forgotten island

When the car door was opened, Nan Qing looked over, the rain came in with the wind, dripping wet the seat, and there was no one outside.Zhang Chengyi closed the door and looked at Nan Qing's face, which was as pale as paper, and the left cheek was already red and swollen.

Zhang Chengyi reached out to touch Nan Qing's face, but was avoided by Nan Qing, Nan Qing reacted greatly, Zhang Chengyi frowned, and stopped his hand in mid-air.

Nan Qing carefully explained: "It hurts."

Zhang Chengyi didn't seem to hear what Nan Qing said, he pinched his chin stubbornly, and forced Nan Qing's face towards him, Nan Qing hissed in pain.The expression on Zhang Chengyi's face was not very good, Nan Qing couldn't figure out his intention, so he could only grit his teeth and let him look at him.

"What are you hiding from?" Zhang Chengyi said dissatisfiedly, "Are you angry?"

Nan Qing didn't dare to be angry, and shook his head: "No, it just hurts." But the expression on his face couldn't be concealed.

Zhang Chengyi took a deep look at him, and let go of his hand: "Remember to apply it when you get home."

Nan Qing bit her lip and gave a hum, her hands were mixed together.Zhang Chengyi saw all this, and it took him a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "What do you want to say?"

Nan Qing was in a daze for a moment.

"Speak." A little impatient.

Nan Qing lightly snapped his nails, the kiss in the rain flashed in his mind, and then kneeling in embarrassment flashed across his mind. He took a deep breath and asked, "Will you not want me?"

Zhang Chengyi knew that Nanqing would not ask any outrageous questions. He had always been the most obedient and well-mannered, so he was the most at ease, but he never thought that he would ask such a question.

Zhang Chengyi suddenly didn't know how to answer, which made him a little impetuous.If it was a longer time ago, if Nanqing asked such a question, he would answer without hesitation, yes.But now, he didn't know what to say, and he didn't understand why he couldn't answer. This kind of unpredictable emotion made him very annoyed, and his face sank.

He stretched out his fingers and tapped his leg a few times.

He carefully dissected Nan Qing's words, and finally found the answer in the extremely small details that he even imagined. He thought that Nan Qing wanted more, and when he came up with this idea, it seemed that he felt sorry for Nan Qing at the moment. All of a sudden it disappeared.

Zhang Chengyi hates people who ask for it.

The car was quiet for a while, but Zhang Chengyi's answer was not heard.

Nan Qing knew that he had asked the wrong question again.

"Nanqing, I hope you don't expect more things." Zhang Chengyi broke the silence.

Nan Qing looked at him blankly: "What?"

The car has already driven to the door of the house, the sky is already dark, and the rain under the headlights has turned into fine flying dust.It's like the insignificant Nanqing.

"Here we are, get out of the car." There was no emotion in the voice.

Before Nan Qing finished digesting Zhang Chengyi's words, the driver in front had already handed over an umbrella. Nan Qing had no choice but to take it and got out of the car. Before he could turn around, the sound of the car door closing came from behind him.The accumulated water on the ground splashed a lot with the driving of the car. Nan Qing stood in the rain holding the umbrella handle. He didn't turn around, like a shadow.

Nan Qing did want more, but he also had self-knowledge. He was a little at a loss about what happened in the car and why his words made Zhang Chengyi angry again.He didn't know where Zhang Chengyi's sudden emotion came from, he was like a puppy that was suddenly thrown on the side of the road, without a sign, without a rope, what was left was only the burning pain of falling when his master dropped him.

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The next day, Nan Qing was woken up by the sound of the phone. He reached out and groped for a while before he found the phone.He glanced at the phone instinctively, he was afraid it was Zhang Chengyi calling.

Zhang Chengyi's name did not appear on the phone screen, but it still made him jump up from the bed.He picked up the phone without hesitation, and his voice was rarely pleasant: "Mo Shen!"

"I'll wait for you at the old place, come out right away." The voice on the other end of the phone was not happy, and he could hear his displeasure just from the receiver, and he finished speaking concisely.Before Nan Qing could speak, the phone on the other end had already hung up.

Nan Qing suddenly remembered that he had been lying to Mo Shen all along.

Mo Shen, Nanqing University classmate and upper bunk, is Nanqing’s best friend, but in his senior year, Mo Shen went abroad, and the two of them could only be contacted by mobile phone. During the period, Mo Shen came back once, when Nanqing Qing was already taken care of by Zhang Chengyi, which made Mo Shen unbelievable and had a big quarrel with Nan Qing. He was mainly angry that Nan Qing was willing to be such a person, and even gave up his cello and quit the orchestra.After Mo Shen went abroad again, he never contacted Nan Qing again. In order not to lose this friend, Nan Qing had to lie to him and say that he broke up.

Now that Mo Shen is back, he must have heard some news.

Nan Qing scratched his hair in distress, stared at the phone for a while, and still went to the appointment.

After so many years, the milk tea shop next to the university is still the same. As soon as Nan Qing entered the door, he didn't need to look for it, and saw Mo Shen.Mo Shen is handsome, coupled with his smoky blue hair and the tattoos he made on his arms, it's hard for people not to pay attention to him,

Nan Qing adjusted his emotions, pretending nothing happened, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

Mo Shen's sideways face turned around, his complexion was not very good, and he didn't get close to Nan Qing. Nan Qing didn't feel embarrassed, so he sat down on his own, and when he saw the fruit tea on the table, he frowned: " You still know me."

Mo Shen didn't speak, just stared at him.

Nan Qing sighed helplessly: "You can scold if you want."

Mo Shen glared at him: "Curse? Is scolding useful? If scolding wakes you up, I would have greeted you long ago. Nanqing, you are so in love."

Nan Qing smiled understandably, without explaining, he felt that what Mo Shen said was right, he was a love brain.

Seeing Nanqing's calm expression, Mo Shen was furious: "Nanqing has been with him for six years, and you are still following him!" Mo Shen asked incomprehensibly, "Do you know how the people outside are doing?" Talk about you! You still lied to me. I should ask in the circle instead of trusting you directly."

Nan Qing looked at the cup of fruit tea on the table in front of him, took the straw and poked the watermelon inside vigorously: "I know."

"what?"

"I know what they say about me, it's nothing more than the most obedient dog, beautiful toy, it's okay, I'm used to it."

Mo Shen was stunned, and then reflected, and said with hatred: "Who is Zhang Chengyi, don't you know how many Yingying Yanyans are around him? You are a man, Nan Qing." Although Mo Shen's tone was very Chong, but not loud, after all, outside, he didn't want to embarrass Nan Qing, "Have you forgotten yourself? When you were young, you wanted to learn the cello, and your grandma let you learn all the savings left by your parents. When you grow up, you make money while taking cello lessons. How hard it was for you to be admitted to the conservatory of music, and how hard it was to join the orchestra. Now you are doing it for someone who doesn’t like you... Nanqing, are you worthy of your grandma? Are you worthy of yourself?"

Mo took a deep breath: "Do you still know how to play the cello? You should be on a stage with shining lights, not a canary in captivity. You are hopeless!"

Why didn't Nanqing know?He knew that he had committed a heinous crime, that he was sorry for his grandma, and even more sorry for himself, but he had no choice but to not like Zhang Chengyi, he was like an irrational nightingale who stuck roses into his chest, just wanting to like him for himself The man who planted the brightest flower.There is no reason to like it, and he doesn't want to be a canary in a cage, but only in this way will Zhang Chengyi take a look at him, and he can get a moment of tenderness from Zhang Chengyi.

He glanced at Mo Shen, the corners of his eyes were a little red, probably because of anger.

"Maybe you don't believe it, but Zhang Chengyi's eyes stayed on me for a few minutes. During those few minutes, I was saved." Nan Qing said bitterly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes, I have long been terminally ill, so I have no Medicine can help."