how many boogie i used to like you

He grew up in a city with heavy snow in winter. In December, there was already heavy snow. When he was a child, he never felt cold. He only thought that the continuous snow was fun. He made snowballs in his hands and was told how many times by his mother. In other words, he just giggled.

Until I left here or was kicked out of the house and moved to another place, it was a city without wind and snow, but the winter after that was never warm again.

Zhao Fengshi had heard rumors of Lin Ci coming out of the closet, and there was a lot of trouble in that circle at that time, his mother seemed to have fallen ill because of this, and he was kicked out of the house.He thought Lin Ci was going home now because he was reconciled with his parents, but he never thought that what they went by car was not an apartment building but a cemetery.

After arriving, Zhao Fengshi was stunned for a few seconds, and then looked at Lin Ci, only to see that half of his face was buried in the scarf, the soft cloth covered his cheeks, and the face exposed to the air was slightly tinged by the cold wind. red.

They bought a bouquet of flowers outside the gate of the bleak cemetery. Lin Ci was holding the bouquet of flowers. Zhao Fengshi hesitated and didn't know what to say, but Lin Ci said softly: "Go in through the gate and turn right. My parents are here. The second position in the third row."

Zhao Fengshi took a breath, and the gas rolled into his lungs like sharp knives. He clenched Lin Ci's hand tightly, and said with a choked voice, "What's going on?"

He still remembers the parents' meeting in the third year of high school, when they stood behind the door, Lin Ci peeked through the door secretly, he turned around and said to Huo Xiaoshu: "My father and my mother are here, don't worry about it. "

Huo Xiaoshu pulled him down, pointed at one place, and said, "My mother is here too."

"Your mother looks so young." Lin Ci sighed, then turned to look at Zhao Fengshi and asked, "Where are your parents?"

Zhao Fengshi turned cold, turned around and left without saying a word.

Lin Ci stared at his back and frowned, "What kind of stimulation did this person suffer?"

Regardless of whether it was the second or third year of high school, Zhao Fengshi's parents never came to the several parent meetings.He was not stimulated by anything that day, he was just envious and jealous. He stood in the corner and watched Lin Ci running towards his parents without blinking, and slowly clenched his fists.

Why did the family he envied turn into a dry and cool cemetery? Zhao Fengshi seemed to be more sad than Lin Ci. He walked in a daze, and finally stood in front of the tombstone of Lin Ci's parents.

Putting down the flowers, Lin Ci lowered his head, he slowly eased off the scarf, his body shivered when a gust of wind blew.

Zhao Fengshi watched him knelt down, his knees were chiseled in the cold, and he also knelt next to Lin Ci, looking at the tombstone side by side with him.

When he heard Lin Ci speak, the dry and stinging voice made the sound of the flowers blooming and failing due to the coming of winter.

"Since I came out with my family, they seem to have changed. They don't treat me like before. My mother has a serious illness, and my father doesn't want me to go home. I didn't go back for about three years. When I went back, it was Funeral for both of them.

It was raining very hard that night, mom was coughing badly at home, dad drove her to the hospital, but his vision was blurry at night, the car and the truck collided, and they had an accident on the way there In a car accident, he died instantly.

They had already been cremated when I came back. I didn't even see them for the last time. They didn't want to see me, thinking that I had hurt my parents. "

Zhao Fengshi hugged Lin Ci tightly and clasped it tightly in his arms. His voice was hoarse, "Stop talking."

As if a person walking alone in the dark came across a candle flame, Lin Ci hugged the pinch of flames and cried, "I regret it so much, Zhao Fengshi, I regret it so much."

When he left home that day, his mother cried and called his name, and his father told him to go away, scolding him for being unfilial and shameless, telling him to never come back after leaving this door, and not to regret what he did.

He stood at the door and said loudly, I will never come back, I will not regret it, never will.

After that, there is no turning back, and a stranger who can't turn back.

He lost his home, and he regretted it so much.

I don't know how long I stayed there, my knees almost turned into lumps of ice, Zhao Fengshi helped Lin Ci up and hugged him in his arms, Lin Ci cried until his body trembled, Zhao Fengshi took off his coat and wrapped it around Lin Ci, and put his scarf on Wind it up again.

Lin Ci's tear-stained face was exposed outside, he stood still, Zhao Fengshi raised his hand and wiped away the tears on his face with his sleeve.

He said, "Go back."

He said: "It will be fine, Lin Ci, everything will be fine."

Zhao Fengshi comforted him loudly, Lin Ci just listened, he knelt his head on Zhao Fengshi's shoulder, Zhao Fengshi breathed slowly, not daring to be agitated.

Lin Ci lost his key to go home, so Zhao Fengshi took him to a nearby hotel. The place wasn't very big, and the hotel was tight at the end of the year, so they didn't make a reservation. At this moment, there was only one big bed room left in the store.

Zhao Fengshi heard what the front desk said, and looked back at Lin Ci, whose brows seemed to be covered with tiredness, he paused slightly and said softly, "Then I want this one."

The front desk checked the ID card and collected the deposit. Zhao Fengshi took the room card and took Lin Ci's hand to walk into the elevator.

The room was on the second floor. When Lin Ci got out of the elevator, he heard Zhao Fengshi say, "There is only one room left."

Lin Ci paused and said "hmm".

"There is only one bed in the room."

There was another slight reply, Zhao Fengshi heard it and continued: "I sleep very well, I don't snore, talk in my sleep, grind my teeth, and even turn over less often."

Lin Ci listened intently, and most of the numbness and tightness in her heart disappeared because of Zhao Fengshi's words.

Use the room card to open the door, there is a musty smell in the room of the small hotel, Zhao Fengshi told Lin Ci to stand still, he walked to the window and opened the glass window, the wind blew in head-on, he was wearing thin clothes Shivering, sneezing and sore nose.Zhao Fengshi covered his face and waited for the musty smell in the room to dissipate, then closed the window again.

Lin Ci felt the wind gradually stopped, and the room gradually warmed up. His scarf was gently pulled away. Lin Ci couldn't help but raised his head. His cold fingers touched his face, and Lin Ci's expression moved.

Lin Ci took off her coat and scarf and sat by the bed. She heard the sound of the TV. She didn't know what it was playing. Many people were laughing, and the volume was a little lower. Then she heard Zhao Fengshi say, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? "

"I also can."

Lin Ci couldn't think of what to eat. He was cold and his head hurt, so he didn't have much appetite.

Zhao Fengshi ordered takeaway to be delivered to the room. It was braised chicken nearby. The quantity was quite large and the taste was good. Zhao Fengshi sandwiched the chicken legs and a few pieces of boneless meat into the Linci bowl.

He was bullying Lin Ci and couldn't see it. Lin Ci said he would only eat three yuan, but he insisted on putting in six yuan, and secretly added more rice from time to time. Supported.

"I really can't eat it."

Zhao Fengshi glanced at the rice in Lin Ci's bowl, and sighed, "Lin Ci, you are wasting food."

Lin Ci didn't speak, Zhao Fengshi brought his bowl over, "Give it to me, I'm not full yet." Then he ate the remaining mouthfuls of rice.

Lin Ci didn't dare to say a word, and even dared not move, he felt very flustered.

What exactly is Zhao Fengshi going to do?What is his expression at the moment?What is he thinking?

It’s just that it’s impossible to understand simply through language. Lin Ci doesn’t know anything, he hesitates in the same place, he seems to see it.

After eating, Zhao Fengshi put away a few takeaway boxes. He was afraid that there would be a smell in the room, so he went outside and threw them into the trash can in the corridor. It was much colder outside than inside. He didn't wear a coat when he went out, and trotted I'm coming back.Hearing his voice, Lin Ci subconsciously stood up, paused for two seconds, and then sat back down.

Zhao Fengshi walked in and asked him, "What do you want to do tomorrow?"

Lin Ci shook her head, "I haven't thought about it."

Zhao Fengshi smiled, but he was also open-minded, "It's okay, I'll think about it tomorrow."

They sat leaning against each other on the bed for a while, Zhao Fengshi changed several channels, and finally found a cross talk program, where the name of the dish was just placed, Lin Ci listened attentively and said with a smile: "This is not what you said. Shunliu."

Zhao Fengshi said: "Why don't I change my career and become a cross talk actor."

Lin Ci frowned slightly. He imagined not appearing in Zhao Fengshi. He only recalled the past. He thought of Zhao Fengshi, a sullen and mean-speaking young man in high school. He shook his head and said, "Let's forget it, it's strange."

After listening for a while, Lin Ci felt tired. Zhao Fengshi dug out a change of clothes for him, took him by the hand to go to the bathroom, led him to check the environment inside, and said, "If you have any questions, just call me. .”

Lin Ci blushed and said "Yes", and Zhao Fengshi closed the door for him.

Turning on the shower, hot water flowed out, Lin Ci took off his clothes and walked into the sound of the water, pouring warm water on his face, he closed his eyes, and slowly covered them with his fingers.

The soft and thin eyelids were rubbed red and hot. Lin Ci sucked his nose and accidentally choked on the water. He leaned on the wall with his hands, half curled up and coughed violently.

After coughing continuously, Zhao Fengshi's voice was heard. He called Lin Ci's name and opened the door anxiously.

Lin Ci was shocked and turned around. The water droplets from his hair splashed on Zhao Fengshi's face. Zhao Fengshi turned off the shower, and the sound of the water disappeared, only his rapid breathing and Lin Ci's coughing remained.

Zhao Fengshi tore off the bath towel hanging on the shelf and wrapped it around Lin Ci's body, half-supporting him and patted his back. Lin Ci was panting in his arms, and his body gradually calmed down. He heard a voice from above, Zhao Fengshi asked him, "What's wrong with you?"

"I choked on water in the shower."

Lin Ci seemed to be embarrassed after saying this, and silently lowered her head.

Zhao Fengshi smiled, and raised his hand to gently stroke the wet hair on the back of his head.

Wrapped in a bath towel and half hugged her out like this, Lin Ci's whole body was like a piece of red-hot coal, red and hot.

When his hand touched the edge of the bed, he immediately grabbed the quilt and sat down, but his arm was lightly held. Zhao Fengshi said, "Your hair is still wet. I'll dry it for you."

"No, you... just give me the hair dryer, I can do it myself."

Zhao Fengshi didn't force it, "Alright, then wait a minute, I'll give you the clothes."

Lin Ci pursed his lips, and when he heard a rustling sound and a chuckle, his shoulders tightened, he didn't know why Zhao Fengshi was laughing, his heart was in a mess, strange and flustered.

At this moment, his ankle was suddenly pulled away, and he was startled. He struggled and shouted, "You...what are you going to do?"

"Help you put on your SpongeBob SquarePants."

Zhao Fengshi seemed to have found some fun, his face was full of teasing smiles.

"No, I'll do it myself."

Lin Ci's throat was tight, his legs were curled up, the bath towel draped over his body fell off, his skin was very white, protruding bones could be seen on his tightened shoulders, and the back of his neck was tense like a frightened bird.

Zhao Fengshi's teasing thoughts disappeared immediately, and he withdrew his hand, "I won't tease you anymore, you can wear it yourself."

Lin Ci didn't know if Zhao Fengshi was still looking at him at this moment, he huddled into a ball, pulled the quilt to cover his body, the insteps of his feet were tensed, trying to make himself as small as possible.

He was wearing clothes, while Zhao Fengshi went to get a hair dryer and plugged it in by the bed, pressed the switch, and the hot air blew out slowly.

Hearing the sound, Lin Ci stretched out his hand towards him. Zhao Fengshi stroked Lin Ci's half-wet hair, and handed the turned on hair dryer to his hand.

Without saying a word, he just stood aside and looked at Lin Ci holding the bulky black hair dryer.

After a while, he stepped forward and gently removed it, and scratched Lin Ci's palm with his fingers. Lin Ci shrank back, and Zhao Fengshi said, "The hair is dry."

Lin Ci felt that Zhao Fengshi's mood seemed to be getting low, he hesitated but didn't know what to say, when the top of his hair was touched, Lin Ci immediately raised his head, and heard Zhao Fengshi say: "Go to bed early, I will Go take a shower."

His eyes are very beautiful. At this moment, he silently turned towards the sound, with a stubborn expression on his face. Zhao Fengshi slowly lowered his brows, and silently lowered his body. His lips were only half an inch away from each other. nod.

Zhao Fengshi went to take a bath, and Lin Ci curled up on the bed with cold hands and feet. Hearing the sound of dripping water, he couldn't help but think about Zhao Fengshi, but he was so sleepy that he curled up but was unwilling to just fall asleep like this.

After an unknown amount of time, the quilt beside him was lifted when he was drowsy, and he heard Zhao Fengshi's voice shivering, "Are you asleep?"

Lin Ci closed his eyes and groaned, "It's so cold."

Zhao Fengshi said, "Wait a minute." Then he got off the bed and walked to the door to turn up the temperature of the air conditioner, and went to the cabinet, took out a quilt from inside, and pressed it on top of the original quilt.

He stood by the bed for a while and asked, "Is it better?"

Lin Ci groaned, "It's getting warmer."

Zhao Fengshi nodded, and thought that Lin Ci could not see, so he said out loud, "That's good."

He lifted the quilt and lay down again, the bed was really big, the two of them lying on it seemed to be separated by the Chu-Han River boundary, and they couldn't even touch their fingers.The heavy quilt was a little stuffy on him. He lay on his back, stretched out his hand to turn off the light, and his vision dimmed. Zhao Fengshi closed his eyes and listened to Lin Ci's breathing beside him.

After a long time, when Zhao Fengshi fell asleep, he felt warm in his ears. He heard Lin Ci's voice, soft and low, like a frozen animal in a snowy day. Lin Ci approached him, He whispered, "I'm still cold."

"Where is it cold?"

"The feet...the feet are cold."

I don't know who crossed the boundary first, and tried to walk inch by inch under the heavy pressed down quilt, and carefully touched the scalding heat with my cold feet, Lin Ci whispered: "You are so hot."

Zhao Fengshi was silent for a few seconds, stretched out his hand to hold Lin Ci's arm, and groped under the quilt to draw the person closer to his arm. Lin Ci let him do so until his body was stuck together, and he I took a deep breath.

He doesn't know what's wrong with him?

Maybe it was really too cold, so he couldn't help wanting to touch the fire, snuggle up to the light to keep warm, and let himself have an illusion, as if he could see the light again and stood under the sun.

He leaned into Zhao Fengshi's arms. In the chaotic darkness, his body curled up into a small ball, and the heavy force on his back was probably Zhao Fengshi's hand.Lin Ci breathed slowly, and after an unknown amount of time, just as he was about to fall asleep, he heard Zhao Fengshi murmur softly, "You...do you know that I liked you before?"

Those words seemed to come from the other side of the distant chaos, in a barren universe, a burning planet tore open the night.

The mottled light bloomed in front of his eyes, he didn't dare to move, curled up and crawled in the warmth, he breathed carefully, and pondered that raving in his heart hundreds of times.