floating in the distance

I don't know how long it has been like this.

As usual every day, Mr. A Piao squatted on the shoe cabinet at the door, waiting for Fang Yuan to come back, and then played scary games with him.

Fang Yuan opened the door, and Mr. A Piao immediately appeared in front of Fang Yuan in a very strange state.

Fang Yuan didn't yell as usual.

Mr. A Piao raised his hair to look at him, and found that his face was sickly pale.

Fang Yuan looked at him, stepped forward and hugged Ah Piao in his arms lightly, just like the little boy and his shadow hero in the book.

"I'm too tired today, I'm afraid I can't play with you."

Mr. A Piao looked at him and pressed his face to his, full of worry.

The embrace was loosened, and Fang Yuan fell to the ground.

"Fang Yuan!" Mr. A Piao shouted nervously.

"Don't be afraid, I just want to take another look at you." Fang Yuan's eyes began to lose focus, but a gentle and satisfied smile slowly appeared on his lips.

Fang Yuan slowly closed his eyes, his chest still heaving violently.

"Help! Someone! Ambulance! Ambulance!" Mr. A Piao was in such a panic that he was overwhelmed with great sadness, wanting to disperse him.

Ah Piao shouted outside the door, stopped a passing resident and begged him to call the police loudly, but the resident couldn't hear anything, and walked straight past Mr. A Piao's figure blocking him while talking on the phone.

Ah Piao didn't dare to give up, shouted hoarsely, tried his best to appear, but no one heard him or saw him.

He's just, someone who doesn't exist.

He never wished so much that he could be alone at one moment, so at least he could fight for the last chance of life for Fang Yuan.

The disciples only hope that the loved ones around them can live a peaceful and happy life.

He suddenly remembered the wish he had made in front of the Buddha at that time.

Mr. A Piao stood by Fang Yuan's side, watching him slowly lose his breath, and his body gradually became cold.

It looks very peaceful.

Ah Piao was extremely tired, lying on his chest, it was icy cold.

Ah Piao's figure began to fade, and at this moment, the missing memory hit him like a flood.

Mr. A Piao is not called A Piao, but Gan Jun.

Born in a well-to-do family, his parents are serious businessmen, and he has a cute younger brother named Gan Lang.

I grew up like all ordinary people, and then I was admitted to a well-known art academy to study fine arts.

He began to draw pictures and publish books one after another, using the pseudonym Licorice.

Then I met my best other half in the best years and months.

Fang Yuan is from the Department of Design. The two met through friends and admired each other.

The secret of happiness is probably that the person I like also happens to like me.

Gan Jun took Fang Yuan's hand, changed his pseudonym to Licorice of Watching the Distance, and told him that he would hold his hand until death.

After graduation, Gan Jun got his wish and became an illustrator, while Fang Yuan became a wedding planner.

The days are plain and beautiful, with daily necessities, rice, oil and salt, and the two artists live the happiness of a paradise in the secular fireworks.From time to time, the two went out to enjoy the wind, kissed on the top of the mountain, held hands in the ancient city, and went boating on the blue waves.

Over the past ten years or so, tiny wrinkles crept up the corners of their eyes.

They are all in their thirties.

Gan Jun has his own studio, and Fang Yuan has become the director of marriage planning.

The two earn more and more money, but spend less and less time together.

Gan Jun lay on Fang Yuan's lap: "I started to envy a little bit when we just graduated, we had to split a dollar into two pieces, and worried every day that we couldn't find a job and didn't have enough money to spend, but we were together every day at that time .”

At that time, Fang Yuan had just finished a one-month business trip, and his work required him to fly to different places and countries to plan weddings according to the requirements of customers. As a wedding planner, he had to personally follow every link, and as his position rose , More and more customers appointed him, and the requirements became more and more tricky, often without sleep.

Fang Yuan kissed him and apologized softly.

Gan Jun shook his head vigorously and hugged him tightly.