imaginary rival

When Jiang Shiyu washed his face and came out, the food outside had already been set. His mother was sitting at the dining table and nodded to him when she saw him come out.

"Mom." Jiang Shiyu also nodded.

"Do you still drink beer?" Yan's father poked his head out of the kitchen and shouted.

"Hey, don't let them drink too much!" Father Xie slapped the table hard.

"I want a beer!" Xie Lanlan shouted, ignoring her father very naturally.

"I want beer too!" Yan An yelled.

Father Yan brought out a case of beer, then turned to Jiang Shiyu, "What are you drinking?"

"He wants to cook." Yan An whispered.

Jiang Shiyu hesitated for a while, and said, "Let me drink beer too."

"Okay." Papa Yan immediately opened a bottle of beer and handed it over.

Jiang Shiyu was sitting next to his mother, Yan An was on the other side, and Xie Lanlan was sitting next to Yan An. The box of beer was just placed behind them. The adults drank baijiu, making it seem like a year had passed in advance. Everyone was lively Nao sat at a table, and Yan An's father stood up before eating, saying that he would give a speech.

"Farewell speech, Old Yan." Yan's mother had already picked up the wine glass, "Hurry up and have a meal, your son's saliva is almost drooling."

"Huh?" Yan An touched the corner of his mouth, what the hell, Xie Lanlan sat next to him and let out a laugh.

"Clink glasses," Xie Lanlan raised the glasses with a smile, "I wish you adults who haven't seen each other for a long time will never be separated again, and be good friends for the rest of your life!"

"Hey, my daughter can talk a lot." Father Xie also raised his cup and raised it at the three of them, "I also wish you children who haven't seen for a long time happy, and cheer for the college entrance examination."

"Hey, my dad doesn't know how to speak," Xie Lanlan said, "Everyone is having a happy party, and he suddenly passed the exam."

"That's right," Yan An said immediately, "Uncle, you don't know how to read the atmosphere."

"That's right," Xie's father glared at the two of them, "It's still a year before the college entrance examination, so it's not a bad thing to be nervous."

"Do you want to touch it!" Yan's mother stared at them, "My arms are sore!"

The last group of people raised their glasses in a panic under Yan's mother's yelling, yelling something indiscriminately, maybe they didn't yell anything, they just yelled a few words for the sake of the atmosphere. There is a harvest-like smile on the face.

It's hard to come by.

Yan An didn't know whether it was rare for his parents to be so happy and so obvious, or the relationship between these few adults was rare.

He and Jiang Shiyu haven't seen each other for ten years, and these grown-ups haven't seen each other for ten years. Even if they have a mobile phone that can make calls, contact and video, it's still not as good as sitting together and having a meal like this. It seems that they are The relationship is not unfamiliar at all, and the chat has never been broken, and it can be heard that it is not an awkward chat.

Yan An knew that his parents and Xie Lanlan's parents had always been classmates, and later they bought the house together, which was as good as a family, but he didn't expect Jiang Shiyu's mother to blend in so quickly, and blended in. It was very natural, as if we had never been separated, there was no barrier at all.

Unlike Jiang Shiyu, he didn't touch the wine in the glass except for taking a sip when everyone clinked glasses together at the beginning, and he kept eating the food in front of him when he was eating, with no expression on his face, as quiet as an outsider.

Yan An wanted to take a photo for him, and then P into black and white, with a line of words underneath: People's sorrows and joys are not interlinked, I just think they are noisy.

Both Xie Lanlan and Yan An wanted to take care of Jiang Shiyu, and wanted to chat with him to make him look less lonely or something, but they didn't know how to speak. Jiang Shiyu seemed to have set up a barrier around him, and no one could enter except himself. don't go.

Yan An stared at him for a while, and he also looked up: "Huh?"

"It's nothing." Yan An shook his head and raised his glass, "Did you do it?"

Jiang Shiyu also raised his cup.

The grown-ups over there came to grab their beer after drinking the liquor. A case of beer was obviously not enough. Father Yan took money from his wallet and handed it to Yan An: "Go, bring two more cases back."

"Okay." Yan An took the money.

"Go and help," Jiang's mother pushed Jiang Shiyu, "Xiao'an is not easy to handle alone."

Jiang Shiyu nodded and stood up.

Yan An glanced at him, said nothing, put the money in his trouser pocket, put on his coat and went out.

In winter, it gets dark very early, often accompanied by various gusts of wind and low temperature. It is not too late, but there are no people on the street.

There was a layer of swaying tree shadows on the ground, and the orange lights made the tree shadows mottled. Yan An waited for Jiang Shiyu to go out before walking forward. He pulled the zipper to the top against the wind, and it was convenient to enter the gate of the community. I bought two cases of beer in the store, thinking, although they said they would never get drunk, but they would not get drunk or die after drinking the two cases of beer, so there was no need to buy so much.

When he brought out the beer, he turned around and realized that Jiang Shiyu was gone.

Such a big man, such a big boy, disappeared just like that.

It can't be lost.

Yan An frowned, and just as he was about to go out to look for it, he saw Jiang Shiyu walking over with something expressionless.

"Damn," Yan An looked at him, "Have you gone to buy roasted sweet potatoes?"

"The uncle who roasted sweet potatoes during the day is still there," Jiang Shiyu handed him a sweet potato, "here."

"Huh?" Yan An was stunned.

"What happened just now," Jiang Shiyu said, "I'm sorry."

Yan An thought for a while before he realized that he was talking about pushing himself on the bed just now: "It's okay, I'm not really angry."

After finishing speaking, he still took the roasted sweet potatoes, thought about it and said, "Will I fart if I eat too many sweet potatoes?"

"You don't fart if you don't eat sweet potatoes?" Jiang Shiyu sighed, "The body structure is really unique."

"Hey." Yan An stared at Jiang Shiyu, and suddenly became happy, "Fuck."

Once the roasted sweet potato gets a little colder, it will lose its original deliciousness, so Yan An and Jiang Shiyu each carried a case of beer and rushed home quickly, swishing.

Jiang Shiyu was carrying two small bags in his hand, one of which was probably for Xie Lanlan, and now he was walking like flying with a case of beer in his arms, Yan An was flying with him beside him, the wine bottle in his arms bumped lightly Make a series of crisp sounds.

The surrounding area is very dark, the greening of the community is too good, the street lights are not very bright, and most of them are covered by the leaves. Yan An remembers that the property management said some time ago that we need to build miscellaneous branches. How long ago did we say that?It seems to be said during the Mid-Autumn Festival...

It's been too long, these trees will swallow the street lamps after a while.

But how do you ask someone to trim it?Do you want to trim it like in the video or just cut it casually?If the horticultural industry also has a handicraft ranking, will the horticulturist also be the tony in the heart of the branch?

Maybe there will be a leaderboard, ah, this teacher is here today, the skill is not good, no, no, don’t touch me; ah, teacher Tom is coming tomorrow, great, the teacher cuts me, cuts me, I can .

Yan An followed Jiang Shiyu while thinking wildly.

Not long after flying, Jiang Shiyu suddenly stopped, walked a little to the left, and turned his head to look.

Yan An looked at him sideways: "Wrong way, home is this way."

"Did you hear anything?" Jiang Shiyu frowned.

"Huh?" Yan An was stunned.

"Just... the sound," Jiang Shiyu looked to the left, "very soft, rustling..."

"No," Yan An said immediately, "You heard me wrong, go back quickly."

Jiang Shiyu frowned and stared at Yan An for a while: "There is really a voice."

"No," Yan An's eyes widened, "You heard it wrong!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a strange movement in the bushes next to him.

It wasn't as quiet as Jiang Shiyu said, Yan An heard something more like a cry, soft and muffled, and couldn't tell what it was, but it seemed particularly creepy in this dark winter night .

Yan An's back straightened.

"Listen..." Before Jiang Shiyu could finish speaking, Yan An interrupted him.

"I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it," Yan An said quickly, "Don't turn around and don't listen, go home, go home, go home!"

Jiang Shiyu still looked at him with a frown, and suddenly understood something after a while, and asked in a low voice, "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

"Not afraid!" Yan An replied immediately, and he replied very loudly.

"Then listen carefully." Jiang Shiyu said.

"If I don't listen, will you dig out my ears?" Yan An looked at him seriously, "Or if I just leave you here, can you find your way home?"

Jiang Shiyu stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled: "It should be meowing."

As soon as he finished speaking, another small cry came from the bushes. It was not like a cat meowing. No cat meowed like this. All the cats in Yan An’s memory were meowing. The sound sounded sticky. Yes, it's as if three bottles of 502 have been poured into the throat, it's so weird.

Especially when paired with the scene at this moment, at night, two handsome teenagers who went out, one of them suddenly said that he heard a sound. The achievements can't come back, even if they come back, they will be taken away.

According to another script, the one who stays behind will be haunted by ghosts and killed alone, or will be taken away.

It didn't end well anyway.

Jiang Shiyu put down the wine case in his hand, turned his head and was about to walk into the bushes on the left.

"Don't move!" Yan An yelled.

"Hey!" Jiang Shiyu was taken aback, "What are you doing?"

"Just..." Yan An frowned, cleared his throat, "Are you sure it's a cat?"

Jiang Shiyu hooked the corners of his mouth, and under Yan An's nervous gaze as if he was going to detect a mine, he took two steps towards the bushes, but didn't go in, took out his phone from his pocket, turned on the flashlight and took a picture inside. .

Yan An was a little nervous, feeling cold sweat layer after layer on his back.

Usually he also walks at night, but he will be thinking wildly in his head. As long as no one interrupts him, he can finish a movie with himself when he finishes walking this way. Consider the plot, music and plot climax of the TV series, etc. And other elements, you have to dub yourself, so you don't have to make up too much.

But at this moment, Jiang Shiyu said that there was a voice, and directly changed the movie in his mind from the gunfight scene to The Grudge 3.

What is this behavior?

What’s the difference between this and going to KTV to sing and someone cut your song and ordered a song you don’t know how to force you to sing?

no difference!The same insanity!

Jiang Shiyu looked intently into the bushes, probably not finding the source of the sound. After a while, he suddenly opened his mouth and meowed.

That meow was too professional, more like a meow than that sticky sound, Yan An was stunned for a while before realizing that it came from Jiang Shiyu's mouth, not the missing one that Jiang Shiyu said A cat without a tail.

"Fuck," Yan An said in a low voice, "Are you a relative of the cat?"

Jiang Shiyu glanced at him, opened his mouth and meowed into the bushes again.

After a while, the strange cry just now sounded again, as if responding to Jiang Shiyu, it might just be an ordinary cry.

The light in Jiang Shiyu's hand immediately shone in the direction of the sound source, and it suddenly lit up there, and Yan An followed suit, it was really a cat.

Pure white, very common earth cat, but too small, nestled under a pile of leaves and howled weakly, and did not hide when it was illuminated by a flashlight. It was probably frozen. Although it doesn’t snow much in the south, The ground is wet and cold, especially in these bushes and woods.

Yan An and Jiang Shiyu walked over, squatted beside the cat, and touched it. The fur all over was wet. It was a very small cat. Its eyes were not opened. When you open your eyes.

"What should I do?" Yan An stroked the cat.

"...Take it back?" Jiang Shiyu frowned again, "I can't ignore it when I see it, and I have to cool down in the middle of the night. If I just leave it here, I might freeze to death."

"That's right." Seeing him frowning, Yan An couldn't help frowning, "Does your family allow cats?"

"What about your house?" Jiang Shiyu asked.

"I don't know..." Yan An said, "Xie Lanlan's family won't let her. Xie Lanlan has a younger sister who is staying at her grandmother's house for a while, but she is allergic to these things."

"Then... let me try," Jiang Shiyu picked up the cat by the back of the neck, quickly unzipped his coat with the other hand, stuffed the cat into his arms, and closed the zipper a little Son, "Go back."