Fugue

It was a pair of eyes of no return.

Grandpa Gan once asked Gan Luan to name the Ferris wheel.There are two Ferris wheels in Luanhuazhiyue, one in the south and one in the north, standing at both ends of the amusement world, facing each other from a distance.

Gan Luan said, that one is called "Xiu" and the other is called "Zhi".

He has mixed feelings about that iron circle.Once it's alive, it goes round and round.There is no beginning and no end, it is a cycle.As long as it turns, there is no place to return.

Tell them to stop, don't deceive the homeless with so-called legends of happiness.

Later, only one of the two names was taken.This kind of name is like an aquatic creature that can't read air, and it's a miracle to keep one.The other one is corresponding, and it is also crowned with a single name, "Xi".I hope so.

From the performance point of view, the "Xiu" seems to be bound by Gan Luan's speech spirit, and it will only rotate on his birthday.The unromantic behind the scenes, such as "it's just requested by the boss", I won't talk about this kind of thing.Later, Gan Luan recognized that the Ferris wheel belonged to him, and every time he grew older, he would leave a souvenir under "Xiu".A few years ago, he was the only one, but Bianyou was added later.Even the two years of house arrest did not fall behind.Coincidentally, "Xiu" and "Xiu" have the same pronunciation, which may be the reason why the second middle school is chosen.

Thinking of this, Gan Luan looked at his little uncle.In those two years, he did not hesitate to defy all the little uncles who took him to the amusement park, called him willful, and taught him to be free and easy.Today, he is like an actor who has removed his gorgeous makeup.All the amorous feelings were stripped away by the needle point.He stared up and down, at a loss, he didn't even dare to move his vocal cords, and the winding blood path on his neck was like a wound that was opened and stitched.After a few seconds, Gan Luan felt that he had misread again, and there were a few drops of blood.

When he looked up, he met a pair of eyes with no way back, and two Ferris wheels swayed in his mind, and they slowly rotated at the same frequency, heading in the same direction.The rain wet them.

Gan Lan was almost squatting, her feet were on Gan Xiao's arms, her face was straightened up, her eyes were clean, and the direction of the needle point was accurate.His threats were real.But Gan Luan saw the threads holding him, those threads entangled him, from the cold neck, to the stiff shoulders, and the tense joints everywhere, it was those threads that made Gan Lan hideous like this.This is not a willful imagination, because Gan Lan's face is facing Gan Luan.His expression faded away, his eyes, dead.

Gan Luan found himself in those eyes, the small outline melted into the depths, as if left behind in the universe.Stargazers are the happiest, and the loneliness of being a star is simply unbearable for human beings.

He wrapped his arms around him, covering the void with his palm: "It's okay, Gan Lan, let go." His breath warmed Gan Lan's cold auricle: "Be obedient." He covered Gan Lan's needle with his other hand, But can't move it.But now, the whole fried fur rabbit was wrapped in his arms.Finally he said, "Don't be afraid, I'm fine."

Gan Lan surrendered.

It was completely dark.In terms of the source and cause, sunlight is natural, and lighting is man-made, which is very subtle.It is a kind of imitation, and imitation cannot have a soul, so the light can only stand still.The yellow light makes people warm, the pink light expands and ambiguous, the blue light is deep in emotion, and the white light makes hesitation invisible.

Under the pale light of the living room in the single ward, Gan Xiao's hesitation was clearly illuminated.With his instant aging and shock.He touched the wound stickers on his neck from time to time, but he didn't realize how often he did this.

Gan Xiao naturally asked Gan Luan why he stayed here first. Gan Luan had no ink marks. In fact, his encounter with Gan Lan didn't need any embellishment, and it was seamless. But he concealed what he saw on Gan Lan's phone.After they finished talking, Gan Lan, who was across the window, had already slept soundly.Gan Luan lowered the curtains and said calmly, "Little uncle, do you know him?"

"He is my friend's son, and I am the guardian." Gan Xiao touched his neck while counting the floor tiles: "I changed my surname when I adopted him, and now I am called Gan Lan. It has been four or five years." It should be said that this answer exudes a trace of Chen Tuwei, Gan Luan raised his eyebrows a little, Gan Xiao, who was counting with his head down, couldn't see it.He only heard Gan Luan ask again: "Then what was his original surname?" Gan Xiao was slightly stunned before answering: "The surname is Ye, but he no longer has any blood relatives." Gan Luan thought, is the surname Ye very common? ?Then asked: "Why don't we know?"

"Gan Luan." Gan Xiao finally raised his head: "This kid has mental problems, you just saw it." He wanted to continue talking, but the phone came: "Hey. How do I know? Don't bother me if you can't find it." Get lost!" Gan Xiao dropped his cell phone, and pointed at the innocent piece of iron: "Look, they are all looking for you. Go home early, so as not to stare at you again." He rubbed his neck again: " Don't get close to Gan Lan, he is very dangerous. That's why I haven't mentioned him to anyone." The harassing phone call reminded Gan Luan.No wonder no one came to bother him. He asked Ye Jing to secretly handle the cell phone and communication number that he brought out today, and few people knew about it.Especially those door gods who stared at him every day, don't even try to touch him.Therefore, some people made it more difficult for him: where did Gan Lan get his personal account? !

The little uncle repeatedly emphasized that Gan Lan had mental problems, almost to the point of neuroticism.For some reason, the more he emphasized, the slander seemed to hit Gan Luan himself.He said, "He was fine when you weren't here." He has a good brain and can tell lies.A lie to the point where half of the sweater was missing, turned Gan Lan 360 degrees, changed his mind, and started a new life: "Be quiet, don't care about people, just sit there and play mobile games." Gan Xiao didn't think too much: "You're willing to let him play, don't you usually let anyone look through your phone?" Gan Luan's smile deepened: "It's not mine, it's his own." Unexpectedly, he was talking nonsense, and Gan Xiao also drifted along the river: "Oh yes, he likes to play mobile games when he was normal, and he was clamoring to buy one. I asked Xiao Wang to bring him one, and I almost forgot."——This embarrassing nonsense effect tells us, don't lie if you have nothing to do, let alone A boat pulled by a liar.

Far away.So even the little uncle didn't know about the key item with the unique number.No wonder Chen Tuwei didn't change his face. In this way, the adoption may still be the truth.What a mess.The one on the left made small moves behind his back, and the one on the right was talking nonsense in front of him. Of course, none of them knew that they had been exposed.This made Gan Luan very tired, like walking out the door and being given a few shaves on the ear, and for the pain in his face, he had to be grateful to him - smelling bad gas is better than suffocating to death (being stuffed in a drum).

So what does the little uncle want to do, take Gan Lan away?Is this another person who doesn't want him to get in touch with Gan Lan?

Thinking of this, he found that Bian You was gone.

Gan Luan got up together, Gan Xiao thought he had heard it: "Hurry up and go back, I'll guard him here. Keep his affairs a secret for me. You sit down first, and I'll send someone to pick you up."

"No. I want to make a phone call first." He didn't give Gan Xiao a chance to continue nagging him, and walked out the door.

Be especially careful if you overhear someone talking on the phone first, and then call yourself.Gan Luan found a feng shui place where he could see all directions and listen to all directions, and hurriedly called Ye Jing: "Arrange some people for me, speed. Jicheng No. [-] Hospital."

Ye Jing was very quiet on the other side: "What's the matter, do you want me to come over?"

"No, when you come..." Gan Luan suddenly thought of a word: "The cabbage is cold."

"Cabbage? Isn't it day lily?"

"...Okay, let's get down to business."

After hanging up the phone, Dr. Qin came over to call Gan Luan, saying that Gan Lan woke up and was mumbling about something, why is this baby so resistant to drugs.Gan Luan didn't have time to think about it, so he pushed the door open and went in.

Gan Lan was raising her head, her eyelashes were thick and lined, and asked the nurse sister if she could lend him the needle to play with.A handsome and quiet boy, a different person.Gan Luan looked at Dr. Qin, who mouthed at him: Forgot again.

Forgot again?What kind of forgetting?Is he going to "please take care of me when we meet for the first time" with Gan Lan again? !

Gan Xiao coughed outside the door.Dr. Qin's suggestion is "don't let the patient be stimulated again", so it doesn't work for Gan Xiao.But it is estimated that Gan Xiao will not want to come in, for the sake of his neck.

"Who is that?"

Gan Xiao's face flashed between the curtains, and he was captured by Gan Lan unexpectedly. He clutched the quilt tightly, his expression stunned, as if all his color had been taken away, and his whole body was pale: "I seem to know him..."

Gan Luan: Didn't you say he forgot!

Doctor Qin: I really forgot the part about attacking the uncle madly!

"...No, it's not like that." Gan Lan grasped the quilt tightly, shaking weakly, like a willow branch in a strong wind, shattered. "I'm real, I'm real, really...I'm real... Am I..." The washed eyes became darker and brighter, making his face pale as paper.The eye sockets are full of endless tides, coming out wave after wave, each one smashing out sorrow.

Gan Xiao seemed to be in a hurry, he lifted the curtain and looked inside, this side was winding up Gan Lan again, the gears of fear cut into flesh and blood.He shrank into a ball, his eyes were panicked, and his eyes were scattered. This kind of clear pain was about to capture the two onlookers.

Beware of the reappearance of the irritating picture, Doctor Qin hurriedly stopped Gan Xiao, leaving Gan Luan alone in the room.

"Brother, I am real, brother... I am..."

A certain word pierced Gan Luan's mind: "What did you say?"

Gan Lan stared at the window where Gan Xiao had appeared: "I'm real...I'm real...you are, you are fake, liar, puppet, hum... mere human."

Driven by a premonition, Gan Luan stepped forward, holding Gan Lan's face in his hands: "Who am I? Look at me, who am I?"

Gan Lan's eyes slowly turned back, causing the person in front of her to fall into the deep night sky: "You are real...you are real..."

The palm couldn't hold the stretch at all, he rubbed Gan Lan's wet side face with his thumb: "Really... what?"

"Gan Luan, stay away from him." Bian You rushed in with Doctor Qin, Gan Luan slowly turned his head towards the two, his eyes were burning with dark red anger.

Doctor Qin acted as a peacemaker: "Don't ask too much, it will be counterproductive."

Gan Luan let go of the delirious Gan Lan again, and handed him over to Doctor Qin, twice within a few hours.Maybe the mental problem that the little uncle mentioned is not without it.

Bian You pulled Gan Luan with an eager look: "Jian Gan..." He seemed to be biting his tongue: "Your little uncle is not here, I have something to tell you."

Gan Luan asked Doctor Qin, "Where did he go?"

"For the time being..." Doctor Qin closed his mouth suspiciously, and changed his words: "This person has something to say, hurry up."

The same lighting, the same hesitation of the person on the other side, seems to fold back the time 10 minutes ago.Gan Luan lowered the curtains again, this feeling of déjà vu was as fresh as a fish just picked up from the sea, with a fishy and salty smell.

The pale light illuminated Bian You's vivid hesitation: "I know you don't want to hear anything...about me and your little uncle..." Gan Luan closed his eyes, he was a little dizzy. When it comes to the past, he is like sinking into the muddy river of memory, floating and suffocating.How long ago was that?Time span is a blur, especially for him, he is here now, here, but not there, he is dragged into the past, black memory is everywhere, trapping him, robbing him of breath.He comforted himself: it's all over.traitor.all dead.traitor.Nobody knows...traitors.

When he was twelve or thirteen years old, Gan Luan gradually forgot about the old man's face, and he was no longer obsessed with his parents' sudden exit.At least on the surface.His past has only taught him to be hostile to others, or to ignore and disdain, and the best attitude is to be polite and keep a distance.Fate only sent him two allies, one Gan Xiao, one Bian You, one stood on the other side of the river for him, and the other came because of him crossing the river. He accepted it out of survival instinct.He relies on them for an escape, an escape from the shadows.

Can't say when it started, or because of the opportunity, Gan Luan felt satisfied.After all, he is content.Perhaps fate not only gave him stingy allies, but also taught him contentment.Loneliness only exists in the eyes of others. There was a time when his world was small but full.Gan Xiao and Bian Youying are two extremes.Gan Xiao is a glass of wine in the sensual field. It is rose-colored and has an intoxicating aroma. From one cup to another, it seems that everything is contaminated, and it seems that nothing is taken away. Thick; the whiteness of the edge is the wings of pigeons, the scent of soap washing the sheets in the wind, and a piece of pure and clean jade.Gan Luan has two allies, exactly two, one at home and one outside.At home, fine wine is his only support; outside the door, white jade is his only grasp.

He doesn't care what they are like, he just thinks they are his respectively, and that's enough.

Until one day, he saw his best friend entangled with his little uncle.

It's not impossible, he thought.Just why are you hiding it from me?If they are the most important to each other, does that mean I am losing?Did they realize this too, so they kept it from me?Traitor...isn't it.

traitor.He has nothing left.

Gan Luan opened his eyes: "I'm just not interested, it doesn't mean I don't want to, if it's something I need to know, you might as well talk about it." Bian You waved his hand: "It's nothing, I mentioned him... just because of that time We got close to him, that's why..." Gan Luan guessed: "You already knew there was such a person as Gan Lan back then? Why..." Don't tell me—yes, he refused during that time Seeing everyone, locking myself up... and then, can't remember.It's pretty blurry... blurry is a good thing.Bian You avoided their colliding eyes: "I never found a chance to tell you."

Can this living room be called "Frank Hall"? "Cut your heart out"?All of them looked determined, as if they wanted to talk to him about "I actually stole your underwear once", such a secret and important matter that would be difficult to tell in a lifetime.Bian You stood up and approached Gan Luan, causing Gan Luan to tilt his head slightly, which was an uncomfortable position.So Bian You squatted down, clasped his hands together, and leaned on the edge of the sofa with one elbow: "Gan Luan."

Gan Luan's chin tilted: "Huh?" What Bian You was about to say was about his past, he had a premonition.Because once the matter of Gan Luan's parents is involved, Bian You will show this kind of look.Mournful and bleak, as if those gray pasts also clouded his eyes.Gan Luan turned his chin back, he didn't want to face Bian You at this moment.He saw himself again in those gray eyes.Like facing a shattered mirror, sympathy dominates the cracks and draws countless silhouettes.Desperate, arrogant, decadent, extreme, he detests them.

"Little uncle said that Gan Lan was adopted by him." Gan Luan threw two candies into his mouth: "My friend's son." Stupidly avoiding.Bian You smiled wryly and said: "You are still like this, what does he say, what do you believe." Gan Luan smiled: "I am not anymore." Bian You wanted to continue, someone knocked on the door, it was a secret signal. "There is no time." Bian You glanced at his watch: "Later, I will tell you everything I know. The existence of 'Gan Lan'...is not that simple." Gan Luan stood up with him: "Then you now?" Bian You opened the door, the corridor was empty, Doctor Qin was not there, and Gan Xiao didn't come back either, Bian You heaved a sigh of relief, and he turned around: "I will never see him again." Gan Luan Whatever he said, he seemed numb to it and didn't want to respond.Bian You continued: "Don't let him know that I've been here. Besides, I need you to hold him back, just tonight. Help me buy one night, maybe this time...you can really get closer to the truth."

The long white light flickered, and suddenly half of it went out.At the same time, Gan Luan asked: "Bian You, can I trust you?"

"Of course." Bian You turned around, the light on his head was still on, and the white light showed his sincerity: "It must."

"That's good." The light source was dead, and the shadows were far-reaching: "I'll tell you, my true thoughts."

What is deeper than shadow is unfathomable.

"Gan Lan is not that simple, and I feel it too." He got up and opened the curtains a little, Gan Lan was sleeping deep inside, the desk lamp was dimmed, and the boy's side face was like a blurred sand painting.About as soon as the wind blows, it will disperse.

Bian You turned to Gan Luan, and Gan Luan turned to the inside: "But now, I want to keep him by my side."

"I don't want him out of my sight."

Gan Luan lowered the curtains, walked a few steps to the side, leaned against the door inside, and faced Bian You: "Until the truth is found out, I want to have absolute control over him."

"Alive and safe, stay by my side." With one hand in his trouser pocket and the other pointing backwards, he lightly tapped a series of rhythms on the door.

The light suddenly rose sharply, like lightning that suddenly struck in summer, the light and the dark snarled each other, tearing apart the silent prophecy.The confrontation between light and shadow was only for a moment, the old light tube struggled to take its last breath, and there was no life anymore, and the shadow crawled outside.

"You should know what I am like."

His soft voice was almost gentle, he made the shadow stand like an isolated island, and the turbulent deep black piled up into a wave, almost making Bian You stand still.

"You are so close to me, there will always be feelings."

He and the city wall of the night are on a high place, reflecting the darkness in his eyes.Maybe he projected the deep black instead, but Bianyou was drowned anyway.

"I want Gan Lan to stay within the range I can control." His fingers drew small circles on the door, and the rubbing sound was like tiny spider threads, entangled in layers.Gan Luan pressed the back of his head against the wall, raised his head slightly, his half-closed eyes were full of emotion, like a jungle entangled by vines and trees, trapping Bianyou in it.

"So, whatever the truth, don't reach out. He's mine."

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