Retreat

He Yu stood at the gate of Anfu Prison without looking back.Hearing the sound of the iron door closing heavily behind him, he almost had the urge to look back at the place where he had stayed for more than two years, but in the end he held back.There is no turning back in this place, there is a straight road ahead, leading straight to the distance, and that is where he should go.

He Yu was not in a hurry to leave, he squatted not far from the prison gate, quietly smoking a cigarette.

The cigarette was given to him by the prison guard who had disciplined him for two years before he left. There was only one cigarette, and He Yu put it in his jacket pocket. Only now did he have the opportunity to squat down and taste it slowly.It's not a good smoke, but He Yu has never smoked a good smoke. The irritating smoke is sucked into the lungs from the mouth, and then slowly spit out from the mouth.It seemed to be a kind of cleansing, and the whole person became more energetic.

He Yu lived here for more than two years, but he never had the chance to see the scenery outside Anfu Prison. At that time, after the court pronounced the sentence, he was transferred from the detention center to the prison by a police car. He was immersed in helplessness and panic. , There is no way to even raise your head to look ahead.Today, he realized that this place is not as desolate as he imagined.

Except for the nearly [-]-meter range next to the prison, which is empty, and further away, it is like many ordinary remote towns, with restaurants, shops, and some small hotels.

The prison is often visited by the police and the family members of the visiting prisoners, which actually makes such a remote place lively.

When He Yu took his last puff of cigarette and pressed the cigarette butt on the ground heavily, a BMW X6 stopped in front of him.

He Yu looked up and saw the car door open, and a handsome man in a suit got off the driver's seat, walked around the front of the car, and stood in front of He Yu.

"He Yu." The man called him, his voice low and agitated.

Looking at the man's face from He Yu's angle, but against the light, he was in a trance for a moment and closed his eyes.

The man held out a hand to him, "Get up."

He Yu smiled, and reached out to hold that hand, but was pulled up by the man forcefully.

Then, the man opened his arms and hugged He Yu vigorously. He hugged He Yu so tightly that it almost hurt He Yu. He called out again: "He Yu."

He Yu slowly hugged him back, and softly called the man's name: "Fu Chenshan."

Fu Chenshan didn't let go of He Yu for a long time, He Yu could feel his arms trembling slightly, and then he buried his face on He Yu's shoulder.

He Yu couldn't help but raised his hand to stroke Fu Chenshan's hair.It was no longer the soft touch that he was familiar with before, Fu Chenshan dressed himself up very decently, his hair was smeared with styling gel, and it felt a little hard to the touch.

He Yu finally patted his arm, signaling him to let go.He Yu smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "I'm hungry, let's find a place to eat first."

Fu Chenshan stood up straight, looked at He Yu, and said, "You've lost weight."

In fact, it's not that he lost weight. He Yu got tanned because of working every day, and the lines on his face became more defined. However, the body covered by the clothes became stronger than before, covered with a thin layer of muscles. on top.

Fu Chenshan opened the co-pilot's door, "Get in the car first."

He Yu walked over and got into the car unaccustomed.There was a smooth leather chair under him, and the car was filled with the faint smell of car perfume, which was far from the mixed smell of men's sweat and body odor he was used to in prison, and He Yu felt a little bored for a while.

Fu Chenshan had already sat back in the driver's seat and started the car.

He Yu reached out and pressed the car window.

Fu Chenshan asked him: "Will you get motion sickness?"

He Yu shook his head, "It's okay."

Fu Chenshan said: "The air here is not good, and there is too much dust in front, it's better to close the windows."

He Yu pushed the car window back and said, "Okay."

Fu Chenshan turned the car around and drove forward in the direction he came from.

He Yu looked at the small restaurants passing by the road all the way, and saw that Fu Chenshan didn't intend to stop, so he didn't ask, and sat quietly in the car watching the scenery outside.

Anfu is a small town, and the Anfu Prison is in the outskirts, built against a mountain.Because it still belongs to the jurisdiction of Anfu Town, it was named after the place name.

The existence of a prison cannot boost the economy of a town, and Anfu Town is still a remote and dilapidated town.

It was not easy for Fu Chenshan to find such a high-end restaurant in the town.

The two chose a seat by the window, the waiter brought up the menu, Fu Chenshan took it and handed it to He Yu, and went to the bathroom by himself.

He Yu looked at the menu. The dishes here are actually not expensive, but He Yu has been in prison and detention center for more than three years, and he hasn't eaten even the simplest home-cooked food for a long time.

He liked to eat fish-flavored eggplant when he was a child.As long as eggplants are in season, my mother will go to the vegetable market to buy eggplants every morning, and make them for him when she comes back from get off work at noon.The fresh and tender eggplant is wrapped in the thick sauce, and the smell of fish fills the nostrils. The simplest happiness at that time is now the greatest luxury.

Even if you regret many things, if you look back, you won’t get them again.

When Fu Chenshan came back, he saw that He Yu was still staring at the menu in a daze, and the waiter next to him was holding a pen and paper, as if he had been waiting for a long time, but he was too embarrassed to rush.

Fu Chenshan sat opposite He Yu and asked, "How many dishes did you order?"

He Yu came back to his senses, looked up at him, and handed over the menu, "Come on, I can't remember what to eat."

Fu Chenshan flipped through the menu.

He Yu lowered his head, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.His eyes fell on the corners of Fu Chenshan's lips, and he saw his lips unconsciously pursed into a straight line. It was an expression of disgust but he wanted to hide it.He Yu has known him for more than 20 years and grew up together. No one is more familiar with the meaning of Fu Chenshan's every expression.

Fu Chenshan ordered four or five dishes, all of which He Yu liked, and he still remembered them very clearly.

The waiter leaves with the menu.

At this time, it was past the meal time, and there was only He Yu and his table in the whole restaurant.The two sat facing each other, very quiet.

Fu Chenshan began to wash the bowls and chopsticks with tea water, but He Yu sat still.

Waited until Fu Chenshan asked him: "May I wash your chopsticks for you?"

It was only then that He Yu realized it.

He has been in prison for so long, how can he still remember to wash the dishes and chopsticks before eating, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "No need."

Fu Chenshan frowned slightly, looking at He Yu.

He Yu felt his throat a little itchy and asked, "Is there any smoke?"

Fu Chenshan was startled when he heard the words, and blurted out: "You don't smoke!"

Fu Chenshan's tone was so excited that He Yu was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled, "It's hard to live in the cell, and occasionally someone gives you a stick, so I try to smoke it, so I feel better."

Fu Chenshan suddenly reached out and held He Yu's hand on the table, "Xiao Yu, I'm sorry!"

It still came, and He Yu was distracted. He Yu heard this sentence many times from Fu Chenshan crying and begging him, to when he was sent to the detention center, and later to prison, when Fu Chenshan came to visit him. When they meet each other, Fu Chenshan will always say sorry to him.

He Yu didn't feel bored, but felt that it was meaningless. No matter how sorry he was, could he get back three years of freedom, and could he get back his mother's life?

There was a question that Fu Chenshan had never asked before. If he asked He Yu now and he didn't regret it in the end, then He Yu would definitely tell him that he regretted it.From the time he was locked up in the detention center, living in darkness and anxiety, from seeing his mother weeping and leaning on his sister's shoulder in court, from being punched in the face in the cell, he regretted it so much Kill yourself and start over.

But what about regretting?

Fu Chenshan had a face full of remorse, and every time he saw He Yu, he was in agony, as if wishing he could go to jail for him.But He Yu saw it and became calmer. He didn't hate Fu Chenshan. He only blamed himself. Back then, he fell headlong into the so-called love and didn't leave himself a way out; when the cruel reality wiped away the ideal love It's all gone, only endless regrets are left, but there is no way to go.

He Yu raised his hand and wiped his face, "Borrow some money, I'll buy a pack of cigarettes."

Fu Chenshan let go of his hand, took out a one-hundred-dollar sheet from his coat pocket, and handed it to him, still persuading him: "Smoking less, it's not good for your health."

He Yu took the money, stood up, said with a smile, "It's okay." Then he walked out of the restaurant.

He Yu bought a pack of cigarettes for 20 yuan and a lighter for [-] cents at a small shop opposite the restaurant.He didn't go back in a hurry, but stood on the side of the road and lit a cigarette first, holding it to his mouth and sucking it hard.

From him, Fu Chenshan who was sitting by the window could be seen clearly.

Fu Chenshan was less than a year older than him. The two families were neighbors. They had known each other since elementary school. Later, they went to junior high school and high school together, and they didn't separate until they were in college.As a result, after graduating from university, the two entered the same company to work again.

He Yu began to like Fu Chenshan in the third year of junior high school. He always thought that it was a kind of fate for the two of them to be together forever. Only later did he realize that that kind of fate was too heavy for him.

Before the cigarette was finished, the waiter began to serve the food.

Fu Chenshan turned his head to look for him, He Yu quickly extinguished his unfinished cigarette and walked towards the restaurant.

He Yu ate quickly and quietly.

Fu Chenshan ate very little, and helped him pick up vegetables all the time, and even added two bowls of rice for him.

Although He Yu was silent, he ate a lot of this meal. It had been a long time since he had eaten a meal that was so full of flavor and oil.

After eating, He Yu wiped his mouth with a tissue.

Fu Chenshan looked at him, and asked gently: "Are you full?"

He Yu nodded.

Fu Chenshan said: "Then let's go back. It will take more than two hours to get back to the city. It's too late and the traffic will be severe."

He Yu stood up and said, "Chen Shan, I want to pay homage to my mother first."