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I don't know when the weather started to get worse.

The sky and the earth are dark, the yellow dust is everywhere, the black clouds are overwhelming the city, the wind is raging, approaching like a beast,

The whistling wind lingered in front of every house, the windows of Wen Xun's house were rattled, and the sound of wind and smoke mingled through the glass windows, muddying the sky.

Wen Xun didn't eat dinner, and even Ruan Ting's appetite decreased. With the bad weather, Ruan Ting became more restless. Sitting on the sofa, Ruan Ting asked the people on the balcony, "Are you worried about the neighbor?"

Wen Xun's back was thin, he threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray, and told Ruan Ting in a declarative tone: "Tomorrow is the deadline, they don't have enough."

Ruan Ting looked up: "What does it have to do with you?"

"That uncle." Wen Xun paused, "He used to be very good to me."

A flash of lightning illuminated the entire night sky, like a boa constrictor winding through layers of undulating thick clouds, with a loud bang, pieces of cloudy clouds fell like shattered glass, turning into thunderous waves in the midair. The splashing rain.

"When I was young, no one bought me candy. Sometimes my grandfather asked him to pick me up, and he would buy me fudge at the gate of the campus. The kind of fudge that is colorful, has different shapes, and has many flavors. Every time I eat will be very happy.”

Ruan Ting seemed to see a child whose head did not reach his waist, wearing old clothes, maybe even a slug, holding a handful of colorful candies, being led by an adult and walking outside the door On a tight path.

The setting sun shone on them, stretching their figures for a very long time, and the warmth in ordinary days was fermented in a handful of cheap candy, which became sweeter and sweeter.

"Aside from these things, if the neighbors who have lived together for so many years may stay in this world for more time and I don't help, I will feel ashamed in my heart."

Night really came, there were no stars or moon in the sky, it was raining heavily, but the room was very stuffy.

Ruan Ting sat on the sofa, his whole body seemed to be in a state of emptiness.He tilted his head and leaned on the sofa chair with one arm, seemingly carelessly, but in fact he played with his black gold card repeatedly with the other hand.

This card has almost no consumption limit. In theory, he can withdraw anything he wants to buy from it, let alone a mere 20.

20 may be an unattainable number for Wen Xun, but for Ruan Ting, it is enough money for a suit.

If he was asked to donate 20, he wouldn't blink.

but--

He promised Ruan Yao that he would not touch any money in the bank card. If there is a slight change in the amount in the account here, the people in the high-rise buildings in the city can immediately terminate the game.

Ruan Ting felt that he was probably crazy. Why did he have to worry about this kind of thing? The two ends of the balance, which is more important, have not been discussed from the beginning.

Ruan Ting tapped his head, his chest gradually became blocked, Wen Xun looked out the window without saying a word, and another person behind him looked at him without saying a word.

The raindrops falling from the bottomless black night sky are mighty, and thunder and lightning tear the sky like a sharp sword from time to time.

Ruan Ting felt like he was about to be torn in two.

Half of them stood beside Wen Xun and wanted to touch the head of the little kid back then, while the other half sat on the office chair in Laikang's general manager's office, looking at him coldly and calmly.

The two halves stood at the same time and looked at him from a high position, and the souls that were tugging at each other were trapped in a cage and struggled endlessly.

"I'll go out for a while." Ruan Ting suddenly stood up and said.

Wen Xun turned his head, "Where are you going?"

"Buy something, the room is too stuffy." Ruan Ting picked up the lattice umbrella placed by the door, and went out amidst the sound of rain.

He didn't fully think about what he was going to do, but if he continued to stay in that room, he might explode himself, like that giant thunder billowing with black smoke.

The rain was pouring, covering the sky, and the wind whimpered tirelessly. Occasionally, branches were broken by the wind, and the doors on both sides of the street were closed tightly, for fear of water entering the house.

Human beings are as small as smoke in the rain, Ruan Ting holds an umbrella and looks at Lai Kang through the rain curtain.

Fragments of extravagant daily life flew in from under the umbrella like raindrops and hit him on the face, Ruan Ting wiped his face, the thin oxygen under the umbrella made his chest tight.

He closed his eyes and turned around, walking farther and farther in the direction away from Laikang. Splashes of clear water.

Ruan Ting went to the bank and wrote a check for 20 yuan.

Holding an umbrella, he walked quickly to the neighborhood committee, something in his heart was washed away, and something flourished in the restlessness.

Ruan Ting rushed to the gate of the neighborhood committee, put an umbrella by the door, and when he walked in with a check to make a donation, Aunt Wang looked at him suspiciously, "You are..."

"I...I live here. I just moved in and wanted to donate some money anonymously to Uncle Bai's family." Ruan Ting said.

"Well, I appreciate your kindness, but it's unnecessary." Aunt Wang forced a smile on her face, "Brother Bai...he just left."

"Just left?" Ruan Ting's face turned pale in an instant, and the check tightly held by him was deformed by him.

Ruan Ting held an umbrella and walked alone on the road that he was so familiar with and didn't bother to complain. The rain curtain in front of him, like a huge wave, like a waterfall, blurred his vision. He didn't understand why a person who had never met Leaving, his heart will tremble accordingly.

Time to go home, he thought.

Before returning home, Ruan Ting went to a convenience store. There was no business in the rainy day, and the goods were neatly arranged on the old shelves, and the color tone was dull through the filter of the rainy day.The owner of the convenience store was sitting on a small bench and playing TikTok videos outside. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Ruan Ting, then lowered his head. Unexpectedly, Ruan Ting did not go any further in, but stood straight in front of him.

In fact, Ruan Ting had nothing to buy, but he had to buy something, otherwise it would be difficult to explain to Wen Xun when he went back.He came out in the name of shopping, and if Wen Xun asked him, he couldn't say that he slipped around in the rain.

The boss finally noticed the strangeness of the person in front of him, raised his head and asked him, "What do you want to buy?"

Ruan Ting glanced behind him, and there was a row of cigarettes behind the boss, all kinds of cigarettes.

"A pack of cigarettes."

The boss pressed the pause button, stood up and asked, "What brand is it?"

"Best brand."

The boss stared at him for two seconds, "Zhonghua, is it hard or soft?"

Ruan Ting also stared at the boss for two seconds and said, "Expensive."

Back home, a gust of wind knocked the small door of the apartment building almost against the wall. Ruan Ting left the tormented umbrella that was almost falling apart in the corridor, and entered the house by himself.

Half of his body was soaked, and the water dripped from his hair and fell to the ground.

Wen Xun was still on the balcony, looking at him with his coat on.

During the thunder and lightning, Wen Xun's face and gaze became extremely strange.

Ruan Ting walked over with water trails under his feet, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said, "You know."

Wen Xun was silent for a while, and after a long time said, "You're caught in the rain, go take a shower."

Ruan Ting lowered his eyes: "Although I have always pursued right and wrong, all kinds of values ​​​​in the world are often paradoxical. If the money was collected earlier, it might be another result."

Wen Xun stared at Ruan Ting's side face, a little distracted, "It's fate, the dead are gone, and the living should live well."

Some fates make people want to cut mountains and waves with a broad axe, while others make people trapped in the abyss helpless, with shackles on their feet and a long sword in their hands.

Ruan Ting took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Wen Xun, "I just bought it, do you want to smoke it?"

Wen Xun took the bag of soft China, with a smile on his face, he took out a lighter from his pocket, and lit one.

Sparks flashed past, the cold white smoke was misty, he stretched out his hand and opened the window, a gust of cold air came in, mixed with the rain, the smoke instantly blew on Ruan Ting's face, Wen Xun smiled, showing a Row of white teeth.

Ruan Ting punched him on the shoulder, took the cigarette case and took one out of it.

Wen Xun: "Aren't you a non-smoker?"

Ruan Ting didn't answer his words, snatched the lighter from him, unskillfully picked up the cigarette from his mouth, brought the lighter to his mouth, pressed it several times, but it didn't fire.

"Hello." Wen Xun pressed his hand and waved to Ruan Ting, motioning him to approach him.

Ruan Ting didn't know that Wen Xun wanted him to borrow a fire, and he, who hadn't lit a cigarette all this time, broke away Wen Xun's hand irritably, intending to try again.

Wen Xun suddenly leaned over and met his face in an almost kissing way.

Ruan Ting was stunned.

Wen Xun supported Ruan Ting's chin with one hand to keep him from moving, the two cigarette butts joined together perfectly, the scarlet sparks transferred from one to the other, and a little spark instantly spread across two sections.

There was thunder and lightning in the sky, and a thunder exploded above their heads. The roaring thunder made Ruan Ting's head hot and his ears deaf, just like his state of mind at this time.

Wen Xun lowered his head to light a cigarette for Ruan Ting, and moved his eyes up once during the process.

The sky and the earth reflected by thunder and lightning are translucent, and the world is dim. Their faces are retro, vivid and profound in each other's eyes.

Two pairs of beautiful eyes look at each other, and the world in each other's eyes has its own.

I don't know if it was too much smoke, or the wind blowing in and blowing away the air, Wen Xun's breathing was slightly stagnant, and a picture suddenly jumped into his mind——

Ruan Ting came out of the bank with an umbrella in one hand. He held an envelope in his left hand. The rain kept falling, and the world was in chaos. At first, he walked on the ground with no mud on his shoes, and then let go. He strode forward and stepped on the stagnant water on the road to the small building of the neighborhood committee.

The wind blew on him, the raindrops fell on him, and the umbrella was blown dilapidated and useless. After entering the neighborhood committee for a while, Ruan Ting walked out, dropped the umbrella and drenched in the rain for a long time, and then raised the umbrella again.

Wen Xun saw it all.

It was raining so hard, and after Ruan Ting left, he couldn't keep his mind, fearing that something might happen to the chocolate essence, so he put on a raincoat and followed Ruan Ting out, but he didn't expect to see those pictures by accident.

The smoke ignited, the sparks dissipated, Wen Xun lowered his head again to confirm, and when he looked up again, his eyes quickly left Ruan Ting's face, a puff of smoke entered his lungs and made him extremely uncomfortable, Wen Xun coughed a few times before resuming Stand up and smoke on the balcony side by side with Nguyen Tinh.

The rain was still heavy, and the temperature cooled down at night. The smoke surrounded them in a secret place with only two people. They didn't talk, they only smoked.

They smoked in silence until late at night, until the packs became empty and the butts fell all over the floor.