Peacock

I made a lot of noise and moaned loudly, and my throat was completely stopped working.I didn't let me sleep lazily at all, and I was woken up by the pain when it was daylight. I only felt that the inside was dry and cracked, as if I had been poured with sulfuric acid.

I felt a little cold, and subconsciously wanted to get into Tang Ling's arms, but in the end, I was the only one to enjoy the huge double bed.Although I was still extremely sleepy, I straightened up anxiously and opened my eyes to look for it. I didn't feel relieved until I saw Tangling.

Tangling probably fell asleep on the couch beside the table after finishing the matter, with a pair of thick black framed glasses hanging loosely on the bridge of her nose.

I have never seen him like this, and he never mentioned that he was short-sighted in my memory. In fact, I really want to be a nympho, but I am too sleepy.I rubbed my eyes, wrapped myself in the quilt, climbed onto the sofa chair, curled up and nestled next to his waist, and the dowry was a large thin quilt.

"In the truth...?"

Good guy, I woke him up again. My movements just now were as light as James Bond hiding from infrared rays.

I braced myself, "I'm going to talk less today," and pointed to my throat, "It hurts."

Tang Ling responded and let me continue to sleep. I figured I wouldn't wake up in vain, so I asked, "Why do you look good with such cheap glasses?"

Later, I thought about it carefully, what else could be the reason, but with Tang Ling's character, I guess I can't say such arrogant words as "Of course it's because I'm good-looking".

In the end, I heard Tang Ling calmly say: "Well, because I'm handsome."

I was at a loss for words, but I really couldn't refute.

Out of curiosity, I just took off my glasses and put them on for a while, but I didn't feel any twists and turns in my vision, but my vision seemed to darken.Tangling explained that it is anti-blue light, and there is no degree.

In order to experience the new product, I tried to open my eyes and looked around, only to find that the entire window was almost open, the gauze curtain was shaken, and a lot of thin skylight was pouring in.

Only after I put on Tang Ling's glasses did I really have the courage to look directly at the sunrise, and the light that was running around was slowly gathered, and began to make the sky brighter and brighter.

Today's Chaozhou Liming is very similar to that day's Baima, the orange is not strong, and the red seems to have the upper hand.

I took off my glasses and looked up at Tang Ling's light-colored hair that was about to be melted by the sunlight. Such a scene always made me feel... that I went around in circles with him, but in the end we returned to the time when we met origin.

I joked dryly, "Has the sky in Chaozhou always been this red?"

Tang Ling still closed her eyes: "It's everywhere."

"Why haven't I seen it before?"

Tang Ling seemed to be remembering something: "Where did you live in America before?"

"Bei Fei, I went to New Jersey later." I lay on Tang Ling's lap and said drowsily, "When my mother heard about this, she immediately wanted to find someone to coordinate and change my house. Law and order must be very bad with so many black people around. I only listened to them at that time, so every time I ran into black people, I would turn around like the plague, but isn’t there good people and bad people everywhere? And I found out later that, except for the black people at the supermarket cashier at the door Big sister, no one in the whole world has ever called me sweetheart!"

Trying to lift half of the eye slit, I said in a hoarse voice, "...Anyway, I am brother Xiaotang's sweetheart."

Tang Ling said: "You are my broken gong."

I buried him on his waist in dissatisfaction, thinking that it was not you who recruited me to become such a broken gong.If you break the gong, just break the gong, as long as it is yours!

"What about in the future?" I asked again, "Then where do you want to live in the future?"

"Why do you ask about this?"

"you answer me first."

I desperately asked him for an answer, and at the same time I wondered hopelessly whether Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen would believe my tears.

"it's the same."

I straightened myself a bit disappointed.

After much deliberation, I still had to straighten my position, so I grabbed the trousers on the cabinet, shook them and cleaned out the two trouser pockets, took out the bank card from the scattered sundries, and handed it to the Tang Ling.

Tang Ling half-dressed, looked at the card casually, and raised her eyes to meet mine.

"Buy a house," I said. "I want to buy a house. I told you about it a long time ago..."

Tang Ling was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly smiled erratically, "Do you know the various domestic rules for settling down and buying a house?"

I really didn't think about this, so I could only make a dumb voice and meet his eyes.

"What to buy a house for."

I avoided the important point and said lightly: "I only know you well here, it's better to live closer."

Although after I finished speaking, I realized that this reason had no logic at all to Tang Ling.

"Live close," Tangling repeated, "and then?"

I was blinded by his glance, and I wanted to say something casually to cover it up, but Tang Ling's words "I hate listening to lies" sounded in the back of my mind, so I could only speak rashly in the end. mouth.

"I want to... lock you up."

My throat was astringent: "If you were the head of the household, no one would come to arrest me, because you should have lived there."

Tang Ling's blunt hair was scratching my eyes back and forth, and I half-closed my eyes from itching, unable to see his expression clearly, I only knew that he threw the card on the table next to him indifferently.

"Yu Zhen, do you think I will be imprisoned by you a second time?"

I turned my face away, and it took a long time before I spoke again, "I know you could actually leave last time."

Holding on to a crack, I pulled his bracelet and pulled him closer, "It's fine to beat me up and force me to give the key, or shout for help at the window, why didn't you do anything, just be so willing Locked up by me?"

"Nice guy," I said, "deserved to be stalked by me."

Lying on his waist, the sleepiness in the process of waiting for a response made my eyelids sink more and more heavily.In a trance, I remembered that I seemed to have finally opened my mouth, and I asked, "...then why, now you don't want to?"

Thinking that these few days might be the last chance for me and Tangling to get along with each other, I really don't know how to spend this time without regrets.Just when I was worrying about this matter and showing a sad face, Tang Ling directly made the decision for me.

"To see your friend?"

After breakfast at three o'clock in the afternoon, I had no clue, and it took some effort to understand Tang Ling's words.

"Here?" I asked. "What is it for?"

Tang Ling glanced at me, and I guess his subtext at this time would be: nonsense to ask what you are doing here, if you go, you will know everything.

The small table is full of snacks made of rice noodles, such as taro kueh and salty water kueh, which are shiny with oil. If you eat too much, you will inevitably get greasy. The proprietress has been doing business for a long time, and the basic balance principle is still good, so I shook it. He bent his waist and brought us a pot of Fenghuang Dancong tea.

The clear tea is swaying in the thin cup, I am not very good at drinking tea, so I just touch the rim of the cup and look at it.The proprietress thought I had some superfluous worries in my heart, so she rolled up a faint pride in dissatisfaction, and said to me, "The tea here is delicious. Mr. Li, the richest man in Chaozhou, lives in the United States. We have to specifically take the screen to carry Wanjie’s house to the house, and find someone to bring tea there.”

I turned to look at Tangling: "Who is Mr. Li?"

"Li Ka-shing."

"Isn't he from Hong Kong?" I only vaguely remember hearing about this character in the secret history of wealthy families told by American mothers.

The proprietress hugged her elbows again and gave me a profound ideological education and popularization of common sense with sticky Chaopu. Hearing this, I felt that I couldn’t break through the language barrier here, and I felt like I was still studying humanities in school. illusion.

When I saw her introduce her hometown in high spirits, I didn't interrupt her aloud, but I didn't listen carefully after that, and my eyes followed her long nails studded with broken diamonds that moved up and down on her elbows. wandering.

I was in a daze and kept forgetting to change my next target, but why did Tang Ling stare at the proprietress so hard?

Later, the proprietress was interrupted by a new customer to greet the next table, but Tang Ling still kept her busy eyes on her busy back.I couldn't bear it any longer, so I got up and shook my hands in front of his eyes.

"The soul is about to fly!"

I reacted: "You don't chase me because you don't like young people..."

It was only then that Tang Ling met my gaze as if he had come to his senses. He raised his cup and drank some tea unnaturally. After a while, he remembered to raise his head and respond to me, "Have you finished eating? Let's go when you're done."

I vaguely felt that his appearance was a bit strange, and I subconsciously said, "Tang Ling, what's wrong with you?"

Unable to bear my continuous questioning, Tang Ling said calmly, "It's nothing, I remembered my mother."

Following his line of sight to the slender figure, I heard Tang Ling finally speak with some ease, "She used to be like this when she was selling clothes, her expressions and movements are similar."

I didn't hold back any answer for a long while, I just adjusted my sitting posture awkwardly, and I don't know if I have controlled my expression well.

"... Mind if I ask?" I said slowly, "What happened to Auntie?"

To my surprise, Tangling didn't avoid anything.

"It is said that he committed suicide by burning charcoal."

"Accident?"

"On purpose, my mother can't stand him raising a lot of people outside." Tang Ling paused, "Maybe it's also because of me."

"Him? Who is he? Stepfather?"

"Not married." Tang Ling said, "He didn't get divorced when he was with my mother, and he didn't agree to marry after the death of his first wife."

"What about him?"

"It's also inside."

I hesitated and didn't know what to say.

"I used to hate that she only wanted money." Tang Ling's tone was still calm, "Now I feel that money is a good thing. But why did she want other things later? It's up to her, can she afford it?"

Tang Ling stared at the cup in her hand, and talked about some trivial things abnormally.

"My mother is very thin. When I was a child, her high heels were twisted, and I carried her home." Tang Ling said, "She only weighed [-] pounds, but I couldn't carry it when I was young, so I fell her even worse. .”

"I went to sweep the bones that day, and a box was burned out and put it in."

Tangling still had no expression on her face: "It only takes one hand to hold her again."

After a long silence, I could only ask Tang Ling a nonsense question, are you sad, just like I asked him when Ling Yuntai came down that time.

He didn't speak at first, then I took his warm wrist and asked again.

Tang Ling slightly raised her eyes to look at me: "Sad?"

"Yu Zhen, should I be sad?"

I pursed my lips stiffly, not knowing how to answer.

At the moment when words failed, I found that I could only hug him with all my strength, what else could I do?In fact, I also wanted to say that I would not leave you, that I would always be with you, but it was only when the words came to my lips that I suddenly realized that in the end, all these things were insignificant, just like my existence was to him.