Extraordinary relationship

Han Dong stared at the steps and walked up step by step. This neighborhood is next to the university and adjacent to the commercial street. Looking around, it can be regarded as the golden nest of Liangcheng. But when he and Han Su bought the house, it was still undeveloped. Just like many university towns in the suburbs, they are not so popular.

However, the brothers of the Han family are financial wastes. They didn’t think about the appreciation when they bought it here. The main reason is that it’s convenient for Han Su to go to and from school. Years.

At that time, someone told him that he would definitely come to live in Liangcheng in the future and work at Art Road No. 16, so from that day on, Liangcheng and Art Road became his obsession, and he wanted to come here even in his dreams. place to live.

At that time, he felt that even if they couldn't be together, as long as they lived in the same city, it would be enough for them to be neighbors and see each other once in a while.

"Is it really satisfying?" A voice sounded behind him. Although the man was calm, he seemed to be suppressing something, as if he would roar and explode in the next second.

Han Dong turned his head and saw a little girl behind her. The girl had two low ponytails and was wearing an army green padded jacket and trousers.Surprise flashed across his eyes, he turned around and said, "Xiaoyu? When did you come here?"

Xiaoyu didn't answer him bluntly, but took a few steps up the steps, and stopped at a place two or three steps away from him. The sensor lights in the corridor were bright, and the lights cast long shadows under her eyelashes. This girl, who was always cloudy and uncertain, looked very preoccupied, she said: "I'm here to visit relatives, and I'll borrow your house for a night, do you think it's okay?"

"Of course!" Han Dong was very happy at first, but his heart was filled with the past again. He frowned and sighed secretly. After a while, he said, "By the way, what did you just say?"

Xiaoyu swept the ring on his ring finger, "I said, you just went to meet the person you want to see, are you satisfied?"

"You, did you see it? I just couldn't hold back and went to see him." Han Dong felt Xiaoyu's gaze gliding across his fingers like a needle, and he put his hands behind his back with an embarrassed expression, his thumb resting on the white gold ring I touched it, but in the end I was reluctant to take it off, so I had to cover it with my sleeve and put my hand into the pocket of my clothes.

"How can you always know what I'm thinking?" He lowered his eyes slightly and continued to walk up, and said with a dumb smile, "Satisfied, what can I do if I'm not satisfied?"

"No one can restrict your freedom, and no one can stop you if you want to see him." Xiaoyu followed behind him, always keeping a distance of three steps.

Han Dong stepped on the upper steps with one foot, and walked up slowly, "Even if I can see him anytime, is he willing to see me? He doesn't like me, and I shouldn't exist at all." in the world."

"Shouldn't it be!" Xiaoyu quickly went up two steps, squeezed Han Dong to run up, condescending, with bare eyes, and said in a trembling voice of grievance: "Everyone likes a sunny and worldly character, but people don't Made of paper, who doesn’t have a past, who doesn’t have a negative and cowardly side? Could it be that when two people fall in love and get married, they can only show their love to each other, otherwise they should die! If you really talk about shortcomings, Han Su is not cool Are you selfish..."

"What are you talking about!" Han Dong shook his hands half-emptyly, raised his head and said with half-closed eyes, "I didn't want to get along with people for a long time. Life is another yard, and I have worked hard to get along with Han Ju, so I really have no intention of competing with him. As for Han Su, he was just smoothed by life, and he only put his blood and almost all his true feelings away. I entrusted it to Jinshuan..."

He stopped walking, blinking and blinking his eyes a little wet, "You walked such a difficult road with us, you can't say that about him, not to mention that he has never been sorry to anyone."

He stopped where he was, and the sensor lights went out quickly, and soon the corridor was completely dark, and the dew was even deeper. The small windows on all sides of the corridor were filled with weak moonlight, and the light was soft, like a yellow-white strip of light. The cotton thread was tied in a knot at the tip of his softest and itchy heart.

He looked at the window and said lightly: "He likes to be lively, and I like quiet nights. I have to be alone to hear the snowfall. Although the snowflakes are light, they are also heavy. Their falling in pieces is another kind of thing." The noise, I have to hear the noise to draw a picture. You see how beautiful the moon outside the window is, as long as it hangs far away in the sky, I can see it when I look up. "

Han Dong sniffed, his head was dizzy after drinking alcohol, and his voice was faint: "I'm like a slave who has been tamed for too long, even if I come to the place of literary fame, I still can't get rid of the shackles in my heart , I hid on Han Su’s back, he was facing the sun with my back on his back, I envied his laughter and wantonness, but I could only continue to be silent in my own world. Some things are not something you can get rid of just by looking away , this is called fate."

Xiaoyu looked at him angrily, and clenched her hands on the banister of the stairs. Although she is the memory controller of all personalities, she can't even control her own temper well.

As a bearable personality, she remembers the life and death of the main personality, and has experienced the whole process from being unable to rest in peace to splitting and resurrecting. In the past few decades, she has seen too many evils of human nature. Like a thousand mountains pressing down on her.

Short-term anger will make people full of motivation, but if long-term depression is not relieved every time, people will gradually be saturated with helplessness, and then become completely powerless.

Xiaoyu's eyes gradually softened. She knew that what Han Dong said was right. People are like mud in Nuwa's hands. It takes a long and delicate process to transform from a piece of unconscious loess. In the end, most of the The clay figurines will become what Nu Wa wants. Even if the clay figurines see the gods later and admire their beauty, it will be difficult for them to completely get rid of the dust and pinch their own wings.

She sighed in vain, turned around like a soulless paper doll, and went upstairs step by step.

After returning home, Han Dong explained a few words to Xiaoyu and went to bed first. He was still drunk, and even though the cold wind blew, his head was still dizzy.

Xiaoyu looked at his swaying back, and stood blankly in the living room on the first floor. The area of ​​the house is not small. The main reason for buying such a large house was to consider the large number of people, but this kind of excitement is only effective for other personalities. For Yu Xiaoyu , She was always the only one here. Although she could see the "family", she knew that it was just her own delusions, talking to herself.

A short and crisp sound came from Han Su's room, Xiaoyu knocked on the door twice with her knuckles, and pushed the door open to enter.

There is no light in the room, the weak flame of the lighter flickers away, and the red dot on the cigarette butt changes from strong to weak with breathing.Han Sumei sat on the bay window, took a short "huh" breath, and breathed out thin smoke hastily.

"Xiaoyu?" There was no surprise in Han Su's voice, only endless fatigue and confusion.

"Yeah." Xiaoyu replied, without turning on the lamp, she walked over barefoot and sat on the bed opposite him.

Han Su looked out the window smoking a cigarette, and asked her without any interest: "How did you get here?"

Xiaoyu didn't say a word, she didn't really want to answer this question, she was releasing the memory of her personality, and in a few days, Han Su would remember all the karmic twists and turns she had experienced in this life, and there was no point in lying to him now.

She also looked out the window, her eyes sunk into the chaotic night sky, and she said aimlessly: "I always think about the past these days, I remember when you smoked for the first time, you were choked so badly that you cried seven times The meat and vegetables will fall down."

Han Su was stunned for a moment, as if his heart had been hit by a heavy hammer. He fixedly looked at the red dot reflected by the cigarette butt on the glass, as if seeing a figure from behind in the faint firelight.He lowered his arms and put his hands on his knees, his voice fluttering and flickering, sounding a little scared: "I thought I never liked anyone other than Jinshu'an in my life, I didn't expect that I was not only married , even gave birth to children..."

Xiaoyu looked at him, opened her mouth to deny his memory, but finally sighed helplessly because she didn't know where to start.

"I feel like I forgot something very important." After about half a cigarette, Han Su said looking out the window.

He likes to look forward, whether it's the long and dark history of Jinshu'an, or his half-dream and half-awake past, he doesn't really want to pursue it.As far as he is concerned, there is no need to worry about what the two have experienced before, straight and wrong, how many people they have loved, and how many people they have hated.

But today after the banquet ended, he sat in Jinshu'an's co-driver, but suddenly felt heart palpitations for no reason, and then fell asleep.He didn't remember how he got home, he just remembered that he had a long and ridiculous dream, to be precise, he remembered something from his youth.

The dream was from a third perspective. He saw himself holding a girl. The girl was tall and beautiful, with a sweet smile. There were a pair of dimples printed on both sides of her mouth. It was a military doctor he met in the army when he was serving in the army. little nurse.

"I don't know why, but I can't remember anything about how I met and got along with that girl. I don't have any details at all." Han suddenly laughed mockingly, puffing on the cigarette continuously in his mouth.

He was actually not yet eighteen at that time, but he was still at the age of seriousness and vigor, and he was able to speak well, so he fell asleep in a short time, and after that, the girl came to him with her face covered, saying that she was pregnant.

As soon as this happened, he panicked at the time. In those days, women's chastity was still very important, and neither of them had reached the age of serious marriage. There were gradually rumors in the army that the little girl was surrounded by men all day long. Fucking around and not obeying women's morals.

For this matter, he had many fights with people, and then things got out of hand, and he was fired from the army. When the two of them took the train back to their hometown with their bedrolls in between, he had just celebrated his birthday.

"Tell me," Han Su said softly, "Do you think I let people down, and I chose to lose my memory because I didn't take responsibility?" He pressed the cigarette into the ashtray next to him. Afterwards, he poured another cigarette from the box, lit it up and continued to smoke, "I dare not close my eyes now, for fear of remembering something again. Really, I don't know what the hell I am until now. Much is nothing!"

"Han Su..." Xiaoyu called him angrily.

"Do you remember?" Han Su's voice was very dry. He raised his hand holding the cigarette, and leaned his head against the wall to look at her, "You should have been there when I married my wife, right? What happened to us afterwards? My child was born. No? Where did they go..." He suddenly choked up in the middle of speaking.

Han Su licked his lips, and the feeling of powerless oppression when he was alone just now swept up again. If that happened, it would be over for him and Jinshu'an from now on!

"No! No! Don't think about it!" Xiaoyu grabbed the quilt next to him. If she was not afraid that he would not be able to bear it all at once and collapsed, she really wanted to give him back all the memories. She looked at Han through the faint light of fireworks. Suddenly, he said decisively: "I don't know how to explain this to you, but I promise, you have never let anyone down!"

"It seems that you really know." Han Su refused to let go, and his heart was dimly lit, but he didn't dare to give too much hope.

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry that this chapter is a bit stuck, and it has been overturned and rewritten several times. My artificial intelligence head with chaotic codes is really not suitable for logic QAQ