Chapter 98: Suddenly began to miss this world

Walking out of the deserted building, away from the silence, the night market is a hustle and bustle. Yan Yu wore a black short-sleeved t-shirt with a casual jacket over his shoulders. He lowered his head and smoked a cigarette. When he reached downstairs, he ordered a handful of meat at the barbecue stall. Skewer, squatting on the side of the road waiting.
Xun Chuan stood quietly beside him, with a little scarlet in his eyes that could not fade away in the future. The night wind blew past, and he could not bring any waves around him.
Forgetting when, the two of them used to squat on the side of the road all night. For no reason, Xun Chuan used to go to the same bar and find the same person for a drink. However, Yan Yu was not there that day, so he found here all the way.
The night was thick and people came and went, Yan Yu was still on the street in the middle of the night in order to hide from the landlord's rent collection. The midsummer night was extremely sultry. He bought a few cans of cold beer and sat on the side of the road. He did not want to be touched by Xun Chuan. It's right now.
The street here is narrow and congested, and pedestrians are in an endless stream. I don’t know why, Xun Chuan saw him at a glance, and walked quietly behind Yan Yu. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to kick him, but Yan Yu grabbed his ankle and didn’t stand. He fell firmly to the ground.
"Fuck, you have eyes on the back of your head!" Xun Chuan grinned in pain, and pedestrians all around looked over.
Hearing his voice, Yan Yu raised his eyebrows in surprise and turned back: "Why are you?"
"I didn't find you when I went to the bar. Your brother said you live here, so I found it." Xun Chuan stroked the long bangs up without feeling how strange his behavior was. He patted his body. Hui was not too dirty, and sat down directly on the side of the road.
Yan Yu seemed a little speechless, and glanced at him: "Why are you looking for me, do I owe you money?"
Xun Chuan stared: "You bullshit, the last time you drank all the bills for the little master!"
Yan Yu didn't speak anymore, biting the cigarette and laughing, his shoulders trembled. Xun Chuan only felt the pain in the he had just fallen, and he couldn't sit well. He couldn't help but adjust his sitting posture, frowning his brows.
Yan Yu looked over with interest, half of his face fell into the light and shadow, and there was a bit of gloomy romance: "You will make me misunderstand what bad things you have done."
Xun Chuan raised his to him, his eyebrows arrogantly: "What are you wandering in the street in the middle of the night? There are mosquitoes everywhere."
Yan Yu raised his finger and pointed upstairs, and said as usual: "My life is hard, I didn't have the money to pay the rent and I was driven out. I can only sleep on the street."
"Then go to my house,"
Xun Chuan said without thinking, "Follow me home."
...
The smoke on the barbecue stall was wafting far away, mixed with a faint smell of meat and cumin, which suddenly pulled back people’s thoughts. The boss sprinkled the condiments neatly, holding the sign and shaking on the grill. I packed it up, and shouted in full aura: "Xiao Yan, you are ready to barbecue!"
Yan Yu always came here to buy meat skewers. It was the old customer. He heard that he smashed his cigarette butts and got up to pay the bill. Xun Chuan stood under the shade of the trees, watching him quietly. There were headless ghosts in twos and threes along the road, staggering. Come out to find a substitute.
Yan Yu carried the packing box and looked under the shade of the tree. Xun Chuan followed him. He glanced at the injury on the back of Yan Yu's hand, lowered his eyes, and said nothing, making it hard to guess what he was thinking.
Yan Yu didn’t buy much. He walked and ate. When he got to the door, there was only a handful of iron sticks. He opened the door with the key, threw the sticks into the trash can in the corner, dumped them directly on the bed, and fished them. He hugged a pillow in his arms, rolled over and stopped moving.
Not long after, his shallow breathing sounded in the room.
Xun Chuan floated over and found that Yan Yu was asleep with his eyes closed. He couldn't help but shift his gaze to the back of his hand. There was a row of sharp tooth marks, black air lingering, which made it impossible to scab for a long time.
Xun Chuan glanced again and again, and finally raised his hand to cover it, sucking in the black air a little bit, and when he left, Yan Yu's hand had recovered as before.
Xun Chuan quietly clenched his palms, and finally let go of his frowning brows.
Yan Yu always went to sleep for a while. After squinting for a while, he woke up again. He lay on the bed and turned over and found someone sitting at the end of the bed. He was watching TV with the remote control in his hand and turned his back to him. The screen was beating silently. .
The TV has not been used for a long time, and the signal is not good when it gets wet. There are only a few stations that come and go. Yan Yu yawned, got behind Xun Chuan and pressed the volume button on the remote control in his hand, and the sound came out. Up.
Xun Chuan didn't look back. He continued to watch TV. His back was thin and he could even see some skeleton outlines. When he was silent, he looked a little clever and could not see the slightest hysteria.
Yan Yu caressed the top of his head casually, then got out of bed and put on his shoes. Xun Chuan looked without a trace and saw that he was squatting in front of the closet looking for pajamas. There was a mess in the closet, and his pants and clothes were mixed. It was completely comparable to the garbage dump. .
Yan Yu put his clothes on his shoulders and glanced at Xun Chuan when he entered the bathroom, just to hit his line of sight.
Yan Yu said, "I'll take a bath."
Xun Chuan did not speak.
Yan Yu pointed at him: "Don't peek."
Who is rare.
Xun Chuan retracted his gaze and switched to another station. He deliberately made the sound loud enough to cover up the splashing water in the bathroom. At this moment, the closet door suddenly squeaked and slammed down. clothes.
Xun Chuan looked over quietly.
The wardrobe door was originally broken, and there was not much room for it. Yan Yu usually didn’t bother to fold it. He wrapped it into a ball and stuffed it inside. If there were too many piles, it would fall easily. Xun Chuan hesitated and floated over to pick up the clothes on the floor. Got up, then stuffed it back in.
"Wow!"
The clothes fell down again.
Xun Chuan was a little irritable, and slammed it in. It didn't take long for the clothes to fall outside. He could only wrap the clothes with grievances and threw them all on the bed.
The ghost likes dark corners. There are six gossip town house coins lying quietly in the four corners of the closet. Xun Chuan thought it was Yan Yu's pocket that hadn't been cleaned out of his clothes and fell out. He folded his hands and took the coins into his palm.
The copper coin has been stored for a long time, and it has long lost its effectiveness. It can only deter some low-level resentful spirits. Xun Chuan remembers that Yan Yu's ghost hunters were all placed in the drawer and stretched out his hand to open the drawer.
The first floor was filled with books full of Dangdang, and the second floor was filled with ghost-killing money swords and mahogany swords, so he put the copper coins in the third drawer.
People are curious, and ghosts are no exception. Xun Chuan could feel the fourth drawer floating, as if nothing was installed, he could not help but opened it to look, only to see that there was a stack of paper in it, with each one on it. The same six-pointed star inferred hexagrams.
Very ordinary paper, with obscure patterns. What really attracted Xun Chuan's attention was the two strings of numbers next to the hexagram.
He glanced at it and felt familiar, only to find that he and Yan Yu were born, and he frowned slightly.
At this moment, the sound of the water in the bathroom stopped. Xun Chuan silently closed the drawer and floated back to sit at the end of the bed. Yan Yu had a towel on his neck and his hair was dripping with water until he saw the bed piled up. Xiaoshan's clothes squinted unexpectedly.
Yan Yu asked: "Who made it?"
Xun Chuan turned his back to him, switched channels with the remote control, and did not speak.
Yan Yu said, "How did you get it out? How do you get it back for me."
Hearing this, Xun Chuan didn't look back, he wrapped his clothes in grievances and threw them into the closet again. He also took the door of the cabinet with him. Three seconds later...
"Wow!"
All the clothes fell down.
It is a natural disaster, not a man-made disaster, and no ghost can be blamed.
Yan Yu could only wipe her hair clean, put her clothes back on the bed again, and while folding them unfamiliarly, while looking up to watch TV, she found that the old version of "The Legend of the White Snake" was broadcast, and it was put on the bridge between Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen. One scene.
Xu Xian: "Girl, if I tell you that I am sick, do you believe it? Just because I met a person on the broken bridge a few days ago, and since then I have become more heart-stricken."
Xu Xian: "I don't know for whom I got this disease, but seeing you today, I think I understand a lot in my heart."
Yan Yuzhe's clothes were clumsy, and a shirt was crooked over and over, and in the end he simply threw it into a ball and threw it aside.
The unbiased shirt was just next to Xunchuan’s legs. He glanced at it as if consciously, but saw that most of Yan Yu's body was behind the pile of clothes. He hesitated for a moment, and reached out and took the crumpled shirt. , And then put it on your lap and flattened it bit by bit. Only the sound of the TV could be heard in the room for a while.
Xu Xian: "I'm afraid this disease...was caused by a girl."
Bai Suzhen said in amazement: "We have only met two or three times, so why are we sick because of me."
Xu Xian: "Two or three times are indeed not many, maybe the girl doesn't think anything. But life is only seventy. Except for ten years of ignorance, ten years old and weak, only fifty are left. These fifty have to remove half of the night. Only twenty-five..."
Xun Chuan aligned the corners of the shirt, and then folds it tightly, neatly folded. He is too solitary and possessive. He doesn't like others to touch his things, so he cleans up and cleans them by himself.
As soon as some things started, they couldn't stop. Xun Chuan put the folded shirt aside, and quietly took a piece of clothing over, repeating the action just now, smoothing it carefully.
The picture on the TV continues.
Xu Xian: "...I want to eat and drink tea, work sick, and run around. How long does it take? The days when I can stay with my beloved people are actually rare. "
Xu Xian is a weak and silly scholar, but he has some wisdom and decisiveness: "I don't want the girl to think that I am a clever protégé, but if I only have two or three opportunities to meet a girl in my life, I have missed two. This time, how can I let it go this time?"
Xun Chuan suddenly became a little irritable for no reason. He didn't want to move the clothes half-folded in his hand. He flung his hand back, but he did not want to knock down the pile of clothes, and even knocked over the pile with Yan Yu folded. Up.
"..."
Xun Chuan wanted to turn around and face the TV, but Yan Yu was pulled over, his hands were restrained and he could not move.
Yan Yuqi smiled: "Did you deliberately?"
Xun Chuan thought it was intentional, so he turned his head and said nothing.
Yan Yu turned his face away: "If you want to retaliate against me, you can be more honest."
The implication is not to make small moves secretly.
Hearing the words, Xun Chuan kicked his leg, conforming to his will, kicked a piece of clothing openly, and then looked at Yan Yu provocatively. He wanted to kick again, but Yan Yu turned over and directly pressed his legs: "Pick it back."
Xun Chuan snorted disdainfully, closed his eyes and ignored him.
Yan Yu said, "Believe it or not, I just took off your clothes and threw them down?"
Hearing this, Xun Chuan opened his eyes and stared at him expressionlessly. He was unconvinced with the naked eye. Finally, he took the palm of his hand slightly, and picked up the dress from the air. It just happened to fall on Yan Yu's head impartially.
The corners of the clothes drooped, blocking the sight of the surroundings, and even covered Xun Chuan under him. Yan Yu was not annoyed and looked at him quietly. The handsome facial features suddenly magnified in front of Xun Chuan's eyes, and the sound of breathing could be heard. .
Xun Chuan moved uncomfortably, but was so crushed that he couldn't move. He avoided Yan Yu's sight, tilted his head and closed his eyes, and whispered, "Let go!"
His jaw line is clear, with the sharpness of a man, but his face is not beautiful, his eyelashes are dense and long, trembling slightly, not as stubborn as his appearance.
Yan Yu approached him and asked, "What if it's not loose?"
Xun Chuan tightened his teeth, squinted his eyes and said, "If you don't loosen up, I will up your popularity."
Yan Yu seemed to laugh at his innocence, nodded and said: "Come on, you can be considered as good as you can."
Of course Xun Chuan couldn't really it. He was stuck there immediately after hearing the words. Yan Yu just lowered his head slightly and touched the tip of his nose. His lips touched when he spoke. Xun Chuan seemed to have noticed something. Slightly widened his eyes: "No—"
However, when it was too late, Yan Yu swallowed all his unfinished words into his stomach. Xun Chuan's teeth were closed, and his head turned to hide, but his head was firmly held back. Yan Yu easily pried his teeth open, extremely presumptuous. Sweeping in his lips, Xun Chuan began to feel dizzy as the kiss deepened, and his tight body did not consciously relax.
The white shirt slipped off Yan Yu’s shoulder at some point, and the incandescent light on the top shone brightly, Xun Chuan gathered together, and a low laugh came from his ear: "How is it, did you my popularity? ?"
Xun Chuan didn't breathe a trace. He looked at the ceiling erraticly. Because of the irritation, his pupils were covered with a light red, which was as magnificent as a ruby.
Yan Yu let go of him, got up, put his clothes together again, and took out a lighter from the bedside table, biting the flue: "If you move around, I will throw you out."
After a long while, Xun Chuan got up from the bed, did not even look at him, hugged his knees, sat at the end of the bed and continued to chase his TV series.
Yan Yu sat behind him, leaned over the bedside and knocked soot, and then continued to fight hard with the clothes of spring, summer, autumn and winter. The efficiency was still amazingly low. He couldn't help but sighed and stopped moving by Xun Chuan.
Yan Yu said, "One and half?"
Xun Chuan said nothing, took a piece of clothing on his lap and flattened it, and then folded it neatly. I don’t know when the episode of Xu Xian’s questioning at Yuelao Temple was shown on TV. Yan Yu reached out from behind. He put his arms around Xun Chuan's waist and put his chin on his shoulders, smoking a cigarette while watching a drama, his expression was serene like never before.
Xu Xian: "Don't the old man believe in my heart?"
Granny Gu: "It's not that I underestimated you, silly boy. Men's hearts have always been vacillating. Now you put your heart on her. After tonight, you don't know who will be tomorrow?"
Xun Chuan felt that this sentence was suitable to describe someone. He looked back, but Yan Yu pinched his chin and forced a kiss. He was thrown up with smoke and turned his head.
Xu Xian: "My mother-in-law said it was so unreasonable. Others said that you can predict the prophet, but I don't see it. Only I know where to put my heart. It has been there forever and has never been shaken."
Granny Gua: "There is only her in my heart now, and if you encounter something more beautiful and better than her in the future, it is hard to guarantee that you will not be tempted."
Xun Chuan thought, if he didn't become a ghost and came to find Yan Yu, he might have already found another new love now. The unwillingness and resentment that belonged to Li Gui gradually rose from his heart, and was finally suppressed.
Xu Xian: "Even if you meet other women who are more beautiful and better, there will naturally be other men who are more beautiful and better to match her. What's wrong with me?"
Granny Gua: "You say that, but she is as beautiful as a fairy now. Once she gets old and turns yellow, can your heart rest on her?"
Xu Xian: "When she gets old, I will accompany her to get old together, and my heart is naturally still there."
A large stack of clothes has been folded, and he was knocked down again. Yan Yu got up and got out of bed and sorted it in the closet. He was oblivious and could not remember what copper coins he had put in it. Now it’s gone, naturally. Find.
Xun Chuan tidyed up the last few pieces of thick clothes one after another, and then hugged him. He saw Yan Yu squatting in front of the cabinet and kicked him directly.
Severely met with conditioned reflex, he was about to explode, and when he looked back, he moved to the side perfunctorily to make room.
At this moment, the messy bed was finally simple and flat. Yan Yu looked at the time and found that it had been tossed into the middle of the night. He closed the cabinet door and found that it was not tight, so he didn't bother to manage it.
On TV, this episode seems to have come to an end.
Granny Gua: "It's not the worst to be old and ugly. If she wakes up, she would have forgotten you. To her, you are just a passerby. Your heart will still be on her?"
Xu Xian: "She forgets what's terrible about me? But I will trouble you a few more times and tell her who my last name is, where I live, and my heart is still in one place."
Yan Yu turned off the lights, turned off the TV, and lay in bed quietly, as if thinking about something without thinking.
Forgetting is, in a sense, the same as reincarnation, reincarnation and being a human being will never remember everything in the previous life.
Unconsciously, Yan Yu fell asleep in the middle, and then was next to Xun Chuan, but Xun Chuan seemed unwilling to lean against him, turned over and faced him with his back.
Yan Yu put his hand on the back of his head: "Are you angry?"
Although he didn't know what Xun Chuan was angry about, his temper always came and went without a trace.
Yan Yu lay quietly for a while, and found that he couldn't fall asleep, so he turned over, hugged Xun Chuan from behind, and took his thin body into his arms. There are faint sounds of moths flapping on the windows, and flies and insects flying around under the street lights, making people feel the coming of summer.
Last winter has passed.