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The juicer stopped working, and the noise changed from strong to weak.Wen Qiu listened to his answer with bated breath, his heart clenched into a ball, like a towel being wrung out.

But Song Zongyan was silent for a few seconds.

—he didn't want to.

After the silence, Song Zongyan planned to open his mouth to speak.

"Don't answer yet." Wen Qiu quickly stopped him from speaking, licked his dry lips, his breath was stuck in his chest all of a sudden, like that wet towel was twisted halfway and then stuffed back into his body, he forced a smile He joked, "Think again. Maybe my first choice wasn't recorded?"

Song Zongyan's voice almost sighed: "Do you think it's possible?"

Impossible, according to the admission line of University A in previous years, this may be negligible.Wen Qiu also knew that he was making unreasonable words.

"Killing is nothing but nodding," Wen Qiu lowered his voice, pleading with his eyes, "Think about it again, it's not like you don't like me at all, don't rush to say no now."

Song Zongyan had no choice but to shut up.

Wen Qiu changed the subject: "I'll get a glass and pour juice."

The open kitchen is connected to the living room, and the semi-partitioned design can't block sight and sound. Wen Qiu went to open the cupboard to find a glass, and poured a juice for two or three minutes before he managed to calm down.

When Song Zongyan took the cup from him, he glanced up at the wall clock on the wall, it was almost twelve o'clock at night.

"Aren't you going to drink?" Wen Qiu asked.

Song Zongyan took a sip of the juice he specially made, and was about to put the cup on the tea table: "It's getting late, I'd better go back first..."

"Sleep here," Wen Qiu was the first to try to persuade him to stay, he stared straight at the other's lips, "now you will be questioned by your mother when you go back."

The juice was sour, and the irritation of the lips really hurt, Song Zongyan remembered this.He pursed his lips, and his eyes couldn't help wandering to the other's lips. The bite on Wen Qiu's mouth was much more serious than his own. Now that he looked closely under the light, Song Zongyan felt a little embarrassed.

Seeing his hesitation, Wen Qiu couldn't help pursing his lips, and the wound that had stopped bleeding opened again, but Wen Qiu didn't feel the pain, so he smiled and comforted him: "Stay here tonight, I won't sleep with you Don't worry. You sleep in the living room."

Song Zongyan didn't need a mirror to know how imaginative his lip injury looked, let alone being seen by his parents.But living here in Wenqiu... But in the current atmosphere, he would rather go out and find a hotel.

"No need," Song Zongyan refused, "It's not convenient to live here..."

Wen Qiu suddenly glanced at the posthumous photo hanging in the living room, and said again: "Oh, it's quite scary, you can sleep in my room, I'll sleep in my grandma's room."

Song Zongyan didn't mean that. He believed that Wen Qiu was not so stupid that he couldn't understand what he meant by "inconvenient". He was about to refuse clearly, but he heard Qiu said: "Now there are more dead people than living people here. .”

The tone of these words is very ordinary, but in the middle of the night, there is a sense of horror.

Song Zongyan's desire to speak suddenly disappeared.He followed the gaze of the other party, and the photos on the wall were very creepy after looking at them for a long time at night. A cold air rushed from the feet to the sky in the midsummer.How did Wen Qiu live in such a house alone for so long?

Song Zongyan's eyes moved to Wen Qiu standing there, alone, he couldn't help thinking about Wen Qiu's past life.

He used to be a little strange, obviously Wen Qiu was a very independent person, but it seemed that he couldn't stand being alone, he even liked to be with people when he went to the school supermarket.He is not a person who likes to join in the excitement, but he likes to watch the excitement.

Is it because he is afraid of being alone?

But he is really alone now.

Bing bang bang bang bang bang noise in the room, Wen Qiu turned on the TV in the living room, and the host of the variety show was clamoring.He helped Song Zongyan find brand new clothes and underwear, Song Zongyan was obviously taken aback when the latter was handed over to the other party.

Wen Qiu said: "Brand new, never worn."

The house suddenly became lively.Wen Qiu also made some instant noodles. He spent the first half of the night drinking, and the second half paid attention to Song Zongyan's face. He didn't eat a few mouthfuls at the table, and now he finally felt a strong sense of hunger.

He asked Song Zongyan if he would eat, but the latter was obviously not used to eating instant noodles in the middle of the night, so he declined.

The old lady's room hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and the bedding was damp, making it uncomfortable to sleep on, as if lying on a water bed.But Wen Qiu couldn't sleep tonight, just thinking about Song Zongyan sleeping on his bed at this time, he was a little excited and a little depressed, and he was depressed that Song Zongyan would not stay on that bed forever, he would always leave.

Two diametrically opposed emotions tore his nerves, causing him to toss and turn, making the old nanmu bed creak.

Except for the load-bearing walls, the old houses are not very useful, and the sound insulation effect is not impressive.If Song Zongyan was careful, he might be able to hear him tossing and turning in this room.

The room was dark and the phone screen lit up.It was a text message from Qiu Yunqing. She is weak and moderately depressed. She often feels sleepy during the day and energetic at night.She was telling Wen Qiu that the new house has been renovated, and the smell has probably dissipated in the past few days, and she can move in tomorrow by asking someone to install the curtains.

If we move to this old house, it will be completely overturned, and all traces of living here will disappear.

Qiu Yunqing had already been taken home by her parents two days ago, so Wen Qiu naturally couldn't follow her home.He owns his own house, which was a fund-raising house distributed by Wen Zhengyang’s unit when he was in junior high school. He bought a 200-square-meter house with some extra money.Wen Zhengyang was thinking about Qiu Yunqing at that time, a wheelchair is not as sensitive as a person's two legs, and the house should be wider for Qiu Yunqing to move around.

It's just that Wen Qiu can only "enjoy" the spaciousness and emptiness now.

He moved his eyes to the bedside table. Although he couldn't see it clearly, he knew that there was a bracelet of agarwood beads, and he lay under the quilt and reached for it.

The broken Buddhist beads have been connected in series by a brand new rope, which he found in a store not long ago.Wen Qiu turned on the lamp, under the lamp, the oil thread looks like a dragon's tendons, with clear lines, and a mellow agarwood fragrance can be smelled when you get close.He put it on his wrist, and the agarwood beads were close to the skin, smooth and cold to the touch, and was covered by the human body for a while.

Bless me, grandma.

Wen Qiu said silently in his heart.

Half an hour later, in the silent night, there was a sound of objects hitting the ground.Wen Qiu Dengshi lifted the corpse from the bed, Song Zongyan was the only one in the family, so the voice must be from the other side.He turned over and got out of bed, and paused for a moment when he stepped on the slippers, as if he hadn't thought about whether to go and have a look.But before he struggled for a second or two, he had already left the room.

When Wen Qiu knocked on the other party's door, he heard some other sounds inside. It seemed that Song Zongyan was cleaning up the mess. He opened the door without waiting for the other party's consent, and saw Song Zongyan get out of bed and check the globe that fell on the ground.

"Accidentally knocked over." Song Zongyan saw him coming over and immediately explained, "Did you wake up?"

Wen Qiu said, "Do you think I seem to be asleep?"

Song Zongyan would not knowingly ask him why he has not slept until now, but only said: "It seems that there are some marks."

"It's okay." Wen Qiu walked over and took the globe and turned the round sphere, "This thing is quite durable."

"Sorry." Song Zongyan apologized.

"Why did you drop it?" Wen Qiu was curious.

Song Zongyan's mobile phone was out of battery, and it was charging earlier. Just now, he was about to unplug the charger, but the data cable was twisted, and he accidentally took the globe off the table.

After Wen Qiu found out what had happened, he went to see Song Zongyan. The other party was wearing his pajamas, and he could smell a familiar scent when he was close.It was Wen Qiu's usual shampoo, and Song Zongyan also used it in his bathroom at home tonight.

"Aren't you used to sleeping?" Wen Qiu put the globe on the table, but didn't leave.

"It's okay." Song Zongyan replied.

After these two sentences, I felt a little embarrassed, and the two stood by the bed without speaking for a while.

"Let's talk if we can't sleep?" Wen Qiu found out that if he didn't come, he would be fine. How could he want to leave once he came.

Song Zongyan probably didn't intend to have a heart-to-heart talk in the middle of the night, but Wen Qiu couldn't hold back.

One of them sat on the edge of the bed, and the other sat in a chair.Wen Qiu didn't know where to start, so he said, "This globe was given to me by my father. He said that he met a dog standing still in the middle of the road and was almost killed. When he went to save it, the globe was thrown away. On the way, I finally picked it up from under someone else's wheel."

Song Zongyan did not expect such a story behind a globe.

Wen Qiu said: "He has saved many people."

Song Zongyan knew vaguely that his father was a policeman before, but he didn't know much about the specifics. When he entered the house, he noticed a lot of military medals on the cabinets: "It's amazing."

"Well, maybe." Wen Qiu said.It's amazing how many people have been saved.But he couldn't save himself.