My Ears Say They Want to Know You

The four days that Syzygium has been in the mountain city can only be accurately summarized in the words "excessive licentiousness, no shame or embarrassment".

Cheng Su was with her every day, the two of them stuck together all the time, tearing off the deliberately reserved vacuum camouflage, and she enjoyed all the interactions between the lovers. She became Cheng Su's pendant, the kind that was sewn on him, with strong stitches, every minute, every second, she didn't want to have more than half a meter of gap with him.

On the afternoon of the 8th, the annual holiday of Syzygium came to an end. She had to say goodbye to this Roman holiday and set off on her way home.

Cheng Su had planned to drive her back by car. Considering that it would take four hours to drive on the highway, which would be long and hard, Syzygium still bought a high-speed rail ticket, and she didn't even let him see him off, telling him to stay home and rest.

The helpless man insisted on sending her to the station, but Rose Tao could only agree.

The reason why Cheng Su was reluctant to send it off was because Syzygium hated the parting scene. She could completely foresee that she would cry involuntarily, her decentness and her coolness disappeared, and she completely became an immature child.

The result was not what she expected, and when she waited for the security check, she cried into tears.

Cheng Su was amused by her red eyes and nose, and couldn't help but feel distressed. He held her small face and wiped her tears with his thumb: "Why are you crying?"

"I can't bear it..." Dao Ming said in his heart, "I don't want to be separated from you."

Yes, she started to miss her before she parted with him. She missed her heart broken and broke into fragile beads, and a brain popped out of her eyes.

The more she cried, the more she couldn't stop, sobbing, breathless.

Cheng Su watched her for a while, and his heart was hurt and tight by the tight loops. He pressed her into his arms, as if this could relieve a little.

When I said goodbye for the first time, it was clearly not like this.

In just a few days, they all became infatuated and heartbroken patients, squeezed and filled by this sweet violence.

Love can easily transform and reverse a person, cracking the plaster, and they have to reshape themselves that they think are safe and stereotyped.

After getting in the car, Syzygium finally stopped her tears, she sobbed lightly, and lowered her head to send a message to Cheng Su: I got in the car.

Cheng Su replied quickly: Okay, I'm optimistic about my things.

Rose Tao tucked her bag between her arms: Have you gone back?

Cheng Su said: Prepare.

He warned again: if you want to see me, tell me, don't cry secretly and do what you can.

Syzygium rubbed his dry left eye and bluntly replied: I want to see you now.

Cheng Su: I will drive to Rongcheng later.

Fearing that he didn't agree with what he said would be true, Rose Tao said hurriedly: No! I'm just kidding! I just miss you so much! You must never come! You want to work, I also want to work! Not duplicity!

She used a few exclamation marks to accentuate her tone, confirming that these words were not lies.

Cheng Su: Good.

One cannot experience another kind of life, especially an overly vivid life, otherwise it will feel that everything that has remained unchanged in the past is too bleak.

Walking out of the platform dragging the suitcase alone, Yu Tao's heart was gloomy, like a room with no lights on.

She lost most of her energy and bowed her head to report safety to Cheng Su: I have arrived in Rongcheng.

The speed of Cheng Su's reply made her mood better: how is the weather.

Rose Tao: Not bad, but my heart is cloudy.

Cheng Su: What a coincidence, I am also cloudy.

The corner of the rose-tao's eyes curled down: Nonsense, when I got in the car, it was clear and sunny.

Cheng Su: Maybe because the sun is gone.

Rose Tao laughed, she was coaxed, and in just a few words, she was surrounded by sunlight.

She lifted her phone, and she avoided the pedestrians: I miss you so much.

She also didn't quite understand why she kept repeating this sentence without nutrition and technical content, but this was the most intuitive expression.

Cheng Su: Me too.

Rose Tao is sad and sweet: Have you gone home?

Cheng Su: In the shop.

Rose Tao: Why didn't you go home?

Cheng Su: I'm afraid I miss you more.

Syzygium completely healed and drove a car: I left something for you.

Cheng Su: What?

Rose Tao: Under your pillow, you will look at it when you go back.

Because of these words, Cheng Su, who had planned to stay in the store until the evening, returned home early.

After entering the door, he went straight to the master bedroom and opened the pillow. Sure enough, there was an envelope underneath, with a pale yellow paper shell, carefully stamped with fire lacquer.

He sat on the edge of the bed and carefully disassembled it.

Inside is a photo, the only time they took a group photo in the past few days, she squinted, and he slightly curled his lips. She didn't know when she printed it.

Turning to the back, there is a vivid picture drawn by a woman in just a few strokes, which is very similar to the frontal photo, but the image is more lovely.

The following reads: "Chengsu Pagoda is locked!!!" Love, love.

Cheng Su laughed, and looked at the front and back again. He couldn't put it down a bit. Finally, he took a picture and sent it to Zi Tao, deliberately saying: That's it?

Rose Tao is still in the taxi: this is it? ? ? ?

Cheng Su: When was it printed?

Rose Tao: When I was visiting the supermarket that day, I said I was going to the bathroom and asked you to wait for me in the store. Actually, I saw a graphic store next to me and I had this idea temporarily.

Cheng Su: You have so many spooky ideas.

Syzygium: No, it's obviously the space at your bedside, and you need a picture frame to fill it up.

Cheng Su: I'll find a photo frame.

Syzygium: Good.

Cheng Su: How good is it?

Syzygium grinned, and shamelessly demanded: Just put the kind that will not oxidize and fade for a lifetime.

Cheng Su: I'm looking for it seriously.

Syzygium is pleased to ask: Do you like the little gift I left?

Cheng Su inserted the photo back into the envelope, as if properly storing a small piece of bright light under the sun. He couldn't answer her question accurately, saying that likes seemed too narrow and shallow, and he liked everything about her.

But he is not a person who is easy to be contented, this shortcoming can be hidden, but it is reflected by the nostalgia of the past few days. When he looks around the empty room, there will only be a gap that is difficult to adapt.

Cheng Su gave up perfect dealings, and even embarrassed her without even realizing it: Why don't I keep myself? I would like it better.

Syzygium perceives the pressure: I think.

She said: But I want to go to work, your bookstore is in the mountain city, and you have a long-distance relationship.

She typed super fast. For some reason, she tasted harshness from Cheng Su's reply for no reason. This harshness opened her upside down grievance.

The grievance is followed by sullenness, and she can't help but let go: If you can't accept it, tell me in time, after all, we don't have a long time.

She didn't know what was going on, she was as sensitive as a fragile shell membrane, which was crumbling inside, and could release the flood at any time.

I clicked send, and the taxi arrived downstairs.

Syzygium pressed his black phone and opened the door to carry his luggage.

She obviously wanted to die for what he wanted, crying like a heart salvaged from the salty sea, but he began to demand her.

Back to the apartment, the moment the door was opened, the rose apple was fainted by the strange smell, as if accidentally ran into the swill bucket.

The rancid taste was pervasive. The rose apples put down their suitcases, did not change their shoes, and ran straight to the kitchen to find the source of the trouble. As expected, the trash can and the surrounding area were full of takeaway boxes, and some even overflowed outside.

She could imagine how zombies polluted and corroded public areas in the past few days.

She thought that coming back from Cheng Su was a step back to reality from a dream, but she did not expect to step into a nightmare.

There was a swell of anger, but Rose Tao broke out completely. She rushed to the door of her roommate aggressively, knocked on the door violently, and banged.

This time, the insider opened the door quickly.

However, it was not his roommate who showed up, but a strange man.

He was too big and chubby, only wearing a white vest, and his bluffing tattoos spread from his shoulders to the back of his hands.

The syzygium, who was panting a little earlier, stopped short of his breath, and the anticipated conquest was stifled in advance.

The man had no outline and was moved by the fleshy jaw: "What do you want to knock on the door like this."

The rose apple's **** rose and fell: "Where is the girl who lives in this room."

The man said: "Sleeping in bed, something to do with her?"

Rose Tao asked: "Are you her boyfriend?"

"Um."

"You lost all the takeaway from the kitchen?"

"Yeah." He has a clear look on his face.

Rose Tao had a cold face, her lips stretched: "Can you clean it up?"

"Do you want to control, your landlord?" The man suddenly raised his hand to threaten.

Syzygium shrunk her neck, her eyes flushed with fright.

The fat man laughed and turned his head to ask inside the house: "Is that her? Who is the one who troubles you all day?"

"Just her." Once the woman had a shield, her voice was louder than usual.

Syzygium squabble in his throat, bit his teeth: "This house is for you to live in? Otherwise, you can rent it all, whatever you want."

"Have you criticized, dare you to criticize me?" The man looked fierce: "If you can't stand it, move away, if you don't have the ability, you will suffer."

"..."

Taking into account individual differences and personal safety, Rose Tao did not want to have more head-on conflicts, and turned back to the room with anger.

"Ms. Gua," the man still spitting behind his back: "Take some luggage, Dongguan Guipei is back."

The roommate laughed.

The rose apple stems from his throat, amidst the stench and insult, walks back to his room and bangs the door behind him.

When the surrounding calmed down, she realized that the phone was shaking in her trouser pocket.

The rose apple was pulled out and caught a glimpse of Cheng Su's name, as if being swept by the strong summer wind, tears rolled all of a sudden.

She connected and didn't speak.

Cheng Su didn't speak either.

Perhaps he heard her depressed sobbing, and he asked, "Cry again? Crying bun."

With a very gentle name, the rose apple could no longer contain it, and he twitched his nasal cavity forcefully.

Cheng Supai was in her lovely, childish cry, begging for peace: "I was not good just now. I was impatient. I shouldn't say that kind of thing."

Rose Tao rubbed her wet nose, and now only wanted someone to rely on: "Oh, I'm being bullied."

Cheng Su's voice was a little serious: "Who?"

"My roommate and her boyfriend, they made a mess in the house and scolded me a lot of nasty things," the negative emotions rushed to the top and the rose apple brain was bloodshot. She held her hands on her face. She was rarely so frustrated. The aura that Cheng Su brought was extinguished by the evil spirit. She clearly realized that she had not become a carefree eldest lady, or an ordinary social animal who could hardly follow her heart: "I don't want to stay in this ghost place anymore, do you think Do I think? But the rent is paid, and I can go somewhere for the time being. You want me to stay, but I also want to have a boyfriend to support me, and I miss you too."

Cheng Su asked: "Where do you live?"

The rose apple made no sound.

Cheng Su breathed a little bit quickly: "Send me the address," he demanded: "Immediately."

"Don't you come, just let me talk and vent," said Syzygium, "I will only feel more stressed when you come, and I feel very useless."

"I'm not going, just want an address," Cheng Su's voice softened, "Send me on WeChat?"

Syzygium cut back to WeChat, sent her own location, and told him the specific building number.

In less than half an hour, she heard the doorbell ring outside.

So fast, it would definitely not be him, Yu Tao guessed, and wanted to go out to open the door, but found that there was a noise outside, and the next door had already taken a step forward.

She put her hand on the door panel and listened carefully.

The fat man went to open the door.

A man talked to him: "Is there a girl named Syzygium living here?"

Rose Tao opened the door immediately.

In the hallway stood a man with a flat head, about the same age as Cheng Su.

He glanced over the fat man, and just glanced at her. He walked over to her and reconfirmed his identity: "Is the rose apple right?"

Rose Tao nodded.

He introduced himself, concisely explained his intentions: "My name is Wu Jing, and I am a friend of Cheng Su. You clean up and move immediately."

His name is a bit familiar, but this doesn't slow Syzygium's surprise: "Now?"

Wu Jing nodded, and a little smile flashed on his face: "Yes, Cheng Su has already drove over. He said that if I haven't settled you well before that, I will be accused of crimes."

The author has something to say: Are these two people really in a long distance relationship, speechless