restless youth syndrome

The monthly magazine now looks like an editorial department. "

Zhang Zechen nodded, "I remember you learned languages."

"Hmm.——how do you know?" I asked very stupidly. How could he not know? I guess he even found out what my ancestor's name was.

Sure enough, Zhang Zechen still had the same smiling face.

At the gate of the university, Zhang Zechen stopped the car. There was quite a lot of people at this time. This coquettish car was too eye-catching, and the turn rate was 100%. I was really embarrassed, but when I looked back, several black cars followed Behind us, the driver in the front is Ah Liu.What is this with? Zhang Zechen follows so many cars every day when he goes out, doesn't he? How thick-skinned he is to be able to stand the attention of so many people.

"You, you still come in with me?"

"No, I'll let Crab and Lauren stay. If there's nothing else to do, go to the casino and find me, don't go home."

I nodded.

Zhang Zechen drove away, and the crab went to park, leaving Lauren and another person to follow me first.

I looked at Lauren, a little amused.

It’s already July, and in the season when everyone wears unlined clothing, their 1.8-meter tall guys are wearing neat suits on the third floor and the outer three floors, and they follow behind me, a 1.7-meter-old kid wearing Mickey Mouse. , this scene is really fun.

Lauren knew what I was laughing at, and smiled helplessly.

"Are you hot?"

"Honestly, it's hot."

No.11 disease

?The activity room of the literature club is in the old campus. It used to be a warehouse for sports equipment.Generally, no one would pass by here, and you might occasionally meet a young couple on a tryst, but that was a rare event, so this place was very beneficial for the literary club.

I’m here this time to find a buddy who has a strong relationship with me, yes it’s a buddy, although I’m gay, I don’t eat everything, and he’s one of the few who know I’m gay and still maintain a friendship with me Man, I've had a good relationship with him since high school.

This person is Sun Wenyu, who is one year older than me (I went to school early, and almost everyone in my class is older than me), and he found out about my sexual orientation by accident in high school.He talks a lot, but he knows how to measure and is reassuring, so he has always been an image of a brother in my eyes. Although he does not seem to be very reliable, he is really meticulous in his heart. They can do well. There was a time when I regarded him as an idol.

When I came out of the manor, I thought of looking for him. For some reason, he was the first thing I thought of, and it was him that I finally decided to look for.

First of all, I need someone to inquire about the situation in the past three months, so that I can find the right person and say the right words to confuse the past. I don’t want people to know what happened to me in the past three months, and I don’t want to be told It's a little boy who was adopted, so I have to tell a lie, a lie that can fool everyone.

At the gate of the club, I told Lauren and the others to stay away, but they obediently stood 20 meters away.

I opened the door and went in. There is a lot of space inside, filled with various materials, but there are only a few tables, because there are only ten people in our club, and now I can see only three.

As soon as I entered the door, Sun Wenyu saw me, walked over in great surprise and yelled loudly, "Qi Le! Are you Qi Le!" Finally, he walked up to me and shook my shoulder vigorously.

I was dizzy from being shaken by him for a while, and pushed him away, "Could I be your Ah Wang?"

"You're back!" The other two people also came over, both of whom are girls, and we all have a good relationship.

"What, miss me?" I joked.

Their expressions were not quite right, they all showed puzzled and worried expressions. This is not the expression they should have after seeing a friend who has been missing for three months.

I was surprised and asked: "What's wrong?"

"You're back!" The girl repeated what she had just said.

"What... what happened? What happened?"

I have a bad premonition in my heart, they don't know about me and Zhang Zechen, do they?This is impossible, and it's not Sherlock Holmes, how could he know who I'm staying with these days as soon as he sees me.

But their expressions all said that something big happened in the past three months, and it was about me.

"What's the matter, are you talking?" I watched them hesitate to speak, and turned my attention to Sun Wenyu.

"Can you believe it, we went to your funeral two weeks ago and we were all crying," said another girl with short hair.

"Funeral?! I'm not dead yet!"

"But your parents told us that you were dead, and that they did something evil to kill you. All of us thought you were dead!"

I feel baffled, what is this? I have only been missing for three months, three months, and I can’t be judged as a missing person, so I will be executed?And a funeral?I suddenly feel very chilling towards my parents, they usually just pretend that I don’t exist, but they still expect me to die?But after thinking about it again, it might not be that simple, and Zhang Zechen might have been involved.

"My dad and Aunt Chen told you that I was dead?" I asked.

"Yes, they said. And on the day of the funeral, your relatives also went, everyone in the club went, and some classmates..."

I was silent for a while, then called Sun Wenyu to the storage room and locked the door.

"What's going on?" I asked him.

Sun Wenyu spread his hands, "I also want to know what's going on, why are you still alive after your parents gave you a funeral, where have you been for the past three months?"

"It's a long story. Tell me what happened in the past three months."

"At first when you disappeared, we all thought that something was wrong with your family. Your parents owed you money and took you away or something. Our brothers called for you to arrive for several days. But after a long time, we all felt that something was wrong. , Why didn’t you contact us, and when we went to your house, we found out that you didn’t run away when we saw your parents. We asked them where you were, but they didn’t say anything, and told us to leave quickly, with a very painful look on their faces. Of course we couldn't just leave like this, so we chased your parents and asked about your whereabouts, but in the end they kept saying that you committed crimes, and even blamed themselves for their fault, telling us not to come again, and that day we went Gone. When we went again, we didn’t see anyone again. Then we kept calling you, but no one answered. One day we called, and finally someone answered, but we didn’t say anything. Hang up first. We all feel that something is wrong, but we don't know where to start. It wasn't until two weeks ago that your parents held a funeral for you that we found out that you died, but you unexpectedly came back."

"What else did my parents say?"

"They kept saying those few words, didn't say anything, and we didn't understand what it meant."

"Has anyone been looking for you during this time?"

He shook his head.

"Who went to the funeral?"

"Everyone in the club has gone, there are some classmates, there are relatives in your house, there are not too many people, but there are not many. Your father cried on the spot, your mother... your aunt stared at your portrait and did nothing Said, I was also dumbfounded that day, and I even burned paper money for you."

This is true when I die, I thought to myself.

Sun Wenyu didn't seem to know about it either. It's probably useless for me to ask him here. It's a surprise to find out that I'm 'dead' after coming here.

I wanted to go home to find out the details, but I didn't want to go back.

It's an indescribable feeling that you may not be able to understand if you haven't experienced it yourself.Obviously the person is still alive, but there is even a tombstone, so I don't know what is buried in the ground.Although my relationship with Dad and Aunt Chen is not deep, it is still uncomfortable.

Since everyone thinks that I am dead, then I am also relaxed, let them treat me as dead.

When we went out from the storage room, another person from our agency also came back, seeing me still surprised, I smiled at him.

Then I stayed for a while, looking through their three-month periodicals.

The cover is very delicate, and several novels written by me are published on it. In fact, almost all of the stories published on it are written by people from our agency, with different styles and no theme at all, so the whole magazine seems a bit weird. chaos.

I looked at the novel I wrote at the time, and the illustration on it was a cat sitting on a chair.

It is about the yearning for youth and the ideal for the future.

——I may sit in a grid-like office, typing away at the computer, living a day-to-day life, and maybe there may be an office romance. ． ． ． ． ．

It's written there, and I can only laugh when I see this.

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I left after six o'clock, and they were too busy waiting outside to panic, and their eyes lit up when they saw me come out.

After getting in the car, I called Zhang Zechen.

"Lele?" Zhang Zechen's unique bass came from the other end of the phone.

"Where are you, I'm going to find you now?"

"I thought you'd chat for a long time, now you're dealing with something outside."

"Then me?"

"I'll be back at about eight o'clock. You can go to the casino and wait for me, or hang around outside—the clothes you ordered a few days ago have already been made. If you want, ask the crab to take you to pick them up."

"Well, then I hang up."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, the page automatically jumps to the call record, which only has the record of me and Zhang Zechen just now, and there is no record of my previous call.

"Crab, go get the clothes you ordered