When the lights are on, the night is already cold, and even though it is spring, you can feel the cold. All the lights in Lantian's room were turned off, and the dark and silent space made people panic.

Lantian was disheveled, and the neat house was messy by him, and he leaned softly against the window, with no owner, and his thoughts were hollowed out. The glimmer of light outside the window fell on him, showing that he was lonely, and his usual vigor was long gone. He looked down at the beautiful night view of the city, and suddenly a sense of disgust arose in his heart. He felt that this city really had nothing to do with him, and even after living in this city for so many years, it still wouldn't let him have any feelings.

Lan Tian poured himself almost morbidly with the red wine bottle, the cigarette in his hand burned wantonly, and the burned ash also fell at will, and the smoke filled the entire room. There were many wine bottles beside him, and he wanted to get himself drunk, he just wanted to go back to his fantasy world, and he didn't want to answer reality. After all, the fantasy world is the world he has in his heart, and it is the place he yearns for. He sang loudly, singing the taste of Jacky Cheung.

- There are very few stars tonight, I don't know where they went, the naked sky, how lonely the stars are, I thought I could be very sad, I thought I could live well, who knows that when I think of you, I miss the bitterness, there is nowhere to escape, I miss your laughter, I miss your coat, I miss your white socks, and the smell of you, I miss your kisses, and the smell of tobacco on my fingers......

Lantian smiled softly, if he needs to miss it all the time, then what does he do with those things! He just wants Zhuang Xiaomeng to be by his side and stay by his side forever. But whenever he faced Zhuang Xiaomeng alone, he would feel cramped and uneasy. He really wanted to declare his feelings, he wanted to say to Zhuang Xiaomeng that I like you, but he was afraid, afraid of losing, afraid of being rejected, and afraid that he wouldn't even be able to be a friend after being rejected.

Zhuang Xiaomeng opened the door and found that the house was unusually quiet, looking at the quiet space, he suddenly felt a little scared. When Lantian was at home, although they didn't speak, even if Lantian was cold to him, at least his heart was still stable. Now that Lantian is not at home, his heart always has a feeling of being hung in the sky.

Zhuang Xiaomeng was puzzled, he had been thinking about it, he couldn't figure out where Zhang Jiahua could see that Lantian liked him. Zhang Jiahua's words have been around Zhuang Xiaomeng's ears like flies, and they have never flown away. He was in a trance, he never believed or wanted to admit that what Zhang Jiahua said was true. He felt that liking someone shouldn't be like Lantian, it should be as fanatical and urgent as when he chased Wu Tong. Loving someone should dedicate everything he has, but looking at Lantian on the other hand, he feels that Lantian can't wait to beat him into the bottomless abyss, and he will never be able to come out.

Zhuang Xiaomeng changed his slippers and then walked to his bedroom. As he walked through the dining room to the hallway, he saw a man leaning against the wall in the hallway, his body instinctively took a few steps back, and in an instant, his face turned earthy gray, and then he shouted loudly.

In the darkness, there was a slight evil smile on the man's face, grinning teeth, and incomparably terrifying.

Zhuang Xiaomeng was frightened and frightened, he thought that there was a thief at home, and he was thinking about finding a weapon to hit that person, but he saw that the person had been standing in the corridor and did not move, so he moved his steps carefully, and then reached out to turn on the light.

Lan Tian smiled stupidly through drunkenness, "You're back?" ”

Zhuang Xiaomeng tried hard to adjust his breathing, trying to calm his emotions, he was really frightened by Lantian's appearance just now.

"You're sick!" Zhuang Xiaomeng squatted on the ground and roared wildly.

Zhuang Xiaomeng scoffed at Lantian's behavior of standing at the aisle to scare Zhuang Xiaomeng without turning on the lights. He wanted to be angry with Lan Tian, but he saw that Lan Tian was drunk, so he dispelled this thought, after all, it was really not interesting to deal with a drunk person, and he couldn't think clearly. Zhuang Xiaomeng pushed Lan Tian away and walked straight to his bedroom, but as soon as he took a few steps, he was dragged back by Lan Tian.

Zhuang Xiaomeng roared, "What do you want to do? ”

Lan Tian leaned against the wall, holding a wine bottle in his hand, his eyes were drunk, he looked at Zhuang Xiaomeng and said with a smile, "You and your little boyfriend are back from a date?" ”

"What does it have to do with you?" Zhuang Xiaomeng was extremely angry, he didn't want to talk to Lantian about boring things. What's more, Lantian misunderstood him, he didn't like to be misunderstood by others.

"It must have something to do with me!" Lantian suddenly shouted. The grievances and dissatisfaction in his heart all appeared on his face that was about to distort, and he stared at Zhuang Xiaomeng with his eyes, extremely terrifying.

There was an atmosphere of trepidation in the room, as if the end of the world was coming. Zhuang Xiaomeng looked at Lantian's terrifying face, and suddenly felt a chill behind him, and felt a burst of uneasiness, which made him tremble and tremble like chaff. He knew that he was not Lan Tian's opponent, he was afraid that Lan Tian would do something to him, and a cowardly look of begging for mercy immediately appeared on his face. As the saying goes, a good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, and now that Lantian has drunk too much, he can't stimulate Lantian anymore, so as not to hurt himself.

"It's too late, let's go back to the room and rest!" Zhuang Xiaomeng pushed Lantian into the room.

Lantian stood still and didn't move, like a little kid and began to play a scoundrel. "I'm not resting, I'm going to stand here."

Zhuang Xiaomeng crossed his arms around his chest, looking at Lantian at this time, he was helpless. For such a Lantian, he really has no choice. He kept sighing, since Lantian wanted to consume it all the time, he didn't have to go to work tomorrow anyway, and it didn't matter if he went back to the bedroom to rest or not.

Zhuang Xiaomeng no longer paid attention to Lantian, he walked to the living room and sat on the sofa and began to watch TV. At this time, his mobile phone rang suddenly, and it was a message from a former colleague who sent him, saying that he asked Zhuang Xiaomeng to send him some previous plan diagrams. Zhuang Xiaomeng looked at the shopping bag next to the sofa, slapped his thigh suddenly, and then rushed up from the sofa. Oops, he forgot his laptop in the hotel box.

"What's the matter, your little boyfriend is going to date you again?" Lantian scoffed.

Lantian saw that someone sent a message to Zhuang Xiaomeng, and Zhuang Xiaomeng kept looking at it seriously with his mobile phone, so he mistook it for an ambiguous text message sent by Zhang Jiahua to Zhuang Xiaomeng, and when Zhuang Xiaomeng got up from the sofa excitedly, he was more sure of what he thought.

Zhuang Xiaomeng didn't take care of Lantian, but quickly ran outside the house. He now has to race against the clock to get to the hotel, before it closes, maybe then he can get his laptop back.

Zhuang Xiaomeng really left, really went to see his little boyfriend, Zhuang Xiaomeng really left him. Lan Tian kept thinking about it in his heart, and he kept being suspicious.

The pain was like a cable bending around and twisting Lantian's heart. Lantian sat down in the aisle, his heart tumbling up and down, feeling that his internal organs had moved. He looked at Zhuang Xiaomeng who disappeared in the corridor outside the house in an instant, his heart was slashed and fevered, and his two eyes were immediately covered by a layer of mist-like things, he felt infinitely confused, and the grief and indignation suppressed in his heart suddenly exploded.

Lantian shouted and cried loudly, and he threw the wine bottle in his hand on the floor of the living room, and the wine bottle was shattered by him. He cried, he laughed, like crazy, he pounded the wall so hard that he didn't stop thrashing even though there was blood on his fist.

After Zhuang Xiaomeng arrived at the hotel, he did not find his laptop as he wished, and his laptop was still lost. He asked everyone in the store, and they all said they didn't see it, and he searched every corner of the box, even the cracks in the walls, but he still didn't have his laptop. In fact, the moment he went out, he knew that this would be the result, but he still had a trace of luck in his heart.

Zhuang Xiaomeng walked out of the hotel, sighed slightly, he lit a cigarette and smoked gently, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't feel sad or sorry for the loss of his laptop, he was happy and even relieved. That laptop was a birthday gift from Wu Tong when Zhuang Xiaomeng had his birthday, and Wu Tong also gave Zhuang Xiaomeng that gift over the years, whenever he looked at the laptop, he couldn't help but think of the past. When he moved before, he wanted to throw away his laptop, but considering that it was too expensive to lose it, he took it with him. Now that he has lost it, he can just delete the past about Wu Tong and let Wu Tong leave from his memory forever.

When Zhuang Xiaomeng returned home, the lights were still on, the door was open, and Lantian fell asleep crookedly leaning against the wall of the corridor at home. He walked to Lan Tian's side, squinted at Lan Tian, thinking about all the strange things Lan Tian usually did to him, the anger in his heart ran out, he raised his foot to kick Lan Tian's thigh, and then kept pulling Lan Tian's hair. When he was tired, he sat beside Lan Tian and pinched Lan Tian's cheek with his hand, pinching Lan Tian's nose to prevent Lan Tian from getting angry.

Lantian still slept very quietly, and was not awake because of Zhuang Xiaomeng's beating, just like an innocent child quietly enjoying his innocence and happiness. Zhuang Xiaomeng's hand was placed on Lantian's forehead, he gently touched Lantian's forehead, his fingers slowly slipped to Lantian's eyebrows, and then slid to the bridge of Lantian's nose, he felt that everything was so beautiful, just like a dream. He touched Lantian's soft lips, and a ripple began to appear in the calm lake deep inside him. He touched the beard around Lantian's mouth, the hardness of the beard rubbed against Zhuang Xiaomeng's fingers, and he felt that all this was so real again. He felt that Lantian at this time was not as hateful and annoying as when he was awake. He touched Lan Tian's chin and looked at Lan Tian's face, and an illusion suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, the years are quiet, how good it would be if he could have all this in front of him.

Zhuang Xiaomeng laughed softly and shook his head helplessly. An illusion is an illusion, and an extravagant hope is always an extravagant hope. The sleeping Lantian just fell asleep, and Lantian when he woke up would still make him feel annoying.

Zhuang Xiaomeng was tired from sitting on the ground, so he got up and went back to the room to rest. He was lying on the bed tossing and turning, he couldn't sleep, he was still thinking about Lantian sitting on the ground, it was cold at night, he was afraid that Lantian would get sick if he sat on the ground all night, so he got up and helped Lantian to the sofa, and then took a blanket and covered Lantian's body.