twilight winter

When Xia Mo entered the room, Jiang Yuming was still in his original position, just like when she left, lazily and crookedly.Hearing the sound of the door, she didn't move a bit, until Xia Mo walked to the seat next to her and sat down, she just glanced sideways.

"It's raining." She didn't care, only said to herself.

"En." He didn't take his eyes off the notebook on the coffee table.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Xia Mo couldn't understand the movies she was watching, and looked for the remote control.

"……"no answer.Xia Mo scanned around and saw half of the remote control squeezed between Jiang Yuming's buttocks and the sofa.Reaching out to take it, I saw the man lifted his buttocks, Xia Mo went to look at her, the man's gaze never turned away from the direction of the computer.

Feeling angry in my heart, I turned the TV volume up very loudly.

The man still ignored him, and took out a headset from under his buttocks and plugged it into the computer.

this person.Xia Mo gasped and walked towards the kitchen. Before going in, he turned to look at Jiang Yuming. The man was still lying there lazily, without even moving his eyes in his direction.

When the food was served, Xia Mo saw Jiang Yuming yawn, slowly took off the earphones, plugged in the computer, and stood up.

Silently scooping up the soup, Jiang Yuming just sat on his seat and stretched out a jade hand, his eyes fell on Mei Cai Kou Rou.

"I'm going on a business trip tomorrow." Xia Mo put the soup in front of her, watching the slender hand take the soup and put it back.

"..." Jiang Yuming picked up his chopsticks and chewed slowly without saying a word.

Xia Mo felt that he was a bit self-inflicted, so he lowered his head to eat.

"It's a bit salty." The hoarse voice hit the eardrums and became dry for no reason.

Xia Mo dropped her chopsticks angrily, folded her hands on her chest, and stared wide-eyed.

"Then don't eat."

The man didn't turn his head, his eyeballs turned, and he gave Xia Mo a sideways look, but the chopsticks still landed on the dish, and he took another bite.

Xia Mo felt that his good temper had been worn out by this person, so he picked up the plate and put it in front of him.

Jiang Yuming frowned, put down his chopsticks, and picked up the spoon to drink the soup slowly without even looking at the plate of pickled meat with vegetables that was far away from him.

"It's not hot enough." Jiang Yuming commented in a low voice, as if deliberately trying to piss Xia Mo off.

An unknown smell immediately spread in the room.

Xia Mo's face was cold, and she didn't want to look at that person anymore, she just quietly watched the heavy rain outside the window, slowly, the anger that couldn't escape turned into grievance.

Tears fell down and dripped into his soup.Jiang Yuming continued to drink the soup slowly, as if he didn't see it, without a word of comfort.

Xia Mo cried for a while and felt that he was quite boring like this. There were obviously two people in this room, but he seemed to be performing a one-man show.

Thinking of these things, his eyes fell on the man who was bending over, poking his head and stretching his neck to drink soup.The white neck glowed under the fluorescent lamp, which made people unable to help but be jealous.

"I bought the ingredients, and the soup is ready. Put it in the refrigerator for a while, and you can drink it warm. Remember to eat on time." Still can't help but babble, by the way, put the pickled vegetables and pork in the man's sight inside.

""No response.Seeing the chopsticks dancing in front of her eyes again, Xia Mo stood up quietly, took out a tissue and wiped away the dry tears and walked to her bedroom.

Watching Xia Mo enter the bedroom, Jiang Yuming put down his chopsticks, took out a paper towel to wipe his mouth, and looked at the rain outside the window with his hands on his cheeks. After watching for a while, he got a little sleepy. He got up and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of milk. Xia Mo walked to the door.

He leaned close to the door and listened, but he couldn't hear anything. Jiang Yuming remembered that when the house was being renovated, Xia Mo said that this door was the latest model, and the sound insulation was excellent.

Jiang Yuming curled his lips and thought to himself: The sound insulation is also great, I guess even if it's inside, I can't hear it standing here.

Thinking that I was bored too, I put down the milk and knocked on the door.

When Xia Mo came out, he almost kicked over the glass of milk that was placed at the door. He leaned over the door and took a look. The living room was pitch black. Jiang Yuming was leaning on the sofa, staring at the computer, still not looking up. appearance.

"I don't drink milk." Xia Mo angrily picked up the milk and put it next to her computer, crossing her arms and condescendingly.

The man squinted at the milk, then raised his eyes to look at Xia Mo, pulled out the hand that was under his head, and reached out to Xia Mo.

Xia Mo handed over the milk, and the man lifted his body a little, held up the cup and watched the movie seriously, after a long time, he raised his head and drank all the milk in one gulp.After drinking and belching, Xia Mo took out a tissue and handed it to her, took the empty cup, turned back into the kitchen, saw that the dining table had been cleaned by that person, couldn't help smiling.

"What are you laughing at?" He asked disdainfully.Xia Mo saw that Jiang Yuming was wearing a round neck sweater with two sleeves tied around his neck, a peaked cap on his head, and loose cotton trousers that were wrinkled.

"Are you going out?" He glanced at his watch, it was ten o'clock.

"En." Jiang Yuming went to the foyer to find a pair of clogs and put them on.

"It's late autumn now." The implication is, will it be cold to wear clogs barefoot?

"Didn't you say it's raining?" The man had already left the door before he finished speaking.

The sound of rain falling outside the door flashed past, and Xia Mo remembered that the man didn't even bring an rain gear, and he didn't say where he was going or what he was doing.Busily ran to the window to look, Jiang Yuming's back gradually became smaller and blurred.

"Hey." Xia Mo sighed for no reason.

In the early morning of the next day, Xia Mo was woken up by the alarm clock. She waited for Jiang Yuming for half the night last night, and only went back to her room to sleep after yawning sleepily.

Sitting on the bed saved me from being sleepy for a long time, Xia Mo climbed out of bed and tidied herself up, changed into a suit and opened the bedroom door with the suitcase prepared last night.

Habitually glanced at the sofa, the man curled up in a ball on the sofa, heard the sound of the door, Jiang Yuming moved his toes, and sat up slowly.

His eyes just fell on Xia Mo, sleepy and dull.

"When did you come back?" Glancing at the projection on the wall, the plane I took was about to take off in an hour.Glancing at the person who was stretching behind the sofa, the clothes had already been changed, not home clothes, the black T-shirt was faded, and the slim jeans were rolled up to the ankles.

After stretching, Jiang Yuming saw Xia Mo looking him up and down, puffed out his chest, and walked straight to the hall.

Xia Mo was stunned for a moment, seeing her clean feet sticking into the red canvas shoes, she raised her hand to pick up a hat and put it on casually.

"I'll take you to the airport." Looking back, seeing Xia Mo still standing in the living room, Jiang Yuming said reluctantly.

Xia Mo's heart was indescribably sour, and she was not moved at all.Going back to the room, he took an off-white cardigan and put it on for the man.After changing their shoes, the two entered the elevator without saying a word.

Saying that he was sending him off, the man got into the car and sat in the co-pilot in a regular manner. Xia Mo took the suitcase and threw it into the trunk after a lot of effort, clapped his hands and got into the driver's seat, then The person has buckled up his seat belt and is sleeping by the window with his eyes squinted.

Xia Mo looked at it for a while, the sun was dazzling, so she closed her gaze.

At the airport, Xia Mo got out of the car to unload the luggage. The man was leaning on the side of the car, holding his mobile phone and smoking a cigarette. He looked over from time to time. It was Xia Mo who was panting. He didn't help, just watched.

Xia Mo felt that she must have owed Jiang Yuming a lot of money in her previous life.As soon as the luggage landed, the man put away his phone and walked towards the lobby first.Xia Mo was afraid that she would lose her, so she trotted along with the suitcase, and the suitcase made a rattling sound behind her.

"Give it to me." Turning around impatiently, before Xia Mo could react, the trolley case had already changed hands and walked away quickly.

Xia Mo sighed, chased after a few steps, and then gave up.That man's 1.7 meters tall and his 1.6 meters short legs, how could he catch up with him.Thinking about it, I saw the man standing in the crowd, casually took off his cardigan, put it on his shoulders casually, and sat down on the suitcase without looking at himself.

"Which class?" Xia Mo just approached, the man asked.

"The security check has already started. I'm leaving." After pushing her, the man didn't move. Xia Mo stood in front of her and looked down at her long black hair.

"How many days?" Jiang Yuming asked slowly, as if Xia Mo couldn't catch the plane.

"Seven or eight days. I can't catch up." Xia Mo pushed her again, and the cardigan hanging on her shoulder couldn't withstand her pushing and pushing, and fell to the ground.Xia Mo squatted down to pick it up.

When he stood up again, the man had already stood up, the breath of the two of them suddenly got closer, and their faces were a little unclear because of the distance, Xia Mo just wanted to take a step back, the man hugged him.

"I will miss you." The voice was so flat that no emotion could be heard.

Xia Mo didn't hug her back, but just watched the people around hurriedly pass by, some looked over, and some still focused on their own affairs.

Xia Mo thought, it's been a long time since I had such close contact with this person, should I hug her too, thinking this way, I raised my hand, who knew that the person had already pushed her away, and turned her face to the side Chin, looking not far away.

Xia Mo looked at her side face again, the disheveled hair covered her ears, the upturned corners of her eyes looked cold, she didn't know if she always stayed up late and her chin was pointed.

"Let's go." The reminder that came to mind on the way here lost the desire to tell her.Xia Mo didn't wait for the man to reply and walked towards the security check carrying the suitcase.In fact, even if she stood there waiting, what would she say? She probably wouldn't say anything, and would still be so lazy, staring not far away indifferently.

Jiang Yuming is such a person, isn't he?

From the first side to now, 16 years, a full 16 years, what is she like, don't you know?

What do you want?

Perhaps, this kind of relationship now is all a kind of extravagant wish of oneself.

The moment the plane took off, Xia Mo closed his eyes.Xia Mo was afraid of flying, especially during the time when the plane took off, Xia Mo always felt as if he was stuffed into a plastic bag, his chest was tight like a stone was pressed, and he was dying.

Every time this moment comes, Xia Mo can't help but think of Jiang Yuming, the child with the watermelon head and a popsicle in his mouth when Jiang Yuming was young.A child can't be described as cold and arrogant, maybe it's because she's lonely, Jiang Yuming always keeps her long and narrow eyes open, watching everything silently, expressionless.

The first time I held her hand, the soft hand was cold because of the popsicle*.That guy was a head shorter than him when he was a child, and when he was holding her, he looked at him with squinted eyes and head.The neat bangs set off the fair and round face, which looks so cute, but it's a pity that his temper is really unpleasant.

I took her to play with friends a few times, and that guy would come straight to me when he came out again, without saying a word, just standing beside me, holding my hand, and standing quietly.

Gradually because of that guy, I stopped playing jumping up and down games, and spent most of my time standing beside her friends and watching them play.

The first time that guy opened his mouth in front of him seemed to be a year later.

Sometimes when Xia Mo thinks about it, she thinks that she is also quite magical. The 11-year-old herself took the [-]-year-old Jiang Yuming and stood in the park for a year. In the end, the two parents became friends. They didn’t even know each other’s name. recognize.

After knowing each other for a year, Xiao Xia Mo couldn't stay still anymore.And you can't waste the playtime you earn every day standing in the sun watching that guy eat an ice pop.

Pushing her up the slide, the guy was really obedient, told her to sit down, she sat down, told her to let go, and she let go.After playing back and forth a few times, Xia Mo was so happy that she grinned before remembering to look at the little guy following her.It doesn't matter if you look at it, the little guy lowered his head, biting his lip, tears rolling in his eyes.

Little Xia Mo hurriedly pulled her to stand on the open space, checked to see if she was bumped, what would a child check, he just glanced at her and saw that nothing was wrong, so he asked, "Why are you crying?"

The guy bit his lip and kept silent.Little Xia Mo was impatient, shook her and asked, "Why are you crying? If you don't tell me, I won't play with you."

The guy raised his eyes, and big drops of tears fell down. Even though the eyes were full of tears, the dark pupils were still cold, and he grabbed Xiao Xiamo.

It was the first time that Xiao Xia Mo understood how distressed she was. She stretched out her little hand, held her, and walked towards the drink stand not far away.

"I want a popsicle. It must be frozen firmly." Taking out her only fifty cents and handing it to the kind old man, Xiao Xia Mo understood the pain for the second time.That was the money I had to buy the cartoon eraser in the glass cabinet.

After receiving the popsicle, Xiao Xia Mo turned around and handed it to the guy with his head down.

"I'll give you something to eat, so I won't cry."

The guy didn't raise his head and stretched out his hand to hold the popsicle, Xiao Xiamo didn't let go, feeling a little bit reluctant.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and the guy didn't look at him, he tightly clenched his little hands. Seeing the kid like this, the old grandfather smiled and coaxed the two of them to let go, and broke the popsicle in half.

"Half for one person, don't quarrel." He rubbed the heads of the two children, watching the little guy pouted and looking at his own popsicle.

"Here." That was the first time Jiang Yuming spoke to Xia Mo.

Xiao Xia Mo was sucking on the popsicle when she saw that guy's chubby arms stretched out straight, and the water from the popsicle was dripping drop by drop on the ground.

"En?" Xiao Xia Mo didn't understand, didn't that guy love popsicles the most?

"Here you are." The immature voice was a little shrill.

Xiao Xia Mo took the popsicle, and that guy turned around and ran away.Xiao Xiamo chased after a few steps and shouted: "Where are you going?"

The little figure was getting smaller and smaller, without even stopping for a moment.

Xiao Xiamo thought Xiao Jiang Yuming was angry.After sucking on the popsicle for a while, I kicked the stones in boredom and went home.

At dinner, Jiang Yuming was brought by Jiang's father and Jiang's mother.

Xiao Jiang Yuming stood in the middle of the living room, holding a big bag in his arms, and instead of sitting, he just stood there and listened to the adults.Head still down.

"Then let's go back first." It's nothing serious, it's just chatting, the time is almost up, and the Jiang family plans to go home.Only then did the adults remember Xiao Jiang Yuming who was standing there silently.

I also saw the big bag in her arms.

"By the way, Ming Ming said he would bring a gift for Momo, but he forgot about that." Father Jiang patting Xiao Jiang Yuming's head dotingly.

Xiao Jiang Yuming looked like a soldier who had received an order. He walked to the coffee table step by step, put the bag on the coffee table, and didn't speak, but raised his head to look at Xiao Xia Mo who was sitting on the single sofa.

"What is it?" Xiao Xia Mo jumped up.When I opened the bag, I saw that the popsicles of various colors had melted.The bag was wetted a lot, Xiao Xiamo took a look at Xiao Jiang Yuming, and stretched out her hand to lift off her little vest.

Xiao Jiang Yuming's belly was glowing red, and the parents of the two families remembered to take a look at it. Their hearts were so distressed that Xiao Xiamo stretched out his hand to cover Xiao Jiang Yuming's belly button without saying a word.

After that day, Xiao Jiang Yuming asked for leave because he was sick.Xiao Xia Mo went to buy a popsicle every day after school, went to Xiao Jiang Yuming's house, put it in the refrigerator, and then went to Xiao Jiang Yuming's bed and sat on the carpet to tell her stories.

Little Xia Mo didn't know many words at that time, the Xia family couple were both engaged in art, and they were so busy that they couldn't see each other every day. Little Xia Mo was mischievous, didn't take classes seriously, and didn't know many words that should be known.

Xiao Xiamo pointed to the words on the fairy tale book and said, "Are you from Xiaohe?" Xiao Jiang Yuming lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, and corrected: "Dwarf."

"En?" Xiao Xiamo raised her head to look at her.

Xiao Jiang Yuming lay upright on the bed, looking up.

"Why are you crying?" Thinking of that day, Xiao Xia Mo couldn't help asking.

"I didn't cry." Xiao Jiang Yuming replied angrily.

"You cry."

"I do not have."

"You're scared?"

"No."

"Then you are crying because you are afraid?"

"..." Xiao Xiamo saw Xiao Jiang Yuming holding his mouth shut, with a big pearl in the corner of his eye.

"..." cried again.Xiao Xia Mo didn't know what to say, so after thinking for a long time, she climbed onto the bed and lay next to Xiao Jiang Yuming.

"Or, you cry, I won't tell others that you cried."

"..." Tears fell down.

"..." Xiao Xiamo saw Xiao Jiang Yuming crying sadly, and unconsciously cried too.

The two fell asleep crying and crying.When he woke up again, Xiao Xiamo was covered with a quilt, and next to him was Xiao Jiang Yuming. Xiao Jiang Yuming closed his eyes, his red face was full of flesh, Xiao Xiamo rolled his eyes, and secretly kissed Xiao Jiang Yuming. , the taste is good.

Waking up in a daze, Xia Mo saw that there was an extra blanket on her body, and then looked out the window. The city lights formed an indescribable shape, like a totem tightly adhered to the ground.

Thinking of little Jiang Yuming, and thinking of Jiang Yuming now, Xia Mo took out her mobile phone and looked through the photo album. Jiang Yuming's sleeping face was peaceful, Xia Mo felt warm in her heart and smiled.

I don't know if this guy is still lazy at home, whether he has eaten, whether he has turned on the air conditioner, whether he has, and thinks about himself.