Peacock

I don't know if there is a functional relationship between the mental defense and the physical defense, but from the evening when Tang Liu was sent away, Tang Ling's stomach seemed to start acting restlessly as a monster again, and came back with a low fever .

Originally, he didn't respond to my request, and I was afraid of getting a direct answer of rejection, so I simply stopped asking him if he didn't mention it again.Unexpectedly, he was not in the mood to speak at all, and I watched him retch while holding the washbasin all night. He could spit out some brown liquid for the first time, but the subsequent shots were obviously empty guns. .But obviously he couldn't even get back the sour water, so he still brushed his teeth nervously over and over again, as if every time he finished brushing his teeth, it could ceremonially represent the end of the nausea.

"It turned out that it was a flashback at noon." I handed him the towel again, "Fortunately, I didn't listen when you said you would stop burning."

Tang Ling stared at me with her lips pursed in bewilderment, her face pale to the extreme, my luck was shattered in an instant, and she immediately lowered her head to search for a nearby hospital.

When I arrived at the community hospital, I couldn't figure out the situation, and I was only thinking about how to register. As a result, Tangling had more work points than me even if she was burning her brain, and decisively led me to the night emergency room on the second floor.

The internist asked a lot of questions one after another. I saw that Tang Ling had no strength, so I was the one answering the most. In the end, the doctor calmly said that it was not serious upper gastrointestinal bleeding, and prescribed some citric acid. Medicines such as bismuth and potassium, but I can usually see Tang Ling taking these medicines.

So I decided to use my medical blindness to the extreme, and repeatedly questioned Tangling about his symptoms, "Is it really okay to do this?", and the doctor finally ordered Zhang to drink water.

Tang Ling was walking behind me when I paid the money. I was still trying my best to urge the nurse sister who was dozing inside to come out to work, but I didn’t see Tang Ling from the corner of my eye. , but when I turned around, I found him standing behind me, his eyes were slightly bent, as if he was smiling, and he could vaguely see the dimple at the corner of his mouth.

But at the moment when he met my eyes, that shallow smile disappeared like mist. Tang Ling first moved his eyes away without a trace, and then fell back again after a while, then frowned helplessly, and said : "Who told you that if you get sick, you have to hang up the water."

I pursed my lips and said, "I don't care."

Tang Ling stared at the busy figure of the nurse in the treatment room, and suddenly said in a low voice, "...go make another call."

"What are you doing?"

Tang Ling looked at my arm, I immediately understood, and then shook my hand vigorously in front of him to show that I am not you. It's all green, but I still dignified decently, and finish it off with a "Look what's up".

If even this kind of bruise needs to be treated, shouldn't the three bloody teeth marks on Tang Ling's body be treated more?

There are nine chairs in the infusion room, but only me and Tangling.

The last thing I want is to see Tang Ling get hurt, and recently this symptom has worsened to the point where I feel shivering even after seeing a puncture. In the end, I can only bury my whole face in my arms and hear the nurse put the treatment cart After pushing it out, I raised my eyes again.

Of course, tooth marks are excluded. Last night, I made a legitimate defense because there was nowhere to resolve my emotions.

Tang Ling leaned on the seat with her eyes closed, as if she could only rely on blocking her vision to fight against the dizziness caused by the fever.

The night at the community hospital was eerily quiet, and no footsteps could be found between the doors.I sat there bored for a while, and after thinking about it, I felt that Tang Ling's behavior was a bit strange, so I asked him why he insisted on going back.

I thought Tang Ling was just closing his eyes and resting his mind, but he seemed to be in a half-dream and half-awake state. It took him a while to tell me that he was going back to find the peacock.I asked him what a peacock is. Your family still has peacocks.But he just fell softly on my shoulder, breathing steadily, and stopped answering.

I think some of Tangling's words are not quite right.The season of loving thinking may not always be summer, at least my winter is not heartless, and I start to worry about spring uncontrollably, and worry about every tomorrow in the future.At that time, could I still feel Tang Ling's body temperature like now?

I know that Tangling's emotions are not stronger now than the night before, just because I have already guaranteed a deadline in front of him, and he naturally played out his bad character of loving someone, and fulfilled my wish for the last time along the way.

I lightly rubbed the top of Tangling's hair with the tip of my nose. I knew he was asleep, so I asked in a choked voice, "Then do you have anything to say to me?"

But Tangling heard it.

In a daze, he tapped my bent knuckles with the left hand pierced with steel needles, and said something nonsensical, "Eat more." After a while, he said, "Don't think about me. "

It was 02:30 when the nurse came in to collect the liquid, but I didn't hear about it. I got up from the soft seat after three o'clock and listened to Tangling.

"Why didn't you call me?"

Tang Ling didn't answer, but took off the earphones.

I blinked: "Is the battery out?"

Originally, I was sleepy, and without even thinking about it, I started looking for the earphone box all over my body. When I was about to hand it to Tangling, I woke up instantly, so I hurriedly retracted my arms, and only took out one side and gave it to him.

"I want to listen too."

The moment the signal was connected, Tang Ling's mobile phone was randomly going to Peep's MeanYou, which was a little noisier than the night in Guangzhou.We just stopped talking to each other, left the hospital aimlessly, and walked on Binjiang Road, like two wandering souls with nowhere to go.

friend, friend, friend.

I just jumped out of such a word over and over again in my heart, and it restrained me into a particularly unnatural appearance.I competed with myself, forcing myself to only walk half a step behind him, but contradictoryly slandered why I should use this wireless headset in response to the call of the times.

When the third song was finished, Tang Ling first stopped to look at the gentle river, then suddenly reached out to stop a taxi for no reason, and then told the driver in Cantonese that he was going to the space wonders.The driver was a little surprised and said that the place had been closed long ago, and Tang Ling responded, probably not without knowing it.

I don't know where the aerospace wonder is, but I don't never care about the destination. If I can stay with Tangling, it is not impossible to walk the ladder of heaven with the equal number plate.

There were few vehicles on the main road, and the taxi drove through the inner ring road and then turned into Guangyuan Expressway. I leaned on the window on the other side of the back row and watched Guangzhou keep running away from the rear window.

It was only when I arrived at the space wonders that I understood the meaning of the driver’s words “closed early”. There were old buildings all over the place. In the night, I could vaguely see the decayed space shuttle and rocket models on the mountainside. Even the walls of the building fell off, exposing the sharp steel bars in the inner tank.

The once white old wall on the outside was also sprayed with advertisements similar to "forklift rental". Under the dense advertisements, there was a homeless man lying down and sleeping naked. I saw that the ink of Panyu Daily had been transferred to his arm.

The aerospace wonders seem to have long been used to this situation abandoned by the times, but they are just wrapped in dust and red rust, waiting peacefully for their fate.

We went in from the main entrance, and we were facing a large open space. There were a few driving school coach cars randomly placed inside, and a little bit further inside was a bus stop. I don’t know what line it was. There is also a bus that reverses and stops in front of a companion who is dozing off.

Tang Ling stayed there and waited a little strangely. I asked him what he was waiting for, and he said why there were no security patrols now.

"Have you been here before?"

Tang Ling said lightly: "My mother said before that she would bring me here, but the museum closed within a few months."

"After a year or two, I passed by here, and I heard a child who was only half my height told that there were aliens inside." He said, "At that time, no one was allowed to enter inside, so I really believed it. 16 years old."

Ha, 16-year-old Tangling would believe that there are aliens living in Guangzhou.Before I die, I must engrave this secret history on the tombstone with my own hands.

There are also several large amusement facilities in the park, all of which are engulfed in red rust without exception. It turns out that steel can also turn into a crumbling appearance, and it will wail on the edge of falling apart when touched.

At first, I was not afraid of getting dirty and not afraid of death, but I planned to move my butt up to experience the jumping machine, but as soon as I stepped on the platform, I heard a weird creak, as if I stepped on it again and they would completely fall down, so I had to jump Fleeing back into the weeds.

Murphy's Law is always fulfilled, Tang Ling's confusion is just a little earlier: when we were just about to go up the mountain, a man in a black uniform came to us in a hurry with a flashlight, and told us to go back sharply, and then used The back of his hand knocked on the newly built fence on the mountain road. The sound was far from the resolute sound that the scrap iron could make just now, and it was enough to show its invulnerability.

Tang Ling looked up at the mountain, turned around and was about to leave without much persistence.But I stood on the spot without giving up, looked up and looked up, pointed at the white flying saucer, and jokingly said to him: "Aliens have to live there."

Tang Ling nodded cutely.

"Let me accompany you to find aliens above." I approached him with my hands behind my back, and then showed him my grand plan, with my fingers circling the entrance and across the mountain bend, "We can take a detour and see where the guards are. If you are not strict, just go in."

Tang Ling hugged her elbows half-truthfully and half-falsely and answered, "I've looked for it."

Meeting my curious eyes, Tang Ling continued: "I came here again before going to Beijing for training camp. It was midnight. The security guard at the main entrance fell asleep, and I tried my best to avoid the monitoring. At that time, the road up the mountain was not closed yet. I just went up with a flashlight, and I just need to untie the wire wrapped around the UFO door to get in."

"what is inside?"

"Ash, a round rotten wooden table, and the musty smell of damp air suits. The whole aircraft is full of that smell. The windows are ring-shaped, and the dust on the upper area is as thick as a finger cover. You can't even see the color of the sky when you stay inside. When I got close to the window, the piece of glass in front of me shattered into several large pieces, and one piece fell, and the wind poured in. I didn’t do anything, and the glass fell off. It was like a sign before starting. At that time, I also thought that looking out of that seal might see another aircraft coming for docking."

"and then?"

"Then I walked closer and bent down to look at it. From there, I could see that there were only various buildings." Tang Ling said, "It turned out that there were no aliens in the UFO, only the Guangzhou Tower."

I squinted my eyes and stared at the white aircraft halfway up the mountain, wondering if there would be another 16-year-old idiot who believed that aliens lived on the earth by mistake.

Unable to contact the aliens, we had no choice but to turn around and leave. On the way, Tang Ling bought two bottles of real Hedy in front of the vending machine.

"It's better to be Baima." I took the green can, "There are no pirated copies in Guangzhou."

Tang Ling flexed her long fingers noncommittally, intending to tear off the tab. I suddenly realized that this person had just been admitted to the hospital a few hours ago because of stomach bleeding from drinking, so I immediately snatched the one from his hand.

But drinking it alone seems a bit inhumane, so I stuffed one soda into one side of my trouser pocket and promised to return it to you when it returned to normal temperature.

My pants were so heavy that I felt like my pants were about to fall down the long downhill behind the World View.

I was only worried about whether the embarrassing thing would go away, and I tripped over a stone in a daze, I staggered a few steps forward, and hurriedly hugged Tang Ling's waist from behind.

The main reason is that I pretend to be crazy and foolish too many times. Sometimes it is difficult to convince Tang Ling which time I was not favored by the heavens. In order to step on the defense line of "friends", I can only stand firmly. Let go, and complained a little nervously, "Where did the stone come from?"

"I've been tripped too."

"Huh? Here?"

"It turns out that if you don't go to paint on weekends, you will come here to play with the board," Tang Ling added hesitantly, "Wait for the aliens."

"It's hard to learn, isn't it?"

"It's not easy to learn."

I realized: "You don't even wear a helmet when you ride a motorcycle, so it's reasonable to assume that you don't wear a protective gear when you skateboard."

Tang Ling smiled: "I used to."

He said that he didn't understand at first, he had never worn protective gear, and the previous double-leg was still an action wheel, and his whole foot would go numb when he jumped. Both knees were covered in blood. He felt ashamed, so he immediately got up and walked away carrying the bridge. It was actually very painful, and he was bleeding while walking. Finally, the big security guard next to him couldn't stand it anymore and rushed over to carry him on his back. There are stitches.

I said brother, you don't sound like brother when you say these words, it always makes me feel that we are inferior, we must be nephews.

He said my uncle Jules.

I emphasized to myself again, I said my Tie Zitang Ling.

By the time the soda is completely warmed up, it has come a long way.

I actually don't want Tang Ling to stop, the silence will make him think a lot, like the nights he lost sleep, maybe it will make him think of the mother who failed to take him to the space wonders.

Avoidance is not the optimal solution, but it is the only pain reliever that works.

As we got closer to the bank we passed a huge outfall from which a waterfall of water ran out, the roar of which made it difficult for us to hear anything else.

Under the moonlight, I saw Tang Ling turn his head back, he seemed to have said something to me.Maybe I can analyze the meaning of the sentence by catching the shape of the mouth, but my eyes are just so loving and uncontrollable on his entire face.

Then I yelled that I couldn't hear, and pestered Tang Ling to repeat it again.Tang Ling came to my side, leaned over and repeated the words in my ear, rubbing her warm lips on my ears.

But I still didn't hear anything clearly, I just felt my heart coming to my brain, beating like a bell, and I couldn't hear anything else.

I was afraid that he would be impatient, so I insisted on responding. I hooked his neck, but when I got close to his ear, I didn't know what to say. In the end, I simply lay on his shoulder for a while Back to a safe distance.

Tang Ling asked me if I said it.

I said I already said it.

Tang Ling blinked and said she didn't hear clearly.

I blushed and said that I will tell you again.

Tang Ling lowered his eyes, and the night wind passed by his ears gently, lifting his light hair, he seemed to smile, then turned and walked forward.

We walked into this abandoned underpass tunnel by the river bank, it was as dark as a trench, and there was only one warm yellow wall lamp on and off in the narrow passage.

In such a narrow place, a lot of things are piled up, such as spray paint scattered all over the floor, a shaker seat with a rabbit shape, a rocket head and a bamboo broom.

There are a lot of graffiti on the walls of the two times. In fact, most of them are not graffiti in the strict sense, but just scribbles.

Sitting on the wreckage of the abandoned rocket model, Tang Ling took advantage of the flashlight of her mobile phone to look at the graffiti on the wall, then picked up two spray paints on the ground, pulled up the mask, and used the blue and yellow colors to paint the graffiti on the wall like muscle memory. The finished pattern is neatly filled.

Those were four Bubble letters, but they were deformed so badly that I didn't quite recognize them.

Since there is no primer, the spray paint bleeds down very badly, and every word seems to be crying protracted tears.

I stepped in and said, "What does that mean?"

Tang Ling actually said that she didn't know, she only said that beginners would learn this t-up, and the last person left before finishing spraying.

I racked my brains and came up with an answer: "You, you don't want to understand."

Unable to restrain my eagerness to move, I only found one can of spray paint still in stock on the ground, which was red.Then I fiddled around with the blank old wall, and in an instant I couldn't control the intensity, and in an instant the value of the wall was sublimated from its abandoned situation: it now looks very much like a murder scene.

I was a little discouraged and walked back behind Tangling silently, and saw Tangling spray another word inexplicably on the blank space next to the one I just finished: "Oxygen"

I leaned against him and wrote a little red on the lower right of the blue oxygen: "Breathe"

Tang Ling wrote: "You"

I write: "I"

He wrote: "Ruins"

I write: "star"

Staring at the potholed concrete wall in a daze, I suddenly cried, and the tears stained the edge of the mask deeply.I couldn't press the spout anymore, and finally just scribbled and wrote: "My little bird"

Tang Ling wrote: "Crybaby"

I wrote again: "I am ruled by the world"

He wrote: "the truth that never existed"

Tang Ling shook the spray paint and wrote: "Once upon a time"

I write: "tomorrow"

However, the word did not land on the wall smoothly, because the spray paint in his hand was only an empty can.I don't know where the depression came from, and I got nervous again, threw the jar aside, and walked forward alone with my head down.

I didn't dare to look back to see if Tangling had followed, and I didn't even know what to do with myself. Only then did I realize that I was not as brave as I imagined, and I couldn't naturally face a relationship that could know the end point.

Halfway through the walk, I stopped to answer a phone call from Hai Zhan.He first asked me if I had found Tangling, and after hearing the "good result", he happily told me about the scene after the rebuilding of Sheye Temple.

Hai Zhan is actually more talkative than me. We fought for a long time, listening to his chatter, I vaguely noticed the long shadow on the wall gradually approaching me.

Tang Ling must not know that I am not always standing in the blind spot.The warm yellow light cast our shadows onto the other wall, and Tang Ling's long shadow stopped not too close behind my shadow, at least not within a distance that I could touch by raising my hand. After a long time , I saw that long shadow lightly raised his hand to touch the top of my shadow's hair.

I used bad words to block all the long stories behind Hai Zhan, and I hung up the phone.First I stood there for a while, then I turned around and walked back to Tang Ling's side.

"Hai Zhan." I explained, "He said that many islanders have come to Sheye Temple one after another."

Not caring whether the topic change was too abrupt, I said again: "Tang Ling, have you noticed, are there any stars tonight?"

Tang Ling said she didn't pay attention.

Then I said, "If there are stars in the sky tonight, you'll let me go with you."

Perhaps this move will seem a bit deliberate, so I tried to correct the fairness of the game: "If there is an odd number, I will win."

"Light pollution, there will be no stars in Guangzhou."

"So I make you this bet," I said, "Don't you dare?"

Tang Ling lowered her eyes and took a sip of soda, then smiled nonchalantly.

"Tang Ling, do you know that you are always so self-righteous?"

"Well, it's not easy to change."

"No change." I said, "If you don't answer, I will take it as your consent."

Tangling didn't speak again, just followed me to the moonlight-drenched exit like playing with a child.

When we walked out of the tunnel, we looked up together and counted 21 scattered stars on a clear night in Guangzhou.

Yu Zhen: Thank you!Guangzhou Municipal Council!