Yu Zhile hurriedly wiped a few handfuls of tears, but he still spoke in a thick nasal voice, "I'm just tired of walking, rest here for a while, you don't have to worry about me." ”

Yan Yuanqing stood in place for a while, didn't make a big move to turn on the lights in the corridor, walked to Yu Zhile's side in the dark and squatted down.

Yu Zhile tilted his head, "Say leave me alone." ”

"I don't care about you, can't I squat here for a while? Aren't you squatting here, too? Yan Yuanqing blatantly played a scoundrel.

Yu Zhile was speechless, so he simply ignored him and continued to bury his head between his knees.

"Why do you think some people are so gossipy? Will they be promoted or will they be able to make a fortune? Harming others is not good for oneself. Yu Zhile saw that Yan Yuanqing didn't go away or make a sound, and felt that he either didn't know about her and Yu Zilian, or he didn't care about their rumors, so he wanted to find resonance, who knew that she hadn't heard a response for a long time, she couldn't help but raise her head to look at Yan Yuanqing.

"Are you talking to me?" Yan Yuanqing looked back in surprise, "I thought we were two mushrooms growing in the corner of the wall, and we couldn't speak." ”

Yu Zhile pulled the corners of his mouth speechlessly, he really couldn't laugh, but he didn't have the interest to cry, "It's not funny at all." ”

Yan Yuanqing himself laughed, and after laughing, he said: "The lives of those uncles and aunts are so boring that they can fade out of the birds, their grandchildren are not sensible, and their children are too lazy to talk to them. ”

"Then they can't base their happiness on other people's suffering, and besides, are they entertainment? That's malicious slander! Yu Zhile couldn't imagine that Yan Yuanqing was actually the same as those people, he was furious, and he stood up and scolded, "Other people's affairs are about their, they don't know anything, they just talk nonsense!" You have to force others to die to be willing, don't you? ”

"Don't stop, keep scolding."

Yu Zhile yelled with a stream of evil fire, a little out of breath, Yan Yuanqing stepped forward and patted her on the back when he saw this, and then helped her continue to scold: "A group of damn right and wrong essences, their brains are filled with shit, and what comes out of their mouths is also shit, and they have no ability to distinguish right from wrong at all, one person can drive a group of people to spray together, it is simply a natural wonder." You can bear it enough, if they were said by others, they would have torn their faces a long time ago. ”

Yu Zhile looked at him dumbfounded, and for a moment he couldn't figure out whether he was comforting himself or venting his personal anger.

Yan Yuanqing smiled again after scolding, "Do you feel better?" ”

"Have you ever been rumored before?"

Yan Yuanqing shrugged his shoulders and said: "It's not as strict as yours, it's that the seven aunts and eight aunts said behind their backs that they are white-eyed wolves, have no conscience, and so on, what they said is called a person who is conclusive, and obviously can't see two sides in a year." ”

"I don't care if that's the case." After Yu Zhile finished venting, he felt that all the strength in his body was drained, leaned against the wall and said, "Do you know what they say about me and Xiaolian? ”

"Yes."

"What did Grandpa Wang tell you?"

"That's not it, I've heard from a few aunts. My grandfather didn't believe it at all, and tried to stop them. ”

"Grandpa Wang is still sensible, how can so many people believe such blind rumors?"

"Actually, I'm kind of convinced." Yan Yuanqing said very seriously.

Yu Zhile glared at him in surprise, "Do you believe it?" ”

"Hmm." Yan Yuanqing looked at her calmly, and there was no trace of joking in his expression, "I believe you are not a lover/child/fetish, but I can't be sure if Yu Zihuan has other thoughts about you." ”

"What are you kidding?" Yu Zhile sneered, disdainful of Yan Yuanqing's statement, "How old is Xiao Lian?" There are so many little girls of the same age around him, don't you want to put the little cabbage in the water, can you look at me? ”

Yan Yuanqing raised his eyebrows noncommittally, suddenly high-fived, and laughed, "I'll just say that, you still take it seriously." ”

Yu Zhile glanced at him angrily, waved his hand as saying goodbye to him, walked to the stairs and thought about it, but turned around and said, "Thank you for comforting me." ”

"I've been your boyfriend for a few minutes, and this little thing is not enough to worry about."

Yan Yuanqing's skinless and faceless answer made Yu Zhile shake her head, but when she turned around, the corners of her mouth unconsciously brought a slight smile.

Yu Zhile was in a relaxed mood because of Yan Yuanqing's gags, and when he returned home and faced the empty room alone, he couldn't help but think about it.

The first problem that weighed on her head was the financial resources in the future, she lost her job in the supermarket, and she didn't know if she could find a job nearby, so she was sitting on empty food until the next book was published. She sat on the sofa for a while, feeling that it was a little unreliable to just think out of thin air, so she found a pen and paper to calculate the account.

Her previous manuscript fee plus the money left by Yu Zilian's grandmother totaled a little more than 70,000 yuan, of which at least 40,000 yuan should be left untouched, leaving Yu Zihuan for college tuition, and the rest of the money Even if she writes slowly, it is not a problem to support the expenses for a year and a half.

Looking at the numbers and uses listed on the paper, Yu Zhile's heart was a lot lighter, and seeing that it was written in detail and in good order, he decided to simply write a memo, and noted the account password of her station and the matters to be contacted by the editor on the side, and wanted to write some plans for the future of his career to urge himself When the paper ran out, he got up and went to the bedroom desk to get the paper, and the half-written memo was left on the coffee table.

When he came out of the bedroom, Yu Zhile's feet slipped and he almost fell at the door, but he held on to the door frame to stand firmly.

At this moment, the lights in the living room and bedroom suddenly went out.

The sudden darkness enveloped Yu Zhile, and she slowly stood up straight, so stiff that she even struggled to lift her feet.

It's silent, and it's scary.

Yu Zhile realized what was happening in a trance, but still held on to the faint hope that it would only be a power outage. She reached out and pressed the switch of the light in the living room, and the incandescent light lit up with a "z".

The lights illuminated the furnishings in the living room, the same sofa, the same coffee table, and the placement of all the objects was not much different from before she entered the bedroom, but there was an indescribable atmosphere of defeat and decay, as if the destruction of years of time was superimposed in just a few tens of seconds.

Yu Zhile didn't dare to come out, plucked up the courage to walk to the coffee table, and sure enough, he didn't see the piece of paper she left before.

She crossed again.

Looking at the situation in the house, it should be worn backwards, but I don't know what year it was worn.

Yu Zhile rummaged around, but didn't see anything that could confirm the time.

However, although the furnishings in the house have not changed much, it looks like no one has lived here for a long time, and I don't know how old Yu Zihuan is now, is he in college? Or have you already married and had children? Shouldn't you have already hugged your grandson?

Thinking that Yu Zilian had grown up in the years that she had crossed because of a slippery fall, Yu Zhile, who crossed by surprise, was still a little sad, I don't know how he would react when she appeared in front of Yu Zihuan again? Because she came back and cried with joy? Or is it because she disappeared silently and scolded?

Or perhaps, living a happy life, I don't remember or care who she is.

Although the last situation is what Yu Zhile wants Yu Zile to do after she disappears, if he really forgets her, and when they meet again, he will be cold and rusty, and it will make Yu Zhile sad to think about it.

Thinking about it this way, Yu Zhile felt that it was also a choice not to go to Yu Zilian, so let her memory stay at the best relationship between the two, and she would not be sad to recall it in the future.

There was a sound of the key turning outside the door, and Yu Zhile's wandering soul was called back, and when the door opened, she just turned her head to look over, and met the sight of the visitor.

The man standing in the doorway looked to be in his twenties, tall and straight, wearing a navy blue suit, which lined his face like a crown of jade and his eyes like stars. He leaned on the door frame and bent his waist slightly to pull out the key, but when he looked at Yu Zhile, the whole person froze.

Yu Zhile recognized him as Yu Zilian, all the previous assumptions were thrown behind, he grinned a big face, jumped in front of him in a few steps, couldn't help but look up and down curiously, there were many things he wanted to say and ask, but he didn't know what Yu Zilian, who grew up, thought of her, and he didn't know where to start, so he just played hard, "Xiao Lian has grown up." ”

Yu Zihuan looked at her as if he didn't know her, he was stunned for a moment and withdrew his gaze to look at Yu Zhile, put the key □□ from the keyhole and put it in his pocket, and took the door with him.

Yu Zhile was hit by his cold attitude, and lowered his head a little to no longer speak.

"You ......" Yu Zilian didn't look back after entering the room with his back to Yu Zhile, and paused as if he didn't know how to speak, "When did you come back?" ”

"Just now, I slid on the bedroom door, and then it's this point in time." Yu Zhile noticed that Yu Zilian should have complained about her sudden disappearance, and couldn't help but be careful in his tone, "That, can I tell sù what year I am now......

Yu Zhile didn't finish speaking, and there was a flower in front of him, and Yu Zilian, who turned around suddenly, was embraced into his arms.

She was instantly surrounded by the smell of soap and grass mixed with the smell of soap and grass on Yu Zilian's body, her ears were the sound of his heartbeat as violently beating as a drum, and behind her neck was his warm but rapid breathing.

"Do you know how long you've been gone? I searched everywhere and I thought I was doing something wrong, I thought you had abandoned me. Yu Zilian's voice was much lower and mellower than when he was fourteen or fifteen years old, and it was no longer the immature and thin voice of a teenager, but the fragility and uneasiness in his words made Yu Zhile feel more distressed.

Yu Zhile tentatively raised his hand and hugged Yu Zilian, and found that his broad and solid back was a little difficult for her to wrap up, and it was no longer the slender figure of a little girl like before.

Yu Zilian's body stiffened because of her move, and then hugged her into his arms harder, sighing deeply as if satisfied and relieved, and a magnetic voice sounded in Yu Zhile's ears in a deep voice, "Forget it, it's not important." It's good that you're back, nothing else matters. ”