Honeymoon Salad (3) Liu Huaisha Author: Shukhov

"Anyway, let's go in first, I've been waiting for you for a long time! The ass is sitting until it is numb! She picked up the duffel bag in one hand and turned to the door, and most people who didn't know her would think she was the owner.

"-I refuse!" Our relationship is not at all familiar enough to be visited at night, and is it really the kind of occasion to raise a glass to celebrate after a long absence? But Jia Ming couldn't think of a stronger reason for a while, "I entered a single man's room so late"

"Huh? Yes! Feel relieved! I wasn't expecting anything like that! ”

Reassure me? Men are usually expected to expect that, right?

"Open the door!"

"Oh~~~~ Your room is quite refreshing," Liu Huaisha put down the travel bag next to the bookshelf, stretched his arms and turned around in the room, "It's ventilated and dust-free, right, there are no mosquitoes in summer?" In fact, you live on the top floor just to be lazy! See what you should do if you have a power outage, you can't climb to death! ”

Jiaming loosened his tie, "-Hey, how did you come to Jianghai?" ”

Liu Huaisha had already opened Jiaming's refrigerator unceremoniously, holding a can of blue ribbon in his hand, "How did you come?" Intercity Express! The current train is very well repaired, and this is not a river and sea, at most it is a satellite city! ”

"Tsk, I'm not asking you this."

Liu Huaisha rummaged around in the refrigerator, "You only have beer here?" "It seems that he is still very unwilling.

This woman is like this, every time she asks the core place, she will be full of nonsense, Jia Ming snatched the beer can, "Don't divert the topic, answer my question!" And don't look for a drink as soon as you enter the door! ”

"Oh." She looked frightened by her bad attitude, stunned for a moment and quickly snatched it back, "snapped" open, "I"

She took a comfortable sip, "I want to be—"

"-- What about the novelist."

Novelist? Publish a book? Hadu is seven old and eight old, and he is still talking this kind of dream talk

"Oh." Jiaming changed his shirt and hung it behind the bedroom door.

"Forget it! It doesn't matter what you think, I don't care! ”

"I didn't say anything, okay."

"You don't have to say that I know!" Liu Huaisha walked over and stared at Jiaming's eyes, and his fingers lightly tapped a little on his unnaturally sideways face, "It's all written on your face." ”

She stared at him, should her expression call it relief or something, a smile of teasing? "Jiaming, you are still exactly the same as before"

This is exactly how Gu Jiaming and Liu Huaisha got along in middle school, she always leaned over from the side, so that he couldn't resist, and then stretched out her finger and poked his face mischievously. He was a year younger than her at the time, and he was blushing, restless, and dazed at first, and then gradually getting used to it. When no one is around, it is easy for the two of them to have that kind of meaning when they get together, exactly like now, whether it is leaning together in an intimate gesture, staring at each other, or her teasing expression

"--In that case, then I'm honest, you're welcome, how old are you, Sister Huaisha? I'm 26, so you're 27 and 28 this year? ”

"27 is not full yet"

"It's all this age! Dare to be so afraid of losing face and keep saying what dreams are not dreams! ”

"I'm sorry, I don't feel ashamed at all!"

"That's your excuse, isn't it?! People who don't do what they should do and don't take anything seriously! ”

"That's not it!"

"You came here while being taken care of by your parents while pretending to be great, right? People like you just can't grow up! ”

"I don't care what you say," Liu Huaisha returned the beer can to Jia Ming, "I don't expect you to understand me." ”

She walked to the door and put on her shoes indifferently, "I have no way back"

Didn't hesitate to go out without looking back.

Click, the lock is in place, and she's gone.

It's been like this before.,When you're with her, you forget the important things you want to ask.,Important words always forget to say that when you meet each other, you should ask about the current situation.,Friendly and polite The reunion after ten years is only a few minutes in the end.

Now Jiaming didn't know what to do, so he put the beer can she returned to his mouth, and was about to drink-

- Smack! The door was opened vigorously.

"I have nowhere to go!!!" Liu Huaisha's face flushed.

"I'll come to you directly from everyone I know at the hotel!" Why is the begging party louder than the begging, "I know, but let me excuse me"

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"I'm 27 and still talking stupid things, I know that!"

"But 28, 29, 30"

"The older you go, the more you can't really do anything!"

"It's not going to be a big deal!"

"Whether it is dead or alive, life is meaningless, just live like this"

"At the very least, struggle a little! Well, I think so! ”

The two of them sat on the floor together, their backs against the bed, and there were already seven or eight empty jars on the ground, Liu Huaisha took off his turban, let his waist-length hair fall apart, and muttered to himself while drinking; Jia Ming opened a can, and he made a show, but he couldn't get drunk with her.

"Then why did you come to me again?"

"Huh? Hee-hee-hee~~"

"I haven't been in touch for more than ten years." Jiaming tried to keep his voice as steady as possible.

"I'm not here to seduce you right now!"

"I'm here to have a break!"

“?”

"Because I'm running out of time"

If she fell asleep after saying this, it was indeed too exaggerated, but it was almost like a dazed head on her knees, and she didn't care about the sky falling apart, Jiaming put down the beer in her hand that had not moved a few sips, tore the empty can that was still clutched tightly from her hand, and bent down to pick her up.

Liu Huaisha leaned on Jia Ming's arms, maybe she was really asleep, and a completely defenseless posture appeared in front of him, but

It's really light

Liu Huaisha, who is very tall among girls of the same age, was taller than Jiaming in junior high school, and now he is only half a piece of tofu behind, but the feeling of holding it in his hand is much lighter than he expected. In the past, she was more active, always strangled Jiaming's neck on his back, whether it was weight or impression, she always gave Jiaming a very tossed feeling.

I know what you're thinking, that determination to "do something", I know, you want to do it on your own, but

I can't say anything

Is it her who has changed? Or me?

Jiaming gently put Liu Huaisha on the bed, with today's temperature, her clothes are really thin, the opening of the blouse reveals the thin collarbones on both sides and a piece of greasy white, Jiaming spread out the quilt to cover her tightly, but she turned sideways, stretched out the quilt with her feet, chewed two mouthfuls vaguely, and never moved again.

Jiaming found a spare blanket, sat down against the wall, and closed his eyes

The night passed, and in the early morning, the distant sky slightly revealed the whiteness of the fish's belly.

Today is not the weekend, Jiaming opened her eyes, the bed was in a mess, she was gone, and the travel bag was not there.

Not even leaving a note is really like her usual style.

Habitually turning on the TV, it was not yet 7 o'clock, and Jiaming slowly cleaned up the room, mainly the beer cans scattered on the ground last night, as well as the bookshelves that she had turned over

Where is she going to live in Jianghai from today onwards? What will I do next? Do you have enough money?

While washing his face, questions like these swirled in his mind. There was a soft knock outside the door.

Could it be that she is back? At least last night she blushed and said, "I have nowhere to go," which didn't look like a fake. After waiting for a long time and no follow-up, he couldn't help but walk over and open the door to look left and right, and he didn't realize that he was still holding a face towel in his hand.

The hallway was empty.

The action of the door lock handle is a little abnormal, not as flexible as usual, Jiaming walked out of the door, and there was a big paper bag hanging outside the door, inside was the suit he wore when he went out yesterday, and the mouth of the bag was pasted with a hand-cut square piece of paper with double-sided stickers: Gu Jiaming received

It's her.