Even so, I still like you

After some complicated processes of incineration, disinfection, bagging and sealing, Zhang Yuhang cooked a delicious breakfast. As an apology, he also had a cup of full-fat calming sweet milk.

Shen Tongguang was not in a hurry to eat. He sat at the table and looked at his mobile phone, babbling sadly and superstitiously: "It's my fault, my fault, and I forgot to read the almanac. remember."

Zhang Yuhang kept looking at him, and waited until he finished speaking before speaking: "The so-called suspension bridge effect doesn't seem to work."

"What is the suspension bridge effect?" Shen Tongguang put away his mobile phone, and angrily picked up a fork to eat his soft North African eggs, his cheeks bulging, "What are you planning to harm me?"

"Don't worry," Zhang Yuhang casually crossed his fingers, "it's just some psychology."

The mysterious power of the East is fighting against the scientific system of the West. In the end, it can only be bullshit and nonsense.Shen Tongguang was physically and mentally devastated early in the morning, his blood was low, and he didn't want to talk to him, so he waved his hand feebly while eating: "You finish cleaning the dishes and leave, don't show up again in a short time, otherwise I will see you Your face thinks of cockroaches, cockroaches... vomit."

"What's the matter with you?" Zhang Yuhang asked with concern, "Are you pregnant?"

"I'm pregnant with you!" Shen Tongguang was so ashamed and angry that the veins on his neck burst out.

Later, while Zhang Yuhang was cleaning the dishes, Shen Tongguang took out his mobile phone and searched for the suspension bridge effect, and suddenly felt that Zhang Yuhang was really terrifying, evil, and despicable!The embodiment of dark power!

The YouKnowWho in Shen Tongguang's heart didn't forget to empty out the takeaway boxes and three trash cans he had saved up before going out, and packed them away. It was all well and good, but when he reached the entrance, he suddenly turned around and asked Shen Tongguang, "Where's your reply?"

Shen Tongguang was impetuous: "What reply!"

"Forget it." Zhang Yuhang pulled the zipper of the down jacket up to his chin, took advantage of his height and looked down at him, with a half-smile and a look of ease, "I'll give you a few days to think about it."

He used a single-threaded logic that lived to 22 years old, never been in a relationship, and came out painlessly in a second, thinking that falling in love is not difficult. If you like it, you can confess it. If you are together, you can be nice to others. How complicated.

Shen Tongguang twisted his arms back and forth, bared his teeth and sneered: "You little brat, don't memorize the president's quotations."

The two suddenly and inexplicably crossed their eyes fiercely in the air for 1 minute. The battle became intense, until Shen Tongguang's myopic eye, which had been staring at the electronic screen all year round, became severely congested and slowly shed two clear tears.

Shen Tong was naked and strong, and continued to stare at him with stubborn tears: "If you don't leave, I will go to the judicial process."

"Good boy," Zhang Yuhang sympathetically wiped his face with the sleeve of his clothes, "Don't be brave with your brother, ah."

Shen Tongguang burst into tears and kicked his calf.

After finally getting the person away, there was only a row of large characters scrolling back and forth in Shen Tongguang's head: It is easy to ask God to send God away, but it is easy to ask God to send God away, ah...

He let out a sigh of relief and threw himself on the beanbag sofa forcefully, reached for eyedrops, and thought wildly, what are you kidding little octopus!I don't even look at how old I am, I just want to be a meal partner, don't rely on my morning/prosperity to develop some inexplicable lovelines!

"And you!" Shen Tongguang stretched out his hand and patted his chest, "Are you crazy, jumping, jumping, cured if you're sick, didn't you hear it!"

At the end of December, it was very cold, and Shen Tongguang went out alone.

When I went out, the weather was not good, there was light rain and sleet, and the north wind squeaked into my trouser legs, and my body felt about minus [-] degrees.Shen Tongguang was wearing heated underwear, a sweater and wool trousers, a big down jacket and a hat, and he was still shivering from the cold.

The place he was going to was far away, and he was not someone who could easily afford a taxi. The bus turned to the bus, and the bus bounced around. It took more than two hours to get there, and he stepped on the mud as soon as he got off the bus.

This is a small town at the fringe of urban and rural areas. The supermarkets sell dirty things. Shen Tongguang brought a carton of good milk, squatted on the ground and carefully picked out a bag full of apples. Wo Gan, paid the money and walked to the town.

The town is still an old structure of one family, with a cement wall courtyard, and a copper lion door knocker embedded on the double wooden door. Shen Tongguang turned left and right and walked for a few minutes, his hair was wet before he arrived at the destination.

He stepped forward to pull up the paint knocker and slapped it on the door, repeatedly splashing tiny drops of water.

The fine rain seemed to soften the wooden door, and the sound was muffled.

After knocking twice, he stopped knocking and waited quietly.After a while, there was a clang of unlocking from behind the door, an old woman with gray sideburns opened the door, looked up and saw his face was bluish and white from the rain, she was anxious: "You child, why didn't you have an umbrella? "

"It's okay, auntie," Shen Tongguang pulled out a cute smile, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go into the room and talk, don't freeze."

The yard is two-entry, and a big yellow dog is tied to the door. It was lying lazily at first, but when it saw Shen Tongguang, it stood up excitedly and barked.

The old woman took the thing, and Shen Tongguang hugged its head and rubbed it: "Bacon, you are fat."

"I'm old and I don't like to move anymore." The woman put down her things and turned on the stove again, "I told you not to come, just don't hear about it, it's cold!"

"Why is it cold?" Shen Tongguang smiled brightly, "I thought you were here."

He deliberately chose to come after two o'clock in the afternoon, and he didn't bother anyone to give him a meal. The old and the young didn't turn on the lights, and they talked slowly around the stove for a while, nothing more than how their work was and how their health was. But it feels hot under the eyes.

This place, this old woman, was the only proof that he had lived.

Some people still care about him, some people still care about him, some people still remember him.

Incense is kept in the house all year round, and a thin white smoke floats from the altar on the cupboard.There were two black-and-white photos in the Buddhist altar. Shen Tongguang felt like a thousand arrows were piercing his heart just by taking a quick look. He turned his head suddenly and could barely breathe.

This action failed to escape the woman's eyes, she finally couldn't help sighing, and said in the tone that her biological parents would use: "Tong Guang, listen to my advice..."

"Auntie, I have to go to the car." Shen Tongguang stood up abruptly, with a smile on his face, "Go to the village committee dance this year, take it easy, don't flinch, and wear flat shoes, you understand?"

The woman was silent for a while, then agreed in a low voice.

When Shen Tongguang strode out, she thought of something, hurriedly chased after her, and said in succession, "Wait a minute, I'll get you some pickles!"

Shen Tongguang loudly said no, took the opportunity to quickly hide a thick envelope under the dog bowl, sniffed the bacon, sniffed it, and looked at him half-understood.

In the end, he was still stuffed with a big bucket of pickles and an umbrella. Shen Tongguang said goodbye to the woman with a smile. When he went out, the curvature of his lips disappeared. He just walked forward along the muddy path, and finally turned left and right. , stopped in front of a small restaurant.

Business was sluggish on a rainy day, and he felt cold from his feet up. He ordered two dishes, and ordered a small amount of warmed homemade wine, and sat by the window to eat slowly.

The owner of the store was doing nothing. He glanced at the pickle bucket beside him, pretending that Shen Tongguang was a college student studying out of town, and asked casually while smoking a cigarette, "Are you coming back to visit relatives? Did your mother make it?"

"...Yes," Shen Tongguang paused, his cheeks flushed from drinking, and he smiled happily, "My mother made it."

It was already past seven in the evening when Shen Tongguang returned home, it was completely dark, and the windows of thousands of households were all bright squares.

He didn't know that Zhang Yuhang was standing in the corridor on the sixth floor of the building. With his two eagle eyes with 5.0 vision, he could see from a distance that he was holding an old bright orange umbrella with the words 'M-Zone, My Site, My Land' written on it. Call the shots' and so on.

For no reason, Zhang Yuhang's restlessness after waiting for half an hour suddenly disappeared.

He watched the orange umbrella move slowly and crookedly, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his lips. He stretched out his finger and poked on the glass: "Are you an idiot?"

As soon as the words fell, the umbrella actually tilted in the direction of his fingertips. It seemed that someone almost fell.

Shen Tongguang was so drunk that he was so frightened that he hurriedly stood still, and just stood there under the streetlight in a daze, without opening his umbrella, and looked up at the sky.

He was looking at the endless snow, and Zhang Yuhang also looked at him quietly, and saw his lips move, as if he had said two words.

It wasn't calling him anyway, because when Shen Tongguang climbed up the stairs, he was obviously taken aback when he saw him.

The dim corridor lights fell from above their heads, Zhang Yuhang couldn't help raising his eyebrows and said: "Are you drinking? You don't answer the phone."

"Why are you here?" Shen Tongguang answered irrelevantly, poked the password wobbly, but failed to press it correctly several times.

Zhang Yuhang couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply reached out from behind to help him press, and said in a flat voice, "I miss you."

With a ding, the door opened, but Shen Tongguang didn't go in. He turned around with the heavy bucket of pickles, and said to Zhang Yuhang wearily, "Go back to school, I'm not in the mood to argue with you today."

"I didn't want to make trouble with you either." Being kicked out as soon as he came up, no one was very happy, Zhang Yuhang frowned slightly, "Shen Tongguang, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Really, hard work." Shen Tongguang said without emotion, "Anyway, you go."

He lowered his head, and Zhang Yuhang could only stare at the two black hairs on top of his head, thinking, let me go, after I leave, you will sleep on the ground in a lump, right?Then wake up the next day with a terrible headache, and eat some junk food to kill it?

His hands unconsciously clenched into fists in his pockets, and he said coldly, "If I don't leave."

Shen Tongguang felt that the alcohol had completely burned his cheeks at this moment, and it was still spreading violently upwards. He was distracted for a while, and his breathing became a little short.He raised his head to look at Zhang Yuhang's fierce face because of his expressionless face, he was silent for a moment, his eyes suddenly burst into a flash of fire like gold and stone colliding, and then he fell into a death-like defeat as if he had given up on himself.

"I see."

After speaking softly, he stretched out his slender and cold fingers to hold Zhang Yuhang, and pulled him into the house.

The author says:

Zhang: Well, it seems that the progress is quite fast... In short, it exceeded my expectations (??0?-?0??)?