An Accident in Broad Daylight

City C is just that big, an ordinary small city in the north, and it's not a scenic tourist attraction, so there's really nothing interesting about it.Yi Xun found it boring after two days of shopping outside, so he simply took root in Xu Tangcheng’s family, coming every day near noon or afternoon, and leaving at night, sometimes bringing some fun things, sometimes bringing some food, he didn’t recognize himself at all. .

It was also thanks to his non-recognition of life that Xu Tangcheng was able to see Yi Zhe every day during the last few days of the holiday.

Although there are thousands of loves between the two of them at present, Xu Tangcheng believes that this situation is good after all.At least it won't be like before, I can't see him all day long, I can only guess secretly, worrying about his emotions.

Unlike Yi Zhe's silence, Yi Xun is very good at communicating with people.A child who is not very old can take up any topic and say a few words, and never let any embarrassing and speechless scenes appear.He would inquire about all kinds of things, ask questions about his health, and even open his mouth to say nice words. Even Xu Yueliang and Zhou Hui were coaxed by him, and they often laughed non-stop.

In just a few days, it gave Xu Tangcheng the illusion that Yi Xun had always lived with them and had never left.

But sometimes, when he was sitting on the sofa in the living room, Yi Xun and Xu Tangqi were arguing about which movie a certain foreign movie star was more handsome in. The ordinary and warm scene made him suddenly feel depressed.

Because obviously it is Yi Zhe who lives here.

Every time he had this thought, he would keep silent.Yi Zhe usually sits quietly next to Yi Xun and watches TV. There are four people in the living room, but there is an atmosphere of dividing and demarcating two people.

Alienation and strangeness, familiarity and enthusiasm, everything seems to be out of place.

Xu Tangcheng couldn't help but wanted to see Yi Zhe, and was trying his best to think of some topics to chat with him, but Yi Zhe glanced at him lightly, as if he had been discovered for doing something bad. , The mind is chaotic.

Seeing that there was not much fruit left on the coffee table, he got up, breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the kitchen.Yi Zhe also followed in at some point, and after he picked up the apples into the basin, he said "I'll come".

Looking at Yi Zhe's slightly bowed back, Xu Tangcheng suddenly realized that some emotions couldn't be suppressed.Distressed and wanting to get closer are all primitive emotions that are continuously generated. No matter how hard he tries to suppress it, he can't match the other party's eyes and back.

It was just a short vacation, but he seemed overwhelmed.It seemed that, before he realized it, repression turned into accumulation.

After the two of them washed the apples and put them on a plate, Yi Zhe suddenly asked Xu Tangcheng, where was the fried rice he had said was delicious.

"Going to buy?"

"Well," Yi Zhe lowered his head and picked up the apple, "Yi Xun is leaving the day after tomorrow, buy him something delicious."

Xu Tangcheng nodded, told him the address, and was afraid that he might not be able to find it if he had never been to that street, so he verbally marked a few conspicuous shops for him.

"Since we're leaving the day after tomorrow, let's go back to Beijing together. We'll leave in the morning of the day after tomorrow. We'll send him to the airport first, and then we'll go back to school."

After a brief hesitation, Yi Zhe nodded in response.Before going out, he said to Xu Tangcheng, "Brother Tang Cheng, thank you."

Xu Tangcheng stood behind him, watched him finish his sentence, and strode out of the kitchen.After watching for a while, he picked up the rag and slowly wiped the water-drenched table top clean.

In the afternoon, Xu Tangcheng went to the supermarket to buy some matcha powder.He stood in front of the shelf to choose, hesitating between the big bag and the small bag.In the end, thinking of Yi Zhe's performance when eating dessert these days, he still took a big bag.

Just make more and bring it to him.

Yi Zhe delivered four servings of fried rice the next morning. Xu Tangcheng stood at the door dazedly in his pajamas, a little surprised: "You don't live at home?"

"Well," the person outside the door nodded, his face was still blush from the movement.He took a step forward, getting closer to him, as if to block the cold wind pouring into the house from the door.Xu Tangcheng was dazed because of his sudden approach, and was stunned for a moment, staring at the face in front of him for a long time.

"I think it's difficult to line up in the queue. When I finally got in line, I bought some more for you to eat."

"Ah..." Xu Tangcheng's words were still sluggish, "What about Yi Xun?"

"He hasn't gotten up yet," Yi Zhe said.

The temperature in the corridor was too low, fearing that Xu Tangcheng would freeze, Yi Zhe turned around to leave without delay, and urged him to go back to the house quickly.Xu Tangcheng was probably still unconscious when he just woke up, he held the pancake in his hand, watched him jump down the stairs and waved to him, but suddenly his thoughts drifted away, and he thought of a very inconspicuous scene in his memory.

And it seems that that scene has nothing to do with the present.

When I was in high school, a boy in my class had a girlfriend, and the boy had to bring breakfast to pick her up at the girl’s house every morning.Xu Tangcheng met him once by chance.Walking behind them, he inadvertently saw two people's hands holding each other.The posture is special, not simply holding hands, nor interlocking fingers, but the boy holding the girl's clenched fist, bravely wrapping that little hand in the bitter wind.

Closing the door in a daze, and wrapped in the warmth of the room again, Xu Tang Chengcai felt the beauty of this morning belatedly—it seemed that what Yi Zhe sent was not raw fried food, but a small bundle of warm flames, With light, faint, unassuming.This little bit of light is similar to the scene in memory, it is a very small touch, not worth mentioning before the magnificence, but it sizzles and burns into his heart all the way, with a meandering and gentle posture, urging and melting something sticky.

He leaned against the door, brought the pan fried in his hand to his face, raised his other hand, and turned the bag around.The bag kept spinning in one direction until the hand strap was screwed to the tightest position. There was no way forward, and then slowly turned away with a light flick of a finger.

in another bright direction.

During a holiday, Xu Tangcheng's baking skills can be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds, but after all, it was the first time to make matcha, and he was not sure about the ingredients used.Although the production is not much different from the original cookie, but after adding matcha powder, if the taste of the matcha is not covered and the original rich milky fragrance is maintained, the amount of many materials needs to be changed.

Just like the relationship between people, adding an uncertain independent variable, in order to bring the situation back to peace, there are many dependent variables that need to be fine-tuned.

The first batch came out of the oven, Xu Tangcheng tasted it, and judged that the butter was a little too much, and the taste of the matcha was a little weak.So he checked some more information, adjusted the ratio of ingredients, and baked the second batch.

While waiting for the biscuits to come out of the oven, he compared the baking book and planned to try to make a chiffon cake.Just as the materials were being prepared, footsteps sounded behind him. Xu Tangcheng thought it was Yi Zhe, but he turned around and saw Yi Xun walking over with an apple in his mouth.

"It smells so good." Yi Xun swayed to him, looked at the neatly arranged things on the table, and asked, "Brother Tang Cheng, what are you doing?"

"Now I want to make a cake, but I haven't done it, and it will probably fail." After finishing speaking, he pointed in the direction of the oven, "What you smell is matcha cookies."

Yi Xun raised his chin slightly and glanced in that direction.

"awesome."

"Want to eat?" Xu Tangcheng asked him, "You can try it."

He said so, but Yi Xun looked like he was not interested.He almost understood that the "excellent" just now was just a polite and superficial compliment, so he wisely said nothing, picked up the eggs, and planned to continue making his cake.But when he lowered his head for a moment, he caught a glimpse of the watch on Yi Xun's wrist, and paused for a moment with his hand beating the egg on the edge of the bowl.

This meal, of course, was not knocked well. When the egg was broken, a small piece of eggshell fell into the bowl.Xu Tangcheng frowned slightly, carefully picked out the shell with chopsticks, and then said casually: "Your watch is pretty."

"This?" Yi Xun looked away from the bowl, raised his wrist and shook it, "Oh, I wanted to buy a watch before, so I picked one at random."

Xu Tangcheng doesn't pay attention to anything related to luxury, but this watch can still be recognized clearly.He praised it again, then smiled, and said, "It's quite expensive."

Yi Xun pursed his lips, with a nonchalant attitude: "It's okay."

There was a row of tomatoes on the window sill, and he picked one up casually, and asked Xu Tangcheng as if he wanted to eat, "Have you washed this?"

Xu Tangcheng shook his head: "If you eat it, wash it yourself, others grow it themselves without spraying..."

He wanted to say that there was no spray, and that the tomatoes were more fragrant than the usual tomatoes, but in the middle of talking, he saw Yi Xun raised his eyebrows, and immediately put the tomatoes back.Then, Yi Xun clapped his hands recklessly beside him, brushing off the dust from his hands.

Xu Tangcheng was taken aback for a moment, then calmly moved the things under his hands a little further away.

"Actually, I don't know much about watches, so I asked my friend to choose them for me."

Xu Tangcheng stared at the tomato, wondering if he had made a fuss too much.Yi Xun is just a boy in junior high school. He is lazy, doesn't like to work, and doesn't pay attention to some details about manners. It should be a normal thing.

"Really? Then your friend has a good eye." Putting aside the episode just now, he looked at Yi Xun, and finally brought the topic to what he had been wanting to talk about, "Is your father paying you a lot of living expenses? I I always wanted to tell you that the things you bought on the first day were too expensive, and you are still in school, so you don’t need to buy them for us.”

"My heart." Yi Xun turned around, put his pockets in his pocket leisurely, and leaned against the cooking table.

"Even if it's your heart, you have to be moderate, just click it."

Yi Xun pouted: "But these are not expensive to me."

Seeing that Xu Tangcheng seemed to be stunned, Yi Xun smiled: "Really, you probably can't imagine how much money my dad gave me."

Feeling the smug and arrogant expression on his face, Xu Tangcheng nodded, and suddenly found that there seemed to be no need to continue this exchange.But Yi Xun seemed to be touched by the topic he raised. Xu Tangcheng didn't speak, and he didn't stop, talking happily by himself.

"To be honest, Brother Tang Cheng, I can't remember what happened here before. I just remember that I used to love running to your house."

Xu Tangcheng raised his head and tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"It's strange to say, you said, I don't remember so many things when I was young, but I only remember one scene..."

Yi Xun made a long pause when he said this, obviously waiting for Xu Tangcheng to pass him a message.And Xu Tangcheng didn't know where he felt uncomfortable, and he sifted flour into the mixture of egg yolk paste and milk, ignoring the trouble.

"Before my parents divorced, the two of them were arguing in the house. I felt very strange at the time, and I didn't understand why my father never paid attention to my mother, but they had such a fierce argument that day." Yi Xun tilted his head, Ask, "Do you know what they're arguing about?"

Xu Tangcheng didn't answer at first, and walked around Yi Xun to the sink to wash his hands without saying a word. From the corner of his eye, he saw that he was still staring at him, so he could only squeeze out a sound from his nose as a response.

"They are arguing, after the divorce, who will have which child."

The person who had been listening nonchalantly seemed to have been injected suddenly, and his nerves tensed all of a sudden.He vaguely felt that the following conversation would not be good, and because it involved Yi Zhe and his past, he wanted to continue listening.

This time, Yi Xun didn't speak in such a hurry as before. After a long time, he sneered: "They all insist on my brother."

Xu Tangcheng couldn't ignore the disdain in Yi Xun's tone.He lowered his eyes and shook his hands to shake off the excessive water droplets.After drying his hands, he turned around, his face already serious and serious: "Why?"

"I don't know," Yi Xun shrugged and looked at him, "I've always wondered why, obviously I was the one who liked them more at that time."

Probably because he recalled something that was not good, Yi Xun's tone was no longer as brisk as before, his voice suddenly sank, and the indifference in his eyes made Xu Tangcheng startled.

He unconsciously clenched the towel in his hand, and even his breathing became much lighter.

"But whatever it is, a kid is sad when he hears that neither of his parents wants him. But it doesn't matter now, I'm doing fine, and I wanted to be with my dad."

Speaking of this, Yi Xun laughed again: "So I think my dad was pretty awesome at the beginning. He made most of the money in the family, but he didn't want any property. My brother is also pretty awesome." Yes, they really chose my mother."

Xu Tangcheng was taken aback for a moment, and he could tell that Yi Xun had something to say, but he couldn't believe his ears.

"What do you mean?"

He very much expected that what Yi Xun said next would not be what he thought. He hoped that Yi Xun really knew why Yi Zhe chose his mother and how much Yi Zhe cared about him.However, reality always tends to disappoint people, and things that have never been thought about, sometimes absurdly and truly exist.

The kitchen has the unique aroma of desserts, sweet and mild, but in this aroma, he listened to a story that couldn't be crueler.

"It's obvious. At that time, my mother was rich and my father was poor, so he chose my mother. But it's true, who doesn't want to live a better life?"