Night run

【1】

The house that Deng Ziqiang rents is in a single-family apartment building, which is very unique in the city. The price is still close to the people considering it is located in the outskirts of the city, but there are more types of neighbors. Neighborhood gossip and Weibo headlines From time to time, a hot spot will explode.Even Deng Ziqiang couldn't get out of the ranks of the three teachings and nine tops. He could wake up the doorman in the middle of the night to open the public garage door for him, and he could easily pick up the garbage left by the neighbors in the corridor.He was brushing his teeth on the balcony, inhaling the early morning smog, and watering his row of succulents with brushing water. By the way, he woke up the neighbor's fat cat that was running around, and took it out of several old and new succulent pots and threw it into the next door balcony.Even now, the call of the fatter and fatter Sanhua is still very shrill.

From the beginning when Deng Ziqiang was scratched on his arm to the cat with its claws drooping on the edge of his arm and only screaming fiercely, he still doesn't understand what the cat is trying to do.

At the very end, after Zhu Mo stayed overnight at Deng Ziqiang's house for the first time, he found out that the cat on Deng Ziqiang's balcony was screaming horribly in the early morning.They almost tossed into the early morning that day, and the time on their mobile phones before falling asleep was horrific.The reason is probably because of the translucent curtains in Deng Ziqiang's room.When Zhu Mo fell asleep, he covered his head under the quilt, and he was able to hold each other without letting go (Deng Ziqiang said that it felt like being entangled in its cocoon by a silkworm).

In the early morning, he was awakened by the extremely sharp sound effect that resembled an ambulance. He rolled directly from the edge of the bed into the ground, and his head hit the balcony door frame and fell loudly.Lifting his eyes, he saw Deng Ziqiang on the balcony who had turned over to check the movement because of the noise in the room, and the three-colored cat in his hand, which was stretched very long.

The cat stopped meowing for a while when it saw the new face, and looked innocently at Jumo with its brass eyes blinking.The man behind it saw that its belly was so swollen that it dragged on the ground, fearing that it would really tear this ancestor to pieces, so he squatted down resignedly and hugged the cat's front paws with one hand, and hugged it with his fluffy buttocks with one hand.

The cat came back to its senses and remembered to bark when Deng Ziqiang touched its buttocks. Contrary to the screaming, it took Deng Ziqiang's arm with two paws in a completely coping manner to show its struggle, and then stood there with its mouth open. Accused Deng Ziqiang of touching its buttocks, its voice was terribly horrible, and it was making a fuss in the middle of the night.It wasn't until Deng Ziqiang handed it to the edge of the balcony next door as if he was about to let go that he made a long sound as the end, stretched his front paws to grab the railing, and jumped into the balcony next door under the thrust from behind.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony next door were covered with opaque curtains, and the cat jumped into the house through the open balcony door.

Zhu Mo watched the play on the balcony in the early morning in a daze, forgetting to cover the wound on his head.When he saw Deng Ziqiang approaching, he was afraid of blocking people's way, so he quickly wrapped himself in the quilt and twisted and twisted, trying to crawl to the end of the bed. His appearance was so stupid that Deng Ziqiang, who was so stupid that he hardly interfered with Zhu Mo's actions, felt his eyes were hot .Deng Ziqiang wrapped the fat silkworm with his hand still hooked on the toothbrush cup and dragged it to the bed.The two men were about the same height, Deng Ziqiang was taller than Zhu Mo, but after Deng Ziqiang dragged the man to the bed board, he almost put himself in it, leaving one foot on the ground, and his head touched the pillow, which was placed next to him. Jumo's yellowish head was beginning to fade.

The two of them looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and they couldn't see a few flowers on each other's faces, but they could see several layers of dark circles under their eyes from staying up late.

Deng Ziqiang, who was the first to figure it out, pouted at Zhu Mo to break the deadlock, and propped himself up to tighten the quilt around his neck.Zhu Mo was taken aback for a moment, then ah, and finally came to his senses, only to find that he was wrapped up in the quilt and couldn't move. In desperation, he directly used his body as a weapon, and pressed Deng Zi back to the bed with his soft flesh. He smacked hard on the mouth of the person under him.

【2】

Although Zhu Mo spent the night in the house rented by Deng Ziqiang, they did not live together.Zhu Mo had his own rented place, and Deng Ziqiang also spent the night there.When staying overnight at Zhu Mo's house, Zhu Mo also asked Deng Ziqiang what to do with the three flowers the next morning.

Deng Ziqiang, who was watching TV with Zhu Mo's arm, didn't move his eyes. He said that the cat didn't have any missing legs, and it jumped back as it jumped.

Zhu Mo couldn't help laughing, and continued to ask, what does it come to look for every day?I don't like you.

Deng Ziqiang had an indifferent expression, still staring at the screen and said he didn't know, how could he know what the cat thought.

——You are not afraid that it will not see you sad.

——I didn't even know it liked me, and it screamed so loudly every day when I hugged it.

Part of the blue light from the screen scattered on Deng Ziqiang's face. He was expressionless, with lowered eyelids, and his black eyeballs projected the shape of the white computer screen in front of him.Inexplicably, Zhu Mo felt a sense of emptiness in his heart. He couldn't help but tightened his hands, looked at Deng Ziqiang in a daze, raised his eyes, glanced at him from the screen, and looked away casually.The tightly clasped right hand tugged him back, but soon gave up.

It was not until before going to sleep that Zhu Mo vaguely heard Deng Ziqiang's hoarse voice coming from far away: "Momo, loosen your hand and pee." He slid into the quilt from the head of the bed, rolled up the quilt, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep.

【3】

It was a very ordinary morning, but Zhu Mo insisted that it was special because Zhu Mo specially found a morning to find Deng Ziqiang.He was carrying the meat-wrapped beancurds he bought downstairs, and when he knocked on the door, he was still wondering if he would bump into Deng Ziqiang and throw the cat. If the cat was still there, maybe he could feed it something and touch it; He could not help tightening his back to be on guard when he heard the shrill cry that made people get goosebumps; or maybe Deng Ziqiang had already finished throwing the cat, and they could sit and have a good meal...

Zhu Mo realized that he had thought too much, but there was no movement at the door in front of him.

He tried to knock again, and shouted a few times. The sound was pulled into a three-dimensional shape by the reflection of the winding corridor.Zhu Mo found a reason to think that Deng Ziqiang probably didn't get up. The other party said two days ago that the studio had taken on a big job, and he had to work overtime for half a month. He would sleep until dark on the day of the 22nd.

So Zhu Mo tried to call Deng Ziqiang, and the other person reminded him to turn off the phone.He squatted down along the wall with his mobile phone in his hands, with steaming meat buns and spicy bean curds at his feet.He put his head in his hands and squatted on the spot for a while.

A few minutes later, he dialed Deng Ziqiang's number again, and was prompted to turn off the phone.

He exited the call, re-entered the number one by one, and the other side reminded him to turn off the phone.

The call interface was switched back to the address book because there was no operation. Zhu Mo held up the phone and fell into a confused situation again. He didn't know what to do next. The original plan was to have breakfast with Deng Ziqiang and Go to Work.

But now that Deng Ziqiang wasn't around, he didn't know what to do for a moment—he didn't even think about Deng Ziqiang's absence.

Zhu Mo took a bite of the cold meat bun in the car. The meat filling that had lost temperature began to lose its flavor, and the soft bun skin also began to dry out and harden.Zhu Mo stuffed his mouth full, puffed out his cheeks and chewed hard. He chewed so hard that his cheeks and eye sockets began to become sore, his nasal cavity was so astringent and numb, he was almost out of breath.

He picked up the mobile phone that was in the middle of his line of sight, and dialed a number eagerly. As soon as the call was connected, an uncontrollable voice came out of his throat: "You right——"