"You're finally back! Why is the hand still hurting? Before he reached the door of the building, Wu Yao ran down from the stairs in slippers, and saw that Zhao Lei and I were wrapped in gauze, and he quickly took over the suitcase from Zhao Lei's hands.

"Let's talk about it when you have time, it's too tiring to go all the way." Being stared at by Wu Yao was uncomfortable, I quickly retracted my hand behind me, and when I was holding Zhao Lei's hand upstairs, I remembered what I had said to Wu Yao, and...

"I'm so tired!" I found an excuse to retract my arm so that the situation was no longer embarrassing, but Zhao Lei pulled my hand back, and even reached behind and hugged my waist. "I'll rub it for you when I'm upstairs."

Wu Yao followed without saying a word, and when I passed the corner of the stairs, I glanced at him, his head hanging down kept his eyes shifting to the place where there was no us, and the arm carrying the suitcase was also crushed to the point of bloodlessness...

After entering the door, Wu Yao pulled me into the room as soon as he put down his luggage, and after making sure that Zhao Lei was not eavesdropping outside the door, he began to question me, "What's the matter?" Why did you go to Guangzhou and hurt your hand? He said in a low voice.

"It's a long time, and I won't be able to explain it for a while, so I'll tell you in the evening." Considering that Zhao Lei was still outside, it was not appropriate to leave him there alone, and when I walked to the door to prepare the door, my hand was pulled back by Wu Yao.

His unrelenting posture seemed to be about to break the casserole and ask to the end, "Did you tell Zhao Lei?" Why do you two look the same as before? Just now, he was..."Wu Yao pointed to the door and complained, and in the end, he quickly closed his mouth, frowning, compared to eating the vinegar of the two of us.

Things were moving so fast, so fast that I didn't expect. At that time, I promised Wu Yao to make it clear to Zhao Lei, but now that I have moved my heart, how can I open my mouth? That's how it ended, and I poured cold water on his heart again.

"I like him and I want to be with him. He's got nothing left for me, and I can't push him away at this point anymore," I explained, "I'm sorry, you're still... Don't dwell on me anymore..."I opened the door and walked out, Wu Yao didn't follow immediately, he was still in the room digesting what I told him.

The old things and new things in my heart are squeezed a lot, and I only feel physically and mentally exhausted with every step. But since he has chosen to go down, he can't say that he is tired, and before he walks to the living room to see Zhao Lei, he has to show a happy face again.

Wu Yao's silence in the afternoon made the atmosphere awkward, Zhao Lei didn't know what was going on, so he asked me again and again, I didn't tell him, first, I thought that there would be no conflict between the two of them when they met in the future, and second, I felt that the situation would become more unbearable.

Watching TV and playing with mobile phones, life is back to the way it used to be. The injury on the hand does not affect the movement of the fingers, and browsing the web and shopping on Taobao has become our way to pass the boring time in the afternoon.

It was dark early in the north, and the temperature dropped quickly, and after receiving a call from his roommate in the bedroom to go out to eat hot pot, Zhao Lei also lifted his butt off the sofa. "Let's go, Rui Rui, let's go together?"

When he heard the word "Rui Rui", Wu Yao raised his head suddenly, and after glancing at me and Zhao Lei, he also turned around and walked to the kitchen. The sound of slippers pulling the floor was Wu Yao's mood at this time, boring and dying.

What will Wu Yao do after I leave? Hugging your head and crying? Or simply pull me back and give me a hot kiss before I head out the door? Or maybe it's a night out? All kinds of bloody plots are like movies in my mind, and after thinking about it, it's better for me to stay.

"Forget it, you go, it's time to get together with your friends, I still have to pack my things, and I have a lot of things to do tomorrow." I excused myself.

Zhao Lei glanced at Wu Yao's back, and seemed to understand what I meant, "Okay, call me if you have something, if it's okay, I'll see you tomorrow!" The smile was no longer as happy as it was just now, there was more reluctance, and there was a little more doubt.

"Okay!" I stood up and sent him to the door, because it was a dinner party, and it was not convenient to bring the suitcase, so I asked him to leave the suitcase with me and wait for it to be picked up later.

When he went out, he gave me a kiss, very soft, very fast, just a touch of it, the warmth was fleeting, but what was left was as sweet as honey. "I'm leaving."

We have been "inseparable" for a long time, and for such a long time, a trace of stickiness has grown between us, sticking tightly between us, and we can feel the pain of tearing after a while.

I watched at the door for a long time, and I closed the door until I couldn't hear Zhao Lei's footsteps. But when I turned my head, Wu Yao's gloomy face swept away my good mood just now.

He put his hands on the sides of his trouser pockets and tilted his head slightly, "Tell me, what's the matter with the injury on your hand?" ”

The heart that was still hanging just now landed smoothly, but fortunately he didn't ask "Why are you with him?" "What do you like about him?" "Why change your mind?" This kind of problem. Compared to these questions, "How's the injury?" Such concerns are also heartwarming.

I returned to the sofa and fell on the sofa, my head just fell on the place where Zhao Lei sat just now, and I could vaguely smell the perfume on his body.

"I'm tired... I'm really tired of the past few days in Guangzhou, and now I don't know how I survived at that time..."I sighed and said, when I closed my eyes, I didn't want to lift my eyelids anymore, so I just closed my eyes and talked to Wu Yao.

The sound of his footsteps approaching, and a gust of wind blew in front of me, and I smelled pity in them. As he sat down, I could feel the couch sink and my head shifted toward him, as if drawn to a black hole.

"Say it, I'll listen." He put his hand on my shoulder to gently relieve the pressure for me, and a few fingers made my brain empty for a long time before he opened his mouth.

"His family didn't agree with us being together," Wu Yao stopped his movements as soon as I said the first sentence, and within two seconds he continued to massage me, but the force was much smaller than just now.

What is such a reaction? Isn't it normal for his family to oppose us? Is such a pause of his surprise at the matter? Or what?

In the next twenty minutes, I told Wu Yao everything that had happened in the past few days. Including the incident where Zhao Lei hugged me and cried at the end, "That's right, my flower." "Speaking of which, I remembered that I had taken a potted plant when I left.

When I got on the plane, I needed to pack it, so I wrapped it in plastic wrap and a cardboard box and put it in my suitcase. I forgot to take it out when I got off the plane, and I don't know what happened to the potted plant now.

"Isn't it dead? Why are you still holding it? Listening to what happened to us in the past few days, Wu Yao's eyes moistened, and he asked in a trembling voice as I got up to take the potted plants out of the suitcase.

Indeed, this potted plant has no life, it is wrapped in plastic wrap with three layers inside and three layers outside, and the original green of the plant cannot be seen at all, and it feels like a handful of loess in the palm of the hand. The last wisp of aroma is gone...

"Not necessarily, take care of it, maybe you will live that day." After tidying up the cracked clods in the pot, I laid it on the windowsill, the moonlight on the dry leaves, waiting for the day when it would sprout again.

Wu Yao hugged me from behind, buried his head in my neck and took a deep breath. The wetness of my face, which was not yet dry, also touched my face, and I only felt a little wet. "Don't do that, we're friends."

I nudged him, but he held his hands tighter, and in the silence, I could hear his breathing clearly, "Just once, just once, I promise, after tonight, I will never interfere with your life again." ”

The fingers on his arm only felt hot, as if he was in danger of being burned if he continued to touch it. I retracted my hand and was just hugged by him, feeling his heartbeat much slower than Zhao Lei's, and smelling his more mature smell in the air.

"How long has it been since we've hugged like this?" Looking at the night sky outside the window, Wu Yao asked.

It's not too late, it's just more than eight o'clock in the evening, standing upstairs and looking down at the prosperity below, I always feel a little awkward, but I can look up at the sky again, look at the light of the stars, and feel comfortable.

His words urged my brain to look for memories of the past, a year? Two years? It seems that such a hug has really passed for a long time, and for so many years, it has been Ouyang Ze who has taken such a position, and I only feel a little sad when I think about it.

"It's been a long time, I didn't expect time to pass so quickly... I remember that we were only in our early 20s at the time, and we were one or two years younger than Zhao Lei. I shifted my hand to my face, feeling the marks that the years had left on my face.

Wu Yao twisted his head and leaned closer. "Promise me that I must be happy with Zhao Lei in the future and not be hurt again."

"I'm sorry, I don't know what the future holds... I can't promise you. I replied.

He was speechless, and only opened his mouth after a while, "In the future, there will be a place for me in your life, and we can always know each other in the future." When he said the word "know", he specially strengthened his tone, as if he was deliberately reminding something.

"Yes, you're my last friend, and we'll always be friends in the future."

That night, we hugged each other for the last time and slept together. He didn't do anything out of the ordinary except hugging, and in my sleep, I could feel his arms holding me tighter.

When I woke up the next day, Wu Yao was no longer by my side...