Even though tonight is the night of fate, when I stepped into Wu's room after dinner, there was still a hint of a smile on my face.
When I went in, Wu Yu was reading a book. Sitting in front of the window, under a yellow lamp, he held a copy of "The Theory of Limits", a book from Professor Chen's house. Good, can't understand it.
I sat down opposite him, he looked at me from behind the book, those eyes still belonged to my repairman, deep and rich in color. He nodded towards the bed: "Sleep if you're tired."
Something big is happening tonight, we two naturally need to stay together and be ready for any situation.
I said: "I'm still not sleepy."
Wu Yu put down his book and said, "Then what do you want to do?"
I thought to myself, I want to do something, but can't say it out loud. I said: "Me." I took out my phone. So the two of us just sat there facing each other, looking at our own things. After a while, I secretly glanced up at him, and he had lit a cigarette, smoking and reading at the same time. When he reads these professional books, his expression is very calm and focused. His eyes are also clean, as if nothing exists. My heart skipped a beat, and I said: "Have you ever thought about going back to school and doing this major?"
Wu Yu didn't raise his head, and a faint wisp of smoke escaped from his nostrils as he said, "I'm not in the mood to do this now."
"Oh."
He said: "Actually I thought before, staying in school and continuing to do research, having time to take on projects to make money, it's also pretty good."
In my mind, I see him wearing clean clothes, with a cleanly shaven beard, standing on the podium. It's a bit refreshing, but also a bit unfamiliar. And then thinking about the clean shirt underneath, perhaps still is the white vest outlining his muscular and robust physique.
It's quite touching...
"What are you thinking?" He looked at me with a deep and mysterious gaze, "Your face is a bit red."
I hastily said: "Ah, nothing. I've actually thought about it too, when I retire from writing in the future, I'll go find some third-rate university to be a online literature writing instructor or something."
Wu Yu smiled and said: "Why be so modest? You're so famous, how could you possibly attend a third-rate university?"
How can I explain to Wu Yu that he doesn't understand our circle at all, what kind of fame is this? As a small deity like me, my divine status is unstable, one moment I'm dead and the next I rise again.
But to be honest, the two scenarios, if put together, don't feel too bad. He's a scholar from a prestigious university who can also lead projects and earn money to support his family, while I'm a charming lecturer at a third-rate university, writing in my spare time...
My heart rises with a sweet and slightly swelling feeling, I lift up my head and find that Ou Yu is also looking at me.
We just stared at each other in silence for a while. The light reflected into his eyes, and all he saw was me. I knew what he was thinking at that moment, the same as what I had thought earlier.
But how can we get to that day?
Wu Yuhe leaned back in his chair, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I'll take a nap for a while." He closed his eyes and leaned back into the back of the chair, it was unclear whether he was really sleepy or avoiding something.
I said: "Why don't you go lie down on the bed for a bit?"
"He said: 'No need, you're tired, go sleep for a while, I won't fall asleep.'"
I said: "I won't sleep either."
His profile was calm, but the corners of his mouth suddenly had a hint of a smile. I simply lay on the table, looking at him, looking at his short black hair, prominent Adam's apple, long legs, and hands resting on the chair.
What's wrong?
I feel like I can no longer imagine life without him.
This man, as time passed by, came into my life. Attracted me, accompanied me, conquered me.
I'm really afraid that one day I'll become a vague shadow in his memory too.
……
I was gently woken up by Ou Yu. In the darkness, when did he turn off all the lights? Only moonlight came in from outside the window, bright and clear. I saw Ou Yu's blurry outline, standing in front of me, with sharp eyes. I sat up dazedly, suddenly a thrill, looking towards the door. There was no flame, nor any smell. I let out a sigh of relief.
Wu Ou leaned in close to my ear and whispered in a very low voice: "Did you hear that?"
I was startled, holding my breath to listen carefully, and sure enough, I heard a faint rustling sound of footsteps coming from downstairs, as well as the creaking sound of the door being slowly pushed open.
Someone, more than one person, entered the villa at two o'clock in the middle of the night.