Midsummer of Eden

After Qin Shuo left, Yin Jueming pushed the wheelchair and sat on the balcony to smoke.The wind in the winter night was very cold, he was wearing a blanket, thinking of the scene when he met Zhang Chi in summer.

At that time, the sky was full of mica-like clouds, the color of the sunset was very bright, the wind was hot, and there was the aroma of plants in the air.

Everything feels like yesterday, and it seems so far away.

The sky in winter always gets dark very quickly. In this place, the glowing horizon can only be glimpsed from the gaps in the tall buildings, which is that kind of dark blue and stable color.Everything is blown pale in the winter temperature, and the world seems to be a mirror.

Yin Jueming has always known how to enjoy loneliness, but at this moment, he feels that he can't sit still.

He took out his mobile phone, edited the text several times, and finally deleted it all, took a picture of the color of the sunset in the gap between the buildings, and sent an MMS to Zhang Chi.

Then he waited, waited, and he suddenly remembered that he had never been in this state, waiting for the sake of waiting instead of doing something else.

When he came back to his senses, there were already six or seven cigarettes in the ashtray. Yin Jueming seemed to wake up suddenly, put out the half-smoked cigarette in his hand, and turned to enter the bedroom.The result is that I can't read the book, and I can't write anything I want to write. Even if I find a movie to watch, I feel very irritable and can't read it.

Before I knew it, two or three hours had passed.After checking the phone several times, Zhang Chi never replied to him.

I have to find something to do for myself, Yin Jueming thought.

Just when he was wondering whether he should go out in a wheelchair or try to go out with crutches, Zhang Chi's phone call came.

The ringtone is very special, it is specially set for him, it is the prelude to the fingerstyle song.

Yin Jueming answered the phone, but didn't speak, waiting for what he could say first.He didn't know whether Zhang Chi had received Qin Shuo's package, or whether he had read the script.If he read it, did he have a keen insight into it, and if he did, did he...

However, Zhang Chi's voice sounded on time, interrupting so many "ifs" that were going to continue.

"Guess what I got?"

"What?" Yin Jueming's tone and emotion are always casual and lazy, with a smile, but at this moment, if you are sensitive, you can hear that he is even a little cautious.

"The letter you sent me! Fuck, you didn't even mention it to me before, and it was just... so unprepared. The pine branches in it still smelled fresh, and the postcard, your handwritten content, I see Three times!" Zhang Chi's voice was full of uncontrollable joy, a cheerful tone that Yin Jueming rarely saw.

"Because I missed you very much at that time." Yin Jueming said softly.

Suddenly there was no sound on the other side, Zhang Chi was completely surprised by Yin Jueming's answer.

"And now."

"Me...me too." After a long time, there was a voice over there, which sounded more nervous and unnatural than Yin Jueming just now, "Speaking of which, I also received your script, which was written by you in Arima Town "Garden of Eden"."

Yin Jueming gripped the wheelchair tightly: "Huh? Did you read it?"

"I read it, I read it, I'm sorry I didn't see your MMS just now... It's because I was too absorbed in reading it, from beginning to end, in one go, and spent several hours reading it."

"is it?"

"Jueming." The opposite party suddenly became serious, so that Yin Jueming's body also tensed up.

I'm nervous.he thinks.It's not like me.

"You are really, really, very talented." Zhang Chi said seriously over the microphone, "I didn't even think that I would get this handwritten version. This story is so wonderful."

For a moment, Yin Jueming felt his heart sore and soft.

"It was sent to you by Qin Shuo." He said, "Without my knowledge."

Zhang Chi laughed twice, and Yin Jueming heard the sound of pages turning through the microphone.He knew that Zhang Chi was flipping his script.

"I understand when you say that. I probably know what he wants to show me." Zhang Chi laughed a few times over there, "He wants to say that everything is an illusion. You treat me with nothing. It's a creative need, right?"

"I'm surprised you're so perceptive. What do you... think?"

"Everything is an illusion, it's a creative need—then, are you, Jueming?" When Zhang Chi asked this, his tone was casual, not the attitude of seeking an answer at all, as if he was just asking casually.

"What do you think? Of course it's more than that." Yin Jueming said in a low voice.

"Then he should be jealous of this." Immediately afterward, Zhang Chi smiled viciously and happily at the other end of the microphone, "He didn't even have the chance to impress you and write for him. The person who wrote the story was me. .”

Yin Jueming held his breath and sat in the wheelchair for a long time without moving.Zhang Chi was yelling on the opposite side, still talking about something, and called him several times in a row before Yin Jueming made a sound.

"Relax."

"Ok?"

"I really want to see you."

"Me too." The voice of the person on the other side seemed to be drunk, intoxicating, "I'm so happy, the last time I was so happy was when I saw you."

"I--"

"So I booked a ticket for Christmas." Zhang Chi said, "I wanted to make plans later and take my time to see what's going on with you. But I... I'm so happy."

The mouth of the heart is like a sour and astringent fruit. Someone grabbed it hard, and the juice overflowed.Yin Jueming thought, he really didn't look like himself anymore, as if he couldn't be cool anymore, and he took the initiative to hand over the control, willingly.

As December draws to a close, the streets are decorated with lights. When the lights come on at night, neon lights flow everywhere, Christmas trees and various decorations can be seen everywhere, and Christmas music is played in the windows.

Yin Jueming has been able to walk without relying on a wheelchair at all, and is proficient with crutches.It's still inconvenient, but it's much better.

On this day, he went to Qin's house early for lunch, and instead of continuing to talk with Qin Jifeng as usual, he was in a hurry to go out.

"Is there anything else?" Qin Shuo sent him to the door, and took the car keys by the way, "Your legs and feet are inconvenient, let me see you."

"No." Yin Jueming smiled, "He is here. Do you still remember what you said? Bless me."

Qin Shuo stood there for a long time, with the light behind him, and it took him a long time to move: "Don't alienate me, Jueming."

Yin Jueming leaned on a cane, jumped up and down twice, and approached him.

He gave Qin Shuo a hug, and Yin Jueming would be willing to stage a dramatic farewell in a normal time like this.But now all he could think about was that he would see Zhang Chi in a few hours, and he couldn't hold back the smile on his face.If you want to be serious, you can't be serious.

"You will always be my best friend, brother." Yin Jue Ming said with a smile.

Qin Shuo raised his hand very slowly, and finally just patted Yin Jueming's shoulder, and closed his eyes as if accepting his fate, but his tone was very sincere: "Then I wish you well, Jueming, and hope you are all well."

"Thank you."

Yin Jueming left.He went downstairs and got into the special car arranged in advance, and went straight to the airport.I used to think that after a long time, I would forget the feeling of extreme anticipation, but now in this winter, looking at the snowflakes flying around, the neon lights of Christmas coloring the streets, and the winter sky coldly sprinkled on the earth, The white mist that came out made him extremely happy.

Zhang Chi didn't know how long Yin Jueming had been waiting.His plane was delayed by nearly an hour.

Fortunately, the flight was not cancelled, and Zhang Chi suffered so much in his heart.

When the plane landed, he was almost the first one to rush out of the airport.After picking up the luggage, he looked left and right and walked towards the exit, for fear of making the person wait a second longer.

Zhang Chi was tall, and he was already tall when he walked in the crowd. In the crowd of Ji Ji, his gaze seemed to be attracted uncontrollably by a magnet, and he quickly found that person in the crowd.

Yin Jueming was wearing a dark woolen long coat and a wine red woolen scarf wrapped around his chin, which made his whole face pale, but still gave off a lively and fragrant feeling.Although he was on crutches, he still carried that charming temperament and elegance, and his eyes seemed to be smiling.He waited quietly, in Zhang Chi's eyes, there was nothing more beautiful than that gesture.

Zhang Chi quickly shuttled through the crowd, dragging the box along faster and faster.

At the same time, Yin Jueming quickly found him in the crowd.

The two looked at each other, and then they both started walking towards each other.

Zhang Chi threw the luggage tow bar in front of the huge Christmas tree, stepped forward and hugged Yin Jueming.

He still has a dusty aura about him, but he looks very energetic, and there is a reassuring smell in his arms.

"Have you been waiting for a long time? I'm sorry, the plane is delayed." Zhang Chi lowered his head, kissed Yin Jueming's hair, and then reluctantly let him go.

"Get in the car first. Is it cold?"

Zhang Chi held the luggage in one hand and held Yin Jueming's arm in the other, and walked slowly towards the exit together with him who was having difficulty moving.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the two of them, who had had a full meal and rested, lay lazily on the bed.

The two were naked, Zhang Chi was lying on his back, Yin Jueming was lying on top of him, his leg in a plaster cast was placed on the bed, and the other leg was hanging on the ground, kicking the floor boredly.Zhang Chi's hands also caressed Yin Jueming's smooth but cold and damp back irregularly.

The excitement of the joy just now has not subsided, Yin Jueming's panting is still a bit heavy, his back is flushed, locks of hair are sticking to his cheeks, and the corners of his eyes are bright red.

He was naked, except for a Longines watch on his wrist, ticking away.

"At that time, I remember paying special attention to it." Zhang Chi pinched his wrist and kissed him, "I always think it suits you very well."

"What about you?"

"Me too."

The two laughed.

"Jueming, have you thought about your future plans?"

Yin Jueming was silent for a moment: "I thought about it."

"I've thought about it too." Zhang Chi kissed his forehead, "This time, I just want to tell you that I plan to move here to work."

Yin Jueming propped himself up and sat up, his eyes sparkling.Zhang Chi hurriedly supported his waist, went to look after his legs, and said "slow down, be careful" several times in multiple voices.

"What a coincidence." Yin Jueming put his hands on his slack chest, tilted his head and wiped the sweat from his cheeks with his shoulders, "I also have plans to go to Hegang."

The two stared at each other for a moment.

"Really, really?"

"Well, there was this plan before. But for me, it is more difficult. After all, I have been rooted here for too long, regardless of interpersonal circles, career circles, and many local things... I plan to plan slowly and strive for next year. I can confirm it. I wanted to tell you at that time."

"The plan is very good, I'm very happy." Zhang Chizhen reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes were gentle and focused, "But my grandma said, she doesn't want to see me all day long and see me suffer and hate me so much." lovesick."

"Then she..."

"She said that she hoped that I would be fine." Zhang Chi said, "I couldn't get past this hurdle in my heart before. But after a few months of precipitation, plus some things at work, I can gradually understand her thoughts. She said , he is willing to leave everything to me, on the premise that I can't be a 'cheating old man'." Zhang Chi laughed again as he spoke, "What misunderstanding is there about gnawing the old man?"

Yin Jueming began to dishonestly draw circles on his chest: "What's your plan now?"

"I got an offer from a good company here. I can't be too high-minded. I'll do it slowly. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will go to further study." Zhang Chi squeezed Yin Jueming's troubled hand on his chest, "I have to have a good life to be able to Let grandma feel at ease and give you a good life."

"Okay. I'll wait."

In a daze, the two of them lay down, and the light seemed to be dimmed.

Outside the window, at some point, heavy snow began to fall, overturning the world.Today, people all over the city are celebrating, joyful, and immersed in a strong festive atmosphere.

The snow seemed to fit the scene, drifting bigger and bigger, and gradually the sky and the earth became white.

There was a thick layer of white mist on the window of the bedroom, and the house was isolated from the outside world, warm and comfortable, and accompanied by a lover.

They coincidentally dreamed of that almost unreal midsummer in their memories——

The ticking sound of the Longines watch, the car CD player never sleeps; the sound of the tape rotating, accompanied by the vague and distant beautiful melody of Debussy; The scorching sun shines into a thin nightdress with a transparent texture; the smell of dust in the hot air before it will rain, and the unsuspecting rainstorm that comes as soon as it is said; Shining on all good things—

Zhang Chi opened his eyes, the sky had just dawned, the snow had stopped, and the outside world was pure white.It was a completely different scene from the summer in my memory.

Yin Jueming changed a comfortable position in his arms, and gradually woke up after a while.

Zhang Chi leaned over and kissed him.

"You are right. That is my Garden of Eden. You are Adam, the fruit of the tree, and the snake."

Yin Jueming quickly kissed him back: "No, I am the rib that was pulled out of your body."