangmu paused, and suddenly remembered the last time he went back to his hometown and heard about Cheng Kai's recent situation from the people in the town. That person already had a decent job and a bright future, which he would never be able to own something.

The man gave Tang Yun a dry smile, the corners of his mouth and eyes were crooked, "He's had a miserable life!"