A stack of boarding passes that have not been checked and stamped.

On a cool autumn night in the north, Lin Jian was wrapped in Shen Ke's long windbreaker, the collar of which was pulled up to slightly cover his jaw, and his whole body was gathered in Shen Ke's arms, and was taken away in front of everyone.

The wind picked up outside at some point.

When he breathed, his nose was filled with the remote and deep cedar scent, which was the aquatic woody fragrance that Shen Ke used to use, Lin Jian was now immersed in the scent that belonged to Shen Ke, and this cool and detached scent seemed to be lingering and entangled with the mellow wine, burning him into a trance of ecstasy, and his mind became more confused.

Shen Ke led him to the car, opened the passenger door, helped him into the car, and then turned to the driver's side.

Lin Jian is still silent, quietly leaning against the car window with the corner of his forehead, his long eyelashes hanging down, casting a small shadow under his eyes, he slightly pursed the corner of his lips, a well-behaved and supple look.

It makes it hard to get angry.

Closing the door, Shen Ke started the car, his eyes lingered on Lin Jian's side face for a moment, and he called out to him in a low voice: "Lin Jian."

Lin Jian didn't move, as if he heard the voice after a few seconds, he gently raised a pair of hazel drunken eyes and looked over.

His eyes, originally clear, were tinted with drunkenness, and the ends of his eyes were tinged with a thin dusting of alcohol, like the wet red of crushed rouge, and in the middle of the day, his eyelids blinked, and a muffled, "Hm?" escaped from his throat.

"Seatbelt." Shen Ke signaled him once with his eyes, "Buckle up, we're leaving."

Lin Jian did not move at all, as if he had been suddenly stunned. Time passed by, and all his thoughts were focused on the two words that Shen Ke had just said.

Us, me and you.

I don't know whether it was a moment of blessed sobriety or a deeper drunkenness, Lin Jian suddenly tilted his head a little, turned his body so that his whole back of the head leaned against the window of the car, in such a position, so that his whole face was completely facing the direction of Shen Ke, and then his voice was very soft but very surely called out: "Shen Ke. "

Shen Ke's hand paused in mid-air as he helped him pull on the seatbelt.

Lin Jian's bright eyes looked like they were filled with a clear spring, and when he couldn't hear his response, he slightly raised his volume and shouted again, "Shen Ke."

His voice drifted slightly, and his voice was a little low, as if he was suppressing hidden inexplicably huge, heavy emotions.

Shen Ke's fingertips trembled in the air for a moment before he leaned over slightly, pulling the seatbelt from Lin Jian's side and buckling the man in.

Still no response, Lin Jian closed his eyes for a moment and opened them again in a gust of weightlessness and dizziness, and his voice suddenly became more than a few points of imperceptible aggression and elegance: "...... little uncle."

Only the two of them knew in their hearts how deadly those three words could be.

"......" Shen Ke noiselessly sighed, finally compromised, unable to resist like "hmmm", "sit still, little uncle ...... take you home."

Like a person who has been thirsty for a long time, finally got a cool spring after a lot of hard work, Lin Jian consciousness is in a trance, thinking is not uncontrollable, but still do not dare to drink, so I can only be careful to take this handful of fresh and cold in the palm of the hand, whenever the throat burns to the point that it is about to endure, only to sip a little bit in fear.

Uncle Junior--

These three words, like a destiny, are entangled and rooted in his life, and he can't ask for them, but he can't escape from them either.

And this person is the brimming pool of love in his heart.

On the way back, Shen Ke concentrated on driving, but miraculously, Lin Jian, since he answered the phrase "little uncle", the whole person has been completely quiet, no noise and no longer make a sound, as if leaning against the car window glass to rest his eyes, without the slightest hint of drunkenness and disorder.

The car drove into the city, Shen Ke in waiting for the red street light gap looked at the person next to him, found Lin Jian brow unconsciously frowned, forehead also dipped out a layer of thin thin sweat, originally pale lips now more appear to have no blood color. His eyelashes were tightly closed, but he looked like he was sleeping very uneasily, as if he was struggling in great pain and could not be relieved.

Shen Ke's forehead jumped, knowing that this was a sign that he was extremely uncomfortable when he was drunk, so he waited for the red light to pass, parked the car in a space on the side of the road, reached into the back of the car refrigerator to take out a bottle of pure water that wasn't too cold, and called out softly to him, "Lin Jian?"

Lin Jian frowned tightly, obviously heard Shen Ke's voice, but the eyelids seem to be pressed by a thousand pounds of weight, and could not be opened with all his strength, and after struggling for a few moments, he could only mutter something remorsefully and carelessly.

Shen Ke had no choice but to unbuckle his own side of the seatbelt, one hand reached behind Lin Jian's head and slightly lifted the back of his neck, while the other hand passed pure water to his mouth: "Behave yourself, drink some water to clear your head, we'll be there soon."

Lin Jian was so drunk that he had no consciousness, but when he vaguely heard the warm and deep voice beside him, he opened his mouth very cooperatively, and drank two small mouthfuls of water from Shen Ke's hand.

The cool, sweet, pure water went down his throat, slightly calming the flames that were burning in his lungs, and after two seconds, Lin Jian opened his eyes very slowly.

Suddenly meeting a pair of deep and slow eyes, Lin Jian only felt his head buzzing, instantly falling back into that countless dreams.

Action precedes consciousness and is completely obedient to instinct.

In the next second, under Shen Ke's astonished gaze, Lin Jian turned his head slightly sideways and sank the side of his face completely into his palm.

"Little uncle." In the misty dream, he still called him this way, but in his eyes, there is no coldness and detachment when he is awake, but all is a soft and gentle. Immediately after, Lin Jian lowered his eyes, intimately rubbed the side of his face gently against Shen Ke's palm, and said in a low voice, "...... I miss you so much."

The drunken man's cheeks rolled, and Shen Ke's fingertips holding the side of his face moved abruptly, once again in greater shock.

"I know you're busy, so ...... this time it's just five minutes ......" Lin Jian closed his eyes slightly and murmured in a low voice like a self-talker, "Stay with me for only Five minutes, okay ......"

Cold and arrogant youth has a hard bone, lonely and clanking, but only dare to unload all the cold and hard resistance and defense in the dream, let himself submit to a dream.

Shen Ke's eyes were heavy, and he remained in this position for a long time without moving, until the person on whom his palm rested fell asleep again, and then he drew back his palm very, very gently.

He sat still for a long time, gazing in silence through the front glass at the cold moon in the thick black sky, a sour softness filling his heart.

What have I done - Shen Ke thought.

Starting the car again, Shen Ke drove slowly, wanting to allow those around him to sleep a little longer.

What had been a ten-minute trip took him more than half an hour before he pulled up to the front door of the park's apartments.

At this point, Lin Jian was still completely drunk.

Shen Ke piggybacked one of his arms on his shoulder and half-carried the man into the elevator to the door of Lin Jian's apartment, where he found the key from his pocket and opened the door.

Turn on the wall lamp in the entrance hall, the family's leather eggs have been prepared in general, the first time to leap over, saw the return of the two people, more excitedly and vigorously wagging their tails.

"Hush, don't make noise." Shen Ke lifted his leg to block the skinny egg that was almost about to pounce on Lin Jian, and whispered, "Let him get some rest, no need to run in the morning tomorrow, give you a vacation."

Pi egg fixed look at the shape as if the Siamese twins like two people, after a few seconds, suddenly low "ow" sound, wagging his tail and turned his head to run to his own sleeping mat, body a lie down, front paws a stretch, dog head a ride, with the actual action that: this egg can immediately fall asleep!

"......"

Shen Ke helped Lin Jian into the bedroom and put the person on the bed, while the person who originally slept all the way in the car was tossed around like this, and in the end opened his eyes.

As they looked at each other, the blood-red color in Lin Jian's eyes was especially obvious, and Shen Ke leaned over him, and after a few moments, said softly, "Close your eyes, and go back to sleep."

And Lin Jian shook his head very slowly this time.

His brain was still chaotic and unclear, but his consciousness had returned slightly, and at this point he actually had to struggle to sit up, "...... I'm going to take a shower."

"After drinking so much, I'll wash tomorrow when I'm sober." Shen Ke pressed his shoulder, wanting to let the person lie down again, but the half-drunk Lin Jian was not as obedient as his fully drunken state, feeling the force on his shoulder, his spine stiffened just for a moment before he shook his head again and got up, "No, just now."

He gently pushes Shen Ke's hand away and gets up from the bed, staggering toward the bathroom, and Shen Ke doesn't dare force himself to let go.

Shen Ke followed him all the way to the bathroom door, watching people walk in, not forgetting to explain: "Simply rinse and come out, so as not to be dangerous."

Lin Jian although the wine sobered up a little, but the spirit is still confused, I do not know whether to listen to it, only "hmm", went into the bathroom, closed the door.

Through a frosted glass door, a few moments later, Shen Ke was slightly relieved to hear the sound of water coming out.

But within a few moments, the water stopped, and Shen Ke was about to ask what was wrong with the people inside when he heard Lin Jian's voice over the door slurring, "I'm sorry, I forgot to bring my bathrobe in, can you get it for me?"

Shen Ke said yes, and asked where.

Lin Jian : "There's a suitcase in the bedroom closet, it's on the top shelf of the trunk."

"Wait a minute." Shen Ke said walking towards the bedroom.

But after a couple of steps, a very odd thought couldn't help but come to mind--

Why don't you hang up your bathrobe, an everyday piece of home clothing like a bathrobe, in the bathroom instead of in your suitcase?

But the current situation does not allow him to think too much, Shen Ke quickly walked to the bedroom, opened the closet and saw the suitcase Lin Jian said.

The suitcase wasn't very big, but it weighed a lot. Shen Ke lifted the suitcase out of the closet, put it on the floor and opened it, and on top of it was Lin Jian's bathrobe.

He picked up his clothes and was just about to get up when his remaining light inadvertently swept over the inside of the suitcase, and he was abruptly stunned for a moment.

The bathrobe was removed, and the contents of the suitcase were revealed at a glance.

The clothes are neatly folded, Lin Jian's passport and Hong Kong and Macao Travel Permit are in the inner mesh pocket, and the charger's notebook and two professional books on landscape design are on the surface.

Isn't it a pain in the ass - that was the first thought that came to Shen Ke's mind when he saw these things.

Obviously the most common items in daily life, but they are separated into categories in the suitcase, and every time you want to use it, then come back to the box to get ...... look, after the use of the same and put back to the original place.

For someone like Lin Jian, who grew up with a simple and straightforward style of behavior, this series of moves is a bit too convoluted.

Shen Ke frowned at the case, and soon, his face changed slightly.

No, he was suddenly blessed with--

It's not that Lin Jian has suddenly changed his habits, but ...... these things are always properly placed in his suitcase, as if, whenever he wants to leave, he can immediately pick up his suitcase and go straight to the airport.

And in that moment, Shen Ke finally realized what was so vaguely odd about his two visits to Lin Jian's apartment.

Lin Jian Although he lives here, there are no personal belongings of his anywhere in this entire apartment, just as ...... there is not the slightest hint that anyone has lived here.

Shen Ke's heart dropped straight down as he slowly crouched down, his fingertips plucking away at a few folded shirts in the box, and in the next moment a slightly old but very familiar item came into view.

It's a brown file box.

Shen Ke's brain buzzed, and his memory was abruptly yanked back into the fragments of his past. He remembered seeing this box once, many years ago.

At that time Lin Jian had not yet gone to high school, whether it was elementary school or junior high school, every time after the exams will take the report card to find him to sign, and once in Lin Jian clean up the room, he had witnessed him to put the sheet that he had just signed in this box at the bottom of the cabinet in the room.

At the time he joked and asked him, "What's the point of keeping all this stuff and being so precious about it?"

And Lin Jian, only a teenager, turned to glare at him and spat out two dry words, "Yes."

After all, every time it was either the All-A grade or the first place in the third category, at that time he only thought it was a small pride inherent in teenagers, but he never thought that after many years, he would be able to see such an old thing with mottled memories again.

Shen Ke heaved a sigh of relief, and with a very light effort opened the box of papers, and took out the pile of them, which had become brittle and yellowed, and looked through them, page by page--

Shen Ke, Shen Ke, Shen Ke ......

In the upper right hand corner of each piece of paper was his name, written in his own handwriting back then.

Even though the years were so long that the writing on some of the pages was blurred, it was always secretly, properly, preserved.

Hidden so deep, for so long, even after crossing the borders of the ocean, but still stubbornly carried around.

Shen Ke can not say what he feels now, only feel a heavy acidity along the heart has been pouring up, roaming through the mouth, nose, ears and eyes, sour people tongue bitter.

But what he hadn't expected was that there was something else at the bottom of the stack of transcripts.

Shen Ke blinked and looked down, and after a couple seconds of seeing what it was, the whole thing simply shook.

It's a very thick stack of boarding passes.

A stack of ...... unchecked and stamped boarding passes.

There were about fifty or sixty of them, pinned with a paperclip and arranged in chronological order. Judging from the date, the top one should be on the eve of Lin Jian's graduation and return to China.

These boarding passes originate from Heathrow Airport in London, England, and Philadelphia International Airport in the United States, but have a single destination.

South City -

The place where Lin Jian had lived for ten years was also the original point of departure.

It's more ...... the same city Shen Ke has always been in.

Shen Ke hung his eyes for a long time, looked at the rather weighty stack of stiff pieces of paper in his hands, and once again asked himself mentally--Look, what have you done?

Once a month for five years, Lin Jian has never stopped doing this, no matter where he is on the other side of the ocean.

But none of the entire sixty or so boarding passes were cleared.

He could even visualize the image.

The cool and pale youth carrying the luggage already prepared, countless times running to the airport, but after completing a series of actions such as booking tickets, checking information, receiving boarding passes, waiting for check-in, sitting alone in the waiting hall, watching the pedestrians around them each return to their own place, but they are just waiting in silence for the plane to slide out of the flight path.

The sun rises, the moon sets, the years fade, the empty, deserted waiting room, every flight to South City, and a traveler who can never wait for him to board.

Shen Ke, what have you done?

When Lin Jian insisted on leaving, saying he couldn't just be the kid he raised, he agreed.

I always thought that the original section of the desire to cover up the emotions that can not be declared to the mouth, is a juvenile nature of the heart, and so Lin Jian Jian has seen a wider world, meet and make friends with more excellent and perfect people, look back and see, will find that once thought that the heart and like, but is a long time to rely on a long time, a difficult to help themselves to the illusion only.

He will eventually grow up and come to his senses.

But he didn't want to realize that the man had sunk and drifted for so many years, from boyhood to youth, in a time he couldn't see.

Shen Ke, what have you done?

Five years ago, you saw him off at the South City airport, thinking you'd given him a mountain high and a world long.

Who would not have thought that he would be caught up in the whole of this world where it is difficult to move.

Shen Ke couldn't stop his fingertips from shaking slightly, and the stack of boarding passes was so heavy in his hand that he could barely hold them.

Five years, a thousand days and nights.

Just the thought of Lin Jian alone in the airport lobby, watching the image of that plane on the tarmac outside the glass window as it faded away, took his breath away.

Is there anyone dumber than him?

That's someone he's raised and spoiled for ten years.

At this moment, Shen Ke's heart aches with pain.

There were messy scribbling footsteps stumbling over, and Shen Ke looked up out of nowhere to see Lin Jian standing in the doorway position, looking at him with confused eyes.

It should have been a long wait for him to get his bathrobe back, so he was back in the same clothes he'd been wearing earlier, but so drunk that half the collar of that white shirt was still nestled at the nape of his neck, and the buttons were haphazardly fastened in the wrong place.

"You ......" Lin Jian was top-heavy, and his eyes were chaotic and unclear, but when he saw the stack of boarding passes in Shen Ke s hand, his whole body froze for a moment, and then darted towards him, and when he passed by the bedside, he was knocked hard by the bed surround and hit his leg.

"Careful." Shen Ke moved quickly to rise, reaching out to catch the stumbling man.

"How do you ......" Lin Jian was grabbed by his arm, but his eyes were glued to the "physical evidence" in his other hand, unable to speak a complete sentence for a long time. "How do you ...... I, I'm not ......"

"Lin Jian ...... said slowly." As far as I can remember, Lin Jian seldom had such violent ups and downs in his emotions. Shen Ke helped him to stand up steadily, and stroked his stiff spine gently with one hand from top to bottom, over and over again, one by one, as if he had been coaxed when he was a child.

"I'm not going ......" Lin Jian was already drunk and not sober, at this time his voice trembled even more, "I'm not going back ...... not going to I'm not going ...... to find you."

"Not to ...... embarrass you ......"

"I know." Shen Ke didn't stop with his hand, calming the nearly out-of-control soul under his palm, "I know Lin Jian, don't be in a hurry, come and sit down first."

He helped Lin Jian walk to the bedside and slowly sat down, feeling Lin Jian's shoulders still gently shaking, and closed his eyes for a moment with difficulty and noiselessness.

Shen Ke, what have you done?

After a long time, Lin Jian finally calmed down a bit, but his drunken eyes were always staring at the thing in Shen Ke's hand.

Halfway through the day, he spoke in a hoarse voice and said, "...... You give it back to me."

Shen Ke's obscure eyes fell on the side of his face, but didn't move.

"Give it back to me ...... " Lin Jian murmured again, reaching for what he was holding, "...... Please. "

Shen Ke, as if burned by the words, let go of his hand almost instantly, allowing him to take the stack of boarding passes back.

Years of holding a brush and drawing, Lin Jian's right hand index finger tip has a very shallow layer of thin calluses, this time rubbing on that piece of hard paper, the force is extremely light, seemingly extraordinarily cherish.

"I'm not trying ...... to show you, nor do I want ...... you to know these things." Drunkenness coupled with the past behavior was revealed in the light of day, Lin Jian consciousness is more chaotic, the person also seems to have a few minutes of helplessness, almost mouth, "So, you as never seen, okay?"

"Lin Jian." Shen Ke's left hand remained over his lean spine, but was much calmer than he was, "But I already knew."

"Then can you ......" Lin Jian spit hard, each word carrying a rolling heat.

"Can't what?" Shen Ke asked softly.

"Can ...... pretend they don't know?"

This is completely drunken most direct and most real reaction, rather than things have been so, if Shen Ke insight into this long, never subside his heart, still like five years ago as difficult and frustrated, then can not ...... pretend not to know the appearance of it?

Even if it's still like a few hours, treating him like family, okay?

Lin Jian has fantasies, but doesn't dare to look into them.

"But I've seen it."

No matter what, Shen Ke is always sober and rational, even in situations such as this, which Lin Jian considers to be chaotic and even embarrassing, Shen Ke is always calm and collected, and handles it with equanimity.

"Lin Jian." Shen Ke tried to soften his voice as much as possible and said in a soothing tone, "You're not in a good state today with all the drinking, and it's too late in the day and the timing isn't right, so get a good rest and we'll talk about it when tomorrow rolls around, okay?"

Lin Jian was quiet for a few seconds before quickly shaking his head a little, "Not good."

Shen Ke had no choice but to go along and ask, "So what do you want?"

"I want to ......" Lin Jian looked up with great concern, his eyes were drenched in blood and the color of pain, he looked at Shen Ke, his voice raspy and sadly spoke, "You don't care about me anymore, okay? "

Just indulge me, acquiesce in me, even ...... indulge me once, okay?

Just pretend you don't know, that you didn't see it, that it didn't happen tonight, okay?

"...... Because I have no way." Lin Jian's eyes were bloodshot, his tone so light, but begged so heavily, and through the confusion of the moment's raging wine, he said what he had once dared not open his mouth to say no matter what-

"The whole ...... liking you thing is something I really can't help."