forgotten island

Seeing that Nan Qing's thin back was missing at all, Zhang Chengyi subconsciously took a step forward, but it was only a step. The muddy texture grabbed his ankle, Zhang Chengyi stopped, and stared thoughtfully at The courtyard, and finally left the house without a head.

It had been a week since Zhang Chengyi went home again. Nan Qing just fell asleep and woke up in a daze. Somewhat thirsty, he went downstairs to pour water.As soon as he poured the water and came out of the kitchen with a water glass, there was the sound of a combination lock at the door. After a few beeps, the door was opened, followed by a heavy sound, like something Things hit the ground.

Nan Qing even forgot to drink water, and directly put the cup on the table, the water in it swayed gently, and hurried towards the door.At this point in time, there is no one else who can come here except Zhang Chengyi.Nan Qing quickened his pace, and sure enough, at the entrance, under the warm yellow lamp, there was a person lying down, Nan Qing didn't need to go close to smell the strong smell of alcohol.

"Zhang Chengyi?" Nan Qing slowed down, Zhang Chengyi ignored him, lying on the ground in a daze, his suit was wrinkled into a ball, and there was no movement at all.

Nan Qing sighed softly, Zhang Chengyi would always get drunk one day in a year, he walked up to Zhang Chengyi, squatted down, stretched out his finger and poked his head.Zhang Chengyi naturally didn't respond, his head shook slightly following Nan Qing's movements.

"Zhang Chengyi, don't you know that you are very heavy?" Nan Qing said complaining, but his tone was not at all unhappy, "I haven't come for seven days, you know?"

Zhang Chengyi remained silent.

Nan Qing held his chin, stared at Zhang Chengyi for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand through his armpit, and helped him up from the floor with great difficulty.Zhang Chengyi's 1.8-meter-seven tall man hangs on Nan Qing's 1.7-meter-five body, which looks particularly disharmonious, forcing Nan Qing to walk a few steps forward.

Zhang Chengyi's face was leaning against Nan Qing's shoulder, the distance was ridiculously close, the two skins were tightly stuck together, the smell of alcohol on Zhang Cheng's body was even stronger, and his breath was hotly floating on Nan Qing's bare neck, Zhang Chengyi moved restlessly a few times, as if trying to get closer to Nan Qing. Nan Qing was already struggling to hold him, so it was even more difficult for him to move.

Nan Qing smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand and gently touched Zhang Chengyi's hair: "Be good, don't move around." Zhang Chengyi was really obedient, and only then would he be so harmless to humans and animals. .

It took Nanqing a lot of effort to bring Zhang Chengyi from the first floor to the room, and put him on the bed safely.Turning around, he went to the washroom, fetched a basin of hot water, and when he came out, Zhang Chengyi had already sat up, vomited all over the floor, making a mess, and his body was even more messed up.

Nan Qing walked over, supported Zhang Chengyi, who was staggering, and brought him to the head of the bed, letting him lean on the pillow comfortably: "It's so dirty, Zhang Chengyi." He said disgusting words, but his movements were gentle It's outrageous,

He turned around and wrung out the towel, carefully wiped off the dirt on his mouth little by little, took off his dirty clothes, fetched another basin of water and wiped his body again, and changed his clothes. Put on the soft pajamas: "Be uncomfortable."

Zhang Chengyi had a reaction at this moment, hummed lightly, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyelids seemed to be heavy, which made his speed of opening eyes a bit slow, Zhang Chengyi slurred a few words.Nan Qing didn't hear clearly, he moved closer: "What do you want to say? Are you uncomfortable?"

"Ji Li." Zhang Chengyi said it again.

is a person's name.

Ji Li?

Nan Qing straightened up suspiciously, and looked at Zhang Chengyi who had opened his eyes and had flushed cheeks. After drinking, his eyes were a little hazy, covered with water vapor, and he couldn't see clearly what was printed in his pupils.He just wanted to ask who Ji Li was.

Zhang Chengyi opened his mouth again and said, "Nan Qing?"

Nan Qing responded immediately: "Well, it's me."

"Nan Qing." Zhang Chengyi repeated again, "You are Nan Qing."

Nan Qing nodded when he heard Zhang Chengyi's illogical words.

"I know you are Nan Qing. I know..." Zhang Chengyi continued to read in fragments, but he couldn't hear what he was saying at the end. Nan Qing just sat by the bed and listened to Zhang Chengyi's indistinct words until He closed his eyes again before he went downstairs to make him a glass of honey water.

By the time Nanqing fed him water and cleaned the floor, it was almost dawn.

Nan Qing dragged his tired body, sat down on the edge of the bed, watched Zhang Chengyi lying quietly under the quilt, frowning tightly, and instinctively reached out to help him smooth it out a little bit, Nan Qing lowered his eyes, long His gray eyelashes covered his gray eyes, and the silhouette fell on his lower eyelids, covering all his emotions. Nan Qing watched quietly for a moment before getting under the quilt and lying beside Zhang Chengyi. As if sensing something, everything was a habitual movement, conditioned reflex and muscle memory, Zhang Chengyi stretched out his hand very quickly, and quickly pulled Nan Qing into his arms, the two of them were separated by thin pajamas, Paste together.

The two were very close, and their heartbeats were so close to each other.

Zhang Chengyi's heavy breathing slowed down a lot, as if he had calmed down instantly.The whole person seems to relax.

Listening to Zhang Chengyi's gentle breathing, Nan Qing fell asleep not long after.

When he woke up again, there was no sign of Zhang Chengyi on the bed. He blinked his eyes in confusion, unable to recall whether yesterday was a dream or reality, until he saw the dirty clothes at the end of the bed from the corner of his eye. , he was sure it was true, Zhang Chengyi had been back.

Nan Qing got up, washed up and went downstairs. He ate some breakfast casually. The yard had been repaired, and it was an ordinary piece of green. The flowers that disappeared in the yard gave Nan Qing a great stimulus. He began to secretly Playing the cello during the day, on the one hand, Zhang Chengyi’s birthday is approaching, he needs the cello to prepare birthday presents for him, on the other hand, he is really bored.

Originally, he had already found a suitable place for composing music, but it was a bit far away, and he had to transfer two subways and another bus to get there.The flowers in the yard are still in front, so he goes there every day, so that Zhang Chengyi won't find himself playing the violin, and he can drop by to find a DIY shop when he comes back.

But now, he doesn't want to go, it's such a long way, such a long time... He can't explain why.Maybe it's courageous.

Nan Qing didn't know, in the days that followed, when he thought back on this day, he realized that it wasn't that he had become bold, but that his heart had been killed. With the disappearance of the flowers in the yard, he had gradually begun not to care , because I don't care anymore, so I am not afraid of anything.

Similarly, Zhang Chengyi, after a long time, recalled his impulsive self that day, and only regretted that he had personally made Nan Qing's heart that was not barren, barren and dry.He needs to use all the time he has left to re-cultivate a colorful courtyard.

It was he who buried the isolated island with his own hands, and let the sea swallow it up without stretching out his hand.