Seagull

Chang Ze returned to his previous work routine, every day at the hospital-home at [-]:[-] and [-] line, occasionally went out for a drink with friends, harassed Zhang Lan from time to time, said a few words if he didn’t respond, and said a few more words if he responded, Chang Ze was blind With confidence, he won Zhang Lan within a month.

Today, Chang Ze followed his parents to visit the alleys, and watched the Spring Festival Gala with his parents after the New Year's Eve dinner. He really couldn't accept the colorful dance at the beginning, so he decided to withdraw first.He thought that Zhang Lan was still busy, so he lay on the bed bored and clicked on his circle of friends.Lin Fei posted several photos of him and Rose together to celebrate their first day in love, wrote a lot of his mental journey since chasing someone, and finally shouted at his ex-boyfriend; Family portrait; as always, Chen Nan sent a group photo of the family of four, accompanied by a short paragraph, which sums up the meaning of not giving up and not abandoning; there are also New Year wishes and New Year blessings sent by others... Chang Ze liked it when he saw it , he flipped through it casually, and the page scrolling speed was very fast.Suddenly he clicked and stopped the page. It was Zhang Cen's circle of friends posted half an hour ago.There are three pictures in total, Chang Ze clicked on the big picture, the first one is a group photo of the siblings and Wang Zai, and the second one is a single photo of Zhang Lan holding Wang Zai.Zhang Lan looked a little nervous, very tense, and his eyes were a little cramped. It looked the same as the first photo, and Chang Ze wondered if Zhang Cen picked it out from the first photo.Chang Ze swiped to the right, paused for three seconds, and decisively saved him in the photo album and set it as a screen saver.The third photo is also a solo photo of Zhang Lan, which seems to be taken secretly, but the picture is very clear.He only showed half of his profile, squatting in front of Wangzai in a red sweater, holding one of Wangzai's front paws with one hand, and stroking its back with the other hand.Wang Zai was wearing the little red dress bought by Changze, and Zhang Lan's hands on it looked like they were made of white jade.The background is blurry, but the light yellow light makes this scene very lovely.Chang Ze looked at it a dozen times, but it was not enough, so he clicked twice to enlarge the picture, and moved the picture to Zhang Lan's face.Only then did he realize that Zhang Lan had a smile on his face, revealing the same style of dimple as Zhang Cen, and he immediately felt like a teenager.so cute!Really like!Chang Ze couldn't find any other words to describe his mental activities.

It's been a long time since Zhang Lan smiled at him, not to mention his little dimple.Chang Ze couldn't help but think of the first time he saw this pair of little dimples, which was also the first time they met.At that time, he helped Xiao Wu next door to work for a day. After the whole day, there was only one old lady with a stiff neck. He was about to pack up and leave work when he heard someone yelling to wait.

The young man ran out of breath, held the door frame and said to Chang Ze: "Wait, doctor, there is another patient, please go after you are finished." Before Chang Ze could respond, he ran away again.

Chang Ze put down his phone and sat back on the chair, and saw the young man walking slowly over with a boy of about the same size with his hands on his hips behind his back.The man kept his head down, sat on the sick seat without speaking, and just handed over the medical card.Chang Ze inserted the card and saw "Zhang Lan" written on the name column.

Chang Ze: "Zhang Lan, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Lan raised his head: "The waist flashed."

Chang Ze felt itchy when he saw his face, but he still looked like a professional doctor and asked about the cause of the injury.

Zhang Lan: "Moving things, it's here."

Chang Ze: "Pick up the clothes and let me have a look."

Zhang Lan instinctively wanted to resist, but the young man had already done it for him, so he had no choice but to put down the hand on his waist.

Zhang Lan's skin is very fair, and it looks delicate, and it must be smooth to the touch.Chang Ze rubbed his hands to make sure his hands were warm, and pressed them lightly, as if pressing and touching, and asked "Does it hurt?" Chang Ze moved his hands from Zhang Lan's waist to the spine, and he could clearly feel the pain. Feel its indentation clearly, extending into the waistband of the trousers.He couldn't help it, and lingered, until he realized that Zhang Lan was hiding slightly uncomfortably, with goosebumps on his waist, and then he felt that he had gone too far, and quickly put down his hands to see a doctor seriously.

"Doctor, is it not serious? Can it be cured? There are no sequelae, right?" The young man had a bunch of questions.

After Chang Ze made sure that he was just an ordinary flashback and didn't hurt his bones, he typed a few lines on the computer, pushed out the card and handed it to Zhang Lan: "It's not serious, rest more, and heal on its own. Apply local hot compresses, spray some Yunnan Baiyao is fine. But you have to pay attention in normal times, exercise moderately but not strenuously, and be careful not to get up suddenly when you bend down to pick up things. Go and get the medicine.”

The young man took the card in Zhang Lan's hand and said, "Alan, sit here with the doctor for a while, and I'll come to you when I'm done. The doctor told you to rest more, so don't run away, it's quite empty." No mess." Looking at Chang Ze again, he begged him: "Doctor, can you sit down a little longer? Help me take care of Alan." Finally, he bowed to him.

Chang Ze would not leave either emotionally or rationally: "Of course, you can go at ease."

Chang Ze also wanted to talk more, have more exchanges with him, and stay with him for a while, but Zhang Lan obviously didn't want to.When the young man walked out the door, Zhang Lan was about to get up.He supported the table, put his weight on the table, stood up, everything was fine, and his movements were very neat, but it seemed that his center of gravity had not returned when he walked, and his body was shaking. He wanted to grab the table again, but he was powerless Seeing that he was about to fall, Chang Ze, who had been watching him, helped him up: "You'd better sit An Sheng. Don't hurt your waist anymore." Chang Ze let go of Zhang Lan when he saw that Zhang Lan was standing still.

Zhang Lan shook his head: "No, I will pay attention. You get off work." He seemed to think of Chang Ze's actions just now, smiled at him gratefully, and left.

Zhang Lan left just like that, but his vortex had already left an imprint on Chang Ze's heart, which would never go away.

Chang Ze once thought that he could only slowly digest his heartbeat at ease, and after digesting it, Zhang Lan disappeared. After all, he knew nothing but his name and age.Until he met Zhang Lan in a coffee shop again and found out that he was working here.He enthusiastically cared about the condition of his waist, Zhang Lan's attitude was still indifferent, even though he recognized who Chang Ze was, she dismissed him with a few words.Chang Ze was not annoyed, and created a series of "coincidences".Slowly, he mastered Zhang Lan's timetable; slowly, he found that Zhang Lan talked a little more; slowly, he found that Zhang Lan smiled more.Then, he and Zhang Lan were together.Although Zhang Lan still doesn't talk much, and sometimes hates people, Chang Ze knows his affection.They held hands for the first time, kissed for the first time, and had the first deep contact at his house.Then, Zhang Lan proposed to break up without even giving an omen.

The timing of Zhang Lan's choice to break up was too wrong. This should have been a time of deep affection.

This makes Chang Ze sometimes wonder if he is not capable enough?But it shouldn't be, Chang Ze recalled his own performance and Zhang Lan's reaction that night, and told himself that Zhang Lan was quite satisfied with this love experience.He couldn't find what was wrong with him, so he attributed this failure to Zhang Lan's irresponsibility and playing with his feelings.

Chang Ze and Chen Nan complained and warned him to learn from his own experience and lessons, and even wanted to lead by example, but the moment he saw Zhang Lan again, Chang Ze knew he couldn't do it.

He doesn't know what's so good about Zhang Lan, but he just likes it for no reason.

He thought of countless memories with Zhang Lan, and wanted to see Zhang Lan's heart grow wildly like a bamboo shoot when it encountered a little rain.His fingers moved as he wished, and he sent a video call to Zhang Lan.

Listening to the familiar waiting ringtone, Chang Ze suddenly felt a little regretful, feeling impulsive.Fortunately, there were few rings, and Zhang Lan answered it.

In the picture, Zhang Lan is in his room, connected to the video without speaking, just staring at the screen, everything seems normal, but Zhang Lan's wooden eyes betrayed him.Zhang Lan's face was slightly red, her eyes were half-closed, she shook her head, and rested her chin on one hand.

"Have you been drinking?" Chang Ze guessed.

"Chinese New Year, happy..." Zhang Lan seemed to have poor signal reception, and it took him a long time to reply.

Chang Ze didn't see that he was happy, maybe he was drunk and talking nonsense.

"Then do you miss me?" Chang Ze felt that there was no reason not to take advantage, and while he was drunk, he asked him to say something that he would not normally say when he was beaten to death.

"I think, I miss you so much..."

Chang Ze grinned when he heard that, he didn't expect Zhang Lan's love for him to be so deep, but Zhang Lan added the second half of the sentence.

"Mom, I miss you so much. I'm going to see a doctor...he pushed me... fell into a pit...I hurt so bad...you wait for me..." Chang Ze didn't understand what Zhang Lan was saying intermittently.But seeing Zhang Lan's eyes filled with tears, he was heartbroken, and he didn't care if he made it clear or not."

"Alan, don't cry..." The non-painful verbal comfort was obviously of no use, and Chang Ze wished he could go beside him.

"Mom, they're here...I'm afraid...I'm afraid they don't like me, I'm afraid they hate me. Mom, what if he doesn't like me..." Zhang Lan's tears were already streaming down his eyes.

"Alan, don't be afraid! Alan is so good, no one doesn't like you. They don't like you, and I like you." Chang Ze thought it was only in his lifetime, and he never thought about what Zhang Lan would be afraid of.

"Mom, tell me what should I do..."

"Baby, as long as you don't cry, you can do whatever you want." Chang Ze could only follow him.

"But my sister doesn't... She said you don't want to... And she told me... I don't want to go to him..." Zhang Lan looked like a scolded child, with a grievance on his face.

Chang Ze asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"I can't let go, I must find him!" Zhang Lan wiped away her tears, looking extremely determined.

"Who do you want to find? Let me find it for you." Seeing that Zhang Lan didn't answer, Chang Ze became curious.

"I found it! I found him..." Zhang Lan stopped talking, as if she was exhausted after a burst of crying, lying on the table and only sobbing occasionally.

"Alan..." Chang Ze felt that Zhang Lan had calmed down a little, and the wine had also sobered up.

"Huh?" Zhang Lan raised his head.

"Do you know who I am?"

"...It's Chang Ze."

Finally stopped calling "Mom", and finally stopped crying, Chang Ze heaved a sigh of relief.

"Alan, do you miss me?" Chang Ze wanted to divert his attention, and asked again with selfishness.

"...Think." Zhang Lan nodded.

Chang Ze was afraid that there would be a follow-up, so he didn't answer the call right away. After hearing that he didn't speak any more, he wanted to make sure that he wasn't thinking about other people.

"Tell me, who do you miss?" He guided Zhang Lan.

"I miss Changze." Zhang Lan looked at the screen, blinked, and the teardrops still glistened on his eyelashes, which made Changze excited.

Chang Ze: "I miss you too, baby. Then what if you miss me?"

Zhang Lan didn't seem to understand the question, but also seemed to understand, just repeated the words just now: "Miss you."

"Then you see me now, do you want to kiss me?" Chang Ze pushed even further.

This time Zhang Lan took longer to react, and Chang Ze waited patiently. He could hear the continuous sound of firecrackers over there; he could see the brilliant light of some high-rise fireworks reflected on Zhang Lan's face through the window; I also heard the Spring Festival Gala song "Unforgettable Tonight" coming from the TV downstairs in my house.

Finally, Zhang Lan moved. He brought the phone closer and moved his head closer, so that his mouth was reflected on Chang Ze's face.Chang Ze could only see his forehead and broken hair up close, but he could imagine his actions.It just seems that the position of the kiss is not right, just close to the screen for a second, the video call is over.

But Chang Ze still feels satisfied. He has never seen Zhang Lan answering his questions and obeying his words. He is so cute and cute. Show it off.

The next day, Chang Ze didn't mention his mother's affairs, but half-truthfully said that Zhang Lan was crying because he thought about it.Zhang Lan didn't admit it, but instead accused Chang Ze of drinking too much and suffering from hysteria, which made Chang Ze very regretful that he didn't record a sound as evidence.Zhang Lan was annoyed, and rejected Chang Ze's online chat, voice call, and meeting after school.

Chang Ze didn't give up, even swiping hundreds of messages a day failed to save Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan only replied, "Send another blackout."

Chang Ze stopped resentfully, and only kept one message with a limit of 10 characters per day.