cross

407.

What kind of phone call can last for hours without either party speaking?

It’s mine and An Jin’s.

At sunrise, the sea was illuminated. He said goodnight, and Qiu Yang sent a good morning. My dislike for Qiu Yang increased a little because of this good morning. I don't like the fact that he can sleep without drugs.

408.

Exploding Dog: Good morning.

Exploding Dog: Is it up?

Exploding Dog: It’s September vacation time. Do you need me to patrol near your house during this period?

Fried Dog: Still not awake? You are really lazy.

Me: Are you sick?

Exploding Dog: Yo, are you awake?

Exploding Dog: What time did you wake up?

Exploding Dog: Didn’t you take your medicine yesterday?

Me: No.

Exploding Dog: That’s a good thing.

Exploding Dog: Unhappy?

Me: Whether it’s good or bad is none of your business.

Exploding Dog: Am I meddling in other people’s business?

Exploding Dog: Are you hungry?

Fried Dog: Shaved ice or noodles?

Fried Dog: I’m walking there now, I guess they’ll be open on weekends.

Exploding Dog: Go together?

Me: No, I’m practicing the piano.

Exploding Dog: What time do I have to practice?

Exploding Dog: I can wait.

Me: You don’t have to wait.

Exploding Dog: Isn’t this a coincidence?

Exploding Dog: I won’t listen to you either.

409.

I didn't practice piano, and somehow I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was almost night, and I clicked on the unread text messages.

FryDog: Open the door.

Exploding Dog: Forget it, remember to open the door.

After opening the door, I saw shaved ice, grilled skewers and baoluo noodles on the small steps outside.

Reply to text message.

Me: Calculate the amount and give it to you when school starts.

Exploding Dog: What did you do during the day?

Exploding Dog: What about cultivating immortality?

Me: Don’t buy me anything, I don’t need it.

Exploding Dog: You have such a bad temper?

Me: Calculate how much it is.

Exploding Dog: No thanks.

Exploding Dog: Please treat me to a meal.

Me: You’re really annoying.

Exploding Dog: If you are not annoyed by the person following you, why are you annoyed by me?

Exploding Dog: Or, you care about me, so you find me annoying?

Me: You have no logic.

Exploding Dog: Your Chinese is not good.

Fried Dog: Treat me to dinner tomorrow afternoon.

Me: Why?

Exploding Dog: Short of money?

Fried Dog: Shaved ice is fine, or I can treat you.

Exploding Dog: Tomorrow, tomorrow.

Fried Dog: Afternoon, afternoon.

Me: Problem.

Exploding Dog: Is that okay?

Of course not. I don't want to, so I can't. Before I even reply to the message, I receive another one.

410.

So scary: Are you awake?

I was so scared that I lost my grip on the phone. I quickly replied to Qiu Yang,

Me: Okay.

Me: OK!

Me: Where to eat? You decide.

Me: Can you come pick me up?

There are ambushes all around me.

Exploding Dog: Okay.

Exploding Dog: Sure.

Exploding Dog: Have you gotten it?

Me: What the hell? What time tomorrow?

Exploding Dog: Let’s go a little later. I’ll call you when I get there.

Me: How late?

Exploding Dog: It won’t be too late.

Exploding Dog: You should get some more sleep.

Me: Don’t be disgusting.

Exploding Dog: This is me, a warm-hearted man.

411.

I put on my wired headphones and prepared to do my homework when An Jin sent me another text.

So scary: Are you in the study?

So scary: Are you in the study?

So scary: Are you in the study?

It seems that if I don’t reply he will keep sending messages, so I replied.

I am.

So scary: What are you doing?

So scary: What are you doing?

Me: Doing homework.

So scary: Are you sleeping during the day?

I am.

So scary: Which page are you on now?

Me: Page one.

So scary: Did anyone else text you just now?

I have.

Me: Don’t you know everything about me?

Me: What else?

So scary: How many words did you reply to him?

Me: Not many words.

So scary: How many sentences?

Me: You have to know?

So scary: Yes.

Me: About a dozen sentences.

So scary: Why?

Me: What why?

So scary: Why did you reply to his text message?

Me: He’s just like you.

Me: Annoying.

So scary: different.

It’s scary: no one else is like me.

Yes, you are the scariest.

Me: That’s all for today?

So scary: No.

So scary: Who texted you?

So scary: Did Xu Jiaheng send you a text message?

So scary: Do you want to meet?

It's scary: you can't meet him.

So scary: Can you just meet with me?

It's scary: you don't meet or talk to other people.

So scary: Don’t look at other people.

So scary: they are not good.

His anxiety came through the screen and reached me, making me inexplicably anxious.

Me: Xu Jiaheng didn’t send me a text message.

Me: You can’t order me around, and that would make it impossible for me to like you.

Me: Senior.

So scary: What do I have to do to make you like me?

Me: Don’t text me and don’t be around me.

So scary: I know you are different.

So scary: You have a lot of friends now that you didn’t have in junior high school.

I am.

Me: I have a lot of friends, so there is no room for you.

So scary: Yes.

So scary: I don’t want my friend’s position.

Me: That’s even less so.

Me: If Xu Jiaheng texts me every day, I will ignore you.

So scary: You are so cruel.

So scary: Xu Jiaheng is fine?

So scary: I think he is very ordinary and there is nothing good about him.

My phone was almost dead, and as I went downstairs to get the charger, I thought about this. I had a similar thought when I first saw Li Enhui. She's too ordinary, she doesn't deserve you, because you're not ordinary. Regardless of whether you're ordinary or not, in my eyes, you're not ordinary.

He didn't reply to An Jin, nor did he feel like eating. He just drank a glass of water, took some medicine, and went to sleep.

412.

The next morning, the doorbell rang. I thought it was Qiu Yang, so I opened the door and saw An Jin.

"Senior."

He doesn't speak.

"If you keep doing this, I'm going to change my number," I said.

"I'm sorry, I..."

"Can you please listen to me?"

"Yes."

"Listen to me in everything." Like before, I think that's the only way to say I like you.

"Can."

"Okay, you cry." I looked at him and he cried.

The drinks at the buffet are unlimited, as are yours. So are his tears. Even silence can pin me down, his tears can create a complete cross. I can't wait for it to end, I keep counting. So many, do you really like this much?

He confessed without a word.

413.

I don't know how long it took, but he said he had cried enough. I hadn't seen enough, so I said,

"Don't ask me questions, don't text me anymore, don't follow me."

He said no.

414.

After saying that, he left. If I had known, I wouldn’t have opened the door.