Red door

It was raining outside the coffee shop, He Yuan tore off the sugar packets one by one, added sugar to the coffee, and said, "Are you interested in writing something for me?"

Seeing his casual appearance, Luo Ye nodded hesitantly.

He Yuan said, "I want you to write me a loser."

"Shall I write my autobiography?"

"No, I just want you, I just want to see a group of silent poor people in the book," He Yuan shook the spoon and began to stir the coffee, "These poor people, they can only die in silence, maybe someone has seen it a few times. Book their autobiography, shed a few tears. I don't know how to say this, but it's a strange comparison, because everyone's sorrows and joys are different. They were brought to the battlefield, and the government told them that it was for the future of the country , for a necessary evil. They gave everything and were enslaved as losers, some had a chance to go home, some would never, ever see home. They could only make a few hoarse groans in their autobiography. They were avenged People in the organization retaliated, and some people died with dignity, but no one knew his justice, and no one knew his courage. They were all silent, and they had no voice in history. I want you to write about such a group of people.”

He Yuan's swaying calf stopped, and Wen Ji said in a soft voice like a lover's whisper: "Actually, he loves you very much, and I love you too."

Luo Ye felt that his muses had been divided into two, one was harsh, sharp and cynical, and the other was soft, calm and tolerant. He Yuan used to have both these two temperaments, but now they are really separated, becoming two totally different people. The same personality, the person he loves is still faintly shining in the opposite skin.

"He Yuan is very kind," Wen Ji said, "He doesn't want you to do useless work. You know, some things cannot be changed once they happen. So I need his heart to harden so that he can live."

Luo Ye asked anxiously: "You know where my Heyuan is, don't you? The one who was around 25 years old, the one who appeared when I was 17 years old, and the one who came to my side during my military training?"

"I'm sorry," Wen Ji shook his head, "For us, we were in high school and then appeared by your side. I don't know anything about my future."

"Then why? You say, you love me? We've never met."

He began to shake his calf rhythmically again, and He Yuan said impatiently: "Is this important? You write your book, or I say you write it."

"My Heyuan would never say such a thing."

"You said you wanted to save me, but where were you? Where were you when I needed you most?"

Luo Ye was stunned, and then he remembered the sentence He Yuan often said to him, "The mirror will simulate my shadow and project it into your world." The next sentence is "The reflection of the mirror is carried out simultaneously, and the mirror will reflect your Everything that happens in time and space is projected into my memory, which I call, a dream."

"Our time is relative, He Yuan." Luo Ye was stunned suddenly, "Our time is relative, the older you appeared when I was young, and as I grow older, your age will get older. I'm getting younger and younger. In your dream, I was the older one?"

He Yuan turned his eyes away, Luo Ye immediately knew that he had guessed right, when He Yuan was young, when he needed him most, he made a promise to him, but he broke his promise.

Because of the mockery of fate, he broke his promise.

"Although I still don't know what I promised you," Luo Yebei No. [-] Middle School was hit by a sense of powerlessness, and he said, "But I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I say I love you, but you are the most helpless I was of no help when I was there."

After He Yuan and Wen Ji muttered for a while, they didn't know which one of them it was, and said, "I don't remember how Borges wrote the original text. He wrote about Abel and Cain. Because of forgetting, there is no sin. You I'm not sorry, I just hope that when everything happens, you must remember your oath and come to save me, please."

Because of this 'please', Luo Ye felt that it might be Wen Ji, but the precise quote was like He Yuan, his He Yuan was precise, beautiful and tolerant, this sentence was his He Yuan speaking.

His He Yuan was the one whose personality merged after being cured in the hospital.

He Yuan's attitude towards him also softened, he lowered his eyes and said in a coquettish tone: "The coffee is very bitter, can you bring me some cake?"

He trusted himself, Luo Ye thought.

Luo Ye gestured to the waiter, and ordered like a middle-class fool, "Miss, please order the biggest cake for me."

The cakes in the coffee shop were not too big, but He Yuan ate them very happily. He said: "One day after my birthday, I told my mother that I wanted to eat a cake, but she didn't agree. Whoever buys me a cake, I will be with him forever."

Then he asked embarrassingly, "Isn't it a little childish?"

"One needs a little innocence to live."

"The mouth is so sweet," He Yuan laughed happily.

Luo Ye lowered his head and asked softly, "Have I been forgiven by you?"

"I don't really like hearing others say I'm sorry." He Yuan winked at him cunningly, "Wen Ji doesn't like it either."

"Then, thank you, thank you for coming back to me."

The rain is pattering down, the floor-to-ceiling windows are full of water droplets, and it will not stop for a while, Luo Ye has gained peace again, his lover is worthy of being loved, now that he is still young, Luo Ye will be silent Come down, ask less questions, keep loving him enough to satisfy him, lest the time in the mirror continue to go backwards.He took it to heart.

smell a certain day in memory

He felt a kind of fear that did not originate from himself. He Yuan began to scream silently in his mind. The pain made him stop thinking, and he protected He Yuan behind him without thinking. , this conversion is only accompanied by brain pain, but for He Yuan, it means finding shelter.

A loud slap hit Wen Ji's face, he turned his head and looked at his nominal father calmly.His father is a vicious man. When he messed with the child, he had a lot of excuses. He would say that he beat the child for the good of the child. Memorize words', but in essence?In essence, he never cared about what the child was doing when he was happy, and greeted others with a smile. Once he got angry at work, or was suddenly ignited like a firecracker, he would turn his head and tease the child. He always had his own reasons .

When Wen Ji's nominal mother was not a housewife, his father was still polite to her. When she changed her job and became a "woman's duty", he became unscrupulous. Every day when he came home, he would lie on the bed and play. Chatting on WeChat with people who don’t know where on the phone, because of a whim, he went to “educate” the child. He never cared about the problem of beating the child, because “the child is not up to date” and he “raises this family”, so his father really So confident, it can be said that he has become a local emperor who can kill him at home.

His mother is strong outside but hardworking, and she is an excellent patient of Stockholm Syndrome.

He Yuan said, "I dare not confront my father."

He was a young man now, powerful from the changes of puberty, and thin though he was, he was not a frail kid, not anymore.

Wen Ji looked coldly at his father, a middle-aged man with gray hair and gradually declining body.He really knew that his father had begun to fear him. Although this fat middle-aged man hadn't realized it yet, he should know that his son would soon surpass him, both mentally and physically.

He was terrified, yet arrogant. He said: "What are you looking at! If you have the ability to use it! Can you chop me up? Come!"

Wen Ji smiled contemptuously: "Perhaps it is due to an ancient character. I disdain force because of my arrogance."

When his father was about to attack him, he deftly avoided it, and provocatively took out his father's wallet from the clothes on the sofa, took out a wad of cash from it, and said, "I'm going to live in school for a few days."

While waiting for the car, he felt his face was cool, and he didn't know when he was crying. He thought maybe He Yuan was crying, and he asked: "There is nothing to cry, you have to learn to fight against him, otherwise if he doesn't know you No matter how strong you are, he will constantly test your bottom line."

He Yuan said: "He said he would save me, he said he would spare no effort to save me."

"He can only tell you fairy tales." Wen Ji said coldly: "He can't do anything, we have to rely on ourselves."

After a while his mother called him crying and said sorry to him, her voice was trembling and choked, He Yuan was very distressed when she heard it, but Wen Ji just found her annoying, "Don't say sorry, okay? You were still on the phone with your sister when he hit me? Got your nails done on Wednesday?"

He Yuan said distressedly: "After you get married, you will even have to squeeze out the money for manicures."

Enduring a headache, Wen Ji continued: "Go to an underground mall to get a 19 yuan manicure. You are really miserable, but you are the one who caused your misery."

When his mother cried and cursed, he stretched his arms as hard as possible to keep her crying away from his ears. She said, "Isn't it because of you that I won't divorce? It's all because of you! I have endured him for so many years. "

"Yeah, but I'm miserable too. I'm extra miserable because you endured it." Wen Ji tilted his head and said, "I never begged you not to get a divorce. The blisters on my feet all went away by myself. Marry for you? I was never born of my own will."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and said to He Yuan: "Be a good person again, and we will be gone forever."