lake garden moon

Kang Zhier slept on the balcony the night before and was blown by the wind, and woke up the next morning to find that he had caught a cold.

On this day, Elvis came home earlier than usual.

As soon as he got home, he went upstairs.

Back in the bedroom, Elvis saw Kang Zhier sitting behind the desk, wrapped in a thin blanket, typing on the computer.

He seemed to be in good condition, but he was not energetic, and the frequency of typing was a little lower than usual.

After he walked in, Kang Zhier heard the movement, looked towards the door, and stretched his neck slightly when he saw him.

"Elvis, you're back."

Elvis nodded to him and followed him to the laundry room.

After changing, Elvis went behind the desk and sat down beside him.

"You came back early today." Kang Zhier turned his body to him.

"Ah."

Elvis nodded, followed by placing his palm on his forehead, but found no signs of fever.

Afterwards, he put down his hand and asked Kang Zhier, "Xiao Zhi, how do you feel now?"

"Fortunately," Kang Zhier spoke with a nasal voice, and his speech speed was also slow, "I kept sneezing in the morning, and it's better in the afternoon. Now I just feel a little tired."

After finishing speaking, he slowly lowered his shoulders and asked Elvis for help: "Elvis, I want to drink water."

Elvis picked up the water glass from the counter, put it in front of him, and turned the straw towards him.

Kang Zhier lowered his head and drank very slowly.

After he was full, he slowly raised his head.

When Elvis put the water glass back on the counter, he glanced at his open computer.

"Haven't you finished your homework today?" He asked Kang Zhier.

"No homework today." Kang Zhier told him.

Elvis looked at the forms with different colors on his screen and asked him, "Then what are you writing now?"

"Oh," Kang Zhier turned his body back, and clicked the mouse while answering Elvis, "This is a form that my classmate sent me before. It's quite interesting."

"I saw that there was no homework today, so I filled it in while I had time."

After finishing speaking, he enlarged the form on the desktop so that Elvis could see it more clearly.

Elvis took a closer look and found that the color of each box on Kang Zhier's watch was different, and the dates were filled in separately, and some dates were repeated.

He originally thought it was the itinerary, but later found that some of the dates in the form were in the past.

"What is this?" He asked Kang Zhier.

"The weird things my classmate made," Kang Zhier told him, "are used to prevent Alzheimer's. He uses different colors to mark different moods. For example, sky blue represents happiness, so record it here Write down the happiest date. But don’t write anything specific, just write a date, and add a location below it at most.”

"When we open this form in the future, we can use the prompts above to recall what happened on this special date, so as to exercise our memory ability."

"Nonsense, isn't it?" he turned to Elvis.

Elvis looked at the form on the desktop and didn't speak, as if he was considering how to give an evaluation.

Kang Zhier stared at his serious expression, and suddenly had an idea in his heart, and said to Elvis: "Elvis, let me send this form to your mailbox."

Elvis turned his gaze to him, looking puzzled.

"I'll send it to you," Kang Zhier smiled at him, "we'll share it after filling it out."

Elvis saw anticipation in his eyes, and nodded to him after two or three seconds.

"it is good."

On a quiet summer evening, the temperature is cool.A small moon hangs on the linden tree in the west.

Elvis and Kang Zhier had already finished their showers, and they sat outside on the terrace and began to check each other's forms.

Opening Elvis' form, Kang Zhier looked down, and the expression on his face gradually became serious.

After watching for a while, he suddenly found a problem from inside.

Then, he sat up straight, folded his arms around his chest, and said like a little judge: "Elvis, you fouled."

Elvis turned his attention away from the computer and turned to look at him.

"foul?"

Kang Zhier turned the computer on his lap to him, pointed to the "happy" form on it, and said to him, "How can you write several years of time in one box just to be lazy?"

Elvis stared at the place where his finger was. After being quiet for a while, he raised his head and told him: "The time filled here is the years you stayed in Lake Garden."

Elvis' answer caused Kang Zhier's mood to flutter, he lowered his arms, nodded silently, and then turned his body back.

Then, he browsed the form again, and saw that in the red box representing "angry", it was the day when Kang Zhier returned from the hospital due to injury.

"Elvis," he looked at Elvis again, pointing to the date on it and asked him, "here, are you angry with that nurse auntie?"

Elvis glanced at the red frame and nodded slowly.

"I don't like that aunt's attitude towards you." He answered Kang Zhier.

"It's okay," Kang Zhier comforted him, "I've already forgotten."

After speaking, he dragged the table with the mouse, and found a special date in the darkest blue grid.

Last year's March NO.12 was his father's birthday.

He looked at Elvis, pointed to the "sadest" box in puzzlement and asked him, "Elvis, why is this day 'sadest'?"

Elvis glanced at the "saddest" date, and quietly looked away.

Kang Zhier realized that he might have touched on a topic that Elvis didn't want to talk about, and felt a little sorry, so he apologized to him: "I'm sorry, Elvis. If you don't want to talk, you don't have to answer me."

Elvis leaned back in his chair and lowered his head slightly.

Kang Zhier originally thought that he would not answer his own question, so he was going to turn around silently.At this moment, Elvis suddenly spoke.

"Last year, I went to Uncle Kang's birthday."

Kang Zhier turned his head when he heard the sound, and looked at Elvis dully.

"Actually, when I went to the central part, I wanted to see you more."

Elvis' voice was a little low, and the speed of his speech was not very fast. It seemed that it would take several deliberations for him to say these words.

"At the banquet, I also saw you, although you didn't look me in the face."

Kang Zhier was a little sad because of Elvis' narration, and asked Elvis softly: "So are you sad?"

Elvis turned his face away, shook his head at him, smiled and said, "I'm used to it."

Kang Zhier looked at Elvis, not knowing what to say for a while.

Elvis turned his eyes back, looked at the vast summer starry sky, and continued calmly: "In the middle of the banquet, I went out for a while to enjoy the shade in the hotel's garden."

"Not long after, I saw you and Irene running out of the banquet hall."

In Elvis' calm statement, Kang Zhier's memory came back to that spring night little by little.

"On the garden porch sat a tall man in a suit. I don't know who that was. But you took him for me."

Saying that, Elvis paused for a moment.

"I was standing not far from you at the time, and I saw you and Irene make a silent movement, and then sneaked away from behind that man."

Conchiel listened in disbelief as Elvis sat here telling him this.

In the dark night, Elvis' eyes turned into the color of night.

"In that moment, it became clear to me that I was just an outsider to you and your friends."

Kang Zhier felt guilty when he thought that he had hurt Elvis virtually.

He put his hand on Elvis' wrist and apologized: "I'm sorry, Elvis, I apologize for my childish behavior."

Elvis turned to look at him, smiling slowly at him.

"It's okay to be small, no matter what you do, you will never need to apologize to me."

Because of Elvis, Kang Zhier felt a delicate sadness in his heart, he retracted his body without saying a word, and leaned quietly on the recliner.

Elvis reached out and put his palm on his face, touching the corner of his eye lightly.

Kang Zhier turned his face, and his small face was immediately covered by Elvis' palm.

"Elvis, I'm not crying," he told Elvis.

Elvis smiled slightly and raised his palm.Kang Zhier saw the night again.

"I know."

Then, they continued to look at their watches.

Kang Zhier lowered his face and was scrolling the mouse slowly when he suddenly heard Elvis calling his name beside him.

"Xiao Zhi."

He raised his head, looked at Elvis, and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Is this empty?" Elvis asked him, pointing to his Saddest.

Kang Zhier looked in the direction indicated by Elvis, his eyes fell on the dark blue frame, and his expression suddenly changed subtly.

He was silent for a while, then turned his face away.

Elvis was aware of it, and didn't continue with the following questions.

Kang Zhier remained silent, sorting out his form, and a wave of nameless and turbulent emotions gradually fermented in his heart.

In the end, his inner emotions could not be calmed down.

Kang Zhier turned his gaze to Elvis beside him, and asked him, "Elvis, are you lying?"

Elvis stopped what he was doing, turned his face around, and met his gaze.

Kang Zhier saw puzzlement on his face, as usual calm, but did not catch the uneasiness.

This made him even angrier.

He reopened Elvis's form, circled the sky blue box "Happy", and questioned Elvis: "Are you happy every day in these years?"

Elvis didn't seem to understand the reason why he asked such a question, and looked a bit sleepy.But within two seconds, he looked at Kang Zhier and nodded seriously.

His seriousness made Kang Zhier unable to keep calm.

"Elvis, you are lying. How can you be happy every day with someone you hate?" Kang Zhier was both sad and angry.

"Xiaozhi..." Elvis looked surprised.

"I saw Elvis," Kang Zhier looked at him, and said all the voices he had accumulated over the years, "Your diary."

"You wrote on it that the person you hate the most is me."

His eyes hurt and his voice became thin.

"I don't even know what I did wrong to be hated by you."

"I sometimes feel like an idiot, spending all day with someone who hates me and not seeing anything."

"Xiaozhi, listen to me..."

Elvis held out his hand, trying to calm him down.

Kang Zhier pushed his hand away angrily, then folded his arms over his eyes, and said angrily, "Elvis, I don't want to see you."

After he blindfolded, he didn't feel Elvis' touch again, Elvis probably took his hand back.

The surroundings became quiet.

Kang Zhier closed his eyes, and was silent for a moment in the darkness, a trace of remorse suddenly appeared in his heart.

He should calm down and not tell this matter.

Just when he was worried about how to save the situation, Elvis suddenly spoke next to him.

"Xiao Zhi, I'm sorry, I once wrote something that hated you."

"I know, the damage has been done, and the explanation sounds like sophistry."

With his sight blocked, Elvis' voice sounded very clear.

He told Kang Zhier seriously: "But I never hated you, I have always liked you."

Kang Zhier pressed his arms on his face, feeling that his eyes were sore.

Beside him, Elvis was still talking to him.

"Since I was a child, I have been a child with a bad personality. Many people dare not approach me. Only you are not afraid of me, only you like to stay by my side every day."

"I don't hate you at all, Xiao Zhi."

Elvis slowed down and whispered: "On the contrary, I like you so much that I even want to have you exclusively."

On the recliner, Kang Zhier lay motionless, but his heartbeat was opposite.

His hearing became more sensitive, and he felt that he could clearly hear the change of breath between Elvis' words.

"You are so happy and beautiful, everyone likes to play with you. Xiaozhi, you have many friends. My friend, you are the only one."

"I hate having guests visiting, and I hate birthdays every year. At that time, there are many people in the mansion. They always take your attention away from me, so that you no longer just pay attention to me."

"Xiaozhi, sometimes I despise myself very much and feel that I am a narrow-minded person. But I couldn't share the happiness of being with you with others calmly. At that time, I couldn't do it at all."

After listening to Elvis' explanation, Kang Zhier's inner world became as silent as a summer night, and the old anger disappeared.

He suddenly realized that because of that diary, he had misunderstood Elvis for almost 20 years.

After Elvis finished speaking, he turned to Kang Zhier, who remained in his original posture, sitting motionless.

"Xiaozhi, are you asleep?"

He didn't expect to get an answer, he just thought that Kang Zhier had caught a cold last night and he should go back to his bedroom to sleep.

After he finished asking, Kang Zhier suddenly spoke and gave him an answer.

"Elvis, I'm sleepy, let's go into the bedroom."

At night, after the lights were turned off, they lay facing each other on their sides.

In the dark, Kang Zhier apologized to Elvis.

"Elvis, I'm sorry."

"I'm the one who should really be apologizing," Elvis replied. "If I had behaved better in the past, or hadn't written that sentence in my notebook, it wouldn't have hurt you."

There was a moment of silence in the bedroom, and Elvis' voice sounded again.

"Xiaozhi, are you still willing to be my friend?"

"I can be one of your many friends." He told Kang Zhier.

In the darkness, Elvis' voice was very close to Kang Zhier, no longer cold.

Kang Zhier put his hand on Elvis's face, and touched his broad vestibule and high nose bridge, as if he had returned to the time when he petted an elephant for the first time in the equatorial zoo when he was a teenager.