he is a transparent person

The days at home during the winter vacation are comfortable and boring, except that Jiang Yao no longer runs upstairs every day, it is not much different from before.

But in order not to make his mother suspicious, Jiang Yao still pretended to go out, apparently looking for Xie Zhijin, but actually hiding in the corridor to chat with He Ming.

He Ming was wearing a wide suit, his hair was brushed back, his features were clear and handsome, and Jiang Yao could feel his brilliance even through the screen.

He admired the other party for being able to bear his own tuition and living expenses at a young age, but thought that He Ming dressed up like this for work, and felt sorry for the other party's need to travel so much.

Jiang Yao's family background is good. He has never been short of food and clothing since he grew up. He usually does housework at home, let alone go out to work. He couldn't help feeling sad for He Ming, "When can you go home?"

"Year 26." He Ming sat down nearby, said something with a smile to the model beside him, turned the camera around, and introduced, "I'm dating."

Looking at the stranger's face that suddenly approached the camera, Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment before responding, "Hello."

"I said who is He Ming obsessed with who keeps his phone in his hand all day long, so it's you," the young man grinned, and waved at Jiang Yao, "Next time let He Ming bring you over to play, I'll treat you. "

Jiang Yao glanced at He Ming, who had only half of his face left on the screen, and smiled embarrassedly.

After a while of laughing, He Ming reappeared in the camera, and introduced the young man to Jiang Yao, "We met on the Internet, he is a little Internet celebrity, he took me to run today's event, and there will be more in the future." Here's a chance for the two of you to meet."

Just now Jiang Yao felt that He Ming was working hard, but now he couldn't help yearning for the colorful life of the other party. If it were him, he would definitely not be able to get along with others as easily as He Ming.

After a few small talk, He Ming asked, "How about you, how are you at home?"

Jiang Yao's expression froze, he avoided He Ming's eyes and gave a muffled hum.

Naturally, He Ming didn't miss Jiang Yao's uneasiness, his expression darkened, and his smile was slightly restrained, "I'm not by your side, have you seen Xie Zhijin?"

Jiang Yao didn't want to deceive the other party, nodded his head slowly, but said anxiously, "He's sick, I just went to see him."

He Ming's long and straight black eyelashes cast erratic shadows in front of his eyes. He had expected that Jiang Yao would not be able to let go of Xie Zhijin completely, but when he heard Jiang Yao admitting to meeting Xie Zhijin, he couldn't help showing a bit of gloom. He replied calmly, "I believe in you."

Jiang Yao couldn't breathe a sigh of relief, and called softly, "He Ming..."

"Let's not talk about him anymore," He Ming smiled again, "Tell me about you, do you miss me?"

Few people set foot in the corridor, it is very empty, even if the voice is played softly, it can be heard at all.

Jiang Yao was immersed in the conversation with He Ming, and failed to notice the tall figure quietly approaching the door of the corridor. Through the crack of the door, he could see his smiling side face in the shadows, a little shy, but so sincere and enthusiastic .

"Miss you."

"How much do you miss me?"

Jiang Yao muttered, "I miss you so much."

"Then kiss one."

Jiang Yao laughed lowly, "I don't want it."

"Then I'll kiss you." He Ming closed and separated his upper and lower lips, and there was a slight pop in the air.

Even if it was an insubstantial kiss, Jiang Yao's cheeks were still hot, he bit his lip, and pouted slightly like He Ming.

Suddenly there was a very slight sound from the corridor gate, Jiang Yao was startled, and he looked over suddenly, but he didn't see anyone.

He Ming asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yao suppressed his inexplicable panic, "It's nothing, maybe I got it wrong..."

He chatted with He Ming for nearly an hour, and he reluctantly said goodbye when he was going to work.

When he walked out of the corridor, he glanced in the direction of Xie's house. The corridor was empty, as if the voice just now was just his illusion.

The community they live in is a one-story, one-unit apartment. Xie's parents are not at home during the day, and Xie Zhijin is the only person on the entire floor...

If it was Xie Zhijin, he should not bother to eavesdrop on other people's phone calls, Jiang Yao thought so, felt a little relieved, and went home.

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There are still four days until New Year's Eve, and every household is preparing for the upcoming New Year. Jiang's mother bought a large number of New Year's goods, all of which are Jiang Yao's favorite snacks.

Sometimes Jiang Yao is so greedy that he would secretly take out a pack or two from the bag and hide in his room to eat. When he was found out, his mother would at most nudge him. It is a long-standing tradition not to scold children during the Chinese New Year. In the past few days, Yao will be more presumptuous than usual.

After dinner, Jiang Yao went downstairs to throw out the trash.

I didn't expect to see Xie Zhijin outside.

After that meeting, Jiang Yao no longer went to see each other alone, and Xie Zhijin did not contact him. The two never mentioned each other's affairs in front of each other's elders, and they did a good job on the surface, so the elders naturally didn't know the twists and turns.

Jiang Yao and his mother visited each other twice. For some reason, after Xie Zhijin's fever subsided, his mental state did not improve. He was more indifferent and taciturn than before. Talking, as if the retention that day was just a dream of Jiang Yao.

The day before yesterday, Jiang's mother made braised pork and asked Jiang Yao to send it to Xie's house. He thought that he might meet Xie Zhijin, and he was very disturbed.

Fortunately, it was Xie's mother who opened the door, and from the time Jiang Yao stepped into Xie's house to the time he left, Xie Zhijin's door was tightly closed, and no one could be seen.

Xie Zhijin said he liked him, Jiang Yao wanted to believe it, but Xie Zhijin was just talking.

How can this be like it?

Even though Jiang Yao was ready to make a clean break with Xie Zhijin, it was still hard to let go when the day came.

Jiang Yuanyuan saw Xie Zhijin and Xie's father coming towards the building from afar, said hello to Xie's father, and then quietly went to see Xie Zhijin.

As the end of the new year was approaching, Xie Zhijin lost a lot of weight on such an auspicious day. His facial features became sharper and sharper, making him dauntingly cold.

Jiang Yao was horrified, and stared blankly at Xie Zhijin. Xie Zhijin took the lead to look away and left with long legs.

It's to the point where they don't know each other.

Jiang Yao's nose was sour, Xie's father's expression was not clear, he couldn't help sighing, and said to Jiang Yao, "You are the only good friend of Zhijin, please come and see him these few days, and accompany him say something."

He didn't know why, and wanted to ask more, but he could see Xie Zhijin's thin back, his voice was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single one.

Jiang Yao went home restless, no matter how obtuse he was, he could vaguely guess something.

Sure enough, when Xie's mother came to Jiang's house that night, his suspicions were confirmed.

"We felt that something was wrong when he came back this time, but this kid has been bored since he was a child. He refused to say anything when asked, and kept everything in his heart. We can't do anything about him."

"At first I thought it was just a common fever, but one night I heard a noise in the middle of the night. I went out to the living room and saw him opening the door, but he didn't answer me. When I got closer, I realized it was sleepwalking. I didn't dare to wake him up. Fortunately, he woke up when the door opened."

Xie's mother choked up, "I told his father that he would not let him go on like this. I went to the hospital a few times and did all the tests that could be done. Only then did I find out that it was anxiety. I don't know when it happened. The doctor said that sleepwalking should be caused by this disease."

Mother Jiang regretted, "That's true, did you say why?"

"I still need to investigate. The doctor prescribed medicine. His father and I are looking for an authoritative psychiatrist. If there is no improvement after a few years, we will need further treatment..."

While the two elders were talking, Jiang Yao sat quietly aside, and every word of Xie's mother was heard clearly in his ears.

Anxiety, sleepwalking, these two familiar words are associated with Xie Zhijin, which is extremely inconsistent.

The Xie Zhijin that Jiang Yao knew had always been calm and stable, so how could he be related to these emotional illnesses?

He was restless, and heard Xie's mother call him, saying the same words as Xie's father, "Xiaoyao, you and Zhijin are good friends, just be an aunt, please, talk to him when you have time, don't let him do nothing. Hold it in your heart."

Jiang's mother also said, "You will go up with your aunt Xie later, there is still a piece of cake in the refrigerator, take it with you."

Facing Xie Mu's red eyes, Jiang Yao couldn't say no.

He recalled Xie Zhijin's abnormality these days, and he had already seen it in school, but at that time he just thought that Xie Zhijin's studies were heavy, and he didn't think about it.

A moment later, the distracted Jiang Yao stood outside Xie Zhijin's room with the cake and Xie's mother.

Mother Xie knocked on the door, "Zhijin, Jiang Yao is here to see you."

As he spoke, he went to twist the doorknob, only to find that Xie Zhijin had locked it.

Jiang Yao's throat was rough, he hesitated and called out, "Xie Zhijin?"

There was still no response from inside, just when the two thought that something happened to Xie Zhijin, the door was finally opened from the inside.

Seeing Xie Zhijin's sickly slumped face, Jiang Yao gasped.

Xie Mu said happily, "Jiang Yao brought you a cake, you can eat while chatting."

Xie Zhijin didn't speak, and slightly staggered his body, allowing Jiang Yao to enter.

The door closed with a click, and Jiang Yao looked at Xie Zhijin helplessly. His eyes were so cold that he thought of some kind of cold-blooded animal.

But he still lifted the packing box in his hand and forced out a smile, "Cake..."

Xie Zhijin looked down at the embarrassed Jiang Yao and said, "Did my mother tell you?"

Jiang Yao nodded.

Xie Zhijin's facial features tensed, and he said without beginning or end, "Jiang Yao, let's go."

Jiang Yao never expected such a scene, and blinked in a daze, "What?"

Xie Zhijin took a step forward, and Jiang Yao's back was against the door.

The cold palm pressed against his cheek, and the pulp of his fingers pressed against his lips gently, Jiang Yao couldn't help but get nervous when he saw the obsidian pupils of the other party rolling like black clouds encroaching on the city. Breathing slowed down.

Jiang Yao opened his lips, "Thank you..."

Xie Zhijin suddenly held his face and kissed him forcefully.

It was an almost predatory kiss, without any skill, with deep desire, silently clamoring for possession.

After a moment of panic, Jiang Yao struggled, and the cake in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

He panicked and pushed Xie Zhijin away.

Xie Zhijin took two steps back, out of breath, and said quickly, "If you stay here, I don't know what I will do..."

Immediately, she turned her back, "Don't come to see me again, while I can still control myself."

Jiang Yao's chest rose and fell, and he saw Xie Zhijin's slightly trembling body, and also saw the sweat falling from Xie Zhijin's forehead in the winter.

He had never felt Xie Zhijin's loss of control so clearly before, and he called out with difficulty, "Xie Zhijin..."

What responded to him was Xie Zhijin's hoarse voice, "Let's go."

Jiang Yao gritted his teeth, he really wanted to go forward and hug Xie Zhijin, but thinking about the relationship between the two, he finally endured the sadness and left Xie Zhijin's room in a panic.

The room was quiet again.

Mother Xie came after hearing the sound, "What's the matter, Xiaoyao..."

Xie Zhijin's pale face was covered with sweat, and he slowly squatted down to grab the muddy cake, his hands were shaking so badly that he grabbed the sticky cream with one hand.

He looked up at the already empty surroundings, leaving only his mother's worried eyes.

I don't want Jiang Yao to see such a terrifying side of him.

A puppet manipulated by emotions.

Three ways

Xiao Xie (complaint): I love my wife so much, I am afraid of scaring her.

Xiaohe (smiling): Don't touch my wife.