Love, Expired

The next day, Zhou Hao was always sticking to Jiang Yuyu. Wherever Jiang Yuyu went, he followed wherever he went. Even if people went to the bathroom to urinate, he would still stand by the pool like a fake Wash your hands.

It's so obvious.

Jiang Yuzhen knew the intention of the lunatic. He was waiting for himself to contact Ou Yi and help him inquire about the whereabouts of Sun Yiwen.

Jiang Yudi still doesn't have much mental head, but anyway, his temperature has dropped. He lay in bed for a day, and Zhou Hao sat in the bedroom for a day, except for the preparation of three meals.

Until evening, Zhou Hao didn't hold back. He weighed in his heart what he wanted to say for a long time, "Jiang Yuxi, have you forgotten something?"

Jiang Yu lifted his eyes, his pupils were black and bright, "I did not forget."

Zhou Hao dropped his eyes and didn't speak, he didn't dare push too hard.

"I really didn't forget. I'll ask him in a moment." Jiang Yuxi couldn't bear to see Zhou Hao's humble begging, but he didn't dare to ask.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the Wanjia lights up, and the man dialed the phone number to City A.

The moment the call was connected, the house was surprisingly quiet. Zhou Hao held his breath and raised his ears desperately overhearing, but he heard nothing but a few laughs at the other end of the phone.

"Yes, last time you said you were not in City A, where are you going?" Ou Yi asked.

"I went to the south," Jiang Yuzhen glanced down at the dignified little lunatic, and continued, "I always wanted to ask, where is Sun Yiwen now?"

The smile on the other side of the phone was sharper. "He, I wanted to relive my old dreams. Later, guess what? When he saw me, he was scared with tears. I looked really annoyed and sent him to study abroad. Now, rest assured, he dare not contact your little subject. "

Jiang Yuzhen turned his head and stared at the lunatic again to make sure he didn't hear what he said.

"I'm staying with Zhou Hao. He wants to ask you where Sun Yiwen is. I'll give him the phone and you can tell him."

Jiang Yuzheng handed the phone to the little lunatic, and the little lunatic trembled to pick it up, sticking it carefully to his ear.

"Is Sun Yiwen doing well?" Zhou Hao accumulated many years of thoughts and guilt, and even his voice was trembling.

Ou Yi is not a fool. He knows what to say and what should not be said. At present, the most important thing is to calm down the little lover Yu Yu.

"He's fine. He went to the United States. A few days ago, I contacted him. He said he was preparing to go to Europe with a friend. Why? He didn't tell you?"

"No, he didn't tell me ..." Zhou Hao started looking back and forth, his face anxious and anxious, and after about ten seconds, he said again, "Where is his father? I've searched, and I haven't lived there before."

Ou Yi smiled more casually over there, "Oh, this, I have improved the environment for their home and changed the place they lived. Where was that place used to be?"

At this moment, the little lunatic was both relieved and completely isolated.

He spent his days and nights introspecting poverty, and introspection was worthless. He said in his mouth how many times I don't want to meet with Sun Yiwen. He just had a good life.

But is that really the case?

In his selfish heart, he longed for the boy who was as poor as him to give up worldly money and belongings and live with him as a gang. He has read so many books that it's really useless at the moment.

The current call undoubtedly destroyed his selfish desire, and the effect of this destruction was enough to shake the earth.

Wenwen has a new life and is going to play in Europe. His father has also changed into a new house. He finally leads a good life for his family. He is a man who lives in the abyss and is so poor that he has only self-esteem. Wenwen really didn't plan to ask for it.

Zhou Hao hung up the phone in his hand, and the phone screen showed 20:10, which means that the call only existed for ten minutes.

What can you do in ten minutes? Watching a movie is not enough; making a delicious dinner is not enough; shooting a gun is not enough ...

But it broke Zhou Hao's confused thoughts over the past few years, and he realized with extreme cruelty once again: poor, with a cold nose, so poor that only self-esteem is left. Do n’t think about it that day Passed Anson.

At 8:10 in Suchuan, every family's windows were lit with lights. Listen carefully. It seems that you can still hear the giggling sound of the little couple upstairs. It's just that Zhou Hao's little bedroom is still standing It was quiet.

"Jiang Yuyu, I owe you money. I want to pay it back. I pay you back two thousand a month." After a long time, Zhou Hao finally spoke.

The result of the little madman's long-term thinking was to pay back the money, which was a little beyond Jiang Yu's speculation.

Jiang Yuzhen looked at the little madman distressedly, and he nodded. "Well, one thousand is enough. The remaining one thousand is my accommodation."

Zhou Hao was a little tired. He walked out of this bedroom and lay down on the sofa in the living room. I took off my shoes and covered myself with a quilt, hoping to close my eyes until dawn.

Jiang Yuzhen walked to the sofa and crouched down. He had a severe nasal sound. "Haohao, would you like something to eat? I'll go downstairs to buy it."

Their dinner was just two bowls of sticky porridge that the lunatic was ready to cook. The lunatic did not take a few sips.

The little lunatic was lying on the sofa, staring at the ceiling of the living room. He told Jiang Yuxi the night of July 16 many years ago. He said that his mother died that night, and he hurried a train for three days and three nights to return to Qingjiang from city A, but he failed to meet the last person. Why have to take a train? Because train tickets are cheap, when he first went to college, the first time he traveled far away, it was a train or a hard seat.

Jiang Yuzhen leaned on the sofa and sat down. He felt his breathing became sensitive and heavy, and every time he gasped, his heart ached.

The little madman also said that he had a lot of questions to ask his mother. During his college education, he called his mother once, and without saying a few words, his mother hung up ... The words in his stomach never asked again. .

"Haohao, did you call me at the time, what did you say?" This was a question that could never be avoided, and Jiang Yuzhen finally asked again.

"I don't know who to call, I don't know anyone, I said they don't understand, I want to find someone, I want to tell him, my mother is dead, I feel uncomfortable in my heart ..."

That night, he was indulging in KtV, and beside him was Cheng Zixu ... Even after so many years, Jiang Yuzhen still remembered every detail of that night clearly, but he did not expect that the truth behind these details was actually So shocking.

If he could comfort this little poor then, if he could fly to Qingjiang immediately and hug this little poor, would the little lunatic be better now than he is now, maybe he would not be paranoid to such an extent .

Jiang Yudi couldn't listen anymore, and he didn't dare to imagine any more. He stood up tremblingly and walked back to the bedroom.

He is a man with a good family relationship, sometimes sulking for no reason, angry with the negligence of his parents, how did the little lunatic grow up little by little? On the day his mother died, what did he think of this woman who loved and hated?

At about nine o'clock, Jiang Yuxi called Jia Lin on the phone. Jia Lin is the only one of their friends who has shown friendliness to the lunatics. He even once persuaded himself to be better with Zhou Hao.

"Why? The intent of the big night is not to make people pick up." Jia Lin's voice was very cheerful.

"Jia Lin, I feel bad ..."

"How are you?"

...

Jiang Yuxi walked back to the sofa. He kissed the little lunatic, put it in his ear and asked softly, "Is it cold? Are you hungry?"

Zhou Hao struggled to sit up, his eyes softly turned to Jiang Yuyan, "want to eat tomatoes to make noodles."

"I'll do it for you."

In the kitchen, the sound of beating eggs, the boil of clear water, and the roar of the range hood came together, and the noise gathered in one place, where it became an ordinary home.

Zhou Hao closed his eyes and leaned against the sofa, his mouth humming with a brisk minor key, his head shaking from side to side.

Hum, he hated the man in the kitchen by one point, and hum, he reduced his thoughts on Sun by one point.

Jiang Yubi looked out, and saw the little madman humming with good interest. He smiled suddenly and set the bowl on the coffee table.

"Noodles are ready."

Zhou Hao opened his eyes, picked up the bowl of noodles, and devoured it. In fact, he was not too hungry, but it was the days when he and Xiaosun lived. In addition to the cake, the two people most often ate noodles, and they were still tomato noodles.

"Slow down, there is still in the pot."

Zhou Hao ignored and sucked at the noodles in the bowl without any image.

At ten o'clock, Zhou Hao lay back to the bedroom, he held Jiang Yuzhen hard, and the strength of his hand made it clear that he would not let go.

Jiang Yuzhang was uncomfortable with him, his body turned a little to the side, and Zhou Hao immediately responded, holding people tighter.

"Haohao, go to sleep." Jiang Yudi knew that the lunatic was uncomfortable, but he had to sleep.

Zhou Hao ignored it. He stared at Jiang Yuyan with black eyes, without intending to loosen his hands.

In the early hours of the morning, Jiang Yuzheng had been stiffly stung by the little madman for almost two hours, and without a word, he just stared at him with his eyes open.

"Hurry up, aren't you going to work tomorrow?"

Zhou Hao's expression remained unchanged, he asked lightly, "Are you sleepy?"

"Fortunately, not very sleepy."

As soon as he said this, Zhou Hao kissed him and sucked the smell of the other's mouth frantically. His eyes were no longer black and bright, and he became confused, "I want to do ..."

The temperature in the bedroom in early spring was a bit low, and the room was not air-conditioned. The two went into the shallow room, rubbing out the rare heat, and the heat spread widely. With the heat of the mouth, they were taken out together.

The night was quite long.

In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Yuzhen woke up first, and with his slight movement, Zhou Hao opened his eyes.

The riots in the middle of the night came and went without a trace, neither of them mentioned each other.

"I'm here to make breakfast. What do you want to eat? Do you still eat tomato noodles?" Jiang Yuxi asked softly.

Zhou Hao choked slightly, and said weakly, "No more, no more ..."

After having breakfast, Jiang Yuzhen pedaled the bicycle and delivered the lunatic to the unit.

The little lunatic sat behind him, muttering in his mouth, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Jiang Yubi guessed where this strange happiness came from.

Farewell waved, "I'll come and pick you up at noon."

On the way back, Jiang Yuxi went to the supermarket by the way, bought some a la carte, washed the dishes, and cooked the rice. He freed up and called Ou Yi on the phone.

"Hey, what did you tell Zhou Hao yesterday?"

"Nothing to say, you can rest assured."

"What did you say!"

"Well, you took the explosives-medicine, I told him, Sun Yiwen was doing well, and his dad was doing well. Look, what else can I say ... but it ’s strange, he did n’t I asked Sun Yiwen's contact information. After I said it, he gave me a call ... "

Jiang Yu hung up the phone in despair, all that should be understood, what should not be understood, he understood all at this moment.

The madman's unusual behavior, even the pleasure of last night, was for the purpose of deliberate forgetting.

He is forgetting Sun Yiwen.