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Duan Zhuo once watched many classic movies with Jiang Sui. When watching, he always analyzed the setting of a certain character with a very rational and objective attitude, and then told him when Jiang Sui scolded a certain character angrily, This is all a trick of the screenwriter. If the protagonist was not chosen that way at the beginning, there would be no story to read. As long as we avoid making the same wrong choices as the protagonist in our lives, it will be fine.

But right now, he can't use the same rational attitude to analyze Wang Ye's current situation, can't tell him whether your choice is good or bad, what impact it will have on the future, and can't tell him what you should do to achieve a happy ending. Change as you wish.

It's like he can't tell himself how you should go, so that person can belong to you forever.

Reality will not have the meticulous logic of the movie, there will be no foreshadowing laid by the screenwriter, no exquisite reversal, and only the self-contradiction of the characters.

Who would have thought that Wang Ye, who has always been unruly and arrogant, could keep a love in his heart for 19 years.

So crazy, yet so peaceful.

The person sitting on the bed suddenly lowered his head, buried his cheeks in the crook of his arms, Duan Zhuo wisely got up and walked to the window, and drew the heavy curtains, the room suddenly fell into darkness.

The uncontrollable sadness finally turned into sobs, which were weak at first, and then followed by heart-wrenching coughing and retching, as if he was about to vomit out his heart and liver.

Duan Zhuo hastily walked over to support him, and ignored the need to bring him into the bathroom, he moved a trash can over and said, "Don't get up, just spit here."

In the darkness, Wang Ye's expression could not be seen, but the hand holding Duan Zhuo's arm tightened in vain, and then tightened again, in this silent way, venting the grievance and despair that had lasted for 19 years.

For no reason, Duan Zhuo recalled last summer, when Wang Ye introduced the name He Xun to himself, the smile flooded his face.

"He was my rival and my best partner," he said.

If at that time, Wang Ye could tell He Xun what he wanted earlier, would this story end with another ending?

Later, the medicine took effect. At one o'clock, Wang Ye finally fell asleep, quietly, but his body was curled up in a very insecure position. to mute.

Before the sun set, Duan Zhuo cleaned up the upstairs and downstairs, studied how to use the gas stove in the kitchen, and managed to cook a dinner.

It was still porridge, but with some flavorful shiitake mushrooms and shredded pork added in it, the cat of Wang Ye’s family seemed to regard him as a friend, circling around his ankle, brushing Duan Zhuo’s calf with its fluffy tail, looking up. head screaming.

The people who came to this house before probably treated it so well that it was not wary of all outsiders.

Duan Zhuo poured the porridge into the rice cooker to keep warm, wrote a note, and left it on Wang Ye's bedside.

But before he left, Wang Ye still woke up, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and said hoarsely: "I'm sorry to trouble you today."

"What does it say?"

Wang Ye turned on the bedside lamp, his dry lips moved: "Help me keep this matter a secret, don't tell him or anyone else, I can digest it myself."

Duan Zhuo's heart twitched. When Wang Ye said these words, he made the final decision, giving up the one-ten-thousandth possibility that could change the ending of this story.

He suddenly thought of one thing, if he hadn't happened to hear those rumors and made that phone call today, would this secret be buried forever by Wang Ye.

It was as if this relationship never existed.

Duan Zhuo nodded and said, "I understand."

The fully charged mobile phone suddenly turned on, Duan Zhuo couldn't help but glanced there, it was a new message from Tao Zhi.

[I arrived home safely, are you feeling better? 】

Wang Ye poked an emoticon with no expression on his face, then put down the phone, and didn't say anything superfluous.

This action of his caused Duan Zhuo to be stunned, and then he suddenly realized that people only have weaknesses and are so careful when facing the person they like.

Although Duan Zhuo hoped that Wang Ye and He Xun would have a happy ending, but at this moment he also felt sad for Tao Zhi.

When he reached the door, he still couldn't help but step back and say, "I think you should be very clear about what Tao Zhi means to you."

Wang Ye returned to his previous loose and fearless appearance, raised one eyebrow lightly, as if asking, and then.

Duan Zhuo tried not to regard the person opposite him as an elder, tried his best to organize his thoughts, and said: "It is very unfair to another person to start another relationship before completely giving up one relationship."

After hearing this, Wang Ye nodded twice, as if agreeing with his point of view, but then turned his head and asked, "Then how can we really let go of a relationship?"

Duan Zhuo was startled, and realized that he couldn't answer this question.

A person can give up a relationship, but I am afraid that there is no way to completely forget its existence. There is no specific standard for how to balance this, but in any case, in Duan Zhuo's view, Wang Ye's current situation is definitely not suitable for immediate development. A new relationship.

"I asked Tao Zhi just now, and he said, I met you in the live broadcast room," Duan Zhuo looked at him and said, "If I'm not wrong, it's because he has a similar voice to He Xun."

Wang Ye didn't deny it, and then added: "But actually, after seeing him in person, I can't quite think of He Xun. I know very well that they are two completely different people."

"So have you ever thought about being with him?"

Wang Ye's long silence let Duan Zhuo know the answer, and he said as tactfully as possible: "If not, it's better not to expect too much from Tao Zhi, maybe it's a gift for you, please eat A meal, these are just trivial things, but in his eyes... it should be remembered for a lifetime, it is all about him."

The person leaning on the bed frowned slightly, as if he was thinking seriously, just when Duan Zhuo thought he was going to say something to rebut, Wang Ye actually said "OK".

But there was an unserious smile in his voice, and Duan Zhuo didn't know exactly what he was thinking.

This person, apart from showing a docile side in front of He Xun, lives as he pleases the rest of the time, not like someone who changes his mind just because of someone else's words.

All Duan Zhuo can do is remind him: "You don't want him to be the second you, do you?"

The last thing Wang Ye left for Duan Zhuo was a look of astonishment.

After saying goodbye, Duan Zhuo left the community and took the bus back to school.

Jiang Sui had finished all the make-up exams and was in a good mood, saying that he wanted to treat his guests to a big meal.

Duan Zhuo was tired all day, he really didn't want to move, he pulled out the chair, spread it like mud in it and asked, "How did you do in the exam, do you have a good idea?"

"It must have passed," Jiang Sui said in a natural tone, "I filled it all out."

Duan Zhuo couldn't help laughing: "You said the same thing when you got 39 points in the test."

"It's different this time!" Jiang Sui was a little excited, "I used my brain this time, and when I was doing the questions, my mind was full of what you said to me, and I passed the most impressive questions. "

When he heard the words "My mind is full of you", the corners of Duan Zhuo's mouth turned up unconsciously.

"How is the coach, is the situation better?" Jiang Sui asked, "What kind of stimulation did he receive?"

Duan Zhuo opened his mouth, thinking of the thing he promised the coach, his thoughts immediately turned a corner and said: "I don't quite understand the collapse of adults even if I drink too much."

"Hey," Jiang Sui shook his head, "Actually, I understand him very well."

Duan Zhuo's heart tightened, and he suddenly looked at the person sitting across from him. Jiang Sui grabbed his hair and said, "When I was notified that I had to take the make-up exam, I also collapsed. I wish I could go back to my mother's stomach."

Duan Zhuo glanced over speechlessly, took his clothes and went to take a shower.

On the morning of the third day after He Xun's engagement, Wang Ye returned to school after returning from vacation. He immediately sent a message in the group saying that he would have a physical fitness assessment in the evening to prepare for the short course competition.

The moment Duan Zhuo saw him in the swimming pool, he was quite surprised—he was very rarely wearing a beige sweater with a pattern, a pair of light-colored sweatpants, and his hair was pushed much shorter. Much younger than before.

A bold female classmate laughed and praised him for being handsome.

Wang Ye is also the same as usual, laughing and answering, making Duan Zhuo wonder whether the person who was paralyzed by the toilet with a high fever and vomited non-stop two days ago is really himself.

The cheerful atmosphere lasted the whole night, and when Duan Zhuo was feeling the strong self-healing ability of adults, Wang Ye accidentally burned his fingers because of pouring water, and two blisters swelled up.

At that time, everyone had just finished the 1500-meter test, and there were not many eye-catching results. Everyone thought that Wang Ye was worrying about the competition. Only Duan Zhuo noticed the missed call on his mobile phone with his nickname on it.

Escaping has become Wang Ye's daily life for a long time.

At the beginning, Duan Zhuo felt very uncomfortable with his evasive behavior. He always felt that since the matter had reached this point, the relationship between the two of them could not get any worse. If he wanted to see him, he would see him. If he didn’t want to see him, he would simply refuse. So tangled.

It wasn't until one night that he dreamed that Jiang Sui announced that he was getting married and invited him and Cheng Ziyao to be best men. He woke up at two o'clock in the morning and suddenly understood Wang Ye's entanglement.

It's not that I don't want to see or hear the other person's voice, but because every aspect in the future will make the pain worse.

This person is standing right in front of your eyes, and you have lost your chance to have him.

Wang Ye’s experience was regarded by Duan Zhuo as a lesson for the past, and he tried to analyze and think about it, but there were too many elements involved in it, such as personality, environment and family, and these issues were too far and too complicated for him. I don't want to think about it, I only care about the day and night in front of me.

One morning at the end of the month, Duan Zhuo was brushing his teeth in the bathroom when he heard the phone ringing and asked Jiang Sui to answer it for him.

Jiang Sui was still holding the fritters in his hand, and stretched out a little finger to swipe across the screen.

Duan Zhuo's cell phone was too old, and the call button seemed to be out of order, so he had to pick up the cell phone and swipe it hard a few times before finally connecting.

It was a man who called, his voice sounded a bit older, and he asked immediately, "Is this Xiao Zhuo's phone?"

"Yes, who are you?"

"Stinky boy, can't even hear your own father's voice?"

Jiang Sui reacted for two seconds, and finally remembered Duan Zhuo's father who was still in prison. If he remembered correctly, Duan's father was still in prison because of drug trafficking and forced prostitution. Although he had never seen a real person, he had automatically substituted Seeing the infiltrating images of criminals in Hong Kong movies, he jumped up from his chair in shock.

He hurriedly ran into the bathroom, leaned close to Duan Zhuo's ear and whispered, "Your father is calling."

Duan Zhuo looked normal, as if he was not surprised by the call, he rinsed off the foam in his mouth before answering the call, and said "Hello".

Jiang Sui put his ear to Duan Zhuo's cell phone, wanting to hear what was going on, Duan Zhuo graciously turned on the speakerphone.

"Where are you?" Duan Zhihong asked.

"School."

"Is number six free to visit the prison?"

"You're coming out?" Duan Zhuo shaved his beard and said, "Didn't it say September?"

"I was obedient inside, so I released it early. Let me tell you first, and I want to ask if you are free."

"When is the sixth week?" Duan Zhuo asked.

"Saturday, are you free? If not, I have to walk back by myself."

Hearing the strange conversation between the father and son, Jiang Sui wanted to laugh inexplicably. He didn't know why it was like going out to buy vegetables when they talked about such a big thing, and what was the matter with Duan Zhihong's aggrieved tone?Is this the gang boss?

There is no class on Saturday, but there is training, but Duan Zhuo decided to take two days off to go back and see the situation.

Missing is one thing, and Duan Zhihong must have been very uncomfortable after being in prison for so many years, he must find a way to help people find a job and settle down.

After Jiang Sui learned that he was going back to his hometown, he immediately said that he would follow him to have a look.

Duan Zhuo installed a ticket-booking software on the tablet, and asked with a smile, "What are you going with? It's tiring to go back and forth."

Jiang Sui moved to his side, and while registering an account for him, he said, "I want to visit the small island where you grew up."

They were so close that Duan Zhuo couldn't help but focus on him.

"I'll just go back for one night, and I should be back soon, and I'm going back this time to help my dad find a job, so I can't take you to play."

"It doesn't matter, I have hands and feet, I can visit by myself, you are busy with your own, just pretend that I don't exist."

In fact, ever since Jiang Sui learned about Duan Zhuo's other identity, he has been curious about the environment in which he grew up. After finally catching the opportunity, he had to follow him anyway. He really wanted to know how Duan Zhuo grew up from a young age. The beauty looks like this now.

Duan Zhuo looked at him and smiled helplessly: "How can I pretend that you don't exist?"

"Do you have a spare room at home?" Jiang Sui added his identity information to the ticket purchase page without giving him room to refute, "If not, help me find a hotel with a better environment, near your home. "