greenery

After recovering from sleep and returning to the cage, when I opened my eyes again, the open bay window at night slowly blew up the gauze curtain, and the warm sunshine fell on the blanket. On a fine early morning, the sky was full of clouds, even brighter than in the dream. Pure blue.

There was the sound of bicycle bells and frolics outside the window. Justin wrapped up his nightgown and got up. At the bottom of the building next to the street, the light-haired boy vacated his body and stepped on the pedals. The front of the car was shaking from side to side. behind.Behind him, a younger boy was running back and forth tirelessly following him, raising his arms and cheering, as if he was happier than the cyclist.

Justin squinted at Ximang, entered the room, and called Wolfgang.

The last time the lake was foggy, the two of them returned empty-handed. It's a pity. It just so happens that the weather is fine today. If there are no other arrangements, why not...

Wolfgang replied, yes.

The same location, the same people, two fishing rods were set up by the lake, each with a transparent fishing line, and two floats stood quietly in the sparkling waves.Wolfgang licked his lips and rubbed his fingers. He leaned against the toolbox and changed to a comfortable position, putting his hands between his knees.Always feeling that there was something missing, he panicked and bored. In the end, Wolfgang took out the cigarette case from the inside pocket of his coat, and finally lit it.

Exhaling the smoke, Wolfgang found the right feeling, and said to the people beside him, "What are you looking at?"

Justin looked away slightly, and Wolfgang felt a familiar intimacy at this time, and Wolfgang was beside him, making him feel at ease and comfortable in his heart.

"It's nothing." After a while, Justin found a topic and said, "I asked you out this morning, I thought I would be rejected."

"It turned out that there were other arrangements, and I missed the appointment to see you."

"Did you delay the business?"

"Maybe there is. The newcomer of the other club has asked me out several times to watch the equestrian competition."

Justin frowned, and asked cautiously, "Are you going to date?"

"The appearance is in line with my aesthetics, but I'm not familiar with it. Maybe after further contact." Looking at Justin's expression, Wolfgang asked: "Are you jealous?"

Justin pursed his lips and said, "I have no right to interfere with your private life."

"Okay, just kidding." Wolfgang snickered, and said, "I was going to sleep at home all day, but I went to the dance last night and didn't lie down until early in the morning."

"You, you are serious!"

"Well, I'm sorry, I couldn't help "testing" you again. But you look jealous, not bad."

"...It's really bad character."

Justin smiled and shook his head.

"Don't worry, I won't fall in love with someone casually, nor will I give up a relationship easily."

Justin nodded lightly.

"Last night, I had a dream. In the dream, you had a new boyfriend, who seemed a good match."

"Do you think I have a rich emotional life?"

"When you are single, there should be many suitors."

"I'm afraid I will disappoint you. My emotional experience is quite poor. I have only dated one person for eight years. You should have more than me, right?" Seeing that Justin didn't respond, Wolfgang approached and asked : "Two? Three? Um, four?"

"All right."

Justin shoves Wolfgang.

"Then he impregnated a woman and became a father."

After Wolfgang finished speaking, his hand holding the cigarette didn't move, his eyelids drooped, half sad, half thinking about how to tell Justin about this old story, over there, a dragonfly fluttering its wings, Falling on the fish float, accompanied by it rippling on the lake.

"At the moment we broke up, I suddenly remembered that he is bisexual, maybe he likes women more, but he met me by accident. In fact, I am not so sad, at least one of us has a way out. Formation Family, raising children, is a happy and beautiful thing.”

Slowly, recalling the past sentence by sentence, Justin accompanied him and listened carefully. After the narration, Justin felt that there was a touch of sadness in Wolfgang, and he asked: "Are you worried? One day, I will hurt you like this?"

The memory returned to reality, Wolfgang's heart felt a little sore, and the smoke between his fingers had already burned to the end.

"Yeah, you're straight, that sucks."

Just at that moment, the float made some movement. After a brief silence, the two of them were in a hurry. Wolfgang held the fishing rod and found the point to lift it. The tip of the rod struggled to form a hook shape. Fearing that the fishing rod would be damaged, I wandered around for a while.

By the lakeside, some tourists and anglers stood there hearing the sound, and their eyes were concentrated on the boiling lake water. They saw two gentlemen, one reeling in the line, and the other bending down to catch the fish with a nylon net, and finally lifted them ashore. They couldn't help clapping their hands. applaud.

After the scattered applause, the two put the fish into the tank. There were already two trout swimming in the cylindrical tank, and the third was more than twice their size. After entering the water, the tank seemed crowded and full of.

"It's a good harvest. The fish should be eaten fresh. I know there is a French restaurant nearby. The owner is my friend. Let's go?"

Wolfgang blinked.

Pan-fried rainbow trout, seasoned with sea salt, olive oil and vinegar salad oil, side dish smoked trout slices, poured with yellow lemon juice, and two bowls of Provence fish soup, a famous French dish, cod bones are replaced with trout bones, It can be regarded as making the best use of everything.

When enjoying food, wine is naturally indispensable, and the two clinked glasses in celebration.

"Well, this is the fun of fishing. The food you catch with your own hands tastes quite delicious. Next time, let's go out on a yacht and try the seafood."

Justin nodded.

The words just now may have made Justin think deeply, so he appeared depressed, and Wolfgang leaned slightly closer to his body.

"Actually, I didn't finish what I said just now."

"Ok?"

"You asked me if I was worried about being hurt by you."

"Ah."

"I thought about giving up, but your eyes remind me all the time, don't let go."

Justin looked up and looked to the other side of the table, where the people who sat with him who had shared many similar good times sat carefully in his eyes, and he echoed the gaze.

"You care about me more than you think, Justin. Maybe it's love, maybe it's not, but I see it so clearly that I can't let you go."

The dazzling lights condense in the pink wine.

In the later days, when Justin recalled this scene, a quiet iris bloomed in his heart, and he closed his eyes and face, reappearing the past, the two of them day and night, stuck in the river of time, In recollection, the colors were emphasized over and over again, and flower seeds were planted time and time again.

Tick, tick, tick.

The living room of the mansion has never been so quiet. The sound of heavy clocks and gears clearly filled the ears. Justin opened his eyes and intertwined his hands, imagining that during that mid-spring afternoon meal, he finally chose to stretch out his arms and caress his neighbor. The finger bones of the person on the table are gently gathered together again.

There was a stabbing pain in my head.

Eric paced with his hands behind his back, his leather boots rubbing against the wooden floor. He looked around and walked into the study next to the living room.

At the foot of the dark and high bookshelf, the glass cabinet attracted his attention. There were golf clubs inside. With the help of the sunlight falling from the gap in the curtains, the head of the ball reflected the dark luster, which could be seen clearly. The owner loves it very much, and it is spotless including the window.

Eric bent down slightly to read the scribbled signatures, then swept the edge of the window with his fingertips, and rubbed it.

"It's pretty clean."

"This is a cue used by Walter Hagen, with his autograph on it. The servant also knows that I cherish this collection, so he will wipe it regularly."

Eric nodded, as if agreeing with the words, raised his head, looked over the brim of the military hat and landed on the photo frame placed on the low cabinet, and looked at the characters and scenery inside, but soon, Eric lost interest , There was no valuable information in the photo, and he sat on the armchair again.

"Mr. Moore, I have a request."

"Please say."

"Could you please take off your shirt?"

"……why?"

From the open files, Eric took out a few pages of photo paper and placed them in front of Justin.

In the color photo, the same scene is described, a gathering of dozens of men, all half-naked or naked, most of them are wearing masks, in the center of the picture, three or four people are wearing high-heeled shoes, applying eye makeup and red lips , Justin frowned slightly, this long photo made him feel uncomfortable.

Seeing the second photo, Justin understood Eric's intentions. In the enlarged photo on the side page, there were several familiar faces. He had met them in the club.

"There are several people in the photo, but their identities cannot be identified yet. We are also following the instructions to investigate, please."

Justin gritted his teeth and took off his coat. He loosened his bow tie, took off his cuff buttons, and undid several shirt buttons from top to bottom.Eric was more satisfied, he stared at Justin, at this moment, Justin's movements paused.

"what happened?"

Justin sighed, and took off the only remaining shirt. The autumn cold outside the window rushed in, and his arms and arms were covered with pimples.

Eric looked and looked at the photographs.

Time passed bit by bit, and after that, his body began to tremble, and Justin clenched his fists.