Confluence

Chapter 12

Zhang Shuchen had a dream about what happened in junior high school.

It was a hot and humid afternoon, he took a nap beyond the time, and hurried to the classroom with only a few minutes before class, the seat next to Zhang Shuchen was still empty, the people in the classroom were more restless than the air, and everyone's face exaggerated fear expressions, but the eyes of some people are gloating that cannot be concealed.

It's past the class time, and the teacher didn't come, Zhang Shuchen finally couldn't bear it anymore, he lightly tapped the shoulder of the boy at the front desk: "What happened today?" The boy at the front desk put up a hand to block His mouth seemed to be whispering, but in fact the voice was not too low. He deliberately pretended to be scared: "Zhang Shuchen,... jumped off the building! Don't you know? He jumped at noon."

——In the dream, he was sitting on his seat, and the squeaking fan above his head made him a little dazed. He already knew what happened, so he didn't ask anything, and whispered around, he didn't care, just From the drawer at the same table, I found a school magazine that I remembered.

There is a fairy tale section on it, which is serialized every season by his deskmate who tries his best to be a transparent person in class.

"I am a rushing stream.

I flow through the grass.

Xiaocao said, "Why are you leaving?"Wouldn't it be nice to stay where we are? '

I said: 'Because I'm so lonely. '

They ask: 'Then where are you going? '

I said: 'I have no destination, I'm just looking for someone who will be with me forever. '

……

Several paper boats were placed on me as I flowed past a shining house.

The voices of several children sounded above my head: 'Come on! '

I have flowed through the city, through the countryside, and after several twists and turns, there is only one small paper boat that is still firmly on my body.

The little paper boat asked, "Where are you going?" '

I said: 'I don't know. '

The little paper boat asked: "Then why don't you stop?" '

I said: 'I'm looking for someone who will be with me forever. '

The little paper boat said happily: "I am also alone, let's stay together from now on!" '"

The phone suddenly rang loudly, and Zhang Shuchen suddenly woke up from his dream.

Leaving the dreamland suddenly, he couldn't control the violent heartbeat, and panted to get the phone. After finding that the number above was marked as 'harassing calls' by dozens of people, he hung up the source of the noise directly.

Lying on the bed and breathing calmly, Zhang Shuchen couldn't help recalling the dream just now.

His deskmate at that time was an introverted and short boy with average grades and a left-behind child. He was not very prominent in terms of status, but because his name appeared in the school magazine, the article, together with him, became a joke for boys in the class. object.Although Zhang Shuchen didn't go along with those people, he didn't take much care of this awkward tablemate.

The boy didn't go back to the dormitory at noon that day, and the camera recorded him walking out of the classroom to the end of the corridor, standing in front of the window for about 10 to [-] minutes, then climbed onto the balcony without hesitation, jumped over the railing and jumped off.Fortunately, it was only on the second floor, and there were green plants under the windows at the end of the corridor to act as a buffer. Although his legs and arms were broken after he jumped, his life was not in danger.

It was only later that Zhang Shuchen found out that he was bullied in private far more times than what he saw in class.

Their class was suspended that afternoon.The boy's parents rushed back overnight after hearing the news and suspended the boy from school.

Zhang Shuchen was the literature and art committee member of the class at the time, and was in charge of receiving the school magazine for the class. In the school magazine a week later, there was the final chapter of the story submitted by the boy.After thinking about it for a day, Zhang Shuchen finally went to ask the head teacher about the hospital where the boy was. After school, he went alone to deliver the school magazine to the boy.

Zhang Shuchen only remembered that the boy lying on the hospital bed accepted the school magazine and thanked him.He couldn't remember clearly whether he talked to him about anything or how he got there afterwards.

After that day, he never saw the boy again.

Zhang Shuchen sighed, sat up from the bed, then got out of bed and walked to the bookcase, and found a yellowed magazine from a side position on a certain floor—he hadn't lost the school magazine back then.

In the later days of junior high school, every time he turned to the end of the story of that stream, he would always think of that boy... Later, when he went to high school and university, he gradually forgot about it until Ye Xingchuan broke up with him and he cleaned up. When I was in the room, I found this old school magazine, and after rereading it, he suddenly understood the boy's mood back then.

That afternoon, he burst into tears over an article written by a junior high school student.

Zhang Shuchen skilfully turned to the boy's article.

The title is "Looking for", and the following line is "Yu Ming, Class X, Junior 20xx". The last chapter is not long, and it is squeezed into one page with another submitted essay.

"I have traveled a long way with the little paper boat.

I used to rush to find it, now I want to take it everywhere.

The little paper boat said: "I like the catkins in spring, the stars in summer, the fallen leaves in autumn, and the snowflakes in winter. Small streams, I like you too." '

I feel so happy and I hope we can be together forever.

But one day, as I was passing through a ford, the little paper boat came to rest between two pebbles.

It's stuck.

I slapped the shore harder, trying to save it.

I yelled: "Little paper boat, follow my water to come out!" '

But the little paper boat said, "That's it." '

I asked: 'What's the matter, little paper boat? '

The little paper boat said wearily: "You never stop, even the gentle splash of water will wet the bottom of my boat. I tried my best to endure it, but I can't go on with you anymore." '

My water is still splashing against the shallows, I'm so sad: 'Didn't you say we're going to be together forever? '

The little paper boat said: "I'm tired, little stream."I'm not the person you're looking for, don't stop for me, you'd better keep looking for that person! '

A child ran over and took the little paper boat away with his fat hands. I heard his happy voice: "I picked up a paper boat!"I want to take it home! '

The little paper boat chose the harbor and was no longer willing to go with me.

I lost it, I have nothing left.

I have flowed through the shallows, over the hillsides, and over the fields.

I am a rushing stream.

I am now looking for someone who will be with me forever. "

Zhang Shuchen watched the last full stop silently, and some dusty memories flashed in his mind.

On the second day after he messed up that family's New Year's Eve, he met an alumnus at a food stall.

That man had met him a few times, he was a senior in the senior year at that time, and he belonged to the same club as Yu Ming.They chatted for a few words, and the topic inevitably fell on the sad boy. After drinking for three rounds, the other party told him drunkenly: "Actually, I felt guilty for several years afterwards, but I couldn't help it. At that time, I wanted to go straight to high school. Department, me and him...have been seen by the grandchildren in your class, I can't, can't take risks...I didn't expect him to...he would..."

Yu Ming's "little paper boat" is the only weight he can feel on his body.Zhang Shuchen thought that Ye Xingchuan might have been his "little paper boat" to him at the time.

It's a pity that their "paper boats" all chose the harbor, leaving them to meander away alone.

The only good thing is that he was different from Yu Ming at that time, there was not nothing around him.

Zhang Shuchen sighed, put the school magazine back to its original place, turned around, changed into his pajamas and left the bedroom.

The TV in the living room played an idol drama with vase acting skills, and the discordant dubbing was a bit harsh, which made him dazed for a while.

A half figure leaned out from the kitchen, and Wang Zheng greeted him energetically: "Mr. Zhang, are you awake? How about having vermicelli for lunch today? I've already soaked it."

Zhang Shuchen couldn't help laughing: "You're already in a bubble and still asking me what to do."

"If you have any objections, I can pick it up right now!" Wang Zheng untied his apron and walked over, held his face and kissed him, "Good morning, baby! You look so bad, take a good rest today."

"I had a dream." After Zhang Shuchen accepted his pure good morning kiss, he rested his head on his shoulder and sighed, "Oh, it's not a good feeling..."

Wang Zheng put his arms around his back and patted him lightly: "You are too tired, you have thousands of test papers, and you finished correcting the scores in two days, aren't you tired? It's time for a holiday now, let's recharge our energy before talking about fun matter!"

"Hmm..." Zhang Shuchen obediently responded.

"I bought steamed stuffed bun porridge in the morning. It's warm in the pot. Go wash up. It's still more than an hour before lunch. You should eat something first, so you don't starve."

After Zhang Shuchen washed up, he ate a steamed stuffed bun and half a bowl of porridge while watching a TV series without nutrition, and his condition finally recovered.

No matter whether it is noodles or vermicelli, what kind of simmered seeds are served with, what comes out of Wang Zheng's hands is the same taste - once soy sauce and vinegar are added, the bowl will only have a salty and sour taste.

Zhang Shuchen fried a plate of vegetarian dishes so that the table would not be too shabby.

After eating, the two spent the whole afternoon aimlessly on the sofa.

Strange to say, even if the relationship changed, they were both past the impulsive age, and they had lived together for five years before, and they knew each other's behavioral quirks well, logically speaking, there was nothing new to speak of.

Zhang Shuchen leaned back slightly, ended the lengthy kiss, took a breath, and laughed out loud: "Kissing skills are good~"

Wang Zheng knew that he was just teasing and didn't mean to turn over old scores, so he leaned closer and kissed him on the corner of the mouth: "Eldest brother, don't talk about second brother."

Zhang Shuchen pulled the hand wrapped around his waist away: "Today's quantity is almost enough, it's getting dark, I'll go cook."

Wang Zheng said, "Let's go to the restaurant today! We haven't eaten out for a long time."

Zhang Shuchen raised his eyebrows: "You please?"

Wang Zhengdao: "I invite you."

Zhang Shuchen said: "That's fine, pack up and go out."

The two changed their clothes, found a restaurant that was famous for making soup, and went for a walk in the Wetland Park not far after eating.

The lights in the Wetland Park at night are dim, except for the old ladies who gather under the street lights to dance in the square, only a few couples in love are still staying.

The two walked slowly along the calm lake, and the hands that were originally by their sides were quickly held together.At first, Wang Zheng was afraid that Zhang Shuchen would let go of his hand when passing by a bright place, so he kept looking for something to talk about, trying to distract him.Apart from the rhythmic dance soundtrack in the silent surroundings, only Wang Zheng's noise remained. Zhang Shuchen finally couldn't hold back, pressed him on the electric pole and kissed him firmly, and finally commented with disgust: " Darling, don't you really think you're noisy?" Wang Zheng was now being treated honestly.

They didn't let go of their hands until they went home and opened the door.

After Wang Zheng took a shower, he watched Zhang Shuchen get a change of clothes, and cleared his throat: "That..."

Zhang Shuchen just put his hand on the doorknob when he heard the words and turned around: "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Zhang, you're all done," Wang Zheng pursed his lips, and said with a smile and a little embarrassment, "When shall we clean up the study?"

There is no extra study room in this two-bedroom, one-living room, unless one bedroom is moved out for renovation...

Zhang Shuchen understood what he meant in a split second, and asked him, "Oh? Did you move in here or did I move in?"

Wang Zheng answered the wrong question: "Hey, my room is well lit..."

Zhang Shuchen didn't mind, but just smiled: "Alright then, you can move your son over there and put him on the balcony to raise him well, and I'll take a bath first."

Wang Zheng didn't expect it to go so smoothly: "Really?"

"That's right, I don't recognize the bed anyway, it doesn't matter where I sleep." Zhang Shuchen opened the door and went in, "Come in and get my son."

Wang Zheng immediately followed him in, and according to Zhang Shuchen's request, he took the pot of watercress green that was a little wilted due to the cold weather back to his bedroom and put it away.While Zhang Shuchen was taking a shower, Wang Zheng also quietly entered Zhang Shuchen's bedroom, and carried his pillow to his bed together.

Just as Wang was immersed in the long-lost tension and excitement, a video call interrupted the rising thoughts in his mind about age restrictions.

It's Mama Wang calling.

He quickly connected: "Mom!"

"Dazheng," Mother Wang laughed so hard she couldn't see her eyes. "When are you coming back this year? Your sister has already finished her final exam."

Wang Zheng smiled and said, "How did she do in the exam?"

Wang Yajuan who was outside the camera spoke: "Don't ask, brother!"

Hearing her voice, Wang Zheng responded, "Erbao, if you fail the exam, I won't give you a dollar this year!"

"Hate! I hate you so much! Don't come back this year!"

"Bah, bah, bah! Erbao watches your TV!" Mother Wang turned to ask Wang Zheng after she finished training Wang Yajuan, "Dazheng, when will you be back?"

Wang Zheng thought for a while: "Well... about the 30th, I will try to come back by then."

"How long will it be?"

"No. 6, go on No. 6."

"Hey, okay, okay, I'll make you a pot of meat this year!"

"Thank you mom!"

"Hey, where's Xiao Zhang? Is he coming this year?"

"Come on!" Wang Zheng's eyes lit up, "Mom, let me tell you—"

The door to the bathroom just opened, Wang Zheng immediately turned his head and saw Zhang Shuchen coming out wiping his wet hair, he immediately waved to Zhang Shuchen and silently called him over.

Zhang Shuchen didn't understand the situation, and went to sit down according to his intention, only to find that he was video chatting with Wang Mama.

Before he could say hello to his elders, Wang Zheng couldn't restrain his excitement and reported frankly to Wang's mother: "Mom! I'm with Mr. Zhang."

Not only Zhang Shuchen, but Ms. Wang was stunned: "Didn't you say that both of you are interfering..."

"Uh--nothing," Wang Zheng interrupted her urgently, "People change! Anyway, I'm already with Teacher Zhang now. This year he came back with me, so it's officially meeting the parents."

Ms. Wang didn't have the heart to break the stage and said, she snorted with a smile: "Got it! Just wrap a red envelope for you!"

"Hey, okay, then I'll wait!" Wang Zheng moved the mobile phone to Zhang Shuchen, motioning for Zhang Shuchen to talk to Wang's mother.

Zhang Shuchen hadn't managed his expression and emotions well yet, and suddenly became a little shy: "Auntie..."

"Hey, Xiao Zhang," Wang's mother looked at him with a smile, her voice was gentle and joyful, "From now on, our family will trouble you a lot! When you come back from the New Year, you will get a red envelope, remember to change your words!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Shuchen's eyes turned red unexpectedly, he pursed his lips and nodded, and smiled at her: "Okay!"

"Okay, it's getting late, I still have work to do here, so I won't disturb your rest, good night."

Wang Zhengdao: "Well, Mom, go to bed early!"

"Be careful to wear thicker clothes so you don't get sick, you know?"

"I know—you too!"

"Bye."

"Goodbye." As soon as the other party hung up, Wang Zheng quickly turned around and reached out to touch Zhang Shuchen's face, "Ouch! My teacher Zhang, what's wrong, don't cry!"

Zhang Shuchen's tears rolled in his eyes twice, but they still didn't fall. His face touched Wang Zheng's warm palm, and he smiled lightly: "It's okay, I'm happy. Wang Zheng, thank you."

Wang Zheng leaned over and pressed his forehead against his, and his voice was low, as if he was coaxing a child or coquettishly: "Thank you, I can, but Mr. Zhang, you make me feel so sorry for you. In the future You can only cry on the bed, you know?"

Zhang Shuchen: "..."

No matter how good the atmosphere is, it is smashed to pieces by the dirty jokes.

Zhang Shuchen: "It's almost time to sleep, I'll go get the pillow and clothes for tomorrow."

Wang Zheng: "I've already taken the pillow."

Zhang Shuchen: "...the hand speed is quite fast."

It had been several months since the last time they shared the same bed, but Wang Zheng's mood was far more excited than last time.

After turning off the lights, the bedroom was instantly darkened, and a tense ambiguity slowly grew in the silence.

To be honest, although the yellow accent has not been broken before, Wang Zheng is actually very afraid of having conflicts with Zhang Shuchen because of his upper and lower positions in the future. Unlike the appearance that he is eager to share the same bed, he is not fully prepared for the follow-up. Even just lying flat together now, it is difficult for him to calm down, let alone fall asleep.

I should have asked Da Luo earlier if there were any tutorials related to number zero.Wang Zheng thought: Teacher Zhang will definitely be very repulsive from below, it is very difficult... Forget it, let me go first...

The more he thought about it here, the clearer it became, Zhang Shuchen said without warning: "Didn't sleep?"

Wang Zheng's Adam's apple rolled, and it took him a long time to say "hmm".

Zhang Shuchen turned sideways: "It's not that I haven't slept together before, why are you more nervous this time?"

"This time...the identity is different," Wang Zhengdao, "Last time it was a roommate, this time it's a lover."

Perhaps the word "lover" made Zhang Shuchen very satisfied. Wang Zheng was staring at the ceiling when he heard Zhang Shuchen laugh.

"Wang Zheng, I've thought about it," Zhang Shuchen's voice was clear in the room, "I don't want you."

"...Hmm." Wang Zheng closed his eyes, sighing in his heart: I already guessed it.

"But I don't want you to let me either."

"I lent it to you this time, and you have to return it to me next time."

"If there is a loan or a repayment, let's settle the account."

"Understood, Brother Wang?"

The author has something to say: there is no light, there is no turning off the light