dreamer

"Carol!"

Ji Ziyang yelled at the man waiting on the side of the road through the car window, his eyes were soft and joyful.

The man named Jia Le has short black hair, clean and neat, wearing a pure black half-sleeve, and a pair of worn jeans underneath. With a little more smile, he should be a very handsome boy, but now he looks only decadent.

The man reacted for two seconds before realizing that the owner of the name should be himself.So he walked slowly to the side of the car, without too much expression on his face, neither happy nor unhappy, and when he had to say something, he was a little bit self-conscious.

"My name is Wei Xi..."

Wei Xi fastened her seat belt after getting in the car, and the first thing she said after being silent for a while was to tell Ji Ziyang.

But Ji Ziyang didn't pay much attention to it, and he answered casually, "Okay, okay, I see", while observing the road conditions on both sides, then turned the steering wheel and drove the car onto the main road.

It's been about half a month since we've had a relationship like this.

Ever since he reunited with Wei Jiale, no, it should be Wei Xi, Ji Ziyang has left his contact information, and will send him a text message if he has anything to do, and ask him out to meet up from time to time.

Wei Xi obviously no longer remembers Ji Ziyang, and everything after the meeting is no longer the same as the past in memory.

The contact at the beginning was not very smooth, Wei Xi, who had forgotten everything, would feel lost, and Ji Ziyang, who had always been brooding about the past, couldn't help feeling sad.

Obviously they used to be the closest existence to each other, but now that person can no longer recognize you when he looks at you, that feeling is helpless mixed with sadness.

Ji Ziyang still remembers that his grandmother was sick when he was a child, and he was fine just now, but after a while, he began to speak unclearly, and his consciousness became messed up.At that time, grandma had just been taken to a new city by them and lived with them.Grandma always said that among her children, his mother was the closest to her.Later, when he was in the hospital, his mother, a strong woman, was busy all by herself, paying bills, asking about the situation, and cooperating with the doctors. She was very calm from the beginning to the end.After staying up all night, grandma's condition finally stabilized, and the family's uncle and aunt also rushed over after hearing the news, and his mother walked outside the ward alone and silently breathed a sigh of relief.

"The cerebral infarction...has been stabilized...the doctor said conservative treatment..." His mother whispered to the phone, "I just don't know anyone now, and I can't recognize anyone...It's fine when I go out during the day. I won't recognize who I am for a while."

Ji Ziyang has never seen his mother cry, he always thinks his mother is the strongest.

"...But I can't accept it..."

However, when his mother said these words to the mobile phone, he saw his mother's tears falling from his eyes.

At that time, Ji Ziyang still didn't understand, his mother couldn't accept anything.

But when he looked into Wei Xi's eyes, he finally understood that what he couldn't accept was that the person closest to you couldn't recognize you anymore just like that.

Wei Xi really forgot who Ji Ziyang was, and didn't show much interest in contact with Ji Ziyang.It takes a long time to receive a reply to the text message, and there is often no one to answer the phone call, and sometimes it takes until the next day to get the audio, but Ji Ziyang is still working hard.Even though sometimes seeing the indelible strangeness in Wei Xi's eyes would still make him sad, but he still worked hard to re-engage the relationship between the two of them.

I also complained once, when I was by Wei Xi's side, I said it very politely, just like a new friend, telling Wei Xi the dissatisfaction in my heart.

When hearing such accusations, Wei Xi only apologized very understandingly.

"I'm sorry, it's not because I hate you, it's just that no one will contact me, so I don't look at my phone often, and sometimes I forget where to throw it."

Ji Ziyang felt a little curious, "Why?"

As a modern person, shouldn't things like mobile phones be a must-have item?Does Wei Xi have no friends?

"I don't have any friends."

Wei Xi answered casually, and then opened the door in front of him.

It was the first time that Ji Ziyang followed Wei Xi to the apartment where he was currently living under Ji Ziyang's persistent request.

It is a simple two-bedroom, one-living room. There are not many things in it. Except for the necessary electrical appliances and simple furniture, it is much more empty compared with Ji Ziyang's apartment. The color of the whole room is also simple white and It is black, which makes people feel a little too deserted at first glance.

One of the bedrooms was arranged like a study, and it was where Wei Xi used to work.

Cheng Luo's toolbox is piled up in the corner, which is full of various watercolors.Rows of drawing boards are leaning against the wall, and there is an easel covered with cloth next to the writing desk. The whole room is filled with the smell of oil paint, and there are scattered brushes everywhere.

Ji Ziyang walked into the study, fascinated by the paintings all over the wall.

He knew that Wei Jiale liked to draw when he was a child, but he didn't expect that Wei Jiale could draw so well now.

Most of them are landscape paintings, and there are also some abstract paintings that can't be seen. Ji Ziyang has never done much research on these things, but he just feels that Wei Xi's paintings are very good.

"Because there is nothing I particularly like to do, my mother said that I liked drawing very much when I was a child, so I learned it."

Wei Xi handed Ji Ziyang a glass of water, with that lukewarm look on his face.

"The drawing is very good."

"Thank you."

Wei Xi lowered her head and fell silent again.

From then on, Ji Ziyang had a simple understanding of Wei Xi.

Wei Xi was about 16 years old when the accident happened. When he woke up from the hospital, he hadn't said a word for a week. Later, he finally managed to speak, but he couldn't even recognize his mother.Later, his mother told him that he lost his memory because he accidentally fell from upstairs and hit his head. As for why he changed his name, his mother never mentioned it. His name is Wei Xi.If he hadn't met Ji Ziyang, he would have never even known that his original name was Wei Jiale.

From Wei Xi's mouth, he could only understand this. Ji Ziyang looked at Wei Xi who was lying on the window sill basking in the sun, and felt more and more curious about Wei Xi's past while feeling sorry for him.

Why on earth did he change his name?Why on earth did he become like this?

But Wei Xi couldn't give him an answer.

During the simple process of getting along, Ji Ziyang soon understood why Wei Xi had no friends.

In my memory, Wei Jiale is very unrestrained, a typical sunny boy.

Also coming from a family without a man all the year round, Ji Ziyang showed an insecure introversion, while Wei Jiale was a somewhat unrestrained extrovert.

If I had to talk about any shortcomings, it might be a bit of cleanliness, not a serious one, but it's a bit too clean for an adolescent boy, and there is a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, which is given by Ji Ziyang. Wei Jiale forcefully added it, because he had seen Wei Jiale who had just taken a shower, but because he accidentally rubbed against the wall, he went back and took a shower again.

What's more, there is still a little smug beauty, and I especially like beauty.Wei Jiale's school uniform shirts are always the whitest, white ones can shine in the sun, and they always have a good smell on their bodies, Ji Ziyang thinks in his heart that it is the smell of grass with sunshine.

Apart from these, Wei Jiale is like a happy little angel.

From this point of view, Wei Jiale obviously enjoys more food than Ji Ziyang, and is much more popular among friends.

At the same time, it also brings a bright and warm light to Ji Ziyang's too lonely world.

On a thunderstorm night, guarding the empty house alone, Ji Ziyang clutched the quilt and lay on the small bed, trying to calmly look at the flickering ceiling, his mind was in a mess.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door downstairs, and the most feared thing happened.

Ji Ziyang looked at the door carefully, and walked down the stairs step by step holding the handrail, his heart was beating chugs, and he asked tremblingly, "Who is it..."

"Yangyang!"

There was a clear and clear boyish voice amidst the sound of the rain.

"Yangyang! Open the door!"

Wei Jiale was wearing a small transparent blue raincoat, standing outside the door and showing a big smile to Ji Ziyang.

"I told my mother that I want to come to live with you."

Wei Jiale told Ji Ziyang that there were guests at his house and he didn't want to stay at home.He knew that Ji Ziyang's mother was on a business trip, and he knew that Ji Ziyang was very afraid of thunder, so he wanted to find Ji Ziyang who was also alone.

In a lonely world, in a cold night, two lonely little souls finally found each other they could rely on.

Ji Ziyang and Wei Jiale were lying in the warm blanket, their heads leaning against each other, holding hands, they slept very peacefully despite the thunderstorm outside the window.

For Ji Ziyang at that time, Wei Jiale was everything to him.

But Wei Xi now is clearly the complete opposite of Wei Jiale back then.

Who would want to be friends with a guy like that?It's not because he's annoying, nor is it because there's something wrong with him. If I have to say it, it's probably because it's really hard to understand his spiritual world.

Wei Xi is very different from when he was a child. Wei Jiale was a pistachio that everyone loved when he was a child, but now he is so taciturn that he can stare at the sky in a daze until the sky is dark.He always looks in a trance, like a wisp of wandering soul floating in the world, even if you suddenly ask him some questions, it will take him a long time to respond, and those eyes looking at you It seems that you will never be able to reflect your figure, as if he is always immersed in his own world, and no one else can get in, nor can he get out.

But sometimes he would wake up suddenly, and then run into his study and stay for a long time. Except for the creations made in accordance with the work regulations, all the paintings he described were abstract paintings that were not marginal.

If it weren't for the fact that this person was Wei Jiale, judging by Ji Ziyang's personality, he wouldn't be able to stay with such a guy for one more minute.

It's boring to be disgusting, dissociated to be intimidating, and everything is done slowly.

Ji Ziyang is not in a hurry, but he also hates chirping. The type of people like Wei Xi is really the type that he will never get close to, but he still can't leave.

Because he is Wei Jiale, he is different from others.

The bright smile from when he was young flashed across his heart again, Ji Ziyang's heart softened, and fearless obsessions suddenly began to grow everywhere again.

"I'm sorry, what did you just say?" Wei Xi turned her head in such a slow manner, her eyes were still filled with innumerable bewilderment, she was silent for a while and then continued, "Actually, you can go back, I'm pretty boring here Yes."

"No, it's fine."

Ji Ziyang smiled softly, and nestled into the sofa freely, "Your sofa here is very comfortable."

Wei Xi blinked her eyes, smiled faintly, and continued to stare at the clouds in the sky in a daze.

The momentary smile made Ji Ziyang somewhat regain Wei Jiale's shadow.

You see, how does this make him let go of him?

It was hard for him to find him.