rainy tonight

New Year's Day is over soon, and there is the last final exam, which is the last mock exam of this semester.The class teacher informed in advance that the last exam will be conducted in full accordance with the college entrance examination model, no ID card is allowed to enter, 15 minutes late is not allowed to re-enter the exam room, and the answer sheet is not painted, it will be counted as no score.

After school that day, Chang Jiayu and Bai Song went to the stationery store outside the school to buy paint pens and the like.

Bai Song took a black signature pen and drew on the draft paper on the shelf, and asked casually, "Why haven't you taken your uncle's car back these few days?"

Chang Jiayu paused holding the transparent file bag, took off the nearest one, and replied casually: "It's nothing, I just think it's better to live at home."

Bai Song let out an oh, and went to try other pens again.

After shopping, the two ate some Oden together on the side of the road, and then went back to their respective homes.

Chang Jiayu took a car and walked back. The sky outside the window was already dark, and the street lights along the street were turned on. The spherical luminous bodies were like blazing suns, but the temperature of the light could not warm people's hearts.

Chang Jiayu leaned against the car door, thinking of the conversation with Bai Song just now.

He didn't want to tell Bai Song about this, not because Bai Song was a straight man, nor because of any other reasons that would affect his relationship with Bai Song.

Now that everything has been settled, why should he reveal his scars, this matter has nothing to do with Bai Song, don't let him know.

Thinking of the scene of that day now, Chang Jiayu is still a little bit uneasy, it's not resentment or hatred, it's just uncomfortable, like being wrapped in a suffocating enclosure.But people say that time is the best medicine, maybe it will be forgotten and relieved slowly.

"Little brother, we're here!"

The driver's words brought Chang Jiayu back to his senses. He took out the change and handed it to the other party. The driver looked at him while looking for the money and said, "A high school student, right?"

Chang Jiayu said, "Yes, how do you know?"

"Haha, those who go home at this time are usually high school seniors. My daughter took the college entrance examination last year and was exhausted for a whole year, but she is finally relieved. Come on." The driver smiled and handed over the money.

Chang Jiayu took the change and thanked him, got out of the car, the cold wind blew on his face like a knife.

He rubbed his palms, put it on his face, and then strode home.

At the end of January, the two-day final exam ended, and the students left the exam room full of joy, bustling home with their schoolbags on their backs.

Chang Jiayu waited for 2 minutes at the door of Class [-] and [-], and leaned against the wall to play with his mobile phone for a while, before Bai Song hurried out with his schoolbag on one arm.

"Why so slow? Yu Yiwei and the others must have been waiting impatiently." Chang Jiayu straightened his body.

Bai Song pulled the schoolbag up and sighed: "The invigilator asked me to help him sort out the papers. There is no way, let's go."

The two left the school gate, and several people who had a good relationship were already waiting outside.

It's the last day of the end of the semester. A few days ago, they made an appointment to go out to play. The time and place were still fixed at the bar they went to at the beginning of the semester. Yu Yiwei called it nostalgic.

For some reason, Chang Jiayu was somewhat repulsive about going to that bar, but no one else had any objections, and he didn't object either.

After entering, a group of boys ordered four bottles of beer and two bottles of white wine. Fruits and snacks were brought to the table, and they ate and chatted.

Chang Jiayu talked with others for half an hour, drank half a bottle of beer, his face was a little hot, and his bladder was tense, he talked to his brother at the table and got up to go to the bathroom.

The light in the bar hall is not bad, and the lights in the corridor are not much better than no lights.

Chang Jiayu stepped on something soft while walking, and there was a groan from under him. He looked down, and it turned out that a drunkard fell to the ground.

He repeatedly said a few words of apology, the drunkard looked at him, got up from the ground, swayed a few times, and staggered towards the hall again.

Chang Jiayu stood there and looked around, then turned and went into the bathroom.

After solving his physical needs, he stood in front of the sink and saw himself in the mirror with flushed cheeks and a little dizzy head, probably not suitable for drinking.

Chang Jiayu shook his head vigorously, washed his face with cold water, the bathroom was not as warm as the hall, he gasped, pulled the toilet paper next to him, wiped his hands, and walked out.

Because of dizziness, Chang Jiayu kept his head down and squinted his eyes half-closed, and he still couldn't react when his arm was grabbed.

"Jia Yu?"

A familiar voice sounded, and Chang Jiayu shook his head vigorously again, suspecting that he was in a daze, and imagined that person talking to him before falling asleep.

The other party yelled again, and he slowly raised his head to see the person in front of him clearly.

Yan Jun stood in front of him, with deep eyebrows and torch-like eyes, and his tough temperament was exactly the same as when they first met.

Fei Dong was standing beside him, he didn't know if it was because the lights in the corridor were too dim, or he was a little dizzy from drinking, or both, the other's expression was hard to discern.

Chang Jiayu was stunned for a few seconds before realizing what was going on, and immediately pulled his arm out of Yan Jun's hand, and walked outside without saying a word.

He heard the other party call him from behind, Chang Jiayu's footsteps stagnated for a moment, but he didn't stop, but accelerated his pace and walked back to the hall.

The warm breath rushed towards his face, he let out a long breath, and sat back at the booth where they and his group were seated.

Bai Song just threw three cards, because the cards were too low, he couldn't help but click twice, turned his head and saw Chang Jiayu coming back, and patted the seat next to him: "Brother, you are back, come, come, help me see Look at the cards, I'm very unlucky today!"

Chang Jiayu squeezed his eyes twice, leaned over to take a look, and raised his finger: "You go out three times and take two."

Bai Song groaned, and said in a low voice: "That's fine, I'll make a big one to hold them down next time, and then I can get these out."

Chang Jiayu hummed, grabbed the pillow next to him with his hand, lay down on the corner of the deck, closed his eyes and said, "You can play, I'm a little dizzy, lie down for a while."

Bai Song turned his head to look at him, before he had time to ask a question, the person on the opposite side couldn't wait any longer, so he quickly turned his head away.

Chang Jiayu was lying on the soft sofa with a pillow in his arms. Even with his eyes closed, he could feel the dazzling lights, and the mixed smells in the bar became clearer.

There is still the feeling of being held by someone on the arm, and the voice of that person is also echoing in the brain cavity, lingering.

Chang Jiayu forced himself to drive those chaotic thoughts out of his brain, who knew that he lost consciousness in the end and fell asleep directly.

Bai Song lost a few games at first, and then he won the next ones. When the others said they were going to leave, they were still a little unsatisfied. They took the glass in hand and drank the beer in it, then turned around and pushed Chang Jiayu: "Hey, don't sleep, it's time to go."

Pushed by him, Chang Jiayu woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, a white light shone on his head. Chang Jiayu squinted his eyes and sat up slowly.

The dizziness seems to be less, but still a little sleepy.He sat for more than ten seconds, turned over, stood up and went to check out with them.

"People are gone, don't you want to send them?"

On the booth in the compartment to the south of the bar, Fei Dong took a sip from a glass of wine, pondered it for a while, then turned his head to ask the person sitting beside him.

The light here is extremely dim, even from Fei Dong's perspective, Yan Jun's face cannot be seen clearly. The man's face is sunk in gray-black shadow, very blurry.

Yan Jun's figure moved slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "He is very repulsive to me now."

That is, it is useless to catch up.

Fei Dong lowered his head and took another sip of the wine, smoked a cigarette from the side, lowered his head and lit it, and passed another one to Yan Jun, who took it, but just held the cigarette in his hand and didn't move for a while.

Fei Dong took a puff of cigarette, squinted his eyes and sighed, "There's no right or wrong about this matter. Jia Yu is a good boy. I think it would be a pity if you guys just broke up like this. He also said before that he would go with me during the New Year." As for the billiard hall, I can't avoid it now."

After a while of silence, Yan Jun lit the cigarette.

He took a deep sip, spat it out slowly, looked at the people coming and going in the bar through the shield, and said in a low voice: "If possible, I hope he doesn't have any feelings for me."

Fei Dong looked at him: "This kind of thing is unpredictable. You treat him like a son, just like I treat Xiaoqing. After all, you reject other people's children because you don't feel it, it's not suitable, or because of other reasons." ?”

Yan Jun didn't answer him immediately, but continued to smoke. Fei Dong didn't care about it, and raised his hand to put the cigarette to his mouth.

When the smoke was lingering, Yan Jun's answer came belatedly.

"All right."

Fei Dong thought about this a few times, and sighed: "You do it yourself, I can't help you. Speaking of which, you might as well not provoke children in the first place, rather than being in a dilemma now."

Yan Jun hummed and didn't speak again.

After smoking, Fei Dong clicked his tongue and wiped his forehead with his fingertips: "Do you think children of this age are all in the rebellious stage?"

"how?"

"I'm a godson," Fei Dong pulled the corner of his mouth, "I got along with me a few years ago, but now I basically don't take the initiative to contact me."

Yan Jun put out the cigarette butt, raised his hand and picked up the coat beside him.

"Did you piss him off?"

Fei Dong thought about it seriously for a while, then laughed and said, "I can't, you don't know what I like about Xiaoqing, I hardly ever blush, and it hasn't changed in the past few years, but I feel that I have been with me since last year. It's not because I'm angry, it's because I'm cold."

"Maybe it's grown up."

Fei Dong rubbed his heart: "Hey, sometimes I feel a little lost when I think about it. After all, it's my child who has been with me for many years. Maybe it's like you said, it's grown up."

The two stood up while talking, swiped their cards and left the bar.

When he got to the car, Fei Dong suddenly remembered something, and opened the trunk to have a look.

really.

"It's over."

Yan Jun stopped in his tracks: "What's wrong?"

Fei Dong looked at the broken bag of dry buns, propped the lid of the trunk and sighed: "Something broke."

"A very important thing?"

Fei Dong wanted to say that it was not important, but before he could say anything, he stopped again.

He stood up in the dark, and when Yan Jun was about to speak again, he whispered: "I probably know what's going on."