The month I met him

The young man turned a deaf ear to his angry shouts, and concentrated on the matter at hand without throwing a single glance over.

In the pot is fried rice mixed with shredded pork, egg flower and minced vegetables.The fragrance is strong without being greasy.

Fang Yuanze was sure that he didn't have meat and rice other than eggs. What exactly does this boy want to do?

He frowned, and was about to speak out for the second time to tell the boy to leave when the boy suddenly stopped stirring and filled the blue-and-white porcelain bowl on the side, completely ignoring the scalding temperature, just like this Hold it in your hand.

"Eat." The boy said slowly.

Fang Yuanze was a little surprised, and didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

The boy repeated it again. Seeing that Fang Yuanze didn't move, he thought for a few seconds and turned around to put the bowl of fried rice on the dining table, and arranged the dishes.Only then did he say to Fang Yuanze who had been watching in the living room without knowing what to think after following him out: "Eat."

Fang Yuanze didn't say anything and didn't refuse. He didn't even care if there was something wrong with the bowl of rice. He silently picked up the chopsticks and ate directly.

He has only one life, and he doesn't care whether he lives or dies.Even if that dinner was poisonous, it didn't matter to him.

It's been a relatively good meal for several years.

After dinner, he didn't care about the boy any more, and went about his own business.

Just before leaving, he said to the boy: "Don't bother me."

The boy didn't know if he listened or not, he lowered his head to clean up the leftovers on the dining table.

The day passed like this, and when Fang Yuanze got up the next morning, he passed the living room and subconsciously looked inside. The boy was sleeping peacefully on the sofa.

The sofa is pure black, which makes the young man's fair skin look very nice.

Fang Yuanze looked away and went out for a morning run.

The young man opened his eyes after Fang Yuanze left, and his eyes were completely clear without sleepiness.

It's still very early, I don't know why Fang Yuanze lost sleepiness early in the past two days, so he could only go out for a run to dissipate his excess energy.

When he got home, he saw the door of his house was wide open from a distance. The boy put a chair at the door, and he sat on it and stared into the distance.

Realizing that Fang Yuanze was approaching, the boy stood up suddenly as if he had recovered, and moved the chair away from Fang Yuanze's gaze, leaving a space for Fang Yuanze to enter.

"Welcome back." The boy said slowly.

Fang Yuanze just glanced at him, then entered the room with a cold face.

When he came out again, he was holding several photos of Grandpa Mao.

"Here's the money, you go," he said. "If you have no money to go home, use it. Don't stay with me."

There was no emotion in the young man's eyes.There was a painful expression on his face.

"I'm not leaving," the boy said.

"If you don't go, you have to go, or I will call the police."

The boy shook his head and refused, insisting on not leaving.He moved his feet and wanted to enter the house, but Fang Yuanze stopped him at the door.

Fang Yuanze: "Are you going?"

"Don't go."

"Really not going?"

The boy still insisted on not leaving.

"Okay, then don't even think about taking the money, get out immediately." Fang Yuanze was so annoyed that he unconsciously put on a malicious smile on his lips, and with his hand, he pushed the boy to the door while he wasn't looking In addition, he didn't even care about the boy's fall.

"Goodbye." He said coldly, and slammed the door indifferently.

Everything seemed to be repeated, and the same scene as yesterday began to play out.Fang Yuanze locked the boy outside, and the boy kept knocking on the door and repeating "open the door".In addition to crying, there was some fear in his tone.

Fang Yuanze turned a deaf ear.I went back to the bedroom and coded the words for the day.

The third day is about to pass like this.He didn't know when the boy's voice disappeared. In short, he couldn't hear the boy's voice after he pulled away from the thoughts of writing.

When I passed by the living room, I found that there was already cold food on the table. Even though it was still a month before summer, it would have gone rancid after a day.If you smell it closely, you can smell it not very good.

I don't know what kind of nerves, Fang Yuanze stood at the dining table for a long time, and then sat down and stuffed the food into his mouth mouthful.Don't stop until you can't take it anymore, then dump them.

Watching the food go into the trash can, there is a complex and entangled emotion in my heart that I haven't felt for a long time.

Even a little guilty.

He snorted, threw the empty dishes into the sink, washed his hands, and went back to the bedroom to rest.

On the way, he secretly scolded himself for being crazy.

On the fourth day of moving into the new home, Fang Yuanze himself felt something strange when he opened his eyes at four o'clock in the morning.

But then he denied his idea.

Just like yesterday and the day before yesterday, my whole body was full of energy, and I wished I could go out and run a couple of laps right away.

Reluctantly getting up, Fang Yuanze took care of himself and went out for a morning run without even eating.

Then I walked for ten minutes for a walk before returning home.

In the past two days, he has been exhausted physically and mentally, and he is in a bad mood, so he often deletes, deletes, and revises when writing. It seems that he has written a lot in the past few days, but most of them are deleted and then changed, and then deleted.

I always wondered in my heart whether the boy really left, which caused my mind to be very distracted.

From a distance, you can see that the door of the house is empty and there is no one.The door was still locked as it had been when he left.

The mood unexpectedly became worse, not as Fang Yuanze thought that he would be happy if he didn't see the boy.

He opened the door and went in, originally intending to go to the bedroom like this, but somehow he turned to the living room.

There was no one in the living room.

The clenched hands clenched tightly, a feeling of hunger suddenly came, and the sound of hungry stomach was loud.

Uncomfortable, uncomfortable.

Fang Yuanze paused for a while, then walked quickly as if there was a sudden wind under his feet, almost running towards the kitchen, and pushed open the closed door.

Whether it's intuition or something, he always feels that if the boy really won't leave and stays at his house, he will definitely come to the kitchen again.

Fang Yuanze himself didn't know what he was thinking.Do you want the boy to leave?Still want him to stay?He doesn't understand.

The door was pushed open, and the boy's slightly surprised fair and delicate face appeared in front of his eyes.

The young man looked at him, trembling as he held the kitchen knife in his hand, then quietly put the kitchen knife back on the chopping board, and looked at Fang Yuanze with his head down as if he had done something wrong.

"I'm not leaving." He said before Fang Yuanze could speak.

His sentence has been very smooth.He spoke these three words very smoothly, and the firmness in his words was even stronger.

Fang Yuanze took a deep breath, stepped forward and grabbed the boy.

"If you don't go, you don't go."

The author has something to say:

I feel a bit jumpy when I write... _(:з」∠)_