Passive Voice - Chapter 18
Throughout the New Year, Lu Yao was basically following Chu Zhi Han around. His mom always nagged him when she saw him on the bed holding a PSP like a rag, saying that he should go to more activities at such a young age, and that he could not waste his life like that.
So the rare vacation was just a lot of wandering around eating and drinking.
Lu Yao realized that Chu Zhi Han is also a hedonist. The question of which duck blood vermicelli soup is good and which pearl milk tea has a stronger flavor is well versed. Always able to find the kind of delicious hidden in the unknown corners.
Although ordinary is a little ordinary, but it is really very good value for money.
This day Lu Yao was struggling with the third plate of fried snails of the day in the night stall when he suddenly saw the woman at the next table.
It was …… the first love in high school ah.
With a small child, next to her husband. The family was happily eating their meal.
When the woman turned her head and saw Lu Yao, she smiled and gently nodded at him.
Between people who have loved each other before, there is actually no need for too many words.
Happiness itself was able to be seen at a glance.
Lu Yao was genuinely happy for her.
Chu Zhi Han also saw the woman and raised her hand in greeting, then looked at Lu Yao who had buried her head in food beside her.
“Chu Zhi Han, let’s go.” Lu Yao was bored for a while and suddenly stood up.
“Uh-huh.”
Lu Yao filled himself with beer one can at a time. The one in Chu Zhi Han’s hand was Coke. Lu Yao didn’t want to drag another two-bottle-pouring man home.
“Actually, I’m not sad. It’s just that I feel a bit blocked. Do you think if we hadn’t broken up in the first place, would I have been the father of her child by now?” Lu Yao licked the beer foam from his lips.
“You’re silly,” Chu Zhi Han pushed his head, “If there were so many hypothetical if ifs, the world would have ended long ago. A lot of things are more interesting just because you can’t assume do-overs.”
“Interesting ……?”
“If you got married and had kids, would we still be able to sit around drinking and talking like this?”
Lu Yao froze.
Hadn’t thought about this kind of question before. Always thought that Chu Zhi Han would be by his side for the rest of his life.
Indeed, if he got married and had a child. It was indeed too shameless to still let Chu Zhi Han be so up and down on himself.
Wife child. Chu Zhi Han. It seems like one can really only choose one side.
“Again that kind of face,” the head ate Chu Zhi Han’s ruthless a hairy chestnut, “you will not be so stupid as to think that we are not friends after you get married, right? Who is it that says we have to be brothers all the time?”
“That ……” Lu Yao covered his head in pain.
“There’s always the family to look after.” Chu Zhi Han rubbed his hair again, a few cold touches of fingertips falling between his hair. It made Lu Yao involuntarily shudder.
Chu Zhi Han’s attitude towards him had indeed changed a lot recently. The tone of voice was no longer as formal as before. Treat him like a child and touch his head without moving. But she also never mentioned anything about liking him again.
In fact, Lu Yao also thought, if Chu Zhi Han’s confession to the present, perhaps, he really will not flatly reject.
At least he wouldn’t completely ignore his feelings and say he hates it.
But some things, there may not be any way to start over.
Like a snail that quietly pokes its head out, if you touch it, you don’t know when it will stretch out again.
After pouring wine on his sorrows, Lu Yao was a bit heavy-headed and was too lazy to go all the way home. He followed Chu Zhi Han back.
Recently, she had often stayed at his place, so she didn’t feel worried or anything else.
After taking a shower, Lu Yao was bored watching TV in the living room. Listening to the sound of Chu Zhihan’s clattering water in the bathroom, it was like going back in time to the days when the two of them lived together.
After tuning the TV, there is really nothing to watch. I squatted under the TV cabinet to turn over Chu Zhihan’s private collection.
Men, there are always some desserts and snacks at home.
I didn’t expect to find anything other than Gunflower and Metallica, but there are only a few self-burning disks, and the words written on them are probably trivial introductions such as brother’s wedding and mom and dad’s birthdays.
There was only one disk with nothing more than a shallow SP written on it.
A special treat?
Although he knew that it wasn’t good to watch someone’s collection without the owner’s consent, Lu Yao still put the disk into the player with a grin on his face.
But a familiar face appeared on the screen.
Lu Yao couldn’t be more familiar. It was his own face when he was 18 years old.
“Chu Zhi Han, are you filming? Shit I haven’t played this yet. Lend me a hand.” The clean and crisp teenager came in front of the camera and looked closely.
Looking at this scene it seems like when he was in high school, the club organized a trip to a nearby city to do a biological survey of some sort. Actually, it was chosen because it was coastal. Everyone was a kid who hadn’t seen much of the ocean. Curious and new. Can’t wait to rush into the arms of the sea mother to swim it a few days and nights.
Speaking of which, Chu Zhi Han was the student who purchased the DV earlier, so he served as the cameraman at that time. Just never saw what he shot out. It turned out that he turned it into a CD-ROM and kept it.
Just how to look at it all feel a little strange.
Team camera words, how all should have everyone’s activities it.
Why did Chu Zhi Han shoot, only he Lu Yao?
The 18-year-old teenager smiled freely and clearly, unlike now being suppressed by society to the backbone are a little not straight. He took off his pants and rushed to the sea. Playing with his companions in the sea, he looks like an energetic little dolphin.
His camera has completely and truly preserved Lu Yao’s 18 years of age.
Every smile, every side face, every action.
All of them are as vivid as if they were right in front of me.
Camera everything, turn to seem to be shot from the side.
The teenager in the camera smiled so much that his eyes disappeared, and when he came up from the water and was blown by the sea breeze, he looked a little tanned, and the water droplets on his skin were glowing with the color of the crystal sunshine. The teenager turned his head sideways, saw that someone was filming him and revealed two small tiger teeth, “If only I could live by the sea.”
The first time I saw the sea I thought, I want to build a house for him, by the sea.
