Chen Youhan held the window with one hand and the steering wheel with the other. The street outside the window receded, and the building fences with slogans printed on them were in ruins. Because of the construction of the subway station, this road has been half-closed for more than a year. The four lanes suddenly narrowed to two lanes, and the temporary traffic lights turned green. The traffic flow moved in an orderly manner and merged into the intersection. Chen Youhan was careless, looking at the same model Panamera in front of him for a moment in a trance, and suddenly-
Bang!
The other party braked suddenly without any warning, and the braking distance was too short. By the time Chen Youhan reacted, the front of the car had already crashed into him violently.
"Hold."
The body leaned forward due to inertia and was pulled back to its original position by the seat belt. The sharp sound of the horn was pulled into a straight line under the scorching sun and clear sky. Chen Youhan unbuckled the seat belt and slammed the car door with enough force to show his anger. I got out of the car and saw that it was funny. It was a fucking pile-up. The intersection was blocked to only one, the traffic was moving slowly, the windows were lowered, and everyone was passing by at a snail's pace while holding up their phones to take short videos - beautiful, three volcanic ash Panameras collided in a chain, can it make the headlines?
The car owner in the middle was very angry. He got out of the car angrily without waiting for Chen Youhan to knock on the window. He was an elderly man with a slicked-back hair, slippers and shorts. He looked at Chen Youhan, who was wearing a shirt and trousers, with contempt, and then quickly glanced at the car in front: "Idiot!"
Roll up your sleeves and find the culprit.
The culprit was blocking the intersection, and it seemed that it was caused by a temporary sidewalk. The rear-end collision was at a speed of 30 miles per hour, and it was a car like the Panamera, so the damage was controllable.
Seeing the other party rushing up to settle the score, Chen Youhan laughed, lowered his head to light a cigarette, and then slowly followed.
The car window was slammed twice, and the passenger seat lowered half of the window, the sound was neither loud nor low. This pretentious attitude and the attitude of not getting out of the car made people uncomfortable. The uncle completely let go of the friendship that might have been between fellow drivers who picked up their cars at the same 4S store, and waved his hand impatiently, "Get out of the car, get out of the car, get out of the car for me!"
The voice in the car was raised a little, and the three words were pronounced with great force: "Wait for the traffic police."
The uncle was so angry that he laughed: "What's the matter, are you afraid that I will hit you?"
Chen Youhan watched for a while, then walked around to the driver's seat with a cigarette between his fingers. He tapped with two fingers, and the dark car window lowered a little. He took a puff of his cigarette, half leaning on the roof of the car, and said nonchalantly, "The traffic police are here."
Red and blue lights flashed at a high frequency, and police motorcycles approached from afar.
With a click, the driver's door finally opened, and a thin and tall young man stepped out. His slender white hand grasped the corner of the door with some force. After two seconds, or perhaps one second, he turned around.
Chen Youhan's sloppy look instantly straightened up, his hand holding the cigarette hanging by his side, his five fingers curled up, he moved his lips but couldn't find a sound. Instead, the person opposite him smiled at him very lightly, "Long time no see." The distance was not too far, the tone was not too salty, and even these four words were very standard and could not be used wrongly on anyone.
Chen Youhan finally twitched the corners of his lips: "What a coincidence."
He had grown taller, and was wearing a pure black T-shirt, with broad and flat shoulders, and a round neckline that revealed half of his slender collarbone. He still had black hair, but it was permed into soft curls, which made his facial features look even more pure and beautiful.
Compared to Ye Kai's calmness, Chen Youhan's appearance was in a state of disarray. She stared at his face and forgot to look away. Although these three words were enough to meet the greetings of adults after a long separation, the trembling at the end of her low and hoarse voice was really embarrassing. Fortunately, there was no shortage of engine sounds around, hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands, three hundred thousand, and two million, Japanese, Chinese, and German-made, all intersecting into a thunderous and disorderly wasteland, covering up his uncontrollable panic.
Ye Kai smiled again: "Are you so surprised that you need to keep staring at me."
My eyes were startled and finally moved away from his face hastily.
"…Why are you in the country?"
"Come back for the summer vacation."
Early July marks the beginning of summer vacation.
People who have been away from campus for a long time will no longer remember the seasons. The schedule of Tianyi Middle School that was once engraved in their lives and memorized by heart will eventually be forgotten. Chen Youhan has nothing to say and pushes the topic forward meaninglessly: "Just got back?"
Ye Kai nodded, easily turned his eyes to the other side of the car, and then smiled.
Chen Youhan was stunned and subconsciously looked across.
"Leslie, do you know each other?"
He was a man, not young, but his age was hard to guess. His temperament was so elegant that it made his facial features look dull. He was talking to Ye Kai, and Chen Youhan thought, so Leslie should be Ye Kai's English name. ... He knew it for the first time.
Ye Kai glanced at Chen Youhan and answered casually, "A brother."
Rather than saying that the word "brother" has any real meaning, it is better to say that when he didn't know how to introduce himself and couldn't lose his manners, he had to come up with a temporary name for the occasion. The man opposite was obviously familiar with Ye Kai's social demeanor. He immediately walked around the front of the car and extended his hand to Chen Youhan politely and gentlemanly: "Hello, nice to meet you, it's our first meeting, you can call me Lucas."
"Vic." He squeezed his hand gently, and then quickly released it. Chen Youhan observed him calmly, with an almost strict standard.
But the other party was calm and put a hand on Ye Kai's shoulder, jokingly saying, "Leslie said Ning City is his hometown and he is familiar with every street here. But on the first day, he got into a car accident because he took the wrong road. Good job."
As soon as he spoke more, his accent was exposed. Ye Kai explained, "Lucas is a Chinese Canadian. He doesn't speak Chinese very well."
Lucas smiled and pushed his head, then said with effort and seriousness: "Bullshit, I have improved a lot since I met you."
Then the two of them started talking in English as if they were alone, speaking at the speed of a native speaker. After chatting for a few sentences, the traffic police came to question and issue a ticket, and the insurance company also arrived at the scene one after another. Chen Youhan finished a cigarette and listened to their conversation from how poor their Chinese was at the beginning to how fluent it is now, with a faint smile on his face. In the 38-degree temperature, he was too hot to stand, thinking, it's time to go back to the car.
After not seeing each other for two years, he thought Ye Kai would ask him "how are you doing recently". After all, although he returned all the gifts, the last letter he wrote was very gentle. But he suddenly realized that Ye Kai's gentleness was his self-cultivation, not his kindness to Chen Youhan. If one mistakes self-cultivation for kindness, it is like mistaking a kind help for a secret love, which is embarrassing and ignorant.
Lucas was the first to leave. It would be unseemly for a refined person to sweat, so he wisely went back to the car to enjoy the air conditioning before sweat started to form on his temples. Even the uncle in slippers had gone back, and under the blinding sun, only the two of them were left standing.
The insurance company conducted a thorough on-site inspection and kept records.
Chen Youhan didn't know what he was insisting on. He leaned against the hot car body and lowered his head to light another cigarette.
"Your friend?" He thought for a long time and only had the courage to ask this.
"I met him when we were skiing two years ago." Ye Kai hooked his finger at him: "Give me one."
Chen Youhan threw the cigarette to him, watched him put it into his mouth skillfully, and then pressed the lighter.
After all, he would never take a puff of a cigarette and then kiss him randomly again.
Ye Kai took a deep breath: "Are you okay?"
The words were so indifferent that it didn't matter whether it was good or not. Chen Youhan followed the words and said, "Not bad."
Ye Kai flicked off the ash from his cigarette: "It's quite a coincidence. Sometimes I can't help wondering where we'll meet next time." Then he snorted and laughed, "I didn't expect it to be so dramatic. Just now the traffic police asked me if I was playing Candy Crush."
His Adam's apple rolled: "I——"
He wanted to say, I thought about it too.
But Ye Kai immediately reacted: "Sorry, maybe what I said was a bit misleading." He held the cigarette, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and said indifferently: "Don't think too much, I don't mean to let it go."
Chen Youhan hastily swallowed the unfinished words, and the fingers hanging by his side were numb and curled up.
The cigarette burned out, and the ash fell on the gray cement floor. He thought for a moment and asked, "How is college life?"
Isn't this an awkward gesture? Perhaps he should just leave as soon as possible, otherwise his lame desire to chat longer will be exposed sooner or later.
really.
Ye Kai looked at him with a half-smile: "You don't want to talk to me about academics in the hot sun, do you?"
Without waiting for Chen Youhan to reply, he raised his hand and waved: "Let's go. Thank you for the cigarette."
Chen Youhan also turned around.
The moment he turned around, he was called again.
"Brother Youhan."
He seemed to have been paused. His entire body froze at these four words. His eyes lit up in disbelief, then slowly went out. The whole process was like a pile of ashes rekindling from the dead.
Ye Kai is just being polite, that's nothing.
He turned his head, expressionless.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Kai seemed to want to say something, but in the end he stopped and shook his head slightly: "Nothing."
Chen Youhan clenched his fists. He could say anything he wanted. He could take over the conversation, any topic would do, and he would definitely not let Ye Kai lose interest in this encounter with just a few words like he did just now.
But Ye Kai didn't give him any topics to talk about in the end. He just said, "I'm still very happy to see you."
Chen Youhan nodded and turned around again.
This time no one stopped him.
The air conditioner was turned to the lowest setting, and the vent was turned to the highest setting. The restlessness in his body gradually subsided in the cold wind. Chen Youhan was almost expressionless as he blew the wind for three minutes, then laughed at himself, thinking that he was a man in his thirties, but he was so ungraceful.
The moment he closed his eyes, Ye Kai's face inevitably appeared in front of him again. It seemed that he had grown to 1.8 meters tall as he wished. At that time, he had to restrain himself even when having sex for the sake of two centimeters. Why did he start wearing black clothes? I used to love white T-shirts and never got tired of wearing them. Black is naturally good, but it looks a little colder and deeper than when he was 18 or 19 years old. The way he smiled and the way he called him "Brother Youhan" were different. In the past, he was sweet and well-behaved in front of him, and he was very calm. Now if he has to find the shadow of the past, there is probably only calmness left.
…He closed his eyes tightly and slowly leaned over the steering wheel.
It's strange. I think about it and compare it to others. Why are they only 18 or 19 years old? You are taller than you were when you were 18 or 19, you are more beautiful than you were when you were 18 or 19, you are stronger than you were when you were 18 or 19, and you are not as immature as you were then... Once people with little travel experience go to a place, when they meet again, they will always unconsciously turn the topic back to that place. Always talking about someone's 18 or 19 years old does not make you seem very familiar with him, but it will only let outsiders guess at a glance - it turns out that your intersection with him is only when he was 18 or 19 years old. It's quite pitiful.
He gripped the steering wheel with both hands and then slowly slid down. Chen Youhan looked at his trembling hands expressionlessly for a long time, then called the designated driver.
Ye Kai brought Lucas home. It was his first visit and he was holding a large bouquet of sunflowers.
Since the summer of her senior year in high school, Qu Jia has liked Ye Kai to bring friends to her house, although they do so less often and it seems that they are always men. She was inevitably nervous when she saw Lucas, but Lan Man had explained everything to her over the phone beforehand - this native Chinese Canadian likes Cantonese cuisine, white wine and Ceylon black tea, is elegant and easy-going, and is about to become the youngest CEO of SA Greater China. There is no need to be too ostentatious about everything, just make the guests feel at home. Now that she has met him, she feels that Lan Man is indeed discerning - although she has praised Chen Youhan the most, she has not seen him for two years, and he has gradually disappeared from her mind.
Ye Tong didn't need to be present at a family dinner of this level, but he was concerned about Ye Kai who had just returned from school, so he insisted on leaving the evening's social engagements and going home early.
Ye Kai introduced Lucas to Ye Tong. However, Lucas had a yellow skin, but his heart was completely white. He could neither play chess nor appreciate the charm of Chinese tea ceremony. Ye Tong did not want to embarrass the young man nor to wrong himself, so he sent him back to his study. Ye Kai handed Lucas to Ye Jin and accompanied Ye Tong inside. The old man was in good health and spirit. He had finished writing his memoirs, and the only pastime he had was practicing a few words. Ye Kai helped him spread paper and grind ink. The paperweight carved from golden nanmu had a golden luster after years of infiltration.
"Youhan hasn't been here for a long time." Ye Tong said, pondered for a moment, picked up the pen and wrote the word "Zhi" in one go.
"He is busy." Ye Kai said lightly.
"He played chess with me some time ago, and his chess skills improved rapidly. He defeated me by one point." Ye Tong smiled, "I promised to write a calligraphy for him, and you can send it to him later."
Ye Kai was startled: "Does Brother Youhan come to our house often?"
"I meet a few times every one or two months. He is freer now than before. He doesn't want to get married or fall in love, but he is patient enough to drink tea with me." The word "致" was not written well, so Ye Tong crumpled up the paper and smoothed out a new one.
"It's time for him to get married." Ye Kai didn't know what to say, and in the end he only said this.
Ye Tong nodded: "Why are you so distant from him? We used to be able to play together in high school, but now that we've grown up, we're strangers? Come to think of it, is Youhan avoiding you?"
Ye Kai's heart suddenly twitched. It was just a conditioned reflex formed when he mentioned the name Chen Youhan for such a long time. It had no meaning. It just reminded him of the pain he had experienced in the past.
"No." He said calmly.
Ye Tong no longer forced him. Chen Youhan never visited him during the winter and summer vacations. When he visited him normally, he never mentioned business, let alone Ye Kai. Sometimes when they chatted, he would even avoid the topic. Chen Youhan was good at everything, especially in social situations, but he avoided these topics awkwardly and awkwardly, and his chess skills were so bad that they could rival Ye Zheng's. He was about to turn eighty, let alone knowing his destiny. He was too lazy to even raise his eyelids to take a look at anything that happened in the world, so he naturally wouldn't bother asking about young people's friendships.
He dipped the ink in ink and pondered, "What kind of girl does Youhan like?"
Ye Kai lowered his eyes: "I don't know."
"Although he likes men, he should find someone to take care of himself after the 36th day of the lunar year. Starting a family and building a career are two different things. First, start a family, then start a career. Now that he has left GC, why not first--"
"What did you say?" Ye Kai raised his eyes, "Who came out of GC?"
Ye Tong said with a smile, "I told you that you don't care about what's happening outside, but you're still arguing with me. Youhan resigned as the president of GC Business last year." Talking about this, he thought of something, "After all, the Chen and Ye families are closely related. The head of GC is Wei Yu now. You should meet him someday."
Ye Kai's mind was not on this at all.
"He values GC more than anything else..." He never finished the sentence.
Ye Tong wrote the two characters "Zhi Yuan" on the paper with his brush, and was very satisfied: "I will have it framed later and you can deliver it in person."
"Let Uncle Lu take me there." Ye Kai refused directly, "I haven't seen him for a long time. I don't even know where he lives."
Ye Tong sighed and repeated his old words: "Youhan is not bad." He also said: "I don't know what kind of girl he will marry."
Ye Kai closed his eyes, his heart aching. He could only say, "It doesn't matter what happens."
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