Lianzhou

After leaving the hospital, Yu Lichu went straight to the bookstore with his pockets in his pocket. When he opened the door, there was the guitar. Yesterday’s peach branches and flower ties were gone. Today, it seems to be wearing a retro gentleman’s style, with a single-eyed gold-rimmed round mirror on the guitar. , a thin chain was attached to the side of the mirror, and a cigar was fastened to the neck of the violin.

Yu Lichu touched his chin, feeling a little complicated.

A guitar is more coquettish than a human being.

There was a slightly bitter smell of coffee beans in the shop, Yan Yan stood behind the cooking counter, she didn't seem too surprised to see him come in, and made him a cup of mocha by herself.

Yu Lichu leaned on the cooking table, raised his chin and nodded and asked, "Today is a special offering again?"

Yan Yan slanted one corner of his mouth and smiled softly in his eyes, the tails of his eyes stretched out, casting a faint shadow under the light: "I thought we were already friends."

This face blends the obedience so well that it makes people feel that this skin is the evil spirit brought out by abortion, especially when the mouth is crooked and smiling, the temperament of the old god is vividly highlighted, Yu Li At first thought, this kind of face is really not suitable for being a doctor.

He looked at the coffee in front of him and was not polite, he raised the cup and gestured to Yan Yan, and then drank it on his own.

"Would you like some cookies? I baked them myself. I can't finish them all by myself."

Yu Lichu nodded: "I'm just a little hungry." He was actually very hungry, but why didn't he prepare dinner honestly at home, but here to eat cookies face to face with a man who was almost 30 years old, to be honest He didn't want to think about it.

Yu Lichu put down his cup and turned his head to look around. He saw a woman sitting by the window with a somewhat familiar face. He recalled it in his heart and couldn't help looking at it for a long time.

"Know?" Yan Yan pushed a small plate containing five cookies towards Yu Lichu.

Yu Lichu shook his head: "I don't know him, but I have been to the hospital before."

Yan Yan glanced at the woman: "She used to come here often for a few months, but then she seemed to be pregnant, and her mental state was not very good, and she never came here again."

Yu Lichu also remembered this, and nodded after listening: "Yes, she came to our department as an MR."

Yan Yan didn't seem surprised, but he still asked casually, "From the radiology department?"

"Yes." Yu Lichu picked a cookie and threw it into his mouth, feeling that the sweetness was moderate, "At that time, she had been pregnant for a long time, but it seemed that she was reluctant to conceive. It was her husband and elders who put pressure together to get her At that time, there was a dispute at the door of the department about whether to have an examination, and the family members were afraid that it would affect the fetus and refused to do it, so I persuaded them to stop.”

The woman by the window didn't wear any makeup, but her young face looked haggard, with anxiety and melancholy in her eyes.

"You remember that clearly."

Yu Lichu hadn't figured out anything from the end of Yan Yan's words when he saw the man making a cup of tea, walked over and put it in front of the woman.

The book in the girl's hand hadn't been flipped for a long time, and she was startled by the sound in front of her. She was stunned after seeing the tea in front of her, and then she smiled kindly at Yan Yan.

Yan Yan turned and sat down opposite, picked out a book from his hand, but still looked at the woman opposite.

The woman stroked the broken hair beside her ear, and said with emotion, "It's been a long time."

Yan Yan was silent for a while: "I remember the last time you came, your stomach looks like it's six months old, how is it, is the baby still healthy?"

Yu Lichu also came over at this time, fearing that Yan Yan would be too abrupt, he explained to the woman: "Although this man is unreliable in appearance, he also studied medicine before, and he probably suffered from an occupational disease. Don't bother with him." .”

The woman paused after hearing this, and seemed to recognize Yu Lichu after a while, then nodded to him, then smiled weakly: "It's okay, the baby is almost [-] days old, and is very healthy."

"Haven't slept recently, okay?" Yan Yan pointed to his eye sockets symbolically.

The woman touched the bruises under her eyes: "After work, I have to take the children to do housework when I go home. The children may make trouble in the middle of the night, so don't sleep too deeply."

"Where's your husband?"

The woman's voice obviously paused, and her expression seemed a bit forbearing: "At first... I will share some housework to help coax the children. After a long time, I feel too tired and leave it to me."

Yu Lichu interjected, "Where are the old people on both sides? Don't you want to help?"

"I said at the beginning that I would help with it, but the elderly on both sides are not in good health, and they don't live with us. They only come here occasionally to tease the children, and they can't help with big or small things."

The two of them had no right to interfere with other people's family affairs. The air was silent for a few seconds, and finally Yan Yan broke the silence, but he didn't know who he was saying to, "There's no need to wrong yourself."

The woman was silent after listening, and she seemed to have given up on something in the end. She shook her head, then got up, said goodbye, and left. Presumably, she came to the bookstore to sit in the bookstore because she was trying to get away from her parents for a while. Going home to cook and watch the kids.

The words of motherly love have become a huge shackle, and the relatives who drove her to the cliff at the beginning have all taken responsibility away at this moment.

Yan Yan flipped through the book in his hand, his thoughts drifted away in a certain direction, but he ended up talking about the topic just now: "Looking at the situation, it's only a matter of time before the conflict breaks out, but judging from this nature, it is estimated that there will be no divorce. I've been trapped for half my life, and I don't know what will happen." In the end, she pursed her lips and said with some regret, "A pretty good girl, it's a pity."

Yu Lichu caressed the rim of the cup with his fingers, and was not in a hurry to answer Yan Yan's words.

He grew up in an affirmative family. The mother's role was never dependent on his father. Changwan was sometimes more like the helm of the family, but she was not authoritarian, and even approached inaction. It is also different from ordinary families. While protecting this family with a masculine attitude, he does not position himself in the position of dominance and unshakable dignity, and is even close to the people, more nurturing and silent.

Yu Lichu was lost in thought for a moment, but the words came out of his mouth naturally: "It seems that Chinese-style marriages generally cannot escape the fate of procreative love. Passing on the family line and supporting parents is a crime. If you have a future, it is best to be a parent My son. The society is too hostile towards women, the popularity of marriage laws and sexual knowledge is low, although feminist awareness is gradually rising, it is still subject to many limitations, and the public opinion environment is harsh. Most women will not fight for their own rights— —Probably marrying love and enjoying love for life, the odds of winning the lottery are almost the same.”

His parents are financially independent, and the conclusion of the family is based on love and respect. There are no sexist ideas such as female masters inside and male masters outside, and he was not born out of some purpose and selfishness. He has always been lucky to be born in such a family.

Yan Yan lay back on the soft sand, flipping through the prose that Yu Lichu read yesterday, and suddenly read a certain page slowly, with a particularly nice voice: "'——This is an altar at the big red wedding banquet. Fine wine, of course, pleases the guests, but the scene that emerges from the sloshing wine is shocking: a daughter who was born and raised just like this walked through the wilderness with the gongs and drums to receive her unknown; the altar After drinking all the wine, it means that she is a lonely person with no father, no mother, no brothers and no brothers. If she wants a piece of the sky, she has to earn it by herself.'" He finished reading the sentence and turned to look at Yu Lichu, "What about you? ? Do you want to marry love in this life, or will you accept the compromise of living in peace?"

"It's normal for a person to have longing and enthusiasm for love, but I'm normal—" Yu Lichu leaned on the sofa with his hands in his pockets, and shrugged relaxedly, "But I'm not fanatical, nor will I deliberately pursue it. "

Yan Yan sat up straight at the end of these words, and seemed to be quite serious. He looked up at Yu Lichu, and smiled warmly in a blink of an eye, with some hidden meaning: "Yes, no Just live up to it." Unexpectedly, this person immediately resumed his idle appearance and lay down again, this time he simply turned his legs up, and he didn't know how hard he was to read while holding the book.

Seeing that he was silent at the beginning, Yu Li turned around and went up the steps to the bookshelf to choose books. When he passed the cooking counter, he didn't forget to grab a cookie. He wandered among the bookshelves for a long time, and finally found that he was overloaded and turned around all day. There was no room for any square words in his mind, so he simply backed out, stood right in front of the guitar at the door, and stared at it unconsciously.

After lying down for a while, Yan Yan got up and went back to the cooking table and began to wash the cups. He didn't look up, but said jokingly: "Every time you come to the store at this hour, you are the only one in the store. This store seems to be opened for you alone. Like."

Yu Lichu didn't reply, just still looking at the guitar, as if thinking for a while before he said: "I've wanted to say since the first time I entered the store—" He slowed down, and his tone even carried Something meaningful, "This guitar is almost exactly the same as the one I used to use."

But this time there was no sound from Yan Yan's end, and Yu Lichu waited for a while before turning around: "What's wrong?"

Yan Yan paused for a moment before continuing with his movements, his expression was deeply hidden: "It's nothing."

When Yu Lichu saw that he was busy, he was not in a hurry to speak. After Yan Yan finished washing the cup and turned off the water, he heard the man say, "Would you like to try it? Although this is a ten thousand year vase, the sound is guaranteed to be accurate."

As if waiting for this sentence, Yu Lichu, who was standing beside the guitar, quickly removed the pile of odds and ends before he finished speaking, and took the guitar down.

Yu Lichu lowered his eyes, followed his fingertips to caress from the head of the piano, with a light sweep, the chords were exhaled, tender and gentle.

Yan Yan turned off the music in the store, leaned against the cooking counter with his pockets in his pocket, and only focused on that person.

In fact, Yu Lichu hadn't touched the guitar for a long time. Fortunately, his basic skills were solid, and he found the feeling along the way.

He played the fingerstyle background music of an animated movie a few years ago. The rhythm is slow and lively, and the overtones are just right, which makes the overly gentle tone of the guitar itself more clear and clear.

Yan Yan listened, it smelled like mint.

It is the warm sun in autumn and winter, it is soda in summer, and it is the dream of roses in spring.

Most of the emotions displayed by each piano are the refraction of the character of the player. Yan Yan recalled the first visit to Yu Lichu a few days ago. But I can see the traces of the years, or in other words, that person has never been a showy character.

In my memory, he has always been tall, with broad shoulders and long legs. Although he looks lazy, his back has always been straight. This kind of figure will look very good in clothes.

Now he is sitting there, his hair is slightly curly, with a small part of his forehead exposed, but the hair looks very soft, and the sunlight walks between the ends of the hair and the bulging hair, giving off a warm golden light.

Yu Lichu raised his head to look at him while hooking the strings, the corners of his mouth were hooked very shallowly, it was a natural and unconscious look of indulging in the strings, at this moment the whole person showed softness.

His eyes are big, but they have single eyelids. He usually half-opens his eyes as if he is sleepy, but hides the publicity of his eyes. When he smiles, it is completely exposed-Yan Yan has also been deceived. Who would have thought that these eyes are As for the smiling eyes, the downward arc is like a silver moon at the top of the tip, and when you smile, you will bring out a shallow lying silkworm.

Fate leaves a large blank space between the two, but this person is still like the lemonade next to the playground when he was young. Don't forget, this is Yan Yan's selfish fantasy, the only one in this world, no one will know.

Yu Lichu played happily, and he put the guitar back to its original place after fiddling for a long time. In the end, he still didn't forget to restore all the pieces. I haven’t played it much, your piano sounds good, where did you buy it?”

Yan Yan put his hands on the table and looked at him, his eyes were straight, he raised a hand and gestured next to his head, his expression was puzzled: "Has anyone ever said that you have a bad memory?"

Yu Lichu said "Ah?" in a daze, waiting for his next words.

Yan Yan put away the overlapping legs, rearranged his expression and said relaxedly: "Didn't you say that there are some very similar ones? After graduation, I don't play very much. Did you stay at your parents' house?"

This time, it was Yu Lichu who couldn't figure it out. He seemed to be trying to remember something, and finally said with some hesitation: "Actually, I can't remember clearly. It seems that I haven't seen each other since I graduated... I have been living outside, and occasionally I will touch the piano for a while when I get home, there is more than one guitar in my house, probably my dad put away that one, but the last time I played that piano was indeed a long time ago." After speaking, he seemed to think of something, and he Instead, he laughed, "It seems that my memory is not very good."

Yan Yan didn't say anything else, he looked at the sky, and instantly cleared the soft emotions in his mind, and suddenly felt a sense of despair that came from sadness.

With this memory, the sense of existence back then was completely in vain, he was really afraid that Yu Lichu would come to open the door and ask him who you are the next day, then this day really cannot go on.