Improvisation

Yu Shiyao dreamed about that night again.

Surrounded by invisible darkness, take a step to see a little light, and follow the ignited memory, bringing a shocking sense of familiarity.He remembered that he had stepped on the dusty and gravel-covered steps of the unfinished building, and he also remembered Jian Ran's expression of relief towards him at that time, the shocking familiarity.

What is strange is that Jian Ran's twisted and bent fingers under the sleeves, and the wound on his stomach that he ignored, when he touched a hand of warm blood, he woke up, the kind of palpitations in his chest, which made people feel uncomfortable for a long time calm.

In his life, he can remember the time when he panicked, it was more than ten years ago, the night before he was going to pick up his father from the California prison.

That time he didn't sleep all night, sitting by the bed and smoking a cigarette all night.

At dawn, he got into the car that came to pick him up like nothing happened.

His indifference and frivolity are written down in his bones. Even when he came to the completely unfamiliar Shen's house alone, he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He smiled at everyone, and now he has left the place where he has lived for more than ten years. Same time, lowered his eyes and smiled.

It seems that if someone sees a little bit of his true thoughts, he will be considered a loser.

In his heart, no one believed it.

Except Jian Ran.

The long-standing palpitations have been reminding Yu Shiyao that Jian Ran is more special than he thought, and no one can be like him.

Feeling the warm blanket beside him, just as Yu Shiyao wanted to sit up and look for Jian Ran, he held the phone and pushed open the door, and walked in lightly.

Yu Shiyao looked at the hazy silhouette in the dark, his figure was thin, with a slightly heavy belly, probably because of the scene in the dream, he felt some chest pain.

"Score." Jian Ran stood in front of him and turned the phone over to show him.

It's the early morning of the 27th, and Jian Ran didn't go to check the results. It was his homeroom teacher who guarded the computer, and together with tens of thousands of candidates, went through the crowded and crashed website. In the early morning, he finally checked out Jian Ran's results.

Dad Chen, who was awakened by a phone call from the head teacher, immediately contacted Jian Ran.

Seeing the screenshot, Jian Ran wasn't touched much. After checking the answers with Jian Yushu before, he had an idea in his mind. He stood outside leaning against the wall. Because of Father Chen's excited voice on the phone, he couldn't help but rub his stomach and laugh for a moment.

Yu Shiyao didn't feel much about the screenshots he saw at first, but in the next two days when Jian Ran's phone rang frequently, he felt a little more real.

The admissions offices of colleges and universities, as well as the phone calls for interviews in the city, are all overwhelmed by Chen's father. Chen's father can only relay them one by one and ask for Jian Ran's opinion.

Jian Ran already has the school she wants to apply for, and she won't be tempted by all kinds of olive branches thrown at her, let alone accept interviews.

He participated in competitions when he was a child, and also had the experience of being chased for interviews. He played the evening news broadcast on the low-resolution local satellite TV. After watching it once, he swore in his heart that he would never say a word to the camera again.

But people are always curious about geniuses.

Especially after the results came out, they seemed to be looking for him everywhere, contacting Father Chen, his teacher, and even Yu Shiyao - because Yu Shiyao had left a phone number with his head teacher.

Yu Shiyao saw that Jian Ran was unhappy, so he helped him choose a more suitable media, had someone design an interview script, and let him record it on the phone.

When Yu Shiyao browsed the news from this interview on his mobile phone, he could still think of Jian Ran's appearance at that time.

The telephone interview was in Yu Shiyao's study room. Jian Ran was sitting on the sofa wearing loose home clothes, squatting on a mica next to her slippers, holding the speech written by Yu Shiyao in her hand, asking and answering with the reporter over there.

The questions were all designed by him, and they were all routine and boring. Jian Ran read word by word, like a robot with an expressionless face. Tapped Mica's head a few times.

"What are you looking at?" Jin Ziyang leaned over, "I've been holding my phone to watch since I came here."

They were talking about something serious today, and they were playing with them. It was a familiar process, but Yu Shiyao seemed to be invisible in the back, sitting in the corner, and the wine in front of him didn't move much.

Yu Shiyao showed him the phone, and Jin Ziyang turned it over. It was a small piece of local news. After seeing it clearly, he raised his eyebrows: "That little friend of yours?"

Yu Shiyao raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Jin Ziyang didn't really remember Jian Ran who hadn't appeared for a long time, but last time he saw it at Yu's house from afar, and it was as gloomy and cold as before.

"It's not the answer you bought, right?" He flipped through the interview, still finding it unbelievable.

Yu Shiyao took the phone back: "His grades have always been very good, as expected."

Catching the inadvertent showing off in his tone, Jin Ziyang twitched his forehead a few times, and then watched Yu Shiyao share the news in Moments.

He looked at Yu Shiyao as a gratified parent now, and he didn't know whether he felt the pleasure of being a father or a sense of responsibility.

"Let's go now?" Before he could ask further, Yu Shiyao had already stood up, planning to have a drink with someone after the show.

Yu Shiyao left as soon as he said that, Jin Ziyang thought of his difficult appointment during this period, and suspected that his real purpose was to show off to him this time.

Before Yu Shiyao left, he said to him: "By the way, I don't have much time to spare recently, and I will leave this kind of thing to you in the future."

Jin Ziyang looked at him like a ghost.

Suddenly, I felt that I had underestimated Jian Ran in various aspects.

It wasn't that Yu Shiyao made such a statement on purpose, but recently, Jian Ran was going to be admitted to the hospital, so he planned to push things aside and go to accompany others.

It was already eleven o'clock when I went back, and Jian Ran had already fallen asleep.

Yu Shiyao pushed the door open and went in, seeing a light lit by the bedside, sitting on the bedside and looking at Jian Ran wrapped in a hazy halo.

When he realized that what he was doing now was like an innocent little boy, he smiled silently, pinched Jian Ran's thin wrist and put it back under the quilt.

Jian Ran seemed to be startled for a moment, her palms were clenched suddenly, and she woke up, seeing clearly that it was Yu Shiyao, she relaxed her eyes.

Yu Shiyao unfolded his clenched hands, felt the cold sweat gathering on his palms: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Jian Ran nodded her head, closed her eyes again, and soon fell asleep again.

Looking at Jian Ran's side face that had already fallen asleep again, Yu Shiyao asked in his heart, what kind of disappointment and sadness did he suppress to face himself as if nothing had happened now.

Yu Shiyao squeezed his hand, he had already woken up from the complacent tenderness just now, because of some irreparable and irreparable things, his whole body became stiff like a stone.

According to Yu Shiyao's plan, he originally planned to go to the hospital arranged by him in mid-July, but Jian Ran received a call from Chen Yan.

Chen Yan didn't say what he was going to do on the phone, but only asked Jian Ran to go back.

"Maybe it's because of the school." Jian Yushu wanted Jian Ran to be a directional student of nuclear engineering and nuclear technology, and he would be like him in the future, but Jian Ran did not apply for this advance approval in the end, and chose an engineering physics experiment class.

On the way back, Jian Ran was still thinking that the admission result could be checked now, maybe it was because his own decision was a bit disappointing.

When he was filling out the volunteer application, Yu Shiyao sat and watched, knowing that he had done everything perfectly, and he hadn't tampered with it secretly, so he didn't understand what Jian Ran was nervous about.

When the two of them got out of the car and walked towards Jian Ran's community, Yu Shiyao stopped and dragged his head, put his hands on his forehead, and said, "Why are you so worried? Isn't there a problem?"

Just like Yu Shiyao wouldn't know that Jian Ran gave up the youth training camp where he could sign an agreement and go straight to promotion in order to be with him, Jian Ran also didn't intend to tell Yu Shiyao about the small changes he made in this volunteering.

This was his unilateral "for" in the first place, but if he said it, it would become a burden to others. Jian Ran didn't care about giving, and he didn't want Yu Shiyao to apologize for anything because of himself.

"Well, there's no problem." Jane nodded, "I'm just worried that they will think that I made the wrong choice."

Before Yu Shiyao could speak, his eyebrows moved suddenly, and he quickly hugged Jian Ran's head. The wine bottle that was thrown head-on smashed into his hands, and the shattered glass left a blood mark on his face. There was a bursting sound Let the residents who came in and out screamed immediately.

"Are you okay?" Yu Shiyao immediately confirmed it, and then pushed Jian Ran behind him, his brows turned frosty instantly, his eyes were sharp and piercing, and the small wound on his face was oozing blood, looking fierce and ruthless.

There were five young men standing in front of them, standing loosely. Seeing that the wine bottle didn't hit Jian Ran, they laughed a few times in disappointment. Looking at Shang Yu Shiyao, the exaggerated bravado was immediately revealed. , Seeing this person approaching like a demon, several people immediately got on their motorcycles in a panic, and loudly provocatively warned: "Next time it will not be as simple as throwing a wine bottle! Wait for us!"

Before the off-duty security guards came out, they got on their motorcycles and roared away.

Yu Shiyao had never been so angry before, and it was also the first time he encountered such an unsightly threat, but it happened that he almost hurt Jian Ran right under his nose.

"What are these things? Are you full? I'll call the police for you."

Just as the security guard took out his mobile phone, the aggressive man next to him said, "No, we'll handle it ourselves."

After finishing speaking, Yu Shiyao quickly returned to Jian Ran. He was surrounded by several aunts, who might be neighbors who knew him, and kept asking him if he was okay.

Jian Ran was hugged by Yu Shiyao just now, and she didn't get hurt. The aftermath of the shock made her dizzy and tinnitus.Yu Shiyao's injuries looked more serious. There were wounds on the back of his hands, and the deep places were covered with blood and flesh. It looked very bloody and made people dizzy.

Seeing Jian Ran holding her own hand, her brows were wrinkled together, Yu Shiyao raised his eyebrows, and the anger in his heart was extinguished a lot: "It's not serious, don't worry."

Immediately someone nearby said: "Go to the hospital quickly, there is a lot of blood."

"I'll drive." Chen Yan squeezed out from the crowd - he saw this scene when he went downstairs to pick up people.

When he came over, he pulled Jian Ran behind him, and when he was driving, he said to Jian Ran, "Sit in front."

Yu Shiyao looked at Chen Yan's stiff profile from behind, and the corners of his eyes moved slightly.

Jian Ran handed him the tissue paper on the car, and said, "Wipe it first."

"Jane, fasten your seat belt and don't move around."

When Chen Yan reminded her like this, Jian Ran also realized that something was wrong with Chen Yan, and sat up straight in embarrassment.

From the driver's seat, one could see the soft bulge under his clothes from the corner of the eye. Chen Yan glanced away and hurriedly looked away, clenched his hands unconsciously.

The car soon drove to the hospital where Chen Yan worked. Chen Yan stopped Jian Ran from following up in the consulting room: "Let me have a chat with him alone."

In the consulting room, Yu Shiyao bandaged the doctor with one hand, and held the mobile phone in the other: "Yes, adjust the monitoring, and find all five people, waiting for me to deal with it."

After Chen Yan came in, he put away his mobile phone, his bloodstained fingers vaguely lighting on the table.

"Doctor Xu, borrow your office." Chen Yan nodded politely to his colleague.

The colleague looked at the two of them, stretched his waist, and said, "I'll go out for a drink of water."

When there were only the two of them in the consultation room, Chen Yan took two steps restrainedly, took a deep breath, and said, "Did you instigate what Dr. Yuan said before?"

Yu Shiyao: "Did she tell you?"

Chen Yan had blue veins on his forehead. Considering that there was Jian Ran sitting outside, he put his hand on the table and gritted his teeth: "Why are you!"

Yu Shiyao's expressionless face moved slightly, and Chen Yan grabbed his collar the next second: "Trick him to give birth to you, are you still human?"

Jane sat outside thinking about what happened just now.

It was obvious that he was targeting him, but he couldn't think of where he had offended anyone.

He even thought a little wildly, whether Yu Shiyao's lover could not understand him.

At this time, the door of the consulting room opened and Chen Yan came out from inside. Jian Ran wanted to see how Yu Shiyao was doing, but was stopped by Chen Yan: "Come here."

Chen Yan's gentle face turned a little red, and Jian Ran followed, and the two of them stopped at an empty window. He wanted to explain that this matter had nothing to do with Yu Shiyao, so Chen Yan opened his mouth first, and said, "Yuan The doctor left the country yesterday."

"Huh? Yeah, it's pretty good."

"She told me something."

Listening to Chen Yan's words, Jian Ran probably didn't know how to react, and her expression became more and more blank. Finally, she looked down at the ground and could only see his ridiculous belly hidden by loose clothes.