[Twenty-two]

Under the TR building, Gu Xiran stepped on the spot like a thief.

The new residence of Jun Ran does not know, at least such a big company will not change.

He sat down at a cafe almost exclusively for fans and entertainers, and picked a location with an excellent perspective, with a clear view of the movement outside the giant glass.

Gu Xiran feels that they really deserve to be who the wind dew standing at midnight, but the cafe water Ling Ling's small waiters do not understand his head of sadness, there is nothing always love to leap in front of his eyes, a day can be quite a few times store activities free refill, after all, in front of the geographic location to see more knowledgeable little girls can not lose color to maintain the attractiveness of the opposite sex, less.

He squatted for many days in a row, unsuccessful.

Jun Ran all the household goods are not taken away, that less than a hundred square feet of the house from Jun Ran's birthday that day after the atmosphere is not right, time seems to be suspended in the designated space.

All the things in the house have Jun Ran's imprint, the cups Jun Ran used; Jun Ran's pile of old typeset books, the tatami mats Jun Ran had occupied for days; Jun Ran's "hero" ink still on the coffee table, and the pens with their caps off that he forgot to put on.

There was also his drawer of shells, which Jun Rand took one by one, and placed them in a small storage cabinet in his own room.

Just one person left, and the entire home is empty.

For a long time, he was afraid to go home, as if he had to go back and admit something and then face it alone.

He still wanted Jun Ran. When he brushed his teeth, he saw the aqua blue toothbrush and glass toothbrush lying next to him, and his nose got sore.

Jun Ran at first even brush teeth are not good, he still once returned from work only to find out, that toothpaste was directly into his mouth, and not brushed, and then contain a mouthful of water to snort a few times, and spit out.

The first time I saw it, I was dumbfounded, and then I remembered that he only taught Jun Ran to squeeze the toothpaste on the soft bristles of the toothbrush.

There is also the bathroom floor mirror, Jun Ran just started to see the mirror always amazed, reaching out again and again to touch their own hands in the mirror, once too much force actually pressed the mirror to break, knocking on his room door came in to admit their fault. He bluffed him that such a big mirror is very expensive to buy, Jun Ran lowered his head and said, I can't afford to pay now, can I pay you later?

Gu Xiran almost did not tense almost broke on the spot, but at least the face finally stabilized, the face of the old man just does not care if you look at the look.

He felt that he almost had to make this person cry that time. Finally, in the end, I could not bear to put people back to bed and wrap them up to sleep. Jun Ran that pair of eyes too clean and innocent, covered with a layer of moist water film, whispered a sentence, I'm sure worth a lot of mirrors.

This sentence Gu Xiran pondered for a long time, back to the taste is on the stage, when it was a fierce waist action he suddenly sprayed laughter and almost fell to the stage, but the quick eye and hand to help the audience on stage quickly stabilized back.

Simply to be cute crack.

Now everything in sight is reminding him that Jun Ran is no longer there. He was so sick and gambled out of the hospital, how can be well all?

One side is good, one more look, far away.

At least to know how this person is now, without him is not the same can live comfortably, or even better.

Gu Xiran did a night of strange and bizarre dreams, a habit of opening his eyes to look at the phone, last night mobile data forgot to close, the message box above a few icons.

The moment you click on that, his brain "buzzed", and thinking broke.

Drowning.

Jun Ran drowning, and is not breathing.

He turned over and over again to see the title many times, as if the language from childhood to childhood is returned to the teacher, do not understand the meaning of the words.

The picture is a sneak peek of the scene, a little blurry, June dyed wet, closed his eyes, clothing close to the body. He was poorly thin in the arms of the paramedics, slightly containing the shoulders, actually just a small mass, moist black hair on the cheeks, crooked head, a face bloodless.

Jun Ran.

That person is Jun Ran.

That beautiful texture, as if the jungle feline Jun Ran, smiling with a pair of eyes let people illusion see the starry sea of Jun Ran.

Yes, Jun Ran said before, will be very sad, will wait a long time, and then die.

How did he forget it?

The one he had embraced was going to be on a small altar, attached to the pair of eyes that always made his heart ache as if they were flowing with tears.

He hadn't had the chance to see him yet.

It shouldn't be.

He had thought last night that if he couldn't catch anyone again, he would blend into the TR and turn it over layer by layer until he was forcibly thrown out.

As long as he wants, there is still a lot of time, he is deliberate, and can always see Jun Ran again.

When June Dye is angry after some time, he can take the white chocolate cake to make amends. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.

He obviously had it all planned out.

After the reconciliation he can ask each other out for dinner, and watch his movie together, he is still happy to make bento for Jun Ran, and can take the time to personally send it to the set, as a visit; New Year's Day Jun Ran is free, they can spend together as before. Jun Ran like to eat pure vegetarian dumplings, like scallops, and river food soup, like steamed tender egg custard, a spoon down accidentally will scratch, but he is very good at it.

And then what.

And then, not without a little expectation, that a little bit, as if the fire is dying out when the last glimmer of light. He himself did not dare to tell the expectation.

What is the feeling?

The actual fact is that you will be able to get a lot more than just a few of the most popular and most popular items. He did not have the nerve to live a serious life, or he would have to go crazy, crazy than now is complete.

When coughing the most powerful non-stop smoking, stomach pain to numbness continues on stage. He did not care, not the young man's disdain for the relatively distant death, he really did not care.

Like a person deprived of the sense of pain. Pain is the best proof of the existence of life. All the sensations of Gu Xiran are like a membrane, and then the hard things, because of that layer of the diaphragm are also just erroneous. The raging desire to destroy flows in his blood and bones and he will even deliberately look for pain, crazy love affairs can make people feel death.

He feels that he does not have to live so long, should cry, should laugh, just enjoy, no one expects from him, and he does not have to respond. He even maliciously thought about his body decomposing in the room, with a gentle smile on his face.

Jun Ran was different.

They are two completely different people, but the loneliness that comes from their bones is strangely similar. He could not resist the urge to hug him because those eyes were crying.

No matter how late he was busy at the bar he would go home and had to go home. When I entered the door, I saw this person's drowsy eyes, hair tossed all night and scattered a shoulder and a back, wearing a thin knitted shirt, talking a little mute, because just woke up a little slurred.

The usual words are, "You're back", "I'm not sick", and "I'm hungry".

The voice sounded pampered to him. It was as if he lived only to come home and open the door to this one person, this one sentence.

At that time he felt that he had to crawl back even if he broke his arms and legs driving down the road. What is this person going to do? He couldn't wait for someone to open the door, who remembered him when he was sick and hungry.

The feeling of tying the meaning of existence to one person is fascinating and dangerous.

He wanted to live longer, for Jun Ran.

At the same time, his sanity told him soberly that he was not worthy.

He hopes that Jun Ran will make a golden marriage, hold hands with him under the sun, hold each other's heads, and after a hundred years, have children and grandchildren, and live a life envied by all normal people.

Even if this person's loneliness is engraved too deep, it can be gently touched by the palm of the woman who has not yet appeared, fading and smoothing in a long time.

There's always someone who can make him look good from time to time. The world is vast and unpredictable, and there will always be that one person. Jun Ran, he deserves the best.

The best one, definitely not himself.

He even considered what identity and expression he would use to stand next to Jun Ran at that time.

Born this kind of person sitting in the wind, if the years are old, what kind of light.

He had already walked through his life with him in his head.

He never thought Jun Ran would leave, suddenly, without a trace of mercy.

Drowning.

How cold it should be.

His body temperature was lower than average as long as he didn't have a fever, and that frostbite added insult to injury.

How could he ...... How could he make it so hard for this man?