Chosen unlucky guy

"He Jingle." Xin Sui said, so that the person next to him almost thought he was calling him, and when he was very puzzled and didn't know whether to respond, Xin Sui repeated at this time, "Teacher, his name is He Jingle, What's wrong?"

Qu Guanyu didn't answer, but just repeated the name twice in a murmur, and there was a short silence on both ends of the phone. Finally, the old professor who was over half a century old sighed: "It's okay, I misunderstood the person."

That's right, where in the world would there be such a coincidence?

The night lights of the imperial capital are brightly lit. Qu Guanyu sits at the table, looking down at the endless traffic outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The computer on the table is on, and the cooling system roars dedicatedly in this overly quiet room; while on the unlit screen, A missing person notice was lying there quietly.

This photocopy from nowhere is obviously old, so that the documents stored in the electronic device are blurred, and it can only be vaguely seen that in the distorted photo, the boy is smiling brightly. Today's He Jingle is somewhat similar.

But that was a long, long time ago, so long that the world has changed, and so long that the original voice has long been faintly extinguished——

No one remembers anymore.

But let’s not mention other things first, this unresolved phone call obviously caused Young Master He to fall into an extremely tense self-examination. After all, these days, who is not a research professor and the like, and I can do it just by meeting him once? Let people remember, and even a phone call in the middle of the night to ask, why?

Just relying on his overly beautiful face?How can He De!

Standing under the street lamp, he was so anxious that he gnawed his fingernails. In the end, he didn't know where his thoughts diverged. His eyes became sharp, and he looked at Xin Sui in a daze. Then he opened his mouth and asked, "Does your teacher know me?" Are you gay?"

"..."

"Or does he know that I tricked you into being gay?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, and he always felt that the hammer of justice from the research director of a famous school was about to hit him in the next moment. In the end, with a sad face, he leaned on Xin Sui's chest muscles, and he didn't know where so much came from all day long. Play: "Xin Sui, then we can only—"

Xin Sui was silent, and answered in a strange manner: "Oh, you don't want to be gay anymore?"

"Where is it?" Young Master He felt baffled, "I mean, if it doesn't work, you can only spend money. As the saying goes, you can eat people with short mouths. I'll let my dad see if I can donate a building to your school. "

"..."

The various flavors of smoothies in the bag gave off a cool air, and Xin Sui hesitated to speak, and then stopped talking, and finally said nothing, but silently raised the bag containing the ice a little higher, quite dumbfoundingly said: "A certain handsome guy, if you don't hurry up, your friends will only be able to drink sugar water at room temperature."

"What my friend, that's obviously our friend—ah!"

He Jingle came back to his senses, hastily opened the bag and reached out to touch it, then pulled Xin Sui to run wildly again, the two of them ran all the way, sweating profusely from each other, and gasping for breath before they had time to rest at the hotel Go knock on the door of Kong Shan's room.

As soon as the door opened, everyone was there, and they all expressed varying degrees of doubts about the young couple who had just been fished out of the water. Specifically, Ke Wenyao, who was passing by the toilet, said, "Why are you running so fast? No Pay?"

"Get out!" He Jingle supported his waist and scolded before he could catch his breath.

It's just that while scolding, he still has to take out all kinds of ice ordered by this group of ancestors from the bag. It's really disgusting for an upright man; he leaned over to Kongshan to have a look, and stopped by to cover him and Xin Sui. He took out a towel, motioned them to wipe off their sweat first, and then clicked his tongue, and said, "Okay, Le Zi, even if we go to deliver food someday, we must be a gold medal delivery worker."

"That is!"

The monkeys from Mount Emei came to get the Panpan buns, and a group of people gathered in the corner of Xiangkongshan’s room to eat ice. No one was paying attention. He Jingle took one of the cups and handed it to Lin Yan, clasped his hands, and begged for mercy: "Sister Yan Just forgive me, I really know I was wrong!"

Lin Yan was finally willing to look at him, and said slowly, "You are right."

"No, I was wrong, I must be wrong—"

"Why don't you understand? You did a great job. In the past, you needed someone to accompany you when you did everything. It hasn't been too long. Now why do you suddenly seem to be able to do everything by yourself? It makes me worry and afraid of you. It’s not happy at all.”

Lin Yan rarely said such a long sentence: "Le Zai, you have to understand that sometimes you can't force yourself to be so good, otherwise things will backfire."

He Jingle was taken aback for a moment, as if the mute button had been pressed, and the sound suddenly disappeared.

He didn't know how he hurriedly ended this overly directional conversation, and he didn't know whether Lin Yan, who was too smart and precocious, had seen through a lot without knowing it like Xiang Kongshan. He only knew that the meaning of these words The lingering sound lingered in his ears for a long time, until the middle of the night, but it didn't make him fall asleep again.

Unable to fall asleep, he simply got up and walked around. Fortunately, the hotel booked a standard room, and Xin Sui was fast asleep on the next bed, with obvious fatigue in his brows and eyes. wake up.

But this man was not very peaceful in his sleep, his face was covered under the quilt, and he frowned as if someone owed money; He Jingle turned over and got out of bed, passing by Xin Sui's bed, he walked lightly all the time, only then did he notice the rain. He didn't know when it fell down, and some humid air was poured in from the open window; he stopped and stared for a while, then pushed open the door, and it turned out that by coincidence——

Xiang Kongshan, who lived next door to him, was about to come out, his expression was sober, and he seemed to have also been up all night.

The two looked at each other, and after a while, they both smiled, walked a few steps away in a very tacit understanding, and then talked in a low voice in the corridor; Xiang Kongshan spoke first, and asked as if going through the motions: "Why is this point not correct?" sleep?"

"What about you?" He Jingle squinted at him and threw the question back, "Why don't you sleep?"

"The rain was too loud," said Xiang Kongshan, "I got up to go to the bathroom, and I couldn't sleep, so I went out for a walk."

"Isn't that a coincidence, me too."

He Jingle fist-bumped with him, and the two of them went shoulder to shoulder to buy cans of Coke from the vending machine, making a fuss like in high school, sitting on the bar counter by the window in the lobby on the first floor to toast, and then competed to see who was the first to take the can Pull the ring and throw it into the trash can two meters away.

The rain became heavier and fell on the glass window, cutting the street lamps in the outer street into many blurred color blocks. He stared out of the window at Kongshan, took another sip of Coke, and after a few seconds, he suddenly said without a word: " Le Tsai, do you remember that when we graduated from high school, we also went hiking together, exactly the same as today, it also rained heavily that day, and then we huddled in the room and played poker for half the night?"

"Of course." He Jingle laughed, "As a result, everyone was sleepy in the middle of the night, so they just sat on the floor and slept all night. The next day, their backs hurt, and they had to get up together to watch the sunrise."

"After today, I'm afraid I'll have ptsd about mountain climbing in the future." Xiang Kongshan said as if joking.

"Le Zai," Xiang Kongshan paused, and said carefully, "I think it's normal for everyone to question the meaning of their own existence... including some things you don't want a group of people to do in a big way, If you want to do it yourself, you can do it yourself, but at these times, you have to know that you are not abandoned, our hearts will always be connected, and you just saw these scenery in advance for us.”

"We'll always be best friends from high school until now, won't we?"

But He Jingle didn't speak for a long time. During the silence, an evil fire suddenly gushed out of his chest. At this moment, he almost collapsed and thought:

But why?Why do you always have to play roles like this?

Xiang Kongshan said the same, and Lin Yan said the same. Everyone seemed to be prepared to be troubled by him for the rest of his life before he knew it, and they were very happy about it, but whether they understood it or not was precisely because of this. , he will feel afraid; he is a person who passively accepts care and consideration, so when the day comes when the show ends, what bargaining chip should he use to keep them? !

……

"Of course, we will always be best friends." He lowered his eyelashes and replied softly.

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This chapter may be difficult to read from the perspective of He Jingle, but it is easy to understand from the perspective of Xin Sui. For Xin Sui, it can be summed up in one sentence:

It's called "How can an object as big as me disappear before dawn"