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110: Emptiness

Xi Gongming did not forget Jiang Shaofeng's memorial day. When he woke up, he was woken up by the phone call from Jiang Ziling. It was already evening. The setting sun shone through the window and fell on the ground on the clothes. The obscene/obscene atmosphere in the room is exposed at a glance.

He picked up the phone. Jiang Ziling asked if he was going to worship. He just found a reason to explain that he had slept until now. Go and visit his grave later.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Ziling said sarcastically, "Don't make excuses. My grandfather's memorial day was yesterday."

"..." Xi Gongming rubbed his painful temples. His brain became heavy due to the alcohol last night. For a while, he really didn't know what day it was. He had been depressed for a while. He didn't know at all How did the day come.

He got up on the bed and found that the other side of the bed was empty. He tilted his head and looked at the other half of the empty bed in a daze. Looking at it, it seemed that a transparent figure would appear. Yes So familiar...

"Hello, Xi Gongming. Are you asleep again?" The voice on the other end of the phone brought him back from his thoughts.

"No." Xi Gongming looked away from the ceiling covered with vintage floral patterns. "What did you just say?"

"I said. Don't be so carefree every night. Be careful if you do too much impotence." Jiang Ziling said angrily.

"Um... I will remember your words." But as for whether it can be done, I don't know.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Ziling was silent for a while. Then he changed his angry tone and said, "Gong Ming. Let me tell you something."

"Um."

"He and I... met again..."

After hearing this, Xi Gongming's head, which was not clear enough to wake up, immediately disappeared. He knew that this man would call himself, and he also knew what he was going to say. But this is obviously a sad thing But he was still calm. He replied in a blessing tone. "Congratulations."

It wasn't until after he hung up the phone that he realized in astonishment that he could still pretend to be so calm, as a supportive bystander.

Maybe. You don't love him that much...

Xi Gongming propped himself up and sat up. Looking at the golden sunset outside the window, he was in a daze. The melancholy atmosphere didn't suit him at all.

At this moment, his heart feels like being strangled by something. It is extremely uncomfortable. If it is said that he has forgotten Jiang Shaofeng's memorial day, it is better to say that he missed it on purpose.

Because on the night before Jiang Shaofeng's memorial day, he hung up the phone to Huangfu Jue. Although it cannot be said that Huangfu Jue knew that Jiang Shaofeng's memorial day was informed by Xi Gongming, but the phone call Xi Gongming made to him His courage to go to Jiang Ziling went from 70% to 100%.

"Huangfujue. Congratulations. You have won the final victory." When Huangfujue picked up the phone, he heard these words. There is no need to ask. Huangfujue immediately knew what Xi Gongming was talking about. Huangfujue also told sent him a message. in return for his call.

"If you don't want the things you left at Austin's house, the agency will throw it all away. Put it there. It will hinder people from looking at the house."

At that time, Xi Gongming's head was in a daze. After hanging up the phone, he immediately rushed from the bar to the parking lot, and drove quickly to Austin's apartment.

The last time he came, he didn't have the courage to approach. But this time, he directly took out the key from his pocket. The key was not changed.

In the apartment, all the furniture was the same as the last time I saw it. They were all covered with white cloth. Even the bed where the two of them slept for countless nights was the same.

In this house, all the memories about the two people are like dead people. They are covered with a white cloth, announcing the end of life. Everything can only be described in the past tense.

He really left.

Xi Gongming stood in the center of the living room. After browsing the living room, he realized that there were too many memories in this house. Almost every corner had left the lingering memory of the two of them.

The focus of sight finally stopped on a striped bag next to the sofa. He opened the bag. Inside were his tidied things. Even the toothbrush he had used was inside.

Looking at the neat things in the bag, Xi Gongming suddenly felt a lump in his throat. Through these items, he seemed to be able to see the sad figure of the man when he was sorting these things.

"Huh..." He couldn't help but sneer. I don't know whether it was ridicule or helplessness. After zipping up the zipper, he turned and left the apartment, leaving the bag of items alone in the desolate space.

When Xi Gongming left the apartment, he happened to meet Jiang Zihao and Huangfu Rui. Xi Gongming didn't notice them. It was Huangfurui who stopped him.

"Xi Gongming. You are here to find Austin."

Xi Gongming turned his head and looked at the two people who passed by just now. He opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.

"My cousin returned to the United States more than a month ago. You don't know." Seeing that Xi Gongming didn't speak, Huangfu Rui continued. "You guys shouldn't be quarreling."

Jiang Zihao glanced at Xi Gongming's abnormal expression, and sneered. "You also have a day when you will feel true. That third-rate writer has already resigned from his job. The house is linked to an intermediary. He won't come back here again. If you want to find him, go to him." Let America find him."

"..." Xi Gongming looked at them with his mouth open, still speechless.

"When Austin said goodbye to Hao Hao, he said with tears in his eyes that he was reluctant. But he hoped that you would go to America to find him." Huangfu Rui said indiscriminately, making Xi Gongming's complexion even worse.

It was rare for Jiang Zihao to see Xi Gongming like this one day. He was in a good mood. He was waiting to see how this man went to the United States to find that third-rate writer. On the surface, he said indifferently: "Go home. Mind your own business. "

"Okay." Huangfu Rui replied with a smile. Then he said goodbye to Xi Gongming. He entered the elevator with Jiang Zihao. As soon as the elevator door closed, he couldn't help laughing anymore. Good show. Haha..."

Xi Gongming didn't know that he was being fooled. His mood plummeted, and the solution to these troubles was nothing more than alcohol anesthesia, having fun, and finding a lover to vent.

So. He was drunk again. He was completely drunk again. He called that man's name softly, but he was entangled with other men.

Then. The result is what it is now. He slept for a day and a night. The man he was lingering with has been away for a long time. He was woken up by the ringing of the phone.

Xi Gongming lit a cigarette. At this time, the sunset outside the window had been completely cut off. In the dim room, only the starlight of the cigarette was left. It was like the only lonely star left in the darkness.

"Don't go out to fool around all the time. Be careful of contracting sexually transmitted diseases." Suddenly, I remembered what Austin had said to me. At that time, he didn't care about it at all. Instead, he replied. "It's not fooling around with you."

At that time, Austin's complexion immediately changed. But he didn't care. Instead, he asked mockingly, "You don't really like me, do you? Let me remind you in advance. Don't really fall in love with me..."

Thinking of this, Xi Gongming suddenly realized that he was so cruel to that man...