madness

The noisy crowd in the Internet cafe, the carbonated drinks that have just opened the pull tab, the ignorant and impetuous time of teenagers, and the sound of cicadas outside the window.

Summer seems to be such a season dedicated to doing nothing, and you can waste time with peace of mind.

Cui Ming played games in the Internet cafe all morning. The mobile phone on the table had been vibrating since the very beginning. Even other people were looking here. Cui Ming still had no intention of swiping away to answer the call, and was still playing the game calmly. .

The trash can beside him was already full of cigarette butts, and the smell of instant noodles wafted from nowhere, and he gradually felt a little hungry. He snuffed out the unburned cigarette, threw it into the trash can, and picked up the cigarette. phone.

There are many flavors of instant noodles on the shelves at the front desk, and Cui Ming looks at them one by one.

Braised beef in braised sauce, old altar sauerkraut, chicken stewed with mushrooms.

He frowned slightly, and looked at the network administrator at the side: "Is there no other smell?"

"No more, I have to go to the supermarket to buy it by myself. Anyway, there are all kinds of flavors there." The network administrator was busy on the computer with other people, and the keyboard was banging: "Please report your ID card."

Cui Ming and the network manager were old acquaintances, so he didn't feel angry when he was ignored, so he picked up his phone and walked out of the Internet cafe slowly.

Parting the heavy plastic curtain, a wave of heat surged in.

In July, city A was scorching hot, and the heat was oppressive.

The buzzing of cicadas seems to be louder in the ears, making people feel uneasy.

Everything in midsummer is scorching hot, even the breath he exhales is hot.

"So hot."

He muttered to himself and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Not far away, under the shade of a tree, sat a stooped old lady, curled up slightly, with two wooden barrels in hand, inside were some lilies and champagne roses wrapped in cheap plastic paper. , hanging his head listlessly.

It is noon now, there are hardly any pedestrians on the street, only the sunshine that seems to have nowhere to hide, the leaves tremble in the wind, every inch is shining like light.

Cui Ming walked straight to the supermarket without pausing.

"Where are the instant noodles?"

The proprietress, who was staring at the TV series intently, pointed in a direction while eating melon seeds.

The shelves are full of dazzling products, Cui Ming hesitated for a while and chose the flavor he usually eats.

After checking out, the door was opened and the heat wave came again, and the old lady under the shade of the tree didn't even move her footsteps.

I bought cucumber flavored potato chips, which made a crackling sound when chewed.

Cui Ming stopped amidst the sudden loud wind noise.

The old lady raised her head when she heard the approaching footsteps, and the boy in red, who looked a bit pissed, pointed at the wooden barrel.

After hearing what the other party said clearly, she showed a somewhat surprised expression.

"I bought all of these, how much do they cost?"

Cui Ming glanced at the unattractive Bai Baihe again.

"No one would buy flowers in such a hot weather. If you want to sell them, you should come out at night."

……

Pedestrians do not want to go to see Cui Ming, but they are too embarrassed to be too explicit.

The expressionless and even vicious young man was walking down the street with such a large bouquet of beautiful flowers in his arms, and he didn't seem to notice how weird it looked.

The cell phone in his pocket rang again untimely, and this time there was a tendency of not giving up until he reached his goal, Cui Ming had to stop, and was about to free up one hand to answer the phone when he was pregnant. The bouquet from inside was picked up.

His earrings shone hot in the sun.

Su Zhiyun looked down at the pink champagne rose, because the backlight almost made the fine eyelashes look like a layer of fluff.

"Are you buying so many flowers for your girlfriend?"

After a while, Cui Ming laughed.

"What girlfriend."

"You like it so much, you can grab it without making a fuss, so I might as well give it to you."

Although he made such a teasing smile, he still lowered his head and answered the phone.

As soon as the phone was swiped open to answer, Cui Yi's roar could be heard.

"You kid, your bones are hard, aren't you? I dare not answer so many calls to you, do you know how worried I am!"

It seemed that the buzzing echo could still be heard, Cui Ming patted his ear to make sure it was safe and sound.

He glanced at Su Zhiyun, who had already found a recliner under the shade of a tree and sat down.

Cui Ming came back to his senses again, and said lazily: "There is nothing to worry about. It's just the same as usual. It's because you think too much. I'm not a three-year-old anymore."

These words seemed to anger Cui Yi even more, so in the next half hour, Cui Ming scolded Cui Ming unceremoniously, and narrated what he had done in these few hours. Restless, and very dissatisfied with Cui Ming's rebellious behavior of not answering the phone.

Cui Ming blocked his ears, quietly took the phone a little farther away, and casually murmured perfunctorily.

"Dad said that you disagree with the matter of changing high schools, Cui Ming, are you sure about your grades, what kind of university can you get into with your grades, why don't you work hard now and wait to wash people's dishes later? Cleaning the toilet? Besides, you are not young, you will be in the third year of high school soon, and the undergraduate rate in your shabby high school is as low as..."

"Hey, hey, I can't hear you clearly, I'll hang up first."

Cui Ming lied solemnly.

After the beep, all the sounds disappeared, and after a moment of silence, the cicadas gradually reappeared.

Someone from the side handed over a can of iced Coke.

Su Zhiyun bent down slightly, and Cui Ming's eyes fell on his lonely collarbone. He was wearing a black T-shirt, but his skin was cold and white. He was not angry in summer, like a piece of ice cream just taken out of the refrigerator.

It was freezing cold and unreasonable.

Roses and lilies lay quietly on the iron recliner. Cui Ming leaned back and saw the clear blue sky with abundant white clouds. Without moving his eyes, he held Su Zhiyun's hand as he handed the Coke.

Cui Ming's skin was hot, very hot, much higher than Su Zhiyun's body temperature. He wrapped Su Zhiyun's hand, feeling that the ice cream in his hand seemed to gradually melt into sweet syrup.

Su Zhiyun struggled a little, but Cui Ming still held onto him, without moving, and looked at the sky.

"Are there any plans for the afternoon?"

Su Zhiyun heard Cui Ming ask this, but he didn't even look at himself.

He looked sideways, Cui Ming's eyes were like a lake, the sky and white clouds were all contained in his eyes.

Just as Su Zhiyun opened his mouth, Cui Ming said softly, "At least don't reject me today."

So he stopped talking, the flowers in his arms had been hugged for a long time, and the place against his chest seemed to be wet with sweat.

"Let's go to the movies."

Cui Ming suggested this.

He pulled Su Zhiyun up, and the rose and lily in his arms caressed each other softly, as if he could still smell a little flower fragrance on his shoulder blades.

The nearest movie theater is only 15 minutes away.

It was really eye-catching for two people to walk on the street, not to mention that Su Zhiyun was holding such a large bouquet of flowers in his arms.

It's just that the two of them are not people who care about other people's eyes, and they came here in such a peaceful way.

The movie theater is on the top floor of the shopping mall, so Cui Ming went to buy tickets first, and asked Su Zhiyun to occupy a seat first.

The air conditioner here is fully turned on, and even feels a little cold after sitting for a long time. Fortunately, they only need to wait for 10 minutes for the movie they want to watch.

The smell of white lilies is very strong, so fragrant that it even makes people want to sneeze. Su Zhiyun lowered his head and tidied up the hairy petals of champagne roses.

Cui Mingsai gave Su Zhiyun a big bucket of popcorn and Coke, and then sat down by himself.

Not far away, a girl in overalls came over, hesitated for a while before stepping forward, hoping that Cui Ming and Su Zhiyun could help fill out the questionnaire.

"Is it a couple?"

The girl looked at it for a while, and couldn't help asking.

After seeing Su Zhiyun's reaction, the girl smiled embarrassingly, "Isn't it?"

Cui Ming handed over the completed questionnaire, pulled Su Zhiyun up, and left in a hurry.

"The movie is about to start, let's go in."

He chose movies related to superheroes, typical Hollywood blockbusters, the special effects are very realistic and beautiful, and there will inevitably be some bloody fighting scenes.

Carbonated drinks gradually lost their bubbles during the long screening process and turned into overly sweet sugar water.

Su Zhiyun seemed a little bit dispirited and absent-minded.

"Is the movie boring?"

Cui Ming asked.

"No." Su Zhiyun shook his head: "I just remembered something."

"Is it related to Gu Zehuan?"

Seeing that Su Zhiyun did not deny it, Cui Ming also fell silent.

Gu Zehuan answered the phone early this morning and went out. He didn't leave a note or message for Su Zhiyun, and the phone couldn't get through.

Although Gu Zehuan used to do this, Su Zhiyun still couldn't help but recall the scars he saw last night.

It's not just new injuries, there are many old ones.

The movie was very interesting, almost everyone who walked out of the movie theater were discussing the plot with great interest, only Cui Ming and Su Zhiyun remained silent all the way.

Cui Ming's pace gradually slowed down, Su Zhiyun walked side by side with him from the beginning to one step ahead of him, the distance between the two of them became wider and wider.

I haven't seen him these days, but the young man's pigtails tied at the back of his head are longer, no less rebellious than before, it has become a lot softer.

Cui Ming stretched out his hand and hugged it vaguely.

The strands of hair grazed the palm and slipped through the fingers.

like fish.

he thought.

Su Zhiyun finally realized that Cui Ming was falling behind him, he stopped, turned his head, and the rose and lily in his arms swayed slightly.

"My dad wants me to transfer to other places to study in my third year of high school. He hopes that I can get into a good university. I heard that the undergraduate rate of that university is very high."

Cui Ming spoke.

"But I don't want to go, because the person I like is here. I even had a big fight with them and ran out. But I seem to have to admit that no matter how hard I try, this liking is meaningless, and it doesn't matter. Anything goes."

Cui Ming stared at Su Zhiyun, and after a while, he asked again: "Do you like these flowers?"

Su Zhiyun was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Actually, I don't particularly like flowers."

"That's it." Cui Ming said lightly: "Then throw it away."

Su Zhiyun still hadn't recovered, and was immersed in those words just now: "But you just told me about your transfer to another school..."

"It's okay, it's not important anymore."

Cui Ming said so.

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