how many boogie i used to like you

After signing the contract in the afternoon, Lin Ci went back to sleep. Zhao Fengshi watched him lying on the bed. This man was thinner than when he was in high school, and he looked small under the quilt.

He went to close the curtains, and the room became dark. The person curled up on the bed asked softly, "Zhao Fengshi, are you gone?"

Zhao Fengshi tightened his grip on the curtains, and said in a low voice, "I'm pulling the curtains, I'm leaving after I pull them."

Lin Ci moved, and Zhao Fengshi saw a faint smile on his face sticking out of the quilt, and he said, "It doesn't matter if you open the window or not, I can't see it."

His hands loosened slowly, and his heart tightened a little bit. Lin Ci pulled up the quilt and covered it to his chin. He was curled up like that in the dimly lit room, as if he was about to be swallowed up by the darkness. There are no more.

Zhao Fengshi was startled suddenly, and Lin Ci's weary voice said softly and softly, "Tell me when you go out."

Zhao Fengshi let out a "hmm", and after 2 minutes, he went to the door of the room and opened it. There was a gap in front of his eyes, and he raised his voice slightly, "Lin Ci, I'm leaving."

The person on the bed moved, and Zhao Fengshi heard him say goodbye in a low voice. Zhao Fengshi pursed his lips, and then closed the gap again. He stepped on the carpet, walked cautiously on tiptoes, and walked to Beside the bed, he didn't even dare to breathe and sat down slowly on the ground.

Lin Ci was lying on his side, with half of his face buried in the pillow, smooth black hair hanging down his cheeks, long and thick eyelashes clustered together when he closed his eyes, and a handful of shadows fell on his almost fragile face.

Zhao Fengshi pursed his lips, raised his hand as if tempted, and through a short space of air, followed Lin Ci's facial features with his fingertips greedily.

The fingertips hovered over the eyelashes, and just when he was about to retract, the eyelashes under half an inch trembled slightly, and the thin eyelids that could see the tiny blue blood vessels were lifted, and the unfocused eyes looked at a certain place, but it seemed to be gaze.

Zhao Fengshi didn't dare to move, and stared blankly at him. He knew that Lin Ci couldn't see him, so he sat curled up on the edge of the bed. , The tightened shoulders slowly lowered.

Zhao Fengshi looked at Lin Ci, opened his lips slightly, and silently read the other party's name, with the tip of his tongue between his lower teeth, he said a few words silently.

Lin Ci just woke up, and soon closed his eyes and fell asleep tiredly. After a long time, Zhao Fengshi slowly stood up. He frowned and rubbed his numb calf, and limped to the door, gently Gently opened the door that was not fully closed just now and left the room.

He stood leaning against the door for a while, waiting for the numbness in his legs to dissipate, and instead of going back to his room in a hurry, he went to the small supermarket downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes, and came out holding the cigarette case. A cigarette was lit at the door.

Taking a puff and exhaling slowly, Zhao Fengshi held the cigarette between his fingers and stroked the hair on his eyebrows with his thumb. He looked up at the blue sky and let out a long breath.

He tried to understand Lin Ci's feeling of being trapped in the darkness, closed his eyes and stared at the sky, the meager light overflowed from his eyelids, stood there, surrounded by people coming and going, the smoke in his hand gradually ignited At the end, Zhao Fengshi's hands trembled, and the ash fell off. He opened his eyes suddenly and escaped from the darkness of the night. He covered his eyes with his hands, feeling very panicked.

That night it was Zhao Fengshi's turn that he couldn't sleep. He rolled over on the bed and woke up the next day with stubble on his chin. Zhao Fengshi touched it twice, took out the hotel razor and squeezed the foam. He accidentally made a cut that was neither long nor short, and blood oozed out immediately.

He frowned and covered it with a towel, the blood flow was not much and soon froze, he raised his jaw and glanced twice and didn't care.

He went to the next room to look for Lin Ci, and the door opened after the doorbell rang twice as yesterday, Lin Ci seemed to be in better spirits.

The breakfast downstairs in the hotel is self-service. Lin Ci had a bad appetite yesterday and ate a bowl of porridge, but today he has something else he wants to eat. Zhao Fengshi is responsible for getting it, and Lin Ci sits and waits.

When he was alone in a public environment, he would become very sensitive. The mixed voices in his ears made him nervous. Sitting anxiously, fingers intertwined, Lin Ci silently counted the seconds in his heart.

120 A few seconds later, the chair next to him was pulled away, and the foot of the chair scratched the ground with a harsh sound. Lin Ci paused, Zhao Fengshi would not be so uneducated.

He heard someone talking next to him, the voice was familiar, like the person he met yesterday morning, Lin Ci slightly raised his head, and before he could say a word, his dull eyes didn't know where to focus, so he heard a murmur, "Why? A blind man?"

It was not the first time he heard this kind of words, he pretended not to care but listened again, "Rare! The person Zhao Fengshi likes is blind."

The first time Lin Ci heard Zhao Fengshi's name, Lin Ci raised his head slowly, and heard some small comments, "He heard it, he came here."

Lin Ci took a deep breath, clenched his fists and was about to stand up, when suddenly there was a loud bang, there was some screaming and cursing, and Zhao Fengshi's sentence "Which fucking onion are you?" was like an atomic bomb. Opened Lin Ci's whole heart, the whole brain and even the limbs, bones, blood vessels, everything.

He was still in the darkness, but the darkness seemed no longer so far away. The match struck the light, and Zhao Fengshi's angry expression, raised eyebrows, beautiful and sharp eyes, he opened the corner of his mouth and gritted his teeth. What, grabbed the opponent's collar, hit his fist on the cheek, and snorted, Zhao Fengshi took a breath, looked at the person who fell on the ground fiercely, raised his leg and stepped on it, Lin Ci behind him stopped he.

Like a beast out of the cage being pulled up by a rope around its neck, his movements stopped abruptly, his legs were retracted and he stood stiffly, his chest heaving sharply, he turned around and walked towards Lin Ci to hug him, Lin Ci only felt his shoulders It was pressed tightly there, very heavy and heavy.

"Don't pay attention to those people."

Zhao Fengshi's voice hovered above him, Lin Ci's heart tightened and loosened inch by inch, he raised his head to look into the distance, and said softly, "I want to go home."

He took the plane back that afternoon, Zhao Fengshi was afraid that Lin Ci would think too much, so he told him several times not to care, but Lin Ci just laughed, and also said many times that I don't care and I don't care.

He closed his eyes and fell into the slowly emerging tinnitus, rumbling in his ears, he couldn't think about anything, everything became messy, he seemed to be unable to touch his own heart, trekking in the dark, With the pain and exhaustion all over his body, he kept moving forward.

Someone called to stop him, but he dared not turn his head.

He is no longer who he used to be. As time goes by, he has tasted the most pain and suffering, and lost all the armor on his body. Now there are only weaknesses and fragility left. He can’t live as he wants, and it’s impossible. Again, as before, he abandoned everything to face himself, and he couldn't pull himself together.