The third year of divergence

Ji Heyi changed the door lock of his home, replaced the too soft bed with a hard one, and added some beautiful water plants and stones to the fish tank, a light blue and a deep purple guppy swimming in it. cheerful.

He once wanted to raise a cat. He had the habit of returning home on time. When he was in college, he read many books on raising cats, and he was consciously prepared to bear the burden of a cat's life, old age, sickness and death.

But before he consulted his cohabitants about the plan, Chi Yan suddenly wanted to raise two fish, and the matter of raising cats was completely shelved.

Chi Yan was picking fish in the aquarium, called Ji Heyi over on the phone, and asked him to accompany him to listen to the breeder's eloquent introduction for half an hour, and finally chose two guppies by himself.

Guppies are all good, with bright color and beautiful appearance, and it is very convenient to raise.

In addition to the short life span, only two or three years.

"That's it." At that time, Chi Yan stared at the two fish for a long time, as if he was very satisfied. He turned around and introduced the name he had spent three seconds to Ji Heyi, "One is Xiaolan and the other is Xiaolan." Purple." Pointing to the two T-shirts, one black and one white, "Now you go home with Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai."

Later, Ji Heyi fell in love with these two fish, and he was always fond of the things he was used to.

After three years of dating, he is as used to pool banquets as he is used to changing water and feeding guppies.

So do you still like him?

The question even made him light a cigarette.

He doesn't smoke, but there are always a few boxes of Chiyan cigarettes on the balcony.Chi Yan smoked and would avoid him, but not completely, and would occasionally grab him and force him to take a puff of the cigarette. He seemed to like to see him choked by the smoke and slightly confused.

After a few times, I'm already used to the smell, but I still cough twice under Chi Yan's enthusiastic gaze.

Do you still love him?

no.Emotions are mutual, and love needs to breathe healthily in an air that echoes each other.The other party has clearly said to empathize with each other, and the words spoken in person seem to be more effective than the body, eyes, or even kisses.

Or maybe there is.After all, there are also people who can fly to the flame without responding, such as the Chi Yan back then.

Ji Heyi is not a procrastinator, and his previous rejection was like an iron wall.Because of his absolute indifference, he couldn't even recall much of what Chi Yan had done or said before he really wavered.

The answer is not very important either.The Chi Yan back then was different from what it is now, and the answer now will not coincide with a certain day in the future.

The smell of cigarettes on the balcony was already too strong. He looked at the cigarette butt for a while, and pressed it out in the ashtray. It was the first time he did it, but he was still proficient.

Back in the living room, I raised the temperature of the aquarium at night, observed for a while, and judged that the two fish were sleeping, so I gently closed the bedroom door.

He had kept the two guppies for nearly two years and he decided to wait until they died and get himself a cat.

At the end of May, Ji Heyi once again returned to his busy life after a few days of leisure.

When he was busy, he did not forget to send Chi Cong a WeChat message to greet the cat left by his ex-girlfriend. If it is not neutered and the owner does not plan to do it for it in the future, he wants to order the cubs of that female cat.

He had seen the cat in Chi Cong's circle of friends and liked its blue eyes very much.

"Okay, remember, I will keep it for you when I give birth to a cub."

Here, Chi Cong was driving the car, and replied to WeChat at the red light, put down his phone just in time for the green light to go.

He also sat an ancestor in the co-driver.

From the corner of Chi Cong's eyes, he saw his ancestor leaning on the back of the chair, his downcast eyes stopped on the mobile phone he had thrown in the storage compartment, his eyelids drooped as if he was still asleep.

He broke the silence in the car with a loud voice: "I heard that you recruited Ah Yi again in the bar last week."

Chi Yan maintained his lazy sitting posture, as if he didn't hear the question at all, and after a long while, he casually replied: "Who are you listening to?"

He grabbed the doll in front of Chi Cong's steering wheel, and instead of holding it in his hand to play with, he put it on his lap and poked it repeatedly, "Ji Heyi told you?"

Chi Cong was annoyed by his ignorant attitude, and intentionally left him alone for a while without answering, but in the end it was not as good as his concentration, so he spoke after holding back: "It doesn't matter what he said, I just heard that he walked into that bar , You also went on your back foot."

Chi Cong has seen his back and forth tricks when chasing people a few years ago, "You chased him?"

After another long time, he said lightly, "Coincidence—it happened, we must say hello."

Chi Cong didn't continue to ask, the other party obviously didn't want to talk about it.

As an older brother, he was actually only three years older than his younger brother, and he was not too tolerant and stable. When he was a child, he often went to the toilet to stand quietly in the toilet to calm his anger when he was a child. How can there be so much nostalgia for a mere toilet, but in fact, he only wants to throw this annoying kid into the toilet one day while they are not paying attention.

Ever since he was a child, Chi Cong's temper has not been very good. At this age, his bones have been smoothed and three points have been smoothed. Chi Yan contributed a lot to this three points.

It's just that he can't understand this younger brother more and more recently.

No, not recently, perhaps as early as Chi Yan, who had been away from home for several years, returned to China after graduation. At some point, the conversation between the two seemed to be separated by something.

Or maybe earlier, in Chi Yan's adolescence when every bone in his body was clamoring for rebellion, when he was a 15-year-old fool and came out of the closet at home without hesitation.At that time, the whole family only thought that he had found a new way to challenge his elders—at your age, you have never had a love affair, do you know what sexual orientation is, and you call yourself gay?

Later, when he became an adult, he took partners one by one, all men, and told the whole family that he had a clear understanding of himself.Among those miscellaneous people, the shortest contact may not exceed a week.In the end, his parents' request was compromised from "you talk about a gender different from yours" to "you talk about it seriously regardless of gender".

Chi Cong sighed in his heart, thinking that the three years he talked with Ji Heyi might be the three years in which the whole Chi family lost their hair the least.

However, this period of harmony and Lele seems to have come to an end.

He turned to talk to him about the serious matter: "I had someone decorate your Tianhaiju house, and it was made according to my house. After all, the house type is similar. It seems that you are quite comfortable living here these two days, so you should not be unaccustomed to it. "

"The company approved me a three-month leave. When a film in my hand is finished, I will go abroad and hide by the sea for three months. I won't even check my mobile phone and email." Chi Cong was quiet for a while, and then said, "Chi Yan, you're not young anymore, don't bother about the things you did when you were seventeen or eighteen years old. You also know that I was just dumped in an ugly way by someone who was going to get married. I really don't want to care about you being separated from anyone. You are not tired of the separation and reunion, I am tired."

Chi Yan said "Well", and glanced at him sideways: "It can be seen that I am exhausted and disheartened."

He hooked the corner of his mouth into a smile: "I'm so tired that I'd rather bend than bend for so many years. I'm so tired that I want to go on the wrong road. 'Try a man'. Heh——have you found someone to take over?"

Chi Cong was confused for a while, and then remembered the few words he talked to him when he was dizzy on the day of the breakup: "I said casually that you are quite serious. Does sexuality change as soon as it is said?"

Do you think everyone is Ji Heyi who is being pushed down by you?He didn't sarcastically say the latter sentence, because he knew that his younger brother didn't know anything about this kind of thing, otherwise he wouldn't have offended Ji Heyi, a straight man.

"And what do you mean by accepting the order? Who are you insulting? Are your brother and I some slow-moving goods?"

Chi Yan sneered: "You are a huge fan."

Chi Cong shut his mouth, always feeling that he was mocking him for being dumped again and again.

The car enters the familiar road, and after turning a corner, there is a large shopping mall.

Chi Cong thought of the empty refrigerator in Chi Yan's house: "I haven't filled the refrigerator at home for you. What can I buy in the mall? Or you can make a list and ask my assistant to buy it for you. I plan to ask him to help me buy some things to bring when I travel."

"No." Chi Yan was unceremonious and sarcastic, "I ordered a bottle of lubricant from your assistant, he can put some oil on my tires, and if I want to write something dry, he has to bring me a bottle of Wuliangye."

"..."

Chi Cong was startled, "When—" He thought of Lai Ji and He Yi's house for a few days when he was packing up, and his assistant running up and down, "Fuck, you wouldn't buy that kind of thing by yourself!"

Chi Yan was not interested in the roar of the people beside him, rubbed the plush texture of the doll in his hand, and leaned his head against the car window.

The mall is slowly being left behind by the traffic.

"Are you going alone?" He asked suddenly, as if he opened his mouth casually.

Chi Cong was stunned: "What?"

"Healing."

"You said it's for healing, so should I bring someone to watch the wound?" As he said that, he glared at Chi Yan again, "I remembered that your ex might also need to relax, so turn around and ask if you want to come together."

"Very good, Sunshine Beach." He stretched out his finger and flicked the doll's head, "The atmosphere is just right, or you can make a couple."

Chi Cong is immune to this kind of yin and yang strangeness: "What kind of atmosphere, the atmosphere of sympathy between the green hats?"

"Excellent match."

"roll."

"No." Chi Yan turned his face to the outside of the car window, rolled up the window, and rolled it down again.

After a long while, he replied in a deep voice: "—you get out."

Chi Cong frowned at the tone, and glanced at his inexplicably frosted face: "You...you've been really unstable lately."

After looking at him from the corner of the eye for a while, he became a little irritable, "Ji Heyi has no reason to care about you now because of your inexplicable appearance. I'm really afraid that something will happen to you as soon as my plane leaves. What's the situation, you'd better talk to me."

"Get out!" This time, it was really a response like a cannon was lit.

Chi Cong was also angry: "What the hell are you crazy about!"

Ever since he found out about Chi Yan's cheating and breaking up, he also held his breath, and simply counted with him: "My brother who has been in a serious relationship for more than ten years, was dumped by the garbage in a blink of an eye, and the garbage is still me My dear brother! I was the one who pulled the red line back then. I couldn’t lift my head when I heard it, and who is the new guy you found—the younger brother of the ex-girlfriend who gave me a cuckold? Who the hell are you talking about? !"

The chest of the passenger on the co-pilot was also heaving, and he glanced sideways at his continuous cannonballs. The sarcasm, anger, and various emotions in that glance seemed to open his mouth in the next second to sneer, blocking back the words without saying a word.

It seemed that his anger was ridiculous, he didn't even bother to listen to a few words, and said with a cold face: "Open the door, I'll get out."

There was a slight sound, as if he had calmed down.

"Okay." Seeing that he turned a deaf ear to his questioning, Chi Cong stepped on the clutch to pull over the car, and pressed the door switch, "Get out."

After saying that, Chi Yan took off his seat belt, pushed the car door, without his wallet and keys, and got up after grabbing his doll.

"Maomao is back!" The golden retriever puppy who finally came from Ji Heyi's car, he has not yet had a hand addiction!

"Why?" Chi Yan slammed the car door, "Mine!"

Chi Cong thumped the car horn several times, but didn't see anyone striding away. He paused and rumpled his hair: "Fuck!"

The 32nd floor of the tall building is brightly lit.

When the secretary came over with his personal mobile phone, Ji Heyi was working overtime. It was late at night, and the phone that seldom rang at this time made him raise his eyes.

After the ringing had finished, the secretary held up the phone and pretended not to look at the screen without looking sideways. However, under the instruction of the boss to "put it aside first", he hesitated and said, "Yes...Mr. Chi, five missed calls."

Obviously, this Mr. Chi refers to Chi Yan.

Ji Heyi and the secretary looked at each other for a while, and when the secretary lowered his head and was about to put the phone back, the ringtone suddenly rang again.

Ji Heyi took the phone, looked at the caller for three seconds, and finally answered the call.

But there was an unfamiliar voice on the other end of the phone: "Hello, this is the Polaris Club. Is this Mr. Ji? I'm sorry to bother you many times, but Mr. Chi only has this number on his phone—it's convenient for you to pick it up." Mister Chi..."

Ji Heyi talked to the management staff of the clubhouse for 2 minutes, asking about the location, the box, and the situation around Chi Yan.

Turn around and dial Chi Cong's number and ask him to pick up his brother.

Chi Cong sneered on the other end of the phone: "I'll let him die!"

He hung up the phone with a slap, and Ji Heyi's face was slapped with anger through the phone screen.

Ji Heyi stared at the phone silently for a while - this uninvited guest on the way to work overtime.

He called the secretary next to him, looked at the resolute appearance of Mr. Secretary, who seemed to have excellent psychological quality, and the gentleman asked, "Can I lose my temper with you?"

Mr. Secretary was confused: "Huh?"

"Forget it." Ji Heyi closed the document and rubbed his temples, "It's getting late, come here first today, you can leave now."