Disciplinary Guidelines

Ji Yao has always believed that he and Jiang Heng should not meet again, nor should they have any contact.

Because no matter how many reservations they had with each other when they were together, one thing is undeniable-that is, Jiang Heng did make an exception for him, prolonging the short-term "love" infinitely; The opponent gave up the bottom line and broke his persistence.

It doesn't matter how much sincerity was given to each other when they fell in love. What is important is that they have indeed become each other's most special existence within a certain period of time.

The two of them knew each other's secrets, kept a tacit understanding, and even broke up vigorously, as crisply as a sharp edge snapped.

If it's because you're tired and boring, so you break up logically, then it's actually nothing, and you'll forget about it after a long time.But the two of them separated decisively and hastily, and there was no buffer time, which made people unable to let go.

The sharp cut will not disappear. It is good to hide the ashes in a place where no one cares, but if you take it out and touch it, your hands will not be cut with blood.

So the best ending for the two of them is to never see each other again, and treat each other as if there is no such person in the world, otherwise, once a certain illusion is broken, it will be difficult for both of them to move forward.

Over the years, Ji Yao has never recalled anything about Jiang Heng.

Before today, he hadn't delved into this issue, but thinking about it now, he might not dare.

Jiang Heng's eyes moved, he didn't seem to expect to get such an answer, and he almost didn't even maintain his usual ease of response.

He was silent for two seconds, and then smiled, as if he didn't intend to face the answer directly.

"It seems to be raining." Jiang Heng changed the subject: "Have you brought an umbrella?"

Ji Yao's heart moved slightly, and the fingers in his pocket shrank subconsciously.

The water vapor in the air is very obvious, a thin layer of frost hangs on the withered grass leaves, the sky gradually darkens, and a small lawn lamp lights up beside the gravel road.

By the way, Ji Yao thought, when he and Jiang Heng "went further", it was also on a gloomy rainy night.

It was a few months after returning from Hokkaido, and it was the same late summer.

That day happened to be Saturday, and Ji Yao went home to live as usual, but he came back late just in time for Ji's father's work, and the old couple had a quarrel that lasted until one o'clock in the middle of the night.

In the second bedroom across the wall, Ji Yao listened to his parents arguing from today to 20 years ago, from drinking and socializing to firewood, rice, oil, salt, and finally throwing pots and bowls in silence, leaving only Ji's mother's uncontrollable sobs.

He lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling quietly for a while, then got up with a wooden face, didn't even put on his coat, took his mobile phone and left.

Thinking about it now, that day was almost the same as today, the air was filled with heavy water vapor, which made people breathless.

Ji Yao wanted to go back to school, but it was too late, so he finally looked around in the phone contacts and called Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng came very quickly, Ji Yao waited at the spot for 10 to [-] minutes, and saw the other party get off the taxi and run towards him from a distance.

That day Jiang Heng was wearing a casual outfit, and he didn't even have time to take off his glasses. When he walked up to him, Ji Yao saw that his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

"Why did this point come out?" Jiang Heng said, "Is it cold?"

Ji Yao shook his head and said, "It's not cold."

Jiang Heng saw his attitude towards the previous question from his evasion, so he thoughtfully stopped asking, just took off his coat and gave it to him, and walked on the road with him for a while.

They walked through a section of unlit construction, then onto the main road, past a 24-hour convenience store.

Under the blue and white light sign of the convenience store, Jiang Heng suddenly stretched out his hand and tightened Ji Yao's collar.

"It's going to rain." Jiang Heng said, "Have you brought an umbrella?"

Ji Yao turned his head, looked at the convenience store shelf at the entrance of the convenience store, then met Jiang Heng's gaze, and shook his head calmly.

"No." Ji Yao said.

"Exactly." Jiang Heng bent his eyes and said, "Go to my house."

That was the first time they had opened up their private space to each other since they had been dating for several months. Ji Yao still remembered that it was raining heavily in Beijing that day. As soon as he entered the door with his front foot, the raindrops knocked on the glass window with his back foot.

At three o'clock in the morning, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and watched the pouring rain outside. After taking a shower, Jiang Heng hugged his waist from behind with warm water vapor from his body, and kissed his earlobe affectionately.

"Stay here." Jiang Heng's voice was very soft: "You will stay with me from now on."

Ji Yao remembered that he said "yes" at that time.

Jiang Heng always seemed to appear in a certain atmosphere, and then easily poked his heart, so he walked step by step, without any resistance, to a situation where he could not turn back.

After almost six years, facing the same person, the same question, the answer is different.

"I didn't bring it." Ji Yao shook his phone at Jiang Heng and said, "But I can take a taxi later."

Jiang Heng nodded.

"Okay, be careful on the road," he said.

The voice was about to fall, and he finally ended the pleasantries.Jiang Heng turned around before Jiyao, and walked towards the other side of the gravel road.

Ji Yao stood on the spot with his pocket in his pocket, watching his back go away, only felt that his back seemed to be exactly the same as three years ago, except for a little thinner, there was no change.

It should be because his body has not fully recovered. Jiang Heng's pace is not fast, but his posture is very good, and his shoulders and back don't look slouched, but when he walked out of the gravel road, he couldn't help reaching out his hand to support the door frame of the Moon Gate.

He could feel that Ji Yao's gaze was still behind him, but he didn't look back.

Jiang Heng's incision after surgery hadn't fully healed, and he would feel pain from time to time, making it inconvenient to drive, so he called a substitute driver in advance when he went downstairs.

The driver's efficiency was faster than he expected. When he arrived at the parking lot, a staff member in a blue vest was already leaning on the car and waiting for him beside the car.

Jiang Heng helped him open the trunk, then slowly sat on the co-pilot, pulled the fluffy waist and stuffed it into his arms.

After just a few steps, raindrops began to fall from the sky, and the water droplets hit the front windshield, forming a shallow water stain.

Jiang Heng took out a bottle of warm mineral water from the incubator, and swallowed a small handful of pills along the way.

The surrogate driver put the things in the trunk, then took a few steps to get into the car, and asked him about the location as usual: "Are you going to the IFC?"

"No." Jiang Heng thought for a while after hearing the words, changed his mind temporarily, shook his head and said, "Go to Ruiting Waterfront."

"Is that the villa area in Pudong?" the driver asked.

"Yes, Simon." Jiang Heng said.