Yu Zhile quickly wiped away a few tears, but he still had a strong nasal sound when he spoke, "I'm just tired of walking. Rest here for a while, you don't care about me."
Yan Yuanqing stood there for a while, did not make a big movement to make the lights in the corridor light up, walked to the dark and squatted down beside Yu Zhile.
Yu Zhile tilted his head, "Just leave me alone."
"I don't care about you, can't I squat here for a while? Don't you squat here too?" Yan Yuanqing blatantly played a rogue.
Yu Zhile was speechless, and simply ignored him and continued to bury his head between his knees.
"You said why some people like to gossiping so much? Can they get promoted or get rich? It hurts others and hurts themselves." Yu Zhile saw Yan Yuanqing hadn't walked away or made a sound, thinking he either didn't know about her and Yu Zihuan, or She didn't care about their rumors, so she wanted to find resonance. Who knew that she hadn't heard an answer for a long time, so she couldn't help but raise her head to look at Yan Yuanqing.
"Are you talking to me?" Yan Yuanqing turned her head in surprise, "I thought we were two mushrooms growing in the corner and couldn't speak."
Yu Zhile twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly. He couldn't laugh, but he didn't have the interest to cry. "It's not funny at all."
Yan Yuanqing laughed, and said after smiling, "The life of those grandparents is so boring that they can fade away, grandchildren and granddaughters are not sensible, and their children are too lazy to talk to them. Everyday's hope is to get together after dinner and chat. You Can't you deprive them of all this fun, right?"
"Then they can't base their happiness on other people's pain. Besides, are they entertainment? That's malicious slander!" Yu Zhile couldn't imagine that Yan Yuanqing was also furious like those people, so she stood up and yelled." Other people’s family matters are their shit, don’t know anything, just open your mouth and talk nonsense! Don’t you want to kill others to be reconciled?"
"Don't stop, keep scolding."
Yu Zhile yelled and yelled with a wave of evil fire, a little breathless, Yan Yuanqing stepped forward and patted her on the back, and then helped her continue to curse: "A bunch of damn right and wrong spirits, pretend to be It’s shit, and it’s shit that comes out of your mouth, and you don’t have the ability to distinguish right from wrong at all. It’s a natural wonder that one person can squirt a group of people together. You can also tolerate it. If they were to be said by others, I have torn my face long ago."
Yu Zhile looked at him dumbfounded, unable to figure out whether he was comforting himself or venting his anger.
Yan Yuanqing smiled again after scolding, "Do you feel better in your mood?"
"Have you been rumored before?"
Yan Yuanqing shrugged and said, "It's not as serious as your situation. It's just that the seven aunts and eight aunts have said about white-eyed wolves behind their backs, and they have no conscience and so on. What they said is a plausible statement, and it is obviously impossible to see it in a year. Two-faced people."
"If that's the case, I don't care." After Yu Zhile vented out, feeling that all his strength had been taken away, he leaned against the wall and said, "Do you know what they said about me and Xiao Huan?"
"I know."
"Grandpa Wang told you?"
"That's not true. I heard what some aunts said. My grandfather didn't believe it at all and wanted to stop them from coming."
"It's the grandfather Wang who knows everything, so how come so many people believe such blind rumors?"
"Actually, I believe it a little bit." Yan Yuanqing said very seriously.
Yu Zhile stared at him in surprise, "Do you believe it?"
"Yeah." Yan Yuanqing stared at her calmly, no trace of joking could be seen in her expression, "I believe you are not a lover/pedophile, but I can't tell if Yu Zihuan has any other thoughts about you."
"What are you kidding?" Yu Zhile sneered, dismissing Yan Yuanqing's statement, "How old is Xiaohuan? There are so many little girls of the same age around him, so I don't want the little cabbage with water spirits, can you look at me?"
Yan Yuanqing raised his eyebrows noncommittal, and suddenly gave a high-five, haha laughed, "I just said that, you take it seriously."
Yu Zhile glanced at him badly, waved his hand as saying goodbye, walked up the stairs and thought about it or turned around and said, "Thank you for comforting me."
"I've been your boyfriend for a few minutes anyway, this is not a trivial matter."
Yan Yuanqing's skinless and faceless answer made Yu Zhile shook his head straight, but she turned around and brought a little smile on her mouth unconsciously.
Yu Zhile's mood was lighter because of Yan Yuanqing's gag, and when he returned home facing the empty room alone, he couldn't help thinking about it.
The first problem that weighed on her was the future source of income. She lost her job in the supermarket, and she didn't know if she could find another job nearby. Before publishing the next novel, she would just sit and eat.She sat on the sofa for a while, feeling that it was not reliable to just think out of thin air, so she got paper and pen to calculate the account.
Her previous manuscript fee plus the money left by Yu Zihuan’s grandmother is a little more than 70,000, of which at least 40,000 must be left untouched and left for Yu Zihuan’s university tuition. Even if she writes slowly, the remaining money will support her. The cost of a year and a half is not a problem.
Looking at the number and purpose of the items listed on the paper, Yu Zhile felt a lot less stressed, and seeing that the writing on it was very detailed and organized, and decided to write a memo altogether, and put her account on the novel website on the side. Passwords and matters to contact the editor. I also wanted to write some plans for the future of my novel career to urge myself. When the paper ran out, I got up and went to the bedroom desk to get paper. The half-written memo was left on the coffee table. .
When he came out of the bedroom, Yu Zhile slipped and almost fell at the door, holding on to the door frame to stand firm.
At this moment, the lights in the living room and bedroom suddenly went out.
The sudden fall of darkness enveloped Yu Zhile, and she stood up slowly, so stiff that she could hardly lift her feet.
Wan Lai was completely silent, terrifyingly quiet.
Yu Zhile realized what was going on in a daze, but still held faint hopes, the hope was only a blackout.She stretched out her hand and pressed the switch of the electric light in the living room, and the incandescent lamp lit up with a "z" sound.
The lights illuminate the furnishings in the living room, the same sofa, the same coffee table, all the objects are arranged the same as before she entered the bedroom, but they all reveal an unspeakable atmosphere of failure and corruption , It seems that in just a few tens of seconds, years of destruction have been superimposed.
Yu Zhile didn't dare to come out of the air, so he plucked up the courage to walk to the coffee table, and did not see the piece of paper she had left.
She crossed again.
Look at the situation in the house, it should be worn backwards, but I don't know which year it was worn.
Yu Zhile rummaged around and found nothing to confirm the time.
However, although the furnishings of the house have not changed much, it seems that no one has lived here for a long time. I don’t know how old Yu Zihuan is now. Is he in college?Still married and had children?You shouldn't have carried your grandson, right?
Thinking that Yu Zihuan had grown up in the years she had crossed over because of a slip, Yu Zhile, who was caught off guard, was still a little sad. I don't know how she would react when she appeared in front of Yu Zihuan again?Weeping with joy because she came back?Or was it because she disappeared silently and cursed?
Or maybe, living a happy life, don't remember or care who she is anymore.
Although the last situation is what Yu Zhile hoped Yu Zihuan would do after she disappeared, if he really forgot her and behaved cold and rusty when meeting again, Yu Zhile would be very sad to think about it.
Thinking about it this way, Yu Zhile felt that it was a choice not to go to Yu Zihuan, so that her memory would remain at the time when the relationship between the two was best, and she would not be sad when recalling it later.
The sound of the key turning came from outside the door, and Yu Zhile's soul of the world was called back. When the door opened, she just turned her head and looked over, and ran into the sight of the visitor.
The person standing at the door looked like a twenty-something, tall and straight, wearing a hidden blue suit, and his face was like a crown and his eyes were star-like.He held the door frame and pulled out the key slightly with his waist, but when he looked at Yu Zhile, he stopped still.
Yu Zhile recognized him as Yu Zihuan, and all his previous ideas were thrown behind his head, with a big smile, jumped up to him a few steps, couldn't help but look up and down curiously. There are many things that I want to ask, but I don't know. Growing up, Yu Zihuan thought about her and didn't know where to ask, so he just kept rejoicing, "Xiaohuan has grown up."
Yu Zihuan looked at her with eyes as if he didn't recognize her. After a moment of stunned, he withdrew from Yu Zhile's gaze, put the key in the keyhole and put it in his pocket, and closed the door.
Yu Zhile was shocked by his indifferent attitude, a little lowered his head and stopped talking.
"You..." Yu Zihuan entered the house and turned his back to Yu Zhile and didn't turn his head. After a pause, he didn't know how to speak. "When did you come back?"
"Just now, I slid at the bedroom door, and then it was this time." Yu Zhile realized that Yu Zihuan should have complained about her sudden disappearance, and couldn't help but be careful in his tone, "Well, can you tell me now What year is it..."
Yu Zhile didn't finish speaking, a flower was in front of him, and Yu Zihuan, who turned around abruptly, embraced him.
She was instantly surrounded by the smell of soap and grass on Yu Zihuan's body. In her ears was the violent heartbeat of his drumming, and behind his neck was his warm but rapid breathing.
"Do you know how long you have disappeared? I searched everywhere, I thought I did something wrong, I thought you abandoned me." Yu Zihuan's voice is much lower and thicker than when he was fourteen or five. , Is no longer the young and thin voice, but the fragility and anxiety in the words make Yu Zhile feel distressed.
Yu Zhile tentatively raised his hand and hugged Yu Zihuan, and found that her thick and solid spine was a little difficult for her to ring, and she was no longer slenderer than the little girl before.
Yu Zihuan stiffened because of her move, and then he hugged her into his arms even harder, sighing deeply, seemingly contented and seemingly relieved, and a voice full of magnetism sounded in Yu Zhile's ears. Forget it, it doesn’t matter. It’s fine when you come back, nothing else matters."