Cold violence

"I just remembered something. We have no water today."

Zhou Yu wrote and drew on the draft paper with He Chu's hand, and He Chu leaned against Zhou Yu's neck and rubbed against his neck. He Chu continued.

"We're going to get water from the tap downstairs, will you come with me?"

He Chu raised his chin and rubbed against Zhou Yu's cochlea, smelling the fragrance of the shampoo left by his hair, as well as the smell of alcohol from the bar last night.

The aura on Zhou Yu's body seemed to have penetrated deep into his bone marrow. Even if he walked around a place full of feasting and feasting, he could still smell Zhou Yu's own scent.

So clean.

Zhou Yu's Adam's apple moved, and his voice was slow and deep: "Go."

After speaking, he let go of He Chu's hand and straightened He Chu, went to the closet to get a coat and put it on his body, He Chu stood up and helped him take out the last down jacket in the closet and put it on him again.

"hot."

Zhou Yu tore off the zipper that He Chu had pulled to the top for him, and his tone was dissatisfied, as if he was being coquettish.

"I'm sick. I don't want to take medicine."

He Chu forcefully pulled back the zipper, and then turned Zhou Yu's thickest trousers out in Zhou Yu's closet to signal him to put them on, as if he was touching his own closet.

Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows and watched He Chu's movements.

"I think, ugh... have you touched my closet while I'm away?"

"No, but I probably know where you put your underwear just now."

He Chu casually said that in fact, he used to sneak through Zhou Yu's closet while he was taking a shower, but he just opened it and didn't move anything. Habits and preferences can be inferred.

Zhou Yu is too rigid in certain habits, He Chu knows everything as long as he uses his brain.

Zhou Yu was in a daze and let He Chu do whatever he wanted, but he suddenly realized the shameful thing of asking He Chu to help him put on his pants when he was halfway through them, and he lifted them a little uncomfortable. Lifting his feet, he said hoarsely, "Hey... can't I come by myself?"

He Chu lowered his head and smiled, and said very "□□": "Isn't this taking advantage of you while you are sick?"

He held Zhou Yu's ankle and helped him tuck his leg into his pants.

"Are you waiting for me to get better before asking you to take the advantage back for me?"

Zhou Yu stood up, pulled up his trousers loosely, gathered his coat, and patted He □□ on the head: "Go downstairs."

The wind in December is cold, especially when the evening is approaching, the sky is already a bit dark, Zhou Yu leaned on the book and looked at He Chu quietly.

In the dimness, He Chu's bent figure was a little unclear, and Zhou Yu could only hear the sound of rushing water, and the turbulent sound when the water collided with the bucket.

It's great, he thought, with He Chu by his side, even the word "go home" seemed extremely warm.

This was the first time he had the idea of ​​having a home of his own.

What happened last night is still fresh in my memory.

He Chu's extremely inexperienced technique played the simplest song "Happy Birthday" for him.

He Chu knew before that he liked Tchaikovsky, and he knew that He Chu even forced himself to listen to Tchaikovsky in order to understand him, and then chatted with him about things that sounded a bit naive to Zhou Yu. topic of.

Zhou Yu didn't know how He Chu knew that he liked the violin. He hadn't touched that dream that was out of reach for him for a long time, but He Chu handed his dream back to him again. .

In that solemn, almost pious way, at the same time put my heart in his hands.

There is nothing better than finding something lost, especially when it comes back to a dream that you thought was impossible to touch again.

But the most precious gift he received was actually He Chu's heart in his heart.

Because of He Chu, the home that he had hoped for for so many years seemed to be truly owned from that moment on.

"You know it's my birthday...?" It turned out that the reason why he has been busy and disappeared for so many days is to learn piano for him.

"I know everything about you."

Zhou Yu sometimes felt that he was a special mother, and he thought about a lot of things, and he had to think a little more about everything else, and sometimes he just thought about this and that by himself every day, worrying about gains and losses.

I'm embarrassed to say what I want to say, and I can't say what I don't want to say. Even if I like He Chu, it seems to be sneaky like that.

He Chu, probably wants to hear a straightforward "like" from himself.

He leaned against the tree and raised his head, watching the sky darken quickly.

He Chu's brows and eyes were still in front of his eyes last night.

He is a person with a very good memory. As long as he wants to remember many things, he will never forget them. He even has the habit of recalling some things on a regular basis, so now he actually has a lot of things in his mind.

For example, when He Chu first met, he was a bit aggressive, such as the text message Yu Jingzhou sent him at twelve o'clock yesterday.

So there are actually a few people in this world who care about him, neither too many nor too few, they are all such good, real and powerful people, including Wang Zhi who just met him not long ago.

Zhou Yu was not liked by his family when he was a child, he was not liked by his classmates at school, and he couldn't get acquainted with his peers in the business circle at the mother's reception, maybe he would never be able to have fun there like He Chu , because he really tried to get rid of that status quo before.

The brain will not only remember happy things, but also help him remember pain more firmly.

The injury he had suffered before would now be afraid of it happening again. He subconsciously protected himself and didn't want to get hurt any more.

So he indifferently refuses to be approached by others, and he doesn't want to accept other people's superficial attention.

But it turns out that the people around me are so good, can I not be so world-weary, can I not let myself think wildly, like He Chu, without restraint...

The luckiest thing he felt so far was that He Chu was by his side, and the luckier thing... probably was that He Chu was able to like him.

Be the one who can pull him out of the swamp, the one who can lead him to the light.

Sometimes He Chu looked like a child to him, but he also liked that child-like person very much.

The kind of love that can be liked for a long time.

A liking until I no longer have that ability.

The kind that, whenever I think of He Chu, I can't help but smile.

He considers himself indifferent, but he is also a person who will not take back his feelings easily after giving.

He looked at He Chu. He Chu's figure was not very clear. He wrapped his clothes tightly with his hands and laughed.

It's great, the feeling that this person is right in front of my eyes is amazing.

After He Chu finished catching the water, he saw Zhou Yu leaning on the tree with his head slightly lowered, his hands wrapped around his chest, as if he was asleep.

He turned on the faucet, walked up to Zhou Yu lightly, and called him in a low voice: "Zhou Yu?"

Zhou Yu didn't move, and really fell asleep.

His slightly long bangs swept over his eyes, and his face was also hidden in the darkness, only his sharp chin was exposed, dazzling white in the night.

He Chu looked at the water he was drinking, sighed, helped Zhou Yu wrap his clothes tightly and leaned over to carry Zhou Yu on his back.

Before the illness is cured, it is easier to catch a cold when you are asleep.

"Zhou Yu, my elder brother has never carried anyone on his back at this age, you have to cherish this opportunity." He Chu sent Zhou Yu over his shoulder and walked towards the stairs.

He Chu carried it lightly, Zhou Yu really didn't think it was heavy, even at his age and height he was considered very light.

With Zhou Yu on his back, He Chu felt that he could even feel his bones, and thought, he must treat Zhou Yu better in the future, at least let him gain weight.

Maybe it's because the walking movements are a bit bumpy, or maybe it's because the wind is too precipitous, He Chu walked very slowly, when he reached the corner of the second floor, he suddenly heard the person who was supposed to be asleep suddenly beside his ear He asked vaguely, "Will we always be like this in the future?"

He Chu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, we can do this for as long as you want."

Zhou Yu seemed to be smiling, and closed his eyes and asked, "Will you still carry me behind your back?"

"Yes, as long as you want, I can carry you behind my back anytime."

"Do you also memorize it in school?"

"Back, I want everyone to know that you have a master."

"Do you also recite at home?"

"Remember, as long as you like, I can carry you around every corner of the house."

"Will you still be nice to me?"

"I will always be nice to you, so good that you can't accept it, I want to be nice to you."

"Will you still love me?"

"Yes. I like you until the next life, as long as you still want me, I will always like you until the next life..."

"Where do we go now?"

"Go back to our house."

"He Chu, can you always remember what you said today?" Zhou Yu's voice suddenly became clear, his voice was deep and deep as if he was swearing.

"I can. No matter what, as long as you want me to do it." He Chu turned his head and said to Zhou Yu solemnly.In the darkness, Zhou Yu's eyes were as bright as stars.

"Okay then, you have to remember what you said today." I have to come out for you, you have to remember what you said today, you have to give me a chance, I will give you time.

He Chu replied in the dark corridor: "Okay, we have agreed, whoever repents first is a puppy."

Zhou Yu covered his eyes dejectedly.

Memories emerged like flowing water, and he read them one by one like a busy traffic. In the past, his dream was an untouchable piano, but now his dream is that unreachable memory.

You said you want to see me, but how should I see you?How should I feel when I come to see you?

"He Chu..."

Zhou Yu took another sip of coffee, sighed, and didn't know who he was speaking to: "He Chu, who did you show it to?"

The stabbing pain in his stomach was like a spasm, a hand not only grabbed his stomach but also his heart, that hand slowly tightened, giving him deadly pressure.

He always felt that the young man in his heart who fell in love with him was dead, but when he heard that person's voice again, he couldn't help thinking of him, even the tone and expression of that person ten years ago when he spoke, it was so unbelievable Neglect is those words that seem to be exciting today.

His memory is so good that he always thinks about these things upside down, and sometimes he wants to smile when he thinks about it.

But he also knew that those were all fake.

In the end, He Chu still didn't keep his promise. What he thought he would never leave was really just a dream come true.

A self-deceiving dream.

"What are you still looking for me for? He Chu."

He Chu was somewhat similar to him in the past.

He refused to show weakness in many aspects. Back then, he imagined what would happen if He Chu regretted himself one day. Maybe he really wouldn't forgive him.

It was originally just an idea, but unexpectedly it became a prophecy.

While thinking about the best memories in his life, he had boundless hatred for him.

Speaking of which, Zhou Yu wouldn't be where he is today without He Chu.

Today's Zhou Yu was praised by everyone in the mall, and countless people fawned on him, and he really became the so-called "indifferent" person.

Many people say that you have to thank those who have brought you pain, they have made you.

But why should we be grateful for the pain?Perhaps, without those pains, I can go better and farther.

Why should I be thankful for the pain?Those pains are engraved in my mind and will linger for the rest of my life, and even become the shadow of my future.

Not all injuries can be passed, and he is not so kind to forgive those people.

So since you can't make it through...

"He Chu, let's meet now. At my house."

Zhou Yu couldn't fall asleep this time, so he picked up his phone and sent He Chu a text message, thinking that if He Chu didn't come, the text message would be gone after 10 minutes.

He doesn't have much patience. Since the opportunity is here, if you don't look at it, there is no need to give him to you.

But He Chu can basically be regarded as replying in seconds. As soon as Zhou Yu's message was sent out, He Chu's reply arrived:

"Where are you?"

Zhou Yu didn't reply to He Chu He Chu, but just turned off the phone, got dressed and sat on the sofa.

Since He Chu wants to meet, it's better to get over the pain quickly. He Chu said that he has something to tell him and wants to tell him, so let's make it clear in one breath.

only--

"Zhou Yu, you can't be stupid this time."