suddenly tired

After Ji Sumian left, Zhong Lei was angry for a short time, but he knew that the reasons for his anger were not sufficient. He was used to being Ji Sumian's reliance, and always felt that he was the one who saved him, and was suddenly exposed. , It was somewhat ashamed to show what he thought was unbearable in front of him.

He has turned on the screen of his phone countless times. Ji Sumian's phone and WeChat used to occupy the top position for a long time. Gradually, slowly withdraw from his life.Thinking, waiting, as long as he calls, go to him.However, it was Zhao Xinyu who was waiting.

After receiving the call, he immediately changed lanes and drove onto the elevated highway, and received a ticket for it. He didn't mind, and just ran in the direction of Ji Sumian. He never thought that he would be awakened after that day. , to endure another fleeting, unreliable madness of love.

So I brought him back to my side, and since then I have love and connection, so Zhong Lei has never looked forward to a new morning like today.

However, when he opened his eyes, Ji Sumian was not there. He yelled a few times but did not hear a response. He got up suddenly, and his back pain came suddenly. He gasped and took out his phone, which was out of battery. up.

"Ji Sumian, where have you been?"

"Tavern, I left a message for you on WeChat."

"Oh, didn't see it. Why are you running around?"

"I... didn't run away, I came to ask my godfather about the situation, and take my luggage home by the way."

"...It's okay, you, you can still run out early in the morning after everything is like that."

Ji Sumian sniggered on the other end of the phone, and then became serious again: "Brother Lei, godfather said that he needs to visit the cemetery today, can you accompany me?"

"Okay, wait for me there."

Although both Zhao Yuan and Zhong Lei said not to think about money, Ji Sumian still insisted not to buy a cemetery, picked a tree for his mother, and refused to put a cement box under the tree.

The staff said: "Mr. Ji, thank you for supporting environmental protection. You can choose to use degradable urns. This material will not cause harm to the surrounding environment. It can be completely degraded after a period of time and will not affect the growth of trees. "

Ji Sumian asked, "Can't we put it directly under the tree?"

"What? You mean ashes?"

"Yes, I feel that this degradable is of little significance, anyway, it eventually degrades."

Zhong Lei once again reminded him not to think about money: "The urn is a sense of ritual, you can choose a nice one for your mother."

"No need, my mother is a very pragmatic person. Anyway, it will eventually return to the land. There is no difference between putting it on and scattering it. But I want to pick a tree carefully. Besides trees, can I plant anything else? Flowers and grass?"

"Yes, you can choose some with strong vitality. You can plant roses, roses, or February orchids."

So Su Wanyi, in the ecological forest of the Second East China Sea Cemetery, has a sleeping land.

After this important event was completed, Zhong Lei insisted on sending Ji Sumian home to rest, and went to handle other matters with Zhao Yuan by himself. On the way home, he received another call from Sun Tiantian.

"Brother Lei, what happened to you? How did I see the consumption reminder that there is a cemetery expenditure?"

"Why are you like my mother, you have to ask for some money. Besides, if I die, I can't buy it for myself."

Ji Sumian elbowed him to express his dissatisfaction.

"I'm not afraid that you have any difficulties to care about!"

"There's no difficulty. My boyfriend has something to do at home, so I'll help with it."

"Oh, boyfriend—" Sun Tiantian seemed to press the pause button for himself, "What? Boyfriend? Brother Lei, are you dating?"

"Yes."

"Wow, that's great! You..." The Bluetooth on the car could be heard very clearly, and Sun Tiantian was so excited that he almost cried.

Ji Sumian added: "Hello sister Tiantian, I am my boyfriend."

"Hello, hello, congratulations! ——Oh no, sorry..."

Zhong Lei wanted to laugh: "Okay, I'm driving, let's talk about it later, if you pass by someday, you can stop by and have a meal at home."

"Where can I drop by, I have to make a special visit, I will contact you before I go!"

After hanging up the phone, Ji Sumian said quietly: "Brother Lei, why do I always feel like laughing and crying today, and I can't control myself."

Zhong Lei turned his head and glanced at him: "Don't cry, your eyes are swollen and red, close them and rest for a while."

"But I want to look at you, and I'm afraid you won't be by my side anytime soon."

"Hey, you are reasonable, whoever of us ran away after sleeping."

"I want to go get my luggage and go home before you wake up."

"Is it that urgent? Can't you wait for me to go with you?"

"Ok!"

After finishing her mother's funeral, Zhong Lei asked one day, "Do you still want to see your father? I'll accompany you."

"No, I've calmed down too. He probably doesn't want to be disturbed. In fact, he's really sad. He's no less sad than me. And I think, the more he loves us, the harder it is to face the current situation, my love. Passed away, my son was forced to drop out of school... I still remember the first day of school, they sent me to school, we walked in the campus to plan the next studies, how hopeful I was at that time, and how desperate I was when I left. "

"Do you still want to go back?"

Ji Sumian shook her head: "The conditions are not allowed, or I can still take an undergraduate degree in China. There will be no medical expenses to pay in the future, and I don't need to work in a tavern. I can have time to read books at night."

Zhong Lei rubbed his hair: "Don't worry, just rest for a while."

Brother Lei is too gentle, Ji Sumian thought, when he came back after leaving for a while, Zhong Lei's whole body changed from square to oval, strangely gentle, even lingering like a windless seaside, the waves are not in a hurry , Wave after wave, gentle but... I always feel that something is missing.

Lying on the bed, Ji Sumian leaned over and lay on his chest: "Brother Lei, what kind of method do you like?"

"what?"

"That is, do you like mild or rough?"

"What? I can't satisfy you?"

"Oh no, I'm just asking. If you don't want to say it, forget it."

"Speaking of this... That day, the day you just came back, you kept crying. Is it because you were sad or uncomfortable?"

"It's not uncomfortable, it's because my mother is gone, and also because you finally came to me again."

"Oh. That's fine."

"Or, Brother Lei, do you like being on the stairs?"

Zhong Lei was startled by the word "stairs" and broke into a sweat: "You can let me go, the next day I have several bloodstains on my back, as if I was whipped."

"Ah? Is it so serious? How could it be..."

"Why not! Try laying there and being kicked dozens of times. Thanks to my good physical fitness, you might lose half your life!"

They laughed and fell asleep, but Ji Sumian was woken up by the phone ringing in the middle of the night.

"Brother Lei...you call." He pushed Zhong Lei.

Zhong Lei obviously didn't want to answer it, so he said vaguely "don't care about it" and put his legs on Ji Sumian's body, trapping him, and continued to sleep, but Ji Sumian's nerves had been trained as a conditioned reflex by the phone ring, and the phone Worried that something happened when it rang, woke up immediately, and couldn't fall asleep again.He got out of bed and looked around to the other side, there was no name, it should be an unfamiliar number, just as he was about to put it down, the phone rang again, this time it was a text message.

"Wen, I'm divorced. I still can't be with her, I really want to..."

I can't see it from behind, and Ji Sumian doesn't want to click on it, because he knows who it is.

Another "ding".

"Wen, can you tell me where you are? I've been looking for all these years..."

He put down his phone, went back to lie on the bed, and listened quietly. It rang again, again, and...a total of 7 text messages from Xu Chen.

His nerves were tense, his eyes were open, and he waited anxiously. He didn't want the phone to vibrate again, but he hoped that the person would just make another call. If Brother Lei was willing to answer it, he would be fine if he made it clear.But he didn't fight anymore, and Zhong Lei didn't wake up, he didn't know anything about it from the beginning to the end, and slept soundly.

Ji Sumian dreamed of a mobile phone in a drowsy state. It quietly opened a small door in the dark, and then the countless signals were visualized and turned into countless silk threads, filling the entire room and still winding rapidly. Woke up with a fright and never fell back to sleep.

The next day was Ji Sumian's rare complete weekend rest since he returned to China.Zhong Lei took him to the beach to ride a tandem bicycle. They rode on the cross-sea bridge and stopped to watch the sunset.He was depressed all the way, and now he was blown by the sea breeze, as if accompanied by other voices, as if he could borrow some courage, he said in the whistling wind: "Brother Lei, someone called you last night."

Zhong Lei looked at him meaningfully: "I saw it this morning, it's Xu Chen, and it's already blocked."

"Uh... oh. Yeah."

The cheeks were pinched by two hands, and Ji Sumian hid with a smile.

"Still 'really'?! Say you saw it when you saw it, hold it in for a long time before asking, you can really hold your breath."

"I shouldn't be looking at your phone."

"It's not. I don't care if you see it or not. I care that you are unhappy because of it."

"But you blocked him, he still knows your number, and can still contact you with another mobile phone, what should I do?"

Zhong Lei thought for a while, then took out his keys from his bag, poked open the phone card with a paper clip, and threw it into the sea.

"Hey—" Ji Sumian didn't expect such a suddenness.

"Go and change the number later."

"Brother Lei...you don't need to do this."

"Throw it all away. Come," Zhong Lei held his hand, pulled him in front of him, half sat on the railing, and circled him, "Tell me again, do you have any other requests?"

"Will you promise me?"

"Of course, you must immediately agree to all the reasonable demands of your wife, and make them reasonable if they are unreasonable, and then agree."

Ji Sumian lowered his head and smiled: "Then don't smoke anymore, okay?"

"Yes." He took out the remaining half pack of cigarettes from his pocket, twisted it, and was about to throw it away but felt bad, so he put it in his pocket, "There is no trash can, throw it away later."

"Then I'll replace it with an electronic cigarette for you."

"What e-cigarette? It looks like a humidifier. If you don't smoke, you don't smoke anything. I don't have such a serious addiction."