Tales on the Green Train

"Don't remember me?" Yang Peidong said.

In fact, Zhang Yan had a vague idea in his heart, but the relationship between the two of them was a bit embarrassing, to be precise, it was a bit embarrassing to meet again——Yang Peidong was the first boy to confess his love to Zhang Yan, but he was only 13 years old at the time, and he immediately gave up. I was scared away, and it was the kind of running that lasted for several days.

Of course, before he has a clear attitude, the relationship between the two is not bad, and they can be regarded as good buddies hooking shoulders.Although, only he regards others as good buddies, what Yang Peidong thinks in his heart, he only knows later.

According to research, 60% of people are bisexual. Of course, if ordinary people can like the opposite sex, they will not find a homosexual to trouble themselves.Yang Peidong is not, he belongs to the very small number of genuine homosexuals.He is only interested in men and has no feelings for women. This is what he said before the showdown with Zhang Yan.

At this moment, Zhang Yan was sweating coldly in his heart, pretending not to know on the surface, and let out a long "ah".Yang Peidong lowered his eyes regretfully: "Really, I thought you would remember me forever,"

Zhang Yan: "..."

Yang Peidong: "My name is Yang Peidong, I chased you seven years ago."

Zhang Yan: "..."

I~ rely on rely on rely on rely on...

There are so many people, ah hello!

Zhang Yan felt his face turn green, Yang Peidong turned around and looked at him meaningfully: "Do you remember?"

No matter how malicious this smile looked, Zhang Yan grinned: "Heh...hehe...what a coincidence", he coughed dryly, and recovered his demeanor: "You also like woodcarving?"

"Well, I was brought into the pit by you. I couldn't taste it at the time, but I found it quite interesting later--well, you carved this work?"

"Then you think too highly of me. I only helped a little. This is a replica, and it's written on the display."

Zhang Yan walked around to the display strip, which described in detail the origin, significance, and reproduction process of the work, as well as the participants. The fingernail-sized characters on the participants were engraved with "Zhang Yan".

Looking at these two characters, Zhang Yan felt a sense of pride. Although there are several other people's characters engraved in the fingernail-sized characters, relatively speaking, these two characters have no great meaning and difference, similar to extras and actors. Participation Award.But anyway, this is the first time to participate in the production process of "Masterpiece", so it is understandable to daydream.

It’s just that the people next to him were a little nervous, and Yang Peidong suddenly interrupted his blue sky daydream: “Are you working in an art museum now or following old Mr. Liu Guolin?”

"Follow Mr. Liu Guolin's younger brother," Zhang Yan suppressed his anger and said, "He is also a very powerful master, but his personality is low-key, and he is not so well-known for his handicrafts."

"Hmm..." Yang Peidong asked suddenly after being silent for a while, "Why don't you ask me what I'm doing now?"

Zhang Yan: "...Oh, what are you doing now?"

Yang Peidong: "Psychiatrist."

Zhang Yan: "???"

He looked at him incredulously, "You studied psychology?"

"Well," Yang Peidong seemed very satisfied with his reaction, "After graduation, I followed my master for two years, and I just graduated last year."

Zhang Yan realized that someone left with the topic, and it was impossible to just leave with a nod and a smile.

"Psychiatrist, well, I don't understand, but it's not easy to do in China, right? Our country hasn't developed yet."

"Well," Yang Peidong said, "it's really hard to do. You can be busy every day, with an average of 5 minutes per person, but working for more than half a year may not be effective. The cure rate of mental illness itself is extremely low, and some patients are ashamed. He likes to conceal the situation, and many times the treatment for a year may not be effective, and may even worsen the condition. When it is dangerous, the patient will have suicidal tendencies. In short, he is walking on the steel wire, trembling."

Zhang Yan said "Oh" without embarrassment, and the smooth words in his mouth came at his fingertips. At this time, it took a lot of effort and rationality to suppress Habit's mouth.

The two of them didn't know what to say for a moment, and the air suddenly became quiet. Zhang Yan spoke in a timely manner when the awkward atmosphere had just emerged: "Go shopping, I'll go to the back hall."

Yang Peidong said "hey", "Don't the host fulfill his obligations? You won't tell me about so many works?"

The corners of Zhang Yan's mouth trembled a few times, "The work is not mine, aren't you quite researched?"

Yang Peidong smiled politely, "How can superficial insights be compared with professional ones?"

Zhang Yan felt a bit of a headache. He had an inexplicable sense of having an affair and cheating. Although he didn't do anything, he was still on track.

Yang Peidong suddenly chuckled and said, "It seems that the psychological shadow I left on you is quite big. I didn't expect you to still be afraid of me."

Zhang Yan simply admitted with a "huh", and said in a pleasant way, "See you later."

Yang Peidong slipped him a business card, and Zhang Yan took a look at it. He didn't see anything other than tall, so he put it in his pocket and left.

Unfortunately, it ruined a good exhibition, Zhang Yan thought.Fortunately, the exhibition was held for seven days, but the first exhibition was missed—but the first exhibition is the most lively, and many masters will come.

Seven days later, Zhang Yan and his party returned to Acropolis, just in time for the Chinese New Year holiday. After sending Mr. Wang Guowei home, they also broke up.

Zhang Yan didn't agree to Hu Bing to pick him up, because they had to go around Wang Guowei's house before going home, and they were afraid that they would miss each other, so it's better to let him wait at home honestly.

So when Zhang Yan came home, he saw the house that had been pasted with couplets on the window grilles and cleaned up, looking like he was ready to leave at any time.

He really should be in a hurry, Zhang Yan suddenly felt a little regretful that he didn't say the words that allowed him to go home for the New Year first, and it would be fine if he rushed directly from Yancheng to Zinan West District.

"Have you packed your luggage? Let's go. Well, I'm going to change the clothes in the suitcase. I haven't had time to wash a lot of clothes. Wait for me." Without further ado, Zhang Yan dragged the suitcase across Hu Bing entered the bedroom, opened the suitcase and wardrobe and began to arrange clothes.Fortunately, his clothes are habitually folded, so it is very convenient to organize them.

Hu Bing leaned against the door of the bedroom and looked at his back, "Shouldn't you give me a strong kiss at this time, and then have sex with each other? Xiao Biesheng is newly married, why is your reaction so cold? Hmm... Did you do something to apologize to me?"

Zhang Yan: "..."

Why does it feel like being stabbed in the spine for no reason, but he obviously didn't do anything well, it's whiter than the clothes in his hands.

Zhang Yan jokingly said, "It's not impossible."

Hu Bing: "..."

He was slightly taken aback for a moment, then separated his arms, hugged Zhang Yan from behind, and put all his weight on it, "If you dare to forgive me, I will never let you go."

Zhang Yan chuckled, "Pack up and go, I booked the train ticket before I come back, if I don't leave, I won't be able to catch the train."

Hearing this, Hu Bing had no choice but to take it off his back with regret.

It wasn't until I got on the train that Hu Bing said calmly, "I told my parents to bring a friend home for the New Year this year."

Zhang Yan: "..."

your mother!

Hu Bing explained with an innocent face: "I explained to them specifically that I'm just a good buddy, a very good buddy."

It's just a matter of cutting first and playing later, Zhang Yan thought to himself.

Zhang Yan said, "I'm going to get off at the next stop."

Hu Bing hugged his arm: "No, it's unrealistic to come out with them right now, you know? It needs to be worked out slowly. I have already started planning and preparing. It may take a long time, but before I turn 30, I will definitely take my Mom and Dad."

Zhang Yan: "..."

We both seem to be worried about different things.

Hu Bing hugged his arm and began to explain his plan, "I plan to break up with them a few times in front of them, act like I want to die every day and wish to commit suicide every day, and then start to reveal that I am not interested in women, and then... Tell them I'm attracted to a man," Hu Bing raised his eyebrows triumphantly, "How is it?"

Zhang Yan was speechless, feeling that life was really full of drama.

Hu Bing humbly asked for advice: "Do you have any insights? Quickly give me advice."

Zhang Yan twitched his eyelashes thoughtfully, leaned on the back of the chair and shook his head.

Hu Bing's plan is very long. From the age of 18 to the age of 30, I feel tired after thinking about it. The 13-year journey is almost equivalent to living twice as much as myself.But looking back, the past few years have passed so fast, even if I occasionally recall the past, there is still a sense of sight as if it was yesterday, as if ten years is not so long.

Zhang Yan's expression remained unchanged, he grabbed Hu Bing's hand from under the table, and then slowly leaned on his shoulder as if he had fallen asleep, and gradually he really fell asleep.They seem to have found some irony from this simple reliance.In the bustling green leather train, a transparent high wall was erected around the two of them.

It takes eight hours to take the train from Yancheng to Zinan West District, and it is already one o'clock in the morning when we get off the train.After sitting in the hard seat for eight hours, Zhang Yan had no energy or physical strength to resist, and was led home by Hu Bing like walking a dog all the way.

The family members were already asleep, Hu Bing opened the door cautiously, and saw the supper prepared for them covered on the table in the living room.Hu Bing changed into his slippers, then went into the bedroom and took out a spare pair of slippers for him.

Ignoring the hot meal, Zhang Yan casually ate two bites and lay down on the bed. Ever since he left the bar and entered the studio, he went to bed on time from nine to five every day, and went to bed on time at ten o'clock at the latest. His biological clock couldn't bear the sudden stay up late .

It's a pity that I couldn't sleep well. After taking the train for eight hours, my legs, feet, back were stiff, sore and sore.I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been sleeping for too long. Some parts of my body can’t be straightened, and some parts can’t be bent. The whole human-shaped mummy feels that different places are covered with bandages, and the joints don’t have any substantial effect. effect.

"My waist and tailbone seem to be a bit stiff," Zhang Yan couldn't help but said, "I can't bend my waist anymore, so I can only lie on my stomach now."

Hu Bing cleaned up the dishes, wiped his hands and went into the bedroom. As expected, Zhang Yan was lying on the bed straight up, with the quilt uncovered.

"Is it here?" Hu Bing said as he attached his hand.

"Well, it should be because I didn't pay attention when I was sleeping, and I froze, and it hurts badly when I move a little."

Hu Bing only massaged him, and it took him a while to realize, "Are you unable to undress yourself?"

Zhang Yan: "..."

"Oh, what's so embarrassing about this, it's not like I haven't taken it off before."

"Your tone is very beating. A strong dragon doesn't overwhelm a snake, so he doesn't bother to teach you a lesson."

Hu Bing laughed a few times, "It's winter, you can't wear such thick clothes into the quilt", this time the tone was obviously calmer and more serious, Zhang Yan listened, "Come here and I'll change your pajamas for you. From now on, 24-hour personal service, my respect..." He leaned closer and said in a breathy voice, "My lord."

Fusheng steals half a day's leisure, and gambling books disappears like a splash of tea.

Zhang Yan slowly fell asleep under the personal service, and when he woke up, it was already twelve o'clock at noon the next day.

Zhang Yan looked at his watch, and really wanted to put a brick on his forehead, sleep until six o'clock tomorrow morning, and pretend he was sleepwalking that day.

On the first day I went to someone else's house, I slept until lunch time, and there was no one else, not even my own daughter-in-law.

Hu Bing was not in the bedroom, Zhang Yan didn't know whether to go out for a while, it seemed that a group of monsters lived behind this door.

Half an hour later, Hu Bing quietly pushed the door open and Zhang Yan sneaked open a crack, only to open his eyes with peace of mind when he saw that it was him.Zhang Yan's heart was ashamed, while Hu Bing had a playful smile on his face, "Don't worry, I've paved the way for your image and background, just go out with confidence." Hu Bing clenched his fists, elbows down With a pull, "Just take the belt!"

Zhang Yan: "Get out of your mother! ——I haven't settled with you yet, and you started messing with me."

"Swearing is not a good boy," Hu Bing said aggrievedly, "How can you scold your mother-in-law?"

Zhang Yan: "..."

He was speechless for a while, and then he thought about the situation of Hu Bing's mother. Hu Bing told him about the small fire at home after he left.But I only said it once, people with a slightly more mature mentality would not use their own tragic stories to try to infect everyone and get pity.

Zhang Yan turned over and got off the bed, "Go and see your mother—I'll change my clothes first, you go out for a while."

"What are you doing out there? It's not like I haven't seen it before," Hu Bing said.

Zhang Yan looked at him and raised the corner of his mouth helplessly. He knew that Hu Bing was making the atmosphere more relaxed.For others it is a relief, for oneself... It is not a good thing to be pitied by others, especially the one you love.Sometimes he feels that, compared to other desires, what people need most is respect.

Zhang Yan changed into a decent suit, looking like a decent boy.He rubbed his hair, and pushed open the door in embarrassment. Hu Bing's mother was sitting on the sofa chatting with an old lady with gray hair.The old lady's voice is not high, I don't know if someone has said that someone is sleeping at home.

Zhang Yan showed his "righteousness". He first bowed slightly to the two elders and said hello, then explained a few words about not sleeping well last night and accidentally overslept, and added a few sincere apologies, changing his previous mouthful. The tail of the running train is covered with peacock feathers. It looks serious, reliable and obedient, and it is a child of other people's family in the whole legend.

Hu Bing held back his laughter until his face froze.

Hu's mother smiled and gestured for him to sit on the sofa. This was the only gesture he could understand in the next four or ten minutes of conversation, and Hu Bing had to translate it afterwards.

The person I met six years ago was still alive and kicking, but now, after six years, her hair has been silvered, and her brows and eyes have been refined and kinder. "It's even more heartbreaking.

I don't know if Hu Bing mentioned it, but Mother Hu remembers him.Zhang Yan can be counted as having read countless people, but he was young at the time, and no matter how much knowledge he had, he didn't have much mastery—of course, he was still much stronger than his peers.

He knew the bottom line of his ability, so he rarely dealt with people who were too much older than him, because he couldn't see through and had no idea, so he didn't have much contact with Hu Fu and Hu Mu at that time.

In his life, there are too many chance encounters like this. If it weren't for Hu Bing, he might not remember these two elders at all.

Zhang Yan's thoughts circled around to the period when the two were first together. Three years ago was obviously twice as short as six years ago, but it always felt longer than six years ago, much longer.

Probably because of the shadow of Hu Bing every day for the past three years, it is the little things that the two of them get along with each other day and night.