Window 2, Seventh Canteen

About the avocado stand, Jiang Wei actually didn't have much memory, only a vague impression.

He remembered that the avocado stand was not on the main road, and that it was a narrow street, but he couldn't remember the exact location.

If it was daytime, he could still look for it with the help of the surrounding environment, but in the dark and rainy night, the surroundings were blurred, and all he could refer to were fragmentary pictures, and more often he needed to rely on intuition.

It was okay at first, he turned a corner, and got his wish and saw the signboard of the fruit stand in the morning, knowing that the general direction was correct, but when he went further down, he didn't have much impression.

Going all the way to the end is a dead end, so I have to turn back and start again.

He called Han Zilu, but the phone of the other party was turned off, maybe it was completely out of battery.

Jiang Wei scolded anxiously, with an uncontrollable anxiety in his heart.

"Han Zilu! Where are you! Han Zilu—" Jiang Wei yelled, rushing on the path full of stagnant water with all his strength, and it took five or six minutes for him to calm down.

With tired steps, he turned into another alley.

Called Han Zilu's name while walking.

Thunder and rain engulfed his cries again and again, Jiang Wei was anxious and helpless.

He felt that he might not be able to find Han Zilu, and now he was just repeating the other person's name mechanically.

Finally, after a shocking flash of lightning, he heard someone answer.

The voice was very vague, and was soon drowned in the roaring thunder, but Jiang Wei could tell that it was Han Zilu's voice, and basically determined his position.

Han Zilu was on his left, not too far away, and should be on the path adjacent to him.

He now had to find a way to get around to the next door.

Jiang Wei ran and watched, and finally found an alley on the left.

The alley was only as wide as one person, and it was too narrow to hold an umbrella. Jiang Wei looked in along the alley and could see a faint light coming from the end.

Great, this alley is connected to the small road next door.

Jiang Wei was so excited that he put away his umbrella and went into the alley.

The alley was very dark, and it was impossible to see the road under his feet. Jiang Wei braved the rain, stepped on slippery pebbles, and stepped on ankle-deep puddles, stumbling forward all the way.

The more you go to the middle of the alley, the lower the terrain becomes. Jiang Wei's shoes are filled with water, and every step he takes, he can hear the sound of splashing water.

But he was happy because Han Zilu's voice was getting closer and closer, and he could even clearly hear him calling his name.

Jiang Wei wiped the rainwater off his face, and was about to respond to the other party, but slipped on the soft mud, and then the soles of his feet were empty.

Jiang Wei yelled and felt a sharp pain in his ankle.

He leaned on the wall, tensed from head to toe, gritted his teeth and endured the initial pain for a while.

He tried to move his foot, but it hurt again immediately.

At this time, Han Zilu's voice came from the end of the alley.

"Jiang Wei!" Han Zilu's voice trembled with the sound of rain.

When Jiang Wei saw the backlit figure at the end of the alley, he instantly felt relieved that he had completed the task. As soon as he relaxed, his body also relaxed. When he moved unconsciously, the wound felt a sharp pain again.

In the dark alley, he couldn't see, his right foot was completely stuck in the crack of the drain, the blood from the wound soaked the trousers, and then melted into the muddy water.

Jiang Wei gritted his teeth and endured, the cold sweat on his forehead was instantly washed away by the crackling raindrops.

"I, I'm fine...it's fine! Han Zilu, stand still! Don't go forward!" Jiang Wei was afraid that there would be a similar "trap" in front of him, bumping into it was a trivial matter, and it would be a big deal if he fell. It's dangerous.

But how could Han Zilu stand still.

Seeing him trotting towards her, Jiang Wei felt anxious, and shouted for a long time not to come, but Han Zilu just didn't listen.

Jiang Wei was ruthless, leaned on the wall, and pulled his right foot out forcefully. Through his ragged trousers, he rubbed and rubbed against the sharp stone edge. Finally, he took a deep breath and pulled his right foot away. come out.

Pain and inertia caused him to fall back into the water.

It was wet and cold all over.

Jiang Wei didn't care about the embarrassment, and tried to stand up while grabbing the wall, but his hands slipped and he fell again, this time even splashing muddy water in his mouth.

"Jiang Wei! What's wrong with you!"

Han Zilu's voice sounded again, sounding very close.

Jiang Wei shook the water and looked up, only to see a backlit silhouette.

He didn't know how to describe his mood right now, he was a little anxious, a little happy, and a little embarrassed.

"Didn't I tell you to stand still? The road is so dark, what if you fall into the sewer?" Of course, the other party is fine now, so he was worried for nothing.

"How are you? Can you stand up?" Han Zilu stretched out his hand towards Jiang Wei. Jiang Wei couldn't see clearly, so he stretched out his hand once, and it was empty. When he went to grab it again, Han Zilu grabbed his hand.

"I slipped and tore my skin a little bit. It's okay. Really, it doesn't hurt at all." Jiang Wei let Han Zilu hold her back, "Be careful, there is a crack on a stone slab on the ground, and there is a hole."

"It's fine." Han Zilu said.

At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed by, Jiang Wei finally saw Han Zilu's face, his hair was soaked and his face was pale.

Jiang Wei pulled Han Zilu to stand up straight, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but the words stuck in his throat.

The brilliance of the lightning went out, and Han Zilu hugged Jiang Wei.

Thunder roared overhead, the rain was pouring down, and the alley was narrow and muddy.

Just like the weather at this time, Jiang Wei's mind was in a mess and buzzing.

He noticed something.

Like a sleepwalker suddenly opening his eyes.

It was like suddenly seeing a distant light in the dark night sky.

The moment Han Zilu hugged him, Jiang Wei instinctively sensed Han Zilu's feelings.

Almost at the same time, out of another instinct, he raised his hand and patted Han Zilu's back, smiling pretendingly relaxed.

"What are you doing? I told you it's okay. Hey, your hair is soaked. Is it cold? Let's go back quickly. I brought an umbrella. Oh, I'm really fine. I can do it by myself." standing..."

Han Zilu hugged him even tighter.

Even the cold rain couldn't cover the fiery heartbeat, Jiang Wei could feel Han Zilu's pulse.

"Han Zilu? What are you... doing?" Jiang Wei patted Han Zilu's back, and the other party finally let him go and stood face to face with him.

Jiang Wei smiled, "Go back, or you're really going to catch a cold." He turned around while leaning on the wall.

Han Zilu took Jiang Wei's hands again, one, then the other, and clasped his hands together with the rain.

The faint light at the end of the alley shone on Han Zilu's side face, and it was hazy for a moment.

Then, the light disappeared, and Han Zilu's body pressed up with his breath.

Jiang Wei tasted hot breath and cold kiss.

Han Zilu touched it and left immediately, it was just a test.

Jiang Wei stood upright against the wall, staring at Han Zilu, who had only a silhouette left, not acquiescing, but just too sudden and unable to deal with it.

The rain ignored Jiang Wei's complicated mood at this time, and kept washing everything. Jiang Wei's face was covered with water, but he couldn't raise his hand to wipe it. , panting with your mouth.

At the same time as he let out a hot breath, Han Zilu kissed him again.

The originally icy rainwater carried human body temperature, and with the movement of Han Zilu's lips, it entered Jiang Wei's mouth together. Jiang Wei had no time to react, and Han Zilu's mouth was filled.

The two people's tongues collided, and Han Zilu immediately grabbed the tip of Jiang Wei's tongue and sucked it. The intense feeling that he had never experienced made Jiang Wei tremble all over, and a strange impulse arose in his heart.

He folded Han Zilu's hand behind his back, staggered half a step forward, and pressed him against the opposite wall.

Han Zilu was in pain, snorted and stopped, panting hard, but Jiang Wei leaned forward, pressed against the other's face, groped in the dark and kissed the other's chin and cheek, then found his lips, and kissed him hard.

The heavy rain covered up his body temperature and breath. Jiang Wei bit the tip of the other party's tongue, not knowing where he was in a daze, and almost forgot who he was hugging and kissing. He only knew that there was an impulse in his heart that he had endured for a long time. Once he found a breakthrough , becomes uncontrollable.

Even with difficulty breathing, he couldn't stop.

After an unknown amount of time, suddenly rainwater poured into his nostrils. Jiang Wei let go of Han Zilu, bowed his head and coughed violently for a while. Han Zilu patted his back and asked softly. When he heard Han Zilu's voice, he suddenly realized what he had done.

He took the initiative to kiss a man.

In the dark, Jiang Wei's expression was wonderful.

After a while, Jiang Wei regained his strength, stood up straight and looked at Han Zilu, Han Zilu's expression was very vague, and he also looked at him, Jiang Wei suddenly panicked, took half a step back, and pressed his back against the wall.

He whispered, "I'm sorry."

Han Zilu didn't speak, Jiang Wei couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, but he didn't dare to approach him. After a long time, he said, "Let's go, let's go back."

Han Zilu sighed lightly.

Jiang Wei found the two umbrellas from the ground, handed one to Han Zilu, and kept the other for himself.

The two walked back one after the other, without talking all the way.

Jiang Wei couldn't remember the way, so he limped behind Han Zilu, so Han Zilu didn't realize how serious his foot injury was.

Back at Uncle Huang's house, Aunt Yang, who was waiting anxiously, greeted her. She asked Huang Zhiyong to take Han Zilu to take a bath and change clothes. Han Zilu told her that Jiang Wei was injured, so he went with Huang Zhiyong.

Aunt Yang was in charge of looking after Jiang Wei, and urged him to take a bath and change clothes first, and then she came to help him check the wound after Jiang Wei had finished washing.

Seeing this, she couldn't help taking a deep breath, "My child, you...you just walked back like this? How painful is it for such a deep wound? Why don't you call and say? Okay Let Zhiyong pick you up."

Jiang Wei rubbed her head, "I didn't feel too much pain... Then what, son, what about Han Zilu? He was drenched for a long time, so be careful not to catch a cold."

Aunt Yang squatted to check Jiang Wei's ankle, looked at it for a long time, and said, "No, come down with me and ask your uncle to take a look at it for you. The injury is not clear, and it will be troublesome if it gets infected."

Jiang Wei got up, and he didn't know if it was because of what Mrs. Yang said, he felt that the wound seemed to hurt more.

In the main room on the first floor, Han Zilu was sitting there in his pajamas, and Uncle Huang was feeling his pulse.

When Aunt Yang saw Uncle, she immediately changed to Yunnan dialect and led Jiang Wei to Uncle.

Uncle asked Jiang Wei to raise his leg.

Several gazes turned to the wound on the ankle at the same time.

Jiang Wei heard that Han Zilu took a breath, but he didn't dare to look at Han Zilu, he just looked at his legs.

Han Zilu's voice was a bit strange, "It's so serious, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Jiang Wei still didn't look at Han Zilu, scratched his head, didn't know what to say, so he smiled awkwardly.

Uncle Huang asked him not to move, turned around and went into the room to get the medicine, but Jiang Wei didn't dare to move, just stood there with his legs up, staring at his wound, this was the first time he could clearly see what was going on with the wound.

When I was outside, it was so pitch black that I couldn’t see clearly. After taking a bath, the wound was washed white again. That is, now, the light is sufficient, and the wound is bleeding again. Only then did I see a two-inch long gash at the ankle. A little further down, there is a dark blood hole, I can't tell how deep it is.

Uncle Huang came back soon and asked Jiang Wei to sit down. Only then did Jiang Wei realize that Han Zilu was no longer here.

He asked Mrs. Yang, and Mrs. Yang said that Han Zilu might have gone to the kitchen to drink ginger soup, and asked him to go over and have a bowl later.

Jiang Wei nodded dully, knowing that Han Zilu might not want to talk to him.

Of course, he didn't want to face Han Zilu either, at least not now.

So, after uncle helped him treat the wound, he went back to the house without going to the kitchen to drink ginger soup.

Because he was afraid of running into Han Zilu.

Who knew, after staying in the room for a while, Han Zilu took the initiative to find him.

He knocked on the door, entered the room, went straight to the bed, and put ginger soup on the bedside table.

Jiang Wei's gaze swept across Han Zilu's face, not daring to stay longer, and landed on the ginger soup.

Han Zilu stood in the room without saying a word, and Jiang Wei didn't know what to say, so he went to hold the bowl, slowly cooled the soup, and drank it in one gulp.

Han Zilu still stood still, still not saying a word.

Jiang Wei couldn't hold back any longer, raised her head, and met Han Zilu's gaze.

Han Zilu's expression was more complicated than he imagined.

Jiang Wei didn't know how to respond.

Han Zilu came over, took the empty bowl in Jiang Wei's hand, and walked straight to the door.

Jiang Wei called him, "Hey, wait, that..."

Han Zilu kept walking, and only after closing the door did he say, "I'm sorry, I'm the one who needs to apologize."