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"Hey?"

"Brother." Ji Tong's voice sounded over there, "Your voice...are you unhappy?"

"No," Ji Anhe looked away and looked out the window.The tall buildings lined up outside the window, and the thousands of lights lit up in the buildings buried Ji Anhe's worries.He asked nonchalantly, "What's the matter with you?"

"Oh, I just wanted to ask you, are you really planning to immigrate with Mom this time?"

Ji Anhe said without thinking, "No. I won't go abroad anymore."

"Then..." Ji Tong paused, and then said carefully, "Then do you want to go back to Mom's side for the Chinese New Year this year?"

Ji Anhe pursed his lips, but the "good" was stuck in his throat.

Three years on, his relationship with his mother remains fractious.The only good news is that the mother's anger has probably subsided, but she still doesn't quite accept the fact that her son is gay.

And Ji Anhe still didn't dare to see his mother.

He has always been mild-tempered, but he is particularly stubborn about one thing.

He was afraid that the rebellious bone he carried would add new wounds to his mother's unhealed heart.

But fortunately, there is still Ji Tongken between their mother and son who mediates between them, so that the two people who have not been far or near have some contact left.

"Come back for a meal this year, and we may not be able to see each other again next year, brother." Ji Tong discussed.

"Okay." Ji Anhe looked out the window at half of the sky illuminated by city lights.

"By the way, the tie-dyed cloth you asked me to bring to Mom last time, she took it out to dry again when the sun was high a few days ago." Ji Tong chatted.

However, after hearing this, Ji Anhe lost the interest in chatting with Ji Tong.

His eyes were deeply locked in the dim light of the tall building opposite.

It was like seeing the scene where Song Yu handed the tie-dye cloth to him on the night when he was leaving three years ago.

At that time, Song Yu also claimed credit for him, saying that he urged the boss to drive him out.

Give it to Ji Anhe before he leaves.

"As a meeting gift for my aunt." At that time, Song Yu pretended to be relaxed and joked with Ji Anhe.

"My mother may not admit it." Ji Anhe responded half-truthfully.

"If you don't admit it, I'll steal you back. Our sky is high and the emperor is far away, so we can't be afraid of her." Song Yu's words forcefully described a farewell that was hard to see each other as a small farewell.

Perhaps when he said this, he was still hoping for a reunion that would surpass the newlyweds.

Ji Anhe curled his lips helplessly, and put the phone that Ji Tong hung up on at some point back on the table.

As soon as the phone touched the table, it vibrated again.

This time it's not a phone call.

is an invitation to a voice call.

Ji Anhe looked at the avatar in the middle of the screen, and the "Boss Song" who had a note below the avatar, and unconsciously held the phone tightly with his hand, fearing that if he lost it, he would lose more than just a phone.

In his brows, there was panic and panic, but it changed in an instant, and it became completely different from the original thought.

His heart jumped out uncontrollably, and for a moment he didn't know whether to describe it as excitement, joy, or pounding.

With trembling hands, he moved to the bottom of the screen and pressed the green connect button.

His voice was suppressed and looked extremely low: "Hello?"

There was a strange man's voice on the other end of the phone. The man's voice was clear and cute, with a hint of anger.

From Ji Anhe's ears, he thought this person was a young man who didn't know how to feel sad.

This person asked Ji An and "Who are you" when he opened his mouth, and clamored to find someone with the surname Ji, which made Ji An and his cheering heart fall into a cliff.

He was silent, looking at the strange things outside the window, and suddenly felt that the phone made him unable to hold it.

He took a deep breath before speaking coldly. The first sentence he spoke ignored the person who asked who he was, and pointed directly at the owner of the voice call.

"Boss Song."

Song Yu, who was sitting there with his hands back, heard the claim in a gust of wind, and he took the phone back from the drowsy Cheng Ji.

Cheng Ji didn't recognize Ji Anhe's voice, but only Ji Qingan's. After hearing this, he obediently handed over his phone, lay down on the table, and kept chanting about that person named Ji Qingan.

Song Yu was holding the phone, deliberating for a while before speaking.

With a tremor in his mouth: "Mr. Ji, Mr. Ji, I'm sorry to bother you."

Ji Anhe didn't expect Song Yu to be so polite. His cold heart, which was blown by the night wind, seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar at this moment.

"En." Ji Anhe replied coldly, "It's okay."

Song Yu frowned in Ji Anhe's cold tone, and the two were silent for a while, listening to each other's breathing quietly in each other's night breeze.

"How are you doing?"

Song Yu started first, but when he said this old-fashioned greeting, he couldn't help laughing. There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was about to change his greetings, but Ji Anhe took a deep breath on the other end of the phone After a moment, he replied.

"not good."

These two words, like Ji Anhe's eyes, strangled Song Yu's throat.

His wry smile froze, and he slowly restrained the smile, but the bitterness spread along his limbs.

"You..." Song Yu's words came to his lips, as if he wanted to ask why, but it seemed redundant between the two of them.

Ji Anhe turned his head and looked at the string of wind chimes hanging in the room that were no longer making any sound, before Song Yu could ask, he explained in advance.

"The wind chime is dumb."

Song Yu's heart beat a beat slower because of this sentence, and his eyes wandered hastily in the world Ji Anhe left him. He was actually quite afraid that he would be wrong, and that Ji Anhe's next sentence would be "to the end" So far, so I suddenly didn't dare to talk.

"Song Yu." Ji Anhe didn't hear Song Yu's voice, and repeated again, "The wind chime you gave me is broken."

"Yes, is it?" Song Yu probed.

"I..." Ji Anhe's tone changed but unconsciously tinged with grievance, "I didn't close the window today, and the wind broke it. The wind chimes are gone."

Song Yu got up suddenly, and walked to the door of the garden on the roof, where there was a string of wind chimes left for him by Ji Anhe.

"Yes. You listen."

Song Yu fiddled with the falling bell-knocking stone of the wind chime, and the jingle of the wind chime rang from Song Yu's cell phone to Ji Anhe's ears thousands of miles away.

"They're all here. I'm here, the wind is here, and the flowers are here. Did you hear that, Mr. Ji?"

Song Yu's hand was still playing with the wind chime, but the pun seemed to have disappeared without any response.

"Mr. Ji?" Song Yu probed.

"Song Yu." Ji Anhe called him very softly, like fine snow falling in the cold spring, covering Song Yu's warm heart, and then gradually melting.

"Ji Anhe, it snowed in Cangshan Mountain a few days ago, and the moon is also full today."

Song Yu said softly, and said softly to Ji Anhe, conveying gently:

The wind and flowers I promised are always there.

While Ji Anhe's Xueyue was here, Ji Anhe was not.

"I miss you, Mr. Ji." Song Yu bit her lip, and with difficulty confided the love that had accumulated in her heart for three years and intensified, "I miss you every day. In the wind, under the flowers, on the Erhai Sea, You're everywhere. I...I...really, really miss you."

The voice of people gradually fell, and the sound of the wind ebbed and flowed, whistling.

The wind that turns from warm to cold is too harsh, forcibly blowing off two petals of Ling Han's flowers.The petals fell off, and finally landed beside the bottle of wine that Song Yu had forgotten.

The smell of alcohol smeared the bonus, but the smell of alcohol reached Ji Anhe through the phone.

The three words that Ji Anhe responded to came back, scattered into Dali's wind, and lingered in Song Yu's ears.

"Me too."

The author says:

The "Hello?" at the beginning took up four extra characters. It was mainly added for fear of incoherence.I'm sorry, buddy, but it shouldn't affect the subscription to Yupei, let me say it first.Hee hee hee see you soon!