Pavlov and the White Moonlight

The day I was discharged from the hospital happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival.These days, Tang Shuhe helped to feed the dog at home. I didn’t move a single step in the hospital, and I was so bored that the grass grew straight. On the afternoon of the day I was discharged from the hospital, I walked out of the hospital gate with Tang Shuhe humming a song. I couldn’t help but want to cry up to the sky: 500 years up!my grandson...

Forget it, don't take me back again.

I stood at the door, holding my laptop and bag and waiting for Tang Shuhe to drive out the car. He drove over slowly. I opened the door and put the things in my arms on the back seat. I sat on the co-pilot seat. He looked back. One look and said, "Go home?"

"Go home," I said, feeling better.

The house was cleaner than when I left. Tang Shuhe probably helped me clean it up again when I was feeding the dog. When I walked to the kitchen, my guess was confirmed—the coffee machine was cleaned and a sticker was posted on it. A note that read: "Don't drink."

I stood in front of the coffee machine and laughed for a long time.

"What are you laughing at?" He stood at the door and poked his head.

"You wrote this, didn't you?" I pointed to the coffee machine.

"Ah," he said, smiling with the corners of his eyes bent, "you really don't want to drink this."

"The word you," I leaned over to look at it, feeling a little emotional, "it hasn't changed much."

He didn't speak, just bowed his head.

"No more." I said, put the coffee machine in the closet, and heard him say behind me, "Then I'll go back."

My heart moved, I looked back at him, and found that he was slowly putting on his coat at the entrance, and I said, "That..."

He immediately stopped wearing them.

I wanted to laugh a little, and said, "Do you... have any plans for the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

He said, "No."

I said, "Me neither. Stay for dinner. I'll make some dishes for you. Thank you for the past few days."

He stood there with half of his coat on, holding the corner of his mouth and smiling, feeling a little sad for some reason.

He said: "I said it, don't say it to me."

"Then..." I scratched my head, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival?"

He rolled his eyes and said, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

I washed my hands and said, "Don't take off your coat and shoes, we'll go shopping later."

He also put on the half coat, rubbed his nose, turned his head and smiled.

I sneered: "Stupid." I turned around and washed my hands.

There is a mirror behind the cabinet above the sink in the kitchen. I didn’t look back. I raised my head and looked at him in the mirror. I saw him sitting on the footstool in the entrance, with his long legs curled up and his calves dangling. He was very beautiful. With a stupid look, I unconsciously squeezed the foam in my hand, and was a little absent-minded for a while.

The weather was particularly good that day. We both went to the supermarket near our home to buy vegetables. We walked side by side in the supermarket with trolleys, bent down or raised our hands to pick fresh fruits and vegetables. I held up a bundle of spinach and said that you probably need to take care of it. Sick, there is no way to feast on the Mid-Autumn Festival.He didn't speak, just looked at me and smiled.

There were a lot of people in the supermarket on the day of Mid-Autumn Festival. There were couples in love with us, couples holding hands, old ladies and old men faltering, and a family of three. In the small basket in front of the trolley, I watched them in a daze, Tang Shuhe patted me: "What's wrong?"

When I came back to my senses, I saw his innocent expression, and I was a little dazed.

I said: "Let's buy some moon cakes, for a good view."

There were too many people shopping today, and the line was endless when we checked out. The family of three was right in front of us when we checked out. What a mess, in the end the mother was so worn out that she couldn’t help it. She picked up the candy and threw it into the shopping cart. Tell the fuck, "Sugar!"

His mother must have been intrigued by him, she couldn't hold back her smile, and pinched his little face: "Yes, Tang, you must brush my teeth after eating candy today."

He said, "Oranges! Yay!"

I couldn't help laughing.

There were also scattered good-natured laughter from someone around me. I looked back at Tang Shuhe. He put his left hand on the trolley, tilted his body slightly, tilted his head, and there was a soft warmth in his eyes. It probably didn’t occur to me that I would suddenly turn around. Seeing him, he froze for a moment and made a nasal sound: "Huh?"

"...It's okay," the child in front was still singing and dancing with orange candies, I didn't know what to think, I reached out and took a box of orange candies, and said to him, "Do you eat candies?"

He and I looked at each other for half a second, and then we both burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at, what is there to drink," I said happily, "Just tell me whether you want to eat or not."

"I'll eat it," he smiled, "take it."

I said, "Yeah yeah."

The box of hard orange candies was shared by the two of us before we got home. It was really sweet, and there was a smell of oranges all the way. The two of us carried a big plastic bag of things, and walked back on the sunset. When I got home, there was still a hard lump in my cheek.

After putting the things down, Tang Shuhe said to go back to feed the dog first. I turned on the TV while he was feeding the dog, blanched the mutton, washed the vegetables in the festive background sound of the TV, and waited for Tang Shuhe to come. It's really like Chinese New Year.

Tang Shuhe fed the dog for a long time, so long that I wondered if he was obsessed with sucking dogs at home and forgot about me, he knocked on the door, I opened the door, and saw him standing outside the door, with a bag pinned in the windbreaker pocket. rose flower.

Standing outside a room filled with the smell of mutton, he took out the flower from his pocket, held it up like a mallet for a long time, and choked out a sentence: "...Did the flower thank you last time?"

It's so stupid, how could it be worse to play romance than when I was a child.

...Forget it, he wasn't very romantic when he was young.

When he saw me just looking at him, he glanced around and began to repeat: "I just passed by the flower shop..."

"Come in," I took the flowers and said, "You're not just passing by, are you still a member there?"

"Well," he admitted, "Members get a discount on buying flowers with a monthly subscription."

I:"……"

OK, give me back the whole sustainable development.

After I settled the flowers, I saw him sitting on the sofa kissing Lu Bowen—mainly Lu Bowen kissing him, thinking how the two of them got to know each other so well during the few days I was in the hospital, I wanted to laugh, and said casually: "You two watch TV for a while."

He was thrown down on the sofa by Lu Bowen, and he struggled to show his face from Lu Bowen's enthusiastic Momo, and said, "Wait, I'll help you."

Lu Bowen was still throwing himself on Tang Shuhe, I yelled: "Wenwen, Lu Bowen!"

Lu Bowen groaned and turned his head to look at me, with a dog face that looked very aggrieved, I was happy, and slapped it on the head: "It's just...it's Dad's thing."

Lu Bowen, an adult golden retriever, was raised by me to be yellow and fat again, weighing more than 70 catties in height. Tang Shuhe was a little embarrassed by it. He got up and lowered his head to pick the dog hair from his clothes. A sentence came out: "Wenwen?"

I said: "Huh?"

Tang Shuhe's expression was complicated: "Didn't you have a friend named Wen Ruixiu..."

"Fuck, oh fuck," I just realized, burst into a burst of wild laughter, "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha why didn't I notice this blind spot before, come on, Wenwen, dad's so big, hey hey."

Tang Shuhe's expression became more complicated: "I'm not, that's what I mean."

I laughed for a while, and then I realized Tang Shuhe's expression——

I hugged the dog, hesitated for a while, and said, "You, no, eat..."

"I haven't," he said immediately.

I stare at him.

He changed his words: "I didn't mean it, so just pretend I didn't say it."

"It's a dog, authentic chicken feather," I raised one of Lu Bowen's front paws and shook it at him, "Besides, I didn't know Wen Ruixiu when I raised it."

Tang Shuhe blinked, a little embarrassed: "...Oh."

I said, "I won't be making sweet and sour short ribs tonight."

Before he could react, he said in a daze, "Huh? Why?"

I wrinkled my nose: "It smells like vinegar, I don't need to eat sour food tonight."

Tang Shuhe glanced at me, pulled a strand of hair on his forehead, and covered his face with his arms and smiled.

I shook my head and walked into the kitchen. He came over and helped me, cutting carrots on the chopping board of the operating table.The knife workmanship is very detailed, I said: "Skilled worker."

He smiled.I said, "You... When you were abroad, did you cook for yourself?"

He nods.I said, "It's good. I can have a hot meal when I'm outside alone."

"You can't often fry or fry things," he said, "my roommates will have opinions."

I nodded knowingly, and heard him say: "Lu Huai, tell me about your university, okay?"

"Me?" I paused and said with a smile, "What am I talking about? What do you want to hear?"

"Anything goes," he said.

I thought for a while and said: "Let's talk about my sophomore year. I heard that there were shooting stars on the Mid-Autumn Festival that year. Everyone ran to the square to watch the stars. Some people moved all their bedding to the square. My roommate and I faced each other. A red star flying past made a wish for a long time, and then I found out that it was a red-eyed plane."

We both laughed.The strongest feeling left by Meteor that year was the deep-rooted loneliness, but now that I think about it, it is already very empty, but at that time, the more lively the surrounding was, the more I remembered him.

I never hated him.In those lonely days, I just wondered if we met too early, if we met in college, would the ending be better.We can go to the library together, participate in boring clubs, run at night together, and do what I did alone at that time.

The old tour is nowhere to be found.

He stopped what he was doing, lowered his head, and asked me hesitantly: "Then, have you ever met... someone who likes you in college?"

He silently added: "You like it too."

I turned my head and glanced at him.

The moment the two people's eyes intersected in the air, I knew that I didn't have to answer. Tang Shuhe's eyes trembled violently. He lowered his head and blinked. Then he walked behind me silently and hugged me from behind. .

I could feel his face pressed against my back, I closed my eyes, turned my head, and looked at a pair of figures reflected in the glass, all the yesterdays that abandoned me and the present that followed.

I stood there without dodging or responding, feeling his trembling arms tightening gradually, I raised my head and said, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival Tang Shuhe, the moon is really full tonight."

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry for taking so long, next time I must go earlier, and I will kowtow to everyone.