window period

Yan Su had just finished hunting and was on his way back when he received Hanson's call.

It takes three hours to drive home from the public hunting ground. Today's weather is not particularly good. Because of the fog, the visibility is very low, so Yan returned empty-handed.

The heater on the off-road vehicle was fully turned on, and some rap music that was out of fashion and the singers were all buried in the ground was playing.

A song didn't finish halfway, but was interrupted by Hanson's call. Hasnon asked where Yan Su was?Ask him again if he plans to take a vacation recently.

"We saw that the weather was good in early summer, so we decided to do it at this time. Anyway, we listened to my wife."

Hanson met his current wife through a friend's introduction the year before last. The two got their certificates at the end of last year, but they did not hold the wedding for a long time.

"Okay, let me check the time, it should be fine."

Strictly closing the rear window a crack, the cabin became quiet again.

"That...Zhao Yueyang and Yu Xiao are coming too." Hasnon's voice suddenly became a little awkward, "Are you all right?"

Yan Su was stunned for a few seconds, and said, "How long has it been, what can happen?"

"That's fine, I'm not afraid of embarrassing you." Hanson smiled, "I can't be so jealous when I meet my rivals on my happy day."

Yan Su said no, it wasn't that exaggerated, Hanson said yes, chatted with him about the new nightclub and hung up the phone.

After the call was hung up, the Bluetooth on the car automatically started to play the previous music. Suddenly, the car became very noisy. Yan quickly lowered the volume a little, and continued to drive on the road with almost no end in sight and no one.

This road has been open for so many years, and nothing has changed.

From Yan Su's 19 to 29 years old, it seems to be solidified here.

The yellow sand on the side of the road, the dust raised by the passing vehicles, the pure and distant sky, extending to the old man in the gas station connected to the highway.

Even if he can't come here frequently because of work, every time Yan Su closes his eyes, he can clearly outline the appearance of this road.

It's like it's etched in my mind.

He still remembers that in the first year of getting the license, his uncle brought him here, and Yan Su, who was only 19 years old at the time, got his first prey in his life in a rough way.

After that, Yan Su came back every year and borrowed his uncle's off-road vehicle to drive over hunting alone. Sometimes he returned with a full load, and sometimes he returned disappointed.

But the results did not affect Yan Su's judgment on hunting experience, he enjoyed the process more.

Later, my uncle's family moved to another city, and Yan Sui bought this old house with money. Every year, he would take a vacation and come here to live alone for about a week.

In the beginning, Yan Su enjoyed the joy of hunting very much. Now, this section of road is his favorite. When driving on the road with few people, he will turn up the music loudly, open the windows, and let the fine spun dust outside. The wind blows in.

Not as clean, but original and relaxing.

After returning home, the dense fog was heavier than before, and it gathered into a cloud and floated in the air. Looking from the window on the first floor, it was almost impossible to see the plants in the garden clearly.After Yan Su made himself a cup of hot coffee, he received a video invitation from Ben.

In the video, Ben appears to be putting on his makeup, leaning sideways, glancing at the camera from time to time, holding a tiny makeup brush in his hand.

"Baby, are you coming back the day after tomorrow?" Ben asked softly while brushing his eyebrows with powder, "I miss you so much."

"Well, I will arrive in the afternoon the day after tomorrow." Yan Su replied, put the phone on the table, and asked without much expression on his face, "Are you going out?"

"Yes, there is an event invited by the brand tonight. I am preparing for the dinner and reception together."

Ben is a beauty blogger with a good popularity on the Internet.

He has a face that is considered superior among people of mixed race. He has a cheerful and lively personality, and his occasional exaggerated language style has attracted a large number of followers. He once publicly came out in his short video.

Half a year ago, Capsule, a nightclub invested and opened by Hanson and Yan Su, opened. They found a marketing agency to promote the store. The agency invited some KOLs, including Ben.

Ben belongs to the type of boy who is very good at playing and having fun. He took the initiative to toast Yan Su in the box, and asked him with a smile if he could leave a contact information.

The people in the box drank and staggered, Ben, who was lying on Yan Su's shoulder and talking loudly under the flashing lights, looked very beautiful.

A month later, Yan Su and Ben had dinner while each other was awake. After the dinner, he drove Ben home. In the car, Ben asked him if he wanted to go upstairs for another drink.

The weather was fine that day, and Yan Su drove an infrequently driven coupe. In the wet apartment downstairs after a rain, he looked at the dark yellow street lights in front of him for 2 minutes, and then accepted Ben's invitation.

Not long after, Ben asked him if he wanted to date, and Yan Su had just come out of the shower with his upper body naked, looking at Ben lying on the bed as limp as a kitten with his hickey marks on his body, he said yes.

"I don't drink a lot." Seeing that the person on the other side didn't speak, Ben worried that Yan Su would be unhappy, so he immediately put down his brush and added, "I'll report to you when the time comes."

"It's okay." Yan Su put down the coffee cup, "You just have to have fun."

I don't know if it was because of the freezing of the camera, Yan Su seemed to see Ben frown, but soon the expression disappeared and was replaced by a very sweet smile.

"You don't care about me, you are not afraid that I will be abducted." Ben said coquettishly.

"Why should I care about you? I'm not your father." Yan Su said very directly, "You should also have personal freedom when you are in a relationship."

He was right. Ben was at a loss for words for a moment, feeling that Yan Su couldn't keep up with his own coquettishness, so he said that he was going to change clothes, and he would take a picture of tonight's style later to show him.

The day before leaving this old house in the suburbs, Yan Su called his uncle and said that he was going back to N City.

In the past, my uncle would come over for a day or two when Yan Su was on vacation, but this year his grandson lived here, so he was not free.

On the phone, the uncle expressed some regrets, saying that he hadn't gone hunting for a long time, and he was concerned about Yan Su's personal situation.

"Are you going alone?" Uncle asked with a smile.

"Well, myself." He replied in a low voice.

"It's good to take a lover to go on vacation anytime," said the uncle.

Yan Su smiled, said nothing, and said that he had time to visit his uncle's family and asked them to pay attention to their health.

Half an hour before leaving, Yan Sui went outside to smoke a cigarette, and the ash was scattered in the wind. Today's weather is exceptionally good, the sun shines directly on the open ground, as if it can sweep away all the unbearable and haze .

When he was on the plane, Yan Su didn't sleep. He turned on the network signal to reply to the email. After the end, he ordered a glass of wine to sleep, but he received a WeChat message from his own sister Yan Jing.

Yan Su converted a video and a voice into text before opening the video.

"Brother, look, I can't bear it, this is Ben, right? My friend took this photo at a brand's afterparty, it must be him."

Yan quickly clicked on the video, the video was only a few tens of seconds long, and it was shot under the dance floor of a very dark nightclub.

A few seconds later, a man wearing a silk shirt with an open neckline, holding a glass of wine in his hand, walked into the camera. He was hugged by a tall man with one arm, and they talked next to each other. After saying a few words , smiled and turned his head to kiss the man.

In Yan Su’s mobile phone, there is also a selfie of the event sent by Ben, which is the same as the boy in the video. The screen shakes a few times, and the video ends.

The plane landed three hours later, and Yan Su received a WeChat message from Ben asking if he had arrived, saying that he just woke up and wanted to drink coffee.

Yan Su thought for a while, and after forwarding yesterday's video directly to Ben, he got into the car Jessi drove to pick him up.

*******

The weather in City N is still very good. It is very different from the city Yan Su lived in when he was a child. It is more modern than there. There are many high-rise buildings in every block, like a world in a certain type of simulation game.

It seems colder, more concerned about efficiency and results, and more anxious.

Less than 5 minutes later, Ben's phone calls began to bombard him indiscriminately. Yan Su pressed the mute button directly, and the WeChat message came back quickly.

Ben didn't explain, just asked if he could answer the phone, and asked him what time he would arrive, so he went to Yan Su's house to look for him.

After the car arrived at the garage, Yan Su took out his mobile phone again, and it showed that there were more than 20 missed calls and unread WeChat messages.

There is a very strange number mixed in the missed call, which has not been saved.

Yan Su thought it must be that Ben didn't answer the call and found another mobile phone or a friend's number to call, so he didn't call back.

In the evening, Yan quickly took a taxi home. After the car stopped at the door of his house, he saw a strange man standing in front of his apartment.

After slowing down and walking over, Yan Su called out and asked him what he was doing?

The man turned his head, his expression was a little dazed under the street lights at night, he stared blankly at Yan Su, reflected for a few seconds and asked if he was Mr. Yan?

"Who are you?" Yan Su asked again, with the suitcase still beside him.

The boy in the windbreaker looked a little immature. He took out a business card holder from his pocket, took a pair of hands and handed it over, saying that he was Jiang Yue, the manager of True Love Resort.

When the business card was handed to him, Yan Su smelled some very faint bitter perfume.

"It's like this. We found in the system that you booked an outdoor wedding service, but the system made an error some time ago, which resulted in the information of a customer who made an appointment earlier than you was not updated."

The man named Jiang Yue explained seriously.

"I called you, but no one answered. I sent you a message again, but I still didn't reply. I was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble to your important day, so I came to you rashly. It was a bit abrupt. I'm sorry. "

Yan Su stood under the street lamp, looked at the overly polite man in front of him, and said after a long time, "Oh, you hit him."

"Huh?" Jiang Yue didn't understand, she raised her face, her eyes widened a little, as if she didn't understand.

Jiang Yue is about half a head shorter than Yan Su, but looks much younger than Yan Su. Yan Su glanced at the business card in his hand.

"I didn't book your hotel's outdoor wedding service." He told the truth: "You made a mistake."

The young hotel manager paused for a moment, opened his mouth slightly and let out a soft voice, and said, "But we have checked repeatedly in the system, and it is indeed your information and mobile phone number, and the wedding is scheduled for the second Sunday in May." .”

Yan Su glanced at his watch, it was almost 09:30.

"That's not my problem anymore, you should look into it." He said directly, "Is there anything else I need to help with, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Yue didn't expect the other party to be so direct, she nodded and apologized, and said that she would go back and check again.

"Ryan!"

Someone called his English name, Yan quickly turned his head, and saw Ben getting off the taxi and walking towards him quickly.

The gates of the apartments on this street are all facing the street, and there is a section of steps facing the roadside. There are not many people at night. Ben is wearing a pair of black leather shoes with some heels, and his footsteps on the ground are loud.

Yan Su frowned, before he could speak, Ben had already walked up to him and hugged him directly.

Ben has a very strong smell of perfume, which is the bottle that Yan Su gave him. In the past, every time they dated, Ben would spray a lot on his body.

"Why didn't you answer my phone?" Ben's tone seemed aggrieved, as if he was complaining about his indifferent boyfriend, and he selectively forgot about that video.

After finishing speaking, he looked at Jiang Yue who was standing in front of him again, and asked displeasedly, "Your friend?"

Jiang Yue spoke one step ahead of Yan Su. He seemed a little confused, and smiled politely at Ben and said, "Hi, I'm Chris, the manager of True Love Resort."

Ben was stunned for a second, but he didn't understand what it meant. He was pushed away by Yan Su and had to stand upright by himself.

Yan Su looked at Ben's pretty face for a while, and suddenly felt very boring. He didn't even really want to hear any explanation from Ben about why he kissed other men in nightclubs.

"You go back," he said to Ben, "I don't have a date with you."

Ben refused, and stood under the streetlight looking at the man in front of him with wet eyes, and stretched out his hand to pull Yan Su again.

He was so proud that he refused to give in to outsiders, and he would go in and explain after death.

Yan Su was distracted for a short time, and could only think of a very ungentlemanly bad plan, so he turned sideways and said to Jiang Yue who had been standing all the time: "Chris, can you book room service for team building in your hotel? I want to understand."

Jiang Yue felt that this question came out of nowhere, but she still nodded.

"Are you free? Come to my house and have a chat?"

"Ryan..." Ben opened his mouth, he grabbed Yan Su's arm, his tone was light, and he said with some pleading attitude: "Shall we talk?"

"No need." Yan Su glanced at him, "I don't want to talk to you."

"Excuse me."

Suddenly, Jiang Yue, who had been by the side and hardly spoke, interrupted their conversation. He sighed and said to Yan Su: "Mr. Yan, the team building service you mentioned just now does exist. I will send you the detailed information, but I can't talk to you tonight."

"The last boat back to the resort is about to arrive. I'm sorry to disturb you. We will call you after we confirm tomorrow."

Jiang Yue was impatient and worried that the last train would not be able to catch up. She was not in the mood to watch emotional gossip, and wished she could leave immediately.

Yan Su moved his lips, looking at Jiang Yue's somewhat round face, showing some imperceptible but imperfectly hidden irritability, he suddenly wanted to laugh.

"Okay, thank you." So he didn't insist any more.

After Jiang Yue thanked her, she turned and left.

At about ten o'clock in the evening on April NO.17, Yan Su ended a six-month relationship. His boyfriend, who has millions of fans, was crying sadly while grabbing his clothes, but Yan Su insisted: They don't fit.

After sending Ben to the taxi, Yan Su went home and drank half a bottle of wine. He called Hanson and asked him if he used his own phone when he got engaged.

Hanson said yes, because the resort has a moonlight suite, which is only available to black gold card customers. Hanson's wife really wants to live in this suite, but his level is not enough, so he used Yansu.

On the phone, Hanson asked Ben if he would come, and Yan Su said that he broke up with him.

"It's broken up again." Hanson teased on the phone: "Your window period is longer than every relationship you have."

Yan Su laughed at himself and said yes, he just has no luck in love.

Jiang Yue still failed to catch the last boat back, so she had to stay in a hotel near the port.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, he came out of the shower, and his face was reflected in the mirror of the hotel bathroom: fair skin, big eyes, and somewhat immature facial features, and the two moles on the right side of the chin were too obvious .

On the night of Jiang Yue's 28th birthday, she didn't get a cake.Among the system blessing text messages of a large number of online shopping sites, there is a message from a stranger.

——Hello, Manager Jiang, I'm Yan Su, the order mentioned today should be ordered by my friend with my membership number, and he's going to have a wedding in May, if possible, can you cancel it?