【Zhou Jia】Out of the Dark

"I don't want to hide too much from you."

In the end, Surya interrupted the two young men to save Indra's dignity.

At this moment, he and Karna were in the small reception room next door. He did not take a seat, and Karna stood silently:

"It's presumptuous to say, but I did get some information from many sources."

"I didn't feel presumptuous."

Karna shook his head, his earrings shaking slightly.He forgot to take his coat when he went out, and the white wool high collar spread all the way to the tip of his chin, looking a little thin:

"I'm not very good at communicating...but is there any meaning to your actions? Please tell me directly."

Surya stared at the young man: The other man's hair had obviously been taken care of. Now, as time went by, the hairstyle was loose, and traces of random growth can still be seen. The whole is transparent and white - his own hair is fair It is golden, and it was a little messy before I learned how to take care of it.The curtains were opened, and the neon lights of the street scene were extremely far away. Here, the lights replaced the stars and the moon, pouring down on the two of them like years of water.

Screens, files, photos.Compared with real people, the touches brought are negligible.Su Liye never pretended to be false, but his emotions were so dull, tenderness was a choice, equality was nature - but in an instant, self-blame and regret came alive from the heart.

The heaviness was so great that he almost lost his tone before speaking:

"Sit down first, I want to see your earrings."

Karna stared at him, did not hide his observation of the other party's gaffe, but sat down obediently, took off the earring and handed it over.

Suliye untied his own and held both of them in his hand, with lowered brows and eyes, unable to see his expression clearly.

"It may be difficult for you to accept..." The man covered half of his face as if avoiding it. He was well-proportioned. At this moment, his middle and index fingers rested on the bridge of his nose, and he tapped lightly with a little tension. Finally, he took a deep breath and turned his face away. looked up at him:

"We may, in some way, be related by blood."

"...?"

"The earrings you wore since you were a child should have belonged to the same pair as me. They are unique."

Karna pondered for a moment and then said, "Do I still have relatives alive?"

"……Probably."

"I would be quite, quite shocked if it were true. Please tell me more."

"If you want to know carefully." Suliye crossed his legs and pressed his fingers together:

"You were transferred to the orphanage where you lived when you were about two years old. You had already lived in the shelter for a period of time. At this time, about a year ago, because of family circumstances, I joined the immediate clan."

"There, I cemented where I am now. So I looked at them as credible people. At the end of the succession dinner, I did meet."

"However, I got word the next day that the lady had already left. I have only had one earring since the dinner."

"I'm so sorry, but you look...a lot like me."

There was a long silence between the two, and the chords of chords hung in the air.

When Karna spoke, he made no secret of his surprise and shock:

"Mr. Surya. I don't have anything worth using."

"No." Suliye interrupted hastily: "I definitely have no intention of using it."

"My statement was wrong." Karna pressed the sweater collar: "I am willing to believe you. After all, I have nothing worth using."

"...What?" The man was leaning back on the seat, but suddenly raised his head at this moment.

"It's too abrupt, does it bother you?"

"Of course not, I'm really glad—"

"'The Wisdom of the Poor', I don't know if you have heard of it. Let this fault be attributed to it."

"For your past and present, it is largely caused by my negligence. Karna, even if this is the case, are you willing to trust me?"

"Mr. Surya, you don't need to feel sorry." Karna leaned over to pour water for himself, raised the kettle as a signal, and put it down after getting no response:

"It didn't hurt me in the past, and now it's my own choice. You are willing to recognize me, and I am already very grateful for this luck."

Surya was stunned for a moment.To others, his years were a series of sad foggy seasons, dark skies of dusk and gloom.However, the sun——is still burning vigorously and beautifully on its own, how magnificent it is.

"Compared to 'Mr. Surya', I'm actually—" His kid was a fighter who never backed down, and there's nothing more delightful:

"No, it's an unreasonable request. It's fine if you want it—anything you want it to be."

"Father."

The storm died down.What time gives, time will wipe away.

In the room that separated the two rooms, Suliye and his son left.

Indra lost his worries and took out his cigarette case.Click it and then push it.

The cigarette case is then pushed back as it is.Arjuna raised his own and swaggered - it was a different brand, a little more choked than his.

"Aren't you going to sing?" Indra reasonably suspected that he would be choked: "Be careful to smoke your throat."

"Thank you for your concern." Arjuna didn't smoke, but put it aside.

"I have something to ask you."

"Please speak."

"Compared with family members, do you value other relationships more? For example—the kind between you and Karna." The man exhaled smoke rings, his tone casual.

"This cannot be equal." Arjuna paused.To be honest, he's already a little bit reluctant - no matter what, family, relatives and friends, he tries his best to play the perfect role.

People who love their brothers and are loved by their brothers; those who love their parents and are loved by their parents are not good at dealing with gridlock.

"Will you be unwilling?" Indra looked at him, and the man's eyes were like darts and measuring sticks, examining him closely:

"I am not reconciled to being a successful person first, and then my son."

"Father, I approve of reasonable and moral success."

"Is it reasonable and moral?" Indra smiled, and he stubbed out the remaining half of his cigarette.Turn around and open the window to let the air flood into the room:

"I was surprised at your sudden resistance. But—"

"You grew up better than me."

When the last two young men persuaded Surya, who had the unrealistic idea of ​​"visiting the class with great fanfare the next day", to go back to Indra's car, the night was already dark.They tacitly did not drive away, but walked around to the garden behind the hotel.

"Do you want to say something?" Arjuna broke the silence.

"Huh?" Karna was short and confused: "I thought you were just digesting food."

"I look...forget it."

"What do you want to hear?"

"About Surya, the conversation, or this dinner. There's always something to say."

"Not at all." Karna's eyes, illuminated by the floor lamp, turned blue from the roots of the lower eyelashes, not like a lake, but like an ocean:

"Others, there are."

"Ok?"

"I am so lucky to have known you."

"...Karna." Arjuna's throat was dry, throbbing like sand.He understands that this has nothing to do with smoking too much, it is just the embodiment of pure and intense love, hate and pain: it is a spell that is about to awaken the vaguely pure memories and make the sensitive nerves indulge in the unspeakable time.But he must pour out:

"Has anyone ever told you? Are your eyes blue or green?"

"I think you're the first... No, wait a minute."

He saw Karna's beautiful eyes widen.It's amazing, Arjuna thought: even in the darkness, the red marks are so obvious.It seems to be bright with pearls, expressing soft but sharp emotions.

"So that's how it is, that's how it is...that's how it is."

In the empty dark night, towards the sky filled with stars and moons, towards the insects' rustling, towards the footpath, towards the past and the future, towards all the unknown and the known, towards the people in front of them—their eyes meet and open to each other heart.

Then, the past was happy because there were encounters.I am happy now because I am still in love.The future is also happy, because their contradictions are so harmonious.

At the same time, the old fathers in the car also reached a consensus: the next time they come to visit the class, they will drive Surya's car away when they go back.

"Thank you, if you don't remind me, I will indeed forget." Suliye said sincerely.

"...you're the kind of guy who gets huge parking bills."

"I'm thinking about other things for now."

"what?"

"Do you want to acquire an entertainment company? I don't have much experience in this. What kind of specifications should I choose?"

"I understand." Indra looked at him with delicate eyes:

"You're the type to spoil a child."