light adaptation

Bi Qiannian easily followed the address Ning Zhanmei gave to the twelfth floor and entered the door.

"Your house is in the same neighborhood as Xu Yun." Bi Qiannian changed his slippers, "He came back a few days ago, have you two met?"

He looked around, on the large flat floor, the living room, the kitchen and the dining room were uninterrupted, the color was black and gray, and the wooden furniture was basically dark brown wood, which seemed a bit serious and too clean.

"Back? I don't know." Ning Zhanmei went to the kitchen to get a drink, "I haven't seen you, I see you every day. Juice or Coke?"

"Juice." Bi Qiannian replied, he was a little happy to hear Ning Zhanmei jokingly said "see you every day".

"Haven't you been to the gym to play basketball recently?" he asked.

"No, the team lost their hearts after taking the first prize. No one is with us, and it's too hot to go out." Ning Zhanmei handed Bi Qiannian the freshly squeezed orange juice that his aunt had frozen in the refrigerator, "Go, go In my room."

"It will be the beginning of autumn in a few days." Bi Qiannian followed him, "There is no heavy rain this summer."

"Is it always down before? I read the weather and said that a typhoon will land in August, and the water and clouds will probably be affected." Ning Zhanmei said.

"Shut up, I think I do it every summer, and it can cool you down for three or four days." Bi Qiannian said, "Lay on your bed and watch later? Then I'll go to the toilet and wash my feet, sweating."

Ning Zhanmei pointed to the toilet for him, and turned on the projector and stereo in the room.He fiddled with the equipment that just arrived yesterday, and Ning Zhuo asked what he was doing. He said he was building a small theater.

Although Ning Zhuo didn't get along with Ning Zhanmei much, he also knew that his son was not a literary young man, so he thought about it silently, "Are you in love?"

Ning Zhan paused for a while when he removed the stereo, and then smiled helplessly, "Dad, I'll take other girls to the theater when I'm in love, and take my room to watch movies at home. What's the matter?"

Ning Zhuo nodded, and added on the topic of falling in love, "Father doesn't object to your falling in love. It's normal to have someone you like at this age. You have your own measure."

"Hey, I got it." Ning Zhanmei agreed, Ning Zhuo didn't discipline him too much, and always believed that he had a sense of proportion.He felt that it was not easy for him not to grow crooked all these years.

Bi Qiannian entered the room with his slippers on, saw the curtain of the initial startup screen projected on the wall, and sighed, "It's so big, bigger than what we saw in the video store a few days ago." He turned his head and asked Ning Zhan raised his eyebrows, "I just installed it? Why did you think of buying this?"

You seem to like it, so I bought it.Ning Zhan said this in his mind, and immediately drifted away, "Suddenly want to buy it, it's very convenient to watch movies and live games."

Bi Qiannian nodded, and drew the curtains. The thick and heavy blackout curtains cut off the bright afternoon in Shuiyun City. The only sound in the room was the sound of air blowing from the air conditioner and the blue fluorescence on the curtains.

Ning Zhanmei set up the pillow and put it on the bed, and went to the closet to get another one. The light suddenly disappeared, and he turned around to see Bi Qiannian turning around after drawing the curtains. The light from the screen shone on his face, and raised his eyebrows at Ning again Smiling, the pear dimple sank, and the whole face looked hazy in the darkness, an ambiguous beauty.

Bi Qiannian climbed onto the bed, sat comfortably against the pillow, took a sip of iced orange juice, and felt so happy.

"What movie do you want to see?" he asked, his tone languid.

"I don't watch movies very much." Ning Zhanmei turned on the phone and connected it to the projector, "You choose."

"If you don't watch a movie, it's a waste to install it..." Bi Qiannian muttered, searching for various movies displayed on Ning Zhanmei's phone, "Have you seen "Chongqing Forest"? I really like it."

"No." Ning Zhanmei turned his head to look at it, "Film? I'll fall asleep later and you don't blame me."

"...Let's just get this one, I'm too lazy to pick it." Bi Qiannian returned the phone, pulled the quilt and leaned against the pillow as an uncle.

"Success, I'll listen to you." Ning Zhanmei agreed.

Bi Qiannian was startled when the voice came from both sides, "You still have a stereo?"

"Yeah." Ning Zhan nodded.

The sound effect is very good, and the projected picture is also very clear. He guessed that Ning Zhanmei spent a lot of money, and felt that it was a waste for this person who doesn't watch movies so well.

Bi Qiannian was afraid that Ning Zhanmei would be bored, "Can you chat with me? If you don't want to watch it. I've watched it many times."

"Then still watch?" Ning Zhanmei asked, "Let's talk."

"I like it, I usually watch it on my mobile phone, and experience the feeling of watching it on a curtain." Bi Qiannian replied.

"What did the movie say?" Ning Zhanmei asked him.

"Two love stories," Bi Qiannian took another sip of orange juice, "tell about the shelf life of love and the uncertainty of encountering love."

"It's quite profound..." He continued, "Can love have a shelf life? If it's all love, then it will last forever."

Bi Qiannian frowned, and Takeshi Kaneshiro was buying canned food that expired on May [-]st on the screen.

"Not necessarily, love now may not love tomorrow, people always change." He replied, "Love is not that great."

"Hmm..." Ning Zhan smiled suddenly, "Maybe it's because my father has treated my mother for so many years... I feel that love is great and long-lasting."

Bi Qiannian also laughed, "Then look at my parents, can you say that my father didn't love my mother at the time? I think they did, otherwise there's no need to come to me thinking about it after more than ten years."

"Looking for you?"

"Well, it should be in the sixth grade. My mother and I just moved to the family home." Bi Qiannian thought for a while, "Do you still remember that day when I was drunk and cried? Actually, I remember it quite clearly when I woke up. Did you rub it? Give me a head shot? During that time, he was at the corner of the gate of the family courtyard every Friday, waiting for me after school, talking to me, and buying me some gadgets every time."

"Rub my head as you go."

A tall, thin middle-aged man, wearing rectangular glasses, waited for him to go home to the courtyard alone every Friday at the corner, and then called him: "Qiannian."

At that time, he was no longer scared to cry by Xue Chengkai's sudden intrusion into his life, he was taken aback, and then nodded.The man was very happy to receive his response, and took out a few candies from his pocket, "Do you want to eat candy?"

Bi Qiannian took it and said thank you. The man was very happy and said that you are welcome.Then he said, "Dad will come back next Friday to bring you candy." Before leaving, he touched Bi Qiannian's little head tentatively, but Bi Qiannian didn't hide.

Bi Qiannian felt uncomfortable with the self-proclaimed "father", but he knew in his heart that this person was indeed his father, so he could only nod his head, as if acquiescing to the secret meeting between the two on Friday.

He even became looking forward to it. He was domesticated by the small gifts that Xue Chengkai brought every Friday and the warmth of his palms before parting. After a few times, he even took the initiative to ask him: "Can you buy me a storybook?" When Bi Qiannian made a request once, he agreed at a loss, and as if thinking of something, his eyes were red, and finally he stopped crying, and said in a muffled voice, "Daddy will buy you whatever you want."

From then on, Bi Qiannian felt that Xue Chengkai loved him very much. For the first time, he felt that he also had a father. His father was omnipotent and would give him everything he wanted.

The secret of Friday only lasted for half a semester. Bi Qian left work early once and found that Xue Chengkai had brought Bi Qiannian a new pencil case at an inconspicuous corner outside the family courtyard.

She grabbed Bi Qiannian's hand and warned Xue Chengkai not to disturb the lives of the mother and son, took the brand new pencil case from Bi Qiannian's hand and threw it into the trash can in front of Xue Chengkai, and left without looking back.

"And then you never came again?" Ning Zhanmei asked.

Bi Qiannian said, "Actually, he came again during Chinese New Year and gave me a red envelope. But I asked him not to come, and the red envelope was confiscated, and I haven't seen him since then." His tone was flat, like An insignificant trouble was dismissed.

Bi Qiannian still remembered the day when Bi Qian found out, she was so emotionally violent for the first time, she almost dragged herself into the house, even slapped Bi Qiannian, and then burst into tears, saying sorry.

Ning Zhanmei suddenly became clumsy, Bi Qiannian didn't seem to need his comfort, the movie scene changed to a fight scene.

"Didn't I tell you when I was a child?" Ning Zhan raised his chin towards the curtain, "We fight every day, but it's amazing. There is no junior high school in the city who hasn't heard of us."

Bi Qiannian really didn't expect it, and it seemed reasonable, "I said you don't look easy to mess with, and you were really surprised when you taught me how to do the questions." He turned his head and looked at Ning with raised eyebrows, " With your temperament and good grades, it's strange."

Ning Zhan frowned and smiled, "What kind of temperament do I have?"

"It's not bad to be lazy, it's just that you don't care about anything." Bi Qiannian said.

"I really care about you." I don't know who bought these audio projections for, "Bi Qiannian, you really have no conscience." He pretended to lament.

"Sorry." Bi Qiannian was easy to speak, "Then why are you fighting with people?"

"Don't think too much about it, I didn't bully my classmates." Ning Zhan moved his eyebrows and moved his back, and moved closer to Bi Qiannian, "Elementary school is fine, but a fool in junior high school had a feud with my friend. He scolded me together, saying that I don’t have a father, and my mother comes to every parent-teacher meeting. I also heard people say that I called my aunt, and they said that I picked it up, can you not beat me?”

Bi Qiannian remained silent, listening to him continue.

"I don't know where the grandson found out that my mother had left. Hey, it's true. When I told my mother to my face," he felt his temples throbbing when he thought about it now, "there was a strong fight, and then I had a fight with them. Let's get together and fight if you have something to do."

Bi Qiannian patted the back of his hand, "Not angry, not angry."

Ning Zhanmei was a little bit amused by his clumsy consolation, and felt cuddly, "Hey, there is actually another reason, and it's a bit embarrassing to say it."

"Say it, I won't laugh at you."

"I went back to the old house after the fight - I didn't live with my dad, my aunt's family and grandpa were on the other side of the old house - my aunt cared about me that day, and after knowing why I fought, she felt very sorry for me , Cooked a table of dishes at night." Ning Zhanmei recalled, and felt that he was really naive, "Do children rely on fighting to gain attention?"

Bi Qiannian said, "That's quite normal. Uncle and aunt are not around, so others will inevitably be negligent. It's nothing."

Ning Zhanmei smiled, "Yes, I was used to getting [-] points before, and it doesn't matter if adults are used to it. Suddenly fighting, it's quite powerful."

Bi Qiannian laughed.

"Actually, I'm... quite cautious. My mother is like a universal protection card at my house." Ning Zhan paused, his eyes drooping, "My aunt treats me better than my cousins, and loves to praise me. It really hurts me, and so does my grandfather. In fact, it just hurts me, since my mother was not around since I was a child."

"It's easy to be forgiven for fighting, not just for the first time, but for my brother, my aunt would beat him to death." Ning Zhanmei said, "It's all because of my mother that they treat me so well."

Bi Qiannian thought of Ning Zhanmei's father, he vaguely knew that uncle didn't care much about Ning Zhanmei, was also busy with work, seemed to love his wife very much, and hadn't remarried all these years.

But listening to these, he suddenly had a thought, whether Ning Zhanmei has been neglected by his father for a long time, he is so unconfident, not because he has low self-esteem about his ability or appearance, but because he thinks that his family is not good to him Because of himself, and all because of the sad fact that he didn't have a mother.

He was shocked by this guess, how could Ning Zhanmei always think this way?

The movie ended quietly and the room fell silent.Bi Qiannian didn't make a sound, just looked at Ning Zhanmei quietly, and put his hand on the back of Ning Zhanmei's hand, sending a few traces of warmth.

He was encouraging him, just like Ning Zhanmei's tolerance on the phone that day, Bi Qiannian also chose to tolerate Ning Zhanmei, tolerate his unfinished "narrow-mindedness", willing to approach him, and tell him that you are equally safe with me.

In the dark room, people's expressions could not be seen clearly. Ning Zhanmei was burned by the temperature of Bi Qiannian's palm, and a hole in his chest seemed to be scalded suddenly. Spit out fearfully.

drown him.

Bi Qiannian's hand is like the only life-saving vine that the drowning person can rely on.

He will hold it tightly and never let go.