secret galaxy

Three people opened two standard rooms.

Liang Qian was holding the room card, the sharp corners of the rectangle sunk deeply into his palm, and the card was wet with some excited sweat.

This trip to Cangshi was really full of surprises, he never expected that he would be able to sleep in the same room as Duan Xinghe after only two months of reunion.

Although it's just sleeping, those pure, dirty, and gorgeous imaginations in the past finally have the opportunity to add a little bit of reality.Liang Qian wanted to know if Duan Xinghe would frown when he was sleeping soundly, would he snore and grind his teeth, would he kick the quilt to reveal a soft belly, or would his hair be disheveled and his eyelashes curled up, because he dreamed of delicious food? And drooling.

Ding dong, the elevator stops on the fifth floor.

"517, 518." Liang Qian followed the guidance on the wall and walked deep into the corridor, turning his head and asking Duan Xiaoyou halfway, "Sister, which one do you want?"

The two rooms face each other, one is facing the street and the other is near the park. Each has its own advantages, but the one facing the street will be noisy.

Duan Xiaoyou habitually relies on Duan Xinghe: "Brother?"

"Anything is fine," Duan Xinghe asked Liang Qian, "What about you?"

"I can do whatever I want, it's up to you."

"Then 517, be quiet."

"Okay." Liang Qian handed the room card of 517 to Duan Xiaoyou.

Until now he was still immersed in his imagination, completely unaware that things were going in a completely different direction than he expected.

At the door of the room, Duan Xiaoyou swiped his card to open the door of 517, and Duan Xinghe followed naturally. Before closing the door, he smiled at Liang Qian and said, "Good night."

"Wait a minute," Liang Qian finally turned the corner, forgetting to hide his shock in haste, "Do you share a room?"

Although they are brothers and sisters, they should avoid suspicion, not to mention that Duan Xiaoyou is 22 years old, which is really not young.

"Uh..." Duan Xinghe seemed hesitant, as if he hadn't thought about it, he felt embarrassed when Liang Qian pointed it out, and nodded slightly.

Liang Qian made a swallowing movement, quickly regained his composure, and said, "Okay, good night then."

He stumbled into room 518 and closed the door behind his back.

The hotel was fairly clean and hygienic, with two side-by-side small beds covered with brown checked sheets. Liang Qian sat down, sighed, and began to unbutton his shirt one by one.

It was late at night, and the shops downstairs gradually closed, and the surrounding area became desolate and quiet, only a few vague crickets could be heard from the grass.The bedside lamp was on, and in the dim halo, Liang Qian squinted his eyes, playing Happy Landlords on his mobile phone, his freshly washed hair was dripping wet, and he didn't bother to blow it, letting it soak the pillow a little bit.

I don't know if Duan Xinghe is asleep, the hotel's shower gel has a strong fragrance, will he soak it in the shower, and it will become fragrant and fragrant.Liang Qian stared at the pitch-black door in a daze. When he recovered, the system had automatically played a four of hearts, and unwrapped the three and two he had planned.And because he paused for too long, he was poured a bucket of ice water by his poker player.

At the end of the game, Liang Qian, as the landlord, lost all the Happy Beans.He quit the game depressedly, and sent a message to Duan Xinghe: "Are you asleep?"

Soon, Duan Xinghe replied: "No."

Liang Qian typed a few words: "Come to drink?" After hesitating for a moment, he deleted it and changed it to "Come to drink".

Click, the voice-activated lights in the corridor turned on, and a sound of footsteps stopped at the door of 518.When Duan Xinghe knocked for the first time, Liang Qian opened the door.

"Are you insomnia?" Duan Xinghe smiled in surprise.He was wearing gray pajamas with two buttons unbuttoned at the neckline, revealing his wet collarbone.

Liang Qian lied: "It's a bit of a bed."

"Xiaoyou fell asleep?" He let Duan Xinghe into the room, took out two bottles of red wine from the cabinet in the corner, because he disliked the hotel's glass glasses were not clean, so he took apart the disposable paper cups to fill them.

"Yes." Duan Xinghe took the cup and thanked him.

Liang Qian turned a blind eye to the other bed and the chair next to it, and sat down next to Duan Xinghe, rubbing his shoulders and knees against him, and raised the paper cup with a sense of ceremony: "Come on, do one."

The taste of red wine is very ordinary, sweet and greasy, like grape juice, but it unexpectedly fits the atmosphere of tonight.

A gust of cold wind came in from the window, Liang Qian saw that Duan Xinghe was wearing thin clothes, so he pulled the quilt from the corner of the bed and covered his shoulders. "I'm not cold," Duan Xinghe gave way to Liang Qian. Liang Qian smiled slyly, and sat closer together, huddled under the quilt with Duan Xinghe. Seen from behind, they looked like a white and fat couple. Silkworm chrysalis.

Duan Xinghe was uncomfortable, but he didn't push Liang Qian away, he just kept drinking, and the glass was empty after a while.Liang Qian remained considerately silent, taking advantage of it quietly, and smelled a faint fragrance of milk from Duan Xinghe's neck.

Duan Xinghe spoke suddenly, with a low and clear voice: "Do you think it's strange that Xiaoyou and I sleep in the same room?"

"Do you want to hear the truth?" Liang Qian observed his expression, hesitated for a few seconds, nodded and said, "It's a little bit."

Duan Xinghe tensed his jaw, and kept pinching the empty paper cup with his right hand, hesitant to speak.Liang Qian looked at him for a while, then took out the glass in his hand, filled it with red wine and handed it over.

Duan Xinghe drank a few sips of wine and said: "Xiaoyou is afraid of the dark, and dare not stay in the house alone, so I have to accompany him."

"Yeah." Liang Qian recalled that Duan Xinghe was always in a hurry to leave after work, and he also said that he would go home before "it got dark", probably because of this.

"Actually, Xiaoyou was not like this before. Her personality is very lively and outgoing, which is completely different from mine." Duan Xinghe turned his head and smiled at Liang Qian. The breathing on the face seemed to heat up again, like the scorching wind in midsummer, making people blush and heartbeat.

Liang Qian wanted to kiss Duan Xinghe, so he held back and became a patient listener: "Well, did something happen to her? She is so closed now."

Duan Xinghe fell into a long silence.His personality is introverted and steady. He hid everything in his heart when he was in high school. During the years when Liang Qian and him drifted away, he became more withdrawn and resolute.Liang Qian is very conflicted, he hopes that Duan Xinghe can open his heart to him, but also worries that recalling the past will make him sad, and he is often in these two contradictory emotions.

Duan Xinghe bit his lip, his long and straight eyelashes covered his eyes, he suddenly sighed.

Liang Qian had never seen him sigh. In his impression, Duan Xinghe would not be depressed. Even when talking about the experience of dropping out of school and working everywhere, he restrained his emotions and acted calmly.

"If you don't want to say it, then don't say it." Liang Qian felt distressed, hugged Duan Xinghe from behind, and patted him comfortingly.

"I want to say," Duan Xinghe said in a steady tone, "I want to tell you, is that okay?"

He looked at Liang Qian seriously, his eyes were clear and firm, as if he had made a major decision.

Liang Qian said, "Okay."

"Didn't you ask me before, why did my mother get sick? In fact, she got sick later. In the beginning, my sister had an accident, and I left school." Duan Xinghe finished his second glass of red wine, The paper cup was placed on the bedside cabinet. After a pause, he said, "Five years ago, my sister was raped."

"At that time, she was just in the third year of high school with good grades, and she was studying in Yuzhou Foreign Languages. One night, around ten o'clock, she came home from school. You have been to our place too. The building is very dilapidated and the lights are all broken. When she opened the door, she didn't pay attention to the corners around her, and was pushed in with her mouth covered..." Duan Xinghe stopped, sniffed softly, his voice a little hoarse.

Liang Qian's arm slipped from his shoulder, unconsciously.He looked at Duan Xinghe, except for watching, he couldn't respond in any way, his words seemed pale, his heart seemed to stop beating, it was frozen into ice, sending chills to all limbs and bones.

The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, making the curtains rattle. The two hugged a quilt, breathing heavily and looking at each other quietly in this narrow world.

Duan Xinghe laughed suddenly, although the corners of his eyes were still moist, he seemed to have unloaded a huge burden, and said softly: "I have never told anyone about Xiaoyou."

"En." Liang Qian's throat was blocked, and he took a breath with difficulty. He caught a glimpse of Duan Xinghe's right hand on his knee, then moved his shoulders, and carefully covered his palm, flesh to flesh, and clenched it tightly.

"Anything else, tell me."

It was a chaotic, painful, fragmented day.

Duan Xinghe said that when he received a call from his mother, he was taking solid state physics. The gray-haired old professor was eloquent on the podium, introducing the theory of lattice vibration and heat fusion. Call, hang up again, call again.He thought that his mother might be in a hurry, so he sneaked out through the back door of the classroom, hid at the corner of the stairs and pressed the answer button.

The phone was connected, but Sun Juan didn't speak, she just cried, her cry was not loud, her voice was completely hoarse, Duan Xinghe could hardly tell what she was talking about.

He asked the counselor for leave, and took the latest flight back to Yuzhou. Standing in front of the messy residential buildings, Duan Xinghe didn't notice any difference.Everything around is familiar: the lady selling pancakes upstairs has just left her stall, the narrow sidewalk is covered with colorful plastic sheets, and the sellers of stockings, women's underwear, cheap jewelry, and cockroach killers are all sitting with small horses on their hands. Behind my own stall, I suck instant noodles, use a fan to fan the wind, yell hard, and flirt with the charming Yan Erjie.

In the past, Sun Juan was also the object of their jokes.Sun Juan is beautiful. Although she was born in a rural area and only went to elementary school, she is smart and generous, and her face is still fair and beautiful in her 40s. She is quite famous in the Hongfeng Road area. After Duan Xinghe's father passed away, many men Many of them have several properties in pursuit of her, but Sun Juan doesn't like her at all.She is not the kind of short-sighted woman, she has already planned, for the rest of her life, she no longer counts on men, she wants to count on her children.

Residents who live in those old buildings on Hongfeng Road don’t know that the two children of Sun Juan’s family, one in Yuzhou Middle School and the other in Foreign Language School, have top grades, good looks, and their temperament and conversation are incompatible with this place. They are really flowers stuck in the mud.

Sun Juan is also proud of these two children. She sells clothes on Hongfeng Road. In summer, short-sleeved shirts and denim hot pants are hung on the booth. In winter, sweaters and cotton clothes are hung, all from the wholesale market. , the purchase price of dozens of yuan, the cost is very low.Whenever a customer stops by, she will say that these styles were chosen by my daughter. She is studying foreign languages ​​and belongs to the art troupe of the school. She has a good eye, and young girls now like to wear these styles.

Sun Juan dotes on Duan Xiaoyou very much. Her daughter looks like her, and her temperament is fresh and refined. She pins her regrets and hopes on Duan Xiaoyou, hoping that she will have a bright future.When Sun Juan was young, her family was poor, and her elders favored boys over girls. She had to drop out of school early to work and lost the golden time to learn knowledge.She looked at Duan Xiaoyou, as if she saw herself in the past. She refused to let her suffer the slightest grievance. She picked up the stars and the moon to raise her. to send.

Duan Xiaoyou lived up to everyone's expectations and grew into a slim and fairy-like magnolia. There is no one in the neighborhood who doesn't know her.In the old building lived a few rascals. They were single in their 40s and had no serious job. They usually sat under the banyan tree drinking tea, staring at the passing young girls unscrupulously, and talking lewdly.When Duan Xiaoyou was [-] or [-] years old, he had already attracted the attention of this group of hooligans. They would often get together and strike up conversations with Duan Xiaoyou playfully, like a drooling mangy dog. For this reason, they were often beaten by Sun Juan.

Since Duan Xiaoyou entered adolescence, Sun Juan has become more and more aggressive. Protecting her daughter is like protecting her own life. After several times of throwing up and down, and even threatening with a knife, Sun Juan tidies up the nearby hooligans and only treats Duan Xiaoyou. Dare to look at it from afar, but dare not play with it.

However, bad luck always came so unexpectedly, this beautiful white magnolia finally withered.