After the dregs

The massacre of the entertainment headlines, which made the audience eat melons for several days, lasted for seven days. It was not until seven days later that the gossip of a certain third-tier star in the circle and a high-level executive of the night party entertainment company broke out.

Gu Yuxiu left for a whole night. He didn't go home that day but went to the hotel. Facing Han Zhibai, he only said that everything was fine and refused the other party's wish to pick him up.

He needed to calm down for a few days, and he returned home quietly until the afternoon of the third day.

The sky was cloudy and sunny in summer. When I got off the car, it rained but when I arrived at the gate of the building, it was sunny. The sun shone warmly, and the grass and trees were green.He went upstairs and gently opened the door. Han Zhibai was sitting upright in a corner cut by the sunlight. Seeing him move slightly, he stood up and said, "Are you back?"

He nodded: "Yes."

Han Zhibai thought for a while and asked again: "Have you eaten yet?"

"I ate, what about you?"

A question and an answer, followed by Mo Ming's silence.Sometimes the more you pretend nothing happened, the harder it is to cover up.

Gu Yuxiu smelled a hidden smell of fireworks in the room, it wasn't strong, but it couldn't be hidden.He got up without making a sound and opened the window to let the sun in. He soaked another cup of warm water and put it in front of Han Zhibai's eyes. The two of them looked at each other silently for a while and said slowly, "I've thought about what happened yesterday."

Han Zhibai looked at him without blinking: "Yes."

"Why don't we...separate for a while?" He thought about it.

Han Zhibai was silent for a moment, raised his eyes and put his hands on his knees, and said in a dark voice, "How long?"

Gu Yuxiu went to the kitchen and silently washed an apple, cut out a transparent curly flower and placed it gently on the table before saying, "I don't know."

"Did I scare you that night?" Han Zhibai then asked him.

Gu Yuxiu paused his hands when he heard the words, raised his head and forced a smile: "No, it's just... I want to think clearly."

Consider what?

Han Zhibai's apple twitched to stop talking, his eyes looked at him quietly, without saying a word.

Compared with more than ten years ago, the appearance of the person opposite has obviously changed. His eyebrows are always slightly furrowed as if he is worried about something, and the eyes he looks at himself are not as bright and smiling as before. Sad, but still thin and gentle, his eyes are gentle like a glass of white water.He seldom shows his emotions in front of his eyes, and always keeps silent.

It shouldn't be like this.

Han Zhibai looked at him and suddenly thought in his heart, what would it be like now if those things hadn't happened when they were 20 years old?

In the house on a rainy day, turn on a light and read a book wrapped in the same stall, you can also cook soup for snacks, maybe do something else?

What a pity.

It's a pity that they missed the best 13 years between them.

The sunlight film on the light-transmitting glass became brighter and brighter. He thought for a long time and finally said, "I'll wait for you."

Gu Yuxiu breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you."

He went back to the house to pack his things, Han Zhibai held his hand to pack his things: "Where do you want to go?"

"hotel."

Han Zhibai put his clothes back in the closet, "I'll go."

Gu Yuxiu was stunned, he stood by and saw that Han Zhibai quickly packed up his things, packed up all the medicines he needed every day and put them in a conspicuous place, tidied everything up, and finally the door clicked "Cover up.

"I'm going, he said."

This is the second time that Gu Yuxiu has watched this person leave in this house, and his mood is very different from the past.

Han Zhibai left.

Gu Yuxiu sat alone in the empty room for a long time, got up to get himself a glass of water, only to find that the room was full of his breath, toothpaste, shower gel, where is it not the smell of this person?

That's it.

For the next period of time, Gu Yuxiu tried his best to keep himself busy.The company that Song Jin cooperated with Shi Yan was thriving and spared no effort to recruit people, and the income they gave was very considerable.

As soon as the end of the month passed, he became so busy that he couldn't take care of his promise.For the time being, Yan Nuo is still a troublesome little troublemaker. No one feeds milk at night, no one takes pictures and is coaxed to sleep, and no one tells stories. Sulking on the pillow, his temper became more and more like a small tyrannosaur.

Within a few days, not only did the elders of the Han family make several phone calls one after another, but even Ms. Mu was quite critical.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but in the end it was Han Zhibai who took over the task and led the people there, made breakfast in the morning and sent it over, and took Yan Nuo out of school in the evening, staggering the time exactly with him.

When Gu Yuxiu came home, the room was always full of fragrance.

Thanks, he texted.

There was no turning back.

It’s just that I don’t know when this person started writing poems and sending them to him one by one, but frankly speaking, the content of the letters is very touching.

July [-]st, I miss you very much.

July [-]nd, I still miss you very much

Rain, sunshine, miss my wife.

In the end, the letter was neatly packed into a box, and later I sent a recipe book, which he wrote by hand.

The fine brushwork is so beautiful that it is accompanied by a picture, and the taste difference of each scale is specially marked next to it.Gu Yuxiu thought it was funny for him to test one gram at a time.

He mentioned in his letter that if you are afraid, it’s fine if I don’t show up.

He said, I still miss you very much.

Han Zhibai once tried to share with him all the warm and colorful things he found in his monotonous life.Although it is sometimes a hard joke, although it is not that funny.

Those Xin Gu and Xiu looked at it repeatedly, lost their minds, and told stories to the children at night: "There is a kind of thorn bird that flies across thousands of mountains and rivers to find the thorn that belongs to it, and then waters the thorn with its own blood until It blooms beautifully..."

Yan Nuo asked, "Doesn't the bird hurt?"

He patted the child's head: "Has the little bird gotten used to it?"

At the beginning of the month, a new neighbor moved in next door, but he was mysteriously missing.

In November, Gu Yuxiu went to Lancheng City to prepare for a new project. After a few days, everything was almost done. Instead of going back to the hotel, he chose to go to a famous local mountain village for a few days of vacation.

Just after a misty rain in the afternoon, the twilight shone into Shili Jingu, he was sitting in the old building drinking bitter barley tea, with a plate of sugar cakes on the table, suddenly took out his mobile phone to send text messages on a whim.

It’s just that he hasn’t decided what to say after editing several times, and the other end seems to have been waiting for a quick reply, “Where are you?”

Gu Yuxiu roughly talked about his current location, took a few photos and sent them over. It took a long time for the other end to reply, um, a very cute cat came back.

He couldn't help laughing out loud.This time, half a day passed without knowing it, and it gradually began to rain outside.

Perhaps his luck was not very good. The rain became heavier and lasted for three consecutive days. The heavy rain flooded most of the village at night, and the water was too high to block the road.

He was a little anxious about not being able to catch the last flight on the weekend. The landlord squatted in front of the stove and counted the radishes and potatoes at home while smoking a herbal cigarette and sighed: "I'm afraid I can't get out. I can't get out. Mr. Gu, I'll make a phone call in the village to see." Look."

At that time, Gu Yuxiu squatted in front of the stove and peeled potatoes. He heard the crackling of firewood sparks in the stove, and raised his head: "I'm sorry."

After a few hours, the landlord came back wearing a raincoat and kept shaking his head, saying that he hadn't seen such heavy rain in the past few years, what should we do?wait?

On the seventh day, the rain was so heavy that there was no water or electricity in the village. The loudspeakers in the Taniguchi field kept repeating that there might be landslides and mudslides in the past few days. People in the village were ordered not to go out. Now they can't go out at all.

On the sixth day, he had long missed the flight back, even if he couldn't get in touch with the outside world, he was helpless.There was not much food left in the house, so he discussed with the landlord to give him less food, but the landlord sighed but had no choice.

Gu Yuxiu sat in the room and stared at the strings of rain falling from the tile eaves in a daze. When the sky darkened, everything seemed to quiet down. He could only hear the sound of the rain, the meek and terrified cries of the small animals in the sheep pen mixed with the rain. The sound of hitting the dirt, after thinking for a long time, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message, telling the person on the other side that he missed him a little.

The text message kept showing that it was being sent, and he knew that the signal had been cut off in the mountains long ago, so it couldn't be sent.

At night, he slept in the east room and heard a knock on the door, put on his clothes and got up to open the door.Pushing open the door, the rain was so heavy that even the vision was blurred. The oil lamp in his hand was flickered by the wind. He lowered his head and suddenly held the hand on the arm very hard, a little cold.Shocked, he pushed and opened his eyes to see the figure clearly, "You..."