Ideal place

Turning off the computer, leaving the Dingfeng Building, Tong Zhiyou sent Wen Ran to a nearby bus stop to wait for the last bus of No. 375. It was cold in late autumn, the shadows of the trees were lonely, and there was no one around.

There were no street lights around the station, and the vision was not very clear, so Tong Zhiyou leaned closer to look at Wen Ran's face. After more than a year, he still couldn't appreciate it enough.

He bent his back slightly, touched the skin under Wen Ran's eyes with the thumb of his right hand, then walked along the bridge of his tall nose, slid over his rosy lips, and asked, "Is it cold?"

Wen Ran was holding the briefcase, his hair was disheveled by the wind, he shook his head and stared sideways into the distance.There were few vehicles and few people on the road. In a trance, it seemed that there was only this small platform in the world, and Tong Zhiyou who was half a head taller than him in front of him.

A flame burst out in the darkness, Tong Zhiyou lit a cigarette, sparks flickered.He took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it to Wen Ranwen, watching the other party's always unpredictable expression through the lingering green mist.

Tong Zhiyou could never figure out what was going on in Wen Ran's mind.

"Xiaoran, I've always wanted to know." Tong Zhiyou pinched the cigarette and asked, "If our relationship ends, will you go to the next one?"

The tie flew up, Wen Ran lowered his head to hold it down, and answered absent-mindedly: "It should be."

The expected answer, Tong Zhiyou rubbed the cigarette into his palm irritably, and continued to ask: "Then what if I'm always by your side?"

Wen Ran looked up at him, and asked, "What answer do you want me to give?"

Tong Zhiyou smiled and stroked the board from front to back, without another word, the bus drove into the platform at a leisurely pace after a while.He took a step forward and hugged Wen Ran, rubbing his cheek against his cheek slightly: "Go back and rest early, good night."

The car door opened, Wen Ran stepped onto the steps, and when she found an empty seat and sat down, Tong Zhiyou had already walked away.Looking through the window, the night was so deep that it seemed to be unable to melt away, gradually swallowing up the figure of the man.

Wen Ran recalled the few words that Tong Zhiyou analyzed his heart and said to himself, one side was pressure, and the other side was sympathy.Although he longed for the pleasure brought by this young body, other than that, Wen Ran lived a very sober life. On the spiritual level, he only loved Jian Xize. He was paranoid and crazy, and could hardly tolerate anyone.

But he still turned on the phone screen, clicked on Tong Zhiyou's WeChat, thought for a long time, and replied two words slowly: good night.

The forehead was pressed against the car window, and the surface of the glass that collided with cold and heat was covered with mist. The retrograde street scene was connected with the fragments of memories accumulated in the old days. Wen Ran's eyes were not focused, and no matter where he looked, he seemed to be able to find Jian Xize figure.

Their stories didn’t have big ups and downs, and they happened in an extremely ordinary way—they met in the first year of high school, sat at the same table, and were assigned to the same class in the second year of high school. They encouraged each other to learn and make progress together. When they got the admission notice from the same school, Jian Xize confessed.

During the four years of college, Wen Ran went from being terrified to accepting it, becoming more and more used to Jian Xize's existence.His heart was filled little by little, and his body was developed every inch of his body until he couldn't live without Jian Xize. What Wen Ran was about to face was the eternal separation of the two.

He seeks solace for his loneliness in despair and emptiness. Wen Ran always believes that Pei Nanqiu's car accident is God's punishment for him.At the beginning of a relationship, you must be loyal, conceal, betray, and deceive. One day, you will be backlashed by them, and your life will be worse than death.

Returning to Wanxin community, Wen Ran stopped in front of the flower bed, stubbornly refusing to take another step forward - he didn't want to see Pei Nanqiu.

Standing still, letting the cold wind blow, after a while, Wen Ran turned around and sat on the flower bed, took out his mobile phone to open the encrypted photo album, and carefully browsed Jian Xize's photos, he remembered every detail of each photo clearly.

There are many residential buildings behind, with many shadows, sharp roofs cutting the sky, vaguely, as if someone is whispering, Wen Ran opened his mouth and bit his sleeve tightly, his eyes were completely red in an instant.

He murmured vaguely: "Why did you leave me?"

Intermittent crying scattered into the wind, and there was nowhere to find fruitless love, Wen Ran sobbed: "I miss you so much, Jian Xize."

I can't stand it any longer.

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