Chapter 68 Chapter 68 The Mystery of Lemmings
Xia Chun put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at He Mingan silently.
They looked at each other in silence.
"Brother Ming'an, are they your classmates?" The little boy who was being held by He Ming'an spoke at this time.
Xia Chun then stood up as if waking up from a dream: "I've finished eating, I'll leave first."
He didn't know whether he was talking to Gu Yang or He Mingan. Anyway, after saying this, he left here, and his back looked like he was fleeing in panic.
"Are you full already? You have a really small appetite." The boy glanced at the half-eaten dishes on the table, then looked up at Gu Yang, "Brother Yang, long time no see, do you still remember me? I'm He Tong."
Gu Yang clearly had no impression. He Tong pouted: "I am Ming An's cousin. Last year, Ming An took me to dinner with you. You even touched my head."
"Oh, it seems like that's the case..." Gu Yang didn't know whether he remembered it or not, but he still said it cooperatively.
"Ayang, I didn't expect to meet you here," He Mingan gently interrupted the topic and put his hands on He Tong's shoulders, "I brought my kids out for dinner, what a coincidence."
He Tong shut his mouth.
He looked at Gu Yang with a somewhat subtle feeling at the moment. He couldn't tell what the feeling was. There was obviously no expression on her face, but it reminded him of the girl in the class who accidentally smashed a vase and looked panicked.
He Mingan looked at Gu Yang with a complicated expression, and for a moment he even forgot what to say.
Baibai is so much older than him, how come he can't even explain himself clearly?
"I suddenly don't want to eat at this restaurant anymore. Brother Mingan, let's go to another one." He Tong couldn't help but speak.
"...Okay." He Ming'an responded as if relieved, "Ayang, I haven't had dinner yet, can you eat some more with me?"
Gu Yang didn't say anything, just nodded in agreement.
He Tong walked forward alone to make room for the two people behind him.
"Why are you eating here? Where is Xie Wu? Didn't he say he wanted to take you out to play?" He Mingan asked in the same tone as usual.
Gu Yang told him what had just happened.
He Mingan did not interrupt while listening. It was not until Gu Yang finished speaking that he calmed down his face and smiled and said, "So that's how it is."
"Your luck is really bad. You were caught on the spot. I don't know if Xiao Xie is done with it yet." He responded jokingly to what Gu Yang had just said, with a smile on his face.
Gu Yang wanted to say something, but He Mingan had already lightly passed over the topic. As long as he wanted, he could easily lead the topic.
Whether they were having dinner later or sending Gu Yang home, they did not talk about this topic again.
After Gu Yang got off the car, He Tong couldn't calm down in the car and asked, "Don't you like that girl just now?"
"Oh? Why do you think so?" He Mingan asked with a smile in a teasing tone.
"Don't give me that." He Tong argued unconvincedly, "Not only do I know that you don't like that girl, I also know that you don't want to see Brother Yang with her."
"Your hand was shaking when you placed it on my shoulder!"
The smile on He Mingan's face suddenly disappeared.
Children may say nothing, but the driver in the front seat was nervous and couldn't help looking at the rearview mirror several times.
He is an old man in the He family and knows something about what happened back then.
"Uncle Yang, please pay attention when driving. The visibility is poor at night. You should observe the road conditions carefully."
As soon as He Mingan said this, the driver quickly apologized and turned his eyes away.
The atmosphere in the car suddenly became tense. He Tong could sense that something was wrong, but he still asked in confusion: "Why didn't you just speak directly to Brother Yang? I gave you space, Brother Ming'an."
He Mingan looked at the bratty kid helplessly: "What do you mean by not explaining it clearly? Ah Yang just explained it to me. It's just a coincidence."
"It's not about this time. What if they meet up again in the future? You need to make it clear that you don't like her and you want Brother Yang not to play with her in the future."
He Mingan had a stunned expression on his face. It was obvious that the other party's words were beyond his understanding, but soon he burst out laughing because this was obviously the thinking of a child.
"How old am I? Do I still play this game where I won't be friends with you if you play with him?"
He Tong was sensitive to the fact that this sentence seemed to insult him as childish, but he said confidently: "What does this have to do with age?"
"If we are very good friends, shouldn't he keep some distance from people I don't like? I must be special in his heart. Don't I even have this little privilege?"
“It’s special.”
He Mingan thought that the world of children was straightforward, but he couldn't help but sigh that those so-called adults were just a shell.
But it seems a little late to say this now.
"Brother Ming'an, do you like Brother Yang?" He Tong asked unexpectedly.
The car, which was driving quite steadily, drifted to the side, startling the driver in the next lane and causing him to subconsciously honk the horn.
He Mingan's heartbeat quickened by the sound of the loudspeaker. He smiled again and said, "You are so young, and you are still talking about love?"
He Tong had enough of this cousin who never said a word directly to him. He dragged out an "oh" and couldn't help but act like a jerk: "If you don't say it, then you don't have it. Okay, then when I grow up, I can go and confess to Brother Yang."
"Ayang is a boy, and you are also a boy. Why are you confessing to him? Do you know what this means?" He Mingan teased. At this moment, he did not realize the seriousness of the matter.
However, the next second, He Tong's faint voice rang out.
"So what? I can't be gay?"
This sentence was like a bolt from the blue. The driver almost drove over the waiting line when the light was red. He slammed on the brakes to avoid the tragedy of losing 6 points. The two people in the back seat both leaned forward.
"Girls in my class love to talk about this. My deskmate has a crush on a girl who reads this kind of novel. He drags me along to attract her attention. I'm very familiar with this."
He Mingan: “…”
Stop talking, your task now is to go from primary school to junior high school.
What the hell is going on.
He didn't expect that there was already an age gap between him and his cousin who was six years younger than him, and he didn't really want to understand the other's spiritual world in depth, so he could only end the topic helplessly.
Just at this moment, a text message came in.
No remarks, it's an unfamiliar number.
"I won't steal anything from you, your friends or anything else."
He Mingan stared at the message for a long time, then deleted it and blacklisted the name.
On the other side, Xia Chun had just finished taking a shower. He walked out of the bathroom drying his hair. After sending the message, his phone remained on the table without moving.
He didn't know whether this text message was for proof or simply to reassure himself.
The moment he saw He Mingan, the feeling of panic he once had returned to him.
Is it cowardice? Or because of guilt.
There was a sound of a door opening outside the house, and the door was closed softly.
Xia Chun didn't look up: "Why didn't you go to work today?"
"I..." A woman in her early forties came in. She seemed to have not expected the other party to know this, and she stammered and couldn't utter a word.
"Going to play cards again?" Xia Chun asked, "Didn't I tell you not to hang out with those people?"
"How can you talk to your mother like that?" Feng Xiaochun couldn't help but get angry, but when he thought of his purpose, he quickly softened his attitude, "Xiaochun, have you taken on a lot of work recently?"
Xia Chun pursed her lips, turned her back and said nothing.
Feng Xiaochun walked up to him in silence, took the hair dryer beside him and started to blow his hair.
"It's so cold, be careful not to catch a cold. You are such a grown-up and you still don't know how to take care of yourself."
The hands that were playing with his hair were moving gently, and he felt as if he was back in his childhood. He looked at himself in the mirror, and he and the woman standing behind him looked like they were cast in the same mold.
"Did you lose money again?" Xia Chun asked slowly.
"I didn't lose." Feng Xiaochun said, "I just borrowed money from a friend last time. This month's salary hasn't been paid yet, but she has already asked me for it. I can't not pay it back because I'll see it every day."
"I borrowed money to pay for my pension insurance so that I can receive some pension when I get old and reduce your burden."
Xia Chun stared straight at the mirror. Perhaps because he had been staring at it for too long, he felt a sense of strangeness towards himself in the mirror. He did not look away.
Just for a moment, I wanted to smash the mirror and let the image reflected in the mirror shatter into pieces.
"Got it. I'll transfer the money to you later."
-"Song Yinxing, you answer this question."
After his name was called, Song Yinxing stood up, but he did not hear the question clearly.
But he was an excellent student after all, so the teacher didn't blame him. He just warned him: "Just listen carefully in class. If you have any news, you can report it after class."
After saying that, he called on Xia Chun to answer the question.
"What's wrong, Brother Song? Playing with your phone in class is not like you." His deskmate nudged him with his hand.
Song Yinxing regained his composure and shook his head.
Gu Yang just took a photo of him.
Judging from the location, it should be in the library of their school.
The weather today is pretty good. The shadows of the trees coming in from the window fall on the table inside, casting a warm light like pine and cypress oil.
Song Yinxing enlarged the photo. There was a book next to Gu Yang's hand. The title on the page was "Lemmings - A Suicidal Journey".
…
He quickly typed and explained to Gu Yang very patiently and carefully that lemmings do not have the habit of collective suicide, and that migrating to disperse stress is a survival strategy to adapt to the environment, not "suicide."
After he sat down and looked at his phone again, he received a jpg of a cosmic cat picture.
Xia Chun, who was sitting in front of him, was obviously listening to the class carefully and answered the questions fluently.
Song Yinxing looked at the back and thought of the tragedy in his previous life.
He still remembered that Zheng Ying was crying very frantically and told him the truth in disordered words.
She plucked up the courage to confess her love to Xia Chun, but was rejected by him, who told her the truth that he was a boy.
This incident shocked her so much that it took her a long time to get over it. Later, when Shen Mingjun invited her to dinner, they talked about a classmate in his class who liked Xia Chun.
Shen Mingjun pretended to be so good in front of her that she didn't think too much about it and told him the truth so that the classmate would stop in time.
I didn't expect things would turn out like this.
The entertainment newspaper under the Shen Group used all means to gain traffic, even taking advantage of others' misfortune. The development of the situation to this extent was inevitably due to the push behind it.
But now Shen Mingjun has dropped out of school, and the Shen Group has been bankrupted and acquired. The source is gone, so this tragedy should not have happened...
That's not the case.
Gu Yang was still reading the article carefully.
The sun was shining brightly, so he didn't sit on the chair, but leaned lazily against the window.
He just picked it up from the bookcase.
I don’t know how long it has been there, but the yellowed pages look quite old, and you can even smell the unique old smell of stacked papers.
"They will go on a great migration to their death. This is the suicidal nature that runs in the blood of lemmings."
This is a literary magazine, so its scientific basis is naturally impossible to verify. It's just that a college nerd just gave him a long speech using biological theories to explain the principles behind this phenomenon.
Gu Yang couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.
He thought again of his meeting with Xia Chun yesterday.
Although the biggest culprit who led to Xia Chun's final destruction in the original novel had been kicked out by him in advance, he still felt that the tragedy would not disappear so easily.
He could feel it from the other person.
Crumbling and constantly tilting.
There were sounds of approaching footsteps at the entrance of the library. Although the bell for the end of get out of class had just rung, few people would come here at this time.
He loosened his fingers, and the wind helped him turn the next page.
The white curtains fluttered, half covering his face, and only his vague figure could be seen in the sunlight behind him.
The sunlight was so warm, but the people illuminated by it still looked extremely cold.
Gu Yang, who walked in, seemed to sense something and raised his head.
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