Even so, I still like you

At [-] o'clock in the evening, the street lights of the two walks are turned on in sequence, the small car is chasing the big car, and the battery is on top of the motorcycle. It is an ordinary city night scene.

In early spring in March, the night wind was still very cool, but Zhang Yuhang was sweating all over his body.The live broadcast time of the preview has passed, and the senior quickly dialed countless calls to catch up: "What's the situation? I'm ready to follow up!"

The cold wind whizzed through his hair, as if ice particles were sprinkled all over his head and face in an instant. Zhang Yuhang stood on the street with people coming and going, closed his eyes hard, and breathed calmly: "...he ran away."

His heart was beating so violently that he could taste blood in his throat.

Rather than anger, it was more inconceivable, almost betrayed—how could he leave so quietly?Talk nonsense like 'the white paint is gone' as if nothing happened, turn around and run away in a hurry?

What, will I eat you, or will I beat you up because of your temporary change of mind?Aren't you very resistant to beating?

The back of his coat was all wet with sweat. Zhang Yuhang walked back with tired steps. For the first time in his life, he felt as if the entire gray sky had descended on his head. The starch slid down the leg of the trousers, shoes and socks, and was in a terrible embarrassment all the way.

When he used the key to unlock the lock, he still held a sliver of hope, but in just half a second, he was completely annihilated by the darkness of the room, and the shoes he had dropped anxiously at the entrance were still in place, lying upside down.

Zhang Yuhang's mind went blank, he went into the room numbly, lay down on the sofa, and opened social media.The comments under Shen Tongguang's account have exploded, with all kinds of doubts, conspiracy theories, and ridicules. No one guessed that Shen Tongguang escaped.

The media, press releases, and videos prepared for tonight were all planned for nothing. He didn't feel bad because he wasted time and energy making Shen Tongguang's wedding dress. What he couldn't bear was Shen Tongguang's attitude towards this matter.

Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, send me a message to explain.

Even if you become a deserter, complain to me.

I have never been a person who relies on others, why do you insist on making my eyes dark again and again, and always guarding a weak candle in the wind.

He thought about all this numbly and confusedly, then cut out the interface and sent a message to Shen Tongguang: Where are you?

come back.

I'm not angry.

I'll cook something delicious for you.

Brother, come back quickly.

Crying puppy emoticon pack.

I'm waiting for you.

……

The one-sided dialogue box quickly occupied the entire screen, and Zhang Yuhang felt as if he had been repeatedly cut and scratched in his heart. Zhang Yuhang wanted to grit his teeth, and raised his arms tightly to cover his eyes. crash sound.

He was so desperate that he even felt as if he was going to throw up.Suddenly, he remembered something, got up abruptly, and took out a small notebook from the drawer under the coffee table.

There are a few phone numbers that Shen Tongguang wrote down before the rainy day, including the editor's, parents', and Xu Zhixing's mother's.

Zhang Yuhang first dialed the editor, but couldn't get through, so he had to call the fixed line marked "home".

The voice of waiting to be connected seemed to hit the eardrum with a hammer, and finally, a middle-aged man's drunken voice came from over there: "Hello! Who is it?"

"Hello, Uncle." Zhang Yuhang tensed up, "I'm Shen Tongguang's... roommate, I want to ask, did he say he was going home or where he was going recently?"

"Why did he come back? He hasn't been home for many years!" The other party replied gruffly, as if he was talking about an enemy instead of a son, "He still has to go to work, why come back?"

"work?"

The other party's voice suddenly changed, loud and forthright, as if deliberately to let someone hear it: "Yes, my son is in X company, don't you know? It's just a big one, what cross-border and striding, one painting is Selling tens of thousands, I was too busy to make money for a year, and the money sent to us was tens of thousands..."

"Uncle, Shen Tongguang——"

As soon as Zhang Yuhang realized it, he immediately shut his mouth, resisted to listen, and finally couldn't help taking a deep breath when the man finished speaking, and then slowly exhaled: "Well, he may be working overtime, I'll ask again He's a colleague."

At the same time, someone was calling on the phone: "Old Shen, are you hiding alcohol on the phone?"

Shen Tongguang's father didn't say a word, and hurriedly hung up the phone and went back to the wine table.

Zhang Yuhang felt the blue veins on his forehead throbbing. He sat quietly by the table for a while, when there was a slight sound at the door, and someone opened the door sneakily like a cat and mouse.

He was still so anxious last second, yet Zhang Yuhang was able to restrain himself and not move at this moment, calmly listening to the man come in, change his shoes, and then hesitantly called him from behind as if he didn't dare to approach him: "Zhang Yuhang."

He didn't respond, Shen Tongguang hesitated, stood on his left foot for a while, and finally moved up uneasy: "You're fine—it hurts! It hurts!"

Zhang Yuhang used [-]% of his strength to grab his hand on his shoulder and pull it in front of him.

Shen Tongguang fell very embarrassed, and at the same time, the strong smell of alcohol permeated between the two of them.

"You actually went to drink?" Zhang Yuhang's eyes were gloomy, and he almost laughed angrily, "Why, you still need to be bold?"

Shen Tongguang twitched his wrist a few times but couldn't break free from him. He stared slightly, fearful and unwilling to admit defeat: "I came back only when you said you weren't angry!"

After Zhang Yuhang heard this sentence, his head thumped, his chest heaved violently, and he looked at his innocent expression coldly, like a fire cooking oil, all kinds of emotions rose up like dross, washed back and forth in his chest, and burned his heart full of scars.

What has become of this?Time and time again, it was sunny and rainy for a while, without even a transition, he was really tired, during this time he didn't dare to say the utmost kindness to Shen Tongguang, at least he had a clear conscience.

If a few years later, Zhang Yuhang would definitely let go and leave without wasting any emotion, but now he still couldn't help asking stubbornly: "Why did you run away?"

Why should you let yourself down so much?

Burned by his burning eyes, Shen Tongguang immediately looked away, the corners of his brows and mouth curled down, and he said nonchalantly: "There are so many reasons, I don't want to do it."

Zhang Yuhang stared at him, with the illusion that every second was as long as an hour, as if he saw this person clearly for the first time.Then he let go of Shen Tongguang's hand and stood up from the sofa.

Shen Tongguang subconsciously wanted to catch him, and only pinched a corner of his clothes in the air: "Are you angry?"

"I'm not angry," Zhang Yuhang said calmly, "Let's break up."

According to Shen Tongguang's original character, he would definitely make trouble, jump, roll all over the floor and beg for mercy, but he was so quiet after listening, as if resigned to his fate, his hand slipped from his clothes, and he said to himself: "I've known for a long time that first love is like this, and it won't succeed."

"You don't compare me with him!" Zhang Yuhang finally yelled unbearably.

"He died in summer. I met you in winter. We have no similarities. But how many people who were kind to you, how much time wasted, and how much sincere feelings were wasted because of him?"

Zhang Yuhang's eyes were reddened by the uncontrollable emotions. At this moment, everything he showed was completely irrelevant to the modesty and decency that an adult should maintain, but he just continued with red eyes nonchalantly. Go on: "After I'm with you, I've been searching for loan sharks, committing suicide, ghostwriting, what the hell are these things? The more I try to pull you out, the more you dig into the mud! Yes, I'm not the savior , how can you win against a dead person?"

Shen Tongguang was trembling all over, he bit his lip hard until the blood came from the bite, and finally said softly: "I'm sorry."

"No, I can't bear it. The only thing you are sorry for is yourself. You can continue to hide, hide for the rest of your life, and never come out to see the outside world."

Zhang Yuhang wiped his face vigorously, erasing all his emotions, and then said in a tone of merciless indifference that Shen Tongguang had never heard before: "I also want to thank you for finally making me decide to give up on you completely."