The night is blue.

At the moment, the time displayed on the mobile phone is midnight 1 1: 23, and Li just put the baby to sleep. She took a glass of water and sat in the living room. After only two sips, she began to lose her mind.

The green light in the upper right corner of the mobile phone flashes, indicating that she has missed text messages or incoming calls. But she stared at a pot of azaleas on the balcony flower stand and couldn't take it back for a long time. That's the flower that his lover Su Yuan bought last Spring Festival. She looked up Huayu, and Baidu said it was "loyalty".

She turned on the speaker and turned down the volume. The room is slowly filled with the lazy notes of Saab Nova. She remembered what ZuYu said to her during the day, "Posano, new jazz. Suitable for afternoon tea or late night listening. "

Recently, Li began to exercise. Every day at four o'clock in the afternoon, a group of 5 km Tolek runs will be held around the community for 40 minutes, consuming 363 kilocalories. At first, she set herself a running plan of 2 1 day, and persisted for 20 days.

2 1 On that day, she met Zuyu.

This community, at four o'clock this afternoon, makes Li feel very strange. It has a strange cold, just like the scenery on the stage. And Zu Yu is the protagonist who suddenly appeared in the light in a stage play, stretching his arms, screaming at the top of his lungs, and saying literary and sad lines.

He asked Li to borrow her phone. After the call, he smiled and thanked her. Then he said to Li like an old friend he had known for a long time, "It's not suitable for listening when running."

Li took the phone and plugged in the earphone again. "So, when is the right time to listen?"

The man's thin lips are slightly raised, revealing the standard smile of eight teeth. Li's heart is in that standard smile, like a clenched fist, slowly loosened. And this dead afternoon, also suddenly glow with vitality.

During the period when the relationship was just established, Li once walked in the park with Su Yuan on a weekend. Su Yuan took the earphone that Li handed me, and it played Rain in the Afternoon.

In the slender and sad song, Li tried to slowly filter out the embarrassment of meeting with nothing to say. After listening to a piece of music, Su Yuan handed back the earphone. Li took it quietly, but the embarrassment was like rumination, and it came back and stuck in her throat, making her afraid to speak easily.

"I don't usually listen to songs, and my work is too busy."

Yes, Su Yuan is too busy at work, and so is she now. At midnight 1 1: 23, he hasn't come home yet.

She bowed her head and lit up her mobile phone, and saw two calls from Su Yuan and an unread WeChat.

"Why don't you answer the phone? The child fell asleep. It will take me some time to go home. If you are sleepy, go to bed first, don't wait for me. "

Li watched the azaleas bloom more and more brightly in the night. The dim light falls on the silent flowers, on the lines of pure white ceramic flowerpots and on the inexplicable fluttering melody of Saab Nova.

At the moment, Zuyu's face has been echoing in the depths of Li's mind. A face of a man in his thirties, thick eyebrows and romantic eyes. This face became a driftwood on the sea in the dark, giving Li a chance. Although, she is also very confused. When and why did she fall into the water?

Li Weilan turned off the speaker and went back to the bedroom. The baby fell asleep in the crib. She carefully tucked the baby in the corner and kissed him gently on the forehead. Lying in bed, after a long time, she heard the wind outside the window getting stronger and stronger, blowing hard, as if to take the rest of the night away in a hurry and prepare for a new day.

02.

Li sometimes feels confused. Confused topics are nothing more than marriage, family, love, children, work and economy ... A writer she likes very much said that if people's confusion is limited to the secular level, they can't escape from these topics. These elements constitute the world's safe place and indestructible prison.

How long has it been since I was confused and tossed about by a poem with a strange image?

Li gently moved into the chair to prevent the oblique sunlight from penetrating the brown glass of the coffee shop at 4: 30 in the afternoon and falling on her dry and peeling face. In the slow-moving music, the opposite Zuyu tells his recent books, movies and the trip that ended not long ago with just the right volume.

"You just said that you like reading Mu Xin's poems." Zuyu put down her coffee cup, propped her elbows on the armrest of the chair and crossed her hands, as if she wanted to listen to Li.

"Yes, I read his poems when I was in college."

"Which song do you like best?"

"Too many."

"Like what?"

Lee's back is completely relaxed. He leans back and his eyes are tilted up. He saw the reddish-brown linen curtains, which were plated with gold in the sunset. My eyes suddenly went into a trance.

"For example, Wudao Evening News."

Zuyu smiled, stared at Li's eyes, and began to recite rhythmically with the looming music floating in the corner.

Just in the community, Li sprained her foot after running for 5 kilometers. She conveniently sat on a bench, and before she complained, she saw Zuyu coming towards her with a smile.

Neat short hair, wearing a brown horn button coat, black cloth pants with a pair of white magic button shoes. He stood in front of Li, blocking most of the light. In the shadow of the other half, she seems to have traveled for a long time and returned to college. Perhaps it was this trance that made her accept the invitation of the other party, sit in the afternoon coffee shop and listen to him recite his favorite poem in college fluently and emotionally.

"What kind of experience is it to read his poems?"

Li looked up and came back from a trance. In the face of Zuyu's question, he smiled and answered him in a mostly teasing tone.

"While reading, while remembering, while imagining, while ... Baidu."

"You are really a poet." The other person's words may also contain most of the ridicule.

"What do you do?"

I saw you driving out when I entered the community this morning. Zuyu took the coffee and took a sip of it. "You drive a Porsche Cayenne. I think ... "

"the writer. Write a novel. " Before Zuyu finished, Li interrupted him.

"the writer? I didn't expect writers to be such a profitable profession! "

Li looked back at the reddish-brown linen curtain, and there was only a small tail left in the golden layer plated by the sunset.

"Yeah ... I didn't expect that either."

That evening, Li and Su Yuan quarreled again because Su Yuan was smoking in the living room. At that time, she was in the bedroom, patting the baby to put him to sleep, while falling into a long and cold dreamlike memory. The pungent smell of tobacco penetrated into her heart, stirring her vague melancholy into obvious irritability.

She rushed out, although the voice of accusation dropped, but every word was like a chisel, which broke Su Yuan's forbearance and concession. Before he slammed the door out, he left a sentence, "Why are you so upset now? Just like you didn't smoke before. "

The child was awakened. Lee held him in his arms and patiently put him to sleep. Looking at the baby's long eyelashes still soaked with tears, she felt a little sad and remembered Zuyu's face sitting opposite her reading poems during the day.

"1February 19 night/I'm so tired/I forgot all about being tired/I came back with charity all the way/I was worried/I smiled at the lamp/I was puzzled by the decline of my body/my chest was full of youthful vitality/you are a god in urgent need of a name/your arm has been around my neck/I saw a new one.

"I am willing to exchange the pain of seven boats for half a teaspoon of happiness ..." Li muttered repeatedly, and his eyes gradually filled with tears. Outside, it is endless night. ...

03.

It's almost 7 o'clock and it's still raining outside. Li sat in the car and stared at the cold rain outside the window.

Su Yuan transferred to a music station, where there was a song she had never heard before. Although the female voice is soft, like painting constantly, which is not her favorite style, it is better than listening to cross talk. Yes, it is very rare. Su Yuan didn't broadcast to the cross talk station today.

Li is going to attend a small charity dinner tonight. The owner is an old friend Su Yuan has known for many years and recently opened a gallery.

"If I don't have time to pick you up, you can take a taxi back."

The host of the dinner is his friend, but he wants me to help him socialize. Li thought like this, and his heart was a little agitated. He snapped at his small handbag.

"You don't have time, why do you have to promise?"

"You don't have time!" Dean Sue smiled at Li Xiao, with a flattering smile. "Besides, you know that couple so well."

Then she would rather stay at home. Even if she just sleeps with her baby, she can still find time to watch a favorite movie or read a collection of short stories. When Li stepped into the courtyard of the luxury villa, bypassed the fountain and walked to the front of the main hall, this "preference" became more intense.

Boring dinner music drifted into her ears through the open door. In this boring music, all kinds of men and women pose the same boring bureaucratic expressions and greet each other. Li suddenly fell into a trance when he thought of himself not long ago and wandered in this false elegance.

After greeting the host of the dinner party and having a few drinks with some acquaintances, she stepped aside, pushed open a glass door and went outdoors, where there were several open-air seats.

I was a little surprised to see Zuyu at first. But think about it. According to him, he is a young painter who has just shown some talents. His presence here is more natural than her. Looking at him in an overly formal suit, standing in the crowd, his calm face is more like a fake.

On this occasion, there are often only two kinds of people dressed up, one is a woman, and the other is just entering this flashy circle.

Li remembered that two women and a man across two seats on the left were mentioning Zuyu's name, so he sat down again, holding an empty goblet in his hand. The air that has just rained, with a biting coolness, wandered around and overflowed Li's bare ankles.

"That is the man in a black velvet suit and a bow tie."

Li, like one of them who participated in the topic, followed the guidance of the female voice and focused on Zuyu who was turning around and looking over here.

"Mrs. Qiu rented a villa in Yiyuan as his studio. Hey, it looks like a pretty boy. "

"Mr. Qiu doesn't know?" Another woman asked, raising her face slightly and spitting out a frivolous smoke ring.

"Of course I don't know, otherwise how could he be listed on the guest list? After all, they haven't officially gone through the divorce formalities! "

"Look younger than Mrs Lu more than ten years old. This is a good time. What picture! "

"Figure what?"

The woman who spoke seemed to hear a very low-level joke and laughed strangely at the top of her voice.

"What do you think of his paintings? Do you really have that kind of self-righteous talent? The most worthless thing is fucking talent! "

A cold wind with moisture blew, and Li suddenly felt a little cold. She watched Zuyu walk through the crowd and was about to come to the glass door. She seemed to see a little smile on his face, but it was no longer like the afternoon when I first saw him.

Li got up neatly, put his coat on his shoulder and called a car with taxi software. Then, following the shimmer reflected by the swimming pool, we quickly reached the door of the villa. She may not feel that this is more like a hasty escape.

04.

"yee orchid yard. Thank you. "

Li is sitting in a taxi. Coincidentally, the music radio was still playing the song I heard in Su Yuan's car when I came.

"This corner, only me. I am the only one left, trapped, trapped, only in the silent night. "

She habitually tilted her head to one side and looked out of the window. Urban architecture has cut the night sky into many pieces, and there is no moonlight shining on the horizon where the clouds have not dispersed.

I remember that afternoon, before it suddenly rained in the future, she saw the colorful painting named Moonlight in Zuyu's studio, remembered his hand sticking out from behind, and remembered the sweet words he said in her ear.

"There is a demon in your smile, which seems to put me down at any time."

Li covered his chest and felt a twinge of nausea.

That evening, Su Yuan came home very late. After he entered the door, he saw Li sitting on the sofa with his arms in a daze, walked slowly over and handed her a black velvet box.

Tiffany diamond ring, classic six claws. In the dim warm light of the living room, the luxurious stars are still shining brightly.

"Next Tuesday is our second wedding anniversary. This is a gift, do you like it? "

Agathon, a young and elegant Greek tragic poet, once said, "Love and harmony are the laws and justice of a country that loves God." Li looked at the sleeping baby and shook his head slightly. In her little sigh, Su Yuan turned over and snored again.

She deleted Zuyu from her WeChat contacts, blacklisted her phone number, and then decided to start running in the gym tomorrow. She thought that no matter how much she didn't like it, she would get used to it.

Li turned off the bedside lamp and gently closed his eyes in Su Yuan's snoring.

The long night is like still water. The man with a standard smile, sitting opposite her, reading a poem and hugging himself from behind, is like a slight wave on the water, which will dissipate after a dozen spins.