A Legacy Inherited by the Licking Dogs

In the half a year after He Qian's death, this was the easiest month for Lin Yue'an, but it was also the most difficult month.He hasn't gone to Wen Yizhou for more than a month, but this person has never left his mind for a moment—he sometimes shows a sweet smile, sometimes puts on a cold expression, sometimes sings a beautiful song, and sometimes spits out mean words.

On the night when he left Wen Yizhou's house for the last time, Lin Yu'an blew a cold wind along the river bank all night in the cold winter, and only returned home when the fog started to rise in the morning, slept in his clothes for a long time, and then fell seriously ill.

He has always been in good health, and he is not easy to get sick, but every time he gets sick, he seems to have cramps.He was shivering on the bed wrapped in a quilt, his body was hot and cold, and he was sweating profusely. He hypocritically felt that he was the most pitiful person in the world.After taking the takeaway medicine, Lin Yuean slept profusely in sweat until the next night. When he woke up, he was hungry, but his mouth was bitter and he had no appetite.Wrapped in sweaty pajamas and blankets, he sat in front of his balcony window, numbly watching the people coming and going downstairs.Apart from being so weak that he couldn't move at all, he just wanted to find a place where no one knew him and hide forever.

He no longer has to face those embarrassing and embarrassing situations, those secret loves that can be regarded as pure love are exposed and ridiculed in this way, those precious memories to himself are ruthlessly trampled, and those sincere and childish intentions are poked out So riddled with holes, he felt that the past three months and even seven years had been a nightmare.

The long sleep healed his body. On the fourth day, Lin Yu'an woke up facing the morning sun, and he rarely experienced the long-lost hunger and appetite.He threw away the takeaway lunch box on the table, swept all the ingredients in the refrigerator that he had prepared for Wen Yizhou into the trash can, and washed his clothes and bed sheets.Lin Yu'an took a deep breath of the air mixed with laundry detergent, disinfectant, and winter morning dew, and finally felt a little better.

He ate a bowl of hot beef noodles at the stall downstairs, with two eggs added, and the clear soup with chopped green onion and meat warmed his stomach, and Lin Yu'an suddenly thought: It's good.

I was asked to make this decision myself, and after so many years of procrastination, there was no result. Now that fate has helped me, it is also a kind of mercy.

it is finally over.All dreams have a day of waking up, whether it is a good dream or a nightmare.

After the festival, when he returned to the training center, the team members surrounded him and questioned why he was the only one who lost weight after a holiday and became thinner instead.Lin Yue'an showed the same bright smile as before, clapped his hands and said loudly, "The long-awaited physical test is finally here! I don't need to say more about what will happen to those whose grades drop!"

The players wailed and scattered to warm up. The coach walked up to him and stood still, and asked casually, "What's the matter, you don't feel well?"

"Ah?" Lin Yu'an turned his face to look at him.

"As soon as they turned around, the smile on your face disappeared. When I came here in the morning, I saw you sitting alone at the door in a daze, listless."

Lin Yue'an was startled—is it so obvious?He smiled subconsciously, and felt that he couldn't fool this old and cunning guy at all, so he nodded and said: "Well, I was sick a while ago. But now I'm fine."

The coach seemed to have something to say, but he just nodded slightly: "You should also pay attention to rest when you are healthy. Have you forgotten what happened to your foot injury?"

Lin Yu'an pursed his lips and fell silent—after his Achilles tendon injury for the first time, the operation process went smoothly, but the recovery time was too long, and there was a very important game at that time. Anxious all day.So after running, jumping and stretching normally, he didn't follow the doctor's advice for enough time to recover, and returned to the field again.

In the first game he returned to the team, the whole team played very well, but after the game that day, he felt a dull pain in the injury.But thinking of the attractive results and the excitement in everyone's eyes, he insisted on playing again the next day.The high-intensity competitive game quickly destroyed his fragile calves and meaningless self-esteem. After less than two quarters in the third game, Lin Yue'an was directly lifted off the field.

What awaited him next was endless surgeries, reconstructions, recoveries, checkups, and re-surgeries. After that, he never officially stood on the field as an athlete.

It seems that I have always been like this, and I refuse to turn back until it is a last resort, and I will never recognize the reality.

Lin Yu'an nodded: "I know the coach, I will pay attention."

And just like that, he never went to Wen Yizhou's house again, although the key to open the door had been left in the mezzanine of the backpack intentionally or unintentionally.And Wen Yizhou had never contacted him, and the two of them were running in opposite directions on two trajectories under the same sky, as if they had never met before.

In a flash, it was a month later.

After this week's training, Lin Yu'an suddenly received a message.

Zhou Cun: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Cun: "If you have nothing to do, come and drink with me."

Lin Yue'an didn't have any social interest at all, but he thought it would be good to change his mood, and there was no reason why he had to go home after get off work, so he replied, "Address?"

Arriving at the bar according to the location, Lin Yu'an realized that the atmosphere here was a bit special as soon as he entered the door. At first glance, the two pairs of people in the bar were all men, except for a few large tables mixed with a few women, and even the waiters All of them are handsome guys.

Zhou Cun waved at him at the small round table against the wall, and Lin Yu'an walked up to sit down, wondering, "Where is this?"

"Ah? Haven't you been here?" Zhou Cun was a little surprised.

Lin Yue'an shook his head—he's never been gay before, he was preoccupied with an impossible person before, and never had the idea of ​​hunting for sex.He joked: "Long time no see, are you looking for a date with me? Where's your boyfriend?"

Zhou Cun spread his hands: "I've been dumped, I'm depressed, please drink."

Lin Yue'an smiled and said, "I knew it."

Zhou Cun used to be on the football team in college, and he was one of the few people who knew his sexuality.The two used to be in the same school, and they were both athletes—it was always taboo to come out in this all-male, overly masculine environment.After the two recognized each other's aura, they coincidentally helped each other hide it, and became friends because they shared this similar trouble.What's even more coincidental is that both of them signed a professional team after graduation, but retired one after the other, which can be regarded as difficult brothers in a certain sense.However, unlike Lin Yue'an, Zhou Cun's intimate relationship has never been broken. Every time this person falls in love, he will disappear, and he will only come out for a walk during the free time.

Zhou Cun ordered a coffee martini, Lin Yue'an ordered a gin and tonic, and the other party said cheerfully, "You still only drink this. You are obviously no longer a professional athlete, but you still don't relax your requirements at all. You deserve it."

The two once joked that gin and tonic was the drink with the lowest calories and sugar content, and from then on, Lin Yue'an basically only ordered this when he drank cocktails.Lin Yue'an shook his head: "It's just a habit."

After Zhou Cun retired, he no longer engaged in sports-related occupations, but was in charge of medical sales. He probably had to socialize and entertain at ordinary times, and he was visibly fatter than before.However, because of his height and frame, he doesn't look bloated, but his cheeks are plumper than before, and he is still very energetic.He raised his eyebrows: "I used to think that you would definitely continue to play professionally. I am ready to cheer you on at the Olympics."

"What..." Lin Yu'an couldn't laugh or cry: "Aren't you too?"

"I'm different."

"What's the difference?"

Zhou Cun sighed: "I chose it myself, but you didn't."

"You also know that the difference between playing in college leagues in school and playing professional games in the whole country is not a little bit. I am not considered the most talented athlete. I am ashamed to say that I am not the hardest worker, let alone any resources. The background. After sitting on the bench for more than a year, I really can’t take it anymore.” He put his arms on the back of the chair and said helplessly, “Practicing every day is like a torture, and I clearly know that I can’t even count as a substitute. However, I have to work hard day after day, completely as a sparring partner for the main force. And every day, more talented and younger players will appear, and I am only far away from the position of a regular player. It's too miserable, didn't you say that the Chinese men's football team is easy to mix?"

The appearance of the waiter interrupted his half-joking and half-self-deprecating speech. The two held cups and touched each other symbolically. Zhou Cuncai continued: "I retired because I didn't have enough talent. You are different. You are the second." It's a pity to start the game in the first season and get injured... or the Achilles tendon."

Lin Yue'an listened quietly, and said after a while, "Luck is also a kind of talent."

He smiled wryly: "And I always recite a little bit."

Also, there will always be only a small group of athletes who can be active in front of audiences across the country and even the world, and a large number of talented athletes are blocked by injuries.Thinking of this, the two fell silent for a while, seeming a little sad.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, let's talk about something else." Zhou Cun tapped the table lightly with his knuckles, "Long time no see, how are you doing?"

"It's okay." Lin Yue'an said casually.

"True or not?" Zhou Cun said, "Then you are still so depressed?"

Lin Yue'an showed a surprised expression: "Can you see it too?"

"What do you mean..." Zhou Cun laughed, "Don't you know, except when you are in the game, you always put everything in your heart on your face. What's the matter, who else said that?"

Lin Yue'an thought to himself - no wonder Wen Yizhou and He Qian knew what he was thinking a long time ago, and they still tried to pretend not to see it, it's really shameful.He said: "The coach of the team said that he was sick some time ago, and he always felt very listless."

Zhou Cun exaggeratedly screamed: "Then you still come out to drink with me?"

"Healed early!" Lin Yu'an took another big sip of wine—the slightly bitter liquor of gin and tonic mixed with ice cubes, drawing a thin line of cold and burning in the esophagus, "stay alone again At home, I'm going to be a fool."

"Oh, I see." Facing Lin Yue'an's suspicious eyes, Zhou Cun blinked narrowly: "I think you are lonely."

"Did you fall in love? Would you like to introduce some to you?"

"Are you my mother who asked me this question?" Lin Yue'an said with a smile, "If I could introduce you to me, I would have arranged for myself."

Zhou Cun was overjoyed: "Didn't I just break up, not to mention our brother Yuan's conditions, how many little zeros can't rush forward one after another. Let me see..." He raised his chin and looked around, "How about that, I've been looking over here."

"Stop making trouble." Lin Yu'an waved his hand and said without turning his head, "Stop making trouble with me. Would you like another drink?"

"Ah."

After ordering a new round of wine, Zhou Cun shrugged: "Oh, yes, I heard, did your friend pass away? The one from the former student union."

"He Qian." When Lin Yue'an said these two words, he frowned unconsciously, feeling uncomfortable in his stomach.

"Ah, it really is." Zhou Cun was stunned. "You're so young, it doesn't feel real, I heard it's cancer?"

"Yes," Lin Yu'an nodded, "It was already the third issue when I found out, and they left within a few months."

"Tsk..." Zhou Cun didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only sigh, "So good health is the capital, what about making money, career, love, and others are just clouds. Speaking of He Qian, he Are you still with his little boyfriend?"

Lin Yue'an brought the wine glass to his mouth as if to cover up, and gave a vague "hmm".

To his surprise, Zhou Cun showed a rather surprised expression when he heard the words, and he asked back: "Are you still together? Was it until... before?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Yue'an was a little concerned—different from the conservative attitude of the two people present towards sexual orientation, the relationship between He Qian and Wen Yizhou was almost high-profile in their circle of students at the time. One both thought they were a good match.Zhou Cun's reaction was really weird.

"No, it's just that I thought they were separated early." Zhou Cun said.

"Why?" Lin Yu'an couldn't help asking curiously.

"Before... probably about a year ago, it's been too long and I can't remember clearly, those two people should have broken up. He Qian seems to be having an affair with another little boy. I don't know how far it has progressed. , anyway, his boyfriend, the music guy, is called..."

"Wen Yizhou."

"Yes, when Wen Yizhou found out about this, he probably had a big fight with He Qian at that time, and the quarrel was very fierce. I thought that according to his violent temper, the two of them should have been married by now."

Lin Yue'an was completely dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to ask: "You, how do you know?"

"He Qian's ambiguous partner is my ex's friend... Hey, it's not really a friend, I just went out to play together a few times. Anyway, the circle is so big, and this kind of thing spreads quickly. The two I seem to have met him on the Internet, and then we had some contact at work, so I didn’t ask about the specifics.” Zhou Cun said, “That person probably didn’t get together with He Qian afterwards, it turned out that they got back together again. That's it. To be honest, I thought Wen Yizhou would be the kind of person who couldn't accept such a thing."

Of course he wouldn't accept it, no, how could he accept such a thing.Lin Yue'an was so shocked that he couldn't understand it at all.

Rewinding the timeline, if it was a year ago, Lin Yue'an's eyes widened - no...it couldn't be before and after the trip to the winery.

At that time, Wen Yizhou and He Qian ran away after a big quarrel, and then left the journey to return alone. Lin Yue'an thought it was just because Wen Yizhou was dissatisfied with He Qian's random arrangement of their rare leisure time. The real reason for the quarrel was that Wen Yizhou discovered He Qian's cheating?

Impossible, this kind of thing really happened, how could I know nothing about it?

Lin Yue'an stared at the ice cubes in the wine glass, feeling inexplicably agitated—yes, he was He Qian's friend after all, and He Qian was at fault for such things, so naturally he wouldn't say it out loud.It was the season again and again, he was very busy all the time, and he hadn't met the two of them for a long time after he came back, which was strange at the time.When they met again later, he probably also felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, but if He Qian didn't say anything, it was even more impossible for Wen Yizhou to say anything.

"What's wrong with you, your face is so scary." Zhou Cun stretched out his finger and shook it in front of him.

Lin Yue'an shook his head, did not answer, but beckoned the waiter to come over and order another round.So is it possible that Wen Yizhou continued to live with He Qian in the pain of betrayal for the past year?Why didn't he speak out, why didn't he break up, why didn't he leave him, why didn't he...

Lin Yue'an suddenly felt extremely angry, and he couldn't tell exactly what the source of this anger was.

Perhaps it was the realization that behind the seemingly perfect and sweet relationship between those two, the truth was so naked.Perhaps it was because they found that they were no different from any other couple in the world, and their love was not even a feather in the end.Or is it that the person who recognizes that he has surrendered without resistance from the beginning to the end is also a vulgar mortal.

And for such a person, Wen Yizhou still stayed by his side wholeheartedly until the last moment of his life.

Lin Yu'an picked up the wine and took a big gulp, Zhou Cun hurriedly said, "Hey, what are you doing, take it easy."

Zhou Cun was about to persuade him, but there was a commotion at the bar. Lin Yue'an didn't want to look at it, but squeezed the glass to creak.His eyes were bloodshot, he stared at the table, trying to separate his anger towards He Qian, his anger towards Wen Yizhou, and his anger towards himself.Zhou Cun distractedly glanced at the place where the trouble was happening—there was probably a customer who had drunk too much and had a conflict with the guests at the next table, and fell off the bar chair in a turbulent manner, stumbling around trying to stand still.The bartender stopped what he was doing, and other customers looked over frequently.

"Huh?" Zhou Cun frowned, sat up straight, and adjusted the angle to try to see clearly.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" The guest at the next table angrily grabbed the drunk's arm, "Don't be ashamed!"

The drunk man lowered his head, his long hair covered most of his face, he whispered, "Don't touch me, I'm so disgusting."

"What did you say!"

The drunk suddenly got into trouble and punched the man on the left side of the face, knocking him to the ground and knocking over a table and chairs.He wanted to take another step forward, but was immediately supported by the guest's other friends from left to right, but he still flew up and kicked on the man's shoulder.

He was punched hard in the stomach, and the man on the ground also got up cursing: "You fucking bitch, I will kill you today!"

When the young man was forced to look up by the hair on his forehead, Zhou Cun finally saw clearly, and he shouted in surprise: "Isn't that Wen Yizhou!"