Can't let go

Aunt Hua was busy tidying up the house, and Nanjin managed to eat some food. After taking a bath, she had nothing to do, so she lay down on the bed again, with earphones plugged into her ears, to blindfold herself.

"I'm going down to take out the trash." Aunt Hua knew that he wasn't asleep, so she knocked on his door outside, said hello, and went downstairs.

There is a trash can downstairs. Aunt Hua threw the trash, but didn't go upstairs. She walked around the row of houses where Nanjin lived, walked to a black car, opened the door freely and sat in the co-pilot.

Geng Jie sat inside with a tired face: "How is it?"

The car smelled of cigarettes, and Geng Jie hadn't smoked for a long time.Aunt Hua was calm and calm in front of Nanjin, but now she couldn't help wiping her tears: "What are you trying to do..."

Geng Jie didn't speak, Aunt Hua choked up for a while, wiped away her tears, and said, "At least I ate something. The room is messy and not human. He was not such a child before."

Geng Jie let out a "hmm", the room was fine when he entered, it can be seen that he lost his temper after waking up, so he said: "He is sick and has a bad temper, let him get angry as he wants." After a pause, he added, "Take care of him."

"What about you?" Aunt Hua rarely showed some emotion towards Geng Jie, "From the first day I entered Geng's house, I knew what I was doing. I thought I took good care of him, but the more he I'm getting more and more unhappy. I can take care of his people, but I can't take care of his heart. I never have this ability."

"Aunt Hua."

As soon as Geng Jie opened his mouth, Aunt Hua fell silent.

"When I rushed in today, I saw him lying there, well, still panting. My first reaction was, that's great, there's still time, I can lock him up, even if his hands and feet are bound, at least It’s not like calling him... telling him to die.” Geng Jie counted the sleeping pills scattered on the ground a dozen times before he dared to confirm that Nanjin really didn’t have time to take them.He himself didn't know what kind of mood he had when he put the medicines back one by one.

I just remember what He Jian said to him, and even Zhong Tong's accusations against him echoed in my ears over and over again.

He didn't care much before, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his love for Nanjin, and he didn't understand why everyone told him to stay away from Nanjin.He clearly loves him, loves him more than anyone else, holding him in his hand is not enough, and holding him on the tip of his heart is afraid that he will not sit still.

It wasn't until that moment that Geng Jie finally became wary of himself.

He erased the traces of his appearance one by one, and quietly withdrew from Nanjin's territory, only calling for Aunt Hua to come over.

"I can do anything, as long as he stays by my side." Geng Jie said calmly, "Aunt Hua, you understand best."

Aunt Hua couldn't help feeling a little chilly.She has taken care of Nanjin for Geng Jie for so many years, so of course she knows that Geng Jie treats Nanjin with terrific meticulousness.It's just that Nanjin has always been obedient, and when he first entered Geng's house, the situation was several times worse than the current situation. Aunt Hua got used to it naturally, so she didn't feel anything wrong.

"But..." Aunt Hua, as Geng Jie's hand in Nanjin, wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

"For so many years, he hasn't made any demands on me. He has always been what I say, and he is very obedient. Finally, he has a little idea of ​​his own." Geng Jie paused, and said softly, "I have to be like him." willing."

Aunt Hua looked at Geng Jie, and always felt that behind these light and fluffy words were full of tears, she couldn't help muttering to herself: "I don't understand, I really don't understand".

"I beg you, take good care of him," Geng Jie said.

This was the first time Geng Jie used honorifics in front of Aunt Hua.

She hurried back to the house and saw that Nanjin had got up and was sitting on the sofa waiting for her.He lay down with his earphones plugged in for a while, and he seemed to regain some energy, even though he was very thin, he still seemed weak.

"Ah, why aren't you sleeping?" Aunt Hua asked with concern.

"I slept for a while in the afternoon, and I'm not sleepy." Nanjin patted his side, "Come and sit."

As soon as Aunt Hua sat down, she heard Nanjin say, "He's relieved too, you'd better go back."

In front of Nanjin, Aunt Hua still managed the situation well, ignored the meaning behind his words, and only blamed: "It's agreed to give me a pension, so you despise me?"

Nanjin smiled and didn't say anything nice, just said: "He is alone."

"What happened to him alone?"

Nanjin kept a smile on his face, which made him look extremely gentle, and replied: "I still need someone to take care of me."

These two people... Aunt Hua felt uncomfortable in her heart, and her mouth became more and more fierce: "If you are not here, he won't even go home, so who will I take care of. Besides, he is alone, so you are not alone? Are you still here?" I'm sick."

"When I leave, you promised me to reassure me."

At this time, the stubbornness in Nanjin's bones appeared. No matter how obedient he looks, he still has his own petty temper.

Aunt Hua finally saw that they were not lying to anyone, they just kept making things difficult for her, an outsider.She was sandwiched between the two, and she also lost her temper. She simply waved her hands and said, "Okay, okay, you two know how to embarrass me. He is downstairs, you go to him, and see who can convince the other."

Nanjin stopped talking and sat quietly.

Aunt Hua's heart softened again, and she went to shake his hand: "You..."

"You always listen to him," Nanjin said softly, "I know."

Almost for a moment, Nanjin felt that he was going to be unable to hold on anymore, and he wanted to blurt out his fear and go to see him.But after those words fell, he cruelly pulled out his crumbling willpower again, no matter how heartbroken and bloody, it seemed as if he had died once and was struggling to come back to life.Just looking at it from the outside, it is still the usual way.

Nanjin's hand was cold and thin. Aunt Hua held his hand, which was no different from holding a lifeless hand skeleton. She didn't even dare to move, and only cautiously said, "You Why don't you go to him? If you don't go, he will leave. He just lit a cigarette when I left. "

Aunt Hua's last words were very scheming. She not only reminded Nanjin that she had run out of cigarettes, she should leave, but also complained to Nanjin.Only Nanjin can control whether Geng Jie smokes or not.

Nanjin said, "You find a place to rest. You accidentally spilled the medicine today, so make an appointment with a doctor for me tomorrow."

He stood up from the edge of the sofa, looked down at Aunt Hua condescendingly, and inadvertently, finally revealed a bit of arrogance raised by being held in the palm of his hand, even though he didn't realize it himself.

But in the next second, he bent down and kissed Aunt Hua's forehead very lightly, like an ordinary goodnight kiss, and like a person who survived a catastrophe secretly expressing his cherishment.

The author says:

It feels so difficult to express what I think, if you can understand after writing, then I have succeeded.