accompany me

It's not hard to imagine what Chi Yang is doing at this time - playing games, socializing, or lying on the bed doing nothing, but not falling asleep.

This person's surname has a natural advantage, ranking third among the 26 letters. If the entire list is full name notes, then he can occupy a very front row position.

Coincidentally, He Yi happened to be the kind of person who only used his full name for notes.

So he could see Chi Yang's name in the contact list at a glance, and he didn't even have time to look for hesitation, just click to open the dialog box.He has cleaned up the chat messages regularly, and now the entire interface is blank.He looked at the flashing cursor, and moved his fingers in the subtle smell of pork rib soup mixed with burnt tobacco.

Somewhat to do.

For half a month, every communication seemed to be Chi Yang's head, knocking on his door in a forceful and unreasonable way, asking him to answer, so that he got used to it passively and ignored the two for a while. Predetermined impoliteness in the world, once the other party no longer reaches out, he needs to take the initiative to cross that boundary.

However, he is naturally gentle and gentle, and he has learned to be polite and never cross the line in the rigid education for more than ten years. He is especially sensitive to the social signals given by others. If a person bluntly wants to leave, he will never extend his hand to keep him. of.

Even if that person is Chi Yang.

Looking at Chi Yang's name, he calmed down the impulsiveness caused by the rare feeling of loneliness, and soon died down, and put him back in the cage—just like when his parents took him past a cotton candy stand or an ice cream truck when he was a child, he would be like Ordinary children are attracted by the sweet and seductive smell, and have the idea of ​​reaching out to hold their parents and begging for it coquettishly, but before he touches the adult's clothes, he has already withdrawn his hand.

So cowardly.He shook his head almost imperceptibly, trying to laugh at himself—if everyone competes for food at the end of the world, he must be the first to starve to death.

Unlike Chi Yang, who can not only feed himself, but also grab extra food to support his family.

Just like when we had dinner together for the first time, Chi Yang could drag him through the crowd without any burden, squeeze to the door of the small supermarket, and go in for him to buy something to eat. One person eats and buys things alone, but he will never cross the turbulent crowd rashly. After all, he will not starve to death if he misses a meal.

We are born different people, so it is difficult to get together, let alone maintain a stable relationship.

Thinking like this, he put down his phone, as if nothing had happened, lowered his head and ate the rest of the rice in the bowl, got up and roughly cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, poured out the pork rib soup that he had tossed about, and left the rest on the table , Waiting for the nanny to deal with it as before.

It's already nine o'clock, now it's time to go back to the room to read and study, and then wash up and go to bed.

However, at this moment, his phone, which hadn't rang for some time, rang—an unfamiliar number.

He wiped his hands, looked down, and answered: "Hello..."

Opposite was a polite female voice, but what she said didn't seem to be friendly. He Yi listened with lowered eyes, put his hand in his pocket on the cigarette case, and frowned little by little.

It was too windy.

It was already dark, and when He Yi walked down the steps, he subconsciously gathered his collar, only to realize that he didn't wear much when he went out today, and the weather was fine in the afternoon, so he felt a little cold at this time.

His rationality, which was suppressed and calmed down, finally relaxed slowly, and he no longer clinging to the proceedings, laws, or other things that he found temporarily a few hours ago, but the woman's wailing exhortations flooded into his mind again, The trembling carried the relief and relief that he had never heard before—it was clearly an exhortation, but there was only one sentence left in his ears, as if he was frightened and frightened like a beast avoiding a flood, the words were clear.

—— "Please don't pester me anymore, and get out of my life forever with your family blood."

It's all over, he thought.

He stretched out his hand to stop a car, feeling a little out of his mind, the driver asked him where he was going twice before recovering, and couldn't think of what to answer for a while.

"Boy?"

"Well, I'm sorry," he raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, recalling, "Go to the one near K..."

He gave Chi Yang's address.

There is still some distance from the school here, so he took out his phone which had been turned off for a long time, and replied one by one to the messages during the day—in fact, not many people came to him, and there used to be occasional piles of messages from Chi Yang on WeChat, some of which were not. Yes, now even this little chatter is gone.

A classmate asked him what the weekend homework was, but he actually couldn't remember it clearly. He had written it all in school, and it was difficult to say the specific items, from page to page.He lowered his head and thought for a moment, and he could even recall which corner of the blackboard the homework was arranged at that time, but he couldn't remember the content, and the back of his head ached, so he had to give up.

In fact, he couldn't think of anything.

It's like a finely crafted machine, shiny and new on the outside, but burnt out from the wear and tear on the inside.Almost every time he woke up from a nightmare, he would wake up with such a headache, but this time it was different, he even harbored some secret expectations, hoping that everything would be renovated after the headache, so that he would not have to think about anything, and would not experience the same nightmare again.

He couldn't see his way forward, but he already knew the ending—this was the best outcome, everything was over.

I will no longer witness the behavior of the sanctimonious people, there will be no screaming, crying and violence day and night, and the face of his "father" hypocritical educator has been completely stripped off, revealing the underlying domestic violence addiction and extreme mentality And his cowardly "mother" finally made a desperate move and took the perpetrator to court. The divorce result has come out, and his custody rights belong to the latter-as expected, his mother does not intend to continue to raise him .

Maybe I should ask Chi Yang what to do when he has no relatives and can't support himself.

He turned his head and put his forehead against the cold car window, looking at the turbulent night outside the window, his aimless thoughts gradually sank, and finally stopped in a blank.

It's a starless night.

"Young man, it's here." The driver pointed to the payment code and looked at him with concern, "Are you sick, and you don't look well?"

He Yi shook his head, smiled gently as usual, scanned the QR code to pay, thanked him, and got out of the car.

He actually didn't know why he came here—at least not to the point of being desperate. The house at home was left to him. Although the guardian abandoned him, he could still get enough food and clothing every month. Not to depend on others.But he came anyway, with no cigarettes in his pocket, and no forced retreat behind him.

If Chi Yang is already asleep, don't bother him tonight, and we will meet again at dawn.As he thought about it, he found a stone bench sheltered from the wind and sat down at the gate of the community. He still felt cold and frowned.

It was almost midnight when Chi Yang received the call.

He was playing a new gunfight game, and he was bored. He took a look at his phone during the sniper break, only to find that there was a missed call a few minutes ago—the number was not noted, but it looked familiar. He thought for a while, Realized that this was the number displayed on He Yi's WeChat.

What can happen so late.

He watched the 15-second ringing, and it was hard to attribute the call to a wrong call, but the other party had already hung up, and it seemed inexplicable to call back after so many minutes.He watched in silence for a while, until the computer screen went dark and the sound of the character being killed was heard, then he put down the phone, intending to pretend nothing happened.

But the phone vibrated again in the next second - he didn't turn on the sound, and it would only vibrate twice when he received a call.The caller ID was still the previous number, which silently appeared on the phone screen.

Chi Yang tightened his grip on the mouse.

He vaguely remembered that one night, when they went home together, He Yi looked up at him from bottom to top with a cigarette in his mouth. It was just a calm and calm look, but he looked like the seductive sex-eating monster in the book of mountains and seas. .

—Maybe he is the weak-willed mortal.

He was so weak that he had no confidence in himself, and even suspected that once he answered the phone call, the psychological construction he had made in the past few days would collapse, and he would go back to the trap named He Yi again.

Can't pick up.

But he spent more than ten seconds hesitating to make a decision, and finally pressed hang up, but the other party called again less than a second later.

Chi Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that the status quo was no longer what He Yi could do in his impression - there must be a reason behind the sudden aggressiveness of a person who can always leave enough room.Some kind of ominous conjecture popped up, but he quickly pushed it back, forcing himself to calm down.

He answered the phone: "He Yi?"

The person on the other side seemed to call his name in a low voice, and fell silent again.

What an inexplicable dialogue.Chi Yang frowned, but first verified what he was worried about: "Where are you?"

"...At your house, at the gate of the community, the security guard said that there is no fingerprint of mine in the fingerprint library, so I can't let me in." He Yi's tone was obviously calm, but there was an unnatural tremor at the end of the sentence, as if he had been walking in the snow for a long time. The extremely cold person is already a little strange.

Chi Yang waited for a while to make sure that he had finished his sentence, and then persuaded helplessly: "You go home, or go to the hotel to open a room, and I will transfer the money to you..."

He wanted to make an excuse to say that he was not at home, but he felt that such a lie was unnecessary - He Yi, who knows how to measure, should stop here when he received such a response.

But the other party didn't know why today, and he was so persistent that he didn't wait for him to finish speaking and called out softly, Chi Yang.

The tone was clearly peaceful, and the tone was cold, but for some reason it carried a hint of grievance, it was so low and soft that Chi Yang had the illusion that the person on the other end of the phone was about to cry.

——It was his sweetheart, calling his name in such a tone.

It's very windy tonight, and you can even hear a slight wind on the other end of the phone.

Chi Yang looked down at the darkened computer screen, moved the mouse, and chose to quit the game.

It's not about compromising, he thought, if He Yi didn't have that intention, he would never force it - he was just worried that it would be too cold at night, this person would not be very resistant to freezing at first glance, and being sick would delay things too much.

"...Wait, I'll go find you."

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