Chapter 22: Fantasy Scripture (Part 3) Zhang Xiaodeng's Dreamland. ...
I opened my eyes in bed and saw the clock pointing to seven.
It was seven o'clock in the morning, just as the sky was getting light. He first checked and found that Wei Yuanye was not in the room. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. However, as he moved, he lost his sleepiness. It was too early and he didn't want to play with his mobile phone. He tossed and turned in bed for a long time, and finally decided to go downstairs for a walk and buy breakfast.
This is Wei Yuanye's usual habit. Zhang Deng always feels that it would be very tiring to maintain this kind of life, but he still decides to give it a try.
If a habit is developed day after day over a period of time, then we can use that habit as a time scale and a unified measurement instead of using time as the basis for recording in future narratives.
Zhang Deng wanted to create a memorable moment for Wei Yuanye's departure. Perhaps he could later write, "After Wei Yuanye left, I started running."
It creates the illusion that his life is getting better after Wei Yuanye left.
Zhang Deng's impression of winter mornings was bitterly cold, so he dressed warmly, put on a scarf, gloves, and a pair of cotton trousers under his fleece sweatpants. He wrapped himself up very formally before going out with peace of mind.
Sure enough, as soon as he walked out, he felt the cold wind blowing in his face, checking all the places that he accidentally didn't wrap tightly. He quickly covered most of his face and finally persuaded himself to run, but when he turned a corner, he saw a car parked downstairs in the community.
He knew this car.
Zhang Deng thought about it, walked over and knocked on the car window. After a while, he heard the sound of the window lowering, but because the temperature difference between inside and outside the car was too large, the window had frozen and froze overnight.
The car door opened directly and Liu Yan got out of the car. He was wearing warm clothes and was obviously very cold. His hands were still shaking slightly.
Zhang Deng looked at him strangely, wondering what was wrong with him.
Liu Yan looked at his outfit and said, "Get out—"
He checked his watch and confirmed: "Morning run?"
Zhang Deng felt strangely proud. He nodded slightly, as if he had become one of those persevering people like Wei Yuanye who could persist in exercising. He asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Seeing that Liu Yan was freezing, he hesitated for a moment before saying, "Let's go upstairs."
This was the first time Liu Yan entered Zhang Deng's room.
In fact, there is nothing surprising about it. It is just like his stereotype of Zhang Deng, which is clean, tidy and boring.
In a lighted room, there is never the kind of scene where you break into the room of your ambiguous partner when you are in a relationship and carefully savor the lovely side of his life.
He Xiaoqiu likes to collect crystal balls very much. Wherever he goes, he will buy a local crystal ball and take it home. When Liu Yan first entered He Xiaoqiu's room, he was attracted by the cabinet of crystal balls. Because of the halo effect, he felt that He Xiaoqiu was as crystal clear as a crystal ball.
He Xiaoqiu would leave people with such opportunities, allowing you to easily please him, but Zhang Deng would not give people such opportunities, as the things Zhang Deng likes are very expensive.
He likes lifelong commitments, likes to keep cats, and likes people with literary literacy. Zhang Deng looks so cheap, but he is the hardest to please.
Surprisingly, Wei Yuanye was not there. Zhang Deng poured him a cup of hot water, and then soaked some honey that Wei Yuanye had bought before. This was the honey that Wei Yuanye bought when he made baguettes for him. There was too much left, so they started to soak it in water and drink it.
Every time they had communicated before, Wei Yuanye and He Xiaoqiu had been there. This time, with no one else around, Liu Yan inexplicably felt a little more relaxed. He said, "Xiaoqiu and I broke up."
Zhang Deng was wearing two pairs of cotton trousers, and the heating at home was very hot. His back had begun to sweat profusely. He thought for a moment and said, "Why?"
Liu Yan: "The reason is complicated. I just feel that he is different from the person I first knew."
Zhang Deng remained silent and seemed a little silent.
At this time, Liu Yan began to hate Zhang Deng's politeness. He always showed a great sense of boundaries when it came to other people's private affairs, and even at this time, he would not delve into the details.
Liu Yan could only unfold his dissatisfaction like a nagging wife. He said, "We broke up before, and things never fully eased. We were always arguing before the breakup. This time we reconciled, and then this happened. He blamed me for not protecting him well. I also think this was entirely caused by his own stubbornness, so our relationship has worsened. We had a fight yesterday and broke up."
Zhang Deng said, "Don't make impulsive decisions."
"Is it impulsive?" Liu Yan looked at him and smiled. "I don't think so."
Zhang Deng said, "Since you've been together for many years, it's best to resolve any issues you have. There will always be conflicts no matter who you're with."
Liu Yan asked presumptuously: "What if it was the two of us together?"
Zhang Deng glanced at him.
Liu Yan said: "I'm sorry, I've been thinking lately, if we were together, would it be like this?"
Judging from this online war of words, Zhang Deng does appear to be more valuable than He Xiaoqiu. His response, his image, and even his final choice to quit the Internet all make He Xiaoqiu look ridiculous.
Zhang Deng said, "They'll probably quarrel too."
Liu Yan was just thinking about how to refute him when Zhang Deng said, "Because you don't really like me either."
Liu Yan was stunned, not knowing how to respond to this sentence.
Zhang Deng: "I think you really like He Xiaoqiu."
"When you were pursuing me, I thought it was because you thought I was smart and a little special," Zhang Deng said. "But if I had been scolded like this online, you might have broken up with me a long time ago. But you were willing to tolerate He Xiaoqiu. You loved him, even though you thought he was a little stupid."
Liu Yan opened his mouth, but still said nothing.
He didn't know that Zhang Deng viewed their love this way, as if it were - the intercourse between two low-level dogs.
Maybe Zhang Deng didn't mean that, but he felt a burning pain on his face, as if he had been scolded to pieces. He had never felt so ashamed.
Zhang Deng didn't realize he had inadvertently eroded Liu Yan's pride. He said, "Love is like this. Even if the other person is stupid, selfish, or ugly, you still love them. I'm not saying he has these flaws, of course. I'm saying you love him more than you think."
Liu Yan was eager to refute and said, "I don't love him anymore."
Zhang Deng waited quietly for him to continue. Liu Yan felt as if he were being interviewed. He clenched the honey water in his hand, the warmth slowly slipping from his fingers. He opened his mouth and said, "I used to love him, but now that feeling is gone. It's too tiring to be with him. He constantly confirms that he is the protagonist of this world, demanding attention from the whole world. Anyone who disobeys him will make him furious."
The same is true for He Xiaoqiu, whom Zhang Deng knows.
Liu Yan said: "He is very beautiful, but he is not suitable to be owned. Just looking at him is enough."
Zhang Deng felt a little sorry for He Xiaoqiu. This was the first time he had this feeling. In fact, He Xiaoqiu was also very tired.
Liu Yan said: "Maybe you think I'm frivolous. I broke up with him and came to you right away... You may not believe me, but you have always been in my heart."
Zhang Deng looked at the honey water in his hand and heard Liu Yan continue, "Can you give me another chance?"
"No." Zhang Deng said.
He didn't give Liu Yan this opportunity, and he also refused Liu Yan and He Xiaoqiu to enter his life again. The two of them were too terrible and would bring him great pain.
Liu Yan asked, "Isn't there even a chance to pursue you?"
Zhang Deng thought this was ridiculous and childish, but he couldn't laugh. He could only say, "It's impossible for me to be with you anymore. In my heart, you belong to He Xiaoqiu."
Liu Yan asked, "Are you and Wei Yuanye together?"
Zhang Deng glanced at him, but Liu Yan took this as a tacit agreement. He asked, "Do you really understand him?"
Liu Yan: "You don't even know where he came from."
"Do you know what he's been doing behind your back lately? He's a very scary person," Liu Yan said. "He's too complicated. You can't outsmart him. But if it weren't for your sake, I really would have dealt with him."
Zhang Deng didn't want to tell him too much about Wei Yuanye. He didn't know how much Liu Yan knew about him. He could only say, "We are friends. I don't consider everyone who helps me my boyfriend."
Liu Yan smiled bitterly and said, "That's not what I meant."
Zhang Deng felt that in the eyes of these people, he seemed very pitiful. Everyone thought he was in love with Wei Yuanye, as if love was the only thing he knew in his life. This was ridiculous. Even Zhang Deng, a mentally ill person, knew that you can't love someone when you are desperate, because then all you get is sympathy.
Liu Yan stayed here for more than half an hour, and Zhang Deng sent him downstairs. He continued to go running as planned.
Then everything went according to Zhang Deng's plan.
He arranged several interviews and finally decided to work for an e-commerce company. His job was copywriting, responsible for writing search keywords for shopping software, and possibly some other tedious docking work. However, the salary was 12,000 yuan, which he felt very satisfied with, and he decided to start work next Monday.
After the successful interview, Zhang Deng finally stopped worrying about starving to death, and bought a floor scrubber online for next-day delivery. It was a bit expensive, but it was said that it could sweep cat hair very cleanly. He even started trying to cook by himself, starting with scrambled eggs with tomatoes, which was basically successful. However, he just found out that Wei Yuanye peeled the tomatoes before making scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
Without peeling the skin, the taste is a bit ordinary.
Zhang Deng was determined to give himself a complete transformation during this period, even going so far as to follow the standards of Wang Xiaobo's golden age.
Liu Yan did start pursuing him, and would come over from time to time to make his presence felt. I don't know how he settled He Xiaoqiu. He Xiaoqiu never sent a message to Zhang Deng again. Zhang Deng occasionally went online and saw some recent news about He Xiaoqiu from other places. He only knew that he hadn't updated his platform for a long time.
Everything seemed to be stabilizing, and it had been a long time since Zhang Deng had fallen into another world due to schizophrenia.
After work that day, Zhang Deng went to the underground garage to drive his car. He put a huge internship logo on the car and was teased by his colleagues for several days. Zhang Deng tried to interact with everyone in a relaxed manner and did not force himself to make friends. He felt that he was able to adapt well.
He had just gotten off the elevator and entered the garage, and the cold wind inside made him wrap himself tightly in his clothes. He found his car, but couldn't find his keys. He was wearing too many clothes, and he couldn't figure out which pocket he put his keys in for a long time. As a result, when he lowered his head, he felt a sharp pain, and his eyes went black, and he fainted on the ground.
What happened next was not very clear. He was woken up by the cold and felt as if his hands and feet were about to break. He opened his eyes and found that he was tied up. He was in an unfinished building, about ten stories high, with no glass and wind blowing in from all sides. The wind made it difficult for him to open his eyes.
It took Zhang Deng a long time to confirm that he had been kidnapped.
He even suspected that he had kidnapped the wrong person, but when the girl appeared, his heart sank again.
He was the one who should be tied up - because he knew the girl.
Some time ago, the missing female college student, the girl who stalked him, the girl who slandered him online—
Zhang Deng knew from the beginning that they were the same person.
Zhang Deng never forgot the girl's face.
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