Text: Episode 15

1.

Because of the traffic jam, it took me nearly forty minutes to get to the hospital.

It wasn't hot, but I was already sweating profusely.

Just forty minutes ago, Lao Tao stopped breathing without warning.

2.

20:43。

An hour ago, it began to rain again, the temperature dropped sharply, and I spoke with a haze, a feeling of late autumn. It's as if time has been stolen.

"Lao Tao is gone."

"What?"

Cao Chengrui did not answer Li Ling.

He sat on the steps in front of a small supermarket on Qingming Road and Toudao Street. The lights of passing vehicles jumped on the waterlogged ground.

"Don't scare me! You're talking! ”

3.

I don't know what the raindrops are beating on outside the window.

Yang Xinyue turned over and leaned her face against my chest, snorting on her body.

"Cold, huh? I'm going to close the window. ”

"Don't. I like to listen to the sound of the night rain. ”

I hugged her and could feel her shivering, her limp chest pressing against my right arm.

"It can't be a fever, right?"

Raise your hand and place it on her forehead.

She shook her head and said, "I'm scared. ”

I hugged her.

"Aren't you afraid?" She asked me.

"There's nothing to be afraid of, everything is just as it happens."

She hugged me tightly and let out a soft "um".

"It's all a matter of time."

"Your friend just died, so let's not be like this, okay?"

"He won't blame me." Lao Tao won't blame me, I don't think Jiang Hong should blame me even if he knew.

She was silent for a long time and then leaned over and kissed me softly on the lips.

"I know you say you're not afraid, but you don't think so."

This time I was silent, silent.

Everything is a coincidence.

"After Xiaoxiao is gone, I can always dream of her." Yang Xinyue said lightly: "I hope not tonight." ”

"Dreaming of her?"

"Yes, we have a good relationship."

4.

The road in front of us is getting more and more rugged and precipitous.

It was pitch black on both sides, and the light of the flashlight was only enough to see the steps up the hill under your feet.

Yang Xinyue cautiously climbed the stairs while thinking about what Dai Yuhang said on the way here.

"To use the old Chinese saying, there are generally only four types of women in this world: those who can go up to the hall and the kitchen; Those who can go down to the kitchen but can't go to the hall; Those who can go up to the hall but can't go down to the kitchen; I can't get out of the kitchen or the hall. ”

Li Xinhui raised her hand and gestured to slap Dai Yuhang's mouth, and said: "You are a typical machismo!" Disrespect for women! ”

"Hey, don't fight! Listen to me! Dai Yuhang shrunk his neck and continued: "The hall refers to the external 'beauty' such as beauty, independence, intelligence, rationality, knowledge, etc., and the kitchen refers to the internal 'beauty' of life skills, common sense, emotional intelligence, perception, etc." ”

"Huh? So what kind of category do the three of us belong to? Li Xinhui put down her hand, picked up the snack bag on the small table, and while eating, she motioned to Yang Xinyue, who was sitting next to her, and Zhao Wenxiao, who was 3A, to listen to Dai Yuhang together.

"Come on! Please start your show! Yu Yang, who was sitting on the 3rd floor, clapped his hands and looked at Dai Yuhang.

"Well...... this"

"Say it quickly."

"Zhao Wenxiao must be able to go up to the hall and down to the kitchen, can play the piano, cook and cook, and study well, full of common sense in life, and looks beautiful."

"Go on."

"July belongs to the hall but not the kitchen! He looks good, but he can't cook or cook, and his life skills are almost zero, so it's good to be able to take care of himself. ”

"You say I'm a vase?!"

"Don't interrupt! So what do you think of me? ”

"You?" Dai Yuhang sniffed and said, "You can't get off the kitchen or the hall, you can't eat one top ten." ”

"Get out of here!"

A few people burst into laughter.

Five people met to climb Mount Hua at night during the holiday.

They just laughed all the way and made a fuss from Xi'an to Huashan.

"My student ID card seems to have been left in the hotel!" Li Xinhui flipped through her backpack.

"Wow, it's good that you didn't fall in Xi'an." Dai Yuhang said with a grin.

"Wow, it's good that you didn't fall in the pines." Yu Yang also coaxed.

Zhao Wenxiao grabbed Li Xinhui's arm: "Don't make trouble!" You two don't bother! Then he said softly to Li Xinhui: "It's okay, it's a big deal, we don't enjoy the preferential price." ”

5.

Yang Xinyue's whole person fell into boundless darkness.

The wind is howling.

There was no one in front of or behind the trail, only herself. The light of the flashlight grew fainter and fainter, and after spitting out the last rays of light, he died.

She couldn't scream.

"You hate me?"

Someone whispered behind him.

"Is it jealousy?"

Yang Xinyue shook her head.

"You didn't think I'd die, did you?"

6.

5:44。

Yang Xinyue, who was lying next to Cao Chengrui, was babbling a lot, and she couldn't hear what she was talking about.

There was no sunlight outside the window, and it was still gloomy.

Cao Chengrui, who hadn't slept all night, was upset by her incantation-like voice, and the cold sweat oozing from her back stuck to the sheets.

He quietly got up and walked to the bathroom, turned on the faucet and washed his face.

Cao Chengrui wiped the water from his face and looked at the mirror with his eyes, Yang Xinyue didn't know when he was standing behind him silently.

"Surprise me!"

"You're awake."

"Hmm."

Yang Xinyue was naked, her long hair hanging down on her chest.

"I'm having a nightmare."

"Dreaming of her?" Cao Chengrui asked tentatively.

Yang Xinyue nodded and said, "She seems to be very angry with me. ”

Cao Chengrui thought about it for a while, he couldn't understand what was going on between them, so he said: "I think about it day and night. ”

"I was a little happy when I first learned about her death." Yang Xinyue said calmly: "It's like how ordinary people feel when they hear the news of the death of the richest man - there is no sadness, but a little happy." ”

"It's normal to have no special feelings, but it's a bit disrespectful to the dead if you're happy."

"If China's richest man dies one day, at least 100 million people will be happy, right? Whether it's because of the hatred of the rich or for some other reason, there will always be people who applaud. Yang Xinyue hugged Cao Chengrui, and her tender body was close to his chest.

Cao Chengrui didn't know what was good for a while, he never thought about this problem.

"She's like the richest man in the world." Yang Xinyue rested her chin on Cao Chengrui's shoulder and continued, "I'm like a civilian. ”

"I can understand." Cao Chengrui smiled.

7.

"Your friend's death was an accident." Yang Xinyue and Cao Chengrui snuggled up in the quilt.

The sound of the wind is accompanied by the sound of rain.

"Like your friend's death, it was an accident." Cao Chengrui said.

Yang Xinyue stared at her hand: "Is this a one-night stand for us?" ”

"Count."

"Have you ever thought about what kind of woman you want to marry?" Yang Xinyue asked suddenly.

Cao Chengrui frowned and tried to remember his former girlfriends, who were so blurry in his memory that they were unrecognizable.

In the end, he thought of Li Ling.

"Didn't think about it." He replied with a shake of his head.

"I often think about what kind of person I will marry, what kind of house I will live in, and whether I will have a boy or a girl." Yang Xinyue said with a yearning face: "I will still think about the scene of taking my own children." ”

"You're still young." Cao Chengrui's fingers moved on Yang Xinyue's back.

"Well, I'm twelve years younger than you."

"I'm young, too."

8.

For the whole day after Tao Qiwu left, I was in bed with Yang Xinyue.

Watching her eat fried chicken, I only drank beer, watching her talk on the phone, I turned off my phone.

I don't know why, I just don't want to move, and I don't want to hear Li Ling's voice.

But that's not the way to go. An ostrich can't bury its head in the soil forever, it needs to eat, it needs water, it needs fresh air.

I was finally seduced by the smell of fried chicken and nibbled on a beer.

turned on the phone, and more than a dozen messages from Li Ling.

The last message reads: Where have you been?

9.

15:22。

Just like ordinary couples, Cao Chengrui and Yang Xinyue walked out of the hotel hand in hand.

The sky was overcast.

"Phone call?"

"Well, phone call."

"You'll be connected, right?" Yang Xinyue stood at the door of the bedroom and looked at Cao Chengrui.

"Of course."

Cao Chengrui watched Yang Xinyue walk into the dormitory building.

For a moment he seemed to remember something, and then he seemed to have forgotten something.

10.

"Where were you yesterday?" Li Ling glared and shouted, "Phone turned off? Do you know how worried I am about you? ”

Cao Chengrui felt that this sentence was familiar.

"I'm worried about you too, and you didn't answer my phone either."

"Ridiculous! Are you angry with me? Are you a child? Li Ling couldn't cry or laugh: "And you know that Tao Qiwu is dead!" ”

Cao Chengrui took off his glasses with his left hand and wiped his face with his right hand: "Of course I know, it was within a few hours before and after you asked him to jump." ”

"Who will jump off the building?" Li Ling's whole body was shaking because she was angry.

"Tao Qiwu." Cao Chengrui said calmly.

"Are you crazy?" Li Ling hugged her arms and took a deep breath and said, "That's a character in a novel!" The plot is fictional! ”

"Fiction? Where a lot of plots and stories are what he has experienced! ”

"What did you say?" Li Ling frowned slightly.

"I don't write all the novels alone...... Cao Chengrui said while sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed: "Eighty percent of them were written by Tao Qiqi. ”

Li Ling's expression was not surprised, but said with a smile: "Actually, you don't want Tao Qiwu to live, right?" You said it! So in the novel, you deliberately guided Tao Qiwu to go crazy. ”

"We're all crazy!" Cao Chengrui laughed twice and said: "The interesting thing about writing is that it can decide the life and death of the characters. But as you said, the characters and plots in the novel are fictional, not real. I can't write that the president of the United States is dead, and he is really dead, right? So what do you need weapons for? A pen can unify the world. ”

Li Ling didn't know why she suddenly laughed, and only said after a while: "A pen can indeed unify the world, and it can also write three thousand beauties in the harem." ”

"I'm not kidding you."

"I'm not kidding you!" Li Ling's laughter stopped abruptly.

Cao Chengrui sighed and said, "I don't want to quarrel with you." ”

After these words, for the next ten minutes, the two of them did not speak again, each thinking about their own thoughts.

11.

What kind of girl you like, or what kind of daughter-in-law you want to find in the future.

Almost every man has thought about such a question.

Since the age of thirteen or fourteen, I began to think about the opposite sex.

I'm no exception.

When I found out that my nephew was already 12 years old, I really started to worry that I was going to be caught up by the next generation, and that my child would be more than a whole cycle away from his cousin.

The other half I want doesn't need to be too pretty, or I wouldn't be at ease. But she has to be endearing. She wants to be gentle and kind, and she can melt my irritability with warmth. You must also be knowledgeable and persistent in love. Last but not least, I must feel free when I am with her, and my whole body and mind must be relaxed.

It's a very reassuring feeling.

He almost burst out laughing when I told Tao Qiwu about this, and finally patted me on the shoulder and said, "If you say that these conditions are met, I will ask her if she has any sisters to introduce to me." ”

12.

Cao Chengrui thought about it and looked at Li Ling who was sitting beside him.

I always mention time.

Because time does matter.

Text: Episode 15 -End-