Tick ​​tick

"Hello? What do you want to ask, tell me."

Shi Yusu acted as if he guessed that Song Qiyou would make a call, so he picked it up to preemptively strike.Song Qiyou heard that he was so direct, so he asked directly: "Is the relationship between clock and uncle and aunt...... not very good?"

"You don't need to leave me out." Shi Yusu smiled on the phone, "It's not very good. Does he have a good relationship with anyone but you?"

Song Qiyou thought for a while, and indeed, for so long, he had never seen Clock interacting with anyone other than himself.But there is another thing he wants to ask: "Aren't uncles and aunts treating him that well?"

"Song Qiyou." Shi Yusu's voice didn't sound very happy, "Have you learned to judge things without grounds by following the clock? Isn't the old man treating him well? Except for formal occasions, what does he want to wear? How to play, is this not good?"

Song Qiyou sighed: "That's not what I asked."

Shi Yusu was silent, as if he didn't know what Song Qiyou asked and needed to think about it, as if he knew what he was asking but didn't know how to speak, and finally said: "He had some things when he was young. I don't know if he talked to you or not. Said. He slipped in the pool once and we didn't catch it in time."

Song Qiyou's hand was resting casually on the window sill, but now he exerted force suddenly, making a mark on the palm of his hand: "Then what?"

"Then I was sent to the hospital and was in a coma for a while. I thought..."

"Is this good for him?" Song Qiyou's eyes were swollen, he suddenly raised his voice to interrupt, and realized that the clock was still sleeping, so he suppressed his voice and asked, "Take the child to the swimming pool and don't look at it, is that good?"

Song Qiyou tried to imagine such a scene, the little clock was drowning in the water, his eyes were desperate and helpless.Just thinking about it made him tremble with fear, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Is this an example? Isn't it the same as you chatting today? It's almost a habit to not care about him. No wonder..."

"No wonder what?" Shi Yusu sneered, "No wonder he's so paranoid? Is he paranoid because of our family education problems? Well, even if that's the case, he's 23 now, and he can completely adjust himself. Look at him Do you want to change your mind a little bit?"

"You never guided him correctly, and now you blame him for not self-adjusting?"

"Song Qiyou, don't be too partial. Forgive me for hitting you. He put all the focus of his life from the past to the present on you, completely ignoring the rest of the world, including himself. His psychology is so pathologically deformed."

Song Qiyou couldn't bear Shi Yusu's ridicule: "He just wants someone to love him."

"Oh, Professor Song would say such unnutritious things." Shi Yusu didn't stop mocking, "What about now? You love him, will he be satisfied? He will only desire more love from you. With a little less love, can you imagine what he would do?"

"He never hurt me."

"Of course he won't hurt you, but he will hurt others because of you."

Song Qiyou had no way of judging the possibility of Shi Yusu's proposal. He thought for a while—only for a short while—and said firmly: "If he can, I'll teach him how wrong it is. What do you think? How he is is your personal opinion. You haven’t seen him playing with children downstairs in my office building. You haven’t seen him watching the sea and snow. I have seen him. I know how good he is. I think He deserves to be loved, and I will always love him. He is afraid that my love will decrease, so I love him more every day than the day before."

Shi Yusu might have been confused by his tirade, so he paused and said, "Song Qiyou is such a saint of love. If you really love him, teach him how to get along with the world other than you." There was another "chi" , "But your interpersonal skills are not very strong."

From the first half of the sentence, Song Qiyou heard Shi Yusu's concern for the clock as his elder brother, and from the second half of the sentence, he heard his teasing towards him as a friend. Tonight's unpleasant conversation is over.Although it is impossible for those things that happened to pass, but he is not good at bearing grudges, he only wants to protect his clock from such harm in the future.

The face of the main character in the dialogue appeared in his mind, and Song Qiyou said sincerely: "I really love him."

"Shut up quickly. People who are in love are dogs." Shi Yusu didn't want to hear his love, "I'm dead. I'll call Zhiwu later to scold you to relieve my anger."

Song Qiyou hung up the phone with a helpless smile, ready to see if the clock was awake, when he turned around, he saw the clock was leaning against the door frame of the door leading to the balcony in the living room.He was bluffed for a moment, his eyes softened quickly, and he asked, "Why did you come out? There was no sound."

The clock made room for him to lean against another door frame: "I'll wake up as soon as you leave."

Song Qiyou's face was a little hot when he thought of what he said to Shi Yusu just now: "Did you hear everything?"

"'He just wants someone to love him!'"

Clock learning is extremely exaggerated, but if you listen carefully, you will find that the accent and speech rate are exactly the same as Song Qiyou's.Song Qiyou's face became hotter, he stood up straight and changed the subject: "Do you want to sleep a little longer? Or eat?"

Clock willfully said: "I want to sit on the bed and eat dumplings."

As usual, Song Qiyou carried the clock back to the bed, and the clock on his back asked "When can Mr. Song give me a princess hug", and threw the slippers in the living room.He went to warm up the dumplings and served them to the clock, and watched the clock cheerfully took them, saying "be careful of the hotness".

Zhong Zhong bit off half of a dumpling, opened his mouth slightly and waited for the heat to dissipate before chewing. After eating a few like this, he suddenly said: "My mother went to find my brother that time and left me alone in the shallow water. But I can drown in shallow water, and I'm pretty good."

Song Qiyou realized what he was saying, and comforted him, "It's not your fault."

Clock is a little aggrieved: "They are always like this. My brother is excellent, so he only cares about my brother and doesn't care about me."

"I think you are much better than your brother. Your brother can only design clothes, doesn't know physics, can't cook, and doesn't know as many languages ​​as you."

"I don't know physics either. I only studied astrophysics to get close to you, and I didn't take the class seriously."

Song Qiyou froze for a moment, feeling distressed: "It's okay. You don't need to use physics now."

"They all think my brother is excellent, like him, and flatter him. I have always been dispensable. But you didn't. When you came to my house, I heard movement and looked down from upstairs. You saw me and asked me Brother, what's my name, greet me, and chat with me after I go downstairs. I said that physics is very difficult to learn, and you can ask you if you don't know it."

It turned out to be like this.Song Qiyou was very guilty, he didn't remember this paragraph at all.He listened to the clock and went on:

"I can't believe it at all. I feel that I am so ordinary, and I can't bring you any benefits. How could you be willing to help me. I don't want to confirm that you are perfunctory. Until later, I listened to Shi Yusu one after another. I heard about you, and heard that you went to M University to continue your doctorate and do scientific research, so I knew that you are such a person."

"I regret it so much, I want you. I went to M University, followed you on campus every day, and opened a bar after returning to China. I hope you will come." The sound of the clock brought tears, "Do you still love me knowing this? ?Would you think I'm a weirdo like they do? Would you hate me?"

Song Qiyou took the bowl and put it aside, leaned over and hugged him: "Clock, don't worry about this. Before you appeared, my life was only academic. It was you who let me know that it is as wonderful as science, even more wonderful than science. With the existence of beautiful 'love', how could I not love you?"

The clock began to shed tears: "But I'm so bad."

Song Qiyou said very seriously: "Just because you make me feel love, you will always be the best with me."

The clock cried even harder, and the air became humid.Song Qiyou didn't know how to comfort him, and continued clumsily: "And I'm also very bad. You see, I'm very slow, I can't express, I can't say a lot of funny words, I lack a lot of life skills, and I only know English foreign language……"

"It's a good thing you're slow, otherwise you must have been scared away by me."

Song Qiyou sighed like holding the most precious treasure: "There is no such thing as 'lucky'."

How can there be any luck.Like the universe, love exists from nothing at the time t=0. Do you think this is luck or destiny?

It's okay if it's destined, or it's lucky, anyway, it's decided, anyway, it's very good.

The clock couldn't stop crying.In front of Song Qiyou, he seemed to cry too much.But in the past, those cries were always lonely and dry, and he always felt that tears were like grains of sand, gathering together like a desert that trapped him, but this time, he seemed to see an oasis in the desert.

It was planted by Song Qiyou.

It was still dark when the clock woke up, and Song Qiyou was lying beside him.He thought that he fell asleep with his head on Song Qiyou's shoulder after crying yesterday, and he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. Thinking of Song Qiyou's confession, he turned over and put his arms around Song Qiyou's waist.

Song Qiyou thought about what Shi Yusu and Zhong Zhong said, and almost didn't sleep all night. Now, when he saw Zhong Zhong's head stuck in his arms, he touched him and asked, "Are you awake? Are you hungry? I'll go get something to eat." ?"

"Are you awake? I'll do it. What you cook is not as good as mine. But it's too early, let's lie down for a while."

Clock is not as "dressed and undressed" as he boasted before, he is just too thin.Song Qiyou imagined a thin figure busy in the kitchen and said, "Clock, let's discuss something."

Clock is surprisingly sharp: "No discussion. Mr. Song, you said you loved me so well last night, so what's the point of restraining me as soon as you wake up?"

Song Qiyou got stuck in his throat and didn't know what to say when he was kicked back by such a big hat.Zhong Zhong had no choice but to give in to his reaction of saying "no discussion" when he heard himself saying "no discussion", and gave in with a sigh: "Teacher Song, tell me, what are you discussing?"

"Uh, can I do housework these days?"

no respond.Song Qiyou hurriedly added: "I can practice my cooking skills. I don't need skills in washing dishes and cleaning the room. I just do it."

It's okay, but it's just, "Then I don't have anything to do?"

"Is there anything you like to do?" Song Qiyou followed the temptation, "I see that you always quote various famous lines when you talk, and you should like reading books very much. Let's buy some books and put them at home. You can read them slowly?"

This intention is really Sima Zhao's heart.The clock assumes that several rounds of conversations between the categorical "I don't think it's necessary" and the persuasive "I think it's good to do something I like to pass the time" have been going on for several rounds, and then asks: "Do you also think that I am doing something like this now? Life is not good?"

Song Qiyou was still hesitating on the edge of the problem, and the clock hit the red heart so that he was caught off guard: "It's not..."

"Is there still a 'just'?' It's not 'Life is not good,' but 'should do more meaningful things, get along with others more, have more kindness, don't be confined to one thing, don't close yourself , don’t treat the world as an enemy.” Clockwork conditioned sharply said a short paragraph, and suddenly realized that it was Song Qiyou who was talking to him, and became at a loss again, “Should I do that?”

"The meaning is not clearly defined, getting along with others is not all good, and not getting along with others certainly does not mean that you are closed. I think you are very kind-hearted, and the occasional hostility is just out of defense. The only thing that is debatable is that you are limited If a thing is 'love', you don't need to be confined to it, it will always be there."

Such a romantic passage, a passage of turning all the thorns into roses and returning them to the clock, Song Qiyou said in the tone of explaining the five-star problem.Zhong Zhong looked up at his flushed face, and joked, "Ms. Song refused to have sex with me last night, was it because he put honey on his mouth and didn't want me to find out?"

Song Qiyou's ears were also red: "I'm just talking about the facts. Isn't that the truth?"

Yes yes yes, all you have to say is "So the correct answer to this question is..." and I say "Thank you teacher, I understand".The clock said, "What you're saying is that I'm fine as I am now?"

"No problem overall, just need to fine-tune?"

"Fine-tuning? But what's wrong with this now? You go to work, and I do other things in the lives of the two of you..." Clock's eyes were in a daze for a while, and he shook his head again, "No. I haven't thought about it yet."

Hearing that Zhong Zhong's attitude was wavering, Song Qiyou laughed so hard that Zhong Zhong wanted to name him "Alsace" in English: "Don't worry, think slowly. The first step is to let me do the housework first. If you are not used to it for a while, stand next to me. We say something."

"Is this starting a new chapter in my life? Is it 'good'?"

"A new chapter? I don't know. As for whether it's 'good' or not," Song Qiyou grinned, "Let's try it together."

Clock didn't know either, he seriously wondered why he wanted to change the already happy status quo, he was confused and resisted, even a little uneasy.But Song Qiyou was very relieved when he said "try it together". Teacher Song, who is emotionally slow and not good at words, has done so much preparation to say these things according to the situation. He must have not slept well last night.

The clock clings to those around you.Love has said it too many times in the past two days, and he has to say it again: "Song Qiyou, I love you."

It was rare to be called by Zhenger Bajing's name, and Song Qiyou responded embarrassedly: "I love you too."

I love you too.

For many years before this day, the clock was always thrown to the darkness, and the darkness accused him of having no love, and questioned why the snow in his heart did not fall for years.Finally, finally, he entered the morning, and the morning gently pardoned him, and every midwinter that had been hoarded in his heart since childhood collapsed. Since then, the clouds and mists have dispersed, the sky and the earth have become clear, and the love he pursues is no longer the echo of the valley.