Flight of the Bumblebee

Xing Yan carried Niuniu down, the TV light in the living room hit the face of the sleeping person on the sofa, he called inside twice, but the old lady still didn't wake up.After a while, Niuniu started to yawn uncontrollably while hanging on his neck. Xing Yan looked at the wall clock hanging on the wall of her house. It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and it was time for the little girl to go to bed.

"Has mom not come back yet?" Niuniu asked in a daze, her eyes could hardly be opened, and her body couldn't help but slid down.Xing Yan lifted her up and said softly: "Mom will be back soon."

"Yeah." Niuniu replied to him, and didn't make any other sounds, but buried her head in Xing Yan's collarbone, seemingly really asleep.

The voice-activated lights in the corridor flickered on and off, emitting a faint yellow light.Every time it got dark, Xing Yan would stomp his foot heavily on the ground, making a loud noise, and then the light would turn on again.

While half asleep and half awake in his arms, Niuniu turned her face and asked, "Is mom back yet?"

This reminded him of his imperfect childhood, strict time management, even the time of sleeping is accurate to the second, and if he played a wrong note during practice, there would be a slender scar on his calf caused by rattan.He has never experienced a real childhood. The only memory that makes him happy in that period is that he returned to Beijing one year and lived in a certain courtyard house that had not been leveled.The apricot tree in the yard is full of yellow apricots, and every day, wild cats come to pick them up from the ground and eat them.His mother's teacher, a kind old man with white hair in his 80s and [-]s, had a big sex one day and called the people nearby, including him, to spread a clean white cloth under the tree and use a special The long bamboo poles knock down the ripe fruit, and everyone shares and eats.The others took care of him and gave him the ripest and tastiest apricots.Xing Yan didn't practice that afternoon, and it's strange that his mother didn't blame him either.He accidentally knocked down a green apricot that hadn't had time to ripen and secretly put it in his pocket, and put it on the piano shell when he practiced the piano.During that time, he lived happily every day.It's a pity that before the green apricot turned yellow, the kind-hearted old man left, and they also moved out of the courtyard.

There is a soft corner in Xing Yan's heart, fermenting during this waiting time.He wished that Niuniu had a happy childhood. When he grew up, when he recalled his childhood, all he could think of was happy things. Don’t be like him, where abuse and pain accounted for most of his memories.

Footsteps sounded in the stairwell, and the lights below were turned on one by one.When Niuniu heard the sound, she reacted faster than him. She got up and rubbed her eyes, and asked first, "Is mother back?" Then she raised her head and looked sleepily at the stairs. In an instant, he struggled to get off Xing Yan while calling his mother.

The woman who came up was probably in her twenties and looked younger than him, wearing a well-washed white shirt and black pants, probably work clothes.As soon as she came up, she was also frightened by the sudden "mother", Niuniu ran up and threw herself into her arms, the woman came to her senses, squatted down and hugged Niuniu, and blamed: "Why are you outside at night? Where's grandma?"

Niu Niu said aggrievedly: "Grandma is sleeping, the door is closed, Niu Niu can't get in."

The sound of the TV was transmitted into the corridor, and it was impossible for her not to hear it.Just when the woman picked up her daughter and stood up angrily, she noticed Xing Yan who had been standing beside her all the time, and immediately asked him suspiciously: "Who are you?"

Xing Yan pressed his back against the wall, and explained to her helplessly: "I am... upstairs... living upstairs... on the rooftop..." The more he explained, the more suspicious he became, and the woman's appearance almost regarded him as a woman. The murder suspect came to see.

Xing Yan lowered his head in frustration, Niu Niu hugged his mother's neck and explained: "His name is A Yan, he is my good friend."

"Really?" Her suspicion did not decrease because of her daughter's words, but her sense of distrust deepened.

Niuniu nodded seriously, and said, "Just now I watched the stars upstairs with them and ate an ice cream." The child is innocent and can't see through his mother's uneasiness at this time. He just wants to describe to her his day today. What did you do, what friends did you make.

Her mother's instinct made her subconsciously think that the man in front of her was not a good person, and Xing Yan couldn't help but lowered her head when she stared at her. In her eyes, this action confirmed his malicious intentions.She picked up Niuniu and passed Xing Yan, took out the key from her bag, opened the anti-theft door and hurried in.

Before the door closed, Niuniu smiled and said "goodbye" to Xing Yan outside the door.

Xing Yan pulled himself together, smiled and waved to her, before he could speak, the door was slammed shut in front of him.

Then he heard a quarrel coming from inside, the woman was yelling hysterically at the sleeping old man, and he couldn't hear anything through the two doors.

Xing Yan grabbed the escalator and walked up, his body seemed to have collapsed, and he felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

When he came up, He Qi sat at the original place, leaning on his chin with his hands, with a calm expression.Seeing him coming up, he waved to him to greet him.

As soon as Xing Yan walked over, he understood why he called himself over.

The sound of the quarrel downstairs was spreading to their ears along the balcony without saying a word.The old lady spoke a dialect, and her voice was low, so Xing Yan couldn't quite understand it. The woman spoke Mandarin, and there was a crying sound as she spoke, which seemed very aggrieved.Xing Yan asked what was going on, why the scolded one didn't cry, but the scolded one cried first.

He Qi explained to him that the young couple downstairs met through working here a few years ago, and rented a house here after giving birth.The man brought the old mother at home, saying that he was here to help them look after their children.After the old lady came here, she was very dissatisfied with the life here, and urged her son to go back to her hometown to marry a wife all day long, and said that the woman gave birth to a prodigal son, and sooner or later it would be bad luck.You hear her voice is low, you don't know how vicious it is.

Xing Yan's eyes widened after hearing this, and it seemed that he had been greatly impacted.He Qi went on to say: "The old lady pretends to be a good person outside. Whenever she meets everyone, she tells everyone how hard she is at home. She is reluctant to let her daughter-in-law do this or that. Once the door is closed, she is not a human being. The sun was so hot that she peeled her skin a few days ago. Sleeping at home, leaving the little girl outside alone, the landlord didn't want to see it and sent her back. I suspect that when you knocked on the door just now, she was acting and pretended to be asleep so she didn't hear."

Seeing that Xing Yan's jaw was about to drop out of shock, He Qi said to him again: "So don't provoke that family. I saw that old lady pour an unknown liquid into the quilt drying on the balcony downstairs. You will never I don't know what a guy like that would do."

"And..." When He Qi was walking towards the house, he stopped, and finally said to Xing Yan: "It would be bad if the old lady recognized you as the homeless man who stood under the street lamp in those nights, last time She has already mentioned you to the landlord and said that she will call the police to deal with it. Although your appearance has changed, you still have a heart, so be careful."

"It's so pitiful..." He Qi was about to walk into the door when a faint sentence came from behind. For a moment, he suspected that he had heard it wrong. He turned around and looked at Xing Yan, only to see that he was extremely sad and wanted to cry without tears With an expression on his face, he muttered to himself, "It's so pitiful to live in such a family..."

For some reason, He Qi felt an unknown anger, and he said angrily to Xing Yan: "Take care of yourself first! Fool!" After finishing speaking, he walked back into the house without looking back, turned off the lights and went to bed , in one go, leaving Xing Yan alone on the rooftop.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, he would never turn off the lights at this time. He had to turn on the computer to play games for a while, and then watch the phone for a while before falling asleep.Xing Yan was lying on the bed, looking at He Qi's ups and downs, and asked uneasily in the dark: "Are you angry?"

"It's endless!" He Qi yelled with his back turned to him: "Ask me all day if I'm angry, am I a pufferfish?"

"Why is the puffer fish angry?" At this moment, he still maintains a curious heart that will die if he doesn't ask.

"Because puffer fish are always 'gassing'!" He Qi got angry and answered him.

"So are you angry?" he asked.

"No!" He Qi replied, "Why should I be angry for no reason." His tone was not what he said.

Xing Yan's eyes were shining brightly in the not completely dark room.He stared at the bed, the back figure on the bed, and his heart was surprisingly peaceful.Too many things happened today, and the heart that had been stirring all day finally calmed down.He Qi's breathing fluctuated, it was obvious that he was not asleep and was worrying about something.Xing Yan never thought of himself as a sensitive person, on the contrary, he was rather dull emotionally.But in the face of He Qi, Xing Yan has the certainty of interpreting his emotions from the change of micro-expression on his face, inadvertent eyebrow raising, body movements, and even a sudden sigh.When He Qi was in front of him as a "research subject", he was sensitive and vulnerable.

He Qi turned over, lay on his back on the bed, opened his eyes, looked at the dark roof, and said seriously: "Don't always do meaningless good things, you don't know how dark this society is now."

When these words came out of his mouth, Xing Yan found it novel and funny, and he deliberately replied: "How dark? Is it darker than night?"

"Don't make such wisecracks." He Qi said, "In today's society, when you are walking on the road, and someone jumps from dozens of floors and smashes into a puddle of mud at your feet, you have to be responsible."

"It's not so exaggerated." Xing Yan smiled lightly.

"It's a bit exaggerated." He Qi rubbed his nose in the dark with embarrassment, and continued: "But the meaning is the same. Now that the world is getting worse, every good person should think about being wise and safe. This is the most important thing. of."

Xing Yan didn't know why, but after listening to this set of "social philosophy" that contradicted himself everywhere, he found it even more funny.In fact, the listeners don't believe it, and the speaker doesn't believe it either.So when Xing Yan asked: "According to you, since a person wants to carry out his own ideas, he should stay away from someone when he sees someone committing suicide. This is called 'being wise and safe'."

"Are you saying that I should let you go and die?" I couldn't see his face, but I knew that the two beautiful eyebrows were frowned.

"You're not like the kind of person who sees other people in danger and chooses to stay out of it." You are far better than you think, what the hell.

He snorted coldly, turned around, turned his back to him again, and said sullenly, "What do you know about me? You've only known me for a long time and now you act like you can see through the whole world. Are you the only myth? Bored! Sleep!"

Xing Yan refused to sleep, he watched He Qi tossing and turning on the bed, and finally fell asleep in the middle of the night.An hour had passed since the midnight chime, and He Qi's chest heaved steadily.

He opened his eyes, looked at He Qi's face that finally turned around, and whispered, "I love you."

In the quiet night, these words did not cause any waves, like a stone falling into stagnant water, it sank quietly.

He Qi turned over, the bed creaked, and then everything returned to calm, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Only Xing Yan's heart became noisy because of these words, and he didn't fall asleep until it was almost dawn and the sleepless night finally passed.