Flight of the Bumblebee

On Saturday morning, He Qi opened his panda eyes and sat up on the bed.He didn't sleep well last night, he kept his attention outside the door, pricking up his ears to listen to the sound, which made his nerves jump, and he fell asleep on the bed after four o'clock.During this period, he heard the man open the door of the bathroom. For a moment, he thought it was the door that opened, and almost jumped out of bed. Later, when he heard the sound of washing, he realized that it was not, and lay back resentfully.

The man took a shower.This was the last thing He Qi thought about before falling asleep.

When he woke up, he was full of sleepiness, his swollen eyes were fixed on the door, and his heart was complicated.That man is now a Schrödinger's cat, the door opens, whether he is there or not is a thrilling suspenseful story.

The hour hand pointed to eight o'clock, and he was already hungry at this time.But if he wants to eat breakfast, he must brush his teeth and wash his face first, and if he wants to brush his teeth and wash his face, he must open the door first.The washroom is outside, and there is a Schrödinger's cat outside.

He worked up the courage to get out of bed, half an hour had passed since he woke up.

Xing Yan leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

Well, opening the box proves that the cat exists and is alive.He sighed in disappointment, looking at the man's sleeping face, he was filled with emotion, but he couldn't wake him up, and told him "Get out!", it was too violent.

To He Qi's surprise, the man really took a good shower and washed his hair. He was only wearing thin long sleeves, and the clothes were hanging wet on the clothesline.He exudes the same shower gel smell as He Qi, but it may be because he hasn't bathed for a long time, he can still vaguely smell the original smell of Xing Yan's body.It's a bit similar to the feeling of old wood mixed with swamp, decadent and decadent.

His hands are actually whiter than his face, not like the hands of a scavenger!He Qi resentfully slandered in his heart: "Does he use his mouth to pick up food? I can't even imagine that he uses these hands to search for food in the trash can."

On those slender and clean hands, there were still a few scars clearly visible, which should have been accidentally scratched.He Qi only felt that it was a pity, like a peerless beauty with the most beautiful face in the world, but was cut open with a knife.

He stood in the door, looking at the man who was sleeping like a baby outside the wall, and looked at him carefully from the inside to the outside.He tied his washed hair into a ponytail with string, exposing his slender neck.He Qi noticed that there was a piece of black dirt behind his ear, and it was rare that he had washed his whole body so clean, leaving a fish that slipped through the net.The irregular coin-sized mark was very dazzling to him, and he really wanted to pick up a rag to wipe it off right now, but he didn't want Xing Yan to get up at this time.

He Qi brushed his teeth, washed his face, and sang a symphony frantically in his stomach. He took his keys, wallet and mobile phone, and hurried downstairs.I hope the breakfast stand of soy milk and fried dough sticks has not been confiscated, otherwise buns and vermicelli are also available.Let’s forget about rice dumplings and fried noodles in the morning. The box of ice cream he ate last night made his stomach bloated all night, but fortunately he didn’t have diarrhea.

He ate breakfast at the stall, and bought Xing Yan a bowl of porridge with preserved egg and lean meat.

When he came back, the pet shop on the street had just opened, and he stopped outside the transparent glass window.

In the pink iron cages are kept young cats and dogs, some of which are not yet weaned, whining at the breeders.He had previously spotted a British short-eared cat, a gray one that hopped wildly among its brethren.When I asked about the price, it was more than 3000, which is a whole month's salary.He had no choice but to come out in disgrace.Looking back, I did some calculations and put the necessities for raising a cat into the shopping cart on Taobao. It was half a month’s salary, not including the cat food money every month.I couldn't afford it, I emptied the shopping cart, and let myself stop thinking about it.

What happened today, he suddenly wanted to raise a cat again.Or any pet will do, hamster, goldfish, turtle, little white rabbit.

He remembered a book he read in the library when he was in college—"Do Bionic People Dream of Electronic Sheep?" The male protagonist has an electronic sheep that is fake, but he always wants the real one. A sick sheep, just because it is alive, is not controlled by the controller, and naturally it is not at the mercy of human beings.

This novel was also adapted into a movie, which is well-known in the science fiction circle, and the name is "Blade Runner".

There is no short-eared cat in the pink cage, it may have been bought by someone.He Qi looked at it for a while, then walked away with the breakfast he bought for Xing Yan.

At 09:30 the sun was starting to get harsh, heat rising over the whitewashed cement slabs.When he got home, the man was still asleep.At this time, he was lying on the floor, as if when He Qi was going out, his sleeping position changed from sitting to lying down.He had fallen asleep completely.

The sun was about to shine on him, but he was still asleep unconsciously.

He Qi squatted down and gently pushed on his shoulder.Xing Yan woke up soon, he blinked his eyes, and his eyes regained a little clarity, but he didn't get anxious.Maybe it was because of the low blood pressure when getting up early, Xing Yan slowly sat up with his hands on the floor, and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hands, He Qi knew that he hadn't woken up yet.

He put preserved egg and lean meat porridge in front of him, and said: "Get up and have breakfast." Xing Yan woke up after hearing this sentence. He didn't eagerly eat his breakfast, but looked at He Qi, as if Say, "You bought me breakfast?"

He Qi ignored the inner activities revealed in his eyes, but stood up and took the breakfast into the house.Just when Xing Yan thought he was playing tricks on him, there was such a voice from the room: "Come in if you want to eat, do you want to eat under the sun?" The sun had climbed up his thigh at some point.

Xing Yan stood up and walked into the house, stopped at the door, He Qi scolded him again: "Why are you standing there stupidly?" He walked over obediently, He Qi made room for him on the table, and put The miscellaneous things have been tidied up casually.

He was about to sit down when someone stopped him.He Qi frowned and looked at the clothes on his body: "Have you washed these clothes yet?"

Xing Yan nodded.

"Why did you put it on immediately after washing? Did you sit outside in wet clothes all night?" He Qi just asked, he had long been unhappy with the clothes.If Xing Yan hadn't taken a shower by himself yesterday, he wouldn't have let him in the house no matter what.It's hard for him to have a slight obsession with cleanliness and allow a homeless person to appear within three feet.Xing Yan said that he had washed the clothes on his body, can it be called washing after rubbing twice?

He Qi let him stand, regained his senses and rummaged through the cabinet for a while, and found two t-shirts that he didn't wear very much and a pair of school uniform pants from his high school days.I brought these when I was in college. I originally planned to wear them as pajama pants. I didn’t expect that all the roommates in the college were very unrestrained. They either slept naked or slept naked. I really don't have a chance to wear it.

Grasping the blue school uniform pants in his hand, it brought back many memories at this moment.He Qi collected himself, came over and threw the clothes into Xing Yan's arms, and told him to change in the bathroom, and take a bath by the way.

Xing Yan took the clothes he gave him, held them in his hands and was lost in thought.Seeing his appearance, He Qi asked suspiciously: "What's the matter? Do you think the clothes don't fit you well?" Xing Yan shook his head, didn't answer him, turned around and walked towards the door with the clothes.

Looking at his back, He Qi muttered, "There's no reason why it doesn't fit so thin, it should be shorter."

Sure enough, when Xing Yan came out of the bathroom, his blue trouser legs were cut short.It was just right for He Qi, but under Xing Yan's height of 1.8 meters, he abruptly turned into cropped trousers.What's more, the T-shirt that He Qi gave him was too big to fit on his thin shoulders, as if it could fit a person.Seeing his comedic attire, He Qi couldn't help laughing.He forgot when he bought this dress. It seems that the fat man in the same dormitory also had one. It must have been accidentally put in his suitcase when he graduated. Anyway, he couldn't wear this big dress by himself.

He grabbed the hem of his clothes, which was as big as a bucket, and looked at He Qi in bewilderment.He Qi pretended to cough, found another one he usually wears from the cabinet, and threw it to him.Xing Yan turned his back and took off his clothes, revealing his upper body.It may be because he just took a shower, the ponytail tied behind his head was soaked in water, and flowed down along the bumpy spine.

Because he wears long sleeves all the year round and doesn't get the sun, his back is very white, which is not the same color as his face.It's like his hands, slender and slender.The back looks a bit malnourished, when he raised his hand, two butterfly bones stood up like hills.Due to the wide shoulders and narrow hips, Xing Yan's figure can barely be regarded as an "inverted triangle".

The black stain seemed to be parasitic behind his ear, and it didn't wash off after two baths.He Qi couldn't control his eyes, and couldn't help but look over there.Xing Yan had just put on his clothes and was about to turn his head when he suddenly found that He Qi was standing very close to him, shoulders almost touching each other.He was frightened, and his breathing stopped obviously, especially when He Qi's hand was stretched towards his, Xing Yan opened his eyes and looked at him.

He Qi's hand pinched his earlobe unceremoniously, and his gaze was placed behind his head.Xing Yan couldn't see his expression at this time, only heard He Qi say with disgust: "Your neck is not washed!" He even leaned over to smell it, "Your hair is so long, it always smells."

Xing Yan touched the ear that he had let go, and said falteringly: "Really...really? I have showered twice." Under the cover of his lush beard, his cheeks were hot, and he lowered his head involuntarily .

He Qi took out a pair of scissors from the drawer and said to him: "Summer is here, let's cut your hair."

Xing Yan said uncertainly: "Cut... cut it?"

"Don't cut it and save it for costume dramas?" He clicked the scissors twice in his hand, with an unquestionable expression on his face.

Xing Yan said again: "You...will you cut it?"

He Qi looked at the scissors in his hand and pondered for a moment, then said with determination: "Okay! I'll cut it, you can't cut it yourself anyway."

After eating the bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, Xing Yan sat on a chair on the balcony. How could he finally find the remaining blue plastic sheeting used for the roof, cut out a suitable shape, and cover him like a barbershop, using The clip is secured behind the neck.Everything is ready and presentable.Xing Yanan sat quietly, waiting for the first knife to fall on the back of his head.He Qi cut off the rough ponytail at the waist, and the messy hair that hadn't been trimmed for many years was scattered on his shoulders. Watch him fall.

He chose to speak at this time: "Why did you make these for me?" The voice was so small that it could be ignored, but He Qi still heard it, and he stopped grabbing the scissors.

Sensing his pause, Xing Yan murmured: "I committed suicide on the Baishui bridge, you saved me... You also invited me to eat, gave me medicine, bought me breakfast, and now cut my hair... No one has ever been so nice to me...never..." He Qi was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help thinking: What's wrong?Go crazy all of a sudden?

But the crazier ones are yet to come.

He buried his face in his palms and began to cry, tears wet his fingers.He Qi held up the scissors for a while, dumbfounded and at a loss.He heard a sudden cry from his throat: "It hurts—" He Qi quickly went around in front of him, pulled his palm away, and asked him where the pain was.Both eyes were filled with tears, and the left eye was terribly red and swollen.He Qi wiped his face with a towel, complained and blamed and said: "Don't cry if your eyeballs bleed, it's outrageous for a big man to cry."

Xing Yan looked at him, unable to control the burst of tears.

He took the hands that wiped his tears and put them on his face.He Qi moved symbolically, without pulling his hand away, he gave up struggling, and let the tears that hurt the man slide down his fingers.

How can there be such a gentle and contradictory person in the world?While disgusting and suspicious, he cared for social waste like him.It's as if gentleness is his nature, and those suspicions and suspicions are just parasites that crawl up along the vines on his body surface.

There is no one who treats him like this again in the world, not before, and there will be no more in the future.

Not to mention he once said "I love you".

I love you--

What a great three words, Xing Yan once said loudly on the bridge that he could live with these three words.

Now he really thinks so.

As soon as he saw He Qi's face, he had the courage to live.He had to control himself desperately so that he could not hold back the man in front of him.