The boy next door came out

Yanhe, I am Hokuriku

On November 2019, 11, the weather was cloudy with light snow

dark night

Can't hide the mist of tears in my eyes

I stop my tired steps

Since Yan He was discharged from the hospital, although he has been a little taciturn, he seems to have basically returned to normal.

It's just that when I'm free, I always like to be alone in a daze.That expression at work is also so smelly that it makes people panic.Those who work with him try to avoid him as much as possible.

Fearing that he might accidentally touch some of his nerves, only Senior Brother Ke followed behind to clean up the mess without complaint.

Even the director didn't just come out and scold him during the morning meeting.

Everyone knew that he had something on his mind, but no one dared to ask him face to face.

He also tried his best to do his job seriously.

When I was picky enough to write the medical record incorrectly, I immediately started to write it from the beginning, and I wouldn't even change it.

The director of the department visited him in the hospital before, and seeing his appearance, he really thought it was because of too much work pressure, so he felt really guilty.

Jinkou opened his mouth, saying that he was granted a week's leave so that he could have a good rest and take care of his body.

Unexpectedly, the bastard smiled, "It's late, why didn't you approve the holiday earlier?"

Earlier, it was Yanhe who wanted to take Hokuriku out to play, and he always asked Hokuriku how is the capital?

Hokuriku always kept silent, he just wanted to take Hokuriku to see the place where he stayed.

See what's so good about the place where he stayed alone for so many years!

But there is no vacation, and there is no chance until now.

He recalled that in the short time with Hokuriku, he was truly happy only in the neighboring city.

At that time, his name was written all over the blue sky, and even the dust was panting under the scorching sun.

But in the past few days, the person he thinks about day and night, seems to be blown away by a gust of wind, and has no life again.

Hokuriku stayed at school these days, spending time in the library even on rest days.

Said it was killing time, but in fact he had nowhere to go, he didn't even dare to go back to his grandfather's house.

He ran away as if in defeat, only poorly trying to find a sheltered place without words.

But even if the pages of the book in front of him kept turning, those familiar words could turn into whispers of Yanhe, and the loud and enthusiastic tones stimulated his eardrums over and over again.

flow through his world.

Hokuriku!Have you secretly liked me for a long time!

Ok…

……

Hokuriku!You see, my heart is all about you!

……

……

The sun was setting outside again, and the night was about to crush his chest again.

He had to suffer alone again, in this cold world.

Xu Lai called him in the middle of the night and said that Yan He was living in the hospital.

Said that he vomited a few more mouthfuls of blood, and then passed away...

Those few words pierced his heart word by word.

He rushed to the hospital in a hurry, and his usual slow pace was like stepping on a wheel.

Along the way, he thought of the tragic situation that Yan He said last time, which made him heartbroken.

Why did he make himself like this again.

He stood at the door of the emergency room, and in the hall not far away, family members who had lost their loved ones were kneeling and crying loudly.

The miserable voice resonated with him, and his long and narrow eyes were full of tears.

Ms. Zhao is hurrying over, her beautiful face is full of vicissitudes.

He turned into the dark stairwell, using the temporary gloom to cover the mist of tears in his eyes.

But the inductive light pierced his disguise untimely.

The sound of Ms. Zhao's high-heeled shoes going away.

Hokuriku felt that his footsteps were also exhausted.

The thick wall he built for himself in his heart was about to bury himself.

He stayed in that deserted corridor until midnight.

But Yan He didn't even have the heart to look at it, he was afraid that with just one glance, the slightest crack that had appeared in the wall of his heart would burst in an instant.

The crying of the family member in the corridor continued until Hokuriku left.

The wailing overlapped with Ms. Zhao's anxiety, shuttled back and forth by his ears.

The dark night sky without a ray of light filled his body and mind again.

At the dinner table in the evening, Grandma Yanhe asked about Hokuriku again.

These days, she swept up the lost sweet-scented osmanthus to make sachets.

When the tree didn't bloom before, Beilu told her to leave some more for him.

Why has it been a long time, and no one has come back.

"Mom! He may have something to do, so don't keep thinking about him." Ms. Zhao glanced at Yanhe, seeing that he had no appetite to eat, so she gave him another bowl of soup, "If you don't want to eat, drink some soup."

Yan He buried his head and did not speak, just gulped down the soup, as if panting could relieve the pain in his heart.

"Didn't you love him the most in the past? What happened recently?" Grandma Yan He's body is not as tough as before as the weather changes.

The eyesight is still the same, always blurry and unable to see clearly, sometimes good and sometimes bad.

She couldn't see Bei Lu, and she was always thinking about it, that child was painful.

"Grandma, I'm full." Yan He didn't want to listen any longer at the dining table, so he desperately stuffed something into his stomach to cope, and went straight into the yard.

Ms. Zhao was also silent, why didn't she feel distressed?

She felt sorry for both of them, but what could she do?

"Yanhe has lost a lot of weight recently." Yanhe's father also felt a little strange recently.

But I was too busy with work, so I didn't bother to ask these questions until he noticed.

Yan He lost a whole circle of weight.

Even Yan Nian always liked to pull her mother to act like a spoiled child, and was always silent, just nestling in his room and drawing.

"Yeah." Ms. Zhao sighed and glanced at his father, "The hospital is too busy."

Even Grandma Yan He couldn't stand such an excuse, "It's not his first day at work."

"Could it be that he quarreled with his girlfriend? They broke up again?" Yan He's father guessed, and blocked people in the room last time.

How long has passed, there is not even a sound, it seems to be cold again.

He shook his head, wondering when will his son be able to have a good relationship with him, the grandson of the house at the end of the alley, who is the same age as him, is in his arms.

"Yeah." When Ms. Zhao heard him talking about his girlfriend, she remembered the time when she blocked Beilu in the house.

Why didn't she find out sooner.

She didn't even see a woman's things inside and out, how could she be so big-hearted.

But even then she didn't dare to think about that.

She couldn't bear to hurt such an outstanding child like Hokuriku.

Hokuriku's lifeless appearance that day has always been in her heart, and she can't get rid of it.

"After a while, let's arrange a blind date for him!" Ms. Zhao continued to follow his words.

Yan Nian slapped his chopsticks on the table, "I'm full too."

Then he went to the yard to look for Yanhe without looking back.

Yan He's father didn't understand why his precious daughter wasn't happy to ask Yan He to go on a blind date.

In the yard, Yan He took a small stool and sat under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

A gust of lonely wind blew by, and a lot of stamens fell. The wind took it for a journey that could not go far, so it could only whisper in its ear.

sorry!

He picked up a twig in his hand and turned it over in the mud, burying the flower stamens in the soil, so that he still had a place to return to.

To save it from always thinking about the wind that ran away alone regardless.

The courtyard next door was pitch black, and the silence made people panic.

"Even if you turn everything upside down, you won't be able to find him." Yan Nian squatted beside him with his mouth pouted.

"Hey!" Yan He glanced at Yan Nian sadly, then continued to dig the soil.

Brother Smelly also squatted aside and looked at him, as if he knew he was in a bad mood, so he didn't always yell at him like he used to.

"Hey!" Yan He hugged his calf and shook, "I seem to have felt that such a day would come a long time ago."

"I know it too. Even if I know it, what can I do? It's not that I don't hesitate."

Yan He said in a low voice, helplessly.

A very long time ago.

Hokuriku just told him.

"I have nothing, and I am not afraid of losing everything I have. It is different from you. You have parents who love you, grandparents, grandparents, and even a lovely Yan Nian. Do you know that if you tell me Together again, what will you lose?"

"How do you know what the result will be if you haven't lost it before?" Yan He has such destructive courage to do anything.

But when things came to an end, Hokuriku didn't even give him the chance to lose.

"Yanhe, think about it clearly. I have no interest in life. I don't match you in any way, even in gender. I don't understand your passion for staying up late to watch football, let alone your interest in stealing shoes. Together, your life will never go back."

"Am I not clear enough? I don't care if the gender is compatible or not. I just care that you are Hokuriku. If I stay up late to watch the football, you stay up with me to read books. Anyway, you can never finish reading your books. Would you like the shoes I robbed?" It’s fine to wear it, anyway, Xu Lai will grab it with me. My original life is quite satisfactory, and I’m tired of it, why don’t I change to a way of life that I like.”

Yes!

Even if he wanted to change to a way of life he liked, he turned his head to look at the yard next door, and looked at the wall he always climbed over.

There are also indelible shoe prints on the wall.

The autumn wind was clear, and this desolate and lonely night scene was unbearable. He thought of all those things together, and couldn't help feeling, "Beilu is Hokuriku. I can't learn his posture of shaking his head and leaving like that. Do you think your brother is me?" Useless!"

Yan He stared at his thin cheeks, the corners of her mouth were bitter and her eyes were dark.

"Xiaomi said that he always sighed in class recently, and occasionally fell into deep thought when he talked about something important, and the pickets all stared at him."

"He deserves it!" Yan He stroked Yan Nian's soft hair, missing Bei Lu's soft hair, which always stabbed his chest at night, making him unable to sleep well.

Thinking of the time when he was hospitalized, he didn't even bother to look at him.

I feel that he is the most heartless one in the world.

But after scolding, he felt a little bit reluctant, so he could only sigh heavily again.

"I don't know if he's doing well alone."

This short period of time made Yan He feel so difficult.