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Zhou Yu'an suffered for a long time on the bed, he stared blankly at the lights on the roof, the white walls were tightly locked, like a prison.

Finally fell asleep gradually, but not deep sleep, always dreaming.The villa garden where I played when I was a child, the heavy rain 12 years ago, the confession under the fireworks by the river, Mingyan’s sharp scolding in the parking lot, the last look Zhong Fuchu gave him...

In the last dream, he was locked in a dark cabinet with no light in sight. He screamed loudly in the dull and scorching heat, fear soaked into his limbs and bones, but he couldn't move.

In the early hours of the morning, he woke up suddenly and found that his back was covered in cold sweat. He sat on the bed and gasped for breath while rubbing his chest. He got out of the bed with bare feet and walked out of the room. He even held his breath when he passed by Mingyan's room.

He walked lightly to the door of the apartment, and was not surprised to find that the door was locked, and he couldn't get out at all. He stomped his feet annoyed, and after standing there for a while, he went to the living room again, groping in the dark. Look for your phone on the floor.

The sole of the foot was scratched by tiny fragments and he didn't notice it. After groping for a while, he finally found the dilapidated mobile phone behind the sofa.

Maybe Mingyan thought it was broken, or maybe she was so angry that she forgot about it and didn't take it away.Like a prisoner who stole the key, he returned to the room with his mobile phone nervously and excitedly.

Fortunately, it can still be opened. He squatted on the ground holding the phone, staring blankly at the photo of Zhong Fuchu on the broken screen. It was just a few hours ago. Zhong Fuchu picked him up and walked around in the night. She looked at him with eyes as gentle as the wind.

The dark light reflected in his reddish eyes, but his heart gradually calmed down. It was the calmness of self-confidence that love is still strong. He opened WeChat, stared at Zhong Fuchu's profile picture for a while, and then started typing.

"sorry."

"How are you?"

"I apologize to you on behalf of my mother, and I will try to make it clear to her."

"I'm locked up at home, but I will try my best to escape and meet you."

……

He thought that Zhong Fuchu might have fallen asleep, so he sent five words at the end:

"I miss you An An."

Then he sent Xu Xing a Wechat message, sending him the address of this apartment, asking him to come and rescue him, at this time he can only rely on his brother.

After finishing all this, he kissed the photo on the lock screen, sneaked out again, and put the phone back where it was before, lest Mingyan suddenly remember it and get hysterical again.

His restless heart finally eased a little, and he finally fell asleep soundly. When he woke up again, it was past nine o'clock. He felt some pain in the sole of his right foot. He saw that there was a wound, which was cut when he slipped out last night. of.

He endured the pain and walked out of the room, but Mingyan was not there, the phone behind the sofa had disappeared, and the door still couldn't be opened, he went to the kitchen and looked at the refrigerator, there was a lot of food, it seemed that Mingyan was not angry I intend to let him starve to death here.

He took out three small tomatoes and an egg from the refrigerator, hurriedly made a bowl of out-of-the-ordinary noodles for himself, sat at the dining table and ate without taste.

While eating, I started thinking about Zhong Fuchu.

He sighed, took a few bites and put it down, went to the gate and sat cross-legged to wait for Xu Xing.

After waiting for about half an hour, he heard the sound of knocking on the door. He stood up excitedly and looked through the cat's eyes. It was indeed Xu Xing who was outside. He didn't expect Xu Xing to become so reliable.

"Zhou Yu'an, are you still alive? I'm here to rob the prison!" Xu Xing yelled with his waist stuck outside.

"The door is locked, didn't you bring someone who unlocked it?" Zhou Yu'an put his forehead on the door and shouted, really like a criminal eager to escape from prison.

"The locksmith will be here soon. I'll come early to see if you're still alive."

"……thanks."

Zhou Yu'an thought for a while, found a piece of paper and a pen and left a small note for Mingyan, and put it on the coffee table in the living room.

After a while, the locksmith came. Xu Xing did not know where he found him, but he didn't verify the owner's identity. He started tinkering with the door lock without going through any procedures, and quickly opened the door.

Zhou Yu'an jumped out excitedly, ready to give Xu Xing a hug, but was pushed away by Xu Xing.

"Don't don't don't, men and women can't accept kisses!" Xu Xing paid the person who opened the lock, and walked out with his arms around Zhou Yu'an, looking at him while walking, and said in surprise: "What's going on? Did the little wildcat get scratched?"

Zhou Yu'an touched his face, the wound had scabbed and it didn't hurt much, but the soles of his feet still hurt a little, which made him walk unnaturally, he lowered his eyes and said, "My mother beat me."

Xu Xing shrugged his eyebrows, and was even more surprised: "Your mother can't wait to hold you in her arms, but she will beat you?"

Zhou Yu'an briefly talked about what happened last night, and Xu Xing's face became serious as he listened, and said: "You are too miserable, what about Zhong? As your boyfriend, he won't run away in the middle of a battle, right? "

Zhou Yu'an said dejectedly: "He was scolded by my mother so badly, I am a little embarrassed to see him now."

Xu Xing thought about Mingyan's temper, shivered, patted Zhou Yu'an on the shoulder, and comforted him blindly: "It's okay, don't be sad, coming out of the closet is like getting caught cheating, it will pass after a while. If he really likes you, he won't mind for too long."

Zhou Yu'an also felt that Zhong Fuchu would not always hold grudges, but he still felt very guilty.

Xu Xing wanted to take Zhou Yu'an to dinner, but Zhou Yu'an felt that he had no appetite. He hurried to buy a new mobile phone. The first thing he did when he got the phone was to download WeChat and log in to his account, but he didn't see Zhong Fuchu's new news.

It's already afternoon now, if Zhong Fuchu looked at his phone, he would definitely see his message, why didn't he reply?

Are you really still mad at last night?

He started to call Zhong Fuchu again, his heart fluttered with the prompt tone, but the other party was still not connected, he continued to call five or six times without giving up, all of them were the same.

He pinched the phone, feeling a sudden unease in his heart, and vaguely felt that something had changed, but he didn't know it.

"Can you take me to Hannan Hospital?" Zhou Yu'an suddenly grabbed Xu Xing's arm, looking eagerly.

Xu Xing agreed in a daze, and rushed all the way to the hospital. On the way, he saw Zhou Yuan kept looking at his mobile phone, looking devastated, and couldn't help sighing: "Maybe he forgot to bring his mobile phone. Besides, the doctor is so busy. Don't be so nervous about the operation, it's as if he doesn't want you anymore."

He intended to appease, but Zhou Yu'an looked at him blankly with wide eyes, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

"Hey, hey, I was wrong, no matter what, you don't want him, how can he not want you." Xu Xing patted the steering wheel, changed the subject and said: "Move back to my place tonight, if your house doesn't give it to you If you have the money, come get it from me."

Zhou Yu'an just looked down at the phone and didn't speak.

In the dialog box with Zhong Fuchu in WeChat, the last sentence is still "I miss you An'an".

Zhong Fuchu's profile picture is still himself.

He suddenly calmed down a little, thinking that he was thinking too much, maybe Zhong Fuchu was too busy to look at his phone.

As soon as the car arrived at Hannan Hospital, Zhou Yuan jumped off. The hospital was full of people. He endured the pain in the soles of his feet and ran quickly. He almost bumped into passing patients on the road. He had never realized that the distance to the thoracic surgery office was so far away. .

He ran all the way to the office, he has been here many times, he has seen everyone, he even knows how many pots of green plants are on the windowsill.

But why is Zhong Fuchu not here today?It's obviously a working day.

"Yu'an?" Li Huiting noticed that Zhou Yu'an was a little busy recently, and before she had time to ask what's the matter, she heard him ask:

"Where's Fu Chu?" Zhou Yu'an leaned on the wall and gasped for breath, he hadn't run like this since the operation.

Li Huiting was stunned. The young man in front of her had disheveled hair and flustered expression. She didn't notice the strange address. She thought something was wrong, and hurriedly said: "Doctor Zhong asked for leave today and didn't come, but I don't know why he Ask for leave."

"Ask for leave?"

Zhou Yu'an looked at Zhong Fuchu's table in a daze, it was neatly tidied up, and he once ate the cake Zhong Fuchu bought for him there.

Zhong Fuchu was never a person who asked for leave at will. He begged him to ask for leave yesterday morning but failed. Why did he suddenly ask for leave?

"What happened?" Li Huiting felt that something was wrong with Zhou Yu'an, and asked worriedly.

Zhou Yu'an shook his head, forgot to say goodbye, and ran directly to Zhong Muyuan's ward, but there was no old man in the ward, let alone Zhong Fuchu. He asked the nurse, who said that Zhong Muyuan was discharged yesterday afternoon.

He walked blankly in the corridor of the hospital, thought for a while and then ran to Lu Lingjiu's ward, where he once saw Zhong Fuchu playing the piano, and the past came flooding back, and he realized that Zhong Fuchu had always remembered 12 My self from years ago.

"Yu'an? Why are you here? Are you looking for me?" Lu Yan was sitting on the sofa, looking at Zhou Yu'an who rushed in in surprise, stood up and walked towards him.

Zhou Yu'an looked at the old man on the hospital bed, Lu Lingjiu was not awake today, and Zhong Fuchu was not here.

"I'm asking you something." Lu Yan put his hand on Zhou Yu'an's shoulder and squeezed it.

Zhou Yuan came back to his senses, frowned and broke away from Lu Yan's hand, and asked, "Has Fuchu been here today?"

Lu Yan raised his eyebrows, folded his arms and said with a smile: "You actually came to look for him, you..." He glanced at Zhou Yu'an ambiguously, but saw that there was something wrong with his expression.

"What's the matter? There's no need to be so sad seeing me, anyway, you liked me too." Lu Yan shrugged.

Zhou Yu'an didn't care about him, and walked out of the ward directly.

Since Zhong Fuchu really didn't come to the hospital, he must be at home.He raised his spirits and ran outside the hospital. Xu Xing was waiting for him in the car. Seeing him coming in, he asked, "Did you see anyone?"

Zhou Yu'an lowered his head and hummed, then said after a while: "I want to go home and have a look, maybe he's at home."

Xu Xing was startled before realizing which home he was talking about, and started the car without saying anything.

Zhou Yuan called Zhong Fuchu again on the way, but found that the phone was turned off.

"What are you panicking about? It's just that your mother found out that there was a quarrel. Can someone surnamed Zhong evaporate?" Xu Xing glanced at Zhou Yu'an, who was in a daze while holding his phone, a little puzzled by his gaffe.

"I don't know either." Zhou Yu'an shook his head, he just felt inexplicably uneasy, and this uneasiness was getting thicker and thicker, and he could only feel at ease when he saw Zhong Fuchu.

After arriving at the community, Xu Xing didn't feel relieved that Zhou Yu'an went up alone and followed behind.

Zhou Yu'an walked to the door of Zhong Fuchu's house, paused for a while, and then started to ring the doorbell, which was very urgent, one after another, making people anxious for no reason.

Xu Xing glanced at the time, Zhou Yu'an had been pressing the button for 5 minutes, but there was no one, and he was still pressing it stubbornly.

"Ancestor, don't press it, no one is inside. If you press the doorbell again, it will break."

Only then did Zhou Yu'an put down his hands, he was even more at a loss, he didn't know what to do for a while, so he sat on the ground along the door, and said to Xu Xing who was walking around, "Go back, thank you for today."

"You won't just wait here, will you?" Xu Xing knelt down and touched Zhou Yu'an's forehead, wondering: "Are you stupid?"

Zhou Yu'an hugged his legs, put his chin on his knees, lowered his eyelashes and said, "I just want to see him, you don't have to worry about me."

Xu Xing stood up and said, "Then I'm going back to the company. If you have any difficulties, just call me."

Zhou Yu'an nodded.

He sat on the ground in a daze, and suddenly found that he was always waiting for him at the door of Zhong Fuchu's house. When he moved here for the first time, he was here waiting to give Zhong Fuchu a surprise.On the night before Zhong Fuchu's birthday, he was waiting here to give Zhong Fuchu birthday wishes and cake.

Now, he is still waiting here, but his heart is empty.

He wanted to wait for Zhong Fuchu to come back, he would apologize, act like a spoiled child, eat the egg and tomato noodles that he didn't eat last night, and then roll on his bed.

Tell him that no matter how his parents object, he will never give up.

But he waited for a long time, until the sun set and the stars went to work, but he still hadn't waited.

In the end, his butt got numb, so he simply went back to his home and moved out a chair, and stood guard in front of Zhong Fuchu's house like a door god, and took some snacks he bought before to pad his stomach.

Around nine o'clock in the evening, he heard the "ding" sound of the elevator amidst his yawns, and his drowsiness was swept away immediately, and he rushed to the elevator in a hurry, just bumping into Zhong Fuchu who came out.

"Fuchu!" Zhou Yu'an jumped up excitedly and hugged Zhong Fuchu's neck. At that moment, he almost cried with joy.

"Where have you been? I've been waiting for you for a long time." As usual, he gently rubbed his cheek against Zhong Fuchu's neck, brushed his eyelashes on his skin, and dragged out a soft and long ending.

In the past, Zhong Fuchu would put his arm around his waist, and then whisper in his ear.

But not now.

After hugging for a while, he finally realized something was wrong, let go of his hand, looked up at Zhong Fuchu, and was stunned.

He had never seen Zhong Fuchu look so tired, as if he was walking hopelessly in the thousands of miles of desert, walking in ragged clothes, it was even more indescribable that he looked at him, there seemed to be endless pain hidden under the ice with despair.

That gaze was so heavy that Zhou Yu'an was almost out of breath. He didn't know what happened to Zhong Fuchu, he only knew that the uneasiness in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, almost drowning him.

"Zhou Yu'an." Zhong Fuchu called his name suddenly, his voice was hoarse as if his throat was filled with sand.

Zhou Yu'an opened his eyes wide in bewilderment, pinching his palms with his fingers, didn't he say to call him An'an?how come……

He had an intuition that Zhong Fuchu was about to say something he didn't want to hear, so he grabbed Zhong Fuchu's sleeve in a panic, and said in an almost begging tone: "I, are you angry with my mother? I, I will replace her. Can I apologize to you? It's all my fault, I should have made it clear to her earlier... Can you wait for me for a while? I can..."

He stuttered and spoke in disordered words, but was interrupted by Zhong Fuchu.

"Zhou Yu'an, we're here."

His eyelashes trembled a few times, he couldn't believe his ears, and he repeated in a daze, "Is this the end?"

"There is no possibility between us."

Zhou Yu'an heard Zhong Fuchu drop this cold sentence, his mind went blank, as if he was thrown into the vast ocean, looking at the sky above his head, there were seabirds skimming the water, but he couldn't get out sea ​​surface.

Zhong Fuchu had already walked to the door, removed his chair, and was opening the door. The sound of the key being inserted into the lock made his body tremble, as if waking up from a nightmare.

Before Zhong Fuchu went in, he rushed over to grab his arm, and said in a crying voice that he didn't realize: "I don't agree! Why do you say that!"

He clenched his hands tightly, stared at the indifferent person in front of him with red eyes, raised his chin and raised his voice: "You obviously like me, and you obviously said you would not let me go! Do you want to go back on your word just because of my mother?" ?”

Like a child who has been coaxed by an adult, he clearly pretended to question him with confidence, but his voice was trembling, and his eyes were blurred and he couldn't see clearly.

Zhong Fuchu looked at him silently, and pulled his hand away.

Then mercilessly closed the door.

Tears finally rolled down, and he was angry and hurt, beat the door with his hands, and cursed loudly: "You liar!"

But the liar doesn't want him anymore.

He couldn't figure it out, the relationship that had been going well ended without a problem like this.

There is no explanation, no reason, like a vain dream, it will end as soon as it begins.

Zhou Yu'an didn't know how he left there, when he realized it, he was already walking on the street.

"Yu'an, what's wrong with you?"

Song Dixin recognized it for a long time before confirming that it was Zhou Yu'an. When he came over, he saw that the elementary school boy's face was covered with tears. Just as he was about to continue asking, the next second Zhou Yu'an leaned his forehead on his shoulder and said in a hoarse voice. :

"Brother Xiaoxin, he doesn't want me anymore."

Song Tixin was stunned, stretched out his hand and patted Zhou Yu'an's back, probably guessed who he was talking about, but how could Zhong Fuchu not want Zhou Yu'an?He put this feeling into his heart so solemnly, like a drowning man embracing driftwood, how could he say no to it?

"What's the matter?" Song Dixin dragged Zhou Yu'an to a nearby cafe and sat down.

Zhou Yu'an choked up and roughly told what happened last night and today, and Song Dixin frowned more and more as he listened.

"I didn't do anything wrong, and he's about to break up with me. Do you think he's hateful?" Zhou Yu'an clenched his fists and asked Song Dixin, seeking approval with red eyes.

Song Dixin was silent for a long time, then suddenly asked: "Yu'an, have you changed your name?"

Zhou Yu'an was taken aback, not understanding why he asked this irrelevant question.

But Song Dixin's expression was very anxious, and he asked again: "Is it?"

Zhou Yu'an nodded in a daze, and said, "My name used to be Zhou Jialuo."

Zhou Jialuo.

Song Dixin closed his eyes in pain.

What kind of joke is this world playing?

A few days ago, Zhong Fuchu suddenly said that he wanted to end the consultation. He readily agreed and proposed to conduct the last consultation. Zhong Fuchu agreed and went to his newly opened studio that night.

There, Zhong Fuchu finally told him about the memory he had buried for 20 years.

And his original name.

Ming Ye.