Gloomy

During the rainy season, the raindrops outside the window kept hitting the hazy glass, making monotonous and complicated sounds.The evening bell of the church rang, taking away the last ray of sunshine after the dark clouds.

After taking a few steps, Luo Fengying cast her eyes on the wall clock in the living room again. It's getting dark, why hasn't Fengjin come back?

Because of Brother Feng Xi's funeral, he has been staying with Feng Jin for the past few days, worrying about his emotional instability.But he has been very calm for so long, but today he suddenly said that he wanted to go out, and he still hasn't come back until now.Luo Fengying looked at the heavy rain outside the window again, feeling anxious.

There is no audio at all, and the mobile phone is even more unreachable. Everyone who can ask has asked, but no one knows.

Impatient to wait any longer, Luo Fengying took out an umbrella and rushed out the door. Even searching aimlessly was much better than waiting.

His decision was correct, in the empty stadium, on the runway in the rain, that familiar figure was so abrupt, without purpose, without reason, lap after lap, as if the man was just running for the sake of running.

The umbrella in Luo Fengying's hand fell with a snap, losing its hindrance, and the dense raindrops fell heavily, falling along the broken hair on his forehead, wet his face, and blurred his expression.Lips and kisses fluttered, and strange and broken syllables escaped, melting into the noisy rain.

His bony fingers were clenched into fists, and he rushed up the runway, maintaining the same speed and the same distance as him, his eyes were glued to him, and the meaning in his eyes was unclear.The torrential rain cut on his face like a knife, and he felt heavy but not painful, and water lines were thrown out from the hem of his clothes.

Quiet, except for the sound of rain and footsteps, everything ceased to exist. During this period, no one said a word.Until Feng Jin stopped suddenly, and fell towards him as if she lost her strength, with her forehead resting on his shoulder, as if fully surrendered.

After a while, a deep voice came: "He committed suicide."

"I know."

"This time, Feng's might be exhausted."

"I know."

"I must take over."

"I know."

"It's really hard for him to just throw the mess at me like this."

"I know."

There was another depressing silence, Luo Fengying raised his face and looked at the gloomy sky, the sky gradually lost the only ray of light left, and the night fell, there was no more gloom and haze, and there was no direction.Raindrops fell straight down, blurring his vision.

This city is so sad.

The Sri Lankan has passed away, and the flood is hard to recover.

He slowly opened his mouth and said: "He is not strong enough, he does not have the courage to face it, and he lacks the awareness to face it. But in the final analysis, he is just born with the wrong identity and placed in the wrong place.

Brother Feng Xi once told me that 'the road I choose, I have to walk on my knees', but he didn't want to go any more, which might be a relief for him.

He can be willful, but you can't. Only those who live in reality can come back to this situation. "He also didn't want to reason with Fengjin, but the situation of the other party was really worrying.

"Will you stay with me forever?" The low voice, like a candle in the wind, dissipated into the void.

She moved her lips, but did not utter a word.How could he give such a promise, but... He closed his eyes tightly, sighed slightly in his heart, opened them again, and slowly wrapped his arms around his waist: "Okay."

After getting an affirmative answer, Feng Jin hugged him even tighter, and didn't say too much.

If you are there, even if the road ahead is full of thorns, I still think it is a flower.

……

When Luo Fengying arrived in front of Fengxi's tomb again, the person he was looking for was already leaning on the stele, the ground was wet with blood, and there was no sound.

The man seemed to be smiling, ignored the clothes on his body, and sat down cross-legged, just like before.

The melancholy voice cut through the deathly tranquility of the cemetery: "It seems like we haven't seen each other for a long time. Are you happy now? When you were still here, I knew you were suffering, but I didn't know that your depression was so severe. , if I know, then..." What will happen?It won't be like that.The same thing still happens, but in a milder way.In terms of reason and emotion, he has always followed reason, and he may not bear it, but people are always selfish, and he is no exception.

"Anyway, you have taken care of me for so many years, and I often think how great it would be if you were my elder brother.

Last time you said that my smile was not true, after so many years, only you can see it.But Brother Feng Xi, if everyone wears masks, those who don't wear masks are monsters.

……

Brother Feng Xi, I'm sorry.In this stone forest that has been eaten alive by desire, only by eating one's own conscience can one go further. "

Standing up, he bowed so seriously for the first time in his life, gently hugged that cold body, and walked away step by step.

The author has something to say: I wanted to write this chess network before, but I couldn't elaborate on it in the main text due to the needs of the plot.