Xu Yiqing goes to the rest of the year

It was about midnight, Gu Mumian rubbed his eyes, took off his glasses and put them aside, stretched his waist, he stared at the warm pure milk on the table, reached out and touched the cup, the temperature was transmitted through the glass. It is a gentle warmth to the fingers.

"Xiao Mian, what type of novel are you writing?"

Su Cha was sleepy at the time, yawned and put the milk beside him,

"Spiritual."

Su Cha was slightly startled by the hand that put down the milk, and then seemed to wake up suddenly, "No, no, I'm ridiculously brave. I'm most afraid of reading horror stories."

He is just afraid, not annoying, or because he is timid, he has never watched horror movies, and he is very curious. He said before that he hopes someone can watch horror movies with him, and he hopes to find someone who can make him not scary. people.

Gu Mumian stared at the computer blankly. Seeing that he ignored her, Su Cha curled her lips. When walking back, she didn't know whether it was by accident or on purpose. She happened to slip into Gu Mumian's arms, and Gu Mumian stared at The smiling face of the person in his arms was still expressionless. Su Cha took advantage, sat on his lap, reached out to help him up his glasses, and then lowered his hands to wrap his arms around his neck. But in just one second, he got up and drove away.

"You see, I already know your profession, so let's take this as a reward."

He said with a smile and slipped out, his smiling peach eyes seemed to burst into tears because they were too curved.

"By the way, the milk is full of my love, drink it all up."

He spoke shamelessly and hooked up with that person indiscriminately. The moment he closed the door, his smile collapsed. He leaned against the door and knelt down and covered his face. After a while, he smiled again and left with red eyes.

He hugged the quilt, lay on the sofa and watched TV, planning to wait for Gu Mumian to sleep.

In the room, Gu Mumian was rubbing the cup, his eyes were deep and far away, and his fingers were slowly swiping. In the end, he still didn't pick up the milk, left him there, turned around and went to the bathroom.

After taking a shower, he lay on the bed tossing and turning for a while, then got up again, put on his coat, and went to the living room. The light was still on in the living room, and the TV was still making loud noises, but the person on the sofa was sleeping. caught.

If you have your own room and don't go to sleep on the bed, Gu Mumian thought to himself, leaning down to tuck the corner of the quilt for him.

Then he gently raised his left hand and rubbed it slowly on his wrist. Su Cha carried two heavy bags with his left hand today, so he was probably too tired.

You have to be careful with this hand, after all, it's the only hand you have left.

Gu Mumian was thinking, staring at his beautiful wrist, and slowly kissed him very lightly.

Su Cha always slept very deeply when he was tired, deep and peaceful.

The lights were quiet, the night was quiet, and Gu Mian was also quiet. He turned off the lights and the TV, covered Su Cha with the quilt, and got up to leave. He squatted for a long time just now, and his legs were still very stiff when he got up all of a sudden. numb.

Su Cha called "Xiao Nian" in a low voice, the figure paused and returned to the room.

Su Cha slept soundly and deeply. He had a dream.

He dreamed that when he met his young master for the first time, he was being led by the housekeeper to meet his mother. The tall villa was built with new bricks and green tiles, which was terrifyingly unfamiliar. He timidly stood behind him holding the hem of his clothes In the garden, a fluffy little bear happened to fall in front of him. He was startled. There was a beautiful brother standing at the upstairs window calling him to let him pick up the toy for him. Who knows, he took the toy When he gave it to him, the man stared at him for a long time, stuffed the bear into his arms, and said, "Here is this toy for you, and you will be my new toy." Then he found out that he was the servant The young master.

When Su Cha woke up, the chandelier in the living room was still shining, and the TV had been playing all night, and he had a headache from sleeping on the sofa. Fortunately, he was covered tightly with the quilt. He rubbed his head and walked lightly Walking to Gu Mumian's room, the milk that had been left overnight lost its temperature and stood there alone. He stopped rubbing his head and smiled shyly. Does this mean that he does not accept his love?

The man was sleeping soundly. Su Cha glanced at him, picked up the cup and drank all the milk in one gulp. The coldness that had been left all night came over, and even his heart suddenly felt cold. Su Cha frowned. , staring at the clean glass.

Tsk, pure milk really doesn't taste good.

It was around 12 o'clock when Gu Mumian got up and took a simple shower. He opened the door and saw Su Cha who was cooking. She looked at him with a flattering face.

Gu Mumian stared at him for a long time, took a step, and then reached out to touch the scar on his forehead. "Is it ugly?"

A good-looking person, even if there is a little more flaws, is still good-looking.

Gu Mumian shook his head, and gently stroked Su Cha's forehead with his cold fingers. Su Cha's eyelashes trembled a few times, and he pulled his hand down, smiling hastily, "Let's eat."

The dishes on the table were well presented, bright in color, very appetizing, Gu Mumian took a sip, and then said unhurriedly, "How do you solve breakfast?"

On the other side, Su Cha was stuffing rice into his mouth, and said inarticulately, "Sister Mei (unresolved)."

It looks like he didn't have breakfast.

Gu Mumian took a bite of each dish, then picked the top green vegetable, shook the juice lightly, and put it in Su Cha's bowl.

He used to focus on rice when he ate and forgot to eat the vegetables.

Gu Mumian ate slowly, his long messy hair did not match his elegant eating style at all.

He said, "There are small stalls selling breakfast downstairs in the morning, and there are several noodle shops and wonton shops along the street."

Su Cha pursed her lips and said with a smile, "This is the first time I've come here, and I'm not familiar with the place. Anyway, you're fine this afternoon, so take me for a stroll."

Gu Mian didn't speak, and it seemed that the food was delicious. Su Cha picked up the rice, squinted at him, and wanted to laugh again in a daze.

If Xia Xiaotao were here, she would definitely complain about the inconsistency between their appearance and their diet. The contrast was so great that it really scared her blind.

The weather has not been very good these few days, it has been gloomy, but Su Cha is very happy, humming a song, wearing a black mask, and Gu Mumian pulls the hat on, and follows with her steps Next to Gu Mian, Gu Mian couldn't help but feel that he brought a child out.

His hair covered his eyes, and he wore a black hat on his sweater, which covered half of his face at once, and his whole body exuded a chill that no one should get close to.

When the two are together, there is a feeling of being out of place with the surrounding environment.

This is a relatively remote town, and in some places there are walls and fences piled up with stones. On the streets that have just rained, there is the fragrance of soil and the smell of wind.

"Su Cha."

"Ok?"

"How long are you going to live here?"

Gu Mumian's usual boring voice seemed a bit heavy through the air. Su Cha kicked a stone without saying a word. The stone turned and turned, and turned to a dessert shop. The stone stopped moving, and Su Cha also stopped. He said, " Xiao Mian, let's go eat dessert."

Gu Mumian ignored him, but the hand being held by Su Cha did not resist, and the two chose a seat by the window.

Su Cha flipped through the dessert menu casually, and just about to say something, Gu Mumian snatched it up, closed the menu and put it in the clerk's hand, Su Cha took advantage of the opportunity and said, "A cup of hot coffee without sugar, a serving of strawberry ice cream .”

He never finished reading things. When he went out to eat when he was a child, he always looked through the menu without ordering.

Seeing that he took off his mask, Gu Mumian tapped his finger on the table and asked, "Aren't you afraid of being recognized when you take off your mask?"

"It's okay, I haven't appeared in the public eye for a long time, I probably have forgotten me long ago, besides, this place is remote, even if they know where I am, they won't know where I live."

Indeed, Su Cha came here about half a year after he disappeared.

It's the hardest thing to keep a newcomer in the entertainment industry for an old one. Popularity is the most difficult thing to keep.

Things were put on quickly. There was ice cream in front of Su Cha, and hot coffee in front of Gu Mian. The two looked at each other silently, and then exchanged things.

For a while, the air was a little quiet.

"Xiao Mian," Su Cha stirred the coffee, glanced out the window, and asked hollowly, "What are these trees outside?"

"Acacia."

Gu Mumian scooped up a spoonful of pink ice cream expressionlessly, staring at his profile and said.

Su Cha withdrew his eyes, took a sip of his coffee, and repeated in a murmur, "Acacia."

What a great name.

"In June, the Albizia julibrissin is full of branches and it is very beautiful."

Gu Mumian spoke slowly, and glanced out of the window. Su Cha smiled and said, "In June, unfortunately, I only paid two months' rent."

It seems that food has an expiry date, and even cohabitation has a time limit.

Gu Mumian's heart that had been hanging down suddenly calmed down.

Two months, fortunately, as long as it lasts for two months.

It's just that this stable heart was filled with a bit of bitterness out of thin air, so astringent that even ice cream couldn't cover it.

The two spent the afternoon dallying around, and then ate dinner at the wonton restaurant that Gu Mumian had mentioned.

It was a restaurant run by an old man, who only made wontons, and the people who took money were all young people.

He seemed to recognize Gu Mumian, and he sat on the small bench in front of the door in a daze and said, "You are here again, young man", and then stayed there without saying a word like a stone sculpture.

"Do you come to this store often?"

Gu Mumian shook his head, there are many people who come to this wonton restaurant, and every young person is regarded as a "boy" by the old man.

"I'm sorry, the old man is old and doesn't remember anything."

Gu Mumian shook his head at the clerk, ordered two bowls of wontons, paused, and added, "No coriander in one bowl, just add a little more salt."

Su Cha added, "Add more vinegar to the other bowl."

Gu Mumian turned to look at him, and Su Cha also looked at him with a smile.

Gu Mumian moved his lips and said, "Do you know who that old man sits in front of the door every day waiting for?"

Su Cha shook his head.

"Wait for his wife."

Then, there was silence again.

After the wontons came out, Gu Mumian pushed the bowl of wontons without coriander to him, and then said slowly, "Five years ago, I attended his wife's funeral."

Su Cha's hand holding the spoon froze for a moment, then put the spoon in his bowl.

At that time, it was a vast expanse of whiteness, and Gu Mumian was standing among the crowd, watching the old man's withered hands slowly caressing the photo of the deceased, he thought, if one day he was lying there, someone would look at him like this Have you looked at his photo?

"Later, he became confused, his memory was confused, and he couldn't remember clearly. He just sat in front of the door every day and talked to people who came and went, saying that his wife had disappeared."

Gu Mumian spoke with his eyes empty, and Su Cha also began to put chili peppers in his bowl small by small spoonfuls.

Gu Mumian stared at his movements and stopped him from taking the next spoonful of chili.

Su Cha smiled and added the small spoonful.

There was red oil floating on the wonton soup, and Su Cha choked on it, and it was so spicy that it hit his throat. He coughed and burst into tears. Gu Mumian frowned, and Su Cha smiled at him with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

Su Cha likes spicy food, but he can't eat spicy food.

Gu Mumian picked up the bowl and gulped down most of the soup, leaving only a few wontons in the bowl, then he poured the scary-looking soup with red oil in Su Cha's bowl into his own bowl, stood up and served it A cup of boiled water was poured into Su Cha's bowl.

Gu Mian can eat spicy food, but he doesn't like it.

Su Cha remembered that his young master used to be like this, eating the spicy dishes he ordered, frowning and not letting him eat spicy food.

Man, he has always been led by memories, that's why he shed tears, and that's why the old man has been guarding the door.

They said that the old man couldn't forget the memories, but there was nothing he couldn't forget, only he didn't dare to forget, he didn't want to forget, and he had to remember the past despite this clarity.

The streets at night are quiet and distant, and the street lamps dragged the shadows of the two of them for a long, long time.

Su Cha walked quickly, standing under the street lamp and staring at Gu Mumian who was walking towards him.

The man walked neither hurriedly nor slowly, but he felt that every step was strong and steady.

The warm yellow light hit the top of Su Cha's head, his eyes were shining, and his lips, which were reddened by the pepper, looked extra alluring.

Gu Mumian walked over and blocked the light above his head. He lowered his head, stared at Su Cha, and rubbed his fingers on his full and round lips.

"Su Cha," he bent down and rubbed Su Cha's ear, and finally paused, "Go back."

The bright anticipation in the man's eyes shattered into shards of glass, hurting his eyes. He let go of his hand, and then continued to walk unhurriedly, leaving Su Cha's lonely shadow dragging on for a long time.

Gu Mumian originally hoped that someone would be like an old man, remember him and look forward to him after he left, but later he ate the wonton with chili in the bowl, and felt that this hopeless nostalgia and expectation Hope, it is too painful.

He originally wanted to tell Su Cha that it would be very painful if someone still missed him after he left.

But the hope in that person's eyes clearly couldn't listen to his explanation, so it's better for him not to know what's on his mind.

There should always be no expectations, no nostalgia.