On a cold rainy night, Zheng Yucheng stared blankly at the ring he took off his ring finger.
Looking at the icy ring in the dark night sky, Yucheng's heart felt cold.
"Are they all deliberately against me? Are they?" Yucheng's back became stiff, and the look on his face was gloomy and painful. His voice floated in the air, but his eyes fell on the diamond without blinking. on the ring. The simple and rustic pattern was a bit old in color. After a moment of silence, he threw the ring into the night sky.
"I've been enduring it, I've been enduring it! But I really can't bear this tone anymore!" Thinking over and over again of how ugly I was in front of my wife and all my colleagues today, I reluctantly sat down on the stone steps outside the apartment building. Yucheng began to stare at the water-stained leather shoes with hatred in his eyes again.
"Who can live with a poisonous centipede at home and so many poisonous centipedes at work?" After kicking off his shoes at the door, Yucheng frantically beat the puddle in front of him.
"Huh?!" Almost at the same moment, Chengmei slumped silently against the closed door. After a burst of luck, a lion's roar as heavy as thunder stunned the two children. After secretly glancing at Chengmei's eyes as round as grapes, the eldest daughter tiptoed back to the desk, her face almost buried in the pile of test papers.
Outside the apartment building, at some point, Yucheng had thrown his umbrella and suit jacket into the puddle beside him. At this time, there were already traces of blood on his head, face, neck, and the muscles faintly exposed through his shirt. Flooded into pale rivers. In the dim light that was so blurry and unpredictable, countless mixed emotions gradually flashed through his amber eyes: confusion, nostalgia, sadness, intolerance...
"I'm the one who deserves to die! What did I just say to her?! Damn it! I'm the one who deserves to die!" Recalling the huge catastrophe just now, Yucheng repeated "Damn" in confusion.
"It's your fault! It's all your fault! That's the woman who gave birth to two children for me! Why didn't you stop me just now!" Yu Cheng raised his neck and yelled in confusion at the innocent pair of shoes.
Suddenly a bag of garbage fell from the sky and hit Yucheng right in front. Yucheng stood up reflexively, looking coldly and angrily at the entire apartment building that was filled with deathly silence.
Just when he composed himself, opened his mouth, and was about to start another mouth fight, a car parked tightly behind him, and the music in the car was turned up extremely loud, drowning out the screams that were brewing. Yucheng was startled.
"Hey! Is this all over? Anyone else who sees me as an eyesore should get out of here!"
With these cold and hurtful words, the guy in the car reluctantly rolled down the window.
"There's no need for such harsh words and hurtful words! It's obvious that you stayed up in the middle of the night, standing here shouting and shouting and blocking the way! Why don't you get out of the way, hey! You're just telling me what you're looking at!"
The deafening sound filled Yucheng's shaking eardrums like an overwhelming force. At that moment, he seemed to have forgotten what he was going to say, and looked blankly into the car. When he saw clearly that the middle-aged man sitting in the driver's seat was wearing When Yu Cheng was wearing a set of oversized children's clothes, the shoes he put on his feet almost flew out again.
"From the beginning to the end, no one I came into contact with had a good word to say. Oh my god! Are you done yet?! Ashe, they are all things that cannot spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. They are just offal!"
It's like having an endless nightmare. The weather was so cold, Yucheng shrank his neck and tightly wrapped his shirt that had been soaked in the rain.
Along the way from the apartment building to the Pei Ke Mian food stall, Zheng Yucheng kept pointing his finger at the sky angrily. The stubborn sky, the unfathomable sky, to Yucheng was simply a sky that he ignored. Just like that, he cursed stubbornly until he saw the words "Closed Tonight" clearly written on the unsatisfactory bulletin board on the door of the Sharing Voice food stall, and Yucheng's anger finally stopped.
"Closed tonight." Zheng Yucheng slapped the locked glass door eagerly. "Hey! Ke Mian!" It was as if something mysterious and attractive was greeting him in the dark restaurant. Even though he knew something was wrong, Yu Cheng couldn't help but tiptoeing in.
"Hello! Ke Mian!" The moment the call was connected, Yu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the rain from his forehead with his other hand, and then put it into his trouser pocket.
"Oh! I'm sick tonight!" Yu Cheng's melancholy fingers gripped the bulletin board tightly like cold iron hoops. Seeing that the unlucky sign was about to be pulled down by him, Yucheng's tightly grasped hand involuntarily loosened his grip, and while pacing back and forth in the deep alley, the pain of being hurt flashed through his eyes again and again.
"So...how are you feeling now? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" At this very delicate moment, Yucheng asked with concern in a voice about the size of a mosquito.
A cold halo burst out from the streetlight behind him, and the scratches on his cheeks from Chengmei's fingers gradually turned crimson, so red that they were dazzling. Yucheng squatted beside the trash can in silence and took a gentle breath. His voice was as cold as if he was in another country.
"Seungmei and I didn't quarrel. Maybe the weather was not good tonight. I suddenly missed my school days so much, so I walked along Pyeongchang-dong to the food stall." Yucheng lowered his head with a pained expression on his face. Looking at the pair of leather shoes that were soaked inside and out, the expression on his face was extremely awkward and unnatural as he smiled awkwardly at the phone.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang..." The late-night taxi burst out with unprecedented potential, just like the enemy or enemy boss in the movie, driving all the way without anyone noticing. It is estimated that all the scoldings he wanted to curse had been finished just now. At this moment, Yucheng's anger had already vented most of his anger. He used his sticky feet to drag the even more wet shoes. At the moment when his eyes met with the driver of the car, Yucheng just He took a deep look inside, but in the end said nothing, and then walked towards the road that was even muddier than when he came.
"Otherwise they say that a cold in summer can turn a person into a dog!" Yucheng scratched his head and smiled bitterly.
"No, don't worry about it. I really just want to catch up with old friends and have a bowl of your best udon noodles!" Yucheng deliberately pretended to be very unreasonable and said with This area covers up his painful and angry heart. After all, we are all men. Showing too much vulnerability will only attract more ridicule.
"I swear to God it's not the case. Besides, I'm already very worried about the company's affairs. Even if I had the intention, I wouldn't have the extra energy to argue with Li Chengmei. It's really just greed and itching. I promise again. Really not, nothing happened between me and Li Chengmei, you have to believe me." Yucheng repeated the promise no less than twenty times, and after exchanging hands, he started again. Once, he shouted that Dou E was wronged.
"I know! That's it for tonight. Please, Ke Mian, go and get some rest!" Yu Cheng hurriedly raised his hand and swore, and hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to reply.
Yucheng silently looked at the dark asphalt road, feeling in a daze that those puddles really looked like his heart that had been bleeding over the years.
"Haha." The aristocratic arrogance in his tone made Yu Cheng raise his eyebrows. He suddenly smiled, an arrogant and enchanting smile. Suddenly he was slightly startled again. A tense sigh squeezed out of his throat, and his eyes His eyes were as dark and painful as the water surface covered with a layer of floating ice, and that aura frightened all living beings.
"Hey! Ming Yao! Oh! It's my younger siblings."
Under the shade of the rustling trees, Yucheng's shadow reflected emptyly on the ground, as if it would dissipate like gray crystals at any time.
"You Ming Yao went to buy weaning food! Okay, I understand." The moment the phone was hung up again, Yu Cheng stood there with a slight confusion in his eyes. He clenched his fingers, struggled internally, and finally softened. Suddenly the nightmare struck him again, and he soothed himself with a hypnotic voice.
"Hey! Brother and sister! Did you tell me that he hasn't arrived home yet? Oh! Something happened at home just now, and I want to discuss it with him." There was only the slightest hint of hoarseness in the pain. "No, sister-in-law, don't get me wrong, I'm not the type to go out with him for a drink and talk." A large amount of charming dust rose up in the air. For Yucheng, who had been rejected twice in a row, it was really boring. At this moment, he My heart is simply colder than the winter when dripping water turns to ice.
"How come my life is more bitter than coptis!" After the extreme coldness, there was gradually numbness like a pile of ice and snow. The corners of Yucheng's lips were stained with a touch of bitterness, and his eyes suddenly darkened, as if in the middle of the cold winter night, there was no Floating light, all that awaits is its silent disappearance.
"When I'm so sad, there's no one around me who can talk. It's like living in a closed air barrier. The joys, sorrows and joys of everyone in the world have nothing to do with me, and my sadness has nothing to do with me. Everyone is different." There was a kind of hatred entangled in the blood like a vine. The last glimmer of light extinguished from Yucheng's eyes. Before that, he had been heartbreakingly laughing at the not-so-good memories and persistence.
In five minutes, his voice gradually changed from cold as iron to as hot as boiling. It was unknown what kind of force it had that prompted Yucheng to click on Song Zhuxuan's profile picture.
"No, how could I have such evil thoughts! I know clearly that Zhuxuan treats me, she treats me..." Yucheng opened a pair of gloomy eyes and shouted in the alley. Subconsciously, his hands tightened on the fence in front of him, and the violent collision made him tremble. It was not until the gentle rain line wrapped around him soothingly again that he gradually calmed down, and slowly let go of the fence. hand. When scrolling through the phone book again, the words "Agent Zhao" came into view first and unexpectedly.
"Agent Zhao..." Yu Cheng repeated these three unfamiliar words in his heart and mouth, and his movements stopped. After hesitating for a moment, Yu Cheng simply pressed the phone.
"Hey! Agent Zhao, where are you?" It was really one person leading the way. The moment he heard Agent Zhao's voice clearly, Yu Cheng was excited.
"Of course I'm at home. But what's the matter with calling me at this time?" Agent Zhao's voice was hoarse and low, but to Yu Cheng who couldn't release his mood, it was as intense as a spark hitting the earth.
"Oh! It's like this. I feel that you may be feeling a little empty inside during this period. I would like to invite you to the izakaya downstairs for a chat." Yucheng looked at the airtight sky in trance, and his voice sounded like a sign of goodwill. , but more like a plea.
"I'm obviously allergic to seafood! Why do I still like to invite others to places like that? You'd better come to my house."
Agent Zhao's nonchalant reply caused ripples in Yucheng's heart. Suddenly he was so happy that he couldn't control himself.
"Really? Are you really inviting me to your home?"
"It's not that exaggerated, isn't it? Isn't it a normal thing to invite colleagues with whom you have a good relationship to come to your home?"
As soon as Agent Zhao finished speaking, Zheng Yucheng hurriedly ran towards the boarding station like an impatient little monkey.
