Chasing Tides

Go to the corner of the stairs and bump into a person head-on.

The man was dark-skinned, with a beard and a cigarette on his mouth. The stairs were narrow, and neither of them gave in the first time. The man's eyebrows were twisted into Sichuan characters, and he looked up at the Ning Lan family who just closed the door. "Lan Lan's new boss?"

Sui Yan wanted to go downstairs sideways and listened to the man. He immediately responded that he was the one who just talked to Zhao Jinshan on the phone. Thinking of the dirty content on the phone, Sui Yue stood still and obliquely asked him, "Who are you?"

Xie Tianhao spit out his cigarette **** and squinted his eyes, "Then we are all the same."

He didn't smile, but he reached out to shake hands with Sui Yue. Sui Yan stood still, Xie Tianhao was not angry, put his hands in his pockets, and Dang Erlang said, "Speaking of which, Ning Lan, I first saw you, but you are all later."

The word "you" made Sui Yan unhappy, and he said in a deep voice, "What did you do to him?"

Xie Tianhao took a sputum on the ground and said fiercely, "What can I do to him? The kid is so fierce that his mother sold him to me. I touched him twice to play with my tongue and kill myself, and finally myself I ran off the rope and stole the money in my pocket before I left. Are you angry? "

Sui Yang did not agree. When he came out of Ning Lan's house, his chest was tingling, and his mind spontaneously appeared many pictures he didn't know before--Ning Lan, who had a good grade every year when he was a kid, and Ning Lan who missed the exam in the heavy rain. Ning Lan, who was looking for work in the capital, and Ning Lan, who was betrayed by his mother and **** in a dark room ...

Each one is unfamiliar, but it is reasonable to put it on Ning Lan. He seems to be soft and deceptive, but in fact he is persistent and strong. He never shows weakness to himself. He never gains sympathy through miserable experiences. The best thing is to hide his sadness and vulnerability with a heartless smile. Do not let anyone see it.

"If he didn't pay the money back, I wouldn't have let him go." Xie Tianhao complained and asked Sui Yang, "Well, has your kid been to him? How much money did you give? what?"

Seeing Sui Yan still silent, crooked his mouth and grinned badly: "If you are tired, you can transfer it to me cheaply? When such a little sister-in-law comes to your hands, it should have been rotten, right? ... I fuck! "

Before Xie Tianhao's words fell, he was distorted by Sui Yang's sudden fist, slipped under his feet, made two backward rolls along the steps, and hung his head down on the stairs.

At 8/9 pm, the plane arrived on time in the capital.

Lu Xiaochuan drove to pick up Sui Yang. Sui Yan wore color on his face, and his mask couldn't cover the bruises on his brow. Lu Xiaochuan asked if he wanted to go to the hospital.

At first glance, this state was nothing. Lu Xiaochuan closed his mouth and started the car.

On the way, Sui Yue asked, "Where is Fang Yu?"

Lu Xiaochuan knew that he wanted to inquire about Ning Lan and said: "He asked his relatives to check the road monitoring. Some people at the airport hotel station also watched. As long as Ning Lan used his ID card, I could receive it within ten minutes. News. "He paused and said," Don't worry too much, he will be fine. "

Sui Yan said "um", and then asked, "What about your brother?"

As the last person to see Ning Lan, Lu Xiaozhou was long questioned by a group of people and found that he had no love. He said that the day after Sui Su left, he went into the room to accompany Ning Lan for a while. Ning Lan had been sitting on the ground and didn't talk. He went downstairs and bought him something to eat. The door was locked when he came back. After a long time, no one came to open it. He thought Ning Lan was out, and walked around the door a few laps before leaving.

"My brother went back to the United States today. Before leaving, he asked me to find Ning Lan and inform him immediately. I think he is ... I really don't know."

Lu Xiaochuan glanced at the tired man on the co-driver's face, and felt that it was cruel. How Sui Yan has been looking for Ning Lan without sleep or eating or drinking these days, others don't know, he can see it all.

Sui Yue listened to his words, and still looked calm. He closed his eyes, and then opened again a few seconds later, the neon flashing outside the window reflected in his eyes, but it did not bring him color and vitality at all.

He said lightly, "Thank you."

Back at the dormitory, Sui Yue closed the window of the room, glanced at the furnishings that hadn't changed before he left, walked to Ning Lan's bed, and sat down slowly.

He put his pillow on Ning Lan's bed. How he wished to see the pillow thrown back to the upper berth when he came back. He heard Ning Lan half complaining and half coquettishly saying to him, "I have a lot of pillows here, don't put pillows again Take it down, the bed is too small to fit. "

Ning Lan used the fan's pillow as a pillow, and the doll was also a pillow. When Sui Sui slept with him, Ning Lan refused to throw it alive because he thought that these things were in the way. No matter how rough the doll was, he could be regarded as a baby.

There was a time when two people were on their heads, and a pillow was squeezed to the ground. Ning Lan was busy picking it up. Sui Yan's face was dark. Holding his waist was a fierce storm like a storm. Ning Lan Half of his body was pushed out by him, and he hugged him so that he might fall.

Sui pinched his face to let him see himself, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want me or that shit?"

Ning Lan rarely heard such spoken words from his mouth, and couldn't stop laughing for a while. Sui Yan was anxious, struck his leg fiercely and slammed into the deep, and every time he wiped the sensitive glands inside, Ning Lan just laughed and buried his lips and groaned.

After the incident, Sui Yang got up and went to take a bath. Ning Lan still refused to let Sui Yan circle. Sui Yan couldn't open his arm and asked him what he was doing. Ning Lan couldn't open his eyes tiredly, bent his mouth and smiled to reveal two dimples, and said softly, "I want you, as long as you, you are my big treasure. "

Now, he didn't leave any of those babies, but he left Sui Yang here.

Sui Yan lay down for a while, reached under the pillow, and found a bank card.

This was Ning Lan clipped into his book before he left. For more than a year, he had long forgotten that he still had such a card. When he stuffed it into the ATM, he almost entered the password incorrectly.

He never calculated how much money Ning Lan gave, and the balance on the card surprised him. After being surprised, it was frustrated and painful. Ning Lan apparently was already stunned. For this money, he worked hard to win the film, insisted to go to power with injuries, usually save money, and barely bought new clothes for two years. The jacket was worn and worn.

In the past, he only knew that Ning Lan was short of money. He was very short of money. He obviously gave him a lot of money, but he was not enough. Sui Sui even doubted whether he was gambling or addicted to drugs. He secretly observed his every move and took a long time to rule out these two terrible possibilities.

He also asked sarcastically whether he would pay his bills once in a sleep.

At that time, he never thought that Ning Lan was saving money to redeem himself.

Ning Lan's life was more difficult than most people from birth, but he never gave up and was never polluted by the world. In such a harsh environment, he still wanted freedom.

Sui Yan checked the card's revenue and expenditure records, and Ning Lan saved the money on the card the day before he returned to China. At that time, he should still be hopeful, maybe he intends to return the card to himself on Valentine's Day, and said easily, "You are not my master now." Maybe he will also take out the box of chocolates, pretending to be calm. Asked: "Would you like to upgrade from my big baby to be my boyfriend?"

His Ning Lan should be free and easy, just like when he first saw him, even with a ragged shirt and a embarrassing description, he still held his head high, and his bright eyes shone with confidence, cleverness, and fearlessness.

Instead of flinching and holding back like that morning, pulling his corner of his clothes and begging him to stay and eat breakfast before leaving, he was "giving" to others casually and so casually, still silent. Suffer.

In the past, he felt that Ning Lan was too difficult to understand. He did n’t know what he was thinking about, and when he would be able to “reform evil.” He blindly used his own standard of “good man” to measure him, but never thought of changing his perspective to get closer ,to understand.

The layer of shell Ning Lan used to protect himself looked extremely hard. He was blinded by the filth on the surface, and he subconsciously retreated, but he didn't know that the shell broke when he knocked, and a clean, pure heart was hidden inside.

Sui Yan felt his throat be choked by an invisible pair of hands, getting tighter and tighter, and he was out of breath. He raised his hand and rubbed his face fiercely. When he lowered his hand, he ran his fingertips across the wall and landed on a round, hard object.

He took out the thing stuck in the gap between the bed and the wall, a white plastic water pipe less than one meter long. This thing appeared very strange on the bed. Sui Yue sat up and found that the two ends of the water pipe were wrapped tightly with tape, and there seemed to be something inside.

One of them had been cut into a neat incision, Sui Yue put his hand in, and slowly pulled out a slender cloth bag.

Inside is a bow.

Sui Yue has studied the piano for more than ten years, and has worked with countless bows. This one can only be considered as the more ordinary, ordinary hemu, ordinary sanding, ordinary paint. The only handheld part that has room to play is ordinary snake skin. Silver tangled wire, quite old fashioned.

But when he thought of who was going to give it to him, his heart shuddered, even shaking his hands. The bow is new and has not been rosined, so there is no sticky touch. The horsehair hanging on the edge indicates that someone has opened it more than once and has broken two horsehairs clumsily.

When he slid his fingers to the root of the bow, he suddenly felt an indentation. His heart stopped beating for a while, and he turned the bow around. I saw a few words on the hand-held position. The words were small and crooked. But each stroke is engraved extremely deeply. If this is not a piece of wood but a piece of paper, it is about as strong as the paper.

Sui Yan stood up quickly, put the bow on the table, turned on the table lamp to look carefully, and stroked the three characters one by one with his thumb.

I love you.

Sui Yun's mind was empty for a few seconds, and even thinking of the day when she was sulking because she did not receive Ning Lan's birthday gift, what kind of mood was Ning Lan hiding this piano bow and putting herself on in lingerie Give him, and when you saw him pick up the music again, what kind of mood do you secretly engraved these three words?

Ning Lan put all the love that he didn't dare to say into every look, every hug, every kiss, and kept the heart that he dare not hold out, one by one, so deep that it couldn't be smoothed. .

What happened to him? Why do you think Ning Lan is difficult to understand and that Ning Lan is a liar who can only lie?

In the end, only the phrase "I don't like you" is a big lie. It is the only little self-esteem left after he has been trampled by all kinds of harshness and all kinds of tramples. If you only use a little bit of warmth to cover him, he will melt, He will reveal the softest interior and dedicate himself to him without reservation.

But he didn't, because he was embarrassed, because of ignorance and prejudice, because of childish vigor, and thus fell in love with a hot heart.

Sui Yan covered her face with her hands and lay slowly on the table.

In the gap between his fingers, his eyelashes were trembling, desperately suppressing the rough and wheezing gasps, and took a few deep breaths, so that the red eyes could only get a little damp, and the blue veins on the side of the neck gradually disappeared. Until it disappears.

He stood up, opened the case, picked up the bow on the table, and placed it carefully.

Take it with you, and Ning Lan might return sooner.