Midsummer of Eden

In the early morning of the next day, Yin Jueming was the only one who went downstairs to have breakfast.

When Zhang Haiyin asked about Qin Shuo, Yin Jueming only said that he was still sleeping on top of him and hadn't gotten up.

He came last night to ask for a new bedding, and said he would add a bed in the attic, but he didn't know whether it was him or Qin Shuo who slept in the attic.

After the three of them ate in silence, Zhang Chi covered the food left by Qin Shuo with plastic wrap, while the old lady went to the kitchen to cut fruit.

Yin Jueming was holding a glass, drinking milk while sitting on a high stool, and was not in a hurry to leave.The milk was boiled by Zhang Chi, with a circle of white foam and a thick milk skin, and the circle around Yin Jueming's lips was white.

As he licked his lips, his feet under the table kicked out of the slippers and touched his slack knees.

At first Zhang Chi thought he made a mistake, and after waiting for a minute or two, he took a look at Yin Jueming.Yin Jueming licked a mouthful of milk skin, his toes ran along the slack calf, knee, and touched the thigh.

The old lady came over from the kitchen carrying fruit, and that foot was quietly retracted, stepping on the slipper neatly.

Without changing his face, Zhang Chi put Qin Shuo's food aside.

The morning episode passed quickly.

Probably because of Qin Shuo's presence today, Yin Jueming didn't seem to want to go back and continue writing the script.

He pinched a strand of hair on his forehead and said to himself, "It's a bit long."

Then he said, "The weather is fine today, so we have to go out."

Zhang Chi suggested that the two of them go for a walk in the back mountain.

Yin Jueming went back to change his clothes, Zhang Chi thought about it, then quickly took out the ingredients from the refrigerator, made two sandwiches, put the iced juice into a thermos, and wrapped them together in a linen tablecloth.

When he was ready for all this, Yin Jueming hadn't come down yet.It stands to reason that the time to change clothes should not take that long.

Zhang Chi walked to the flower garden, covered his brows with his palms to block the sun, and was hesitating whether to call him from below.

The door was ajar, and there were quarrels coming from inside.It was vague, and Zhang Chi couldn't hear clearly.

Yin Jueming seemed to be talking in a low voice all the time, neither too fast nor too slow, while Qin Shuo's voice contained a bit of repressed anger, and at the end he roared, "You can figure it out yourself."

Zhang Chi walked to the front door, Qin Shuo walked quickly from the next door, and when he passed by Zhang Chi, the displeasure on his face was still there, he just nodded to Zhang Chi and said good morning.

Yin Jueming then calmly came out from behind, turned around and locked the door, as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Chi didn't manage to ask anything until Yin Jueming got into the co-pilot.

On the contrary, Yin Jueming didn't seem too displeased, his eyes stayed on a small black bag in Zhang Chi's back seat: "What is that?"

Zhang Chi started the car, glanced at him, and smiled at him.

"Can I have a look?" Seeing that Zhang Chi didn't object, Yin Jueming took the bag and opened it. The roll-shaped bag was unfolded, and there were combs and other tools in it, "I can't see that you have more than one kind of craftsmanship? "

"Don't you think your hair is long? The barber in the town is too busy to invite me." Zhang Chi laughed, "Where are you going?"

Yin Jueming thought for a while and said, "Go to the river."

"riverside?"

"Yes, that's where you found me that day."

The car drove silently for some distance.

Zhang Chi looked ahead and asked, "Is it alright if you leave him alone at home like this?"

"To be precise, it was thrown at your house. The door is locked, and I took the key."

"My grandma has a spare key." Zhang Chi laughed, "Why did you lock him outside?"

"I'm in a bad mood. Just make a spare, he can figure it out."

Only then did Zhang Chi see that the two had indeed had a lot of conflict in the morning: "What's wrong with you?"

"Don't talk about him." Yin Jueming didn't want to mention Qin Shuo now.

He felt a little stuffy, so he rolled down all the windows on all sides.Zhang Chi slowed down his driving speed, and a slight wind blew in.The weather in September is no longer considered to be extremely hot. Compared with August, the temperature is already cooling down.But today the sun is extremely strong, so it is very hot outside, but the wind is slightly cool.

Blowing the wind, Yin Jueming kept pushing his hair back, exposing his smooth forehead.The feeling of comfort came, and he fumbled through Santana's car pockets and interlayers again.

The Chic Santana was a very old model, bequeathed to him by his cousin before he passed away.There is a place to put CDs and tapes in the car, so Yin Jueming found many tapes and CDs in the drawer during the process of rummaging.

"Huh?" He pulled out a black tape from the tape case, looked at the track on it, and shook Zhang Chi with a funny face, "Debussy?"

Just now Zhang Chi forgot that Yin Jueming would turn this up, so he glanced at it uncomfortably, and pulled out a hand to grab it.

Yin Jueming immediately dodged it sensitively: "Drive well and don't get distracted. Let me see, um, it's even newer than the version I bought. Didn't you think we have the same hobbies?"

At this time, he had a bad heart, teasing Zhang Chi and laughing at the same time.

Zhang Chi simply turned on the stereo to listen to the music, trying to ignore Yin Jueming's sudden maliciousness.

The location of the river is not far from their home, and the time for the two of them to talk and listen to songs has already arrived.Zhang Chi parked the car aside, packed the miscellaneous things in the back seat in his backpack, and stretched out his hand to Yin Jueming.

Yin Jueming hesitated for a moment, put his hand on Zhang Chi's palm, and he grabbed it.

The hill from the road down to the river is a bit steep.Zhang Chi carried the bag in one hand, and led Yin Jueming in the other, turning his head to remind him from time to time, which stone to be careful of, or which tree root to step on to get down.

The sound of the river's water is getting clearer, which is refreshing in the hot sun.However, although the sun is extremely strong, it becomes very beautiful when it shines on the river.

The river itself is neither deep nor fast, and the deepest part is only up to the thigh.Surrounded by smooth stones, the harsh waves shine on the surrounding swaying trees, shining brightly, and the artistic conception is very beautiful.

Seeing this faction, Yin Jueming let go of Zhang Chi's hand and ran forward by himself.He kicked off his shoes and walked barefoot on the stones.Zhang Chi threw off his bag, a little terrified, and really wanted to go up to help him.

Step by step like this, Yin Jueming walked into the water.

He was wearing very thin short sleeves and shorts today, which was extremely refreshing, but he still sweated a little in the sun.

The cold river water under his feet and the fragrance of the surrounding plants made Yin Jueming relax and enjoy it immensely.

"The Garden of Eden of God, the Habitat of Mankind." He said to himself.

Zhang Chi suddenly remembered the name of the story he saw in Yin Jueming's room last night.

Zhang Chi's eyes softened, and he followed Yin Jueming's figure from behind: "Do you like this place?"

"Whether you like it or not, it doesn't matter whether it's a gentle town or a utopia, it's a spiritual paradise and a pure land. But in the end, human beings will still be expelled." Yin Jueming said as he sat on the edge of the stone.

Zhang Chi also took off his shoes, and walked over to sit with him.Maybe it was his illusion, Yin Jueming looked a little pessimistic today.

He thought that Yin Jueming would be happier if the two of them were alone again after last night.

"You shouldn't think that way." Zhang Chi cast his eyes on the water, trying to keep his tone as calm as possible, "Maybe you should stay, no one will expel you."

Yin Jueming beside him suddenly smiled, he stretched out his hand, and gently stroked Zhang Chi's face.

Zhang Chi unconsciously tensed up.

"Look at you, it's like Adam, who doesn't know anything about me." Yin Jueming stroked his neck with the back of his hand, "It's like the snake tempted Eve, but Adam didn't know anything about it. He ate the forbidden fruit with Eve. "

Zhang Chi grabbed Yin Jueming's hand and stared at him with burning eyes, which were actually brighter than water.

He bowed his head and kissed the inside of his wrist, kissing the cyan veins: "I'm neither Adam nor Romeo. I just want to be with you."

Under the clear river water, Yin Jueming gently touched Zhang Chi's instep, and then stepped on his instep.

He was a little dazed, Zhang Chi stretched out his hand, clasped his neck from behind, and pinched the back of his neck, full of hints.

So Yin Jueming approached, the dazzling water reflected on the faces of the two of them, gurgling and flowing like a dream.

They shared a long, tender kiss.

Different from yesterday, this kiss was extremely romantic, making Zhang Chi and Yin Jueming a little obsessed.

When he came back to his senses, Zhang Chi had unconsciously pressed Yin Jueming on the smooth boulder, and Yin Jueming's body slipped because of a carelessness.

Zhang Chi hurriedly got up to grab it, but was still a step too late. Yin Jueming sat down in the river with a plop, and the water just covered his half body.

Yin Jueming was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

There were splashes of water on the skirt of his neck, shining brightly in the sunlight.Ignoring Zhang Chi's coming to hold his hand, Yin Jueming kicked his legs in the water, splashing up a splash: "It's so cool. It's not hot anymore."

"Come up, you're going to catch a cold tonight."

"It's not that cold anymore. I'm about to melt in the sun, so spoil me, okay?" Yin Jueming smiled slyly, as if he knew Zhang Chi wouldn't refuse if he said that.

At the moment when Zhang Chi was about to withdraw his hand, Yin Jueming suddenly climbed onto his arm, pulled Zhang Chi out of the water, and fell to the side.

Yin Jueming laughed: "It turns out that pulling people into the water is such a pleasant thing."

Zhang Chi pretended to be angry and clamored to come over and arrest him, Yin Jueming ran to the side in two or three steps.

Before catching up with him, Zhang Chi saw Yin Jueming stepping on a large rock underwater, looking down at many petals floating in the river.

"what is this?"

"Some trees on the mountain are blooming again."

"It's so beautiful." Yin Jueming said, suddenly turned around and lay down on the big rock, laying his whole body under the water.

Zhang Chi was taken aback, not knowing what Yin Jueming was going to do, he hurried over to drag him up.Yin Jueming refused, and was dragged twice by Zhang Chi, and had a tendency to lose his temper, so Zhang Chi had to sit beside him and see what tricks Yin Jueming was going to make.

Yin Jueming was under the river, his whole body was soaked.The cool and clear river water washed over his limbs, his body became extremely light, and he even felt as if he was about to cease to exist.

With eyes closed, on the orange-yellow eyelids, except for some dazzling light waves flashing, the leaves, branches, and petals that flow past from time to time all cast a small shadow.

Yin Jueming sat up and breathed a sigh of relief, then lay down again.

After doing this three times, he finally sat up from the water, his whole body was dripping wet, but his face looked very happy.

Zhang Chi was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

"Experience."

"what?"

"Pruss wrote a book called "Reminiscences of Things Past". He talked about what happened to him, like a person lying at the bottom of a river, watching the gurgling water, sparkling, fallen leaves, driftwood, empty glass bottles Everything flows through my body.* I never thought before, and I can really experience this feeling today.”

Yin Jueming said as he wiped the water off his face, and even leaned over to give Zhang Chi a hug: "It doesn't feel that bad."

Zhang Chi didn't speak for a while, and then gently stroked Yin Jueming's back: "So, can you tell me now, what exactly happened to you in 'Time Like Water'?"

Note: *Wang Xiaobo from "The Year Like Water Flows"