In the Same Boat

When Qu Yiheng went downstairs, he was holding the phone tightly in his hands, as if he was afraid of accidentally dropping it, or as if he was afraid of being stolen.

He walked quickly to the door of the building, and he was relieved when he breathed the outside air, but in fact, he didn't know why he was so nervous.

Opened WeChat and glanced at the friend application again. It was two or three days ago. Doesn't it seem too impolite for me to keep rejecting it?

Even though he thought so, he didn't add friends immediately, but put his phone away and went to the convenience store at the gate of the community to buy white sugar.

On the way back, Qu Yiheng was still thinking about that matter, why did Yao Zhan suddenly add him as a friend?

The two have not had any contact for 15 years. The meeting that day was an accident, and going to bed was not originally planned.

Qu Yiheng didn't think that Yao Zhan was interested in him, and he also felt that Yao Zhan had no interest in Yao Zhan. After all, Yao Zhan left without asking if he wanted to leave a contact information when he was fully dressed. They didn't mention this matter. The relationship between each other is obvious—— Meet by chance and have a blast.

What is it called?One/night/love.

They are thousands of kilometers apart, and it is not easy to realize the long-term development of the artillery/friend relationship.

Qu Yiheng couldn't think of Yao Zhan's reason for adding himself. He was always confused until he went to bed at night, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, and finally clicked on adding friends on a whim.

He stared at the dialog box for about half an hour, and then put the phone under the pillow. He didn't sleep well all night, and woke up almost every hour. See if anyone has sent me a WeChat message.

Of course not.

Yao Zhan didn't move at all.

Regarding WeChat, it wasn't that Yao Zhan deliberately hung up on Qu Yiheng, but that he really didn't see it.

That day, he was on night shift, and a few children with food poisoning came in the evening. Their entire department was so busy that they even called back the doctors from the day shift.

The conditions of those children were not very good, and the parents were still making noise outside, which made everyone burnt out, and it didn't stop until it was almost dawn.

Yao Zhan ate a meal in the canteen of his unit, went back and changed his clothes, and got ready to get off work.

At this moment, when he touched his pocket, he realized that the mobile phone was missing. He searched around the office, and finally found it under a stack of medical records.

He went out with his mobile phone, keys and wallet, and he wanted to go back to sleep quickly.

Yao Zhan usually doesn't carry a mobile phone with him when he's busy, and only checks his records when he gets off work and gets in the car.

In the past night, there were no calls, no text messages, no payment notices, and as for WeChat... He saw that Qu Yiheng had approved his friend application more than ten hours ago.

He recalled that he had sent a friend application to Yang Kan the day before yesterday, and it had been three days before the other party added him.

Yao Zhan is not a narrow-minded person, but he just felt that maybe he was a bit over the top. He forgot to ask for a contact information when the two of them were done that day, but did Qu Yiheng really forget it?Or do you not intend to?

He remembered what Shao Wei told him, and he couldn't understand Qu Yiheng.

But people, who can figure out who?

He couldn't remember why he suddenly wanted to be Qu Yiheng's friend that day, after that impulse, now he didn't know what to say for a while.

But since it's someone I added on my own initiative, I should say something first.

He talked for a long time, and sent: I just got off work.

"Someone sent you a WeChat message!" Dou Yucong bit his chopsticks and glanced at the mobile phone on the table, "It's Yao Zhan."

Qu Yiheng rushed out of the bathroom, and entered the bathroom with his mobile phone.

"Hey, what important person?" Dou Yucong lowered his head and continued to eat.

Qu Yiheng was cutting his hair in the bathroom looking in the mirror. He didn't want to go to the barber shop because the people in the barber shop talked too much.

Half of the hair was cut, and Dou Yucong said that Yao Zhan had sent a message, so he put down the scissors and rushed out.

Now, standing in front of the sink with his messy cut hair, he looked down at the sentence "I just got off work" sent by Yao Zhan, not knowing what to reply.

"Are you still eating or not? It will be cold in a while."

Dou Yucong was urging Qu Yiheng outside, but rather than letting his brother out for dinner, he was more looking forward to seeing what kind of ghost his brother could cut that hair.

However, fortunately, Qu Yiheng's face looks good, so he probably can hold up any bad hairstyle.

Hearing Dou Yucong's voice, Qu Yiheng came back to his senses. After thinking about it, he didn't ask what the other party did, why he got off work at this time, and replied directly: Thank you for your hard work.

After sending it, he put down his phone, quickly cut the rest, rinsed it with water, wiped his hair and went out to eat.

Dou Yucong was about to finish eating now, seeing his brother coming out, he looked at him with great interest.

"It's okay," he said, "it's not like a dog eats it."

Qu Yiheng ignored him and sat down to eat.

"Who is that Yao Zhan? Your girlfriend?" Dou Yucong asked gossipingly, "Are you finally enlightened?"

"No, my classmate." Qu Yiheng looked up at him, "Does this name look like a girl?"

"That's not true, I just can't think of who else would you contact other than your girlfriend." Dou Yucong laughed at him, "You've lived in seclusion all day, why did you suddenly contact your classmates?"

"Coincidence." Qu Yiheng didn't want to talk about this with him anymore, so he lowered his head to eat.

Dou Yucong saw that he didn't want to say anything, so he stopped asking, poured him another glass of soy milk, and said with a sigh: "I don't want to go to work."

"Then don't go."

"Tsk, I really can't chat with you." Dou Yucong stood up and stretched his waist, "I haven't drunk the wine I bought, and I haven't vented the pain of losing my relationship. It's finally Friday. You accompany me to drink at night, and I need to talk about my heart. depressed."

"Be careful when driving. Don't forget to bring your wallet, key and mobile phone when you go out. If you come back too late at night, I will fall asleep."

"...Okay, Father."

Qu Yiheng glared at him: "Don't make trouble."

After Dou Yucong left, Qu Yiheng sat at the dining table eating by himself, and suddenly remembered that he had left his mobile phone in the bathroom and did not bring it out.

He put down his glass, went to get his phone, and found that Yao Zhan had sent another message.

5 minutes ago, Yao Zhan asked him when he was going there again.

In the past, that city meant his middle school days to him, and most of what he could think of was the time spent struggling with exams. Of course, there were only a few times when he remembered the things he did with Yao Zhan, but that was just for decoration He never paid much attention to the star-like embellishment in the past, but it is different now, as long as he thinks of that city, the first image that pops up in his mind is the big bed in the hotel that day, with Yao Zhan clinging to him The sound of breathing in his ear.

He put his phone aside, and didn't reply to Yao Zhan until after dinner, saying: I don't know.

The next whole day was a bit special for Qu Yiheng. He usually went into the house to draw after breakfast, and sometimes he drew the manuscripts. A picture didn’t cost much, but at least it was enough to eat a few meals. Sometimes he practiced his pen casually, drawing whatever came to his mind.

He has been thinking about one thing recently. He doesn't know if it will be important enough to affect his life, but it is very important.

But today he has no time to think about that, because he has been sending wechat messages to Yao Zhan intermittently all day.

Qu Yiheng was not a talkative person in the first place, and he was unwilling to say anything, let alone type. He felt that it was too troublesome and tiring to send messages on his mobile phone. small talk.

But he made an exception, because Yao Zhan made an exception.

The wechat exchanges between the two are not frequent, and the frequency of one message every one hour or so will not delay their work. But in fact, because of this, Qu Yiheng hardly did anything all day, and Yao Zhan slept in pieces.

At the end of the day, they didn't talk about any substantive content, just a few words, all of which were alienating polite words, but they continued to chat inexplicably, and felt that they were quite boring, but they had to admit that they enjoyed it.

At around six o'clock in the evening, Dou Yucong came back with two cans of beer in his hand.

"Are you in a good mood today?" As soon as he came in, he saw Qu Yiheng sitting on the sofa with his mobile phone, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Qu Yiheng glanced at him, put down his phone, and went to pick up a beer.

"Buy so much again?"

"Yeah, how about getting drunk?" Dou Yucong entered the room, and the doorbell rang before the backpack was put down.

He ran to the door again in his slippers, took the takeaway, and came back after closing the door.

"Barbecue." He asked Qu Yiheng to spread a placemat on the coffee table in the living room, and put the barbecue on it. The two brothers sat in the living room, eating barbecue and drinking wine.

Dou Yucong has always known that Qu Yiheng is a good drinker, but the two of them seldom drink together, and drinking with someone who is not drunk is boring.

But today, Dou Yucong's goal is not to get Qu Yiheng drunk, but to get himself drunk.

From the very beginning, he didn't eat much, but just drank, gulping and gulping, and the beer flowed down the corner of his mouth and onto his clothes along his neck.

"Drink slowly." Qu Yiheng said, "The clothes are dirty."

"If it's dirty, you don't want it." Dou Yucong said, "I still bought this clothes with that dog B."

Qu Yiheng admired Dou Yucong very much. He didn't know how to evaluate this guy. After knowing that his boyfriend who had been with him for six years cheated, he could endure it for several days in order not to affect his work status, until he was sure that he would not have to go to work the next day. Decided to vent.

This is the devil, right?

Qu Yiheng looked at him with a frown, and asked, "Tell me, what's going on."

He doesn't like to meddle in other people's business, but to him, Dou Yucong is not someone else. Although the two are not related by blood, they really regard each other as their last family members.

Dou Yucong drank until the front of his clothes were wet, he squeezed the can and said, "Brother, I think it's special / fuck / shit, why doesn't he even want to lie to me?"

Dou Yucong said: "I came home from a business trip that day, the house was clean, and I was quite happy, but I found a pair of black thongs/pants/pants under the pillow that I had never seen before. At first I thought it was his, so I bought it. Fuck me, I put it on that night, you know? It's fucking disgusting, I still want to throw up now thinking about it."