South of Chutian

It's hard to describe that feeling——Tang Heng knew that his thinking was extremely clear, but his body softened involuntarily, like a corpse possessed by an evil spirit in a movie, and collapsed when the evil spirit left , died again.

That's right, died again.The first time six years ago, now the second time.The knee hit the concrete floor hard, and it hurt so much that I didn't feel any pain.Tang Heng clearly felt his body fall forward, and felt a little relaxed. If he fell like this, in front of Li Yuechi, it would be a kind of apology.

However, in the next second, Li Yuechi caught it firmly.

Li Yuechi squatted in front of him, with great strength, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and fixed his head with the other: "Tang Heng, wake up," he called him eagerly, "Can you stand up?"

Tang Heng wanted to say "wait a minute", but moved his lips and couldn't make a sound.He just felt that this moment was too familiar, so familiar that he couldn't believe it was real.

Li Yuechi changed his posture and let Tang Heng's chin rest on his shoulder. Then he put his hands around Tang Heng's waist, lifted him suddenly, and quickly put Tang Heng on the bed.

He leaned over and looked at Tang Heng: "What's wrong?"

Tang Heng was still speechless, but opened his eyes wide and stared at him.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, Li Yuechi took the lead to look away and looked at the folder on the table.He walked to the desk, put the folder back neatly, and said nothing.Tang Heng could only stare at his back, the same gray jacket covering his thin waist.In this way, his back looks like six years ago, when he was the student handing out leaflets on the street, or the person who stood in the cramped rented house and cooked a bowl of egg noodles for him.Tang Heng felt that he was dreaming.

Li Yuechi came over again, reached out and touched Tang Heng's forehead, then squatted down, holding his calf.

"You..." He paused, "Don't move here."

Tang Heng didn't move, looking up at the ceiling.The ceiling is also liver-colored old wood, with inconspicuous holes on the edge, I don't know if there will be air leakage in winter.Li Yuechi turned and walked out, Tang Heng followed him until he couldn't see him.Only then did he feel the pain in the soles of his feet, probably because the glass was scratched when he smashed the window.He looked down and landed on the bookshelf next to the bed.The bookshelf has four layers, with two drawers in the middle.Without thinking about anything, Tang Heng raised his arm and opened the drawer close to him.

He couldn't see it, so he could only grope with his hands and grab a black plastic bag.He untied the knot and took out three small sealed bags, which were transparent.Tang Heng lifted them up one by one and looked at them without blinking.Tang Heng thought to himself, it was like nesting dolls, one nested inside the other, thinking it was some kind of treasure.

Not a baby.Just, six years ago, the guitar pick he used.A dark green plastic pick, probably bought from a piano store because I forgot to bring a pick during a certain rehearsal.And this, if you want to save money, you should also deposit it in the bank, right?The 52 cents he took from his pocket that afternoon six years ago, how many banknotes and coins can 52 cents be made of?He himself forgot that it turned out to be a 50-yuan note, two one-yuan coins and eight dimes, all intact here.The last one was even more ridiculous. The Chinese cigarettes he gave him a few days ago, obviously he had never smoked them, were still heavy.

The sealed bag of Zhonghua Tobacco is smooth and smooth, while the other two sealed bags are crumpled and have been rubbed countless times.The new sealed bag joined the old sealed bag, like a newcomer squeezed between two old people, if Tang Heng hadn't discovered them, maybe they would have been locked in the drawer forever, until the new ones slowly got old too.And he never knew how many times Li Yuechi had looked at them.

Tang Heng closed his eyes, two lines of tears flowed from the end of his eyes into his hair.

Li Yuechi came back soon, and the moment he entered the room, he looked at Tang Heng with a bit of surprise.Immediately afterwards, he saw the thing in Tang Heng's hand, and instantly became expressionless.Li Yuechi stepped aside and said to the middle-aged man behind him, "His foot was cut."

"Hey! What's the matter, you don't have shoes on?" The man opened the medicine box and took out the alcohol and gauze, "Leader, it may hurt a little, bear with it!"

Tang Heng let out a "hmm", still looking at Li Yuechi.But Li Yuechi turned his face away as if he wanted to avoid it.

In the next second, a sharp pain shot straight from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai. Tang Heng snorted and reached out to grab Li Yuechi's quilt. "The wound is a bit deep, as if glass slag has entered, this...leader, bear with it." Before the doctor finished speaking, another burst of severe pain rushed up. Tang Heng pulled a corner of the quilt, opened his mouth and bit it.

"Hey Xiao Li, hold the leader down for me, I'm afraid he will move around."

Li Yuechi walked over without making a sound, holding Tang Heng's knees with both hands.

"Oh, look, there really are!" Tang Heng couldn't see the doctor's expression, he could only hear him sigh repeatedly, "It's got mud in it, it's troublesome, troublesome, it's going to be infected if you don't clean it up. Hold on tight, Li , I flush it with alcohol."

Li Yuechi didn't respond, and said after a few seconds: "Take it easy."

"No matter how light it is, it still hurts. There is no way."

But it hurts too much.Tang Heng's eyes were darkened, and sweat was dripping from his forehead.This night was like a catastrophe, the body turned into a thin sheet of paper, soaked in pain, and even the consciousness gradually became blurred.

After an unknown amount of time, a cold palm touched his forehead.He heard Li Yuechi's voice: "Okay."

Tang Heng opened his eyes in a daze, only to realize that the doctor had already left.

Li Yuechi said: "You let go."

Tang Heng let go, Li Yuechi pulled the quilt away, and said, "Let go."

Tang Heng didn't move this time, still holding the black sealed bag with both hands.

Li Yuechi stretched out his hand and yanked it, but failed to yank it away.He lowered his voice and said lightly: "It's all yours, just right, you can take it away."

Tang Heng said, "I know everything."

"what do you know?"

"Sun Jihao took bribes, he gave me sleeping pills when I was passing the data, and I fell asleep—"

"Didn't I tell you not to drink?"

"Down in milk."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Tang Heng said in a low voice:

"Tian Xiaoqin was raped by Tang Guomu, right?"

"It's been six years, what's the use of talking about it?"

"What's the use of keeping these things?"

"Then take it."

"Li Yuechi," paused, and raised all his strength, "I love you, always, always."

Li Yuechi was silent.Tang Heng felt that he was nailed to the cross, waiting for his trial.

After a moment, however, he smiled.The incandescent lamp reflected his face, reflecting the stiff arcs of his mouth, eyebrows and eyes.It was a bleak smile, neither cold nor mocking, just sad.Tang Heng had never seen such an expression on his face, as if he would cry the next moment, but he didn't cry.

It was still pouring rain outside, as if it would never stop.The world is as muddy as hell, and water vapor seeps in through the cracks and holes.

Li Yuechi looked at Tang Heng and said softly, "Actually, you don't know."

Tang Heng said, "I don't know what?"

Li Yuechi shook his head and said nothing.He thought he would never wait for this day in his life, but it doesn't matter, he spent four years and seven months in prison, he lied that Wang Di was his girlfriend, he humiliated him and drove him away, he did everything for The most important thing is not to wait for this day in this life.

——You don't know how much I love you.