north bird south

At noon, Xu Zhiyuan turned into a ball of unopened batter, and when Yu Yao came to pick him up, he felt wronged.Ever since Yu Yao entered the door, he has been chattering nonstop, blaming his little uncle for not coming to talk with him.Yu Yao fished him into the car with confidence - he was able to free up his mouth and talk, and it seemed that it was almost good.

He brought some gadgets to Pei Zhen's daughter as an apology for wasting time.The little girl readily accepted, and kept telling A Yao to come and play together next time.

Saying goodbye to Pei Zhen, the uncle and nephew returned home, Xu Zhiyuan could only eat some soft food, and Mrs. Xu made porridge for him.After lunch, Xu Zhiyuan tossed and turned on the bed for a while, finally got up, and before going out, he took a look at the brown leather-bound notebook on the table, and took it out.

He knocked on Yu Yao's door.There was a stove in the room, and it was scorchingly hot, so Yu Yao only wore a thin white sweater, with the collar reaching to the bottom of the neck, tightly covering the collarbone.Xu Zhiyuan looked at the red string tucked between his neckline, couldn't help pulling it out for him, and smoothed it out, his body temperature was still on the small silver Buddha.

"What's the matter?" Yu Yao asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Xu Zhiyuan cleared his throat and said, "Can I go in?"

Yu Yao stepped aside and signaled him to come in. Xu Zhiyuan sat on the bed restrainedly as if he was here for the first time. He saw a lot of papers on the table, and he was correcting the students' homework.

Xu Zhiyuan picked up one and looked at it, and he could barely understand some formulas. Under each copy, there were comments carefully written by Yu Yao.

Yu Yao sat down again and asked, "Zhiyuan, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, just..." Xu Zhiyuan scratched the side of his neck. He wanted to say thank you for what happened this morning, but when the critical moment came, his voice sounded like a girl before going out. He refused to go downstairs. "I just... miss you a little bit."

Yu Yao: "?"

He pointed to the clock: "We met just after half an hour ago."

"One day is like three autumns. Nine months are divided into 24 hours on average. One hour is about twelve days, and half an hour is six days." Under Xu Zhiyuan's nervousness, his mind became flexible, and he said, "What's the matter?" Isn't it right?"

Yu Yao was silent, thinking in his heart, this idea of ​​cheating is quite novel and logical.

He smiled lightly, looked at the notebook in Xu Zhiyuan's hand, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xu Zhiyuan glanced at his smile and said, "Do you like poetry?"

"Fortunately."

"I made a friend before, and she was worried that she didn't have any book friends to communicate with. She gave me the usual essays, and I'm waiting for my comments." Xu Zhiyuan handed the notes to him, and said, "My literary literacy is limited."

"Book friend?" Yu Yao took the note, and when he turned the first page, he saw the sentence - "The song of the bird is the echo of the dawn echoing from the earth".

"It's Tagore's "Flying Birds"," he said.The handwriting was small and delicate, as if it was written by a girl. Yu Yao guessed, "Is it the girl An Rong introduced to you for a blind date?"

Xu Zhiyuan hissed, thinking why his careless mother told his little uncle everything.Immediately retorted: "There is no blind date! We just went to the art exhibition, you know her, she is a student of Jiming, her name is Yue Jianliu."

"It's her." Yu Yao flipped through a few more pages and commented, "I've seen her articles, and she's very talented in cutting willows. You should learn from her." After reading it, Yu Yao closed the notes and handed her notes go back.But Xu Zhiyuan said: "You can write a book review for me, I can't think of it."

"This is your own business, write it yourself."

"I can't write well. Think about it, Miss Yue was waiting for an incomparable review with full expectation, but I handed in my clumsy work that I don't understand. How disappointed she must be."

"Since you know this, why did you agree in the first place?"

"If I refuse, she will be disappointed too. So after thinking about it, I still agreed." Xu Zhiyuan said, "Didn't you also say that I am 'a self-aware person who doesn't know what is good or bad'. I think this evaluation hits the nail on the head."

Yu Yao: "..."

Yu Yao sighed, and heard Xu Zhiyuan say again: "Little uncle, your heart is the softest."

He had no choice but to put the notes on the table and said: "Tomorrow I have a class in the morning and afternoon, and I won't go home when I have free time in the middle."

Xu Zhiyuan also just wanted to find a reason to get closer to him: "Then I'll go get it from you, since I haven't gone for a long time, I understand."

Yu Yao didn't refuse, and continued to sit down and correct the homework.Xu Zhiyuan went to add coal to the stove, he reached out and touched the violin case on the cabinet, thinking that he would disturb Yu Yao, he took his hand back.Having nothing to do, he went back to sitting on the bed, staring at Yu Yao's fair neck in a daze.

"Yaoer."

"Ok?"

"Do you know about Pei Zhen's blind date?"

"I know," Yu Yao didn't stop writing, "what?"

Xu Zhiyuan recalled Pei Zhen's expression and words, kneaded his knuckles, and asked, "Are you...going on a blind date too."

"Probably not," Yu Yao said, "my elder brother decides everything about my marriage."

"What?" Hearing this Xu Zhiyuan frowned, he said anxiously, "How can this work? What if the person your elder brother finds for you doesn't match you?"

Yu Yao didn't stop writing, and lowered his head and said: "I have no ideals and no greed when it comes to feelings. If I can fall in love with the woman and sing in harmony, it will be regarded as one of the blessings in life. If I don't like it , then treat each other as guests, and be ordinary.”

"But you...it's too casual." Xu Zhiyuan stood up, his voice a little louder, "At this age, don't you have anyone you like?"

"No."

"Then you...you can spare time to fall in love with one." Xu Zhiyuan seemed to be particularly angry, and said, "You are also considered an advanced intellectual, and you will follow the old path of arranged marriages anyway."

Yu Yao's red pen wrote a wrong word, he carefully crossed it out, stopped writing, rubbed the center of his brows, was puzzled by Xu Zhiyuan's "parent" tone, and said: "Zhiyuan, everyone has their own priorities , I currently have no plans to devote energy to relationships, and I don't care which form of love I choose in the future."

Xu Zhiyuan said "you" dryly, feeling blocked in his heart.

"Aren't you...very sensitive to these topics recently." Yu Yao thought it was because he accidentally learned about Xu Zhiyuan's hidden sexual orientation that made him uneasy, so he lowered his eyes and said softly, "It's okay , if you have anything on your mind, feel free to tell me.”

Xu Zhiyuan just looked at him silently, followed his soft outline, and looked at the side of his neck.

...How dare you say it yourself.

When he was very young, he probably thought that teeth were the most powerful weapon, so he always liked to bite people. He would let someone hold him and gnaw his neck on anyone who made him angry.Xu Zhenping said that he learned from wolfdogs, and I heard that Xu Zhenping had a small, inconspicuous sunken scar on the lower right jaw, which was bitten by Xu Zhiyuan when he was a child.

Later, this habit seemed to be engraved into Xu Zhiyuan's bones. Like kissing and making love, it is a sense of ritual with special meaning, representing marking and hunting.

Xu Zhiyuan wanted to bite Yu Yao's neck, leaving a hideous mark about him on his flawless skin.

He stretched out his hand towards Yu Yao, only half a stroke away from touching the red rope around his neck.Yu Yao called out to stop him: "Zhiyuan?"

So Xu Zhiyuan's fingers slid on the back collar of his sweater.

Yu Yao asked, "What are you doing?"

"Your clothes are fuzzy." Xu Zhiyuan said, and took them off casually.Then he went to hook his red rope again, and asked in a daze, "little uncle, what are you doing with this, do you believe in Buddhism?"

"Brother gave it to me, You Ping'an," Yu Yao frowned, "Be gentle."

"... Forget it." Xu Zhiyuan came back to his senses, sighed, didn't know what he was talking about, put his hands back in his pockets, and said, "I'm going back."

Yu Yao watched him go out puzzled.

……

"Xu Zhiyuan, you're done."

He dreamed of this sentence again when he was sleeping, and then opened his eyes in the middle of the night, looking at the ceiling, his mind was full of Yu Yao wearing a red string and silver Buddha's neck, and he couldn't fall asleep anymore.

He remained energetic until the next morning, when it was time to learn his homework, all the drowsiness of being in arrears came over him.

Xu Zhenping packed up his clothes and wandered around the living room. Seeing Xu Zhiyuan who was hungry came out to find something to eat, he cleared his throat heavily and asked if he had time.

Xu Zhiyuan thought that he was still awake, so he confirmed again and again that it was his father.

He said yes and asked what happened.

Xu Zhenping said he would take him out.

Xu Zhiyuan woke up immediately, went into the kitchen and drank a cup of still warm soy milk, quickly went back to the room to dress himself up, and when he followed Master Xu, he said, "Where are you going?"

"Go to Yue Lao," Xu Zhenping said, "Apologize to his husband."

Xu Zhiyuan, who was originally full of joy, became listless again.

The housekeeper was driving, and Xu Zhiyuan was looking out the window on the back seat with his chin resting on his hands. When he was about to arrive at the Concession Industry Bureau, Xu Zhiyuan suddenly saw a lonely banner.

On the red cloth was written in big bold characters: "Traitor Liao De, give back my brother's life."

Xu Zhiyuan frowned, looked carefully, and found that there was only a thin and thin woman standing by the banner, with short braids and a school uniform, her face was not made up with powder or daisy, and her face was even a little yellow, her pale lips were slightly dry. Skin.

She was standing at the door of the Ministry of Industry Bureau, her eyes were lifeless, and she didn't say a word.

Most of the employees were not there at this time, and there were scattered pedestrians looking back at her on the road. When it was time for work, she would be dragged away by the police.

Xu Zhenping in the front seat had complicated eyes, and only lingered on the abrupt red letter for a while.

Xu Zhiyuan thought to himself, he remembered Fu Shubai telling him that a high-ranking official in the General Office of the Ministry of Industry seems to be surnamed Liao.

Just as Xu Zhiyuan was thinking this way, he suddenly saw Fu Shubai running towards him.

The car was driving slowly, and he saw Fu Shubai bent over and panting from the car window, Xu Zhiyuan couldn't hear what he was saying, so he tried to get close to the car window, only to see Fu Shubai frowning, looking around, grabbing grabbed the girl's wrist, trying to take her away.

But the girl still stood there motionless, like a statue covered in ashes.

When passing by quickly, Xu Zhiyuan heard Fu Shubai shout anxiously and beggingly: "Wu Tongqiu! I beg you not to be so stubborn..."

Xu Zhiyuan stood up abruptly, and was hit on the head by the roof of the car. He wanted to ask the butler to stop, but Xu Zhenping said sternly: "Sit quietly."

Xu Zhiyuan looked at the horizontal bar and walked away.