Temporary cohabitation

But he said it too sincerely, it didn't look like a joke at all.Cheng Shi was angry and funny, shook his head and pushed away the pillow.

"I'll be fine by myself for a while. You should go to rest early, too."

The door of the second bedroom was gently closed.Ren Mingyao didn't get up, but leaned on the sofa in the living room, staring at the bouquet of delicate roses all night until dawn.

His mind was buzzing, and he didn't know if it was because of what Cheng Shi said, or because he couldn't see him crying so sadly, but he didn't even say a word of resentment.

In these years, he thought about the many moments that the two of them experienced together, and wondered whether even if Cheng Zhi left without saying a word, would he still remember the time when he was close to him in his heart.

But it turns out that there is a huge deviation in their memory.To him, that passing by as a tease of fate was just a random stop on a whim, but to Cheng Shi, it would be a night of repeated disappointments in his heart, which he couldn't let go of.

He did not recall that night even once.

Such an ordinary night in his life, even if he racked his brains to recall it now, there were only fragmentary memories.

When passing by the alley at that time, it seemed that I had heard Renren's panting and muffled groans.

But as an adolescent male high school student, he just found out that he fell in love with his best friend, not to mention that his mind was full—at least half of his mind was filled with pornographic waste.

Hearing that kind of movement, the first thing he thought of was indescribable.

He couldn't even see the road clearly at night, and he didn't know how many bumps and bumps he fell because of this problem since he was a child. He couldn't take the initiative to walk in the dark when he was fine.Even if he didn't have the symptoms of night blindness, according to his association at that moment, he would meddle in other people's business only if his brain was sick.

He only paused for two or three seconds before quickening his pace and leaving, even impatiently wondering why Cheng Shi didn't answer the phone.

He didn't know that during those two or three seconds, a pair of desperate eyes looked at him, watching his leaving profile, disheartened.

How absurd that the fate of two people can be staggered in this way.

For eight years, whenever I think of that night——

Ren Mingyao thought.Has he been living in winter?

Ren Mingyao has fallen countless somersaults since he was a child because of night blindness, bumps and bumps are commonplace, and he is much more cautious than ordinary people when walking at night.

As he grows up, his personality gradually becomes introverted, he seldom goes to friends' gatherings, and hardly goes out at night.

Only that time.

Just that one time.

He regretted it.

He would rather fall hard into that dark alley.

After that night, he never met Cheng Zhi face to face.He didn't find it strange.Cheng Shi has always been reluctant for him to come to the house to look for him, and whenever he has free time, he always asks out to visit the bookstore together.They meet at school most of the time.Besides, the winter vacation is not too long, as long as school starts, we will definitely see each other.Can see every day.

On New Year's Eve, Cheng Shi even sent him "Happy New Year".

After the new year, he will no longer be able to contact Cheng Shi.Cheng Shi didn't come to report until the beginning of school, so he took half a day off in the name of the class monitor, and went to Cheng Shi's grandma's house to inquire about the situation.

Grandma Cheng Shi recognized him as her grandson classmate who had been a guest before, and didn't let him in. She only said that her grandson was taken away and went to a big city to see the world, and he would never come back after doing well.

Before that, Ren Mingyao never thought about what it would be like to never see Cheng Shi in school again.

His life doesn't look much different from before.It’s just that in the morning, I no longer deliberately stand at the school gate to pass points for late students, and I can go to the classroom early; at noon, I refuse the invitation of other friends to join me, and I go to the cafeteria to eat alone; in the evening, I no longer go to the stadium. brush questions.

He seemed more efficient, ruthlessly alone, and no one could tell he was uncomfortable.

He seemed to have become half a man.The place around me was empty, and my heart was half empty.

When I came to the school early in the morning and passed the campus gate, I would subconsciously check to see if Cheng Shi's name was on the penalty list.At lunch, they didn't share Cheng Shi's plate with each other, and the two dishes were eaten very quickly.When others gave him lectures, he couldn't seem to understand the non-Cheng Shi's voice.

He tried his best to study, worked hard, and wanted to go to the agreed university and meet the person he wanted to see.

But it never occurred to him that the boy he had agreed with had already been left by him on the winter night before the New Year.

Ren Mingyao raised his hand to turn off the floor lamp in the living room, and his vision was silently invaded by darkness.

When he is at home, he never turns off all the lights. Even when he is on a business trip, the light in the entrance hall is always on, ready for him to come back at night.The night light was turned on all night in the bedroom, even if the brightness was very low, it was more like a kind of psychological comfort to him.

Night in the city never falls into absolute darkness.Neon lights flicker in the sky, countless car lights and street lights converge into a flowing Milky Way, and after nightfall comes artificial daytime, everyone is complaining about light pollution.Even if the light is not turned on, normal people's eyes can basically maintain the lowest visual range after adapting for a while.

But he is not.But he is not.

Ren Mingyao wanted to go to the balcony to smoke a cigarette, but just as he stood up and took a step, his calf bumped against the coffee table, and the back of his feet became wet.

He accidentally knocked over the vase, half of the water was spilled on the carpet, and half of the bouquet of roses fell out.He still didn't turn on the light, squatting on the carpet, groping to lift up the bottle, inserting the bouquet back, his fingers inadvertently touched the short thorns on the stem that hadn't been cleaned, and he felt a sudden pain.

The tingling pain quickly spread from the fingertips to his body, wandering through his heart, easily breaking the indifferent and peaceful shell.

In the darkness, he squatted on the ground holding the vase in both hands, his shoulders trembling silently.

He finally turned on the light.The carpet was soaked with water stains, and the fallen leaves and petals had to be cleaned by Cheng Shi the next day.He packed everything lightly, put the carpet in the washing machine, and stood on the balcony in a daze.

When I came back to my senses, the east was already white, and the morning light only faintly revealed the edge, enough to clearly illuminate the outline of the entire city.

The washing machine has long since done its job.Ren Mingyao stood on the balcony and watched the first sunrise of the year.

At the turn of morning and evening, the whole world is extremely quiet.He really wanted Cheng Shi to come and watch it together, but it was too early, he only took a few photos and saved them in his phone as a note.

The exhaustion surged belatedly.When passing by the living room, he saw the bouquet of roses bathed in the sunlight, which was subtly different from the previous night's posture, but equally graceful and magnificent.

He would never pay attention to such dispensable decorations, but today he broke a branch from the vase, put it in a water glass and brought it to the bedside of his bedroom.

Until sleepiness struck and before he closed his eyes, the last thing he saw was a champagne-colored rose in full bloom, with layers of petals spreading into his dream.

In the dream, both he and Cheng Shi were wearing school uniforms, slacking off in PE class, and lying on the grass in the playground basking in the sun.Together, the two covered their heads with his school uniform jacket to block out the glare of the sun.

Cheng Shi stepped on the grass with his bare feet, kicked his calf, and was grabbed by him and pulled into his arms.

Lush weeds grow wildly, and rose thorns grow from them, entwining them tightly.Champagne-colored flowers bloomed in his eyes and around his ankles.

The sun is shining brightly in the dream, and there is no winter.

**

When he woke up the next morning, Cheng Shi's consciousness seemed to be programmed to automatically enter the routine embarrassing post-event.

He didn't dare to look in the mirror too much. He cried for too long the night before, and his eyes were swollen like walnuts when he woke up in the morning. He was really ugly to himself.He didn't even want to leave the room, Guan Tong sent a WeChat message asking him if he wanted to continue playing today, but he didn't go again.

[Next time, next time I will go to play with you]

[It's a deal! ! www I’m going back tomorrow, I’m so sad]

[Maohua has so many delicious snacks, I like them so much!I like your cooking too!I will come again in the future! 】

【Ha ha ha good!】

He played with his phone for a while, found an ice pack and pressed it on his eyes to dissolve it.It wasn't until nearly nine o'clock that he heard the doorbell ring before leaving the room.

It's takeaway.Ren Mingyao had already walked to the door, with short wet hair on his head, and steam was still rising from his half-naked body.

Cheng Shi was stunned for a moment, didn't dare to look around, and walked to the balcony as soon as he turned his feet. When he was nervous, he had nothing to say, "You... woke up so early, did you wake up from hunger?"

Ren Mingyao said, "It's okay, I didn't sleep much."

He put the takeaway on the dining table and went back to his room to find a t-shirt to put on.

He only slept for more than two hours, and he had to wash his underwear by hand to wipe out the evidence when he got up early in the morning. Fortunately, he had a cold face, and his dream was digested in his heart, and he couldn't see it on his face.

Taking advantage of this time, Cheng Shi walked around the living room and said in disbelief, "Have you cleaned the room?"

The floor in the living room was mopped, and the sofa and coffee table were tidy.Cheng Xiaojun ran out of the bedroom barefoot, took out his toys from the storage basket under the coffee table, climbed onto the sofa with hands and feet, and immersed himself in studying with the building blocks.

"And wash the carpet? Use the washing machine?"

Cheng Shi marveled at the fruits of his labor and said with a smile, "The spirit is commendable, but it's best not to wash the carpet in the washing machine."

"Well, next time you teach me."

"Okay...but today you have finished all your work, what should I do?"

"Just rest."

Ren Mingyao unwrapped the takeaway, "Last night crying until midnight tired you, go rest."

"..."

He obviously cared about people, but why was it awkward for him to say it.

Cheng Shi walked to the dining table and wanted to help set the breakfast, but he refused even such a small gesture, "Sit down and wait."

After living for so many years, I have never been served by anyone.Cheng Shi was not used to it, so he couldn't help but look at him a few more times.His face was pale and haggard, obviously he hadn't rested well.

There was such a fuss last night, and it couldn't be because of other things.

"Actually, you don't need to feel guilty, and you don't need to do these things to make up for it. What happened at that time... had nothing to do with you."

Cheng Shi finished speaking in a low voice, then quickly raised his voice, adding a smile, "Besides, why are you robbing me of my job, so how can I have the nerve to live here for the rest of the day?"

Ren Mingyao didn't take his whitewashing words seriously, "Instead of saying such things, it's better to sit down and have a good meal."

"..."

Cheng Shi obediently picked up the soft fried dough sticks and took a bite, then praised the breakfast for its deliciousness.

Ren Mingyao didn't move his chopsticks, watched him eat for a while, and suddenly said, "I cried like that last night, I didn't dare to ask you."

"Why did he beat you?"

At that time, the occasion, and the attitude of being silent when faced with rough treatment, it was too abnormal.This is not what happens in normal families.

Expecting that he would ask this question after he reacted, Cheng Shi just shook his head.

"Still can't mention it?"

"It's been said that I want to save face."

Cheng Shi avoided his eyes, not wanting to see his disappointed expression, "It's not a big deal anyway."

The collapse of tears was already an accident within an accident, and if he dug further, he would not dare to let him know about it.

Cheng Zhi's tone was clear, if he didn't say anything, he didn't say anything.Just like disappearing from the world when a word disagreed, looking at her gentle and gentle temperament, she has always been firm in making up her mind.

As expected.Ren Mingyao already thought that he would not confide easily, so he just tried to ask, and did not mean to force him to continue analyzing the past.

"Tell me about you."

Cheng Shi sighed, "I thought I knew you well, but it seems that there are still many things I don't know."

After knowing Ren Mingyao for so many years, he didn't realize his night blindness.Now that I think about it, I realize that indeed, they basically never stayed together after dark.At most, they study by themselves in the evening at school.Needless to say in the classroom, the bus stop is right at the school gate and downstairs of Ren Mingyao's house, and there are street lights everywhere, so it's hard to spot if it doesn't affect the movement.

Ren Mingyao's life is full of bright and smooth roads.If I hadn't gone looking for him, I wouldn't have passed through the dark alley.

However, the beautiful picture of the short dream in the early morning flashed through Ren Mingyao's mind, and he nodded pertinently: "Indeed."

"..."

It always feels like we're not saying the same thing.

"It's fine to know mine. You have to trade it for your own."

Cheng Shi asked subconsciously, "What do you want to know?"

"It doesn't have to be the past."

Ren Mingyao looked at him and said, "I want to know what Teacher Chengshi is like."

He is always good at hiding emotions.Even if there were times when it couldn't be hidden, it was only exposed for a short time, and they didn't take the opportunity to reveal it, but pretended it didn't happen after a little relief, and then buried it deeper.

Ren Mingyao doesn't know how to deal with this situation for the time being, but since the memory of his student days is too unbearable to look back on, he doesn't want to bring it up easily, then at least he needs to know what kind of life he lived in the past few years when they were separated.

"Guan Tong said you have a lot of fans on Weibo?" Ren Mingyao said in a natural tone, "It's not too many if I have one more."

"..."

"What's the name? I'll search."

Cheng Zhi panicked.

This illusion that his parents were about to open the diary made him feel ominous.

"On Weibo...you can find it yourself. You can find it."

He stood up immediately, "I'm full, you remember to take out the takeaway and take out the trash by the way."

"Row."

Ren Mingyao asked this sentence is actually optional.Guan Tong said the day before that his pen name has the same pronunciation as his real name, as for whether it is multiplied by ten or "x10", he can find it out by searching.

Ren Mingyao thought he was embarrassed to say it himself, but in fact he was delaying time.

This is a contest of hand speed between being single for 25 years.

It was too late to delete the account, Cheng Shi could only organize the microblog album as quickly as possible, hide those too welfare-oriented microblogs, and delete the external links that mainly update comics.

After doing all this thrillingly, Ren Mingyao just came back from throwing out the trash.He checked it again from the beginning to make sure that he didn't miss any drafts of the human body with bold and unrestrained composition, so he was a little relieved.

"Is it Huahua's x10?"

Sure enough, Ren Mingyao found his Weibo very quickly.This account is very recognizable, with 40 fans, the profile is a painting, and the profile picture is a Q version of an orange head.

"...Mmm." Cheng Shi hesitated for a moment, but sat next to him and watched with his own eyes to feel at ease.

Ren Mingyao didn't think too much about it, he was simply curious about what he was usually painting.Looking back at the recently updated 24 solar terms girl brand series, although it is not a professional perspective, it is quite good to see the excitement with the aesthetics of straight men.

Especially the light and shadow details and the color habits of low saturation and high brightness, the atmosphere is well portrayed, and the delicate and gentle character is exactly the same.Ren Mingyao looked at many paintings with great interest, all of which were normal paintings.

Weibo is not an extrajudicial place suitable for engaging in color, and most of the welfare pictures usually follow the obscure stream of consciousness.Teacher Chengshi's home field is not here either.

Seeing that he was just looking at the painting and didn't notice the existence of another website, Cheng Shi gradually relaxed his mind.

Just when he was taking it lightly, Ren Mingyao's finger that slid the picture stopped.

On the screen is a watercolor still life in soft tones.The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled the ground with gold, and a sunflower bloomed in the crack of the wall in the corner, blooming arrogantly.

At first glance there is nothing wrong with it.

Ren Mingyao observed for a few seconds, and asked thoughtfully, "Why is this sunflower's disk dripping water?"

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