first love fairy tale

"We're back." Tang Qiu just opened the door after getting out of the car, when a huge white fluffy thing rushed towards him. This excessive enthusiasm reminded him of Fen Jiu'er.

Parting is always the most painful parting. Fen Jiu'er was reluctant to part with Tang Qiu, and kept him with tears in his eyes: "Tang Qiu, don't go, don't go, if you go flying chess, no one will lose to me, eh ..."

Tang Qiu: "..."

In the end, the two bid farewell to the team members of the tour group and got on the bus to go home.

Rong Yue went to the garage to park the car, Tang Qiu and the big white bear were having fun rolling on the grass, when suddenly a cat meowing came from the living room, it was Dabai.

Tang Qiu's body was stiff, today is Thursday, Bai Tingxi and Nan Wushi both went to work, thinking about the days when they were not here, Dabai was free to shuttle around any corner of the villa every day, so uncomfortable.

The sound of closing and opening the door sounded, and the rustling sound of shoe soles rubbing against the grass was slowly approaching him, stopping beside him. Tang Qiu opened his eyes, but a black cloth covered his eyes, and his fingertips were slightly cool. A hand caressed his neck.

"What's wrong?" Tang Qiu knew that he was Rong Yue, but he didn't know why he would play this trick.

Rong Yue knelt on the grass, bent down and kissed his forehead, and said softly: "Go in." After finishing speaking, he supported Tang Qiu's head with one hand to make him sit up, and tied a black cloth behind his head. It's a knot.

Tang Qiu was blindfolded, feeling uneasy and at a loss.Rong Yue gently took his hand and said, "Follow me."

Entering the living room like this, there was no other sound in the room except for the breathing of the two of them.Tang Qiu judged from his memory, at the moment they were walking towards his room, the basement.

There was the sound of the door lock being turned, Rong Yue grabbed his arm and hugged him.Tang Qiu exclaimed, he couldn't see now, his fear was magnified infinitely, he grabbed Rong Yue's arm tightly, his pale face was showing an unnatural pink.

Leaning his head against Rong Yue's chest, he could hear Rong Yue's heartbeat.

"Plop, plop, plop..." The speed is not fast, but every beat is very strong.

The pink quickly burned his neck, and he seemed to remember why Rong Yue was so abnormal when he just came back.The two of them didn't make it to the end in the RV that day, but...

"Go back... Go back and continue. After returning home, no matter what..."

"..." Thinking of the embarrassing past that made people want to get into the cracks in the ground, Tang Qiu only felt a ball of fire burning in his body.

Rong Yue carried him down the steps, gently put him on the bed, took off his shoes, socks, underwear and put on comfortable pajamas for him, then covered him with the quilt and kissed his forehead, softly said: "Go to sleep, I wouldn't do anything. These days, I'm sorry."

……

Tang Qiu's nose suddenly became sore, he pulled the quilt and buried his face in it, the black cloth was still covering his eyes, already soaked by tears at this moment.

He knew what Rong Yue's apology was for.On the morning of departure, Xie Jiuqi's manager secretly approached him, talked a lot, and showed him the video of Tang Qiu entering Xie Jiuqi's rest room.

The memory card was still in Rong Yue's pocket, he didn't look at it, but calmly asked Tang Qiu a question:

"Why are you crying?"

It was exactly the same as Xie Jiuqi asked him.Tang Qiu couldn't tell, he was almost suffocated by an inexplicable angina pain.

"I do not know."

Tang Qiu's answer was only this one.He didn't know why, after that terrible earthquake, two years of high school memories were buried along with his classroom.

Whether it was his mother or his memory of Jie Jiuqi, they all disappeared without a trace.

Maybe he liked someone else besides Rong Yue before, but the past is the past, and now he is doing well.

Rong Yue sat by the bed, gently patting the quilt to coax him to sleep.

From the night after the two fell in love, Bai Tingxi told him that Tang Qiu was a light sleeper. Ever since he pulled him out of the ruins, his spirit was very bad, and he couldn't fall asleep at night. He could only be coaxed like this. To sleep peacefully.

Bai Tingxi told him many things, making up for the gap in his memory of Tang Qiu in the past ten years.But they were separated for 12 years, and Tang Qiu didn't belong to him for two years, and that memory was still blank and could not be filled.

The uneasy heart gradually stabilized, and Tang Qiu in the quilt no longer trembled and cried silently, and fell asleep quietly with the rhythmic and reassuring sound of patting.

He has suffered from insomnia these days, and when he closes his eyes, all the fragmented images play in his mind like fragments of old-fashioned movies that have been mixed and edited.

He still couldn't remember it, and the doctor said it was a heart attack.

Tang Qiu fell asleep, Rong Yue stopped his hands and stood up and was about to leave when the phone in his pocket vibrated and it was a long text message from an unfamiliar number, which read:

"Hello, Rong Yue, I am Tang Qiu's father, please allow me to communicate with you as Tang Qiu's father, the following is what I want to say to you, I hope you can read it carefully.

The mother's death dealt a great blow to Tang Qiu, and he lost a lot of memories, even I can't remember, but that's fine, I'm a dispensable existence.

I heard Xiaobai say that you are now lovers, you are already an adult, you should know how cruel this society is.Same-sex love is not allowed by the world. As a father, I don't want Tang Qiu to suffer from other people's strange eyes, and I don't want him to suffer any harm.

But he likes you, and I can't change or stop him.

Now that we are together, I hope you can protect him, give him a warm home, and become his reliance.As a dying person, I can feel at ease to see you enter the palace of marriage before the end of life.

Please don’t let Tang Qiu know these words. To be honest, I was shocked and very angry when I first heard that his partner was a man, but after thinking about it calmly, I was relieved.He likes you, and you didn't choose him because of your parents' family.

Lovers should eventually get married.This was my divorce gift to Tang Qiu's mother, but I didn't know until later when I presided over her funeral that she was not with that person.

I wrote this message after serious consideration for a long time. There is no cure for my illness, and the doctor said that I won’t survive the spring of next year. Before that, I want to confirm your attitude.

——So I can leave with peace of mind. "

. . . . . .

The text message was really long, Rong Yue read it many times, and finally he replied solemnly, making a lifelong resolution.

"This winter, please come to our wedding."

The sleeping Tang Qiu turned over, the blindfolded black cloth slid down, revealing his slightly moist eyelashes and flushed cheeks.

Rong Yue looked away from the phone, gently wiped off the hot sweat from his forehead, smoothed his soft hair, picked up the phone and took a photo.

The author has something to say: I wrote this paragraph without knowing it, and it will end soon. The content of the outline I wrote at the beginning was not like this, but as I wrote it, it was like this.Maybe I'm not good at writing, I'm not good at writing sweet essays, the last danmei also ended in tragedy, and I abused myself, I hope this time, I won't be too sad, and don't express my emotions too much in the article.

When I was particularly sleepy, I didn't know what I would write, so sad and happy?The two thousand words written before were deleted and changed to this content.

To be honest, I don’t know what you were thinking when you watched it, but I feel that this story is not perfect and does not satisfy me.Because of Xie Jiuqi, I want to write an article about the entertainment industry, and I feel very sorry for him, but Rong Yue, I want him to be with Tang Qiu.

Everyone in the article is my favorite, and the writing may be messy, probably because of my problem, and I will continue to write in the future, I don’t care about be or he.

Yes, that's it.