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He Tianxi often had dreams during this period, which can be called nightmares. The incident of Xing Congjing in the dream was already a nightmare, but in fact it was not a nightmare in a strict sense.

For example, one day he dreamed that when he was more than ten years old, he was under a tree with his head up. There was a bird's nest on the tree. When he passed under the tree before, he often heard the chirping of birds. He didn't hear the call at that time, so he stood under the tree and wanted to climb up the tree to see if the birds were gone.

While looking under the tree, Xing Congjing came over with a schoolbag on his back: "What?" Xing Congjing asked him.

He Tianxi raised his finger to the tree: "There was a bird's nest in the tree before, and there were birds singing. I don't know why I can't hear the sound when I come here today."

Xing Congjing laughed at him: "You really care about enough things, even a nest of birds in a tree by the side of the road is enough for you."

He Tianxi was about to "cock his tail" when he heard the words, he snorted and said, "That's right, Mr. Charity, every plant and tree in this world is the object of my concern."

Xing Congjing teased him: "Okay, you are awesome."

He Tianxi nodded and blinked: "That must be."

After that, Xing Congjing threw his schoolbag to him, stroked his sleeves and began to climb the tree. He climbed up the tree, stayed near the bird's nest for a while, and climbed down again, telling himself in his expectant eyes: "The bird Gone."

He Tianxi was disappointed: "Why?"

Xing Congjing said: "You are sick, how could I know why, then you have to ask the bird."

He Tianxi scolded back: "You are the only fucking sick."

Xing Congjing let out a "huh" laugh from her nasal cavity, and put her hand on He Tianxi's shoulder: "I'm going back."

He Tianxi twisted his shoulders all the way, until Xing Congjing asked him: "Do you have fleas on your body?"

He Tianxi retorted: "Yes, you have grown your arm, and it's annoying to put it on my shoulder."

Xing Congjing said, "Okay, okay." After finishing speaking, he pinched his shoulder, and then lowered his arm.

On the way, He Tianxi asked him again: "Do you think they have moved?"

Xing Congjing deliberately asked suspiciously: "Who are they?"

He Tianxi didn't react at that time, and explained very sincerely: "The little birds, they live in another tree."

Xing Congjing looked at him, with a regretful expression on his face, and hit him mercilessly: "I think I was eaten by other big birds. I actually saw the remains of their bodies just now."

He Tianxi jumped up and beat him violently: "You are fucking sick, Xing Congjing! Can you say something that people can listen to?!"

Xing Congjing said that he was too hypocritical, and there were many things, and he didn't believe it to be honest, so he wanted others to lie to him.

As a result, the next night, this person got into his room, sat on the carpet beside his bed and reached out to tap on the edge of his bed: "Are you asleep?"

After getting no response, he kept knocking like a wooden fish "dongdong" very frequently.

He Tianxi was completely awakened by him, and immediately became furious: "I'm sick, I was woken up by you when I fell asleep!"

Xing Congjing took out his mobile phone and put it next to his pillow, pretending to be mysterious and said, "I'll show you something."

He Tianxi originally wanted to pretend for 2 minutes that he was not interested in what he said, but he couldn't resist his curiosity. He turned over from the bed, and immediately moved his head to Xing Congjing's side: "What, what is it?"

Xing Congjing opened the phone album, the pixels of the phone were very blurry, but he could still see three baby birds lying in a bird's nest in the photo, He Tianxi was shocked and turned to look at Xing Congjing.

Xing Congjing took back the phone, he reached out and flicked the screen of his phone, and then said: "Maybe the bird parents have a second child."

He Tianxi ignored Xing Congjing's yin and yang aura, only said that the bird on the tree was still there, and he was about to jump on Xing Congjing to express his happiness. Xing Congjing stood up from the ground and left his room gracefully .

The last image in He Tianxi's brain before waking up from the dream was the back of Xing Congjing leaving his room. He sat on the bed with his head covered and his eyes fixed on the direction of the door of his room.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether I was in reality or in a dream.

I can hardly tell whether I am 15 or 29 now.

After he stopped thinking for a long time, he remembered it a little bluntly. In fact, he secretly climbed up the tree to look at it later. It was clear that there were no birds in the nest, only an empty bird nest was left alone. In the middle of the branches.Xing Congjing didn't know where he climbed the tree, and he found the blurry photo taken by the bird's nest with the little bird.

He woke up from a dream and couldn't sleep. He leaned against the bed and smoked. The ash fell on the bed sheet and poked several black holes. Remember many trivial things in your daily life.

For example, on his 25th birthday, Xing Congjing rushed home after eleven o'clock. Several groups of people came and left at his birthday party, and then left a few drunk people in the hotel suite.

When Xing Congjing came in, they booed. He Jialin said that Xing Congjing was good, but he retorted that he was good.

Xing Congjing has been able to suppress his own emotions very well after he became an adult, and he can not care about He Tianxi's many provocations. With a nonchalant tone: "Of course only you know if I'm good or not."

He Tianxi sneered at him while smoking a cigarette, Xing Congjing walked to him and sat down, turned around and reached out to take the cigarette he stuffed in his mouth, then stuffed it into his mouth and took a deep breath.

He Tianxi said unhappily, "Are you disgusting?" He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case again, didn't light it, and just held it in his mouth boredly.

Xing Congjing extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, glanced at him, and asked him, "Bored?"

He Tianxi shook his legs and rolled his eyes. The music on the stereo in the hotel room was playing music that bombarded people's eardrums. He saw Xing Congjing frowned slightly, and then complained: "It's so noisy."

He Tianxi couldn't remember whether he laughed or scolded Xing Congjing at that time, these were some trivial things that happened in his memory that did not need to be remembered at all.

Then Xing Congjing took out the cigarette in his mouth amidst the loud music, threw it on the coffee table, turned his head and kissed him gently on the lips, and said to him, "Happy birthday baby."

He Tianxi actually remembers the day of her 25th birthday most clearly when she rolled her eyes after listening to Hou Xing Congjing's words and said, "Can you throw up?"

For He Tianxi, the most docile and pure moment of Xing Congjing in a year is the few seconds before his birthday is past midnight. He will say "Birthday" in a tone that He Tianxi has never heard all year. hapiness".

He Tianxi felt that he was putting on airs, and he felt that Xing Congjing had never sincerely wished that he was "happy" for even a moment.

Even if he died, he wanted to pull himself into the abyss.This is the real Xing Congjing.

He Tianxi's brain was throbbing because of the sudden awakening at night. He smoked a whole pack of cigarettes, completely lost sleepiness, lifted the quilt and got out of the room.

There were a few weak lights in the living room specially for him, he went to the water bar and poured himself a glass of water, sat on a chair and drank two glasses of water quietly, then got up and went to Yang Eryu's house for a drink I picked a bottle of wine from the cabinet, returned to my seat and sat down to drink.

He Tianxi realized that something was wrong with him, he had a problem, he thought this might be the curse cast on him by Xing Congjing, and Xing Congjing said that he would definitely take him away if he died.

Then this must be the curse that Xing Congjing cast on him.

He Tianxi sat at the counter of the water bar and drank half a bottle of wine until his face flushed, and then he seemed to hear Xing Congjing's voice in a trance.

He heard Xing Congjing ask him: "Is this the way you thought of?"

"..."

"I raped you?"

"..."

"You call that rape?"

"..."

He heard Xing Congjing respond to himself in a very indifferent voice: "This is what you thought of? Saying that I raped you will ruin my reputation?"

"..."

"I'm dead baby, all the opinions and accusations of the living people about me are completely meaningless baby."

He Tianxi was drunk, he accidentally knocked over the wine glass, the wine in the glass was poured on the table, He Tianxi lay prone on the table full of strong alcohol smell.

From the moment he knew that Xing Congjing had died, he had not shed a single tear, and in such a late night, he poured it all out like spirits poured on the table.

In the room at two o'clock in the morning, his cries surrounded the room, and he was so lonely that he had no focus.