Yesterday was like Death

Xi Zonghe asked me if I saw his ring, the thin one in rose gold.

"Don't you have any in your jewelry cabinet?" I recalled while washing the dishes.

I have the impression that the one he mentioned had Jiang Mu's initials engraved on the circle. I saw it when I cleaned up the table for him when he was recovering, but I didn't see it afterwards.

At that time, he probably wanted to wear it all the time without arousing suspicion. He chose a very famous brand, in other words, a ring style that was worn out by others. It was a small one. I saw him wearing it with other rings on TV. Pass.

At that time, I didn't know that it was his and Jiang Mu's couple ring, but I thought his fingers were slender and looked good on him, so I went to buy one myself and spent thousands of dollars.

Later, I was pressed for debt by the underworld, and I pawned off this ring for less than one thousand.

"No." Xi Zonghe rummaged in every corner of the house, and the movement became louder and louder, as if the house was about to be demolished.

"Maybe you lost it." I wiped my hands and walked out of the kitchen, not caring much.

He hated Jiang Mu so much back then that he almost lost everything he could, even the car that Jiang Mu gave him for his birthday was sold at a discount, and he donated all the money to the Hope Project.

On this point, he is still very refreshing.

Xi Zonghe stopped searching suddenly, and stared at me dissatisfied, as if I had said too much.

"Impossible." With a firm tone, he lowered his eyes and continued to look for his ring.

I sneered in my heart and rolled my eyes silently.

Xi Zonghe turned the room into a mess, and he couldn't believe that he would throw away the ring.

I watched coldly, neither helping nor discouraging.If he wants to lose his nerve, just do it, his brain is broken, I understand him.

He and I have always shared a cloakroom, and the clothes, accessories and shoes are all arranged in different categories.Now he's rummaging in there, throwing everything on the floor, and I'm leaning against the door admiring, wondering how much work it would take to get it all back.

"What is this?" Suddenly, he pulled out a palm-sized box from the corner of the drawer. The bright red packaging and golden logo looked very inferior, and it was out of place with this family.

However, when I saw this box, I stood up a little bit, a little surprised.

Last year, when I was filming in other places, I saw someone selling rough jadeite on the side of the road, so I got a piece out of curiosity and itching. It costs more than 200 yuan, and I know I can’t find any good ones, but at least I picked it myself, which has different meanings, so I asked the boss to make a few small safety buttons, intending to send them back to friends. The gift is light and affectionate.

At that time, I was stunned for a while, so I took a photo of the stone and posted it on Moments, saying that I was not too unlucky, but I was a bit hot anyway.

This one was seen by Xi Zonghe.He usually doesn't check Moments, and he doesn't post a status for a year. Even if he posts, it's either publicity or reposted publicity.That was the first time he sent me a comment, and I can almost describe it as flattered.

Although only two words - not bad.

After returning home, he specifically asked me for stones to see. I didn't even know that he had researched on jadeite.

I took out the box containing the safety buckle and stuffed one into his hand. I was not embarrassed to say that the thing is not very expensive, but I hope he will not dislike it.

He opened it and took a look, then asked me, "Have you made all the safety buttons?"

"That's right." I showed him the other boxes in the bag. The stone was not big, and only five safety clasps were made.

He closed the lid and asked casually, "Who else do you want to give it to?"

I snapped my fingers: "Gu Ni, Sang Qing, Sister Li..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a cold snort.

"You miss a lot of people."

I'm used to his sarcasm at every turn, but I still don't know which sentence offended him.

I fiddled with those boxes with some embarrassment: "Because I made a lot of them..."

I didn't expect this kind of thing to catch his eyes, and I didn't see him wearing it after that. I thought he had thrown it away long ago, but it turned out to be in the cabinet to eat ashes.

Xi Zonghe took the safety buckle out of the box with a red string full of ghosts: "Where did this broken stone come from?"

Before I could answer, he seemed to be unable to bear the sight of this ugly and cheap pendant any longer, he casually stuffed the safety buckle back into the box, and threw it into the trash can in a neat parabola.

With a "bang", my heart beat hard.

"Five years from now, what's wrong with my mind? Why do I collect garbage?" He was grumpy and disgusted.

I didn't make a sound, and my eyes fell on the trash can involuntarily.

After searching the cloakroom, Xi Zonghe didn't find the ring he was looking for. With an irritable and unwilling face, he bumped into my shoulder and walked out.I don't know whether to give up or to continue looking for another place.

The surroundings became quiet again, leaving only the room full of chaos.I went over and picked up the clothes one by one from the floor and hung them back in the closet.The trinkets were put back in their little boxes, too.

By the time the rough tidying up was done, it was already an hour later.

Before turning off the lights and leaving, I picked up the bag of garbage with the safety buckle from the trash can.

There's a big dumpster just outside the house, and I throw it all in, along with the rest of the kitchen waste.

Xi Zonghe is right, garbage should only stay in the trash can.

When walking back after throwing out the trash, he bumped into Xi Zonghe who was holding the car keys at the door unexpectedly.

"Going out?" I saw that he had changed his clothes, so I asked knowingly.

Xi Zonghe walked towards the garage and said perfunctorily, "Yes."

I watched him drive away without looking back, instead of entering the house immediately, he lit a cigarette outside and started smoking.

Holding the cigarette between my hands, I slowly exhaled a puff of white mist. The sensor light above my head suddenly went out. In the darkness, I could only see a little orange between my fingers.

The wind in late autumn is no longer gentle, with a bit of chill. I didn't feel it at first, but after standing for a long time, it will be a little cold, and there will be a kind of loneliness that invades the bone marrow.

"Hold!"

After cursing, I strode towards the two trash cans, endured the nausea and stench, tossed and tossed in them for a long time, and finally dug out the pitiful red box.

I opened the lid of the box under the street lamp and took a look. The safety buckle inside was still so inconspicuous, ordinary and rustic.

"You don't want it, I give it to others, so many people want it."

With the first sound of "pop", I closed the lid.

Xi Zonghe didn't come back until midnight, still drunk, the car was directly driven by Feng An, followed by another supercar, from a distance, there were two people sitting in it, one was Guan Dan, and the other I guessed was a driver.

Feng An took him out and handed him over to me who came out to open the door.

"You wait on him, he drank a lot of wine." He hesitated for a while, and said, "He just doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back. When he sees the true face of that scumbag Jiang Mu again, he won't make such a fuss gone."

Although Feng An and the others are rich second-generation people with high-sighted eyes, they usually don't think much of me, and I don't care about hot faces and cold butts, but when it comes to Jiang Mu's matter, we are in unison, and our views are amazingly unified of.

"What is he thinking now? Do you know that he is going to film with Jiang Mu? Does he want to get back together with Jiang Mu?"

Feng An sneered: "It is absolutely impossible to get back together. If Jiang Mu dares to provoke Xiaohe again, Guan Dan and I will break one of his legs."

Xi Zonghe's cheeks were flushed, his body smelled of alcohol, and his body was writhing restlessly, which almost made me unable to support him.

Feng An said again: "But it's also understandable. He loved Jiang Mu so much back then, how could he believe that Jiang Mu betrayed him after listening to a few casual words from others. When he is in love, he will trust each other no matter what. Xiaohe is such a person .”

He is a big fool with a love brain, and his eyesight is not good.

Saying goodbye to Feng An, I carried Xi Zonghe back to the room, and threw the raving man onto the big bed.

He bounced twice, didn't wake up, but frowned uncomfortably.

"Hot..." He closed his eyes and went to unbutton himself.

I went into the bathroom and rubbed a towel, then went to the kitchen to get some ice cubes, wrapped them in the towel and wiped him off.

"It's been too long since you've been out of the hospital to be so drunk." I began to scold him as much as I could because he couldn't hear me.

"Is a broken ring so important? I didn't throw it away. Why are you angry at me?"

I unbuttoned all his clothes and wiped his chest and belly.

His muscles are evenly attached to the bones, with excellent hand feeling and slight elasticity.

I squeezed it unconsciously, and it was to vent my anger. I didn't expect to be grabbed by the wrist by the delirious Xi Zonghe.

I was startled and tried to break free but couldn't.

"Why aren't we together..."

I was taken aback, and looked up at Xi Zonghe's face.

He still didn't wake up, and he didn't know what kind of dream he had to say such drunken words.

His voice was choked with sobs, as if he was about to cry the next moment.But I touched the corner of his eye with my other hand, and it was obviously dry.

"Why...you said you would love me forever..."

What's the "why" for this?

Lying is really a very simple thing, just like I am now, am I not telling a big lie?

To love is to love, not to love is not to love, and only naive people would believe such a thing as "forever".Realistic people only seize the day and night.

I opened his hand, stared at his handsome facial features for a while, then suddenly leaned down and whispered maliciously in his ear: "Because you are so annoying."

He seemed to feel something, shook his head, and frowned even tighter.

I smiled smugly, but seeing his poor appearance, I soon stopped laughing.

As Feng An said, in Xi Zonghe's view, he lost his lover when he woke up for no reason, and there was an inexplicable fly around him.

It's miserable.