A Certain Someone

Shengwang actually doesn't cry.

Every time the tip of his nose felt sore, he would open his eyes wide or raise his head, and after a while, the excess water vapor would soak away, and he would blink a few times quickly, and the force would subside.Only the corners of the eyes are red.

Jiang Tian has seen him like this, and only seen him like this.I heard Sheng Mingyang mention it a long time ago, saying that as long as his son doesn't cry, it's not a big deal.The habit of looking at Shengwang, I am afraid that after childhood, there will be no "big events" again, even if the emotions are at the extreme, the corners of the eyes will only turn red.

But this time, Jiang Tian kissed Sheng Wang's eyes, but tasted the saltiness of his lips.In his more than 20 years of life, he has lost many things and experienced a lot of "lost", but this is the first time he has "recovered".

It turns out that the taste is salty, wet, turbulent and sour.

Shengwang's mind is empty, but his heart is full.He was led by Jiang Tian, ​​and followed him back to the residence in a daze, and went upstairs and into the house.

He was pinned against the door, barely able to breathe.

Jiang Tian looked indifferent, but his kisses were always gentle. Even with the youthful agitation at the beginning, it was just an unbearable intimacy.But today was different, as if he was confirming some kind of existence, the kiss was deep and heavy.

Sheng Wang once felt that he would not know where to start with things he hadn't done for too long, and he would have nothing to say about people he hadn't seen for too long.

It wasn't until he stepped back a little bit, tilted his head to take a breath, and grabbed Jiang Tian's back neck to chase and kiss him as before, that he realized that people's memory is far stronger than he imagined. Too.

Even if he drinks alcohol, is unresponsive, and at a loss, there will still be muscle memory to take him like when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, chasing and responding to the person he likes, just like an instinct that goes deep into the bone marrow.

My bones say, I still love you.

"Wangzi." Jiang Tian separated slightly, his eyes fell from half-opened eyes, and there was a faint light in the confusion.His voice was very low, and it sounded in the quiet night, which made people feel sore, "Shall we get along well?"

When he was young, he always had to wait for what he wanted to say, thinking that he was rational and mature.Waiting for Utopia, waiting for Shengwang to figure it out, waiting for him to sober up, and waiting for him to grow up...

Later, he finally understood that the world is always changing, and no one knows what will happen in the next moment, just like the phrase "Let's talk later" at the corner of the stairs when he just turned 18 years old, who would have thought that they would be late in one night so many years.

He doesn't want to wait any longer now.

Sheng Wang was stunned for a long time, then nodded heavily.His demeanor was still drunk, his reaction was a bit slow, and he seemed extraordinarily straightforward and serious.After nodding his head, he lowered his eyes again, showing a look of frustration: "But I'm not the same as before, many people say that."

His dangling thumb pinched the knuckles of the other knuckles, and began to make small unconscious movements again.He wanted to say "you can wait and see it later".But before he had time to speak, he heard Jiang Tian say "hmm": "I heard that there are many more people who like you than in high school."

Sheng Wang was a little confused, wanting to say that I didn't mean that.If he was awake on weekdays, he would definitely be able to react immediately. Jiang Tian is so smart, how could he not know what he wanted to say.It's a pity that he is still drunk now, so he can only stare blankly at each other.

Until Jiang Tian said again: "Then let me chase after it, and you decide whether to agree or not."

"Forget it." Sheng Wang said discouragedly.He was quiet for a moment, then muttered in a low voice: "Reluctantly."

The tone and demeanor of his speech are clearly the same as when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, which makes people want to tease him for no reason.But Jiang Tian was full of distress at this time, just looked at him quietly, then lowered his head and gently pecked the corners of his eyes, cheeks, and lips.

Sheng Wang was made itchy by him, but couldn't help but respond.

If it weren't for the fact that Sheng Wang lost his footing and hit the corner of the coffee table because of being kicked by a furry thing, they might have rolled onto the sofa or bed by now.

Muscle memory was at work, and Sheng Wang couldn't help but touch Jiang Tian's Adam's apple after kissing him.In the past, it was out of bad taste and possessiveness, I wanted to see his brother being teased by him from a cold and indifferent appearance to losing control.Now……

It seems to be the same now.

That bit of juvenile trickery always pops out in similar situations, and there is no need to think about it deliberately.It seemed that facing Jiang Tian, ​​he could spread himself out slowly and bit by bit.

The coffee table is made of wood with sharp corners.Jiang Tian actually bought a set of silica gel edging, but he flew to Guangdong with someone in his mind these few days, and the packing box has not been opened yet.

A mark was scratched on Shengwang's calf, and blood was oozing thinly. He sat on the sofa with his trousers rolled up, and stared at the culprit squatting on the coffee table.

It may be that the cat's eyes are too focused.Shengwang's nerves struggled with the alcohol, and he felt a subtle embarrassment, so he pulled a pillow over to hug him, silently covering his waist and hips.

This cat is used to being lawless by Jiang Tian, ​​it dares to sit anywhere and is not afraid of strangers.

Thinking of the word "stranger", Sheng Wang felt a little uncomfortable.Jiang Tian went to the bedroom to look for ointment. Taking advantage of the other party's hearing, he leaned forward, looked at the cat on the pillow and said, "Are you my long-lost son?"

The cat probably thought he was going to scratch it, and silently withdrew its head.

Sheng Wang asked again: "Why are you so fat?"

The cat stared at him with a stern face, and turned into an airplane ear.

Sheng Wang was about to speak again, when Jiang Tian came out of the bedroom, holding a small box in his hand, and said, "It's that one, it's either fat or hairy."

As soon as he appeared, both living creatures in the living room died down.The cat slumped down and licked its paws, Sheng Wang hugged the pillow and went back.

After a while, he honestly said "Oh".

"Don't cross your legs." Jiang Tian motioned him to put down the broken leg, took a bandage in the box and said, "I just moved here, nothing else."

"I'll do it myself." Just as Sheng Wang was about to reach out his hand, Jiang Tian stepped aside.

The band-aid was pasted on the wound with a slightly bitter smell of medicine, and Jiang Tian's fingertips fell on the skin of his calf, rubbing the edge of the band-aid.Sheng Wang subconsciously retracted his legs, and silently hugged the pillow tightly.

The cat didn't know whether it was curious about the smell of the medicine or something, it suddenly came over and sniffed the side of his leg with the tip of its wet nose.

"Is it kissing me?" After all, this cat was picked by Sheng Wang with great difficulty in the past, and he felt that it was really cute if it was a little friendly.

Unexpectedly, just as he enjoyed this kind of intimacy, Jiang Tian poured a bucket of cold water on him: "No, it's rubbing its nose."

Sheng Wang: "???"

fart.

Sheng Wang gave him a kick, it wasn't heavy, it was like a knee jerk reaction from an injured leg.

After the kick, he didn't realize it. He was stunned for a moment, but when he looked up, he saw Jiang Tian standing there with the band-aid box, and then he turned his head and gave a low laugh.

Sheng Wang felt like a long-distance traveler in the snow, sitting by the fire for a long time, and finally felt the warmth belatedly.The thawing starts from the extremities of the hands and feet, and the blood is alive and dripping all over the limbs and bones.

It turned out that after so many years, even if he himself felt that his face had changed beyond recognition, he could still make that person laugh, just like before.

Jiang Tian's low laugh was like a switch.After that, Sheng Wang suddenly became clingy, following him in and out of the bedroom and kitchen, watching him brew a cup of honey water to soothe the hangover, and then grabbing it very consciously and drinking it down.

He finally talked more and more slowly. At first, he asked Jiang Tian why he changed WeChat, how he was doing at school, whether life was convenient, and whether he had made some good friends.

He heard Jiang Tian say that the air in the place where he lives is good, but there are few people. On holidays, especially before Christmas, the surrounding shops are always closed. Only a few small supermarkets are lit, but he can't find what he wants to buy.

There is a Chinese restaurant nearby, and the taste is not very satisfactory.Once during the Chinese New Year, a few classmates asked Shangjiang Tian to make dumplings, but they only bought fruit vinegar, which tasted strange when dipped in it.A genius smashed the jar and squeezed the same strange hot sauce and mustard into the vinegar, and the New Year's Eve dinner almost cast a shadow for life.

International students often have gatherings and fellowships. Jiang Tian was dragged to go there twice, but he was really not interested, so he never participated again.

……

Then slowly, Sheng Wang turned from question to answer, talking about himself.

He has been living in a hurry, and rarely thinks back on the experiences of the past few years, who he has met and what he has done, as if it has passed, and he does not want to elaborate.It wasn't until today that he really opened his mouth for the past few years and told Jiang Tian sporadically.

He thought he would be very sad, but when he really said it, he felt that everything was okay.

He talked about his college life, and focused on complaining about the intoxicating "scent" of the dormitory next door, which forced him to move out to rent a room very early. He once wanted to raise a cat so that the house would not be too deserted.But every time I choose, I always think of the one that was taken away many years ago, so I bought a whole set of cat litter, cat litter box, and cat toys, but they are always left there.

He also talked about various clubs and competitions. In fact, he can't remember clearly, but he described it lively under Jiang Tian's gaze.After talking about it, he finally showed some of his true nature, and quietly boasted about his ability to plan and sponsor in the student union.

It seems that seeing Jiang Tian's raised eyebrows and surprise, those days of running around and turning upside down day and night are not in vain.

It's been a long time since Sheng Wang chatted with anyone like this, as if he couldn't finish talking.It's like when I was in high school, I had nothing to do, but I was still able to chat with Jiang Tian with my mobile phone, chatting on WeChat all day between classes.

Jiang Tian was worried that he would be thirsty for a while, so he glanced at his lips several times, and finally couldn't hold back, got up and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water.When he came back with the cup, someone who kept saying that he wanted to keep his eyes open for the New Year's Eve had already fallen asleep.

After taking a shower, he took off his reserved and steady shirt, and found a large T-shirt and sports trousers from the closet to wear. Because of his arched body, the shoulders and back were clearly defined, and the cotton cloth was wrapped around his waist. Pull out thin, tight threads.

He still likes to lie on the pillow when he sleeps, his hair is messy and slipping off, because the heating is too high, there will always be a little damp on his forehead, exactly the same as it was many years ago.

Jiang Tian took a sip of water by himself, then propped himself up on the edge of the bed and leaned over to kiss him.Sheng Wang unconsciously licked his lips, turned his head and buried it deeper into the pillow.

He suddenly remembered that the day after the High School Art Festival, it was also such a late night, Sheng Wang occupied most of his lower bunk bed, and fell asleep before midnight.He also kissed each other in the same way, waiting for the arrival of the new year in a drowsy sleepiness.

At this moment, all the scenes are connected, as if the years missed in the middle did not exist.

Yesterday was December 12, and he stood on the stage in the huge auditorium of the attached middle school, wearing a shirt with another name on it, and played the song "Childhood" with the guitar he learned by cramming.

Today is December 12, he turned off the light and lay down on the bed as usual, the person he likes is close at hand.

New Year's Day is coming, he closed his eyes in the last few seconds, clasped Sheng Wang's fingers and whispered: "Wangzai, Happy New Year."

I miss you so much, every day.