Fugue

Suppressing the discomfort in his throat, Gan Luan started to run, throwing the salesperson's worried inquiries and passers-by's curious gazes behind him. The sudden sound of the wind in his ears seemed to be a kind of comfort, pouring into his chest cavity from his ear holes, occupying the emptiness.He passed by a whole wall of floor-to-ceiling windows, and outside, among the rising and falling buildings, there were two Ferris wheels.Far away, still and moving.Here, you can see the panorama of the amusement park...Among the complex colors, there is only one Ferris wheel rotating. He thought of Gan Lan's childish remarks: "Is there a hamster running in the middle of the Ferris wheel?" Still laughing.But now, he feels that at this moment, he is like that useless hamster, the hamster locked in the Ferris wheel, once he wants to catch him, he will keep running, but as long as he is running, he will never be able to escape Repeatedly.No beginning, no end.

On the way, Gan Luan dialed Gan Lan's cell phone again, and when the other end answered, it was still a female voice.

"still you."

"Hmm, it's still me."

Gan Luan said, "I'm sorry, I cut off the phone just now because of something urgent."

"It's okay." The other party didn't care: "What else can I ask?"

Why should I be like an outsider... This is not what he should ask, and then he heard his own calm voice: "Do you know when Gan Lan left? I have something urgent."

The girl who answered the phone said that it was the academic director who called Gan Lan away.There is a lunch break before and after, so Gan Lan has been away for a long time, it has been two hours.As for the mobile phone, Gan Lan gave it to her before leaving.Because the dean of teaching usually searches the body, and the mobile phone will be confiscated if found.Therefore, at the critical moment, he secretly left the mobile phone to her under the eyes of the dean of the academic affairs—"involuntarily" and "willingly", this is hard to convict.No... no, losing contact is wrong, obviously he told Gan Lan not to worry about the school rules about mobile phones... At the end, Gan Luan added: "You two are in puppy love. Do you know how much younger Gan Lan is than you ?"

"Ha, so what? You can control it, hee hee."

"We don't have parents in our family, and now it's just me and him." You say it's okay.Gan Luan continued: "Unfortunately, you happen to meet a troublesome brother who wants to reach out to my younger brother in everything, it's better to control the whole line, and can't wait to put a collar around his neck." Although he never admits this in front of himself.

"..." There was no answer from the other side for a long time, but they didn't hang up.After a while, she said: "I'm sorry, I'm just testing it out." I didn't expect to wait for this answer.The specific test was also perfunctory by the other party.This girl is like an unpredictable shadow, unable to see clearly.Afterwards, the shadow girls retreated across the board, with a respectful attitude like a face saint, so Gan Luan didn't know whether to take back the battle flag.Then, the two chatted.Said to the other side: "About my liking for Gan Lan, I have something to tell you. I want to tell you, Gan Lan's elder brother." This is like a declaration.

"Tell me, I'll listen." There was a traffic jam, and Gan Luan got out of the car straight away, ready to take a shortcut. All of a sudden, the noise of pedestrians, loudspeakers arguing, and wind blowing through the city all came, and the girl's voice on the phone became Somewhat far.

"I like his remoteness. He is just like his name, a wisp of mist floating in the high and distant mountains. You know... the mist cannot be approached or grasped. To me, he is just that far away."

"You mean, you like the feeling that he is far away from you?"

"That's right."

"Can that still be called liking him?"

"Yes. His eyes are like a person who has no fixed place. I look at him and feel that he may suddenly travel far away at any moment. One second we are talking, and the next second he is gone. It is This feeling. So, every day before going to bed, I think about him, from head to toe, his habits, his appearance, and his living existence beside me. I think about his existence and make sure of his existence. This is what ends my day."

"Ah."

"Then waking up. I'll think again, he exists. Finally, I'll think, maybe he's not there. So that when I go out, I think he's not there. Every morning, the first thing I do , just miss him."

"……Um."

"If he comes to school today, I feel like I lost it and found it again. It should be said that every time I see him, I feel like I lost it and found it again."

"Lost and found..."

"So I like him. What I like is not 'distance', but 'his distance'. Without him, I can't do it. Without his existence, there is no liking."

"You are his brother, you are so close, it must be difficult to understand my worry?"

Quite the opposite.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Gan Luan leaned against the wall and coughed uncontrollably for a long time, until the other side asked him if he wanted to see a doctor first, then he endured the unbearable itching and returned: "This kind of You should say it to yourself. I don't understand...it doesn't matter, as long as he can understand."

"Sorry, I have a new call, so hang up first." Gan Luan answered Ye Jing's call from the underworld: "Are you still dead?"

Ye Jing said: "It's my duty to live before you die, isn't it. You are in such a hurry, is Gan Lan lost?"

"if not."

Ye Jing didn't feel pain in his waist: "You still have today..." Gan Luan thought, I have a good temper, why would I want to drop my phone?Ye Jing said again: "Why am I not in a hurry? Think about it again, eh?"Um?Gan Luan said, "If you are in front of me, I can make you die on the spot."

"When I pass away, who will remind you that the pendant on Gan Lan's ankle is a locator?" Ye Jing said in a hurry, "Have you never used that special tracking software? Ye Li told you, this is' Unprecedented', its data packets currently cover most of the area in Jicheng, and the three-dimensional space is basically completely reproduced. That is to say, in Jicheng, no matter which building Gan Lan walks into, you can know that he is in the first place. The number of rooms on which floor, and whether he is in the bedroom or the bathroom."

The dot representing Gan Lan flickered very close to Gan Luan, barely moving.Fortunately, Gan Lan is still within the scope of the High School Affiliated to Ji University.Zooming in on the map, you can see Gan Lan staying in the academic office building.There are several function buttons in the upper right corner of the map. When he touches the small circle with a three-dimensional building drawn on it, the perspective of the flat map immediately changes to a three-dimensional mode.Gan Lan is on the third floor.Swipe up, down, left, and right with your fingertips, and the simulated building will also drift and rotate. Two fingers can be used to zoom in and out, and a small building can be "played in the palm of your hand".Each single room is marked with a specific name, such as "principal's room", "meeting room" and so on.He dialed around and found the exact place where Gan Lan was staying: the Academic Affairs Office.

With one extra class at noon, you can show more than a dozen flowers, right?According to the girl, this is checking the compliance of the school rules, but where does the school rule inspection take so long?On the map, the words "Academic Affairs Office" are inlaid on a metal plate, which is somewhat similar to the real thing, and the names of other offices are also the same.Gan Luan stretched out his hand and tapped it. This card was really useful. Two buttons popped up at once, a camera icon, which was obviously gray and couldn't be clicked; an earphone-shaped icon turned out to be colorful and three-dimensional.This is the "unprecedented" of the Ye family!As expected, he wanted to raise Ye Li's salary like never before!After plugging in the earphones, Gan Luan hastily tapped on "Bugging".

There is no human voice, and occasionally there is a sound of footsteps or the sound of turning a book, proclaiming that the bug is indeed working.Gan Luan didn't gain anything until he reached the downstairs of the Academic Affairs Office.However, the diamond-shaped dot representing Gan Lan has been steadily flashing in place. Could it be that he fell asleep?Can this guy be so big-hearted?The answer is impossible.Then there are more, such as "passing out", "being drugged", "secret docking" and other messy thoughts are like fine bubbles emerging one by one, refracting the dazzling colorful light, and then bursting.The explosion made people unconscious, and all thoughts of safety were abandoned, leaving only a boiling delusion of being killed.

"Have you figured it out? I have limited time." A strange male voice suddenly rang out, and Gan Luan almost twisted his neck in fright. He turned down the volume of the earphones, and at the same time extremely doubted whether the bug was stuck near this man's mouth.The male voice continued: "He doesn't dislike you now because he doesn't know that you are a fake."

There was a sound of opening the window, just to be on the safe side, Gan Luan hid in the building, there was no one in the printing room, just let him touch in, and hide behind the desk in the innermost part, the mountain of paper piles was his barrier.

"You can't touch me now." This was Gan Lan's voice, and Gan Luan also nodded upon hearing this: Whoever dares to touch me will die.

There were some messy footsteps in the corridor, and a male voice said: "Hey, hey, there's no one in the printing room..." An ominous premonition hangs on his forehead, Gan Luan holds on to a drop of sweat, and roars in his heart: Nonsense!Someone!Don't come!The female voice said: "Why, you don't really think about... what exam papers." The tone is also ready to move, but the heart is clearly revealed.These restless elements who think about things all day long, instead of taking the right path and crowding into evil ways!At this point, Gan Luan had no choice but to look for a place to hide, but there was nothing to hide except under the table of humiliation.Either—he looked at the window in front of him: this is the first floor, and jumping out of the window is also feasible. In a panic, different from the brisk footsteps of those students, another heavier and faster voice came from another door. Step into the printing room first!The window was too far away, Gan Luan had no choice but to submit under the table.Its appearance is suspicious, and there is really nothing to wash.The male voice in the headset was still saying: "You will go to him sooner or later, sooner or later is not a problem. I don't need to touch you. Now, as long as you listen to me, you are real." Gan Luan multi-tasking, these words are all I have pierced my ears, but I have not pushed it down.

"Uh, teacher, you are here. Teacher X asked us to see if the printer is free..." This young man reacted quickly enough.Gan Luan clasped his fists into the air: It is best to abduct your dear teacher away, I am very grateful, and I will report it in the future.

The teacher said: "I'm not free, I want to use them." Gan Luan suspected that he had heard the teacher's voice...he hesitated whether to venture out his head to find out the truth, and the earphones started to sing again.Gan Lan: "I don't need to prove that I'm real."Gan Luan could understand the meaning of this sentence, but the male voice seemed to have misunderstood it.Male voice: "Do you think you can be settled with that piece of paper? I gave it all to him! I can praise you, or make you worthless to him."

"Uh..." Several students hesitated.

In order to hear the teacher's voice clearly, Gan Luan reluctantly turned off the earphones.

"Class is about to start, let's all go back to the classroom." The gentle tone was like the wind blowing willows.Such a different tone, such a very warm tone, he will not admit it——

After the students left, Gan Luan stood up immediately: "Beside..." The piles of paper mountains lay quietly, and the smell of ink and dry paper settled in silence, only the winding words on the scrolls were silent and loud.The printing room was empty, the voices of those voices were like a hallucination in a dream, where was Bian You's shadow?When he came back to his senses and brought back the earphones, there was no sound on the other end. Looking at the map again, Gan Lan's dots had also been removed, and he has now returned to the second teaching building.

Try calling again.Thinking of this, Gan Lan called first.He said hello, and Gan Lan said, "Brother, you came to me? The teacher called me away earlier..."

"I know, your daughter-in-law (accent) has told me." Gan Luan turned the phone to the other side, looked up at the blue sky, and felt a sense of loneliness that "the child is too old to stay": "Oh. It's a good job, everyone I have a living wife. I'll throw away that dead little pink at home for you." He said a few words in a suffocating manner, his teeth itching with soreness.

"Don't throw it away, don't throw it away, you gave it to me!" Gan Lan said anxiously, "I'll be back now!"

"Stop, stop, stop, don't move, you have to go home. Are you going to nursery school when you are three years old?"

"If you don't throw me away, I won't be three years old."

"Whether I throw it or not, you are three years old." Accompanied by a few sneers.

"Okay...you have the final say."

Melancholy.Hearing this, Gan Luan was really melancholy: now he doesn't even talk about it.

Perhaps he should be relieved that the painstaking effort to send Gan Lan to the school is just to let him regain his locked self?Then, make two or three friends, live a full life, gradually wash away the virtual image of obsession in your heart, and let yourself return to reality.He thought it was very difficult, and he was determined to keep the front line forever, no matter how long it was.However, the reality is like a tornado that catches people off guard. It’s like stepping on the gas pedal only to find out that the brakes are broken. Waves come up again and again, and the smooth road starts to go downhill. Feeling overwhelmed and despondent, he could only blow the evening wind blown by the speed of the car with a blank face, and fled frantically while watching the reversed scenery.Only a few weeks into school?I don't know if there are friends, but I have a daughter-in-law!Could it be that Gan Lan's true colors are more ostentatious than he imagined?Is this a blessing or a curse?Poor Gan Luan, who has broken her father's heart, has been frightened all afternoon, and she still hasn't recovered.

"You... what's your wife's (accent) name?"

"Ah... ah... ah..." Gan Lan stuttered for a long time, her voice was a little farther away: "what's your name, daughter-in-law?"

Gan Luan almost fell to the ground.Today's children, who don't even know their names, have already decided to live their lives privately?It's really a downturn in the world, people's hearts are not ancient, morality is ruined, and the grains are not distinguished...

"I asked, her name is Wen Xingyi!" At the end, she muttered, "It's so nice."

Still weird?Also... weird?Gan Luan's throat was burning, and he couldn't help shouting: "You don't even know the person's name!" There was a swing next to him, he jumped over it, and sat down viciously: "You call me a daughter-in-law?" View is not it?Is he going to have someone teach him, or is he going to reshape his brain himself?What a pissed daddy!

"...Why do you need to remember names?" Gan Lan's tone didn't sound like a joke: "If it wasn't for my brother asking you, I wouldn't want to know their names."

It's not like joking, it's desperate.So... no progress at all.The brakes are broken, and the speeding all the way to the point where you can't stop is an illusion.Everything is still in place, stubbornly sprouting roots.

"Since you're not even interested in the name, why do you call her daughter-in-law?"

"She looks like Little Pink, I asked her..."

"That's enough." He said, "I'm at your school. You come here. The back playground is in the woods."

The green belts on the campus of the High School Affiliated to Ji University are all student works. Some supporting facilities, such as the swing on which Gan Luan sits, are also ideas of the students. They are renovated every year and accumulated from generation to generation. Everywhere smells unique to seventeen or eighteen years old. breath.The simple ones have shrubs pruned into the shapes of deer, dolphin, penguin or crescent, rhombus, and pentagram, dotted around; the darker ones are promenades built with vegetation, and the green roof of the porch built by pergolas is like a cover. , two or three branches of green vines hang down from time to time, hooking up, swaying, breaking the mottled shadows on the ground; another example is an unexpected bench, swing, gazebo, or climbing frame, billiard table, chessboard, Carefully arranged, it looks like an exquisite back garden for people to rest.

A large piece of ginkgo is planted on the tail of the campus. It is the season when the leaves are yellow, and the eyes are full of tender gold.Gan Luan was right in front of the ginkgo grove, he chose a good place to sulk.The yellow leaves are spread endlessly, looking up at the sky, they also fall off, the dome is broken like stars, pieces of bright yellow are matched with black branches, the wind is cool and smooth, and the light is soft and soft.The swing frame swayed and beat to the beat, unable to dispel Gan Luan's unreasonable sullenness.Meimei can't be cured, so I can only call the troublemaker to confront him.Plead guilty too.Behind the swing is another thousand autumns, and the outermost wall of the attached middle school has also been fully utilized.The students built and painted multi-colored flower stands by themselves. Against the old red brick wall, there were pots of small potted plants collected everywhere: plump and lovely succulents, young and tender, enchanting or indifferent. The flowers and plants, the fresh and cool vegetation, are verdant and occupy an entire wall.When Gan Luan was in the attached middle school, he didn't have this flower stand, so he doesn't know about it now.Jing was sulking, and didn't pay attention to observing life at all.But later, he knew again.The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, evening primrose, and whispers in the distance all disturbed his mind, so he deeply remembered the intoxicating scent, the large bushes of flowers, and the words left here.

As for the speed at which Gan Lan ran over, it was like a gust of wind blowing, and when the wind picked up, it was like flying sand and clouds, and in a blink of an eye, the wind stopped, but he was very careful when he stopped.In Gan Lan's words, "Although I don't know what's wrong, but I know I'm wrong and my crime is unforgivable, so kill me", so her face is pitiful.

As for Gan Luan, he still sits in the enthroned position, with dragon patterns on the swing board, looking like an emperor.What's disturbing is that the chains that tie the swing are always ringing, rattling, not serious enough, but it can be understood as a domineering resonance sound-all these make Gan Lan stay far away and dare not approach, and Gan Luan has to step down. Purpose: "Come here."

Gan Lan moved away, stopped three steps away from him.He looked at Gan Lan, didn't speak for a while, then suddenly lowered his head to support his head, so that no one could see his collapse: "Tell me, what kind of mood do you have in calling someone else's wife?"

"This is a game between me and her." Gan Lan said slowly, without any malice.

"you……"

It's like a bug crawled in. "Cough, cough, cough..." A cluster of itching accompanied by a bloody smell rose up his throat, making Gan Luan unable to speak, and twisted his body directly.It was a new, deeply malevolent form of torture.Nausea, restlessness, wriggling discomfort.He clutched his neck tightly, his back arched almost awkwardly, his face was buried in deep shadows, he coughed violently, like a patient who was about to disappear.The cough was so violent that it made Gan Luan tremble, and the chains rattled. The sound was sharp and broken, like the crisp sound coming from the depths of the earth, accompanied by death again and again.

Gan Lan stopped three steps away from him: "Brother!" He was panicking on the spot, biting his lower lip tightly, bleeding so hard, but he didn't dare to take a step.Blood dripped into the lawn and disappeared, like the pain of his loss.He doesn't know his scars.He was only three steps away from him, but it seemed centuries away.

"Could it be...cough cough cough...you too..." Gan Luan raised his head slowly, his face was not in pain, but a kind of sadness: "Do you want to...cough cough cough cough... like me?"

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"I'm here, so come here!" It's only three steps away, how about respecting the "elders"!If it wasn't for his strong physique, Gan Luan would have been so angry that he vomited three liters of blood.