Wildfire Mambo

Awakened by the scorching sunset in the evening in the rented room, Jian Zhuo realized that he seemed to have managed to sleep well, which was the first good sleep since the time when the nightmare repeated.Standing up in a daze and walking to the window sill, Jian Zhuo could see the stomatological hospital covered by layers of ginkgo leaves.This feeling is too familiar, as if those ambiguous and brisk days were reappearing before my eyes.

At that time, he always liked to stand in front of the window at a quarter past six, watching Zhou Shuchen stepping on the shadow of apricot leaves and approaching him.

During these days, he always didn't know how to explain his feelings to Zhou Shuchen. He didn't want to bring Zhou Shuchen any burden other than happiness, because there was not much he could bring to Zhou Shuchen for this relationship.But now, after the thin ice-like hidden conflict was triggered, Jian Zhuo gradually realized after a long period of calm thinking that maybe Zhou Shuchen really wanted to be sincere, and he didn't need to try his best to hide his negative side.

Looking back at Jian Zhuo, I realized that it was like this from the very beginning, because the image he showed in front of Zhou Shuchen was always unseemly, and he always seemed to meet him again in a low place, and Zhou Shuchen fell in love with the complete self, no matter how multi-faceted, Complicated, ugly or beautiful.

They kept a subtle relationship with each other tacitly. During the few days back in Chengdu, they occasionally had a meal together, but Jian Zhuo used the excuse of work to delay returning to their home, which seemed to be subconscious The more nervous Zhou Shuchen was, the more Jian Zhuo felt guilty.

In fact, the words of apology struggled back and forth in the dialog box many times, and in the end Jian Zhuo still didn't press the send button.He shouldn't make the same mistakes again, maybe he should tell Zhou Shuchen his feelings face to face, even if he is late to respond to Zhou Shuchen's request for him.

But Jian Zhuo still overestimated her courage.

He squatted in the shadow outside Zhou Shuchen's office window, staring at the large bouquet of white flowers in his hand with some distress.Why does it look more and more like a funeral?Jian Zhuo remembered the appearance of the florist who was in a hurry to get off work, and realized that this might be a scam.

In fact, he has been squatting on the windowsill for almost 10 minutes.Every time I wanted to rush in, but I was afraid that I would not be able to organize my words well, so I asked him to do squats and squats repeatedly.

Even the dogs barked at him.

He wrinkled his face, furtively wanted to stand up again to see if Zhou Shuchen had returned to the office, but unfortunately his legs told him to go on strike the moment he got up quickly, and the unconscious support was of course unreliable, which made Jian Zhuo He fell forward at once, half of his body was hung in the window, his left hand was still tightly holding the bouquet of flowers, and the stamens full of stars flew all over the sky.

His chest hurt from being hit by the window sill, Jian Zhuo gritted his teeth and slowly opened his eyes, only to find that his field of vision was occupied by white.He raised his head subconsciously, and saw Zhou Shuchen standing in front of his bouquet, drinking water.

Zhou Shuchen probably never thought that Jian Zhuo would appear in such an unexpected way at such an unexpected time, Wei Yang's eyes blinked unexpectedly behind the rim of the cup.

Jian Zhuo felt ashamed, his head was red from the neck to the top of the sky, after much deliberation, he felt that it would be more face-saving to explain that it was a careless mistake, so Jian Zhuo maintained such a funny posture, raised his head and said something to Zhou Shuchen , Hi, Dr. Zhou, I'll pick you up from work.

Jian Zhuo saw Zhou Shuchen raised his eyebrows.He suspected that he heard it wrong, because he seemed to have heard Zhou Shuchen say something to him, and came in to sweep the floor.

Holding the broom and standing on the corpse of the starry sky for a while, Jian Zhuo looked at Zhou Shuchen who was looking down at the X-ray, and called "Brother" with a rare timidity, with a long ending, as if behave in a spoiled manner.

"Are you mad at me?" he said again.

The movements of Zhou Shuchen's hands paused slightly, but soon Jian Zhuo said: "But no matter what, I will not regret my thoughts at that time. I will not listen to you if you do it a thousand times, ten thousand times, I leave all the sorrows to you to share."

Jian Zhuo sat at Zhou Shuchen's table with a broom, leaned slightly, and pressed Zhou Shuchen's forehead: "...but I should let you know what I was thinking at that time."

At that moment, Jian Zhuo suddenly remembered what Zhou Shuchen said to him on that New Year's Eve when they knew each other not long ago, his throat felt astringent, and he repeated Zhou Shuchen's words: "Maybe we can find a way together."

Zhou Shuchen gently closed his eyes and did not speak.

The word "gaffe" seldom appeared in his life. When he was young, he chose to be indifferent to everything. As an adult, he gradually learned to control his emotions, but Jian Zhuo's appearance made him lose control again and again. .

The sense of security and the sense of uneasiness, these two contradictory emotions were given to him by Jian Zhuo.

He returned to Chengdu from Shanghai that day, but when he walked out of the terminal, he only felt infinitely lost.

A beautiful morning light, a rare sunny day in Chengdu.Standing in the soft sunlight, Zhou Shuchen gradually realized that maybe he still couldn't feel any connection with this city.The bridge between him and Chengdu is only Jian Zhuo, any city without Jian Zhuo is the same.

Unlike what Jian Zhuo imagined, he didn't go to the hospital that morning, as if he was a little blind, Zhou Shuchen thought over and over again what Jian Zhuo told him about the golden youth that took root in this city, and then he took the No. 56 bus, I saw my former high school, and also saw the street in Jian Zhuo's memory.

Sitting on the first bus in the morning, Zhou Shuchen suddenly felt that Chengdu was quite like Jian Zhuo, comfortable and free and easy, as if he was always dreaming in the fog.But Jian Zhuo is not like it. Pursuing dreams seems to run counter to staying in Anle Town forever. Maybe Jian Zhuo will go further, maybe Jian Zhuo should never look back.

And what will happen to him at that time, just don't take it to heart, and then smile and say congratulations?Zhou Shuchen couldn't get an answer.

Zhou Shuchen's mobile phone at the table was knocked off by his actions, and Jian Zhuo bent down to pick it up after a while as if recovering, but saw that it was their chat interface.Perhaps Zhou Shuchen was still thinking about this matter before he came, and then he saw the message that Zhou Shuchen had never sent, "Aren't we going to Iceland?", and all the messages that Zhou Shuchen had sent before seemed to be Calm and tolerant, as if showing the tolerance of the elder who took a step back, his eyes turned red when he saw these Jian Zhuo.

The layers of barriers built up by difficulties these days suddenly collapsed at this moment. Jian Zhuo seldom talked about "fear", but he whispered tremblingly at this moment: "Brother, I'm so afraid that you don't want me gone."

The scorching liquid blurred Jian Zhuo's vision, and Jian Zhuo only reached out to hug Zhou Shuchen in the confusion, crying and making everything look ugly: "...Brother, brother, I am with you to give you happiness Yes, because I can't give you anything in return for your kindness to me... What do I have? After I met you, I realized, what do I have? And why do you want to favor me?"

Hot tears soaked into the cloth on Zhou Shuchen's shoulders, Jian Zhuo just hugged Zhou Shuchen tighter reluctantly, sobbing made the passage intermittent, making it extremely difficult: "I've never been in love, but I know I can't let you One of the parties paid unilaterally... But when I don't even have the only symbolic bargaining chip, how can I ask for these loves that shouldn't have come to me?"

Zhou Shuchen stretched out his hand to caress Jian Zhuo's backspoon, and felt the chaotic beating heart in Jian Zhuo's chest. He inhaled lightly, and frowned: "I never think that anyone has to pay more. It's like You will think that I am very good to you, but you should also understand that those things you brought to me are equally irreplaceable."

"You ask me if I'm angry. I really want to, but I can't help it." Zhou Shuchen said, the colorful glass bottles on one side of the wine rack screened the colorful light on Zhou Shuchen's face under the shadow of warm lights, making his amorous light-colored iris It becomes more and more beautiful.Responding to the child's thin hug, and Zhou Shuchen missed such a hug, he stretched out his hand to stroke Jian Zhuo's frizzy hair in a soothing way.The words swirled in his throat, and finally he said: "It is good to make any choice, run forward when you see the direction clearly. What I just want you to know is that no matter what situation you are in, there may not be There is no way to stand shoulder to shoulder with you, but I will always be there when you look back."

Zhou Shuchen took a deep breath, and gently closed his eyes: "I can understand the meaning of dreams to you, but I don't want you to suffer so much. I'm not a person with a long-term vision. I don't want you to get everything at the cost of having to be broken into pieces. .Don't grow up too fast. If you can, I want you to be a happy child forever... I know that it is not easy for you to walk all the way, and you have not tasted more sweetness than others. For a long time I have been Think, so what can I make you up to?"

Zhou Shuchen kissed his wet brow, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly because of his seriousness: "After much deliberation, I have no choice but to be your Charlie, and extend my hand to invite you to live in my chocolate factory."