Love, Expired

Two pots of gardenia bought a while ago have been resting on the balcony, and one day they died. The white petals curled into broken pieces, and fell around the pot, and the leaves fell all over the ground.

Zhou Hao froze for a long time, and he didn't feel dirty. He stuck his fingers in the soil and plucked the roots, and his nails were covered with mud.

Finally, he pulled out the gardenia with roots.

"How did you die ..." He lost his soul and squatted beside the flowerpot and murmured.

He stood up, went to the bathroom, and scrubbed his muddy hands severely, 躏-躏 self-harm, until the hands rubbed red, he didn't care much. Then he rummaged through all the storage boxes and cabinets in the house, and found a plastic bag, a shopping bag in the supermarket.

Zhou Hao carefully put the gardenia "corpse" that had just been cut out into the bag, carried the bag, and went out.

He went to Building No. 2, Cheng Zixu's home.

It was night, and there was a light in that apartment. From the bottom of the building, the bright yellow light emitted a pink halo. Seeing for a long time, his eyes were slightly dry, Zhou Hao rubbed his eyes.

He knew that Jiang Yuxun lived with Cheng Zixu, and he had seen it several times in the dark. The two went in and out together, taking each other to buy food.

Zhou Hao tightened the plastic bag in his hand, entered the unit building, and took the elevator to the door of Cheng Zixu's house.

At the door, alone, for half an hour, he finally rang the doorbell. Soon, the door opened and it was Cheng Zixu.

Cheng Zixu was obviously very surprised and called "brother", then his eyes fell on the bag in his right hand.

"I'm looking for Jiang Yuzhen." Zhou Hao was expressionless.

Jiang Yu heard the movement quietly, came over, and the people outside the door immediately stared at him with big eyes. Between the three, you looked at me and I looked at him without saying a word.

For a long time, Zhou Hao raised his left hand and handed the plastic bag over. His expressions and words were blameless without exception.

"I bought you a potted plant and I was killed ..."

Two potted plants, one for yourself and one for you, why did you die ...

His hand was hanging all the time, and Jiang Yudi did not reach out to pick it up.

Zhou Hao was addicted to his sigh of sorrow. He didn't care about anyone, and didn't pay attention to the reaction of others. He thought for a long time, and gradually came up with a nod, and he took care of himself again.

"Did I pour too much water ..."

The moment he looked up, he saw the two in front of him, and he didn't know when they were standing together. Jiang Yuxi blocked Cheng Zixu behind his back, and his eyes showed defense and dislike, what was it like? It's like watching a full lunatic.

I'm not a lunatic, I just raised the flowers I bought for you ...

Zhou Hao was stubborn, just like a donkey. He filtered out all the right and wrong, all the strange winks, and the noise of plastic bags.

He didn't take off his shoes, went straight into Cheng Zixu's home, and walked to the balcony by himself. There were just a few pots of unknown flowers on the balcony. Zhou Hao even pulled a flower out of the soil, and then inserted the "corpse" he brought in, covered the soil, and carefully put the flowers around the roots. The earth was leveled.

The other two stood behind him, staring at all of his weird behavior. Jiang Yuzhen's eyes did not change, he was still on guard, and he was still confused.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Cheng Zixu asked with a frown.

In a moment's effort, Zhou Hao was finally awake: How did he run here? Why did you bring gardenia?

He looked at the palm of his hand that was stuck by the dirt, and slowly got up, his dirty hands dangled on the sides of his body, he made a fist, and his nails fell into his palm.

"I ate too much at night. I came for a walk."

Vulnerable wording, but Jiang Yuzheng doesn't care, who will be fine with a madman?

Cheng Zixu looked at Zhou Hao's hand, his eyes were a little dark, and the thought of the man in front of him sleeping with Jiang Yuxuan in the bed for four years, and those hands did not know how many times he touched Jiang Yu Xun's body, he still knew A little uncomfortable.

It's jealous.

But it's okay, after all, he also knows that Jiang Yudi doesn't love Zhou Hao. Thinking of this, he had a little sympathy for the man in front of him,

"Brother, go wash your hands." Cheng Zixu stretched his finger and pointed, "That's the bathroom."

Zhou Hao lost his usual publicity and was stagnant. He walked in the direction pointed by Cheng Zixu, turned on the faucet, and washed away the mud on the back of his palm. He stunned himself again in the mirror, and his corner of the mouth bent into a bare arc.

He was forcing himself to put on a camouflage, and could show weakness in front of Jiang Yuzhen, but he must not show weakness in front of Cheng Zixu, let alone show prestige in front of them.

He took a deep breath, brewing his emotions, but hit his eyes on the floor and hit the countertop of the sink.

There are two toothbrushes there. Each toothbrush has a toothbrush in it, and you look away. There are two towels hanging on the towel rack. Also, two shavers, two bottles of facial cleanser ... Double in pairs.

He thought of the pathetic two tooth cylinders in his home, one never spoke and the other completely lacked a companion.

Why didn't it talk? It turned out to be here to talk. Zhou Hao thought paranoidly.

He couldn't stand this eccentric treatment, he threw one of the dental cylinders into the trash.

Zhou Hao went out, his expression returned to the former arrogance and arrogance. He squinted his eyes and looked at the two without looking straight.

The eyes were blank, arrogant, and arrogant, but only he knew it. A paper tiger, very empty.

"Jiang Yuyu, come out with me." Zhou Hao said.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Yuzhen asked.

"Come with me, I'm asking you something."

Jiang Yudi didn't respond to him, and his steps didn't move. Cheng Zixu patted Jiang Yudi's shoulder and said, "Brother may find something wrong with you, you can go out with him."

Zhou Hao had been well-prepared. He could have persisted until he went out before venting, but Cheng Zixu's kind words made him instantly collapse.

"It's a matter of your fart? Jiang Yuzhen is he dumb! Would you like to speak for him!" He was trembling with anger in his chest. What happened to his husband?

Cheng Zixu waited silently, and couldn't take him down. Jiang Yuyan was afraid that Zhou Hao would make a radical action, so he pulled away and went out.

They left the community and walked along the road.

"Jiang Yuquan," Zhou Hao stepped, looking at the person beside him, "you go back with me."

He spoke carefully, and seemed a little unconfident.

Jiang Yuxi also turned around and looked at him, pursing his lips without saying a word.

Surrounded by the dripping sound of cars coming and going, it is noisy and harsh, and the city lights at night are always showing a cold and charming atmosphere, not at all kind and peaceful. After staying for so many years, Zhou Hao still couldn't fit into the city.

At this moment, standing on the side of the city, the loneliness of mountains and rivers rushed to him.

Zhou Hao couldn't stand the boundless loneliness. He rushed to hold Jiang Yuzhen fiercely. "Let's make up, we won't be troubled, okay?"

Jiang Yuzhen allowed him to hold him, and about half a minute later, he pushed Zhou Hao away, looking indifferent and alienated, "Don't do this."

Zhou Hao was overwhelmed by emotions. He began to breathe heavily, and then blinked hard, "What did you mean before fucking!"

I thought I had hoped for a good ending. Why did the ending change in just half a month ...

Jiang Yuzheng was a bit weak. "Zhou Hao, don't let me say anything terribly."

Zhou Hao's nose was actually red, but it was hidden in the night, and no one could see it, not even he knew it.

"It's a terrible thing ... then you say it."

Jiang Yudi just wanted to cut things fast, even though he knew how to humiliate others and how things were not things, but he still spoke slowly and lightly.

"I used to say hello to you. I felt sorry for you and made you happy. My guilt can be ... lighter."

Sure enough, this statement succeeded, not only chopped the chaos, it was about to chop Zhou Hao's heart into a thousand holes.

A man who you take as your life suddenly told you one day, ah, I didn't even want to be better with you. When I was doing your ass, I was thinking about how to get rid of you.

Whoever is going to be crazy.

Zhou Hao kicked him and walked away. He didn't walk towards home, but walked along the road.

Actually, it doesn't matter whether the direction is right or wrong, there is no home for him. That little apartment is just a place to sleep and eat, not home.

Drive the lunatic away, and the two will be at ease.

Maniac ... Maniac ...

He's not a lunatic, just a bit unkind, but no one has ever taught him kindly and kindly—

Hao Hao, don't take the dead flowers to give away ...

Hao Hao, do n’t go to others if you are angry, it ’s very impolite ...

Hao Hao, a man must have a backbone, not a rare person, we don't need it ...

Zhou Hao's back is getting smaller and smaller in Jiang Yuyan's eyes, and gradually mixed into the bright and colorful city streets ... He also turned around and walked home. At home, Cheng Zixu asked him, what was the conversation between them?

Jiang Yuzhen didn't speak, walked towards the balcony, staring at the withered gardenia flower tree in the pot secretly ...

Zhou Hao squatted stubbornly beside the flowerpot and looked at the poor figure in the hospital that day. At this moment, he kept flashing in his mind in sequence.