madness

Seeing that summer was about to pass by humming and dancing, Liqiu was not to be outdone. There was a torrential rain that day, the temperature dropped to 25 degrees, and the heavy rain fell from day to night.

The windows in the apartment were left open, and a lot of water splashed in, soaking the laundry.

A small flying insect as big as a crooked nail crawled on the mat, twisting its buttocks and struggling to find a way out, shaking its head.

The information on the mobile phone kept popping up a red rainstorm warning, and Yanzi sent him a long text message with a lot of words, crowded and crowded together.

"I think I was too unrealistic before. After returning to my hometown, I plan to listen to my second uncle's advice to save some money to do other things. I will wash my hands and quit. It's nice to meet you, but we don't seem to be All the way, I desperately want to blend into your life and be friends with you, but we seem to be completely different from the bottom of my heart. I don’t know if you treat me as a friend in the end. "

"In short, thank you, in short, it's a pleasure to meet you, in short... I'm sorry."

"I'm really sorry, but I don't know what to say."

Su Zhiyun saw the last three words of sorry, turned off the phone, and lay on the sofa covering his eyes.

The swallow will never come back.

The bluetooth speaker was also happily playing songs without knowing it.

Was that your voice or was that me

is that your voice or mine

Dirty Dustin

dirty dustin

Saidhesawhim

said he met him

Playin' ball with Dizzy Jim

he played ball with a drunk jim

Su Zhiyun suddenly remembered something that happened a long time ago. I can't remember exactly whether it was junior high school or high school.

At that time, he liked goldfish very much. He thought goldfish were very beautiful, like shredded gold foil, so he purposely raised two in a large glass tank next to the bed in the room on the second floor, and fed them on time and at the same time every day, rain or shine.

But it is always impossible to keep them alive. The goldfish dies very quickly, and the fish in the fish tank are replaced almost once a week.

At that time, Aunt Wang would often help him clean up the goldfish carcasses in the trash can, while muttering in a sigh-like tone: "Others raise goldfish by changing the water frequently, but the young master changes the fish frequently."

She complained in a low voice, but she didn't dare to speak too loudly, talking to herself in a kind of doting almost, helpless.

Su Zhiyun knew that Aunt Wang would help clean up the trash cans in the room, and only Aunt Wang would go into his room among the people in the family.

The second floor of the Su family’s house has an excellent view. Open the window and you can see the small western-style buildings with red tiles and white walls in the community. More refined families will plant many flowers in the courtyard. The flowers are colorful and beautiful all year round.

Occasionally in the summer evening, the sunset is majestic, and the bright gold burns all the way to the sky, and you can smell the rich fragrance of gardenia in the air.

That golden retriever, so stupid that even its owner didn't recognize it, was flopping around in the garden, roaring and scurrying around, biting everywhere, with a lively and cute stupid look.

Su Zhiyun stretched out his hand and saw ripples on the edge of the snow-white ceiling, round and swollen like a goldfish turning its belly. He blinked and felt as if he had returned to his previous room.

Stretch out your hand to fish, only to catch the empty wind, and there is moist rain in your tightly clenched palm.

This is not the old room, or the old home, or even the old city.

Aunt Wang resigned from the Su family a long time ago.

The last two goldfish he raised died completely in the summer vacation of his sophomore year due to lack of care.

Lele was adopted by Su Tianlin, and he no longer knows him.

A huge and surging tide of loneliness suddenly surged in, overwhelming him.

Su Zhiyun buried his head in the quilt, his heart seemed to be tightened suddenly, and he couldn't breathe.

……

At night, I didn't wait for Gu Zehuan's call, let alone for him to go home.

Su Zhiyun stared at the phone screen for a long time, the bluish light reflected on his cheeks, and his eyebrows cast black shadows.

Then his mobile phone finally received a call, which was a call from overseas marked with the place of attribution.

Su Zhiyun answered, and there was a young male voice on the other end, with an indistinguishable accent, and stammered a little strangely: "Your son has a cerebral hemorrhage, and now he is going to be operated on. I am his head teacher. I just sent him to the hospital. You Now remit the money to the account xxxxxxx, the child is about to undergo surgery, and the doctor is in a hurry."

He crackled a lot like pouring jelly beans, nervously waiting for Su Zhiyun's reply, most people would hang up at this step, because this trick is clumsy and simple, it's obvious.

He silently prayed that the person answering the phone would not be a well-informed young man with a brain, but preferably a middle-aged woman or a middle-aged man who couldn't read big characters and couldn't keep up with the development of the times.

That kind of person is best lied to.

"Oh, like this."

The other party responded indifferently.

The voice sounded very young, so young that it didn't even look like the age of having children, the inexperienced liar retreated.

This kind is the least easy to be fooled, and there is a high probability that he has already guessed his identity.

The male liar almost thought that this order must be gone, and was about to hang up the phone in frustration, but everything suddenly turned around, and the spring blossomed—"What is your account number?"

"Huh? What?"

He doubted his ears.

As a result, the voice on the other end became softer again, asking in a standard Mandarin, "What's your bank card account number?"

The young liar's mind went blank, his fingers trembling with nervousness, and he read out his bank card number word by word in a trembling voice, and the other side responded leisurely, saying that he remembered it.

The liar was so excited that his heart beat faster, pounding, reaching the limit, and then he heard a voice from the other side—"Can you tell me what you are doing now?"

"what?"

Because of this unprepared question, for the first time, he showed a real, confused and overwhelmed expression.

Su Zhiyun received a fraud warning call from the Public Security Bureau.

"Hi, the call you just received is likely to come from an overseas telecommunications fraud group according to the investigation by the public security agency. Have you sent money to the scammer?"

"Have."

The girl with a sweet and mellow voice was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't think that there would be young people being deceived by such a clumsy and rough trick, so she asked back unconsciously.

"Oh, why? You should know it's a wire scam."

It was raining heavily outside the window, and the lights in the house were not turned on. The Bluetooth speaker was still playing the song "Mama's Gun" by GlassAnimals in a loop. Su Zhiyun felt a little cold, and curled up unconsciously.

"Because he chatted with me."

The girl was stunned.

"Just because of this?"

The voice was very soft, like the wind blowing across the cheeks on a summer rainy day, Su Zhiyun responded calmly—"It's because of this."

……

When Gu Zehuan came back, it was already the evening of the second day. The apartment and the outside seemed to be two completely different worlds. Outside, there were feasting lights, singing and dancing, and inside, everything was silent and silent.

He turned on the light, only to see Su Zhiyun lying on the sofa, motionless. He is tall and has long legs, so he curled up into a ball and fell asleep in a very insecure way.A bluetooth speaker in the shape of a small train sang "CaneShuga" happily while running on the side track.

Thin white, slightly curled fingers were exposed from the sleeves. Su Zhiyun changed into a sweater because of the sudden drop in temperature, and hugged a piece of Gu Zehuan's clothes tightly in his arms like a baby bear. His black and soft hair was not tied up. Therefore, it is scattered softly, and this posture looks very much like the him many years ago.

Gu Zehuan picked up a strand of Su Zhiyun's hair, which reflected the light like a spider's web in the dark night.

Not long after, he lowered his head and saw Su Zhiyun woke up with a clear expression, so he was not surprised.

"you're awake?"

Su Zhiyun shook his head, his voice hoarse.

"Not much sleep."

Gu Zehuan responded and got up.

There were some takeaway boxes scattered on the table, all of which were junk food without nutrition. Gu Zehuan packed them together, packed them together with the garbage in the room for a few days, and piled them outside the door.

He had just changed his shoes when someone stopped him.

Gu Zehuan turned around to look, it was Su Zhiyun who was holding the corner of his clothes tightly, so he looked at Su Zhiyun without speaking, under that indifferent and reserved gaze, Su Zhiyun seemed to be burned, lowered his head, and another One retracted the finger.

Gu Zehuan was about to get up, but was hugged from behind.

Su Zhiyun hugged his waist, and it was so painful that his internal organs were burning hot, and he refused to let go no matter what.

Gu Zehuan struggled for a while, didn't break away, struggled again, and then heard a very soft whisper from behind, as if afraid of alarming someone-"Don't go."

But he still broke free, broke away from the other party's shackles, turned to look at Su Zhiyun, Su Zhiyun told him to hold both hands, not to move around, his eyes were still fixed on him, there was a wet dust under the long eyelashes, Soggy.

Watching and watching, Su Zhiyun suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

He bumped into it recklessly and viciously, and broke Gu Zehuan's lip at once, bleeding out.

Gu Zehuan tasted the fishy smell between his lips and teeth, and pushed him away again, but Su Zhiyun was stunned and didn't wink at all.

So his eyes were covered by Gu Zehuan, he couldn't see anything, and couldn't tell the direction. He was pushed against the wall like a child, and he couldn't be reckless anymore.

His eyelashes fluttered against Gu Zehuan's palm, and it was very itchy. Both of Su Zhiyun's hands were restrained by Gu Zehuan, unable to move.

Being repeatedly rejected again and again, Su Zhiyun's voice was as pitiful as crying.

"Gu Zehuan, I want to hug you."

The author says:

It's almost over~