branch forest

I don't know how other people spent their seven years. From Gu Zhilin's point of view, his seven years seemed to form a closed curve. He walked on this curve, lap after lap, coming and going. Back and forth, without end.

In the past seven years, the number of times he went home was very few.

Whenever his mother called, he always shirked that he had something to do and couldn't go back, and what he said was something to do was just returning to his unpopular home, staring at the cold TV in a daze.

He didn't know how to face his parents' nonchalant attitude, as if nothing had happened. At this time, all he felt was extreme self-loathing.

Another self jumped out of his heart, and he asked his parents: Why don't you blame me?Is not all this caused by me?If I hadn't provoke Huo Chengfeng at the beginning, I wouldn't have that kind of emotion; if I had seen clearly what was wrong with him earlier, I wouldn't have run away from home later; if I had told everyone about the escape plan that made a wish, that wouldn't have happened a car accident, if I...

He repeated in his heart, asked countless ifs, and finally all pointed to one point, why didn't he blame him.

What he needs is not tolerance, not relief, but real scolding.He couldn't face himself.

Sometimes when I dream back at midnight, Gu Zhilin will see Huo Chengfeng again, and go back to the scene when we parted that day. The phrase "wait for me" that Huo Chengfeng murmured before leaving was like a spell, imprisoning him deeply Living.

At this time, the hatred for Huo Chengfeng hidden in the bottom of my heart will grow like vines and grow wildly.

He wants to ask, why do you say such things to me?

He would involuntarily beat the quilt under him.

How much he wished that he had a space-time shuttle in his hand to take him back to the day when Huo Chengfeng first came to his house. He would desperately tell himself at that time to leave that child and not approach him.

It's a pity that there is no chance to do it again.

Gu Zhilin is in so much pain now that he hates Huo Chengfeng, hates him for throwing himself into this situation after saying such a bunch of incomprehensible words, and even more hates his inexplicable vague expectations.

Gu Zhilin also met Gao Xiang later.

Gao Xiang is quite different from before, he is no longer the frivolous look of fooling around and playing around in the world, he has changed into a suit, and he is already an adult, with his brows furrowed and his eyes deep.

He and Gu Zhilin exchanged warm greetings, but never mentioned what happened back then.

Gu Zhilin thought, whether it was him, wishing, or Gao Xiang, everyone was different after all.

He really wanted to ask Gao Xiang, did you find Su Mo, but then he thought again, he was too busy to take care of himself, so he closed his open mouth again when he didn't have the time to care about other people's affairs.

When he was walking away, Gu Zhilin turned his head and glanced at Gao Xiang, he was walking with strides, but he only felt that the back was full of exhaustion.

Gu Zhilin is still in touch with Wishing.

Wishing since that incident happened, he followed his parents' request and applied for a university in a neighboring city. After graduating, he stayed there logically.

He finished college step by step, found an ordinary job like everyone else of his age, and lived a life no different from others. On the surface, everything seemed normal, but Gu Zhilin knew that there was nothing wrong with it. Not like that.

Just like he was escaping to go home, wishing was also escaping, he was escaping the unbearable past with Lu Yijun.

A love that he put all his heart and soul into when he was young was easily ruined, and no one could face it.

Thinking of it, it's only pity for myself.

It's just that he pretended to be normal, sometimes Gu Zhilin had to wonder if there was a deviation in his memory.

Maybe it would have been better if it hadn't happened, he couldn't help thinking sometimes.

Gu Zhilin came out of the research institute that day, and walked home alone, he felt a strange feeling.

He felt like he was being watched.

That gaze follows him like a shadow, like a sticky net, firmly attached to him, no matter where he goes.

In fact, Gu Zhilin has been feeling this way for the past few days, he always feels that someone is following him, but he suspects that he has not had a good rest, so he forgets it.

But today is different.

From the moment he walked out of the institute's door, he heard footsteps following him step by step. If he was fast, the footsteps would be fast, and if he was slow, the footsteps would also slow down, never leaving him.

He even tried to stop, and sure enough, the footsteps also stopped.

Gu Zhilin became uneasy, he didn't dare to look back, but quietly quickened his pace, and in the end, he even started to trot.

He ran faster and faster, panting uncontrollably. He felt that the air in his lungs was being squeezed rapidly, and it kept disappearing in the panting.

When turning violently into the corridor, he seemed to see a vague figure following behind him.

When he finally ran home, Gu Zhilin fell powerlessly on the floor, trying to calm down his breathing.

What is it, he thought.

Gu Zhilin came out of the shower, after thinking about it, he still called Xu Wish.

When Wishing answered the phone, it seemed that he was drinking water, and the sound of swallowing came from the microphone.

Gu Zhilin hesitated for a long time, and finally told him what happened today.

After hearing the wish, she didn't speak, and only replied after a long time: "Zhizhi, have you ever thought that Huo Chengfeng is back?"

Gu Zhilin didn't reply, and the silent silence spread, only the sound of the two people's breathing one after another could be heard.

It took almost a century for Gu Zhilin to hear his own voice in his ears, "Really?" He heard himself reply.

Only Gu Zhilin knew how fast his heart was beating right now, and it was ringing in his ears.

He held a glass in his hand, and his fingers slid along the rim, turning it around incessantly, without any structure, just like his chaotic and incomprehensible heart.

Make a wish and replied: "Anyway, it's good for you to know, I have something else to do, so hang up first." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Gu Zhilin's response.

Gu Zhilin knew that he was angry, and he was angry with himself for escaping.

He put down his water glass and looked at the glass beside him.

The neon lights were shining outside the window, and it was bustling, but the scene of heavy traffic did not touch him in the slightest. He felt that his heart was like a frozen snow field, and he couldn't control when it would thaw.

He lowered his head and heard himself asking in a low voice, "Why did you come back?"

In fact, what he wants to ask more is, since you are back, why don't you come to see me directly.

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