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Chapter 86 Falling Down 86

Huo Yang didn't sleep well all night, tossed and turned, and had many shady dreams.

There are many scenes of college days in the dream, but what is inconsistent with reality is that those scenes all carry unprecedentedly strong erotic meanings, as if Ye Lang's every move carries extra deep meaning.

Huo Yang was still hiding with him on the bed with the curtains drawn, Xiaopang and Second Pao were outside screaming and playing games, and the light between the bed and the wall was dim.The atmosphere was secretive and sinful, but it made people uncontrollably excited. Huo Yang used his fingertips to outline his abs. Under such provocation, Ye Lang's eyes became watery.

Even in his dreams, he felt sadly that he was singing the national anthem and raising the flag.

Because of a man.

Or his former roommate.

Naturally, he didn't continue the dream after that, he looked up at the ceiling, while comforting himself that he had only been single for many years, he made up a whole set of ideas.

Getting up from the bed in the guest room, Huo Yang's limbs were a little limp, like a hangover.A thought popped up in his head, kissing a drunk, will it be detected by the alcohol detector for drunk driving?

In order to calm himself down, Huo Yang decided to go for a walk.When he went out, he found Ye Lang's door was open, and Da Bai Tuan was sleeping on the mat at the foot of the bed.

Dabai had a shallow sleep, and woke up when someone approached.Huo Yang decided to take the dog for a walk instead, so he greeted him and gently closed the door.

There are botanical gardens and science and technology parks outside the community. The environment is excellent. It is located around the Fifth Ring Road, and the road is not noisy.Huo Yang walked around with the dog, guessing that Ye Lang was about to wake up, so he bought a hot breakfast at the Chinese restaurant in the community, and praised the sky-high price.

“Three mountains and five gardens,” he wrote on Weibo, posting a photo of the menu and price points, “a cemetery for the poor.”

And fruit.He squeezed a glass of juice, and when he went upstairs with it, he heard the sound of pumping water coming from Ye Lang's bedroom, and his first reaction was: Did he vomit again?

"The one whose surname is Ye!" Huo Yang rushed in immediately, kicked open the bathroom door, and met Ye Lang who turned his head in surprise.

There is no smell in the room, it seems that I did not vomit.

He just breathed a sigh of relief, and saw a few pills in Ye Lang's palm, and his nerves tightened suddenly, "What are you taking?!"

"..." Ye Lang picked up the medicine box and showed it to him: Sanjiu Weitai.

"Hey, I'm scared to death." Huo Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead, "you can eat."

"What's all the fuss about?" Ye Lang raised his head, swallowed the pill, and screwed on the mineral water bottle.

"I'm afraid you'll commit suicide by taking poison." Huo Yang said a bad word that he was afraid of even hearing it, and suddenly felt his chest was wet. When he lowered his head, he found that most of the juice in his hand had splashed on his body.

"..." He felt so stupid, "Can I lend you some clothes to wear?"

"Just take it." Ye Lang pointed to the door.

Huo Yang pulled the clothes with one hand and went to the cloakroom, opened the closet with the other hand and randomly picked out a T-shirt.After changing into his clothes, he moved his nostrils and sniffed vigorously. He always felt that there was a very faint familiar smell on the clothes.

The moment he stepped out of the sliding door, Huo Yang suddenly realized, isn't this the smell of Ye Lang?

Suddenly, the blood that had been stagnant all morning surged up.Huo Yang belatedly remembered how Ye Lang stood in front of the sink wearing only a pair of black shorts with messy hair just now, his scalp was numb.

"Indecent, indecent, indecent..." he repeated mechanically in his heart, "upright, upright, upright..."

The sound of the shower flushing came from the bathroom next door, and Huo Yang was halfway up, unable to straighten up, and ran away quickly.

After taking a shower, Ye Lang wore a shapeless T-shirt and big pants, his hair was blown into the sky, and he went downstairs half dead, and sat at the dining table, "Thank you last night."

"It's okay." Huo Yang ate without raising his head. He couldn't stop talking about the custard buns. "Your food is delicious."

"I only go back once a week or two, and the kitchen cooks hard when they see me." Ye Lang poured a glass of navel orange juice, "Usually, it's normal."

Huo Yang finally had enough, wiped his mouth, raised his head, "Comrade Ye Lang, I want to inform you of something."

"Huh?" Comrade Ye Lang drank the freshly squeezed juice of capitalism, but his appearance was unkempt, like the Red Army crossing the grass.

Huo Yang said solemnly: "Since the organization is very dissatisfied with your life that is not as good as that of pigs and dogs, in order to improve your breeding conditions and ensure your physical and psychological health, I decided to represent the organization—" He thought about his words, and then calmly said Said it, "I'm staying at your house."

The owner of the house asked him with a mentally retarded look, "Then where do I live?" Huo Yang waved his hand, "We live together."

"Pfft!" Ye Lang spat out a mouthful of juice, frightened by this powerful word, looking for papers everywhere.

"You can pay the rent as you like, share the water, electricity, gas and property expenses equally, and I will cover three meals a day." Huo Yang showed his cards in an orderly manner, "You can sleep anywhere, don't run away from housework, beat and scold, what additional terms do you have? Whenever I think of it, I will start to execute it, and I will never breach the contract. Do you have any comments? Do you want to make a paper contract?"

Ye Lang was confused for a long time, "No, you...I...how do you..."

Under Huo Yang's watchful eyes, he spent a lot of effort, and finally organized a human sentence, "No... no, I don't agree."

"I don't agree with this?" Huo Yang thought about it pretendingly, "How about I add another deadline for you, the deadline is a lifetime?"

Ye Lang was dazzled by the numbers given to him, so he cut the mess quickly, and only answered with a firm bite: "I say no."

Huo Yang withdrew his unserious expression and looked straight into his eyes, "Why?"

They are all doing business, and negotiating skills are an essential skill point.Huo Yang dug a hole, once Ye Lang answered the "why", he would refute the truth and fallacies one by one.Afterwards, he will be soft and tough slowly, and one day he will be able to tame him.

Ye Lang didn't jump into the trap, "Did you read my medical records?"

"What medical records?" Huo Yang pretended to be stupid, and even pretended to be weird.

"Did you move that drawer, what things you touched, and how many medicines you secretly poured on me, I know all about it." Ye Lang put down the cup, put his elbows on the table, crossed his fingers, pinched his knuckles from time to time, "Slip There are alkaloids on the shaft, and rubbing will change the color. I always arrange the contents of the drawer according to a rule, and I remember the number of pills in each bottle."

"I also know that you looked through the cupboard in my bedroom, drank the wine in the thermostat cabinet, and read which books in the study—because there are bookmarks in each book, numbered, and it doesn't matter where you put it in the book. It's all fixed. Huo Yang, if I don't say something, it doesn't mean I don't know."

"Then... what should I say?" Huo Yang drank the soy milk, thought for a while, and gave a thumbs up, "Awesome! Awesome!——Is that so?"

"Don't you understand what I mean?" Ye Lang glanced at him mockingly, "My obsessive-compulsive state is 'extremely heavy'. When I was taking Valium, I installed cameras in every room of this house. There is a garden outside, surrounded by three or four roads. Insomnia at night, I watch the surveillance video in the control room, and it still happens..."

"Really?" Huo Yang lowered his head, covering up an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth, "Then you'd better not watch last night's."

Ye Lang was irritated by his attitude of avoiding the important and taking the light of the matter, and his anger suddenly rose, "Are you listening to me?!"

"I'm listening. But what you said, whether it's scaring me or persuading me, is useless to me." Huo Yang raised the cup and looked at him innocently, "I just can't let you go , dissatisfied with your living conditions and want to take care of you, is that okay?"

"..." Ye Lang pinched his brows and tried to calm his breath. After a while, he sneered, "Why, do you want to develop some other relationship?"

"This point," Huo Yang looked at him sincerely, "I thought it was obvious enough."

Ye Lang, "..."

This pre-emptive move was a bit stupid, he found that the little tricks he knew might not be enough for this guy.

"Then please go ahead." He dropped these words and slammed the door, making a loud noise.

Huo Yang automatically interpreted this sentence as "you can do whatever you like", moved out of his belongings from the guest room, and used the living room as an office in a strange way.During the period, Ye Lang went downstairs once to give the clothes from last night to the dry cleaner who came to pick them up, then turned around and went to the basement, treating him as a bonsai the whole time.

Huo Yang hung up his earphones and sat cross-legged in front of the coffee table to make a phone call, "Don't worry about that, we can treat the club as a fitness center first, recharge the card, and the annual fee is [-]. Once more people are recruited, it will be considered as a fundraiser... "

"Huo Yang—!" A roar came from the corridor leading to the basement.

Huo Yang's speech speed was ten times as fast as a wild horse: "Old Zheng, you first do as I say, I will call you if there is a situation here!"

Before he rushed to the door, Ye Lang had already killed him, and asked through gritted teeth, "Where are you going?"

"I'm that..." Huo Yang originally wanted to make use of the topic, but he hesitated for a moment when he looked so angry that his stomach ached, and his heart turned to his face, "It's my fault! ! You fight!"

He was waiting to be beaten into a compressed can by Ye Lang, but before the expected slap or hook, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ears—he actually twisted his ears!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Wrong, wrong!"

"Wrong?" Ye Lang said coldly.As soon as he relaxed a little, Huo Yang seized the opportunity, turned from defense to offense, and quickly rushed forward to hug his waist.

The two hit the wall without light or heavy. In the confusion, Huo Yang strangled his arm as hard as he could, and said with all his might: "If you really don't have feelings for me, and you never will in the future, then you Just look at me and break off friendship with me again. I promise I will never pester you!"

"You..." Ye Lang struggled, his eye circles gradually turned red, and finally he gritted his teeth, "How can you force me like this?"

"I won't force you," Huo Yang saw that he suddenly collapsed, let go of his hand, took a few steps back, and stood at a safe distance, "I'll give you time to think about it. But if you have any concerns, tell me, don't Don't make decisions for me, just dig into the corners of your own."

Ye Lang reluctantly said: "I didn't get into the horns."

"That's why you have concerns," Huo Yang said, "Is there anything you can't say?"

He leaned against the wall, and after the vivid expression faded away, there was only weariness between his brows, "I don't have the energy... to mess around with you, understand?"

Huo Yang really wanted to blurt out "I'm serious, if I say I won't leave, I will never leave", but this sentence rushed to his lips, and he bit it off dangerously, at least he didn't brush it on his body again A layer of "clever talk".

Ye Lang's heart is like an onion, one layer after another is peeled off, and the heart is cut in half, so the cross-section is terrifying.Since Huo Yang couldn't peel off his core, and couldn't see what kind of thoughts were pressing inside, he couldn't prescribe the right medicine, so he could only scratch his head.

He forcibly suppressed himself, and listened to Ye Lang continue to say: "Even if you can hold me for a while, you can't hold me for a lifetime. At that time, it will be unfair to you. And there are some things... I will have to pay the price sooner or later."

Huo Yang only listened to the first half, and immediately forgot to ask the second half, "Then you mean that I just watched you depressed? There is no way!"

So it fell apart again.Ye Lang turned around and went back to the house, while Huo Yang was entrenched in the living room, planning to steal all the tobacco and alcohol in his room, but Ye Lang didn't step out the whole day.

Huo Yang had an arrangement in the afternoon that he couldn't shirk. It was a big client, and he forced them to go hunting, which took them all night.It was already morning when he left the hunting ground the next day, and he thought Ye Lang must be at work at this point, so he stayed busy until the afternoon before going home.

But when he got home, he took a look at the living room, opened the shoe cabinet, and found that the man didn't seem to be going anywhere.

Thick curtains were drawn in Ye Lang's room, blocking all the light, and the smell was everywhere like the scene of the fire.Huo Yang was distraught, and saw that the ashtray and trash can were full of cigarette butts, and the culprit was still lying on the bed, sleeping drowsily.

"Get up!"

The curtains were swung open, the floor-to-ceiling windows were opened to the maximum, Ye Lang was still a little confused when he was roughly pulled up, "What are you doing..."

"You set the fire? Ah?! You lie in bed and smoke a cigarette all day without my mother's presence. You're tired of life, aren't you?"

Ye Lang couldn't open his eyes, and stretched out his hand to block the too strong light, "... none of your business?"

Huo Yang was so angry that his brain boiled, he looked around the room, then lowered his head and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not today." Ye Lang pushed him away impatiently, lifted the quilt over his head, and continued to sleep.

Huo Yang worked hard to suppress his anger.He cleaned up all the cigarette butts in the room, ran downstairs angrily, boiled a pot of noodles, ran up again, forced Ye Lang to finish eating, poured a large glass of warm water back like ADHD, and stood beside him, Stare at him and take a sip.

"You still want to drive me away?" Huo Yang watched him fall back on the bed, "You don't look like a human being, do you know that?"

"..."

"You just don't want me to bother you, you should act like a dog, then I have no reason to hang around here..."

"I just have insomnia." Ye Lang interrupted him.

Huo Yang saw that his eyes were half-closed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed to be falling asleep again. He suddenly thought of something, and pinched his stubble-prone chin, "Wait, are you taking medicine again?"

"No!" Ye Lang was so tormented by him that he lost all sleepiness, Yintang was going black, "I'm going to take medicine, and I won't be able to wake up by this time tomorrow!"

"Oh?" Huo Yang was dubious, and wanted to check the monitoring, "I can't sleep at night, we can chat, don't be bored alone."

Ye Lang has a bad attitude towards this.Huo Yang didn't care as much as he did. After cleaning up the dishes, he dragged him out for a walk with Dabai.At night, holding the computer, I squeezed onto his bed. After I finished my business, I started to harass him again, determined to harass him so that he would not have time to think about it and get depressed.

During this period of time, Ye Lang seemed to have forced himself to retire.Don't go to work, don't go out, don't talk; wake up to eat, eat before going to sleep, occasionally when awake, often wandering in a daze.Assistant Guan couldn't get through to his phone and came to Huo Yang. Huo Yang could only say that he was not in good condition and that no one could feel his presence in front of him.

Assistant Guan came to see him once, holding a thick stack of documents.The two closed the door and conspired and discussed for a long time. When Assistant Guan left, he had the same sleepwalking expression as him.

Huo Yang rejected all the entertainment that could be pushed, and stayed at home at work as much as possible, guarding Ye Lang all day, for fear that something would happen to him.At the beginning, the latter tried his best to drive him away. He struggled for two days, but without success, he simply gave up.Huo Yang watched him eat, drink, shave, and dragged him to walk the dog, watch movies, and go to the supermarket. He knew that if he didn't drag him, Ye Lang would really be able to do nothing and say nothing. Immerse yourself in the spiritual world and drift with the waves.

Sometimes, he would be in a better mood, he wouldn't look world-weary, and he wouldn't ignore everything Huo Yang said.

He would sleep on his arm at night and chat with Huo Yang for a while, even though it was only a few words.He would put a tomato with water vapor next to Huo Yang's computer, even though he still walked away without looking back.

He can also push the shopping cart, and Huo Yang walks in front, hearing the "click" sound of a bag of yogurt being thrown into the cart.Although if no one reminded him, he would still put that thing to expire.

He's just in a bad mood and doesn't talk much.Huo Yang told himself that, anyway, he didn't talk much at first.

The days passed so peacefully that he even had the illusion that they could go on like this forever.Ye Lang is like something he secretly hides at home, he only shows him when he smiles, and only shows him when he cries.He also has the ability to shield all the storms that are approaching.

This delusion maintains his illusion, like the sound of a siren that is so far away in the middle of the night, a heavy but fragile hope.

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Whistle at midnight: This metaphor comes from Haruki Murakami's "Whistle at Midnight"