North to Hanchuan

That year was seventeen, the autumn leaves were falling, and the boy was dressed in white.

The basketball court was in full swing, and teenagers in red and white uniforms raced to and fro, adding a lot of vitality to the gloomy autumn evening photos.

"Pass it over, pass it over!"

"Here, here, Hengbei!"

Gu Hengbei flicked left and right, a beautiful feint bypassed the two opponents who were following him like a shadow, and bounced off his feet easily, passing the ball.

When it landed, I didn't know whose foot it stepped on, and Gu Hengbei and the other party fell down together with a howl of ghosts and wolves.

"Hold!"

Gu Hengbei: "Sorui."

"Shut your mother, Shuo!" the other party scolded angrily.

Gu Hengbei stood up supporting himself and clapped his hands:

"It's reasonable for you to put your foot under me to touch the porcelain, right?"

The referee blew his whistle, and players from both teams rushed over.

Referee Yao Song called the red team a foul.

The person who was stepped on by Gu Hengbei was dissatisfied: "Will you be damned sentenced, are you blind?"

Yao Song pursed his lips, although he was displeased, he still insisted: "I have seen it all, you deliberately tripped Gu Hengbei!"

The captain of the red team shook the man's shoulder: "Okay, don't argue, listen to the referee."

The members of the two teams were about to separate and go to their respective venues when the boy in red gave a "fuck" and cursed:

"Black whistle! He's an idiot!"

Gu Hengbei was holding the ball to make a free throw below the three-point line, when he heard this, he turned around and looked across:

"Who is calling a black whistle? Who is an idiot in Japan?"

The man pointed at Yao Song's back provocatively: "It's just that it's none of your business..."

The basketball spun and hit the boy in red in the face.

The two teams of teenagers shoved and scuffled into a ball.

"Okay, okay, don't fight anymore," Yao Song came over and pulled Gu Hengbei's hand, "Hengbei, it's your fault..."

"Who's wrong?" Gu Hengbei's expression was very casual when he was fighting, but when he heard Yao Song's words, his face suddenly changed.

Yao Song said solemnly: "It's your fault if you strike first, you shouldn't hit people with the ball no matter what!" He persuaded everyone on the court, like a hard-hearted veteran cadre, "You are for playing, not fighting, and friendship comes first. One, race two."

The team members in white shouted unconvinced: "It's their mouths that are dirty!"

The team member in red scolded: "Why don't you say your claws are cheap?"

Yao Song swiped heavily between the two teams with both hands:

"Stop arguing, everyone is from the same school..."

"Being your mother's good old man!" Gu Hengbei was so angry that he didn't know where it came from, and suddenly threw the basketball on Yao Song's body. His eyes were very bright, but at the moment there was no heat. The cold sword in the sheath pointed at Yao Song, "Go away!"

Yao Song was stunned, his expression could even be called unbelievable: "Hengbei, you..."

Gu Hengbei had already walked out.

As soon as Gu Hengbei left, the white team followed him, and the red team also scattered sparsely.

Yao Song stood there like a stake.

Jiang Ci shared a dormitory with Gu Hengbei, and he was the only person on the field who knew about their relationship. He saw that they were almost gone, so he pushed Yao Song:

"I said what's the matter with you? It's fine if Hengbei fights with someone and you don't come to help, but you damn blame him first? Do you still have the self-consciousness of being a boyfriend?"

Yao Song was at a loss for a moment: "I..."

"Hengbei only fought for you, but you are good, and you are still a good person, what is this?"

After Jiang Ci finished speaking dissatisfiedly, he also chased Gu Hengbei.

At nine o'clock in the evening, it was still the same basketball court. The running teenagers had already changed several groups. Gu Hengbei was still wearing that white jersey and sitting on the concrete bench at the edge of the court, with his back leaning against the barbed wire fence behind him. With his long legs stretched straight, he put bottles of drinks on the left and right sides of the seat to occupy his seats, and lazily waited for Yao Song to come over.

The appointment time was nine o'clock, but until the basketball on the court was over, even the lovers hiding in the shadows of the corner held hands and left. The garbage collectors pushed the garbage truck from the center of the court, and approached the edge little by little. The beverage bottles are put into nylon bags one by one, and other garbage is sorted and thrown into the cart.

Yao Song has not yet appeared.

If it was normal, it would be impossible for Gu Hengbei to wait for others with such patience, but if there is no next time today, he will endure it.

There was only him and a cleaner in uniform on the huge venue, and Gu Hengbei's eyes inevitably fell on the cleaner.

There are small lights hanging every few meters on the barbed wire outside the basketball court. It is dim and obscurant. The overly thin figure walked from a little light into the darkness, and then from the shadow into the light light.

At first, Gu Hengbei thought that such a slender figure should be a tall woman, but he only thought that the cleaner was thin, but his figure was unusually straight, and his figure was surprisingly beautiful, and then he waited for that person to get closer Only with Gu Hengbei's 1.2 eyesight can he barely recognize that it is a young boy with an inch from the dim light and shadow.

There are many students in Peking University who work and study, but it was the first time Gu Hengbei saw someone pushing a garbage truck for cleaning, and he was slightly surprised.

The footsteps of "da da da da" approached from far away, breaking the tranquility of the empty stadium.

"Heng, Hengbei!" Yao Song panted and stood in front of Gu Hengbei. He was carrying a heavy schoolbag, his knees were slightly bent, and his hands were on his knees. , I’m sorry, I’m late, I happened to meet Secretary Chen from the hospital office when class was over, and he talked to me for a while..."

"It's okay, no need to explain," Gu Hengbei smiled softly, and changed his sitting position. He retracted the long legs stretched there, crossed them up and down, straightened his back, and put away his boneless lazy energy. Politely pointing to the drink that had been put aside for a long time, "Drink some water."

In the evening, they broke up unhappy, and he was late for more than an hour. Originally, Yao Song was still very nervous, but Gu Heng's north wind was calm, as if he didn't take the unhappiness to heart at all. Yao Song was relieved all of a sudden. With a sigh of relief, I thought that although Heng Bei was a bit irritable, he was actually very angry, and he had been worrying all night in vain.

Yao Song sat down beside Gu Hengbei, Gu Hengbei unscrewed the cap of the bottle and handed him the water, he took the mineral water with a slight smile and gulped down half of the bottle before opening his mouth:

"Hengbei..."

"You still remember this place?" Gu Hengbei said abruptly.

Yao Song glanced around in a daze, seeing the people picking up trash not far away, his thoughts paused for a moment, and then he said in a daze:

"what?"

Gu Hengbei tilted his head, as if recalling:

"If I remember correctly, we met on this basketball court."

The surrounding light was dim, and no one could see anyone's face clearly, but Yao Song's eyes seemed to suddenly ignite two small flames, and his entire face glowed:

"Yes, at that time you were playing on the court, among so many people, I... I saw..."

Yao Song lowered his voice from the sixth word. After all, there were strangers nearby, and he was too embarrassed to express his love, so Gu Hengbei didn't hear the last word at all, and only interrupted him lightly:

"Here's where we started, and here's where we'll end."

Yao Song was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Gu Hengbei's voice was so steady that there was no ripple at all, as if he was saying "Good morning, have you eaten?"

"It means breaking up."

Yao Song suddenly stood up, both shocked and terrified, his voice seemed to have a crack, messy and trembling:

"Are you kidding me, Hengbei?"

"No joke."

"why?"

In fact, if you really want to talk about the reason, it's not that Gu Hengbei doesn't have no friends. If you want to play with friends, you get together and you get together. If you don't get together, you break up. Yao Song is soft-tempered and a little pedantic. It's not a shortcoming, but it doesn't suit Gu Hengbei's wishes.

The reason why the two get together is nothing more than Yao Song's good looks. Gu Hengbei likes beautiful people, and when he senses Yao Song's affection for him, he will take the initiative to attack him, but if the person who gets his hands on him only has a pretty face , would be boring.

To put it bluntly, except for his face, Yao Song is not Gu Hengbei's favorite.

Gu Hengbei is precocious and has rich experience in relationships. He knows that procrastination is the worst thing to avoid when breaking up. If you really say one, two, three, four things, the other party will argue with you first, and then promise "I will not do this in the future." I will definitely change it", there is no point in tearing it up and down, if Gu Hengbei wants to divide, there is no room for change.

Since there is no leeway, the sooner you cut through the mess, the better.

Gu Hengbei stood up, and he stretched out his left hand. In the dark environment, a fluorescent watch on his wrist glowed with a dark blue light like a starry sky. It was a couple watch he bought for Yao Song when they were shopping together last month. , Yao Song also has a piece on his hand, and the radiance is light golden.

Gu Hengbei took off the expensive and brand new watch, and casually threw it into the dark night. His cool voice was full of indifference and ruthlessness:

"Anything on my body has a shelf life of no more than three months. I liked that watch when I saw it, but after wearing it for a long time, I wanted to throw it away, so I threw it away. The same goes for people."

In the late autumn night, the cold wind suddenly blows chills, but Gu Hengbei's words are more painful than the cold wind. Yao Song's whole body is shaking, and even his voice is faltering:

"Gu Hengbei...you...you are just...you..." Yao Song gritted his teeth, "Scum..."

Gu Hengbei put his hands in his pockets, shrugged, and acquiesced to the accusation.

Yao Song's self-esteem finally overwhelmed all grief and humiliation, he slammed the half-filled bottle of water on the ground, and left the playground without looking back.

The bottle gurgled and rolled on the ground several times, and finally stopped at the feet of a pair of unrecognizable sneakers.

The boy pushing the garbage truck bent down to pick up the bottle, poured out the remaining half bottle of water on the spot, and put the bottle into a nylon bag. Amid the sound of the wheels, the boy was getting closer and closer to Gu Hengbei.

Gu Hengbei didn't care, the goal for tonight has been achieved, he turned around to go back to the dormitory, when his waist suddenly hurt, Gu Hengbei subconsciously said "Damn", then he turned his head angrily, and said "You are blind!" Such an adult can bump into it here." Shengsheng got stuck in his throat——

At that time, they were close at hand, and each could see each other's face perfectly.

In the following many years, Gu Hengbei could never forget the shock and astonishment he saw on that face under the dim light. He used to praise Ji Hanchuan's prosperous beauty countless times without hesitation, and boasted how he glanced at him for thousands of years. .

"It's like an arrow," Gu Hengbei pointed to his left atrium, and said to Ji Hanchuan with a smile, "biu——shot here, blood spattered five steps, and every drop bloomed like a flower."

Exaggerated enthusiasm to childish confession.

Later on, for example, when Gu Hengbei, who was standing in front of the window under the dim light at this moment, recalled the drama-like scenes amidst Ji Hanchuan's babbling, the only thing left in his heart was the fireworks and the drifting up and down. The gray and black embers of the smoldering eyes, the shitty glance of Wannian, that damn beauty is as beautiful as a knife, killing Huanian with a knife.

The author has something to say:

感谢在2020-10-2522:30:47~2020-10-2701:19:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Lin Xin 3;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!