dislocation

Brother Jiang...you look back at me

Little book?

brother jiang...

Jiang Wenxu heard it.Jiang Wenxu had never heard He Zhishu call him with such a voice. His sadness revealed reluctance, and reluctance was accompanied by more grievances, which made his heart ache.He promised over and over again, but he couldn't find his He Zhishu.

Jiang Wenxu woke up suddenly from his sleep.

The figure of the man under the window shook visibly, Jiang Wenxu woke up, not on the desk.What you can see are the meticulously ironed suit corners and trouser legs, a pair of polished leather shoes, the path paved with concrete floors and the snow that will not melt in the grass in the future.Jiang Wenxu froze for a moment, not knowing where he was, he just wanted to find Zhishu He.

brother jiang.

I heard it, Jiang Wenxu heard that voice again.Different from the usual bright, brisk or angry, there are too many things that the young Jiang Wenxu can't understand.

That was actually a heartbeat many years ago

15 years of reluctance

four years of grievances

the despair of a few minutes ago

Jiang Wenxu looked back and saw the building, which was very tall.That was the monster that trapped He Zhishu.

Jiang Wenxu blinked hard a few times, his eyes were still foggy, and then he stared at the window.From here it seemed that only the ceiling in the dim room could be seen, and Jiang Wenxu knew that his Zhishu He was there.Jiang Wenxu ran in, and a few people in the building came out of the elevator, hurrying.

Standing in the elevator, Jiang Wenxu subconsciously pressed a floor number. He was tearing up memories that did not belong to him, his hands were still shaking, and he didn't know where the fear at this moment came from.He stared straight at the number, glowing brightly, set on a metal button.

Jiang Wenxu leaned against the corner, looking at the elevator that can only be taken in large shopping malls, looking at the reflection of himself on the metal surface, feeling unprecedented uneasiness and helplessness, strange self, strange building, strange everything.

"Ding——" the moment the elevator door opened, Jiang Wenxu let go of all his uneasy emotions, and rushed out of the elevator door.

It took him only five steps to reach the door, and he almost fell down.This short road, the carpet at the door, and the cold door are all so familiar that Jiang Wenxu is afraid.The burning anxiety of the last moment also turned into this emotion called fear, and he was afraid.

tuk tuk-

There was a knock on the door like a heartbeat sounded in the empty corridor, and he was nervous.

No one opened the door, Jiang Wenxu repeated the action of the last second, but still no one answered.When fear turned into tension, when tension turned into anxiety, Jiang Wenxu was helpless.He rummaged quickly and finally found the key in the left pocket of his coat.With uncontrollable hands, Jiang Wenxu opened the door four times.

Neat room, warm and empty.The lights in the room were not turned on, and Jiang Wenxu couldn't see what was on the dining table, it seemed to be still steaming.But he couldn't care about anything now, he heard He Zhishu coughing, retching...and crying.Jiang Wenxu walked towards the wide open door, neither fast nor slow, every step was so difficult.

He Zhishu retched while crying, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably, his whole body was numb from the bitterness.His thinking was not clear, he only felt that the surrounding sky was dim, and he didn't notice Jiang Wenxu standing at the door at all.

"Brother Jiang...Brother Jiang...look at me..." He Zhishu was still whispering.

Jiang Wenxu couldn't describe his mood at the moment, heartache?Blame yourself?then what?He was afraid, he was afraid that He Zhishu would be sad, he was afraid of He Zhishu’s pain, he was also afraid of himself, he knew that it was Jiang Wenxu who hurt his He Zhishu.Jiang Wenxu stood at the door like that, and the dark light from the living room cast a long shadow on him.

Jiang Wenxu thought of He Zhishu who was still blushing and heartbeating in the morning, thought of He Zhishu who was in high spirits when he answered the teacher's question yesterday, thought of He Zhishu who pretended to be angry because of his teasing a week ago, and thought of He Zhishu who pretended to be angry because of his tricks a week ago, and thought of He Zhishu who was angry because of his family a month ago. He Zhishu, who disagreed with raising stray cats and was unhappy, thought of the He Zhishu he met for the first time more than a year ago.His He Zhishu is always so beautiful, cuter than any girl in the class, all colors can't match his brilliance.

His He Zhishu, now kneeling beside the bed, has lost its color.The shadow of the curtain fell on him, as pitiful as the kitten they picked up on the way home from school.One hand was propped on the lifted quilt, the hand was white and blue, and the dry skin was covered with thin blood vessels.Pressing hard on his chest with one hand, he still couldn't calm down, his whole body was shaking.Jiang Wenxu looked at He Zhishu's thin face with a sharp jaw.Jiang Wenxu thought that when He Zhishu was angry, his cheeks were always bulging, very cute, and he couldn't help poking He Zhishu's face.

Jiang Wenxu could no longer move a step.

"Little book..."

"Little book~" When Jiang Wenxu called He Zhishu, He Zhishu was struggling with the last big problem - Cauchy's inequality should be used, um, that's right.Wait, who is Jiang Wenxu called?

"Little book!" Jiang Wenxu yelled meanly while holding the basketball. Sweat flowed down his forehead to his chin, his hair was also wet with sweat, and the corners of his mouth were grinning at a nice angle.He saw that He Zhishu was stunned for a moment, then quickly raised his head, looked left and right, there were not many people in the classroom, and finally looked at Jiang Wenxu with doubts and embarrassment.

"Jiang Wenxu, don't bark! Did you call Xiaoshu?" He Zhishu asked solemnly, not knowing whether he was blushing from anger or shame.

"Hey, can't you? He, Zhi, and Shu are so awkward." Jiang Wenxu was still teasing He Zhishu.

When Jiang Wenxu was playing basketball today, he heard the fat man call his girlfriend Xiaoyuan, and Xu Ziyuan was still passing water to Li Fang on the edge of the basketball court.There were also many girls cheering for Jiang Wenxu, handing water and towels, but Jiang Wenxu just politely said thank you and rejected their kindness.

Looking back, I saw Li Fang and his "Xiaoyuan" were still there, flirting with each other. After a hush, he went back to the classroom with a basketball in his arms. He can't do such a thing as a light bulb.When I went back to the classroom, I saw He Zhishu was frowning and doing the questions. He was so cute, and he blurted out a little book.

"Xiaoshu, it's my parents, grandparents, grandparents, older brothers and sisters..." Before He Zhishu could finish listing who could call him Xiaoshu, Jiang Wenxu interrupted him.

"Okay, stop!" Jiang Wenxu made a pause gesture after stuffing the basketball under the desk.

"We've been at the same table for so long, and we should be called by nicknames!" Jiang Wenxu pulled out a chair and sat down, continuing to brainwash Zhishu He.

He Zhishu listened to Jiang Wenxu's words, thought for a while, and said with a smile: "So, then I can also call you Xiaoxu." After speaking, he looked at Jiang Wenxu with a proud face.

"That can't be done. Isn't that similar to yours? You should call me a different one. It should be called..." Why did Xu Ziyuan call Fatty?Seems like Brother Fang?Hey-singing, I also play music!Although Jiang Wenxu looked down on such a name, but... "Call me Brother Jiang! Xiaoshu, you will call me Brother Jiang from now on!"

"You call me Xiaoshu, and I call you Brother Jiang?! How can you still take advantage of me! You said you were born in a few years, month and day, so you may not know who is called brother!"

"It's not that Brother Jiang is taking advantage of you. I'm already 17 this year, so you should still be 16. Well, no, Xiaoshu, you look at 15 at most when you wake up, right?" Jiang Wenxu looked at He Zhishu with his chin propped up, with It's written, let's see what else you can do.

"Ah... That doesn't work either!"

"Why can't it work, call Brother Jiang to listen~"

"no!"

"It works."

"not called!"

"Little book~"

……

Jiang Wenxu also froze there after seeing Zhishu He heard his voice.

"Little book." Jiang Wenxu raised his volume and called again.

Zhishu He raised his head slowly, looked at Jiang Wenxu who was standing at the door, and the tears flowed even more fiercely.He seemed to see that Jiang Wenxu standing at the door of the classroom in the same way, the sun was shining from behind him, Jiang Wenxu's shadow was stretched very long, his brother Jiang waved to him with his schoolbag on one shoulder.

"School is over, let's go home together."

His brother Jiang is back.

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