The two arrived at Cheng Qingyu's grandmother's hometown in the evening.

Quiet and quaint little village, crisscrossed by ravines in the fields, with the occasional cow or two grazing or half-napping. Wu Wei likes such a poetic countryside the most, but unfortunately the most important thing at the moment is to find Cheng Qingyu, and she doesn't have the elegance of appreciation.

Cheng Qingyu's grandmother's house was at the end of the village, and the two of them still needed to walk through a long alley, at that time the sky was slightly dark, probably hearing a strange sound, the nursing dogs of each family began to howl one deep and one shallow, Wu Wei looked at the somewhat quiet alley, and looked a little scared.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Ying Liang looked at the timidity on her face and comforted her softly.

Wu Wei's heart was inexplicably empty.

It was a little darker, and the cobblestone path under her feet made Wu Wei stumble, and she didn't dare to speak up, for fear that Ying Liang would think she was burdensome.

"Take my hand." It's amazing, every time Wu Wei has some idea, Ying Liang always seems to have some telepathy, behind him is the endless night, and the young man he once expected stood tall in front of her, stretching out his hand gentlemanly. What could be more dreamy than this?

Wu Wei didn't have time to think about anything at all, she obediently held Ying Liang's warm and dry hand, and walked calmly and steadily step by step.

Cheng Qingyu's grandmother's house is a small villa for the second test, the door is painted with classic crimson, and the two golden iron rings look solemn and solemn. The gate was not locked, Ying Liang gently pushed it open, there was no one in the yard, the ground was clean, and it was obviously carefully cleaned by someone.

Ying Liang and Wu Wei tentatively walked into the house, and when they were about to reach the door, a strong smell of smoke came to their nostrils, and Wu Wei subconsciously covered his nose. Ying Liang blocked Wu Wei behind him, poked his head into the house, and the two were startled by the scene in front of them.

Cheng Qingyu curled up on the ground, his black shirt was crumpled, and his chest seemed to have been soaked with some liquid, and there was a large area of very obvious water stains. There were large and small cigarette butts all around, if it weren't for Cheng Qingyu lying on the ground, Wu Wei really thought that he had arrived at a forgotten garbage dump.

Wu Wei walked over and called him softly: "Cheng Qingyu? ”

Cheng Qingyu rolled his eyes lifelessly, he had been lying like this for many days, and it was even a little difficult to turn his head, his eyes that had not seen light for a long time, when he saw Wu Wei, he subconsciously blocked it with his hand.

Wu Wei felt very uncomfortable, how could such a sunny boy become decadent overnight? The great gray in his eyes was like a boat in a storm about to be wiped out.

"Qingyu, it's me, Ying Liang. and Wu Wei. Ying Liang was the first to react, he squatted down and helped Cheng Qingyu up.

Cheng Qingyu glanced at Ying Liang blankly, then turned his head to look at Wu Wei, whose eyes were red, and barely pulled the corners of his mouth to show a smile. Because his lips had been dehydrated for a long time, when he pulled slightly, small beads of scarlet blood would appear, but he still sat on the ground and smiled quietly as if he didn't feel pain.

"Cheng Qingyu, what's wrong with you? Isn't there anything wrong with you? Everyone is looking for you, and they are worried about you, so you can go back with us, okay? Wu Wei took out his water cup from his schoolbag, dipped a little water in a tissue, and gently wiped Cheng Qingyu's chapped lips.

Cheng Qingyu shook his head, as if he had a handful of sand in his mouth, and his voice was dry and hoarse: "I'm fine." What are you crying about, fool, am I not fine? ”

Wu Wei heard him say this, his heart was even more uncomfortable, and the tears he held back fell down: "What's wrong with you?" Do you know that everyone is worried about you? ”

Cheng Qingyu wanted to reach out to help her wipe her tears, but he was afraid that he would stain her white face, so he rubbed his fingertips on her clothes twice and slowly spoke: "My grandmother passed away." The person who is most important to me in the world doesn't want me anymore. ”

Cheng Qingyu's tone was sad, and he hung his head slightly, like a discarded doll.

"Okay Qingyu, you get up from the ground first." Ying Liang's squatting legs were a little numb, he stood up and loosened his waist, turned around and helped Cheng Qingyu on the ground to sit on the stool, thought about it, and said: "Qingyu, grandma died, I know you are very sad, but you disappear without saying a word, it is really worrying." If Wu Wei hadn't found me today, I wouldn't have known you would be here. ”

Cheng Qingyu looked up and smiled apologetically, and said frustratedly: "I know, I know it, but I just can't do it." I couldn't even convince myself to accept that fact. I'm sorry to worry you. ”

The only thing in the world is that the death of a loved one will catch people off guard, and all the truths are understood, but it will still collapse in the middle of the night because of a familiar object, a familiar corner, a coat with the breath of the past, festering into a death, and it will not heal for a long time.

Ying Liang turned his head to look at Wu Wei again, stopped talking, silently took the broom behind the door, and began to clean up the house.

Wu Wei didn't know how to comfort Cheng Qingyu, so he found two packs of noodles, asked the location of the kitchen, and began to prepare a simple dinner. Xu was hungry, a big pot of noodles, and the three of them ate very cleanly. After eating and drinking, Cheng Qingyu, who was physically and mentally exhausted, soon fell into a deep sleep, leaving Ying Liang and Wu Wei, who were not sleepy, and the two moved chairs and sat in the courtyard to quietly enjoy the quiet night sky.

After looking at it for a long time, Ying Liang suddenly turned his head to look at Wu Wei, and said with a smile: "After Qingyu, I may need you to take care of it more." ”

Wu Wei didn't dare to look into his eyes, and said "um" softly, which was considered to be a promise.

"Wu Wei, if Qingyu hadn't disappeared, would you still take the initiative to contact me?" Ying Liang stretched his waist and asked casually.

"I don't know." She rubbed her eyes that were a little swollen, Ying Liang's question, she really didn't know.

He was like a bottle of wine that easily drunk him, but sometimes, he was like a cup of black coffee that was too strong, and would make her sleep all night. She doesn't even know now that she and Ying Liang are still best friends as she said before.

"And what about later? Wu Wei, will you still look for me in the future? Ying Liang smiled bitterly in the night, his question was extremely stupid, but right now, when he saw her crying for Cheng Qingyu, he was like a child, stubbornly wanting an answer.

Although he himself was not sure if this answer would hurt himself.

Wu Wei was silent for a long time, and said lightly: "Ying Liang, if we will still be friends, then we will always be." In the past, even though there were thousands of good things, you and I both knew very well that there would be no going back in time, no going back in time. We may be in the best state at the moment. ”

"What about Cheng Qingyu? Do you like him? ”

"He's like you."

That night the stars were shining, the moonlight was bright, the shadows of the trees in the courtyard were waving, Wu Wei and Ying Liang were listening to each other carefully, and no one paid attention to Cheng Qingyu, who was standing behind them and heard all the conversations.

When Ying Liang asked Wu Wei if he liked him, Cheng Qingyu trembled with nervousness, he was afraid and excited. But when Wu Wei turned his head and smiled at Ying Liang and said, "He is like you", his whole person was like being thrown into an iceberg with a cold wind howling, when it was cold.

It turns out that it's just like him.