collection of short stories

should be within the range.

Before he could think about it carefully, Zhou Rongyu sent another message. "Can we have an interview?"

Perhaps because he was moved by the other party's "one person", Xiao Chen finally nodded.The two made an appointment tomorrow morning to meet directly at home, which happened to be a Saturday.Xiao Chen thought, if all goes well, he can prepare the contract for lease after reading it.Then he realized that he was going to see Zhou Rongyu again tomorrow.

He couldn't help touching his heart, not knowing whether it was infatuation, confusion, or despair.He once thought that after the breakup meal, he would never have any contact with that person, but in just three years, he had the opportunity to meet again.

Xiao Chen made up the bed, lay down on it and stretched, and then ended the pleasantries with his old friends.That night, he had a long-lost dream.

In the dream, he and Zhou Rongyu rode side by side on a bicycle that seemed familiar.There is a warm wind blowing in front of me, and I feel very comfortable.Xiao Chen smiled, straightened up on the car, looked at Zhou Rongyu beside him and jokingly said, "I'm looking down at you now."

Then he woke up suddenly.He remembered this sentence so clearly that he felt his heart wrinkle again, and even ache a little.The dream was some kind of psychological hint, and Xiao Chen immediately realized that it wasn't just a reflection that Zhou Rongyu was taller than him, so he couldn't look down or even look at him at ordinary times...

He changed positions and closed his eyes again.

I have been looking up to you.

Always.

When the doorbell rang, Xiao Chen was drinking porridge with a spoon in his mouth.He walked over to open the door, and saw the visitor showing him a standard smile that was the same as in his memory.

"Long time no see, Xiao Chen."

The man outside the door was more calm and less sharp than he remembered, but the face that once attracted him was still as good-looking.Xiao Chen knew very well that he fell in love with this man at first sight, and he knew what liking meant when he first saw him.

Because I like it, I humble myself; because I like it, I can't say it; because I like it, I shy away.

His heart shrank quickly, which was also his habit of shrinking back.He knew this, and he knew how to deal with it lightly.

"Come in." Xiao Chen let him in, and asked in a lukewarm tone, "Have you had breakfast?"

Zhou Rongyu paused, and seemed to ask expectantly, "Can I have a little time?"

"Just cooked porridge. Here's a bowl for you."

He didn't intend to negotiate too much with the person opposite, it just happened that he hadn't finished his breakfast, that's all.Next, just look at the house, sign the contract if both parties have no objections, and it's over.There will be nothing more.

Zhou Rongyu walked to the door of the kitchen and silently watched him take a white porcelain bowl to serve himself porridge, a small white wrist was exposed under his sleeve.For a moment, he was a little lost.The handsome young man in my memory no longer accompanied the upper and lower bunk beds in the dormitory, but wore a bit fat home clothes, and his gestures were virtuous and gentle, like a sweet dream.

Zhou Rongyu only had that dream once, but he never forgot it.It was a huge storm that came only when the wings of a butterfly were flapped.He still remembers the heat of his lips touching the skin, and the white skin was pressed, leaving some bright water marks.The reality and the dream were not in perfect harmony, but the slightest speciousness made his mouth dry, as if a flame had been born, bubbling and burning in the heart and blood vessels.

"Xiao Chen, your appearance is very similar to a dream I once had." Zhou Rongyu felt that his voice was getting a little hoarse.

"Really." The instigator pushed over the bowl and a spoon with an indifferent attitude.

"……thanks."

The porridge was cooked by Xiao Chen himself.Zhou Rongyu was even faintly agitated by this realization.It's just ordinary white rice porridge, served with a plate of finely chopped pickles, but it seems like a delicacy that you can't eat in high-end hotels.He ate this bowl of porridge very seriously, and looked at that bowl as if he was treating a fragile treasure.

Xiao Chen glanced at Zhou Rongyu, who was seriously drinking porridge, and raised the topic he cared about most. "Are you sure you want to live alone?" The conversation stopped abruptly, and there was a heavy element of exploration in it.To be honest, Xiao Chen doesn't care about anything about Song Yuanyuan, what he cares about is how many people will be his tenants.

"Of course." Zhou Rongyu gave him a strange look, "This is relatively close to my company." Blinking his eyes, he took the initiative to explain, "I'm single now, and I won't have a cohabitant."

This sentence was really unexpected, Xiao Chen couldn't help but pause while holding the spoon. "I thought you were married or something."

"No," Zhou Rongyu shrugged, "You think too much."

There was a moment of silence at the table.Even if the other party is not married, it doesn't mean that he has any hope, Xiao Chen figured this out.Not wanting to continue talking on this topic, he turned the content back to renting a house.

"I'll show you the house after eating. If you want to rent it, let's negotiate the price."

Based on the principle of not letting the guests do anything, Xiao Chen cleaned the bowl.While he was washing the dishes, Zhou Rongyu wandered around the room casually, and soon returned to the kitchen door.

"Xiao Chen, I rent this house. So, can you let me stay tonight?"

"Ah? Why?" Xiao Chen turned his head unexpectedly, thinking to himself that you don't have a place to sleep.

Zhou Rongyu thought for a while before saying that he wanted to feel how it would be to live here at night.

Frowning seemed a bit embarrassed, Xiao Chen finally nodded.

When the two sat down at the table and began to negotiate the rent, Xiao Chen first unfolded an old contract sample. "My previous rent here was [-] a month."

"I have no objection." Zhou Rongyu is no stranger to this area, and the price of three or four thousand is considered quite satisfactory.

"Okay, the number will remain the same. The rent is charged monthly. If you call me at the beginning of each month, the month will end soon, and it won't be your money. If you don't plan to rent, tell me one month in advance... As for the water and electricity bills On the one hand..." Xiao Chen took out the content of the contract and confirmed it to Zhou Rongyu, and finally said, "No matter how many... I just have one request, don't bring other people back casually," he paused slightly, " Overnight or something..."

I don't know if this request is too much?After all, it is a house rented to others, and it is managed by them from the inside to the outside. Is there any reason for people not to bring people back?

"can."

"At that moment, I went out to type the contract, and we signed it."

"it is good."

Xiao Chen heaved a sigh of relief, saying this clearly in advance saved himself a lot of trouble.

Zhou Rongyu suddenly asked: "Do you have anything else to do next? Are you interested in watching a movie with me?"

"..." Wait, what kind of development is this?

The promised negotiation with this guy will end soon? !This question was still rolling in Xiao Chen's mind when he held the movie ticket he had redeemed.Forget it, since I really want to watch this movie, I don't have to worry about it anymore.After more than two hours, Xiao Chen satisfies his inner need for a magnificent sci-fi blockbuster, savoring the plot contentedly.

"There is a Cantonese restaurant nearby, the taste is very good, let's go there for lunch."

This proposal made Xiao Chen a little dazed.How did things get to this point?What's the difference between watching a movie and having dinner together, and going on a date?Not to mention "sleeping" together at night?But when I think about it carefully, there is nothing out of the ordinary, and there is no valid reason to pick a thorn. As a result, I feel so wrong all over my body, not to mention how awkward it is.

Biting a quicksand bag, Xiao Chen couldn't help being a little distracted.In the past, if he could have dinner with Zhou Rongyu, he would be so excited that he couldn't sleep for three days, right?Even now, even now... when he had already given up on him, Xiao Chen knew that he was not as calm and composed as he appeared on the surface.

Appearance can deceive others, only the shackles that cannot be freed from the heart are real.The more you can trap yourself, the more sincere you are.

What the hell is that guy trying to do?Did you deliberately come to provoke yourself?Obviously... there will be no future.Xiao Chen silently made up his mind that he would never allow himself to fall again.

After lunch, Xiao Chen felt that his mood was still somewhat complicated as they walked side by side on the busy commercial street.Things that could not be obtained by scratching one's heart and lungs before, are held in front of oneself at the moment, as if they are within easy reach.

"This is very close to Liuzi Park, do you want to go for a walk?"

He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the speaker, Zhou Rongyu's face was filled with anticipation.

"Xiao Chen, do you still remember the last time we went to play in Liuzi Park? That wheat field?"

There is a wheat field in Liuzi Park, which is a well-made landscape, and there is a big stone in the middle.Autumn is golden, and when the wind blows, you can see the rolling wheat waves from the gazebo.Xiao Chen remembered that when he was standing in the gazebo, he happened to see Zhou Rongyu, who was wearing a white shirt, standing next to the big rock. At that moment, his figure seemed to absorb all the light.In the next second, Song Yuanyuan passed him and walked in that direction, Xiao Chen turned around resolutely, and left neatly.

So, this is not a good memory at all, but I can't forget it, like a knife, every time I swipe it over and over again in the depths of my mind.There are some things, it’s okay not to think about them, but once you think about them, it’s tantamount to digging out old wounds, making yourself bloody and painful again.

Smiling slightly with the corners of his mouth pulled, Xiao Chen shook his head, his eyes turned cold. "What are you trying to say, Zhou Rong?