Yesterday was like Death

On the eve of Christmas Eve, the temperature in the city where the crew of "The Wind and Cranes" is located suddenly dropped, and the lowest temperature suddenly fell below zero.This kind of weather is the most likely to get sick. Most of the crew members have colds and coughs. After Wenwen was infected, I was also caught within a few days. The cough was accompanied by a persistent low-grade fever, which lasted for a long time at 37.8. ℃.

On December 12th, I still didn't feel well, my limbs were sore, my head was dizzy, let alone going out, even getting up to go to the bathroom was difficult.In desperation, I sent a message to Luo Lian, expressing that I was unable to attend the dinner party due to illness, and asked her to apologize to everyone on my behalf.

She got back to me quickly, letting me recover from my illness with peace of mind, and said that we will meet again next time.

Afterwards, I swiped her Moments and saw that she posted many photos of dinner parties. Director Ma, Producer Yuan, Jiang Mu, and even Chu Yao were all there. There were more than [-] people at the two tables.I found Xi Zonghe in the corner. He was wearing a black long-sleeved sweater, which made his skin very fair. He looked absent-minded, and he was not sitting at the same table as Jiang Mu.

I really have no conscience. I have been lying in the room for the past few days, and he has not come to see me. He only asked Fang Xiaomin to send cold medicine and two books to relieve boredom, one "One Hundred Years of Solitude" and one "Xiang Xing San Ji ".

Where did he get the confidence to think that I can understand these two books?

I haven't finished a single high school, and people who basically live in society after graduating from junior high school don't have such a high appreciation ability.If you want me to talk about the pros and cons of all kinds of foreign wines, I can probably say a few words. If you talk about literature, then I can only "buy shrimp without weighing-catch the blind".

For an ordinary person like me who is above all money, the only one who has been able to read hundreds of thousands of words in one breath over the years is the script in his hand.In the past, I flipped through the books in Xi Zonghe's study. A good book is a good book, but it's too raw and difficult for me to understand. It's not as good as the collection of cold jokes bought online to make me laugh.

I couldn’t fall asleep after a whole day’s sleep, so I got up and drank some water, and turned over two pages of "Xiang Xing San Ji" in my spare time, and found that this was a collection of letters written by the author to his wife from what he saw along the way.

I closed the book angrily, and suddenly a large flower of fireworks rushed up outside the window, blooming behind the off-white window screen, colorful and colorful.I went barefoot and took a look. I didn't know if it was a film crew or a hotel downstairs. Fireworks were set off at the gate on the ground floor to celebrate the festival.

I remember that Christmas last year, I also let off fireworks at Hengyue Mountain Villa, and when they fell, they were like thousands of meteors, very beautiful.It's a pity that it's not safe. I accidentally set the dead leaves in the garden on fire. Before the excitement was over, I was scared to death by the sudden turn of events. I was busy looking for pots of water to put out the fire, and almost wanted to step on it. .If Xi Zonghe hadn't rushed down from upstairs in time and put out the flames with a fire extinguisher, I don't know what would have happened.

Afterwards, he scolded me and forbade me to light fireworks around the house. Within a few days, he asked someone to install smoke alarms and fire extinguishing balls around the house.

For two years, I haven't even ordered a fairy stick.Fortunately, we live in a high-rise building. Whenever we look out of the floor-to-ceiling windows during festivals, we can always see the fireworks in the city.

I pushed open the window, put my hands on the window sill and looked at it for a while. I was shivering from the cold, and my head was even more dizzy, so I had to run back to the bed and continue to lie down.

The holidays belong to others, the fireworks belong to others, and the happiness of reunion belongs to others. Only the cold, fever and runny nose belong to me.

I curled up on the bed, took out my mobile phone and sent Gu Ni a happy holiday text message, she was probably busy and didn't reply to me until half an hour later.

"I'm happy, but it's not." Weile added a photo of her holding a rat.

She really did too many experiments, and something went wrong. I closed my eyes and threw the phone aside.

The fireworks outside the window stopped at some point, and even the surrounding air became quiet.

In fact, if you listen carefully, you can hear the humming of the central air conditioner, but it is still quiet in general. It is so quiet that I feel like I am the only one in the world, and I feel depressed.

He fell asleep for an unknown amount of time, only to be woken up by the doorbell.

I ran to the door with top-heavy feet and looked out through the peephole, only to see a tall figure wearing a disposable mask on his face, showing strong eyebrows, standing at the door with a bag of things in his hand.It took me two seconds to realize that it was Xi Zonghe.

I opened the door and revealed half of my face: "Why are you back?" On such a day, shouldn't it be high until the early morning?

"I'll come back if I want to." He slapped the door with his palm and pushed it open forcefully.

I coughed, saw him going inside, and reminded him: "I have the flu, be careful of getting infected."

He looked back at me and pointed to his face: "That's why I'm wearing a mask." He sat down on the sofa and put the bag in his hand on the tea table, "I brought you vegetarian porridge, you can eat some Bar."

This is really the sun coming out from the west.I was so surprised that I sat aside and opened the bag to see the aroma. It was really a bowl full of yam and polenta.

"Did you bring it for me?"

The porridge is a little hot, so I eat very slowly.The yam and corn are sweet and glutinous, and the rice also has a special fragrance, which is the best comfort for the stomach that has nothing to eat all day.

"Do you have to ask so clearly? It's good to eat something." He leaned on the sofa with his arms folded, with a relaxed posture.

I said with a cheeky smile, "You don't deny it, you just brought it for me."

The position of his mouth moved, and I guessed he was smiling, but I didn't know what kind of smile it was.

I was blowing on the porridge, he turned on the TV to watch, and accidentally set on one of Jiang Mu's programs.This is a talent show, in which Jiang Mu acts as a mentor.The main purpose of the program is to be well-known, to make everyone laugh, without any technical content, and even the promotion list is carefully selected.

Xi Zonghe watched, his brows furrowed, and suddenly changed the channel angrily.

"what."

I carefully observed his expression: "In the past two years, he has participated in many variety shows like this. Although everyone knows that they are acting, this is indeed a good way to increase exposure."

Xi Zonghe raised his eyelids and looked at me: "It's just sensationalism, what's the point?"

I kept silent and ate porridge obediently.

He has always been very repulsed by this kind of talent show, thinking that the essential job of actors is to act well, and they are not casting directors, so they are not qualified to judge others.Before he lost his memory, he didn't like Jiang Mu's participation in these variety shows. Unexpectedly, he still didn't like Jiang Mu after he lost his memory.Sure enough, some things are common no matter how memory disappears.

Fireworks ignited again outside the window, blossoming one after another, dyeing the night into day.

I put down the bowl and ran over to look. Just as I was about to open the window, my wrist was grabbed by Xi Zonghe who came behind me.

"Don't get so close." He pulled me away from the window, and only let me stand one meter away, looking through the glass window.

My heart moved, and I looked up at him: "Aren't you afraid that it will blow me up?"

Xi Zonghe looked down at me, his eyelashes were thick and long, like the tail feathers of a bird.Every time the fireworks exploded outside the house, they formed brilliant colors on his eyelashes.Dazzling.

He doesn't speak, but it's more provocative than anything else.

what is it today?Could it be that he made up his mind to treat me better because of the holiday?

I slowly leaned over, getting closer to each other little by little, and finally kissed him on the lips through the mask.

We don't know how many kisses that are deeper and hotter than this, but I always feel that they are far less intimate than today's light kiss.

Maybe it's because of the atmosphere, the kiss that ends with a light touch, now middle school students don't have such innocence.After eating big fish and big meat, occasionally a plate of vegetables and radishes will feel extra refreshing and satisfying.

"Gu Tang, I..." Just as he was about to say something, loud voices suddenly sounded in the corridor outside the door, as if a man and a woman were laughing wantonly.

Xi Zonghe listened for a while, then raised his legs and walked out quickly.I heard that the man's voice resembled Jiang Mu's, and the woman's voice was familiar too, so I followed.

As soon as the door was opened, Xi Zonghe froze there, looking in one direction with an unclear expression.

Those two laughing voices came in more clearly, like a pair of unscrupulous couple, drunk, completely ignoring other people's eyes, making out in the corridor.

I poked my head out from behind Xi Zonghe and saw Jiang Mu pressing a long-haired girl against the wall to kiss. The girl hooked his neck and rubbed his knees against the outside of his thighs. One point to see the panties.

Seemingly aware of our gaze, Jiang Mu raised his head, his bangs drooped messily on his forehead, not at all like someone who was caught doing something bad, his expression was without guilt, and he even gave us a wink .

I saw who the girl was, no wonder I felt familiar, it turned out to be Chu Yao.

She was indeed a very ambitious girl, and she finally found the right person this time.

Jiang Mu hugged someone and walked to his room, before leaving he asked us, or just Xi Zonghe: "Do you want to go together?"

I felt the muscles of Xi Zonghe's whole body tense in an instant, and I was especially afraid that he would rush out like a cheetah and tear Jiang Mu into pieces.

Jiang Mu didn't wait for an answer, turned around regretfully and left.Seeing that Xi Zonghe hadn't moved, I pulled him into the room with a little force.

Full of thoughts, he walked to the sofa and sat down again in a daze, taking off his mask.

I don't know how he is feeling now, so I have to observe carefully.

"Is it because people's hearts are fickle, or have I never understood him?" He held his forehead, his face full of doubts, and asked me, "Why did he become like this?"

I found out that he really likes to ask me difficult questions.

"I've told you what kind of person he is, but you don't believe me." I straddled his lap and hugged him gently, "But it doesn't matter, you still have me, I will always be there waiting for you."

He wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his face on my shoulder.

"But you're not mine either."

I stroked his hair, curled my fingertips when I heard the words, pretended to smile and said: "You are always like this, I want to treat you as a spoiled child."

He didn't say anything, just hugged me tighter.