fish under ice

On the second day, Shi Yi and Gu Mian made an appointment to meet at the cafe.

When Gu Mian arrived, Shi Yi had already arrived for a while.There was a cup of mocha on the round table, and Shi Yi was reading with his head down.He was wearing a smoky gray coat today, with a white cashmere sweater inside, and the scarf he took off was folded and placed on his knees.His habit of reading is still the same, turning the pages of the book with his left hand, he can't hear things in his ears, and he is quite distracted.

"Shi Yi." Gu Mian laughed and said, "You came so early?"

"No, I just arrived. What do you drink?"

"American style."

While Shi Yi was ordering, Gu Mian flipped through the book he was reading, "I didn't order this book? Did you bring it back to England?"

"Well. If you want to see it, you can borrow it."

"I'm afraid it won't work." Gu Mian looked at Shi Yi, "I'm going back to Beijing in two days."

"...Oh." Shi Yi said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, you came to find me, but I couldn't accompany you."

Gu Mian looked straight at Shi Yi.Shi Yi seems to be different from when he was in college.When he was in college, he was like an invisible man, taciturn, hardly talking to people, and described as timid.Gu Mian thought at the time that he might have suffered a lot in the past.

It was also a coincidence that he was assigned to Shi Yi's dormitory.He was studying Chinese language and literature at the time, and took Shi Yi to a children's literature class.After that, Shi Yi often accompanied him to class. He sat in the classroom playing with his mobile phone, and Shi Yi picked up a pen to take notes.

He inevitably became a little sentimental, because he became best friends with the withdrawn and sensitive Shi Yi.

"Brother." Gu Mian actually rarely called him brother, unless there was something to ask for, "Please, think again."

Shi Yi stirred the coffee with a slender spoon, but still smiled and refused: "No."

Gu Mian suddenly had an urgent question in his heart and wanted to blurt it out, but he swallowed it alone.

He smiled, with a rare vigor on his face, like a frizzy child, "Forget it." He turned to ask: "You and Zhong... Zhong Jun are the same, are you okay?"

Shi Yi smiled, but this one was different from the many light smiles just now, the thick sweetness rippled in his eyes, bright and vivid.Gu Mian only heard a short but firm word "um".

"Brother, have you liked him for a long time?" Gu Mian asked.

Isn't Shi Yi good at rejecting people? See if he rejects himself, isn't he proficient and decisive?

Shi Yi pursed his lips, as if recalling: "Yeah. I liked it quite a long time ago."

"But why didn't you go to him when you were in college? After working for several years, why didn't you go to him?"

Shi Yi now recalls that his mood at that time was no longer bitter, but a bit of melancholy that had gone through thousands of sails, like the lonely tenderness after labor pain.

"I thought at the time that he and I only had an embarrassing beginning and an indifferent process. There would be no ending, so there was no way to talk about the story. I have accepted my fate. Without him, I can indeed live my life in a mediocre way. But I didn't expect," Shi Yi smiled, "I didn't expect him to be willing to give me a surprise in life. This marriage is the first derailment in my life, Gu Mian, do you understand how I feel?"

Gu Mian thought about it seriously for a while, but he had never really loved anyone, never been truly crazy, he only got a glimpse of it, and could not see the whole picture.He finally said: "You are very happy. I am also very happy. Shi Yi, you may not know that when we were in college, I often worried that you were not happy."

Shi Yi was stunned for a moment, and thanked gently: "Thank you, Gu Mian."

Gu Mian raised his head and drank the coffee, looking a little rude, "We are still good friends, right? If you have children's books or other things, you can come to me."

"Thank you, Gu Mian." Shi Yi's eyes curved up like a cold gray crescent.

Gu Mian left, and January also slipped away very quickly, leaving only a short tail, which was held by people.New Year is coming soon.

Shi Yi and Song Yuanrong prepared the New Year's goods together, bought a lot of roasted seeds and nuts and snacks, piled them in the cabinet in bags, and started buying new clothes.

Song Yuanrong walked beside Shi Yi with a handbag in his hand, seeing Shi Yi's gentle eyebrows, wondering whether he should say this bad thing or not.In the end, she still couldn't help it: "When I was young, your mother said some crazy things to me, did she tell you?"

Shi Yi said "hmm", "I said so."

Song Yuanrong became annoyed for no reason, why did the child keep it in his heart after being wronged?That crazy woman didn't know how much anger she had given to her stepson.Poor thing, it might be his vicious stepmother who is so thin!

"Then you don't tell us? Are you alone?"

Shi Yi was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Song Yuanrong to stand up for him, his heart warmed, and he said with a smile: "I don't care about it anymore, let me tell you, didn't I make you unhappy for nothing?"

this child.Song Yuanrong thought to herself, if she didn't help him, she might be bullied into something.

"I mean, don't let Juntong know. The two of us will just deal with it, no, I'll settle it. "

Shi Yi blinked blankly: "Mom, don't bother. I just ignore it."

Song Yuanrong grabbed his wrist resentfully, "Forget it, don't worry about it, let's go shopping first."

When he returned home with big bags and small bags, Shi Yi sent a message to Zhong Juntong: "I bought your favorite chestnut cake, come back tonight for supper. Would you like to have another bowl of small wontons?"

Zhong Juntong quickly replied: "I'm going to have a small gathering with my friends today. I won't be coming back for dinner. I'll be back later." After speaking, he sent the location.

Shi Yi smiled and thought, why, he didn't check the post.He took out the marinated teriyaki chicken thigh from the refrigerator, put it in the oven to turn it cooked, and boiled the green vegetables and broccoli, cracked a poached egg, and put it on the snow-white rice, and finally poured a little sauce on it , the sauce is rich, the chicken is tender, and it tastes very satisfying.

He washed the dishes, took the book into the study, and continued to revise his manuscript.

Recently, he has clearly felt that his brushstrokes are different from those in the past, becoming gentler, fresher, bolder and childlike.When he thought about it, it could only be attributed to the fact that his dry pen was enriched by love.

At eight o'clock in the evening, he received a call from Zhong Juntong, but the caller was not Zhong Juntong, but a young man: "Hi, is this Brother Shi Yi? Zhong Juntong had some wine, can you come and pick him up?" ?”

Shi Yi immediately put on his coat, put his mobile phone and wallet in his pocket, and went out.He took a taxi to where Zhong Juntong was located, and arrived at a villa near the lake.The cold wind at night made his teeth chatter. He wrapped his head and face tightly with a scarf, and only his eyes could be vaguely seen among his facial features.

The door of the villa was open, and a tall and thin young man came out to pick him up, and said with a smile, "Siblings? Is Jun Tong in there?"

Shi Yi's ears were burning from the words "brother and sister", and he followed into the room with a dull head. He saw Zhong Juntong sitting on the sofa with a few strands of hair covering his eyes, his tie was untied, and his shirt was also crumpled.The men next to him called him younger brother or sister-in-law, and he was so ashamed that he didn't know what to say, so he could only say hello to you.Before he finished speaking, Zhong Juntong grabbed his wrist and dragged him into his arms.

Shi Yi was taken aback, thinking that Zhong Juntong, who was drunk, had no sense of restraint and wanted to do some unruly things in front of everyone.In the end, Zhong Juntong just dragged him into his arms and hugged him tightly, rubbing his hard chin on the top of Shi Yi's soft hair, rubbing against each other, like a big dog coquettish.

"Pfft." The people around covered their mouths and laughed.

They had never seen Zhong Juntong like this before.

Shi Yi said softly, "Juntong, shall we go back?"

"Why don't you fill him with a bowl of hangover soup first, and then go back after waking up?"

Shi Yi looked at Zhong Juntong who was blushing, and could only nod his head.

With the help of several friends, he carried Zhong Juntong up to the second floor. After entering the room, his friend left, and Shi Yi heaved a sigh of relief.Just as he was about to turn around and go to borrow the kitchen to make hangover soup, he was roughly dragged back by a strong grab on his wrist.

The hair on Shi Yi's back stood on end.It's not that he doesn't know how crazy the drunk Zhong Juntong is.

Half apprehensive and half frightened, he raised his eyes to Zhong Juntong's open eyes. The emotion in his eyes under the chandelier was so cold that it was almost nothingness, like a lake that no one set foot in late at night in winter.His pupils rotated slowly, and when they were fixed on the time he caught, there was a smile in his eyes, which was glowing brightly and enthusiastically.

Shi Yi saw Zhong Juntong slowly bring his hand to his lips, and kissed him very lightly and quickly. While looking at him, he gently rubbed his cheek against Shi Yi's cool hand and the back of his hand. Hukou, lingering and infatuated.

Shi Yi's heart beat too fast.He was at a loss for Zhong Jun's sincere love like a boy after drinking, and he accepted it rashly, thinking it was too frivolous, but not accepting it, and went against his heart.His stomach is twitching slightly now, as if hiding a butterfly.

"Shi Yi," Zhong Juntong called him softly, his voice still a little hoarse, "I love you so much."

During this period of time, he has said the word love over and over again. I don't know tens of thousands of times.Is Shi Yi tired of hearing it?

Shi Yi leaned over and kissed Zhong Juntong's wine-smelling lips, "I love you too, Juntong. It's so strange, there will always be a moment that makes me love you more than the last moment."