awkward

Late at night.

The evening breeze is cool.

Yan Chen was driving home and received a call on the way.

Caller ID: Gu Huai

"Are you home yet?"

"Not yet, soon, what's the matter?"

"I have to catch up on the drawing today, and I may have to come back very late."

Yan Chen frowned slightly, "It's just work, why bother working so hard."

Gu Huai didn't take it seriously, "It's not just work, painting is my lifelong ideal. I hope you can understand me, Yan Chen."

Yan Chen looked worried, but still controlled his tone, "Okay, I get it, you should pay attention, don't be too late."

"Okay, you go to bed early, too."

Yan Chen hummed lightly, not in a good mood, hung up the phone and left the phone aside.

The traffic at this point was not very good. After being stuck in traffic several times, he was a little upset, so he turned the steering wheel and turned into a shortcut.

He had been on this road last time, and it happened to be the street of the community where Ye Mu lives now.

Because the road was narrow, when he encountered a private car driving in the opposite direction along the road, he temporarily parked the car downstairs in the community.

The car drove very slowly because it was afraid of being caught.

Yan Chen was a little bored, and took advantage of this time to casually glance at the surrounding floors.

A few tens of meters away, he saw Ye Mu smoking in a certain building.

Ye Mu was so intoxicated at the time that he didn't notice that downstairs, the night scene lights outside the house were colorful, reflecting his handsome profile with a somewhat unique lazy atmosphere.

After one cigarette was burned out, he silently took out the cigarette case from his pocket, pulled out a cigarette with his slender fingers, lit it, put it on his upper lip and smoked again.

The pungent smell of smoke lingered in the lungs for a week, and was finally poured out like a long stream of water.Curly smoke rings linger around, adding a sense of vicissitudes of life to him.

Yan Chen was sitting in the car, his gaze stayed there the whole time.

Even though he doesn't like this person from the bottom of his heart, he has to admit that Ye Mu's silhouette is very gentlemanly and graceful, and he has an unstoppable nostalgia.

On his lips, it seems that the cheapest cigarette in the world can be smoked by him like an aristocrat.

Yan Chen also wanted to smoke a little when he was taken away, so he simply lit a cigarette and started smoking together with Ye Mu.

The smell of tobacco makes people inexplicably calm and comfortable.

He comfortably half-closed his cigarette, and leaned back on the driver's seat.

"Buzz"

The screen of the phone vibrated unexpectedly.

Yan Chen's attention was attracted, he lowered his eyes and picked up the phone, only to find that it was a text message.

Good night, I love you - Gu Huai

Yan Chen smiled rarely, with a handsome profile, typed a few words and replied.

— Good night, I love you too

After typing these few words, after seeing that there was no reply, Yan Chen turned his gaze to the balcony in the distance.

But in just one minute, Ye Mu had already left, leaving only a extinguished cigarette butt.

The evening wind in winter was bleak, and it was almost late when I returned to the apartment.

The huge room was pitch-black, and Gu Huai obviously hadn't returned home yet.

After washing up, Yan Chen turned off the light and went to bed, planning to sleep alone first.

But I don't know if it was because it was too quiet, but he suddenly felt sleepless tonight.

After staring at the ceiling for half an hour, Yan Chen couldn't bear it any longer, so he turned on the radio beside him and listened to the broadcast.

At that time, there happened to be a channel called "Urban Night Returner".

"Hello, listeners, I'm Xiaoyou, the anchor, and it's 11 o'clock in the middle of the night. Let's answer a call from a friend from Beijing. Let's hear what troubles he has."

"Hi, Xiaoyou, hello."

"Hi sir, may I have your last name?"

"My name is Lin"

"Okay, Mr. Lin, what is the reason for your insomnia tonight?"

"It's like this. I have broken up with her for two years. In the past two years, I have habitually opened her blog every day after get off work to see her mood. Sometimes she is happy, sometimes sad, and sometimes lost..."

"I just watched quietly, didn't make any comments, and even deleted my browsing history. But yesterday her blog was full of her wedding photos. There was a line of small words below, and she said: "I'm married, Don't wait for you, no update. "

"I feel very regretful that I didn't dare to face my love and make the right decision."

"It turns out that's the case, Mr. Lin, I really feel sorry for you. It would be great if I could face up to my own heart and show some courage."

"Maybe it's really not fate. I went downstairs to her house tonight and watched her for a long time from the balcony. I suddenly felt that it would be nice if I could keep watching her like this."

"Mr. Lin, I remember a love proverb in Nepal that often says that if you drive downstairs to someone's house in the middle of the night and stare at his balcony obsessively, it means you are deeply in love with that person... ..."

"pat"

The radio was suddenly switched off.

Yan Chen subconsciously opened his eyes, and said casually, "It's so late."

Gu Huai took off his coat, "There's nothing you can do in a hurry, but you, why don't you wake up in the middle of the night and start listening to late-night emotional programs, how are you, did you hear anything?"

Yan Chen sneered, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, "Come on, it's all nonsense and nonsense."

——Joke, how could he fall in love with that bitch Ye Mu