Tales on the Green Train

Zhang Yan rode the bike to his own neighborhood, and let Yang Peidong get out of the bike first by holding on to the handlebar, but he stood still for a long time.He suddenly realized that he had been seeking comfort from Yang Peidong, and Yang Peidong also realized it, so he accompanied him to go crazy.

"It sucks, when did I become such a person?" Zhang Yan thought.

"I..." Zhang Yan licked his lips, and the mist was steaming in the night, "I'm not in a good mood recently, and I don't even know what I'm doing."

Yang Peidong didn't speak, just nodded, waiting for his next words.

"If I misunderstood you, I apologize to you," Zhang Yan said.

Yang Peidong was obviously taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help laughing out loud, and finally couldn't straighten up laughing, helped his knees to wipe his nose.

"You always impress me," Yang Peidong said with a sigh of relief, "You look good at playing, but inside you are very old-fashioned. You look rough and awkward, and you have to apologize to people if you have a slightly ambiguous atmosphere—what the hell are you doing?" What do you think?"

Zhang Yan didn't understand what he meant and looked at him calmly.

Yang Peidong said: "So what's the matter with being ambiguous, and what's the matter with feeling? If you want someone to accompany you, then I will accompany you, and I didn't force you to make a promise with your body. Why do you apologize?"

Zhang Yan was speechless, and felt that there was nothing wrong with the logic, but he didn't know what was wrong.

Yang Peidong patted his shoulder with one hand, and slowly rubbed it on his neck like teasing: "There are so many people looking for someone to be a bed partner these days, not to mention that we have nothing at all, we just ate a few meals, and we are not alone. Yes, what are you panicking about?"

Zhang Yan reluctantly accepted this answer, leaning on the handlebars thoughtfully: "I don't have any experience in love, I only talked about it once, and it's useless. I really don't know much about this aspect."

Yang Peidong nodded knowingly, and said: "You don't have to worry about anything at all. If you want to find someone to accompany me, you can do it. There is no requirement, because I don't have anyone to accompany you. We solve problems with each other—oh, not that one. question."

Zhang Yan's serious face collapsed in an instant, and he broke into a smile.

"The adult world is like this. In this regard, you are a little too pure. Well, give me the car, and you will be charged for more than two hours." Yang Peidong said, "You still want me to sleep here tonight. ?”

Zhang Yan got out of the car helplessly and watched him disappear into the night.The phone in his pocket vibrated against his skin through a layer of fabric, but he didn't seem to feel it at all.

Zhang Yan turned around and went upstairs. When he took out his keys, he came across his mobile phone. He deliberately avoided this thing in his heart. He didn't surf the Internet, didn't read news, and replaced e-books with paper magazines. He didn't even read newspapers. It seemed that he was afraid to see that familiar name.The mobile phone is basically only responsible for the function of answering the phone, after all, there is no chance to make a call.

The house is shared, with three bedrooms and one living room, two men and two women - there is a young couple among them, and the roommates have already returned. The living room is dark, but the lights are on in the bedrooms.Zhang Yan washed up a bit, went back to the bedroom and lazily lay on the bed.

When I wanted to rent together, I just hoped to be a little popular in my life, but occasionally I would feel inexplicably awkward when I met under the same roof. There is no warm feeling of caring for each other in a foreign land.

It seems that in this world, unless there is a special fate, it is really difficult to become friends, and those who are under the same roof may be strangers.

Zhang Yan leaned on the bedside and read magazines for a while, and quickly fell asleep under the hypnosis of the alcohol and the short stories.After he fell asleep, the phone on the bedside rang for a long time, hung up automatically, and then rang again, three times in succession, without the sleeping person noticing.

It wasn't until the next afternoon when I answered the phone that I saw three long-lost missed calls.Unexpectedly, just as he hung up the phone, this "strange" call came. Zhang Yan frowned slightly, hesitating whether he should answer the call or not.In the end, I still accepted it, after all, there was no showdown yet——

"……What are you doing?"

"Just got off work."

Then the two were silent.

Hu Bing wanted to ask, "Why didn't you call me back?" But now it seemed that there was no need to ask this question—Zhang Yan obviously didn't want to talk to him.

Hu Bing said, "I don't know where you live now." After he finished speaking, he felt a little ashamed—Zhang Yan has been away for more than two months, and he doesn't know where he lives now...

Zhang Yan told him the address truthfully, without any fluctuations in his tone as if filling in the recipient's address.The politeness of the two was a bit weird, and he didn't hang up the phone until Zhang Yan got a call.

Yang Peidong asked him to go shopping at the night market. Ever since Wang Huifeng knew the secret, he didn't want to be a light bulb. In the end, Zhang Yan and Yang Peidong set him up.

The three brothers continued to dawdle in boredom - an older leftover man who couldn't get on with each other, a dead gay who couldn't find a bed partner, and a semi-mental patient who was in the middle of a broken relationship. They got along very harmoniously.

It wasn't until late at night, more than half a month later, that Zhang Yan kicked someone at the door in a drunken way—the reason for "kicking" was because he really kicked him.

At that time, he vaguely saw a figure squatting at the door of his house, so he poked around with his feet like a sick man, but found that kicking people was quite refreshing, and he felt a surge of energy in his chest, wishing he could find someone to beat him right away. shelf.So he decisively aimed at the target in front of him.

But when Hu Bing looked up at him, his enthusiasm for fighting on the spot died down instantly.

"It's really depressing," Zhang Yan thought.He rolled his eyes subconsciously, turned around and took out the key to open the door.

Hu Bing followed him into the door, watched him wash up all the way, and then followed him into the bedroom.Zhang Yan was about to lie down on the bed when Hu Bing stopped him, pulled out a tissue and wiped his mouth before letting him lie down.Only then did Zhang Yan vaguely recall that he seemed to wash his face before brushing his teeth, and he forgot to wash his feet, and he hadn't changed his slippers yet...

Can you still have some backbone?Zhang Yan cursed secretly, he didn't want to talk to you at all, so he panicked you just to meet him.

"If you're not happy, you can kick a few more times," Hu Bing whispered in his ear.

Zhang Yan closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.He kept saying "Let's forget it" in the corner of his mouth and never found a chance to say it, but now he has the chance, but he can't say it.

"I resigned," Hu Bing said suddenly, keeping his eyes on Zhang Yan's reaction.

Zhang Yan opened his eyes, but neither looked at him nor spoke.

Hu Bing continued: "I'll come over to see you first, and I'll go back to carry my luggage in two days."

Zhang Yan suddenly said: "No need, you go back." He sat up, looked at him solemnly, and said in a negotiating tone: "Let's go here..."

Hu Bing froze into a human-shaped piece of wood, his mind went blank.He was clearly prepared in his heart, but he still didn't expect to hear him say these words with his own ears.

Zhang Yan blinked and continued: "Thank you for taking care of me these past few years, but this is not the right path after all. Things have developed to the present... There is no point in struggling any more. One road, if you go no matter what If you can’t even see a little light, it can only show that it is wrong, and we should stop as soon as possible.”

Hu Bing continued to look at him, but still said nothing.Zhang Yan had never been so reasonable to him like today, speaking in a gentle voice, but Hu Bing still felt that he could not understand what he meant.

"Is it because I resigned?" Hu Bing asked, "You don't want me to resign?"

Zhang Yan shook his head: "If we go on further, we will only suffer losses for both sides. Now that we have seen the first signs, it is better to stop here and leave a good impression on each other."

Hu Bing said, "I disagree."

This breakup is like a serious exchange and negotiation, without the slightest gunpowder, but it hurts everywhere.Hu Bing felt as if his chest was split open, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat. Enduring the pain, he threw himself on him and asked out of breath, "Why can't you see a little light? What did you see? I When you're not here, what are you thinking about?"

Zhang Yan burst into tears instantly. He didn't want Hu Bing to sacrifice his dreams and future for him, because he was good enough, but he found that many things were difficult to be both.They can't see the light, and there are many potential crises, so they can't keep sacrificing. Now it's a career, what's the future? ...

It's better to stop as soon as possible, and to save face for each other.If I recall it in the future, I will be very proud to show off to others: my first love is a very handsome and excellent person!

It's just that if feelings can be controlled with reason, they probably can't be regarded as true feelings.

"What are you thinking about when I'm not around?" Hu Bing repeated in his ear, "You don't know my heart for you? Why do you say such breaking words?" His ending sound was a little trembling.

Zhang Yan really wanted to say, I didn't quarrel with you, and what I said was not angry.But why he suddenly became so insecure, he couldn't analyze the reason for a while.

Maybe because he was left out for too long, he finally found that Hu Bing didn't like him as much as he thought.For him, there are many things that are more important than himself.

Maybe he sees farther, Zhang Yan thought, or he is more realistic in his bones.He is still skeptical about this kind of life where there is no guarantee, and most of his life is held together by just saying "I love you".

More likely, he knew what they were about to face, but he didn't have the courage to face it.He didn't have the courage to face Hu Bing's struggle with his family, nor did he have the courage to face every decision he made-whether to choose him or choose everything else except him.

The most important thing is that Zhang Yan now feels that it was a mistake for them to be together, otherwise their lives might be much easier.

He has always been a good boy, he should live a stable and happy life smoothly, instead of messing with a man who has nothing, facing career choices, facing the tears of his parents, facing the contemptuous eyes of his friends, and finally His life is still nothing.

"Why haven't you spoken?" Hu Bing asked.

"I..." Zhang Yan felt that it was a bit difficult for him to speak, like a mute who had just learned to speak, "I've been playing a bit crazy recently, my condition is a bit bad, and I'm a bit... confused."

Hu Bing didn't press him any more, and helped him to lie down.Then kiss and touch him, comfort him and comfort yourself.

Fortunately, Zhang Yan did not show resistance, otherwise Hu Bing felt that he would gnaw his bones clean.

The next day, when Yang Peidong wanted to invite someone to drink, he found that he couldn't.Hu Bing grabbed the phone: "If you're not at home in winter, why don't you go out and drink horse urine?"

Yang Peidong seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and teased very naturally: "Why do you always drink horse urine? How do you know what horse urine smells like?"

Hu Bing: "What's so embarrassing about a gay guy who can't find a date?!"

Yang Peidong: "..."

An arrow pierces through the heart.

Yang Peidong threatened: "If you leave, Zhang Yan will still be mine. We are good buddies who will never change our ambition. We have worshiped Guan Gong and made an oath."

Hu Bing looked at Zhang Yan with cold eyes, Zhang Yan turned his head and scratched his ears—who remembers what he did after drinking too much?

Relying on not being in front of his eyes, Yang Peidong continued without fear of death: "With a scumbag like you, what is there to show off about your boyfriend? Xiao Yanyan will always be my first choice!..."

Hu Bing: "..."

Well, he finally felt that he was starting to mind this idiot.

Hu Bing said, "You have no chance now, because I have moved to Yancheng." Then he hung up the phone and asked Zhang Yan, "What do you do when I'm not around?"

Zhang Yan thought for a while: "Drink, go to the bar, drink, go to the bar, drink... and have a skewer."

Hu Bing gritted his teeth and pulled him, hid behind the pillar and began to kiss him. He felt a little green on his head, and the taste was indescribable.

Hu Bing looked at his wet lips and said, "Go home", with a very suggestive tone.

Zhang Yan said, "There is someone at home."

Hu Bing supported his waist: "Then go to the room."

Zhang Yan smiled and said, "I want a deluxe double room."

Hu Bing: "Let's go."

It was around this time that Zhang Yan first discovered that Hu Bing had a talent for romance. Hu Bing indeed booked a very luxurious big bed room. It was so luxurious that six sides were mirrors, and he could watch all kinds of expressions and postures at 360 degrees without dead ends. ...

This is much more exciting than watching a movie.

Looking at the shadows of the two on the ceiling, Zhang Yan smiled, "Let me try."

Hu Bing looked up at him: "Your skills are too poor."

"No, let me try." Zhang Yan said.

"It's not like I haven't tried it before." Hu Bing rubbed his hair and persuaded him softly, "You don't know your own skills? Besides, don't you feel tired?"

Zhang Yan: "..."

Zhang Yan explained: "I want you to see the shadow on the ceiling."

Hu Bing raised his head and glanced at the sound... It was so clear, but he was a little panicked, like a live broadcast.

"Is it exciting? Come on, let me try it and let you feel it." Zhang Yan pushed him and said excitedly.

Hu Bingxin said: "The feeling is probably only pain."

Resigned to his fate, he lay down and stretched his arms, and said like a grandpa, "Let me give you some foreplay first."

I don't know if it's the blessing of the environment, or his own good teaching, but Hu Bing found that Zhang Yan's skills are not that bad.It's just that he kept imitating his own small movements, which made Hu Bing feel a strange feeling in his body, which stimulated his nerves more than his somewhat unfamiliar and clumsy movements.

Hu Bing supported his waist and thought proudly: This is the person I taught!