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Lin Jianshu and Tao Xianxia came back, Lin Lian was naturally very happy.He likes to be alone, but he doesn't like to be alone. He also likes to smell the aroma of vegetables when he comes home from school on weekends. He likes that his mother sneaks in in the middle of the night to tuck himself in. TV set.

But since he sent a message to Jiang Cun on the 27th, he hasn't replied.

Lin Lian didn't know what happened.

I got sick?Having trouble?How did the world evaporate again?

For several days in a row, he seemed a little unhappy, and he made countless calls but no one answered, and finally it directly changed to "the user you dialed has turned off the phone".

The painting he had worked so hard to draw was still on the wine cabinet, and he even went to the gift shop to wrap it—the wrapping paper was the most expensive and the most beautiful.

He thought with joy that he had prepared a birthday gift and planned how to hug his boyfriend, but he never thought that in the end it would be nothing.

From anticipation, to worry, to disappointment, and finally to anger.

Why is it like this every time?

He carefully placed the gift on the bed, turned off the light, and filled the room with only a little light from the phone screen.

"Baby, it's 3:30 on March 58th, and your birthday will be over in 2 minutes. I'm telling you very seriously, if you reply to my message within these 2 minutes, give me a call , I forgive you."

He turned the clock out and watched the second hand with bated breath.

Why do I suddenly feel that 2 minutes is so long?

"Baby, you still have one minute to think about it. If you play your temper with me again, the word 'baby' is no longer specific, whether A, B, C, D or ABCD, anyone can take this position."

In the silent midnight, he could hear his heart beating rapidly, and the light coming in from the window cast a large shadow, covering his whole body in darkness, unable to move, only the light in the palm of his hand remained.

In the last ten seconds, the phone automatically locked the screen. Before he had time to press it, he saw the screen light up, and the joy in his heart seemed to overflow from his throat: "Baby?"

Then he collapsed on the bed, sneering with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "That's great. You won, baby."

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The person who said good night to me a few days ago now disappears when he says no.

Do you really think that you are a piece of snow on the Songhua River that will melt in April and still throw spring floods on my face?

main city.

Jiang Cun hasn't been to the studio for several days.

There was mineral water on the ground, he drank a few sips when he felt thirsty, and let himself be hungry when he felt hungry.

The dirty, leaden knife was stained with blood. Seeing the sharp blade scratching his skin, he always felt that he could suppress his fear and self-blame.

He didn't know why hurting himself brought a little respite.

what to do?what should I do?Please, no matter who it is, let me die.I'm so tired and want to sleep.

How can I be a piece of garbage that only causes trouble for others.Why am I always hurting others?

Did you see that?did you see it?I didn't mean to, can you help me?

His eyes lost their luster, tears kept gushing out, and the hand that was holding down the knife was even harder, without saying a word, but his heart was overwhelmed.

He locked himself in the room, and the curtains were drawn tightly so that no light could penetrate, and he was hidden in the darkness.

I've tried hard enough to pretend I don't care, to pretend I'm a smiling and communicative person,

I've tried so hard but I can't even breathe, can I end this?

It's all my fault, sorry, sorry, can you hear me?

The mobile phone was turned on to airplane mode, and all contact with the outside world was cut off. No one knew what he was doing, and no one knew that in these short few days, he was fighting a strong ideological struggle with himself.

A Jiang Cun smiled and threw the "Bible" in his hand to play, once it's over, you are garbage, you are trash, you are a poor person who only worries people in this world, what is the meaning of your existence, what is the meaning of death? Just drop it, the world is so big, it has nothing to do with you.

The other Jiang Cun held the cherry with a calm expression, no, someone is waiting for you in front, did you see his smile?See his back?See him tenderly calling you "baby"?Don't you feel sorry for you leaving without saying goodbye?

He curled himself up into a ball, his fingers were cold, and he closed his eyes helplessly, his mind was full of the days and nights he spent with Lin Lian in the past.

The young man seemed like a crow whose wings had been clipped, wandering around the church in a daze, with a fog in front of him, unable to tell where the morning glow was, and where was the afterglow. Take a glance and leave.

His whole body was covered with solid armor, unable to move or talk, even to watch the world, he only dared to open a gap cautiously, and closed his eyes after a while.

The chill emanating from the depths of the heart can almost freeze the blood in the whole body, every drop of them is clamoring - let me out, I can't stand it anymore!

I don't know how long he endured like this, when a loud noise suddenly pulled him back from the half-dream and half-dead Huangquan Road.

With a bang, Lin Lian, like an overbearing and unreasonable robber, rushed to Jiang Cun's room door exhausted, rushed up and grabbed his collar, and growled, "You idiot, why the hell did it happen?" Don't tell me anything! Do you know how fucking worried we are!"

Following Lin Lian came in was Shang Meijiu—a tall and handsome landlady, shaking the key in his hand with a half-smile, as if he was familiar with the scene in front of him: "Remember to restore the room to its original state when the time comes. "

Jiang Cun looked like a little boy who had lost his way, with trembling tears hanging from his eyelashes, he raised his eyes in confusion, and couldn't see Lin Lian's expression in the dark, his voice was weak: "Brother Lian?"

"Shut the fuck up for me! Jiang Cun, what kind of fucking idiot are you!?" His eyes were bloodshot, he didn't care about anything, and roared like a tweeter.

"Brother Lian, I miss you, I'm so afraid of you," Jiang Cun choked up, "I really left me behind."

Time flows to the first day of April, which has just come.

Originally, the love affair was over in school, but Lin Lian, like oxygen, smoothly rekindled the extinguished little stick, and even ignited a more intense spark.

The whole school knew that Lin Lian was looking for someone, his boyfriend, Jiang Cun.

Angry is angry, but, like this kind of thing, is it something you can get rid of if you want to?

To put it mildly, he just took a fancy to Jiang Cun's glass of wine. After drinking it, it was not strong, but the aftertaste was intoxicating. The alcohol slowly soaked into his limbs and bones like a drug, and he was so drunk that he staggered and wandered in his dreams. Chu only wanted to see the person whom he sweetly called "baby".

He ran to ask the head teacher of Class [-] if he had any other contact information for Jiang Cun. The teacher shook his head helplessly and asked him what he wanted this for. He turned around and walked out of the office and vented to the yellow jue tree next to the small square-"You don't even have the students' You don’t have any contact information, what kind of teacher are you! Now that everyone is gone, what am I going to do here! I’m going to find him!”

He tried his best to talk to the people Jiang Cun might come into contact with, but without exception, no one knew where he went or why he disconnected.

Light and shadow coexist, intertwined and intertwined with each other, but Jiang Cun is like an independent shadow left behind in the world, without light, he can only walk alone.

He went to the studio where Jiang Cun had been to ask the teacher and other students, but there was no progress.

When he got here, he realized that he was completely ignorant about where he lived, whether he had any friends, and what kind of personality he was.

He almost used his lunch break and evening self-study time to travel all over the county—the hot pot restaurant that Jiang Cun might go to, the Binjiang Road they visited, the milk tea shop where he met Gu Liaoyuan...

Elimination, failure.

Jiang Cun didn't come back, nor did he hide somewhere to play hide-and-seek with him.

Too tired, the original feeling of worrying about gain and loss, so tiring.

Back in the dormitory, He Jingran was playing an unknown song on his flute. It was sad and profound, and mournful for a long time, as if telling a tragic story that made people cry. He couldn't help it all of a sudden, and covered his expression with a pillow. , tears welling up.

With the mentality of giving it a try, he sent a message to Fang Zijin.

[Handsome Lin]: Are you there?Which district of the main city is your studio located in? Can you tell me the address in detail?

[Contemplating until now]: What's the matter, are you looking for Jiang Cun?

[Contemplating until now]: He hasn't come to the studio for a few days, you can find him in the house he rented.

[Handsome Lin]: Thank you.

[Contemplating till now]: Did you mess with Jiang Cun?

[Contemplating till now]: It's okay, if you're in a relationship, there's no way you don't quarrel.

[Thinking until now]: Oh, and the landlord is a relative of my family. I can give you my mobile phone for easy contact.

At that moment, Lin Lian seemed to have found the pilot light in the vast starry night and grasped the direction.

He was just glad that he didn't delete Fang Zijin's WeChat account because he thought he was an idiot.

Lin Lian comforted Jiang Cun for a long time, and Jiang Cun threw himself into his arms, holding on to the skirt of his clothes tightly, preventing him from seeing his expression.

Tears fell one by one, clenched teeth, and wetness fell on Lin Lian's chest.

After coaxing Jiang Cun for a long time, he took him to the hospital when his mood stabilized, and waited for the little nurse to apply the medicine while hanging the water.

The nurse sister looked at Jiang Cun with a little pity: "Little brother, how can you let go of such a beautiful and white arm! Remember to take good care of yourself and don't let yourself get hurt again!"

He hadn't eaten for a few days, and Jiang Cun was also very weak at this time. He leaned against the wall of the hospital and couldn't speak a word. The tiredness of being unable to sleep came to his mind at this time. He felt so tired, so tired, that's all he wanted Go to sleep and never get up again.

There was an unpleasant smell of disinfectant in the hospital, and the voices of people coming and going could be heard, but at this moment all the noise became a melody to help sleep, which made him run to meet Zhou Gong without any explanation, with a headache Also tilted, almost slipping off the chair.

If the staff hadn't told them apologetically that the beds were full, Lin Lian would never have been willing to let Jiang Cun rest like this.

He lightly supported Jiang Cun's body, shifted his center of gravity to himself, and continuously passed the temperature of his fingers to Jiang Cun—good, I found you.

If you run away without saying a word next time, I won't have the patience to look for you again.

I mean it.

Jiang Cun was still raving in his sleep, and Lin Lian couldn't figure out why after listening for a long time. After he calmed down, he realized that he was also so tired. Unknowingly, leaning on Jiang Cun, he also fell into a deep sleep.

At that moment, he couldn't care at all—he couldn't control other people's strange eyes, couldn't control whether the hospital was clean, couldn't control whether a thief would take the opportunity to take his mobile phone... He was just sleepy and fuzzy, and his vision changed first. It turns into a white field of vision under the microscope, then turns into a white line in the sky, clouds and mountains, and finally returns to chaos and falls asleep.

He left in a hurry, bought a train ticket for the earliest train, and rushed to Jiang Cun's den without saying hello to anyone. There was no way to contact him.

Wen Mingche was also in a hurry, and he didn't dare to tell Lin Lian his mother, so he had to call one after another, but his phone was dead long ago, and he couldn't get through anyway.

These two children are the same, proud, stubborn, restless and play cards, as if they will never be worrying.

It's just that they didn't expect that they also had such a heart-burning moment.

Everyone forgets that a teenager is just a child.