Only women and villains

It's normal, if you call him back to class, what's the point if he's not at school? "

"I know Auntie."

"Mom..." Wang Yuqi pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice, "He is the principal's son." Wang Hexi said quickly: "I came here not to represent the school to do Yuqi's ideological work, but because I miss him very much at school and want to accompany him He." After hearing this, Wang Yuqi's mother couldn't help teasing: "Wang Yuqi still misses his male classmates at school. Not bad." After saying that, she gave Wang Hexi something to eat.

Unexpectedly, after this dinner, Wang Hexi and Wang Yuqi's mother had a very happy chat. Starting from the relationship between Xiaohu and Wang Yuqi, they talked about various topics, even his childhood embarrassment.Wang Yuqi couldn't stand it, and hid in the kitchen to wash the dishes. Wang Hexi and his mother moved to the living room, and the two began to look at Wang Yuqi's photo album, a thick stack, and Wang Hexi enjoyed it.After looking at the photos, he found that Wang Yuqi's father had never appeared in his life. Also, his mother was originally a beautiful woman with long wavy hair and a slender figure. muscle until middle age.He really wanted to ask why, but he was afraid of being abrupt, so he just chatted with her.I don't know if I came to visit Wang Yuqi or his mother this time.When Wang Yuqi came out of the shower and saw that they were still chatting, he reminded Wang Hexi sullenly: "How about you go back?"

"What's wrong with your friend chatting with your mother? Is this driving people home?"

Wang Hexi hid beside his aunt and winked at him.

"That's up to you. I'll go to bed." After that, he hid back in his room with a listless look.

His mother looked at the clock and said to Wang Hexi, "Why don't you stay tonight?"

Wang Hexi froze, and even stammered: "Okay, okay."

"But my son is gay, it's not convenient for you to sleep with him. If you don't mind, just sleep on the sofa."

"I... I, cough. I don't mind."

"Okay." After she said that, she got up and went to turn over the bedding and blankets, and acted vigorously.Wang Hexi began to wonder what Wang Yuqi and this maverick mother had experienced and what kind of past they had.He knocked on Wang Yuqi's door again, and said to Wang Yuqi, "Hey, I'll sleep on your sofa tonight."

Wang Yuqi hardly showed any expression, just reacted blankly to Wang Hexi's words, and replied lazily after a few seconds: "Go to sleep." After speaking, he looked like he was about to fall into bed.Wang Hexi looked at the aunt who was not far away, and quickly ran to Wang Yuqi, took his hand and rubbed it carefully, using his fingers to restrain the person he missed like crazy.Wang Yuqi lowered his head, remained silent, and took his hand away after a while.

The night was like black ink, the whole city was coaxed to bed by the trajectory of the universe, and people fell down in the same way, sleeping soundly.Wang Hexi lay on the sofa and recalled the scene of the day when Xiao Hu jumped off the building over and over again. He even forgot the sound of the police sirens and the expression of his father who hurried back from the United States. close.He heard the sound of the wind.I don't know how long it took, when Xingyue relaxed and closed his eyes, Wang Hexi heard the sound of the wind mixed with the sound of forbearance sobbing, bit by bit, spreading from his chest, grabbing his heart, and exhausting his patience.

He lifted the blanket and pushed open Wang Yuqi's bedroom door again.Wang Yuqi fell on the side of the bed, sobbing suppressedly, tortured by tears so fragile.

"Yuqi." Wang Hexi yelled, but still didn't get any response. Of course, he didn't expect to get a response from Wang Yuqi. He was already thankful to see that he was able to eat on time today.What qualifications does he have to try to understand Wang Yuqi's sadness at this moment?Wang Hexi leaned down and said softly to him, "I'm sleeping next to you." Then he lay down beside him.

"You've lost a lot of weight."

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"You have to sleep at night, or your body will be overwhelmed."

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"Cao Yarong and the others are still waiting for you to go back."

After speaking, the other party suddenly turned around and clutched his collar and began to cry in a low voice. He immediately hugged the person in his arms tightly.Soon, warm tears wet his chest, and even his heart became dizzy.Wang Yuqi kept trembling, like a drowning person desperately grabbing any piece of driftwood around him, and finally whimpered.Wang Hexi caressed his back over and over again, feeling every pain in his body.

"I miss Xiao Hu very much." Wang Yuqi blushed from crying, "I miss her." Memories from the past poured into Wang Yuqi's body like a tide, smashing him to pieces. Erase, swiftly and relentlessly, without warning or notice.The best friend died in his arms like this.His brain went blank for a few days, until he saw Wang Hexi, and someone who was inextricably connected with his best friend came to remind him that someone was gone, and the stubborn memory finally defeated him in an instant, and he finally pinched to death Wearing Wang Hexi's clothes and weeping bitterly: "Xiao Hu is dead."

"Yeah." Wang Hexi's eyes were also red, and he hugged him tighter, "Go to sleep. It won't be uncomfortable when you fall asleep."

The tide of memory began to torment the two of them together. Wang Hexi closed his eyes, and it didn't matter whether Wang Yuqi loved him or not. At this moment, he just wanted to hold him in his arms, longing for even a little bit of strength to comfort him, comfort him, and share him. Every bit of pain, ups and downs together.In the face of death, love is restrained and hidden like palm prints, written on street corners, on windowsills, on weeping rose petals, on old buildings, and on the hearts of young people who have been hurt countless times[1] ], but not careful about making publicity.In the end, Wang Yuqi cried in Wang Hexi's arms and gradually lost his strength, ignorant, and finally half awake, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his neck and fell asleep.

[1] Adapted from: "Invisible Cities" Chapter 1: City and Memory III—[Italy] Italo Calvino

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Wang Yuqi woke up and looked at the time, it was almost noon.There was a burst of fragrance from the kitchen, he rubbed his eyes and called out: "Mom?" He didn't get a response, so he got out of bed in a daze, slipped on his slippers and went to wash up by himself.After tidying up and walking out of the toilet, Wang Yuqi rubbed his eyes again, afraid that he hadn't woken up: Why is Wang Hexi still here?

"you're awake?"

"Where's my mother?"

"She went to work." Wang Hexi put the plate on top, "Come over for breakfast." He made bacon and egg toast, then turned around and went to the kitchen to get a bowl of milk and cereal, playing the role of an old mother conscientiously. "Eat more, you are too thin." Wang Yuqi curled his lips, obeying his orders and obediently sat down at the dining table for the first time, and had breakfast with Wang Hexi. "Aren't you going to school?"

"I'll accompany you."

He kept silent and chewed the food on the plate quietly. However, it was a pity that Wang Yuqi still couldn't taste the delicious food. Any delicacies from mountains and seas turned into unpalatable white wax in his mouth. "I'm full." Wang Hexi glanced at his plate and coaxed him: "Have another bite." "Xiao Hu likes to eat bacon and fried eggs the most." After Wang Yuqi finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became red again, and he quickly reached for a tissue , "I'm sorry... I..." He has been forcing himself not to think about anything related to Xiao Hu, but he always fails again and again, showing himself ugly in front of any tiny details. "I've been taking nutrition tablets for the past two days."

"What nutrition tablets?"

"Calm. Over-the-counter. I know I can't go into a corner or I'll never get out."

"Yes." Wang Hexi sighed softly, "No matter what, I will always be with you."

Wang Yuqi paused for a few seconds and said, "Thank you."

"One more bite of meat."

"No." He stubbornly pushed away the dinner plate, blue blood vessels exposed on his slender wrists, criss-crossing under his pale skin, like a river leading to an unknown secret place, together with his own destiny, you never know this extreme Wherever the perishable body can take you under the drive of fate, it may be a dream, it may be eternal death.On the night of Xiao Hu's accident, Wang Yuqi sat in the corridor near the mortuary for a long time. He was surprised how the moment of death could be so ordinary. There was no grand narrative between the living person and the cold corpse, as if the god of death was standing at the door, turning on the light, Just turn off the lights, and with just one click, no matter whether it is an ancient supreme emperor or a madman full of scabies, he will be wiped out.It is absolutely fair to the dead. The test brought by death is only for the survivors. Those who survived suddenly had an additional responsibility. In order not to forget, they were surrounded by the pain they could not ask for. Death is told on a grand scale.It may be the meaning of death to drive people's spirit to explore continuously.

"I'm going to sit on the balcony for a while."

"okay."

Wang Yuqi sat blankly on the rattan chair where he used to fight with Xiao Hu. The street scene has not changed, but it is covered with a layer of memories. There are shops next to each other, pedestrians walking fast, and tombstones next to each other. , The tears that fell line by line, were born adrift, died without a home, threw a few paper money into the fire, and the dust flew up, how can there be any gods?The sun is still golden.

A gust of wind brushed his cheek.

"Your mother said that you and Xiao Hu like to bask in the sun on the balcony." Wang Hexi sat next to him and handed him the water glass.

"Yeah." Wang Yuqi took the water glass, "I'm the only one left now."

Wang Hexi was silent.

"You missed class with me."

"I don't even accompany you at this time, when else can I accompany you?"

"Why do you like me?"

The blooming flowers on the balcony are blown by the wind, and the fragrance is fragrant,