dislocation

"Brother Jiang..."

No one in the room promised him.

The drawn curtains blocked all the sunlight outside, and the whole room looked particularly dull.He Zhishu was woken up by a burst of cat calls, and when he woke up, Jiang Wenxu was not by his side.

——Little Shu, please sleep for a while, brother will come to accompany you after feeding the cat.

"Brother Jiang!" He Zhishu called again hoarsely, but still no one answered.

He Zhishu got out of bed in a hurry, almost fell off, and ran out before he could put on his slippers.

Guest room, no.

Study room, no.

Kitchen, no.

bathroom...nor...

He Zhishu walked to the sofa and sat down with his hands folded on his knees. Anxiety turned to bewilderment, and sadness returned to calm.He just sat there quietly, neither crying nor fussing, with his face leaning on his knees, looking out the window, unable to discern sorrow or joy.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sound from the door.Jiang Wenxu opened the door and saw He Zhishu sitting on the sofa with his knees hugged. The afternoon sun was not strong, and the sun shone on He Zhishu through the balcony and windows.Making Zhishu He look holy and lonely, Jiang Wenxu felt that Zhishu He seemed to be melting in the sunshine.

"Little book..."

He Zhishu didn't answer, Jiang Wenxu thought he was asleep, he sighed softly, and took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet by the door.In fact, He Zhishu didn't fall asleep, but just stared out the window blankly, his eyes full of emptiness.

"Didn't sleep, why? Want to go out to bask in the sun?" Jiang Wenxu sat beside He Zhishu, put his arms around him, and kissed the top of his head. "Brother Jiang will take you to the balcony to bask in the sun later, okay?"

He Zhishu didn't speak, just stared at the front quietly.Seeing his lifeless appearance, Jiang Wenxu suddenly reacted.Jiang Wenxu supported the sofa, squatted down, and looked up at Zhishu He.

"...Xiao Shu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my brother just went downstairs...I went downstairs to take out the trash. I'll tell you where I'm going next time, okay?" He Zhishu didn't expose his clumsy lie, and still didn't speak. "Xiaoshu, you talk... can you say something?"

He Zhishu's illness was undoubtedly a fatal blow to Jiang Wenxu. The stimulation made Jiang Wenxu see no hope, leaving him with only intense grief and collapse.However, now He Zhishu's calm appearance after being hurt and used to it, seems to be piercing Jiang Wenxu's heart with needles, and it is painful and breathless

A few minutes later, Zhishu He looked down at Jiang Wenxu, drawing Jiang Wenxu's face over and over again with his eyes.Then he leaned down, stretched out his hand, and hugged Jiang Wenxu.

"It's a cat." He Zhishu's voice echoed in the room.

Jiang Wenxu raised his hand and hugged He Zhishu tightly, "Huh?" He asked, his breath not stable.

"The cat woke me up..."

"...Look at my memory, I forgot about the cats and starved them to death." Jiang Wenxu pretended to smile easily. "You stay on the sofa for a while, I'll feed the cat..." Jiang Wenxu helped Zhishu He to sit down, and put on slippers for Zhishu He.

Jiang Wenxu took out the warm soup from the kitchen, made some rice, and greeted the three kittens.He Zhishu looked at Jiang Wenxu squatting there with his back to him, his shoulders shrugging slightly.Thinking of Jiang Wenxu's red eyes and abnormal tone of voice just now, Zhishu He probably understood.

Brother Jiang knows.

He Zhishu walked over gently, Jiang Wenxu stood up after hearing the sound, and did not look back.He Zhishu hugged Jiang Wenxu's waist, tightened his arms, and leaned on his back.

"Brother Jiang..."

"..."

"...Xiaoshu, shall we go to treat the illness?" Jiang Wenxu spoke slowly, still crying.

"it is good…"

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the students who had been locked up for a week couldn't sit still, restless as if there were nails on their seats.However, Mr. Li, the "Tota Li Tianwang", is still spending time there, and he can't finish class for a long time.You can't complain yet, otherwise you will be taught a lesson, and school will be over in the foreseeable future.

"Okay, let's talk about it today..." Before Teacher Li could say anything, Jiang Wenxu pulled Zhishu He and ran out through the back door, leaving the distraught Teacher Li behind.

"Hey, I found out that Lao Li's morality has not changed at all for so many years!" Jiang Wenxu said while running: "If you continue to procrastinate, you will miss dinner!"

"Hey, hey! What are you doing for so many years? He has only taught you for a few years. Jiang Wenxu, you are so hungry! Let go, let me go!" He Zhishu broke Jiang Wenxu's hand, but Jiang Wenxu held him tightly, He couldn't break free at all.

Jiang Wenxu heard He Zhishu's tone and knew that He Zhishu was angry.He let go of He Zhishu's hand, and stretched out his hand to block He Zhishu's way from the front.

"Little book, it's so rare. Why are you angry? Tell me who bullied you, and see if I don't give him the whole scoop!" Jiang Wenxu also gestured and wiped his sleeves.

Seeing Jiang Wenxu's rascal appearance, He Zhishu became more and more angry. "Ms. Li hasn't finished class yet! You just dragged me out like this. Teacher Zhang will criticize us later. Jiang Wenxu, can you stop being so ignorant... ignorant of elders!" Zhishu He stared at Jiang Wenxu with a small face Also drumming.

Jiang Wenxu poked him on the cheek, "Oh, why are you still angry?" The young Jiang Wenxu acted coquettishly without ambiguity at all, pulled He Zhishu's sleeve and shook it. "Okay, okay, I know I was wrong."

"Stop shaking it, shake it for me!" He Zhishu imitated Jiang Wenxu's appearance in the afternoon, and looked at Jiang Wenxu with disgust.

"Hey, how can I give you—"

"Hey, old Jiang, what's going on, I've been waiting for you for a long time. I've been coaxing my daughter-in-law xi for a long time... Xiaoxiao... Congratulations!" Before Jiang Wenxu finished speaking, Li Fang walked towards them with a basketball in his arms. come over.

After hearing this, He Zhishu didn't know whether he was angry or shy, and trotted away from Jiang Wenxu and Li Fang while they were talking.

"Li Fang, please talk to me! What Xiaohe Lao Jiang! You talk like an old cow eating tender grass! Wait for a long time to blame me? It's not your father who drags the hall. Eh...heh! Xiaoshu, wait Wait for me!"

"Old Jiang! Don't run! Don't play anymore?" Li Fang watched Jiang Wenxu run over, and hurriedly called Jiang Wenxu.

Jiang Wenxu was still chasing He Zhishu, and said as he ran, "What kind of game is he playing at a young age? I still have to drive my daughter-in-law home!"

Well, Zhishu He heard this even faster.

"Come on, hug me, don't catch a cold." Jiang Wenxu wrapped He Zhishu in his arms with his coat.

When He Zhishu went downstairs, he didn't miss out on his clothes, not to mention sweaters, scarves and down jackets. Jiang Wenxu wore three pairs of socks for He Zhishu.

"Why are you still cold, Brother Jiang, I've already been wrapped into a rice dumpling by you." Zhishu He poked his head out of Jiang Wenxu's arms, and buried his head back when he noticed passers-by looking at them. "Brother Jiang, let me go, everyone around is watching." But He Zhishu didn't break free, letting Jiang Wenxu hold him.

"What's wrong with Zongzi, just hug it, what's wrong with me hugging my little book!" Jiang Wenxu hugged him even tighter. "Besides, the wind in Beijing is so strong that it blows you away. Where can I find it?"

Why is Brother Jiang getting more and more childish?

When Xiao Song arrived at the gate of the community, he was shocked to see this scene.It has been a long time since he saw He Zhishu and Jiang Wenxu walking together. The last time he saw them so close was probably six or seven years ago.

"With such a big sun, where does the wind come from!" He Zhishu spoke in Jiang Wenxu's arms, shaking Jiang Wenxu's heart itchy.

"That's because I'm holding you, you can't feel it?" Jiang Wenxu looked up and saw that Assistant Song had arrived. "Baby, Xiao Song's love rival has arrived."

"Hey, little book, don't pinch me, brother is wrong..."

"Hello Mr. Jiang, Mr. He." Assistant Song walked over to greet them both.

Zhishu He broke away from Jiang Wenxu's arms, looked at Assistant Song who was walking over with an uncomfortable expression, and smiled politely at him.

"What's the matter, Xiao Song, why are you here so late? Look, your little sister-in-law is freezing... Hey! Xiaoshu! Wait for me!" He Zhishu had already opened the car door, sat on it, and put Jiang Wenxu's The nonsense was completely isolated from the car window.

Assistant Song felt that the two of them were very different today. One was not as cold and distant as before, and the other was not as pale and lifeless as before. look like.

Assistant Song also walked over with a smile.