Chapter 48: Mountain Climbing (Additional Update) Watching the Sunset Together
In the restaurant, a policeman was holding a notebook in his hand. In front of him stood a man in a suit and tie. It was obvious that the man was in good condition.
He took out a card from his pocket and handed it to the police officer in front of him, ignoring the woman who was crying with her face covered.
He even had an irritable attitude and reached out to pull away the woman's hand that was pulling at his clothes.
"Could you please stop causing me trouble?"
The lowered voice still couldn't hide the anger contained in it.
When Fu Qi'an came out of the bathroom, the frowns on the faces of several policemen relaxed a little, and they walked towards him as if relieved.
"Could you please come with us to the police station?"
"besides……"
"The one inside."
"I'll go, I just asked about the surveillance footage, and it's clearly captured."
Fu Qi'an's voice was flat.
"I've already told you, he's an ungrateful person!"
"I'm ashamed for you for giving birth to a son like this."
The man in a suit glanced over indifferently, glancing at Fu Qianan from the corner of his eye.
The tone was particularly sarcastic.
Fu Qianan ignored what the other party said and continued to explain what had just happened.
"The cup she was holding was filled with hot water, and when she poured it on my face, it wouldn't have been a simple burn if it had landed on my face."
"I will not accept any settlement. I will appeal, I will hire a lawyer, and I want her to have a criminal record."
Fu Qi'an's tone was flat. After he finished speaking, he didn't even glance at the woman who was lying on the table and crying.
There were footsteps behind him. Fu Qianan turned around and met Zhu Yanshi's eyes. At this moment, he frowned slightly.
"What are you doing out here?"
"I'll go with you."
Zhu Yanshi said.
On the way to the police station in the police car, Zhu Yanshi was browsing his mobile phone. His wrists were burned very red and even had small blisters.
The medicine had just been applied, and a layer of white ointment covered the red skin.
He could even smile gratefully.
"Fortunately, I didn't splash it on your face..."
Fu Qi'an felt unhappy.
After taking the statement and coming out of the police station, they randomly found a roadside noodle shop.
When Zhu Yanshi wanted to take some paper to help Fu Qian'an wipe the tables and chairs, the other party took the paper from his hand.
"Let me do it."
Sitting at the table, the air gradually became quiet.
Neither of them spoke, staring at the table in a daze.
What happened today happened so suddenly that there was no chance for anyone to prepare.
After finishing all the things, I am not in the mood to continue talking.
Fu Qian'an kept his brows tightly furrowed and the corners of his lips tightened. Although he tried hard to suppress his inner discomfort, Zhu Yanshi still saw it clearly at this moment.
"If you really can't get used to the environment here, why don't you go back first?"
Zhu Yanshi came back to his senses and asked.
"You don't have to feel guilty. Apart from anything else, we are friends."
Zhu Yanshi tilted his head and laughed heartily.
It happened that the noodles were served at this moment. Zhu Yanshi felt so hungry that he could swallow an elephant. He didn't say anything, but ate voraciously.
Fu Qi'an didn't pick up his chopsticks. He waited for the other person to finish eating and pushed the noodles in front of him over.
"You eat it."
Zhu Yanshi didn't bother to be polite with him. After finishing two bowls of noodles, he sat down to relax.
When a person is injured, extremely tired, and has eaten a full meal, he or she will not want to move.
Zhu Yanshi stared at the ground in a daze. After a moment, he stood up.
"Let's go back to school."
Fu Qian'an didn't say anything, just stood on the side of the road, picked up his phone and made a call.
There were few people on this road, and the only sound was the sound of car tires rolling over the ground on the side of the road.
They just stood there waiting. Fu Qi'an didn't explain why he was standing there, and Zhu Yanshi didn't ask either. He leaned against a tree by the roadside in a daze, looking down at his phone.
When Fu Qi'an's regular driver drove another car from Fu's house to pick someone up, he saw this scene from afar.
Under a huge and lush green tree, a young boy was leaning against the trunk with a lazy posture. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing a small piece of his burned arm.
Next to him, Fu Qi'an stood with his back straight, and the beautiful scenery and bright moon were blowing in his face.
He turned his head at this moment, staring intently at the young man leaning against the tree.
The look in his eyes was unfamiliar, a look he had never seen on the face of this young yet exceptionally mature boss...
The two men were of similar age and both were good-looking. A breeze happened to blow, and the green leaves fell into the puddles that had accumulated after the rain.
Create a circle of ripples.
The car stopped by the roadside. Fu Qi'an opened the back door and raised his chin.
"Let's go to the hospital first."
Zhu Yanshi turned off his cell phone and put it in his pocket, without making any excuses. After all, his body was his own.
I sat in the back seat, thinking that the other person would sit in the passenger seat, but he squeezed in as well.
The space in the back seat seemed a bit crowded for two men who were 1.8 meters tall. When Fu Qian'an's shoulder touched Zhu Yan, he didn't say anything and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.
The scenery outside the car window flashed by, and various scenes switched back and forth.
When they were almost at their destination, Fu Qi'an suddenly spoke.
"You can make requests of me."
Zhu Yanshi leaned his forehead against the car window, staring outside in a daze. When he heard this, he blinked.
"Use this?"
He raised his scalded hand and looked at the man sitting next to him.
The other person pursed his lips, said nothing, and after a moment of silence, nodded.
Zhu Yanshi laughed.
"I'm not helping you just to use this as an opportunity to discuss cooperation with you."
The boy waved his hand nonchalantly.
"When I talk to you about cooperation, you have to be willing to feel—"
Zhu Yanshi suddenly stretched out his voice, came over, and snapped his fingers in front of Fu Qian'an.
“…I’m reliable.”
Breathing so close, Fu Qian could smell the other person's fragrance. The smell was familiar to him and could smooth out the hair on his body.
The man didn't say anything else, and the air became quiet. They arrived at the hospital entrance and parked their car at the door waiting.
The hospital was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant, and the noisy and bustling hall was full of people coming and going.
Fu Qi'an frowned throughout the whole process, helped to register, and then took the person to check, get medicine, and pick up the medicine.
Zhu Yanshi thought that the other person had mysophobia, and felt that the burn on his arm was not a big deal, so he moved over to help.
The other person stared at him seriously.
"I'll do it."
When I got the medicine and got into the car, the air around me became quiet again.
Fu Qian'an lowered his head and took out the medicine box, dipped a cotton swab in the ointment, and applied it to the wound on Zhu Yanshi's arm.
Outside the window was a transitional landscape, and inside the carriage was a rich herbal aroma.
The cold ointment touched the wound, causing the irritated person's nerves to tighten.
Zhu Yanshi pursed his lips and stared quietly at Fu Qi'an's face as he approached.
The other person lowered his head to look at his wound. From his perspective, he could see the high nose bridge and plump lips.
"I can do it myself..."
Zhu Yanshi looked away.
Fu Qi'an ignored the dry words and just focused on the work in his hands, applying the ointment and wrapping it with gauze.
The car had already arrived outside the school. Zhu Yanshi got out of the car with the medicine. The car window happened to be lowered, and he turned his head to look inside, and his gaze met the man's.
"Am I entitled to see your art exhibition next week?"
The leaves behind the boy were blown by the wind, and some light yellow leaves fell from above his head.
Fu Qi'an's pupils did not shrink. His fingers on the back seat cushion shrank slightly and he nodded slightly.
"You're welcome."
There was finally a smile in his eyes.
When Zhu Yanshi returned to the dormitory with the medicine, the fat man and the thin man had already returned. They were sitting at their desks respectively, their fingers tapping on the computer keyboards frantically.
roar.
"Go! Push the tower, buddy? What are you daydreaming about?"
The thin man slowly shifted his gaze away from Zhu Yanshi's wrist wrapped in gauze, and his fingers began tapping on the keyboard again.
Until the end of the game, the thin man took off his headphones, sat at the table in a daze for a while, and the sound drifted away slowly.
"You go first, I'll come back later..."
After a moment's silence, he slowly stood up and walked to Zhu Yanshi's desk.
His eyes dropped to the boy's wrist.
"How did your hand get hurt?"
His expression was a little uncomfortable.
Zhu Yanshi paused while browsing his phone, then realized there was someone standing next to him and turned his head.
"Oh, someone accidentally splashed some hot water on me..."
"Nothing serious."
The boy turned his wrist slightly and shrugged nonchalantly.
The thin man stood in front of the desk and didn't say anything, just staring at Zhu Yanshi's wrist with a faint gaze.
After a long, long time, he stammered something.
"I want to tell you something..."
The voice is very low.
Zhu Yanshi looked up, stared at the embarrassment on the other person's face for a while, nodded, stood up, and walked out of the dormitory with the thin man.
The corridor was quiet, the only sound being the laughter drifting out of the windows of the various dormitories.
The air was thick with the spicy aroma of junk food.
Zhu Yanshi leaned against the wall beside the corridor and looked at the thin man.
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
He put his hands in his pockets with a lazy expression.
The thin man lowered his head and was silent for a moment. He licked his dry lips with the tip of his tongue and spoke as if he had made up his mind.
"Zhu Yanshi...don't you think Yuan Qing has been acting strangely lately?"
Zhu Yanshi was bored and stared at the ground in a daze. His gaze paused for a moment and he raised the corners of his eyes slightly.
"How do you say that?"
The voice is faint.
"Haven't you noticed that he never allows you to have any other friends who are closer to you besides him?"
"You helped me some time ago, and I became closer to you... so he warned me not to be friends with you."
The thin man lowered his voice, but his eyes were fixed on Zhu Yanshi's face.
"Besides, he always comes when you are sleeping or doing something else..."
Pause.
"…staring intently at you."
The moment these words came out, a chill ran down Zhu Yanshi's back.
The boy's long eyelashes trembled and his eyebrows slowly frowned.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the atmosphere in the corridor became more and more tense. Zhu Yanshi lowered his head and thought for a moment.
In the event that the thin man was expecting, his brows suddenly relaxed and a smile appeared on his face.
He returned to his previous carefree self.
He tilted his head and spoke in a nonchalant tone.
"As a friend, he's very possessive, which I can understand."
"The main thing is that you don't take it too seriously. He's not a bad person, he just gets jealous easily."
The boy's voice ended long, carried by the breeze.
"As for the rest..."
"Let him stare at me if he wants. I haven't done anything wrong. What should I be afraid of?"
Zhu Yanshi's tone was too indifferent, which caught the thin man off guard.
He had imagined countless times the other party's reaction when he told the truth.
It could be rage, sadness, frustration, or fear...
It has never been like this, so calm and easy, just floating away.
"You really don't care at all?"
There was a hint of urgency in the thin man's tone.
Zhu Yanshi pulled his hand out, spread his fingers in front of the thin man, then took a step back with an extremely serious expression.
"This matter ends here."
"I'm very grateful for telling me this, but I hope you won't tell anyone else. Yuan Qing is not a bad person."
After saying that, the boy turned around and walked downstairs to the dormitory building, and his last sentence had a lazy tone.
"I'm going to the store first..."
Only the thin man was left standing in the corridor, staring at the boy's departing back in a daze.
The blowing wind disrupted his complicated thoughts...
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On the way from the dormitory building to the canteen, Zhu Yanshi's mind was full of complicated thoughts.
He didn't even have his meal card in his pocket.
The road leading to the convenience store was lined with tall and lush green vegetation on both sides, which were blown away by the wind and mixed together, making continuous noises.
Zhu Yanshi squatted beside a stone pillar on the side of the road and slowly took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket.
I carry cigarettes with me to give to people I work with or to classmates at school.
He rarely smokes, and may have only smoked a few cigarettes since he came to this world.
He doesn't like the smell of cigarettes; it makes him feel uncomfortable and stuffy in his chest.
But if he is in an extremely irritable mood, he will smoke one or two to relieve the pressure.
For example, right now...
What I said just now was because I didn't want Skinny to spread it and affect Yuan Qing's reputation, but to say that I really didn't mind would be a lie.
He actually noticed that the atmosphere between him and Yuan Qing was a bit strange. The other party was too concerned about his private life and some interpersonal relationships.
He could understand all of this. As he just said, this was possessiveness between friends.
But he often stares at himself...
Zhu Yanshi thought of the pair of blood-red eyes that had appeared in his dreams for a long time. Those eyes contained all kinds of desires: greed, prying into private matters, and possession...
Countless negative emotions enveloped him tightly along with that gaze, making him feel like he had no privacy at all.
This can't go on.
It's beyond the relationship between friends.
Zhu Yanshi lit a cigarette, held it between his fingers and brought it to his lips, took a puff, and the smoke slowly rose as he squinted his eyes.
Even if Zhu Yanshi was a casual person, he couldn't stand others prying into his private life.
Yuan Qing is not a bad person. It may be that due to his own indulgence, he has blurred the boundaries between them as friends. In order to get closer, he wants to understand each other's lives.
Zhu Yanshi did not blame Yuan Qing, but what he needed to do was to repeatedly copy this boundary of friendship and mark it clearly.
The leaves rustled against each other.
When Song Zhiyu came out of the convenience store, he saw a young man squatting beside a stone pillar on the side of the road smoking.
He couldn't tell how long it had been since he last saw the boy.
It seemed like only 10 days had passed since the last misunderstanding, and a strange atmosphere had filled the air between them.
Even if we meet on the street, he won't say hello and will just glance past us as if we were strangers.
Now that he suddenly saw the other person, Song Zhiyu felt a little dazed.
The feeling Zhu Yanshi gave him was like an elusive mist that could transform into all kinds of surprising forms.
Before, he was as warm as light. He was smart and outgoing. He seemed to be full of longing for life and would not be defeated by any setbacks or failures. He was confident, independent and self-reliant.
Now, he squatted beside the stone pier, his whole body shrouded in a layer of gloom, which was depressed, low, and filled with a different feeling.
The cigarette was held between his slender white fingertips and between his plump pink lips. The thick mist slowly rolled out, filling the air and blurring his eyebrows.
Have you encountered setbacks?
Or were you bullied?
Song Zhiyu walked over as if possessed by a ghost, stood next to the young man, and completely enveloped him with his gaze.
Black shadows fell on the ground, blocking the sunlight above.
Zhu Yanshi looked up and squinted to see the man with his back to the sun.
The other person was wearing a black round-neck sweatshirt with a rose pattern on the chest and black sweatpants. He looked simple and casual.
He didn't say anything, just looked at me quietly.
Zhu Yanshi curled his lips and threw the cigarette into the trash can next to him.
His eyes dropped to the ground again, staring at the little ants crawling on the ground, circling around a small stone, getting knocked around, and finally determined their direction.
"How stupid..."
Zhu Yanshi said.
"What happened to your hand?"
This is the second person to ask this question today.
Zhu Yanshi still didn't look up. He picked up a branch from the side and blocked the way in front of the ants.
"I got burned accidentally."
"It's nothing serious, don't worry."
Song Zhiyu looked away and his brows slowly furrowed.
"You've been under a lot of pressure lately."
"How did you know that?" Zhu Yanshi looked up with a smile in his eyes.
"Dark circles under his eyes, and he looks like he's been badly treated."
Song Zhiyu circled his fingers around the boy.
Zhu Yanshi couldn't help but sigh at the quick thinking of the person opposite him. He pulled his lips into a smile and raised his hand lazily to snap his fingers.
"You guessed right."
He propped himself up with his legs and stood up, brushing off the unnecessary dust on his body.
"Didn't you pretend not to know me when you saw me that time?"
"Why aren't you pretending this time?"
"Weren't you hiding from me before?"
"Why don't you hide?"
Song Zhiyu tilted his head.
The two looked at each other, and finally couldn't help but stand beside the stone pier and laugh at each other.
Song Zhiyu's fingers in his trouser pockets shrank for a moment, then he stretched them out regardless and grabbed the boy's wrist.
"Come on, I'll take you somewhere."
Zhu Yanshi was unexpectedly dragged away, and the dusk sky covered the ground in a golden color.
The sunlight brought a hint of orange, lengthening the shadows of the two people.
There is a mountain next to the school. It takes a normal college student an hour to crawl from the foot of the mountain to the top.
There is a Confucian temple on the top of the mountain. Many students go to the top to worship Buddha and pray for academic success.
Zhu Yanshi, holding the trekking pole, and Song Zhiyu climbed to the middle of the mountain and were exhausted when they finally realized what was happening.
What is he doing?
You could just lie in the dormitory and enjoy yourself, but you insist on coming here to endure the hardships of mountain climbing with this guy.
It’s better to climb Huanghun Mountain. When you reach the top, it will probably be dark.
The young man sat on a big rock, catching his breath. Beside him were overlapping steps. Looking up, he could not see the end.
Song Zhiyu stood nearby, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, without even taking a breath.
"Why did you trick me into climbing the mountain..."
Zhu Yanshi let out a breath of foul air.
"You're in a bad mood. Exercise will help you feel better."
Song Zhiyu reached out and pulled up Zhu Yanshi's arm.
"I'm a wounded soldier!"
Zhu Yanshi raised his gauze-wrapped wrist and shook it in front of the other person.
Song Zhiyu pulled him up the mountain regardless of anything.
“Reach the top soon and you’ll be able to see the sunset.”
The orange light fell all over the ground, and Zhu Yanshi suddenly felt a little moved.
It's crazy.
This series of events is mindless and crazy.
For some unknown reason, I climbed the mountain at dusk to watch a sunset that I might not be able to see.
Take a trip on a whim.
Zhu Yanshi's heart skipped a beat because of the sentence that you can see the sunset when you reach the top.
The two of them stumbled and climbed to the top of the mountain. The sunset had long disappeared, the sky had darkened, and they could see stars gradually rising.
The wind on the top of the mountain feels very comfortable on the body, dispelling the heat brought by climbing.
Zhu Yanshi sat on a rock on the top of the mountain to rest, feeling the cool breeze on his face.
He sighed.
"I still haven't seen the sunset."
The man sitting next to him didn't say anything, but just silently browsed his phone.
The wind brought the chirping sounds of insects hidden in the woods by the mountainside, floating in my ears like jumping notes.
Zhu Yanshi closed his eyes and felt the wind. When he opened his eyes, he saw a mobile phone held in the air. Behind it was the black night sky, and in the phone was an entire orange sky.
The sun slowly sets on the other side of the mountain, accompanied by the accompaniment of piano.
Zhu Yanshi couldn't help laughing out loud, and the sound echoed in the silent air, clear and crisp.
"You're crazy..."
Song Zhiyu didn't respond, still holding the phone, his eyes calmly fixed on the bright smiling face of the boy next to him.
At this moment, he suddenly understood Zhu Yanshi's previous series of so-called strategies.
——When two people do something grand and memorable, that thing will become the deepest mark of their love.
Song Zhiyu has always been law-abiding throughout his life. He always looks ahead and behind before doing anything to judge the feasibility of the matter.
This kind of uncertain and sudden decision is not allowed to appear in his life plan.
But this time, for some unknown reason, he made a decision that was beyond his character, and even foolishly used his mobile phone to create a sunset that they would never see again.
But at this moment, even though there was no orange atmosphere covering the sky and the surroundings were not noisy and bustling, this scene was completely fixed in his mind.
It left a very deep mark.
The silence was filled with the sound of the wind and his rapidly beating heartbeat...
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