bucket list

Zong Chi finished his socializing late at night, and walked out of the hotel restaurant to check the time. It was almost 11 o'clock.He vaguely remembered that Jian Changche was on the night shift today, and this place happened to be not far from the hospital, so he could just stroll there.

He didn't send a message to Jian Changche in advance, and he didn't care much about whether the other party was really there. He just wanted to take a walk because of the good weather, and the hospital seemed to be a good temporary destination.

Zong Chi walked very slowly. When passing by a convenience store, he bought a bottle of water and drank it while walking.When he came downstairs to the hospital, he immediately saw a familiar figure in front of the gate.

Jian Changche was sitting on the eDonkey and was about to leave, when he looked up and saw him, he said, "Hey, you just came."

Zong Chi was taken aback: "Huh?"

Jian Changche slipped up to him on his bike and asked, "Where's your car?"

"No, at home." Zong Chi replied.

Jian Changche asked again: "Where is your home, is it far from here?"

Zong Chi: "It's not far, but where do we want to go, or take a taxi?"

"It's too expensive," Jian Changche said, "Didn't you say you want to help others realize their last wishes?"

Zong Chi heard the words and said seriously: "Yes."

"The child in room 7 will be in the operating room tomorrow morning, and the success rate of the operation is only 50.00%. He wants to watch the fireworks." Jian Changche said.

Zong Chi was startled: "It's late at night, even if you can still buy fireworks now, the city won't let them go."

"I've already bought the fireworks." Jian Changche motioned him to look at the big bag on the side of the eDonkey pedal: "Go to the beach, you can put them on the beach."

Zong Chi understood—it would take at least an hour and a half to get to the nearest beach by car, and Jian Changche's little eDonkey couldn't last that far for a round trip.

Zong Chi stepped on the back seat of his battery: "Go to my house, and I will show you the way."

The two came to the parking lot of Zong Chi's house, and the matte black luxury car was removed and replaced with a small electric donkey.Jian Changche threw the fireworks in the back seat and asked casually, "Working overtime again today?"

"No, I went to eat with the guests."

Jian Changche stopped fastening his seat belt: "Have you been drinking?"

"I just drank eight taels of liquor and two bottles of beer, and I woke up."

Jian Changche stared at him, Zong Chi laughed: "You're just kidding, how can I do that, I didn't drink."

Jian Changche grabbed the seat belt and looked at him for a long time before whispering, "Don't make such a joke next time."

Zong Chi remembered that the other party's whole family had died in a car accident, so he couldn't laugh. After a long while, he said seriously, "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing."

Jian Changche: "Yes."

Zong Chi drove halfway through the car, glanced sideways, and found that Jian Changche had fallen asleep with his arms folded and his head tilted against the car window.Half an hour later, he faintly woke up again, glanced at the GPS, opened the car window a little, and let in countless cool and humid sea breezes.

This piece of commercial beach is used for swimming and swimming throughout the summer. Now that the weather has turned cold, there are no tourists, and the vendors on the beach have also closed.Zong Chi's car had a high chassis, so he drove all the way down the beach. The two opened the car door, carried the fireworks out, built a small base with wet sand, and inserted the fireworks vertically.Jian Changche took out the lighter, lit a cigarette first, and said, "Use your mobile phone to record, my mobile phone can't take pictures."

Zong Chi held up the phone, and the camera followed the sparks to the sky. After a brief pause, there was a loud sound, and countless comets drew arcs with their long tails, lighting up a night sea.

"Is this enough? Just watch it on a small screen. It's still this level of fireworks. Compared with some New Year's Eve party, it's far worse on TV." Zong Chi said.

"It's different, this one is for him alone." Jian Changche came over to look at the image on his phone screen, and then sent it to himself on WeChat. "During the New Year's Eve the year before last, he wanted to go to the Bund to watch fireworks with his classmates, but he was banned because of a stampede accident, so he couldn't see it. Last year during the New Year's Eve, he wanted to watch it with his family, but he fell ill again. If he didn't watch it today , in case there is no chance..."

When Jian Changche said this, he suddenly stopped talking, and muttered: "No, it's unlucky." He turned around in a circle, but couldn't find anything made of wood, so he tapped Zong Chi lightly on the forehead.

Zong Chi couldn't laugh or cry: "It's unlucky, you still believe this."

"Of course, who deserves to die and who deserves to live in this world is mostly luck."

He bent down and wrote on the beach: Liu Tao, I wish you health.

Then ignite the several spark sticks inserted around it together.

The fireworks worth [-] yuan were all ignited soon, and the night sea fell into darkness again, but it was far from silent.The salty sea breeze fueled the majesty of the waves, and the turbid sea was boundless.There is no one around, it is empty and vast, they are very lonely here, but not lonely at all.

Zong Chi suddenly took a deep breath and shouted towards the sea: "Ah—"

Standing in front of him, Jian Changche was taken aback, and then yelled too: "Zong Chi is an idiot!"

Zong Chi lost his temper, feigned anger and said, "What did you say!"

Jian Changche laughed loudly, kicked off his shoes, and started running into the sea barefoot.Zong Chi chased after him for two steps, but the beach was not easy to walk on, and Jian Changche suddenly turned around and splashed water all over his body.

"What are you doing! Don't go crazy!"

"I think, take my everything, and then put on my shoes." Jian Changche began to sing at the top of his voice, "Spend countless nights and move forward."

Zong Chi fell silent suddenly, the sea breeze carried fine sand and salt, wrinkled his clothes, and his skin became cold and sticky.The sound of the surging waves is endless, and on top of this is Jian Changche's unskilled but very straightforward and sincere singing.The moonlight was not bright, and the dark sky and sea were deep and dangerous, but he suddenly felt very peaceful in his heart.

"Come into your room now, and then kiss your face. I'll take you through the deserted sea!" Jian Changche ran all the way back and pushed Zong Chi on the shoulder. He was unprepared and lost his focus , falling backward on the sand.

Zong Chi kicked himself upright, quickly took off his shoes, and sprinted forward to fight back. The two ran wildly, but they couldn't run too fast on the beach, and the sand was kicked everywhere.

The moon gradually rose to a high level, and the tide was almost reaching the tires of the car. The two carried a large bag of remains of fireworks and their shoes and socks full of sand, and walked back with one foot deep and the other shallow.When I drove back to the city, I realized that the base of the car and the doors were all muddy when the street lights came on. Millions of cars looked like scraps.

"Are you still cycling home?" Zong Chi pushed the little e-Donkey to the charging pile: "Forget it, it's so late, sleep at my place tonight."

Seeing Jian Changche's hesitation, he deliberately said: "If you feel sorry, you can sleep on the sofa, and I will sleep on the bed alone."

As expected, Jian Changche immediately said, "Why!"

The two simply threw their shoes and socks outside the door before they entered the door, and all the sand fell from the entrance, leaving a thin trace, winding all the way into the guest bathroom.The bath water washed down at least a catty of yellow mud soup, and Zong Chi felt that there was still sand in his ears while wiping his hair.

"Bring you new underwear, and wear my clothes?"

Jian Changche looked around restrainedly, and said absent-mindedly, "Yes."

Zong Chi sensed Jian Changche's embarrassment, and felt fresh in his heart. After all, the other party has almost always been able to do things with ease. Although he is young, he always looks calm and stable.After searching briefly in his memory, Zong Chi remembered that he was the same when he took Jian Changche to the hotel for the first time.

Zong Chi understood - most of the time in the past, the two met in the hospital or Jian Changche's house, which was a scene he was familiar with, and they were completely within his comfort zone.Once you step out of this range, especially in a place that looks high-end and luxurious, you start to be obviously nervous about convenience.

"Drink?" Zong Chi asked.

"82 years of red wine?" Jian Changche asked casually.

Zong Chi laughed: "Maybe there is, I'll look for it."

"Don't," Jian Changche was visibly anxious, "Why do you drive that?"

"It doesn't matter, just leave it alone." Zong Chi's kitchen and living room are a huge space connected together, and there is a huge island like a bar in the middle.It was rare for Jian Changche to see him wearing a casual T-shirt, with damp hair drooping on his forehead in a good-natured way, looking lazy.He picked around in the wine cabinet behind the bar: "Where's the spirits, do you want to drink?"

"Are you not going to work tomorrow morning?" Jian Changche asked.

"Go to work, but I need to drink some wine to fall asleep, or take some medicine." Zong Chi said flatly, not noticing that Jian Changche's eyes behind him became complicated.

"Every night?"

"Well, otherwise it will be difficult to fall asleep, and it may be more tiring than four or five o'clock." His back paused, turned his head, and smiled maliciously: "Of course, there may be another way to do it." try it."

Jian Changche can guess what he is talking about with his fingernails: "Don't think about it, you will be more energetic every time you finish it, as energetic as a dog."

Zong Chi laughed, and walked over with two whiskey glasses, the huge round ice cubes swayed with the brown liquor.Jian Changche wrinkled her nose when she smelled it, and after taking a sip, her facial features twisted.

"Don't you like it?" Zong Chi dragged him back to the bar, "What flavor do you like, sweeter? Sour?"

"Don't worry about it, it's the middle of the night."

"Anyway, I can't sleep, and I'm going to toss you."

This sentence pierced Jian Chang's heart, he looked around, the light gray wall and floor matched with the black glossy cabinet, the light strip under the bar was also cold light, the only thing with a little color in the whole space was the dining table There are a few orange-brown chairs, but they look like they haven't been used in hundreds of years.He felt that he could see Zong Chi come home every night, just turn on the small lights around the bar, silently pour himself a glass of bad and expensive wine, and then fall asleep alone in the early morning.

And he can feel this kind of loneliness, because it is actually very similar to himself.

"Sour, not too sweet." Jian Changche opened the bar chair and sat down, as if he was a guest at the bar. The casually dressed man behind the bar was the handsome bartender on duty tonight, and he was creating a personal one for him. special tune.

Zong Chi looked a little happy, he turned around and opened the drawer, threw the shaker aside, and took out a measuring cup, a stirring stick and a rolling stick.Jian Changche propped his head and tilted his head and asked, "What is this, is it garlic?"

Zong Chi actually grinned and said, "Yes."

He took out a lot of bottles and jars and fruit condiments from the wine cabinet and refrigerator, first cut the lime, washed the mint leaves, and patted them in the palm of his hand.His eyebrows and eyes were very focused, as if he was dealing with a rigorous experiment. After tinkering with it for a long time, he finally brought out a brass cup and pushed it in front of Jian Changche.Jian Changche looked down at the amber liquor inside, took a sip, there was a hint of sweetness in the mouth, followed by the aroma of lime and mint, the bubbles of soda water jumped happily on the tongue coating, and after breaking, there was a hint of ginger aftertaste The pungentness of the sweet and spices does not taste like wine at all.

"what is this?"

"It's my improved version of the Moscow Mule."

Jian Changche took another sip: "What kind of wine is in it, I can't taste the wine."

"You don't like the strong taste of Scotch whiskey." Zong Chi put his arms on the platform and looked at him with a smile: "I added a lot of vodka, if you think it's a drink and drink too much, it's very dangerous .”

While drinking, Jian Changche raised her eyelids to look at him: "It doesn't sound like a serious shop."

Zong Chi laughed: "It's rare to have a guest, and he's such a handsome young man, I couldn't hold back."

The wine was delicious, almost like lemon-flavored ginger ale. Jian Changche finished the glass of wine in one gulp.

He puts the glass back on the bar, the ice still in it, the mint leaves stuck to the lime.

"Do you want a refill?" Zong Chi finished his whiskey, and then started to drink the glass that Jian Changche disliked earlier.

"No need." Jian Changche said, "If the bartender doesn't have other jobs, can he be brought out?"

Zong Chi couldn't stop laughing, and reached out to turn off the light, only the bathroom in the master bedroom was still on.

"The bar is closed, and the rest of the time is yours."