South of Chutian

At this moment, Tang Heng didn't think about anything, only felt a black light flash in front of his eyes - this word seemed a bit strange, how could there be a black light?But it was indeed a flash of black light, as if the moment the movie was over, the screen suddenly went black.

Boundless blackness rises up, that is the prehistoric night sky.

Two seconds, or a little longer.Tang Heng realized that what he saw were Li Yuechi's pupils.

Li Yuechi let go, Tang Heng took a step back suddenly, moved his lips, but couldn't speak.The two lips had just touched Li Yuechi's, but Tang Heng couldn't react, as if the brain, vocal cords, and mouth were independent of each other.

Li Yuechi looked at him calmly, "Are you satisfied?"

After a while, Tang Heng said in a daze, "What?"

"Isn't that what you want to do when you give me money?" Li Yuechi spoke very slowly, "Is this enough?"

"I--"

"There is no more," Li Yuechi smiled, "I can't accept it, this is the limit."

So what he means is—

Tang Heng raised his hand and touched his lips blankly, they were still two thin lips, except for a little trembling, everything was as usual.So he's saying, that's the limit of what he can do?Now he gives, and he takes, and it's over.

Tang Heng whispered, "I didn't mean that."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not trying to pay for... this."

"Only this." Li Yuechi spread his hands and repeated again, "This is the limit."

Tang Heng was stunned, still unable to react, not understanding why he became like this.A heart that was fast and slow seemed to hit the south wall, and with a loud bang, everything shattered and cooled.

Obviously when his hand came up just now, the palm was warm.

Tang Heng took another step back and said, "I'm leaving." His voice was soft and low, almost covered by the rising and falling sounds of the river.

Li Yuechi was still so calm: "Thank you for today."

Not "you", just "you".

Tang Heng turned around and was about to run away, but Li Yuechi said again: "You don't need to come for that survey, your name will be added."

With his back turned to him, Tang Heng froze again.

When Tang Heng came to his senses, he was already sitting in a taxi.The car drove a long way, and through the window, I could still vaguely see the shining Yangtze River Bridge.Tang Heng only took one look and then quickly withdrew his gaze. He wondered in a daze why his relationship with Li Yuechi became like this?He admitted that he regretted it, even if he can't be a lover, even if he can be a friend or a classmate, as long as he can still see him.

But there is nothing to do now.Ever since he was a child, no one has ever treated him like Li Yuechi—in order to clear his relationship with him, Li Yuechi, a straight man, even kissed him.what does this look likeIt's like sending off beggars, entertaining them with good food and meals, and then saying, don't come to me to beg again, there are no more.

The most terrible thing is that Tang Heng didn't know what he did wrong. He didn't come out to him, didn't confess his love to him, and he didn't even touch his hand.He just wanted to lend him a sum of money so that he wouldn't have to be beaten again.So in this world, can being nice to someone be a sin?

The taxi stopped, started, turned, and drove onto Wuhan Avenue across the Yangtze River.In the night, the river cannot be seen, only the lights of the freighter can be seen.Tang Heng didn't know where Li Yuechi went, maybe he went back to the hospital?He knew that after this, he would probably never see Li Yuechi again. In fact, they had only known each other for less than ten days. Those days were scattered on the dark river like the foggy moonlight in Wuhan, and they were all broken into pieces.

Tang Heng clutched his stomach, sweat dripped from his forehead.He said to the driver: "Master, stop."

"What's wrong with you?" The driver immediately became nervous, "Did you drink too much?"

"No, but I..." I got motion sickness.

"Wait, it will stop ahead!"

Tang Heng didn't speak, and held his stomach tightly.He usually takes the subway as much as possible when he goes out, or takes a taxi after posting a motion sickness sticker, but today he could have taken Line 2 back to Han University, but it was too late, and the subway was out of service.

The taxi finally stopped, Tang Heng unscrewed the door and rushed out, squatting by the grass and retching.Stomach tossed, yet unable to vomit, physiological tears poured out and covered his face, not to mention how embarrassing he was.

The driver waited for a while, then came over and asked with concern, "Are you all right? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

Tang Heng said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay," but he didn't spit it out in the end. Tang Heng took out his wallet, "Come here, I'll go back."

"Huh?" said the driver, "That's still far away."

Tang Heng shook his head, signaling that it's okay.

That night, Tang Heng walked back to Hanyang University from Yuejiazui. He didn't know how long he walked, but he saw that there were fewer and fewer cars on the road, and all the shops were closed, except for the 24-hour convenience store with lights on. .He bought mineral water at a 7-11, drank half of it, poured the remaining half on his face, and his T-shirt was soaked.Continue walking, bleeding blisters on the feet, sweating profusely, and the T-shirt is soaked.

When he got home, the battery of his mobile phone had already been exhausted. Tang Heng didn't even look at it. He threw himself on the sofa exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

Maybe he was too tired, he didn't have any dreams.

After sleeping until the sunny afternoon, Tang Heng was awakened by the nanny's door opening.

He pressed the phone, but there was no response, and then he remembered that it hadn't been charged.

"Aunt Wang," Tang Heng frowned, "What time is it?"

"It's past four o'clock!" Aunt Wang quickly took a glass of water and handed it to Tang Heng, "What's the matter, your voice is so hoarse, you got angry?"

"Maybe..." His voice was indeed very hoarse, not only his voice, but his whole body was blunt.

"I'll make you some mung bean porridge? It's for relieving the heat."

"Okay, thank you."

"You child, if you eat out twice in three days, can you not get angry," Aunt Wang said while cleaning up the room, "Let's eat at home tonight, Auntie will make delicious food for you, ah."

Tang Heng got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. He turned the water temperature down very low, and he felt much refreshed.Aunt Wang has cleaned up the room and is preparing dinner in the kitchen.

Tang Heng turned on his phone and immediately received a series of messages.Someone in the same class asked him if he would travel to Changsha in a few days; a friend from a band invited him to watch their special performance; Starting at noon, there was a text message bombardment and a phone call bombardment.

Tang Heng dialed Jiang Ya's number: "What's wrong?"

"Fuck, you're still alive!" Jiang Ya scolded, "We almost called the police!"

"Go away, do you still have time to watch me?"

"What do you mean, are we the kind of people who forget their friends when they see sex?" Jiang Ya smiled ambiguously, and then asked, "Are you hoarse?"

"Well," Tang Heng said, "The air conditioner is blowing."

"I'm relying on you," An Yun's voice came over, "There's a performance tomorrow night!"

"...Can it be changed to the day after tomorrow?"

"Monday the day after tomorrow!"

"Not on Monday?"

"It's okay, but don't you want to visit Xiaoqin and the others?"

Tang Heng was silent for two seconds, and said in a low voice, "I won't go, and I won't go in the future."

"Ah?" An Yun was stunned, "Why?"

"I don't want to go."

"Then...Teacher Tang agrees?"

"Let's talk about it later," Tang Heng changed the subject a little irritably, "Do you two have plans for tonight?"

Jiang Ya said: "This is not waiting for your instructions."

"Come to my house for dinner. After dinner, you can watch a movie. Fight the Landlord is also fine."

"No problem!" Jiang Ya cheered, "I miss Aunt Wang's tamales!"