Escape

"Can you not go?"

Even if the answer is something we all know, I can't help but say it.

Gu Zhenyu was sitting next to me, I was lying on my side with my back to him, and in front of me was the turquoise glass window reflecting his figure.He didn't respond to me, and maybe he hasn't moved for a long time.

After a while, I heard the sound of him putting his phone back on the bedside table, and the sound of picking up his clothes and putting them on indiscriminately.

"I'll be back soon."

Then, a kiss landed on my shoulder.Maybe it was because I was sober, I suddenly felt very awkward, so I pulled the quilt up to cover my shoulders.

He ignored my movements and hurriedly started packing his bags.In the reflection of the glass, he has a figure that is out of proportion to mortals, and sometimes I can't believe that he is the one who is entangled with me.After a while, he had already put on the police uniform, and his body and demeanor declared his special identity.His every move attracts others, but rejects them thousands of miles away.

He never mentioned work in front of me, not even commented or complained.

I know he doesn't want me involved.

It's tough being an outsider, and it's even tougher than being an outsider after a skin-to-skin relationship.

With a bang, the door was closed, and I was completely withdrawn from my thoughts.

I got up from the bed, walked to the window, and watched Lu Zhenyu walk to the gate.The moment he opened the door, he looked back at me as expected, but my body turned aside involuntarily, hiding behind the curtain so that I could not see him at all.

This is a summer night with the most noisy insects, the most fragile human feelings, and the most ambiguous moonlight.

I turned around again and he was gone.

His eyes were fixed on the half pack of cigarettes on the windowsill.

It might really be night disturbance, so I took out a cigarette from the box, followed Lu Zhenyu's example, and lit it with a lighter.

There was no smell at first when the sparks came out, so I dared to put it in my mouth and took a small sip.Like all first-time smokers, I was choked by unfamiliar smoke particles, and I leaned on the window to cough until stars appeared before my eyes.The next few mouthfuls didn't spare my lungs either.

When did he first smoke?Who did you smoke with?Have you ever coughed like this?What is he smoking for?

Questions started to pop up in my heart, and I started to regret why I never asked these questions before.

I only think that smoking is harmful and smells bad, like a doctor who dislikes infectious diseases but never sympathizes with patients.That being said, I'm really a selfish person.

I stared at the door, enjoying the painful feeling of a stick in my throat.

One cigarette burns out and I light another.

When I smoked the third cigarette, the smell of the smoke was not so choking.I collapsed on the bed, admiring the chipped paint on the ceiling.There was no sign of trouble outside the door. It seemed that I was the only one left in the world, lying on the bed bathed in smoke.

The smell of smoke is the same as the tip of his tongue, and the smoke was conceived into a human shape, with his body odor and weight on me again, I closed my eyes, and the midnight movie just now was played again.

The impulsive fire is like a resurgence, but this time I can only extinguish it with my own hands.

In this way, I spent a few days in a drunken dream, and I went back to school.I thought that Wu Jing would deliberately avoid me because of her escape last time, but when she saw me, she still took the initiative to approach me.

"You said go back and think about it, have you reached a conclusion?"

I was so dazed I couldn't even look her in the eye.Seeing this, several male faculty members next to him booed impatiently.

"Wu Jing is such a nice girl, so don't be shy. Could it be that you have another sweetheart?"

I was stunned - my sweetheart?It seems that there is such a person who makes people dream, makes people toss and turn, who can bring people to nirvana and rebirth with a glance and a word, but who can never be taken to heart, what is he?

"No, I don't have another sweetheart."

Looking up, I saw Wu Jing's expression clearly.She had the same grin she had when she was 18 and received my birthday present.

I seem to understand a lot, why she didn't promise any suitors, why she is so concerned about my love life, why she sent me roses on Valentine's Day.

She abandoned 26 years of youthfulness and walked with me for eight years.

With her, I can neither get safety nor fear, but she can give me a sense of ease on the way home and peace of mind at anchor.

"I've figured it out," I looked into her eyes seriously, "stay with me."

Love should be a happy thing.

I think she can give me happiness.

A whole week has passed since the day Gu Zhenyu left.I'm starting to worry about his safety and I'm going to the police station to find out.

When the door was opened, a police car drove up and stopped in front of the door.

The first person to get out of the car was a graceful female police officer, but a tall and strong man was leaning on her.Only by the dim street lights, I can also recognize this is Gu Zhenyu.

"Is this Lu Zhenyu's house?"

The female police officer supported Lu Zhenyu and came to me to ask. He smelled very strong of alcohol, as if he had been soaked in a wine jar for a week.But the female police officer beside him was extraordinarily sober, and the beautiful makeup on her face was as clean as the first time.

"Yes, why did he..."

The female police officer didn't listen to me, and directly helped her into the gate.I closed the door and ran behind them to ask questions.

"Do you need help?"

"No need, are you?" The female police officer looked at me warily.

"I'm his friend and live with him."

"Oh. Where's his bedroom?"

"Here."

I led her into Gu Zhenyu's bedroom, and suddenly realized that the bedroom hadn't been tidied up yet.But she didn't seem to think so much, and directly helped Lu Zhenyu to the bed.

Lu Zhenyu was so drunk that he hugged the female police officer without any scruples in front of me, causing her to laugh and exclaim.

I wanted to go forward to help her push Lu Zhenyu away, but she just took off her police cap and threw it on the bed, then shyly hugged Gu Zhenyu back.The couple in front of them looked very much like a couple in the movie. The same police uniform and intimate movements perfectly interpreted the meaning of the word "class match".

"It's okay, I'm his girlfriend."

Before I could react to what she said, she started to unbutton Gu Zhenyu's clothes.

"You can go out and close the door."

Her tone reminds me of the female instructor in our class during the freshman military training.

"Ah good……"

I leaned on the wall to get to the door and accidentally bumped into the open door.I ran out in a panic and closed the door obediently by the way.

That was the second time I escaped from his room.

Escaping outside, I found a police ID on the ground.I picked it up and saw that it belonged to the female police officer. Her name was Zheng Xiaoyu.In the photo, she looks quite like a flower of Gaoling, and she is completely different from the woman from just now.

This reminds me that not long ago, I accidentally saw Lu Zhenyu's police officer ID.

His photo is very ugly, with a straight face, showing a calm look that does not belong to him.If it weren't for the uniform on his body, no one would doubt that it was a prison photo of a prisoner.

"Why don't you smile when you take pictures?" I asked casually.

"You are not allowed to laugh when you take a photo of a police officer's ID card."

"Why?" I asked.

He was flipping the book in his hand, and the pages creased and made a crisp sound, as if something was broken.

"If we are unfortunately sacrificed, this photo may become our posthumous photo at any time."

When he said this, Gu Guyu appeared indifferent on the surface.

I am not surprised by this either.

When Gu Zhenyu decided to do this business, he must have known this better than I did—they were betting their lives on the peace of the world and the safety of everyone.

At that time, I also began to ask myself, for a person who can easily let go of life and death, what else can't let go?

Just like the truth I uttered when I was drunk, how can a person who can defeat thousands of troops and iron walls, a swan that will never be trapped, be trapped by me?

Who is overreaching.