back from trouble

The starry sky and the sea on the lock screen gradually fade away, and then turn into a sunny picture.

Laughing but froze for a moment——

Mountains, water, trees.

The tender green aquatic plants protrude from the water like grass tips, densely connected into one piece.One flourishes and one withers, not far away, scattered dead branches stand, casting swaying transparent reflections on the still water.

Water and sky are the same color, all are clear blue, dark blue, light blue, transparent blue, or green, dark green, dark green, light green.

Until the gloomy distant mountains are almost blurred into shadows, but they are illuminated by the sky again.

This is a watercolor painting.

To be precise, it is a watercolor painting hanging on the bedroom wall upstairs.

This is a joke.

Several years ago, he was going to Shangri-La to purchase a batch of leather materials for business reasons. He was ready to leave after he had bought the train ticket. He also heard from the locals that the Living Buddha would appear in three days and give a lecture.With a thought, he immediately postponed the ticket for a few days.

Songzanlin Monastery is one of the holy places of Tibetan Buddhism, laughing as a non-believer, but believing in the way of heaven, especially after rebirth.It's a pity that the living Buddha appeared that day but was laughed as if he missed it. When he arrived in a hurry, the incense had gone, and he could only sigh with emotion that he might not have enough fate with Buddha, so he offered an ever-burning lamp under the Buddha and left.The train ticket was for the next day, and I had plenty of time to spend, so I diverted to Pudacuo.It happened to be June, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the rhododendrons all over the mountains were so beautiful that it was dazzling.

After I came back, I put all these things in the back of my mind, until last year, one day I didn’t know why I remembered this scene again, and when I closed my eyes, the scene at that time appeared in front of my eyes.

That afternoon, he drew it with a brush.

At that time, he had just been in this house that he didn't come to often at all, so he hung it on the wall of the bedroom.

He also thought that when he was painting, he only had a landscape in his mind, but it was not until the bright sunshine and deep still water jumped out of the paper without any contradiction.

He had to admit, he kind of thought of someone.

And now I see this painting on someone's mobile phone.

Laughing and looking at it for a while, he clicked on the call log.

Blank.

Smiling into a frown, he thought at least a few familiar names would appear, including himself.Just yesterday afternoon, he had just called the other party.Now there is nothing in the call log.

This shows what?

Xiaocheng clicked on the text message record, and there was not a single message like the call record.

Then he flipped through pictures, documents, nothing, and only a few built-in applications were installed on the home screen.If it wasn't for the fact that Wei Shaoge took it out of his coat, he would have doubted whether the phone was in use.

Laughing and turning around for a while, I didn't see anything.

He put down his phone, sat on the sofa a little anxiously, and pressed the wrist of his right hand up and down.Because of working in front of the computer for a long time, his right wrist often feels uncomfortable, and it has gradually become a habit when thinking about things.

He knew he had to make a decision, but he couldn't make up his mind right away.

A certain emotion kept urging him, making him upset, but he still didn't take a step forward.

When did he become so indecisive?

Laughing into a self-deprecating smile, he picked up the phone on the table and unlocked it in his hand.

1106

The day before his birthday.

What is the special meaning?He knew that he couldn't think of any reason why he came here, but he still couldn't help thinking about it. The phone screen lit up, then went out, and then lit up again, and his eyes that were about to slide away suddenly stopped.

In the lower right corner of the watercolor painting used as the background picture, two lines of words were faintly written.It's just that the screen of the mobile phone is too small, and the background image cannot be scaled, so it cannot be recognized.

He stood up suddenly, went upstairs in two steps, stopped in front of the door, and gently pushed the door open.

Wei Shaoge fell asleep with his head tilted.

After laughing, he turned his eyes to the wall opposite the bed, the long picture... the lower right corner.

A signature added at the end with an underlined pen.

The first word seemed awkward, as if it had been altered, but it could still be seen that it was his own name.

And under these two words, there is a line of small dates. The previous year was smeared, but it stopped at the month and changed its mind.

So the italicized date signature was left——

November [-]th.

The day before my birthday.

Laughing suddenly remembered completely.Last year, I don’t know if it was because he was just free, his career improved, or something else. A memo that popped up on his mobile phone suddenly reminded him of many things that he had left behind, and then he found that the car had already arrived at this house. nearby.

So he came in here, remembered a person, and drew a picture.

Or maybe I thought of a painting and then drew a person.

He stared at the long watercolor painting in front of him for a long time.

Looking at this painting, he suddenly felt that Wei Shaoge understood him.

Know him better than him.

It was at this time that he felt that his previous hesitation was a bit redundant.

Laughing into contemplation for a while, overflowing with a little laugh.

Probably everything in this world has its own definite number in the dark.

And his destiny is here.

It's this person.

As if finally letting go of some heavy burden, he let out a long sigh of relief with a smile.Turning around and looking at Wei Shaoge who was lying on the bed, he felt that he had never made a decision more difficult than before in his life... It was not because it was difficult to make a choice, on the contrary, he already had the answer in his heart.It's just that he was so cowardly that he didn't dare to say it to his heart.

He is also afraid.

Subconsciously refused.

But he couldn't resist.

This is his destiny.

Thinking of this, he felt relaxed.Xiaocheng took off his shoes and lay down on the bed, lying beside Wei Shaoge, covering himself with half of the quilt.

When he was flattened, he realized that there was still something in his hand, which was Wei Shaoge's cell phone.

Laughing for a while without feeling sleepy, he flipped over at will.

Although there were no personal traces in this phone, he still expected to find something from it.

He starts browsing folder by folder.

Click to open one file at a time.

Even the system files are not spared.

Just when I was bored, I clicked on a long file name with a combination of letters and numbers, and then the sound automatically played.

"The doctor changed the treatment plan today, but there is still no progress..."

Smiling, he immediately sat up, took out the earphones from the bedside drawer and plugged them in.The following consecutive entries are all records similar to a treatment diary.

In the recording, Wei Shaoge calmly recounted the treatments he received that day, including the number of electric shocks, the duration of low temperature... and his own feelings after various treatments.

Smiling into a frightening face, he almost had to hold the phone firmly to restrain the uncontrollable trembling of his arms.

He listened to it one by one, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

until the last two.

First there was a noisy movement of objects, the sound of pages being turned, and the sound of people talking.

Only a few words -

"I feel lonely."

Laughing into a sudden heartbeat, an irresistible feeling surged quickly and intensely.

This is Wei Shaoge's voice... Just such a sentence, he felt his heart twisted together.After this sentence, there is continued noise.In just a few seconds, the recording ended.

He backed out immediately, and immediately clicked on the next one——

"It's not what I felt for a while. I haven't run away from this feeling for a long time...I'm freer than everybody else, I can go anywhere and every place is the same...Empty. I'm disgusted by all the passion that passes me by... jealous. But I don't care... Every day is meaningless to live..."

The hoarse voice carried a kind of strength to control everything, tightly twisting the smooth voice into a bundle, but it did not escape a kind of calmness.

After a long silence, there was a sudden sound——

"I want to live a good life."

Xiaocheng suddenly closed his eyes tightly, took a few quick breaths, and firmly restrained himself.

In the next paragraph, Wei Shaoge's voice suddenly softened.

He says--

"I want to wake up early every morning like a guy who loves life, go for a morning run, buy breakfast, and wake him up with a kiss. He should have breakfast with me, and then I'll send him to work... I want to learn Cooking, driving, chatting like a person who loves life...I want to exercise with him...or sit quietly and read a book. I want to travel with him...or take a boat and sleep together at night .I want to... like a person who loves life, sneaking in, gossiping, and chatting aimlessly. He can be absent-minded..."

The bed suddenly moved.

"But you have to—"

The phone was grabbed hard.

The earphones were pulled off.

Wei Shaoge's clear voice suddenly sounded in the room, with a faint trembling——

"by my side……"

Wei Shaoge held the phone in a daze for a moment, then suddenly raised his arm and slammed it on the ground.

Probably because there was a blanket on the ground, and the quality of the mobile phone was too good, it just bounced for a while, nothing happened.

His chest rose and fell rapidly a few times, and he lifted the quilt and got out of bed to pick it up.

He moved hastily and hastily.

He didn't dare to look at each other at all.

I dare not think about it.

He was in terribly pain.

Then, the movement of getting out of bed was suddenly interrupted.

A pair of arms not only wrapped around his waist from behind, but also tightened eagerly.

Quietly.

There was a sudden warmth in the neck.

"Shao Ge."

Laughing into a very light cry.

"……Hey."

He closed his eyes with a smile, took a breath, and finally couldn't restrain himself anymore.

"Wei Shaoge." He burst out the second sentence while chewing and crying, "You fucking..."

But he couldn't speak again.

He wanted to scold him severely, but also wanted to take pity on him.

In the end, she just hugged him tightly.

I want to live a good life.

At that moment, he finally touched something hidden deep in the other party's body, which he was unwilling to touch himself from the beginning to the end.

It was palpable despair.

Lingering loneliness.

No one is redeemed. ,