I Just Came to Borrow a Light Chapter 25:

I haven't eaten all day. Lin Chengbu didn't feel anything at all. Maybe his stomach was squeezed, and he was so thirsty that he ignored it. After returning to the living room to drink a large glass of water, he was so strong that he was starving to death. The feeling is thriving.

"Eat something simple, make it fast," Lin Chengbu said, "or I'm afraid I'll faint from hunger before I make it."

"No," Yuan Wu opened the refrigerator and took out a small bucket of yogurt, poured a cup and drank it, "I've been starving for a week, and it's just a little bit shaking."

Lin Chengbu glanced at him: "Have you tried?"

"No." Yuan Wu sat down on the sofa.

That's what Yuan Shen tried?

Lin Chengbu didn't ask, stood in front of the refrigerator and thought for a while, then took out a box of eggs: "Will I make you an omelette?"

"Yeah." Yuan Wu responded.

Maybe it's because I'm hungry, maybe it's because Lin Chengbu is a chef after all, maybe it's a legend that he likes to eat omurice. Although it's completely different from the ones sold in the store, Lin Chengbu's omurice is very good. Eat, and also served with a wild mushroom meatball soup.

"How do you usually eat?" Yuan Wu asked, "I feel that your level of simple eating is a lot higher than the average."

"I usually eat at the store and cook noodles at home," Lin Chengbu said, "I'm very tired of cooking, that is, when you are here, I only do this, it's just like that when I'm alone, it's just this thing It still depends on the taste, the same simple..."

"Okay," Yuan Wu interrupted him, "How long have you been talking?"

"Ah," Lin Chengbu took a sip of soup, "I am a normal young man."

After eating, Yuan Wu went to the bedroom and looked for clothes in Lin Chengbu's closet. Lin Chengbu called Jiang Chengyu while washing the dishes: "Yuan Wu said he wanted to go out for a walk, you told me How about taking him to your place?"

"Did you tell him about Yuan Shen yesterday?" Jiang Chengyu asked.

"I said it today." Lin Chengbu whispered.

"How did he react?" Jiang Chengyu asked again.

"The reaction... not small," Lin Chengbu sighed, "We spent a day in the toilet..."

"Fuck," Jiang Chengyu was stunned, "This reaction is really not small, so can you two move now? Do you feel like your body is being hollowed out?"

"...What are you talking about?" Lin Chengbu was also stunned, "I just sat in the toilet for a day!"

"Your **** is pretty, don't do this again, it's a pity it's squished," Jiang Chengyu said, before Lin Chengbu could speak, he said again, "I think if he says this, don't get me on purpose. Come here, the excitement is too great and you can't come back, you can see where he wants to go when he says to go out for a walk."

"Okay." Lin Chengbu felt that Jiang Chengyu's words were quite reasonable.

Yuan Wu found his clothes and put them on: "Are you really only 25 years old?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Chengbu looked at him, "It's 26 years old."

"A closet of 62-year-old clothes," Yuan Wu sighed, "It's quite stable."

Lin Chengbu didn't speak, looked at him for a while, then laughed, the more he laughed, the more he couldn't stop, leaning against the table and laughing for a long time.

Yuan Wu's clothes have always been very individual, and the ordinary clothes of his ordinary youth are definitely not satisfactory to Yuan Wu.

This is Yuanwu's style.

It is Yuanwu.

Yuan Wu didn't respond to his inexplicable smirk, just grabbed his hair and tied it up and went out.

This indifferent attitude made Lin Chengbu very comfortable. Yuan Wu has always been like this, like a person who has no curiosity and has no interest in anything.

Lin Chengbu followed him out the door in a very good mood, standing next to him in the elevator.

"Are you going for a walk, or driving around?" Lin Chengbu asked.

"I don't know," Yuan Wu leaned against the car, "I didn't feel bored in Shenqiao alone before, but these days I've been so bored and want to go out."

"Is my family so boring?" Lin Chengbu was a little sad.

"No," Yuan Wu glanced at him, "I guess you are much more interesting here than on the boat."

"That's..." Lin Chengbu thought about it, "Is it because there is no big head?"

"The big head is actually quite annoying," Yuan Wu said, "but maybe there are no other children on the boat, and his adults don't play with him."

Lin Chengbu didn't say a word. For Yuan Wu, the two years of life on board may be his "normal", and those days that really belonged to him are no longer in his memory.

That's not right, Jiang Chengyu's words are very good, there's nothing that you don't remember, only the things you don't want to remember... Maybe that's what it means.

Maybe Yuan Wu just doesn't want to remember the past.

"Tell me," Yuan Wu stepped out of the elevator, "How do I live every day?"

"Sleep in the sun during the day," Lin Chengbu said, "at the bar at night."

"Bar?" Yuan Wu narrowed his eyes, "Every day?"

"Not every day," Lin Chengbu smiled, "three days on weekends, five, six, seven."

"What about other times?" Yuan Wu asked.

"Sleep in the sun, go for a drive, run in the gym," Lin Chengbu felt like he was talking about his own life when he said these, "occasionally go to feed wild dogs."

"Feed the wild dog?" Yuan Wu was stunned, "What hobby do I have?"

"It's not to feed stray dogs... just sometimes you buy dog ​​food to give to that stray dog ​​rescue or some civil organization," Lin Chengbu said, "I thought at that time, hey, this uncle She looks like a homeless killer and is quite loving."

Yuan Wu clicked his tongue: "I don't have love for big heads, but I actually have love for dogs."

"This made Da Tou cry to death," Lin Chengbu laughed, "Da Tou thinks you are good to him."

The two of them left the community. It was already dark, and the evening exercise army began to gather. The atmosphere around was quiet and peaceful.

Lin Chengbu followed Yuan Wu and walked slowly along the small street at the entrance. Yuan Wu obviously had no goal. When he reached the intersection, he turned around and followed the next road to the intersection.

Let Lin Chengbu walk like this, he doesn't want it, he's bored and tired, he stands in the kitchen for a few hours every time he goes to work, let him walk like this again, he'd rather run ten times in the gym kilometer.

But today is different, let alone the scene of Yuan Wu taking a walk with him after the convulsion, which brought tears to his eyes, that is, he never imagined that he could take a walk after dinner with Yuan Wu before.

Like a little old man who has been married for many years, very satisfied.

The only regret is that Yuan Wu didn't speak, two mute little old men.

"Do I still go to bars?" Yuan Wu finally asked after walking in silence for almost an hour.

"Yes." Lin Chengbu nodded.

"Why go to the bar?" Yuan Wu seemed puzzled.

Lin Chengbu hesitated for a while, wondering if he should tell the truth, Yuan Wu still hasn't fully faced up to the fact that he is not an online writer who writes novels, and told him abruptly whether it was stimulating him or not. Can not be sure.

But Yuan Wu kept watching him waiting for an answer. He couldn't find a suitable answer for a while, so he could only tell the truth: "You work in a bar."

"...work?" Yuan Wu frowned, "Waiter?"

"You underestimate yourself too much," Lin Chengbu looked at his reaction, and it didn't seem to be violent, so he said with confidence, "Which bar wants a 30-year-old uncle to be a waiter."

"Boss?" Yuan Wu clicked his tongue.

"You have to discuss it with Jiang Chengyu," Lin Chengbu smiled. "Bartender, you are a very good bartender. The bartender will be very sad if you don't go."

Yuan Wu did not speak, did not appear surprised, and was not completely calm, Lin Chengbu could not describe the state of Yuan Wu at this moment.

"Are you thirsty?" Lin Chengbu said softly, "There's a delicious milk in front of you..."

"Is it tribute tea again?" Yuan Wu asked, "A young man in his twenties drinks milk tea as soon as he hits the street. What kind of habit does a little girl get used to?"

"Who stipulates that little girls can drink milk tea?" Lin Chengbu was a little upset, "I tell you, I even embroidered cross-stitch!"

"It scared me to death." Yuan Wu glanced at him blankly.

"Really, I still took the photo to customize it," Lin Chengbu sighed, "I took your photo, I want to give it to you."

"Think?" Yuan Wu said, "Is that why I didn't send it? Or I didn't ask for it?"

"I didn't send it," Lin Chengbu was very sad, "I've been embroidering for two months, and I'm dying. It's finally over. It's not a problem if the back is stuck with all the threads, and the front has threads. Think about it. I just gave up, and you won’t want to give it to you anyway, and it will hurt me.”

"...Are you secretly taking pictures?" Yuan Wu asked.

"It was taken with integrity," Lin Chengbu glanced at him, "I still have the DSLR, I just took it at the bar, it's very upright!"

"Oh." Yuan Wu responded.

Lin Chengbu always felt that the Yuanwu cat had been on the boat for so long, and his physical strength should not be very good. In addition, he was hungry all day in the toilet today, and he would be tired after walking for an hour.

But I didn't expect Yuan Wu to be able to walk very well, so he just walked around like that. He walked from the community for two hours without saying he wanted to go back.

"Are you tired?" Lin Chengbu couldn't help but ask. Although he hoped to walk like this for the rest of his life, his legs were a little sore. "There is..."

"Ah," Yuan Wu interrupted him impatiently, "Milk tea shop, milk tea shop, walk around, uncle invites you to drink milk tea."

"Thank you uncle." Lin Chengbu said with a smile.

When preparing to enter the milk tea shop, Yuan Wu took out the mask in his pocket and put it on.

"Are you drinking while wearing a mask?" Lin Chengbu guessed that he was still not used to so many people in close proximity, so he took him to sit at a small table outside the store and brought two cups of milk tea over.

"Yeah." Yuan Wu pushed the mask up, exposed his mouth, and took a sip with the straw in his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Lin Chengbu asked, "I don't like adding toppings, so I didn't add them to you."

"I drink all the same taste." Yuan Wu said.

"I'll ask you for yogurt next time. I think you like yogurt." Lin Chengbu said.

"Did I like to drink before?" Yuan Wu asked.

"I don't know," Lin Chengbu looked at him, "you didn't drink these before, you just... usually drink."

"Really," Yuan Wu responded, turning his head to look at the people coming and going on the road, as if he was thinking, "How's your drinking?"

"It's good," Lin Chengbu said, "Jiang Chengyu can't drink you."

"What about you?" Yuan Wu turned around.

"I don't know, I don't have a chance to drink with you." Lin Chengbu answered truthfully.

Yuan Wu looked at him, stared at his face for a long time and swept back and forth, and finally sighed: "Why are you so pitiful, sir."

"It doesn't matter," Lin Chengbu smiled, "I didn't think about that."

When Yuan Wu reached out his hand, Lin Chengbu was still wondering if he was pitiful, chasing someone so inhumanly, Yuan Wu's hand was already on his face, and he didn't respond. Did Yuan Wu come to slap him?

Although he doesn't know why Yuan Wu slaps him.

But Yuan Wu didn't slap him, but touched his face lightly, and hooked his fingers along his lips when he left.

Boom! Ding! Bang! It's smack bang bang bang bang...

Lin Chengbu's head exploded, and he didn't recover for a long time.

When he finally recovered, Yuan Wu had already closed his hands and lowered his head to drink milk tea.

He couldn't think of anything else, he just reached out and grabbed Yuan Wu's hand and dragged it in front of him.

"Why?" Yuan Wu was dragged to the table by him.

Lin Chengbu didn't say a word, didn't check if there was anyone beside him, lowered his head and bit his fingertips lightly, then stared at his fingers in a trance.

"You really don't think it's dirty." Yuan Wu sighed while lying on the table.

"I don't mind you." Lin Chengbu said.

"I still have toes," Yuan Wu said, "do you want to bite?"

"No." Lin Chengbu replied immediately, and he was happy for a long time after speaking.

"Just like you, do someone else have to sue you for harassing you?" Yuan Wu withdrew his hand.

"You didn't tell me anyway." Lin Chengbu happily drank the half cup of milk tea left in the cup at one go.

Yuan Wu looked at him and sighed.

After drinking the milk tea, Lin Chengbu felt that his legs were less sore. He didn't know whether it was because he rested for a while or because he was touched. In short, he was very energetic.

Yuan Wu still looked like he couldn't tell whether he was tired or not. He squeezed the milk tea cup and looked at the street.

"You..." Lin Chengbu wanted to ask where else he wanted to go.

Yuan Wu spoke with him at the same time: "Here..."

"What?" he asked.

"What is this place?" Yuan Wu looked across the commercial street, "Have I been here before?"

"...I've been here." Lin Chengbu said, after a while, he added, "There's a commercial center over there, and across it is... Qinghe Street."

"Qinghe Street?" Yuan Wu repeated.

Lin Chengbu nodded: "Well, yes..."

"Number 18?" Yuan Wu frowned.

"Yes!" Lin Chengbu was stunned for a moment and then answered almost half-shouting, "Yes! No. 18! That's right! Do you remember No. 18?"

Yuan Wu looked at him with a dazed look on his face, but after a while he nodded lightly: "It's a bar, right?"

"Yes!" Lin Chengbu couldn't control his excitement, he leaned on the table and leaned in front of Yuan Wu, "No. 18 Qinghe Street, it's a bar, where you've stayed for years."

Yuan Wu looked at him without speaking.

It was a long time before he said softly, "I remember this place."

"Yeah!" Lin Chengbu nodded vigorously, feeling his neck being shaken.

"Is it far from here?" Yuan Wu asked.

"Walk for 20 minutes," Lin Chengbu said, "it's not too far, you want to..."

"Let's go and have a look." Yuan Wu pulled the mask up and said.

The surprise came too suddenly. Lin Chengbu and Yuan Wu walked side by side for five minutes, and they still didn't jump out of the tornado melody in his mind.

It wasn't until Yuan Wu asked if he should go straight before he jumped: "Yes."

"Are you on drugs?" Yuan Wu glanced at him.

"The one called love." Lin Chengbu answered without thinking, because he was in a good mood and his voice was quite loud.

"I may know why I've been ignoring you before." Yuan Wu said.

"Huh?" Lin Chengbu turned to look at him.

"It's a shame, probably." Yuan Wu said.

"...Oh." Lin Chengbu was at a loss for words.

Yuan Wu didn't speak any more and walked forward slowly.

As the number 18 is getting closer and closer, Lin Chengbu starts to get a little nervous after recovering from the surprise. Let's not say that this is a scene that Yuan Wu is all too familiar with, whether it will stimulate him or not. Speaking of the staggered environment in the bar, Yuan Wu may not be able to bear it if he wears a mask whenever he sees a lot of people...

Lin Chengbu was suddenly a little worried. He glanced at his watch. The only thing he was happy about was that it was less than ten o'clock, and the most noisy and indulgent stage on the 18th.

He wanted to give Jiang Chengyu a call, but he couldn't call in front of Yuan Wu. He was afraid that Yuan Wu would have some ideas and thought it was a design.

After passing through the bustling lights, they walked to Qinghe Street, and the atmosphere changed immediately. The chaotic lights, the high or low music from behind the lights, the young men and women laughing around...

Actually, Lin Chengbu didn't like this kind of feeling, and never liked it. It's just that these are inseparable from Yuan Wu, and he gradually developed a strange sense of belonging to such occasions.

Yuan Wu was obviously a little uncomfortable. He put his hand in his pocket. Lin Chengbu felt that it was not cold now. He was wearing a thin coat, and many people were wearing single clothes. Noon can be indented into the hat, the collar.

"No. 18 is ahead," Lin Chengbu whispered in Yuan Wu's ear, "Are you going? If you don't want to go, just..."

"You didn't say" Yuan Wu looked in front of him, imitating his tone, "Ah, don't run away and face it positively, even for a moment..."

"Hey." Lin Chengbu was a little helpless, Yuan Wu's learning was quite similar, he could imagine what he looked like at that time.

"So just be positive." Yuan Wu said, the mask covered most of his face, so he couldn't see his expression clearly, and his eyes couldn't be seen clearly in the flickering light.

Lin Chengbu took out his mobile phone and wanted to give Jiang Chengyu a call first: "Then..."

"If it doesn't work," Yuan Wu turned to look at him, his eyes narrowed, "You won't keep pushing me, will you?"

"Impossible," Lin Chengbu also looked at him, "I'll force you in another way at best."

"Have I hit you before?" Yuan Wu said, "You're so annoying, should I hit you?"

"I haven't officially fought." Lin Chengbu said.

"I really want to fight once." Yuan Wu turned his head and walked quickly towards No. 18.

Lin Chengbu chased after him. When he glanced at the door of No. 18, he found that Jiang Chengyu was standing at the door, smoking a cigarette and talking to someone.

"Brother Chengyu!" Lin Chengbu shouted, this was the first time he felt so happy to see Jiang Chengyu for so long.

Jiang Chengyu was probably only shocked when he heard Lin Chengbu call him for the first time.

"Xiaobu...you..." He glared at Yuan Wu who was beside Lin Chengbu, the cigarette in his mouth fell out, "I..."

"This person," Lin Chengbu couldn't tell Jiang Chengyu in detail, he could only forcefully introduce, "this person is... Jiang Chengyu."

"Jiang Chengyu?" Yuan Wu's somewhat puzzled voice came from behind the mask.