He Xuchunqiu

Both He Xuren and Xu Ran tacitly stopped mentioning the unhappiness in the theater that day, and the study of professional courses was officially put on the agenda.

On the first night of the official start of class, He He borrowed Xu Ran's mobile phone and dialed the string of numbers that lingered in his mind and couldn't break free according to the method he said before.

There was a busy tone on the receiver, but no one answered.

He Xuren did not respond after dialing several times in a row, and the expectations and pressure in his heart were gradually dissipated in the mechanical service tone.

Maybe it's just a bunch of wrong numbers after all?Who would have thought of No. 8's firmness when he repeatedly chanted that sentence, and the bloody moonlight seemed to shroud him in that claustrophobic hut again.

"One more time, one more time..." He Xuren forced himself to press the call button again, completely losing his original indifference and composure.

"Stop calling." Xu Ran snatched the phone from someone's ear.

"Didn't you say this is a German phone number? It must be a break now, so no one answers..." He Xuren kept implying himself with words, fanning the embers of expectations in his heart.

"Think about it carefully, Germany is seven hours away from here, and it's exactly noon at this point, how could it be possible to still rest." Xu Ran clicked on the address book, and the first dialed number had already been dialed 42 times.

"..." He Xuren's expression suddenly sank, like a fish being put on top of a bonfire, dimming the brilliance in his eyes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Don't be discouraged, I'm just guessing, maybe the owner of this number has changed the number or something happened?" Xu Ran didn't know what this inexplicable number meant to anyone, but his haggard appearance was really It's to make myself feel flustered.

"Really?" He Xu asked hesitantly.

"Really, I used to be like this when I was abroad, and the number changed very frequently." Xu Ran lied to someone, but he never changed his phone number when he was in Italy.

In the letter that Xu Ran left to someone, the young man left the number he wanted to be dialed with great expectation, but that string of numbers never received a response from its mission.

"Okay, I'll call tomorrow." He Xu raised it again with a sigh of relief.

"No, no, no, I'm going to participate in the design competition from tomorrow! I have to go to other places for more than three months!" Xu Ran kept telling the last lie with little lies.

"Really?" Who knows the arrangement of the Academy of Fine Arts, but he believes what Xu Ran said.

"Well, try again when I come back next month. My number is Global Access, and I will definitely be able to dial it next time." Xu Ran comforted He Xu while persuading him to go to bed early, "Go back to the dormitory! Go to bed early today , I have to go to class tomorrow!"

How could anyone go upstairs obediently and still not forget to turn around and check with Xu Ran on the way.

Xu Ran watched the distraught figure completely disappear from sight, turned on the lock screen of the phone, and silently read the string of numbers that had not been dialed with a dignified expression.

What kind of person is studying journalism, and the course arrangement in the first semester of his freshman year is relatively loose, but Xu Ran really did as he said, and did not appear again for three whole months.

It's just that Xu Ran, who can't see the beginning and end of the dragon, seems to be on a timer, calling regularly every day to say good night to someone.

"Who, do you miss me?" Xu Ran's voice was a little hoarse, mixed with sobs from crying.

"What's wrong with you?" He Xu asked with concern.

"Cough! It's nothing. My manuscript has passed the preliminary review. Tonight, I had a drink with my classmates to celebrate." Xu Ran cleared his throat, and his emphasis revealed a little drunkenness.

"Are you okay? Did you drink too much?" He Xu was a little relieved.

"Who is it, you haven't answered my question yet! Do you miss me?" Xu Ran seemed to be really drunk, a little stubborn.

"You're drunk..." He Xuren only said this sentence.

"I miss you so much, who is it, I miss you so much!" Xu Ran listened to someone's soft breathing through the phone, and began to speak incoherently for no reason, "Why should I leave? I shouldn't have left. Does it hurt? ? You are so nice..."

"Hello?" There was a murmur in the earpiece, as if something had been knocked down, and no one could hear Xu Ran's voice clearly.

"Hmm... woo..." After the noise, Xu Ran's sobbing sounded again.

Although Xu Ran's voice has been lowered a lot after undergoing a voice change, every sob and sob at this time carries the original baby voice, like a helpless child, directly hitting someone's soft and sensitive heart.

"Xu Ran, Xu Ran..." He Xu covered the microphone and called out several times.

"Who, are you in pain?" Xu Ran's question is meaningless in He's eyes.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt." How could anyone think that Xu Ran was in pain just now.

Xu Ran sobbed again and dragged someone to talk a lot, but everyone answered patiently without any irritation.

Two days later, Xu Ran returned to school as scheduled, tired from the journey.

Xu Ran, who participated in the competition at the beginning, really lied to someone, but he didn't expect to receive a call back from that string of numbers on the way back to the dormitory that night.

On the other end of the phone was a young man's voice, capable but hard to hide his negativity.

"Hello." Xu Ran spoke first.

"Chinese?" The man seemed a little nervous.

"Yes, who are you?"

"Sorry, this might be presumptuous, but can you tell me who called this number earlier!"

"It's a friend of mine."

"How is he doing now?"

"I don't think I know who you're talking about."

"I know he hasn't forgiven me yet, sorry, if you can see him please say sorry for me."

"I may understand, don't you..."

"Yes, he and I are gay, but I didn't dare to admit it in front of people..."

"My lover is also like this, I think they may be connected, so can you tell me what you know?"

This man who had just escaped from the operating table seemed to be suppressing his desire to die. Xu Ran's overseas phone call was like a straw that was urgently needed by the swimmers. on people.

Knowing everything and talking endlessly, Xu Ran seemed to see the future of himself and others from the perspective of others.

The "he" in the man's mouth lives in a coastal city in the south. He is the only son in his family. He is talented and intelligent, and he bears the expectations of the whole family, so he can't tolerate anything that goes against the wishes of the family...

Who does this "he" look like, and Xu Ran feels that in some respects the two are subtly similar.

Xu Ran had a long talk with the man all night and got detailed information about "him".

At noon the next day, Xu Ran bought a ticket and flew to that small coastal town. He didn't know if this "he" was related to someone, but he was eager to know what someone had experienced.

When the cool sea breeze blew in front of him, Xu Ran's suddenly hot mind was mostly clear.Following the navigation on the map, Xu Ran found "his" home address without any difficulty.

"Hello." Xu Ran knocked on the door of the unit at the address recorded in the memorandum.

It was a young man who opened the door, but he looked too young, and it was quite different from the "he" the man described.

"Who are you?" The boy refused to open the door completely, and only looked at him warily through the one-finger space restricted by the door chain.

"Excuse me, is this Song Xingyu's home?" The "he" the man said was Song Xingyu.

Xingyu, Wanli Yunhan can hardly hide the shining Xingyu.It can be seen that the person who is given this name should be as radiant as the stars.

"I don't know, you have found the wrong person." The boy closed the door with a "bang".

Hitting a wall on the spot, I think the Song family moved out.Xu Ran was not annoyed, and sat down directly by the corridor, ready to wait for the adults of this family to come back.

At six o'clock in the evening, the hostess came home, and as soon as she went upstairs, she saw Xu Ran who was dozing in front of her house.

"Who are you?" Perhaps Xu Ran was so good-looking that it was difficult for people to think he was a bad person, so the tone of the hostess was relatively gentle.

Xu Ran was woken up, patted his legs and stood up: "Hello, do you know the original owner of this house? I am old classmates with their son Song Xingyu. No, I just came back from abroad and I want to find some A gathering of old classmates."

The hostess looked at Xu Ran for a while, her conversation was decent, and most of her clothes were brands that she could name, she didn't look like a villain with ulterior motives.

"Sorry, I also bought the house through a real estate agency, and I don't know the original owner's situation. But I can give you the agency's number..."

In this way, Xu Ran's straight-line plan of searching for people had twists and turns.

I learned the contact information of the original owner from the real estate agency, but was told that the phone number had been changed...

After going around, Xu Ran arrived in a small village in this coastal city.

The brick house in front of him looked old, and the moss at the bottom of the wall was dead, and the wooden door was closed tightly. Xu Ran felt as if he had returned to the 80*[-]s.

After knocking more than a dozen times, a voice from inside the door responded: "Here we come."

Footsteps staggered approaching, the wooden door opened from the inside, and an old face came into view.

"Hello, is this Song Xingyu's home?" Xu Ran politely asked the gray-haired old man in front of him.

"What did you come to him for? Are you his concubine!" The old man showed a stern look, burning with anger.

"What are you talking about, sir, my dad is Song Xingyu's middle school teacher, I heard that he passed the Ph. .

"Oh oh oh! It's Teacher Xu's son! Come in, come in!" The old man's eyes softened instantly, and Xu Ran didn't expect that he would run into a teacher surnamed Xu by accident.

"Where is Song Xingyu? Are you working?" Xu Ran looked around the courtyard of the brick house, it was really dilapidated.

"Tell Teacher Xu not to remember him anymore, just pretend that you have never taught this unfilial son!" the old man said bitterly.

"What's the matter? I heard that Song Xingyu studied hard and got good grades when he was in school, and he was also very filial." Xu Ran simply summed up Song Xingyu in the eyes of others according to the man's description of him.

"He's filial? If he's filial, he won't do such perverted and crazy things!" The old man became more and more angry, and his chest heaved greatly due to the violent breathing.

"Sir, don't be angry, what's the matter with Brother Song? Is his brain failing? Or is it that his relatives don't recognize him anymore?" Xu Ran hurriedly stroked his breath, fearing that he would die if he was careless.

"I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it. Anyway, I don't think I have given birth to this son of a bitch! You don't know, he is very disgusting. If you don't find a woman to sleep with a man, what do you mean? He is the only one who wants our family to lose the incense! If the news spreads, where can we put the old face of our Song family! But we always have a way to cure him. Isn’t he sick? We will send him to school for re-education Education! Give him an electric shock to wake him up!" After the old man spoke, a look of joy appeared on his face.

"Wait, sir, what school? What's the matter with being sober?" Xu Ran cut off a few key words with a gloomy expression.

"It's the kind of school that disciplines children like them who don't know what to do! They are disobedient little bastards! He was quite stubborn at the time..." The old man almost beamed when he talked about the "school". In the end, he cut his own hand and died. Tell me about a shameless person like him, who can’t even stand an electric shock. We gave him his life! If he dares to die himself, it’s better if he dies, he deserves it!”

When the old man talked about his son's death, he actually clapped his hands and cheered. Xu Ran actually felt the bone-chilling cold in the sweltering heat.

After asking the address of the "school", Xu Ran hastily bid farewell. The old man cried and laughed when he was alone in the courtyard, obviously his mental state had gone wrong.

Xu Ran didn't want to care about him, he just wanted to find out why the light in someone's eyes was forcibly extinguished, and wondered if someone had suffered so much.

After staying in this small coastal town for less than a month, Xu Ran found the person who was imprisoned in the "school" together at the beginning with money and connections.

"Are you talking about the student who stays with No. 8 all day? He can bear it quite well, and he doesn't shout when his leg is broken..."

"The two of them are the strongest among us. Every time they are shocked by the electric shock, they can walk back with it..."

"What's his name? I don't know, No. 93? No. 98? I don't remember..."

"Number 8 committed suicide by leaning directly on him that night. He woke up quite calmly, his clothes were soaked in blood and he didn't respond. I don't know if he was frightened or just didn't feel it..."

"I remember him, he looks very gentle, he doesn't look like he came in for a crime, I heard he is still a high school student..."

……

Different people were imprisoned in the same place, and with just a few words, they pieced together a hell on earth.

Xu Ran was mentally prepared before collecting this information, but when they were brought up as simple past events, he was still overwhelmed by the plain words.

In two months, Xu Ran contacted eleven people and opened up the wound that everyone had been avoiding.

Two days before returning to university, Xu Ran ordered a lot of wine in the hotel.Every time he took a sip of wine, he could see the mottled blood web woven on someone's back for many days; every time he took a deep breath, he could be almost suffocated by the shock table built in his mind.

"Who, did you miss me?" Xu Ran dialed exactly who's number in a daze.

"What's wrong with you?" Whose voice is it? Xu Ran feels at ease as long as he hears his voice.

Great, great, he's still here, he's still here with me.

Xu Ran really wanted to hold He Xu tightly in his arms and prevent him from being treated inhumanly.

Who, who, why are you so powerful, how can you bear it without saying a word?

Xu Ran really wanted to kiss He Ren's restrained lips and feel his breathing of life.

I feel sorry for you, who are you.

I really want to protect you, who the hell.

Xu Ran really wanted to caress the scars on He Xu's body and heart, and share all the pain for him.

For a young man who has not experienced much pain since childhood, the input of painful information during this period is really too much.

Xu Ran was drunk and collapsed on the bed, only someone's gentle comfort could be heard in his ears.

……

"Hey, who is it, I'm here." Xu Ran dragged his suitcase and stood at the subway entrance to call who.

"Where are you? I..." He Xu ran upstream, carefully avoiding all kinds of luggage, looking for Xu Ran's figure in the vast crowd.

"I saw you, just stand still under the tree on the sidewalk, I'll come and find you." Xu Ran kept his eyes on, strode straight up, and walked through the crowd to come to He Xu.

"Are you tired?" Who saw the blood in Xu Ran's eyes.

"I'm not tired." Xu Ran felt that the three months of traveling and traveling could not be worth a word of concern from anyone.

"Is there no class today?" Xu Ran used his body to protect whoever walked through the crowded area.

"Yes, but there is only one lesson. I received your text message just after class." He Xu raised the textbook in his hand.

"Who is it, let's date." Xu Ran let the suitcase bump on the uneven gravel road.

He turned his head, the sun shone between the leaves of the tall woods, and soft spots of light covered his cheeks.He Xu was stunned for a moment, took half a step towards Xu Ran, and mustered up the courage to look at him: "Okay, I will work hard."

He Xuren's face is close in front of his eyes, his eyes are clear, the sun is like a fish swimming, flicking his tail in his clear eyes.

It was lunch time, there was no one on the boulevard, and everything created an ambiguous atmosphere.

Xu Ran really wanted to bow his head to kiss someone, but he knew he couldn't do it rashly, so he could only hold his breath slightly, and lightly touched the tip of someone's nose with the tip of his nose, for fear of blowing away the fragile protective cover of the person in front of him.

Who saw Xu Ran approaching, but finally just touched the tip of his nose, relaxed in his heart, and felt vaguely disappointed at the same time.

Xu Ran, who tried his best to restrain his impulse, and He Xu, who tried his best to control his fear, approached each other wholeheartedly and tried to rely on each other.

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