Spontaneous Combustion

Chapter 24 Why did you go early

Ruan Wei cried like a young child. On the verge of suffocation, he finally figured out why when he met Shen Tingmo "for the first time", he stuck it on his back that was slightly scorched by the sun, and he would be inexplicably nostalgic for him. body temperature and odor.

A paranoid child, even breathing and touch are capricious.

Like a familiar pillow, in Ruan Wei's deep memory, Brother Tingting is a private treasure marked by him.

No matter how long it has passed, every slender and sensitive nerve misses the boy who carried him on his back in the setting sun.

During the time in Da Nan, Ruan Wei sealed it into his memory and treasured it like a crystal ball.

The gray earthquake rain is covered in the transparent glass, the quiet brother Tingting, the lush green plants on the balcony, and a cheerfully flowing stream.

Can only watch, can not bear to miss.

At this moment, Shen Tingmo broke his crystal ball with his own hands.

Ruan Wei's complexion turned from red to pale, and his lips lost all blood.

Shen Tingmo was afraid that he would breathe too much, so he quickly picked up the pillow and covered his mouth and nose tightly, and pinched the back of his neck with his other hand, and suddenly lifted it up like a kitten to distract him.

As expected, Ruan Wei was distracted from his extreme emotions, and his breathing was no longer so rapid. His eyes full of tears looked at Shen Tingmo in confusion, and after he calmed down completely, he asked hoarsely:

"Shen Tingmo, are you going to murder me?"

Seeing his complexion recovering slowly, Shen Tingmo was relieved: "You just overbreathed."

It was only then that Ruan Wei felt a dull pain in her chest, as if her lungs had been forcibly stretched, and now they slowly returned to their original shape.

It turns out that the pain of breathing is real, Ruan Wei thought foolishly.

"Where did you die all these years?" Ruan Wei said the lines that Shen Tingmo had expected for him.

Sure enough, this is the way of thinking that fits Ruan Wei's personality.

"I..." At the critical moment, Shen Tingmo's language nerve center shut down again.

It may be because the proposition of "Where did he die?" is too broad, and the answers drawn out could not be finished in three days and three nights, and Shen Tingmo didn't know where to start.

"Forget it... as long as you are still alive," Ruan Wei has long been accustomed to this kind of Shen Tingmo, and it is easy to understand the little mute "Brother Tingting".

Unlike Shen Tingmo, who has seen everything for a long time, Ruan Wei didn't match Shen Tingmo with Brother Tingting until he saw this little golden pig with his own eyes, and barely put an equal sign on it.

It will take him a long time to digest this dramatic connection, and he doesn't know what attitude to take towards Shen Tingmo for a while. Both his brain and body need to update the data and restart the loading, switching the mode of getting along between them.

"Let me take it easy," Ruan Wei sighed weakly.

Shen Tingmo blinked his eyelashes, just like the little mute back then, there was a kind of tranquility that blended in with the surrounding environment and would not disturb anyone.

Ruan Wei hugged the little golden pig for a while, then suddenly waved to Shen Tingmo.

When Shen Tingmo sat on the side of the bed, Ruan Wei moved the bed table and the little golden pig, got out of bed and sat on Shen Tingmo's lap, with his back facing him, leaning against the person's arms naturally.

"You just hug me like this, let me find the feeling," Ruan Wei picked up the phone, opened an app casually, and started playing a small game by himself.

Shen Tingmo understood, he used to hold the little Weizai like this every day, read a book together, and spend the afternoon on that old sofa.

So Shen Tingmo hugged Ruan Wei quietly, watched the game on his phone screen, and occasionally reached out to help him break through the difficult levels.

This familiar yet unfamiliar atmosphere lasted until Ruan Wei was about to go to the bathroom, Shen Tingmo took his phone and continued to help him pass the level.

Ruan Wei came over after washing his hands, and when he wanted to return his phone, he said, "No, it's different."

Shen Tingmo raised his face: "What's the difference?"

Ruan Wei rubbed her face resignedly, her tone was a bit bored: "It's different from when I was a child."

Shen Tingmo blinked: "Why?"

Ruan Wei asked ferociously: "You still dare to ask me why I am different, I ask you, when did you recognize me?"

Shen Tingmo said truthfully, "Six years ago."

Ruan Wei became even more angry: "Is it because you saw my pillow? Why didn't you tell me then?"

Shen Tingmo was silent for a long time, and he couldn't explain his complicated state of mind at that time.

When he saw that pillow at first, he felt a kind of fear similar to the feeling of being close to home, and he was not sure that it was real.

Later, at Ruan Wei's apartment, he met Qi Yun who came to visit his son, and got the exact answer, but because of what Qi Yun said to him, he hesitated.

Later, when Ruan Wei was drunk, he had sex with Ruan Wei impulsively. After Ruan Wei woke up, he didn't remember anything, but he was deeply guilty and anxious about failing Qi Yun's entrustment, and he was ashamed to open his mouth to recognize Ruan Wei.

"I'm sorry," Shen Tingmo said.

Apologizing is an attitude, Shen Tingmo felt guilty.

When he was abroad, Shen Tingmo once watched a movie, and a line touched his heart——

We are destined to lose the people we love, otherwise how would we know how much they meant to us.

It took Shen Tingmo five years to truly understand the meaning of it.

But if he was asked to make another choice, Shen Tingmo still felt that after two long separations, they finally reunited was the best arrangement from heaven.

A belated apology is the most useless, Ruan Wei became irritable: "You have hurt me, Shen Tingmo."

Shen Tingmo: "..."

Ruan Wei punched Shen Tingmo's shoulder with great momentum, but did not use much strength.

"If you had told me earlier, that bud would not have emerged. You are still my good brother. I will be your younger brother. What a perfect ending."

"I didn't know why I wanted to cling to you so much at the time. Tong Jing told me that I was tempted, and I was really tempted stupidly. It was you who caused me to like you so much!" Ruan Wei clapped her hands His face and eye sockets turned red again.

"How could a good relationship turn sour? You ruined all the hopes I had when I was a child."

Shen Tingmo asked seriously: "What is your hope?"

Ruan Wei looked at him with tears in his eyes: "I use all my future birthday presents as bargaining chips, begging my mother to bring you back, because I don't want to see you wandering, alone, stuffed into a place where there is nothing safe place."

"..."

"I want you to come home with me because I want a brother who loves me."

"I don't even know where my mother took you. I asked her many times, but I didn't get an answer. My mother was also having a hard time because of my playful father. Later, when I became sensible, I stopped bothering you." She's gone, but who will tell me why my good brother was lost."

"..."

"You know? Before I met you, my birthday wish every year was that my parents could love each other like other people's parents. After that, my wish became that my mother could take me to meet you someday. , one side is also good," Ruan Wei choked up again.

Shen Tingmo was silent for a long time, as if he had made a very difficult decision: "If you want me to be your brother, I can be."

"You can be a fart!" Ruan Wei became angry, hovering on the edge of flammable and explosive:

"Why did you go there early? Can you give me back my first love? I'm so stubborn that I can only recognize one pillow. After finally liking someone, it's fucking unrequited love. My youth It was all wasted, you say sorry to me now?"

When it comes to emotional matters, everyone is a fool, as smart as Shen Tingmo, and he can only say clumsily: "It's not like this..."

Ruan Wei threw herself on him, biting Shen Tingmo's shoulder with her teeth as if exasperated, like a frantic hungry kitten, but its newly erupted deciduous teeth can't hurt anyone.

"It's you, it's all your fault, you still want to be my brother and dream of your spring and autumn."

Shen Tingmo took all the orders, and didn't say a word when he was bitten. He put his arms around Ruan Wei, pressed him into his arms and hugged him tightly: "Yes, I'm dreaming."

Shen Tingmo's palm was hot, and the hot temperature flowed back to the heart along the blood vessels, as if being hit by a sun into the heart, all limbs and bones were crackled in the fire and turned into ashes, leaving only the soul held in the palm of Ruan Wei.

"You picked me up, do you still want me?" Time and barriers were burned away, Shen Tingmo asked humbly.

Ruan Wei let go of her teeth, leaving a round tooth mark on Shen Tingmo's shirt. After venting her overloaded emotions, she felt a sense of emptiness and powerlessness.

"Is it appropriate for you to ask this question?" Ruan Wei asked in a daze.

Shen Tingmo gently rubbed Ruan Wei's terribly hot earlobe, and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"You are really unreasonable, Shen Tingmo, obviously you don't want me, and you always have." Ruan Wei said bitterly.

Shen Tingmo was speechless, he had held on to this secret for too long by himself, and the other party was finally willing to help him share it, but he still had many secrets that were difficult to express, so he didn't know how to give Ruan Wei a reasonable explanation.

Fortunately, Ruan Wei was not trapped in the turbulent emotions for too long, he reorganized his thoughts and decided to break down the problems that bothered him one by one.

Since Shen Tingmo is a little dumb, waiting for him to open his mouth is equivalent to free, so he can only propose a clear option, let Shen Tingmo choose yesorno.

"Is it because of your duties as a trust fund adviser that you are being so nice to me now?"

Shen Tingmo answered quickly: "No."

Ruan Wei asked again: "When you were in college, you always gave me cold shoulders. Is it because you dislike me and cling to you?"

Shen Tingmo: "No."

"Did you know that I liked you at that time, I mean the kind of love that I want to fall in love with."

"Ah."

"Did you send me home on Christmas Eve and dropped the towel beside my bed?"

"Yes," Shen Tingmo replied hesitantly this time, as if feeling uneasy.

Ruan Wei didn't pay attention to this detail, and continued to ask questions like an interrogation: "Do you like me? I mean, when you were young, did you really treat me as your own brother, and loved me very much."

This time without the slightest pause: "Yes."

"That's okay, I'm not at a loss," Ruan Wei exhaled.

"Did you try to find me after you left Da Nang?"

"of course."

"At that time, you clearly recognized me, but you didn't tell me whether there were any other reasons or difficulties."

"Ah."

"You didn't say goodbye to go abroad to study in graduate school, was it because of some kind of difficulty?"

"Ah."

"Grass, I knew it."

Ruan Wei finally found an effective way to communicate with Shen Tingmo, and had to admire her ingenuity.

"Senior Shen, a college bully like you can only do judgment questions, but not narrative questions, does your teacher know?" Ruan Wei asked helplessly.

"..."

In the eyes of outsiders, Shen Tingmo, who is the proud son of heaven in all aspects, is indeed as defined by Ruan Wei, ridiculously clumsy in expression.

Maybe it's trauma from the past, maybe it's just nature.

Shen Tingmo had no way to defend himself.

Ruan Wei asked too many questions in one breath, and the brain memory of the scumbag level was obviously not enough. She took a few deep breaths, leaned limply on Shen Tingmo's shoulder, and asked the last question.

"Shen Tingmo, have you ever liked me?"

"A little bit counts."

Half Candy Tea

Excessive breathing: it is caused by breathing too fast when sick or emotionally excited, and excessive carbon dioxide is discharged, resulting in respiratory poisoning. The treatment method is to suppress the patient's breathing

We are doomed to lose those we love, or how would we know how much they mean to us - from "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button"