South of Chutian

The next morning, Tang Heng was woken up by the phone ringing.He was sleepy, closed his eyes and touched his phone: "Hello?"

"Tang Heng, did you take the GRE?" Fu Liling's voice was muddy, probably from drinking again.

"...Are you checking my bank card?"

"Your? I don't make money, where did you get the bank card?" Fu Liling said, choked up, "You don't want your mother anymore, do you? Tang Heng, you are the only mother, and now you don't want me either?"

It's this set again.Tang Heng instantly became irritable: "I went abroad to study for a few years, and I am not an immigrant!"

"I don't agree," Fu Liling yelled, "Either you don't spend my money!"

"Okay, if I don't spend your money, you—"

"Baby, I beg you, mother," her voice suddenly dropped, as if begging, "as long as you stay in the country, any mother will support you."

"I'm gay and you support it?"

The other end was silent for a few seconds: "Baby, those are all fake..."

Tang Heng hung up the phone directly.

It was almost eleven o'clock at this time, and Jiang Ya and An Yun were fast asleep—these two people didn't get up until noon.Tang Heng got up alone to wash up, and took out the dried clothes from the washing machine.He dressed neatly, went to the sofa and kicked Jiang Ya: "Don't sleep, lend me some money."

"Hmm...study, drawer," Jiang Ya said vaguely, "card."

"I want cash."

"In my pocket..."

Tang Heng picked up the jeans he had left in the corner: "Not enough."

"Why are you so fucking busy!" Jiang Ya sat up wanting to cry, "It's in the bottom drawer of the bedroom closet! Take my money and get out!"

"Do you want to humiliate our love with just 5000 million..." An Yun also woke up, her eyes hadn't opened yet, her mouth was sharp, "Where are you going, Tang Heng? By the way, bring some food back, I want to eat duck feet stew .”

Jiang Ya said happily: "I want to eat too!"

"Go on to sleep," Tang Heng said blankly after taking the money, "I have everything in my dream."

It was another sunny day, with both feet on the ground, one could faintly feel the steaming heat. It didn't look like it had rained last night.Tang Heng was disturbed by Fu Liling's phone call, and with the hot weather, he really lost his appetite.He sat in the subway station for a while, then answered his uncle's call, telling him to stop arguing with his mother, and report to the project team tomorrow.

Tang Heng answered casually, and when he hung up the phone, a subway came into the station, and he walked in with the flow of people.Line [-] is always overcrowded. Fortunately, there are only two stops from Huquan to Jiejiekou.Tang Heng bought a bottle of aromatherapy in Creative City, and then took a taxi to Donghu Village.

He was going to find Li Yuechi, but when he thought of the garbage dump downstairs at Li Yuechi's house...he just bought an aromatherapy diffuser, hoping it would be of some use.

Passing by the clinic, Tang Heng walked in and asked the doctor, "Did he change his medicine today?"

"Here we come." The doctor was eating hot dry noodles again, "I came early in the morning, and I look quite energetic."

"Okay, thank you."

"Did that kid have a fever last night?"

"……No."

"I'm in good health."

Tang Heng thought to himself, shouldn't he have a fever?If you have a fever, how can you change your dressing in good spirits this morning?How to go to tutoring class?How to distribute leaflets?Even if that guy wants to have a fever, he doesn't dare.

Tang Heng strolled boredly in the alley, and the noon sun was scorching. He was a little thirsty, so he bought rice wine at a breakfast shop.For example, there is sour plum soup in Beijing, milk tea in Guangzhou, and rice wine in Wuhan's breakfast shops. The chilled rice wine is sour and sweet, and it is cold, and it is best to go with hot dry noodles.

It's just that Tang Heng still has no appetite.He clearly knew that Li Yuechi would not be at home right now—maybe he came to see him just to find something for himself to do.Even just waiting aimlessly can make him stop thinking about those troublesome things for a while.

All the way to the downstairs of Li Yuechi's house, the garbage dump is still there, soaked in the rain, and the smell is even stronger after the sun shines.Tang Heng frowned as he climbed the stairs. What he didn't see clearly last night, he could see clearly now.The green paint of the iron ladder has been mottled, and several railings are rusted, with patches of brown iron slag.Climbing all the way to the door of his house, I saw an umbrella hanging on the top railing. It was an old-fashioned long umbrella with four small characters printed on the handle: Qingwen Kaoyan.

Is it a set with that T-shirt?This tutoring class has poured out a lot of peripherals.

etc--

Here is the umbrella.

Tang Heng was stunned for two seconds, then raised his hand and knocked on the door.

No one should.

Maybe it's because I didn't bring an umbrella when I went out in the morning.

Knock twice more.

Still no one answered.

Forget it, that guy doesn't look like someone who is afraid of the rain.

Tang Heng turned around to leave, but just as he took a step, he heard faint footsteps behind him.

Drawn, very slow footsteps.

The door opened, and Li Yuechi stood in front of Tang Heng.He was bare-chested, and although he was wearing jeans, they were obviously put on hastily—the buttons on the zipper were unbuttoned, and the waistband of his trousers was slightly open, revealing the part of his abdominal muscles that Tang Heng hadn't seen last night.

Tang Heng felt his temples twitch, and couldn't help but said, "Can you put on your pants?"

Li Yuechi buttoned his buttons, speaking very slowly: "Is there something wrong?"

"I'll pay you back."

"Well, it's troublesome." The man stood still, and had no intention of inviting Tang Heng into the house.

Tang Heng took out a few hundred-yuan notes from his pocket and handed them over.

Li Yuechi glanced down, but didn't answer: "Too many."

"You take it." Tang Heng said.In fact, he himself didn't know how much it was, so he was too lazy to count.

Li Yuechi remained silent, stretched out his hand and took out two.

Tang Heng had no choice but to ask him, "How is your injury?"

"fine."

"Did you have a fever last night?"

"No."

"That's good."

"Um--"

Li Yuechi looked at Tang Heng and smiled very slowly.That smile is like the shadow of the sun at noon, revealing a bit of trance.Tang Heng was stunned, and in the next second, he saw the other party falling straight towards him!

His forehead was very hot, and his whole body was hot, but when he was lying on the bed, he whispered: "I'm a little cold."

Tang Heng asked him quickly: "Where do you put the antipyretics?!"

"Finished."

"Damn it," Tang Heng said, "wait!"

"Don't go."

"I'm going to buy medicine for you!"

"I want to drink water."

"Where is the water?"

"..."

Tang Heng looked around, only to find a Fuguang plastic water cup by the foot of the bed, which was empty.Tang Heng cursed again: "I'm fucking convinced."

Li Yuechi stared at him with dark eyes, straight, like the eyes of some kind of animal.

Tang Heng hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you want to drink the rice wine?"

He said, "Drink."

Tang Heng wrapped his arms around his shoulders and helped him prop up his upper body.The other hand brought rice wine to his mouth.

He quietly took the straw that Tang Heng had held in his mouth, and then began to swallow, so fast that his chest heaved violently.It seemed that there was no sound in the room except the sound of his swallowing.Tang Heng felt more and more that he looked like some kind of animal, with similar eyes, even when drinking rice wine.

He directly drank a large glass of rice wine.

Tang Heng couldn't help asking: "How long has it been since you drank water?"

Li Yuechi lay down again, turned his back to Tang Heng.He was covered in a mess of bandages and the wound was still swollen.When Tang Heng asked him something, he didn't answer, but fell asleep directly.Perhaps it was because of the unbearable fever, but his breathing was fast, and his two shoulder blades trembled slightly with his breathing.

It turned out to be a horse.Tang Heng remembered.Not those tall, strong horses in the racecourse, bred to be harnessed.It is a wild horse in the mountains, with a back like a knife, skinny, as long as it is not dead, it will run in the dust, even if it is dead, it is still a hard skeleton.

Of course, he didn't mean to curse Li Yuechi.

Tang Heng took the key from Li Yuechi's desk and went to the clinic to buy medicine for him.Antipyretics, antipyretic patches, anti-inflammatory drugs, I bought everything I could buy.I went to the canteen next to me and bought a dozen bottles of mineral water.At noon on the hottest day, the T-shirt was quickly soaked with sweat.

Back at his home, patted his arm: "Get up and take medicine."

At this time, Li Yuechi was very cooperative, obediently took the medicine and drank water.Then he stared straight at Tang Heng, as if he couldn't react to what happened.

Tang Heng tried to ask him: "Do you know who I am?" I hope I don't burn my brain out.

"I know," Li Yuechi smiled at him, and said very clearly, "You are the one who sang "Summer Night Wind"."