The boy next door came out

Yanhe, I am Hokuriku

January 2020, 01, severe cold and cloudy

If it is possible

no one wants

The glimmer of life is plundered

In the alley that day.

Yan He whispered in his ear.

"I'll take you away."

"it is good."

Bei Lu didn't even ask where he was taking him.

Anyway, the place where there is Yanhe is his home, no matter where.

He had already sensed Yan He's unusual behavior before.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would choose to abandon everything and wanted to take him to Kyoto with him.

The wound on his back that day was shocking when he opened it. When he lay on the bed at night and helped him apply the medicine, Bei Lu couldn't bear to apply the red and purple scars.

Just looking at it made my heart ache, not to mention that it hit him on the flesh.

He grinned deliberately and said it didn't hurt.

In this living pain is the light he wants to give him.

On the day Grandma Yan He was discharged from the hospital, Yan He excused that the department was busy and did not pick her up.

Xu Lai caught a glimpse of his hiding shadow in the stairwell of the safe passage.

He waited calmly for them to go downstairs and then turned back, blocking his way.

"I know all about it. Why don't you say a word when your father hits you, and I can take a few hits for you." Xu Lai sat with him in the aisle of the stairwell.

Yan He turned his head and despised him, "You are not qualified to be my father's turn."

"Look at you giving breath." Xu Lai pushed him, and he yelled.

"Don't you know how to strike lightly?" He kicked him again, still unrepentant.

"Then what are you going to do now?"

"I'm leaving." Yan He sighed.

"Where to?!" Xu Lai was a little surprised by his choice, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't have a choice.

Hokuriku and his past.

He chose the former without hesitation.

"Kyoto!" Yan He took a deep look at his good buddy, and patted the back of his head heavily.

"You son of a bitch, tell me earlier, I'll be fine if I don't come back at that time."

Xu Laina felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Don't put gold on your face. If you accidentally paste it, it may be shit. You have half a dime to do with me when you come back."

"Okay! This mouth is still not clean."

"They will take care of me a little more in the future, thanks!"

Yan He held his palm tightly and did not let go for a long time.

"understood."

The emotions in Xu Lai's heart were finally brewing, the guy who was going to kick him every day was going to wander.

Yan He took Bei Lu and left before dawn.

The whole alley was silent.

The yard next door was also quiet, and they were all still asleep.

Yan He took Bei Lu's hand and walked in the quiet alley.

The morning dew made him shiver a little.

"Is it the same when you left..." Yan He wanted to say "reluctant".

But I was afraid of saying it would be sad, so I just omitted it.At the moment when he already felt that he had abandoned all of this and set off, he was no longer qualified to turn around and say goodbye.

Say goodbye, or goodbye!

He suddenly understood Hokuriku's feeling of not saying a word at that time.

In such a morning mist, even if a familiar face appeared, he might hesitate.

Hokuriku looked at the dull brilliance covering his handsome features.

He held his hand tightly and said, "It's still too late to go back now."

Yan He suddenly stood still, put his arms around his neck, and kissed him.

In the approaching morning sun, he snatched all the breath from his lips.

Then he let go in satisfaction, with a smile on his face, "Brother! I'm taking you to elope!"

Bei Lu stared at him blankly, and said firmly, "Okay!"

When Chu Yang finally shrouded the entire alley, there was no trace of the two of them.

In the journey of life, they chose another way to continue to move forward.

They are no longer alone either.

Joy from all directions is rushing towards them, and those lives who have been chosen and traded off should be swayed wantonly.

Although there is unspeakable pain behind them, the endless future awaits their caress.

When Ms. Zhao got up in the morning, she found a damp letter in the yard.

On it is Hokuriku's elegant and correct font.

Travel far, don't read!

Holding the cold-wet paper, Ms. Zhao knew that they were far away from them.

She covered her face and wept.

Hokuriku was still reluctant after all.

I don't want any of them to be sad.

He also wants to be selfish, but he can't.

He originally wanted to write a lot of words, without asking for their forgiveness, after all, he abducted their pride.

I just hope they don't resent Yanhe.

But after writing it several times, he found that he was deceiving himself and others. Every word he wrote was full of absurdity to them.

In the end, there were only a few words left.

They chose the fastest way and left Jinling in the shortest time.

Go to Kyoto.

The end of the year is approaching, and there is a festive atmosphere everywhere, and it is another year of happy gatherings.

Along the way, Yanhe was as happy as a child, and Beilu just looked at him quietly.

He's still feeling uneasy lately.

He always keenly sensed that something was wrong.

When they arrived in Kyoto, the two found a hotel next to the school where they went to school in Hokuriku.

When he finally rested, he had the time to read the latest news.

For him who often writes current commentaries, his sensitive heart is suspended again.

Reports have been coming out from time to time since January, about SARS, which has been gradually forgotten by people many years ago, has once again been brought to the table.

This seemingly peaceful world is actually not peaceful at all.

When Yan He got out of the shower, he saw Bei Lu sitting there meditating, and the laptop page was full of recent new viruses.

He wiped his hair and walked over to help him close the computer, leaned against the desk, and raised his chin lightly, "You will never forget your heart of the world wherever you go."

Hokuriku glanced away his fingers, put his arms around his waist, and leaned his cheek against his abdomen.

Gently rubbing against his skin, the thin white and slender hands moved along his waist and back.

His hanging heart wanted to find a place to rest.

Yan He was itchy, he smiled and held his head and said, "Go take a bath first."

But Bei Lu hugged him and pushed him onto the bed without saying a word, even the towel wrapped around his body was torn away.

"Hey! Don't worry!" Yan He smiled and hugged him and fell on the bed.

He had never seen him so proactive, usually he was forced to let go of his emotions.

Hokuriku lay on his chest, listening to the violent heartbeat in his chest.

He said in a deep voice, "It's me this time."

Before Yan He could react, his kisses fell all over his body.

The emotional venting made Yan He tremble with his movements.

It's like a boat bobbing on the sea.

The heat wave made him go up and down, and he couldn't find his way for a while.

Let him ignite fires all over himself, and lead him forward.

Whenever he wanted to speak, he immediately blocked his lips as if he could sense it.

Frantically sucking all the air between his lips and teeth.

Let him not rest for a moment.

Cheerful voices were bouncing from his throat, and he greedily enjoyed this charming moment.

Until the world collapsed before his eyes.

He bit his shoulder and said tremblingly, "woc! It's so cool!"

In the turbulent waves, he felt the beauty of night and day intertwined before his eyes.

At that moment, I just want to sink down together like this, and sing together in the distant world.

Finally calm.

Only then did he calm down, his agitated heart was still immersed in that joy.

Bei Lu buried his head in the hollow of his shoulder, and said slowly, "We'll go back the day after tomorrow."

It seemed that the small depression could bury the uneasiness in his heart.

Yan He held up his face in disbelief, but found that in those slender eyes, the intense emotion had long since faded away, leaving only caressing tears about to fall.

"I picked up the calling card you threw away, and replied to your director's message, telling him to go back the day after tomorrow."

"You!" Yan He wanted to push him away angrily, but he hugged him even tighter.

How many text messages were sent one after another by their director, who were like urging them to die.

It's not that Yan He didn't know that he had already submitted his resignation report before he left.

The black-faced director just refused to approve, and he suppressed him desperately.

Just wait for him to go back and work hard for him.

"I want to stay here with you more selfishly than anyone else."

But Beilu couldn't let him just walk away like this.

"Then you will believe their nonsense." Yan He was very annoyed.

"I don't want you to bear too much." As he spoke, he approached his lips again.

Yan He moved away a little annoyed, but Bei Lu still desperately wanted to pry his lips and teeth open.

He closed it tightly and bit it until he let it go in pain. He took the opportunity to slip in and hooked his tongue to linger.

He probably didn't even want to say anything, he just wanted to continue pestering like this.

But why is it so difficult.

As soon as they left, all the emergency notifications from the health system came down on the back.

Temporarily transfer personnel from the corresponding departments to form a reserve team.

In response to the disease that is still spreading in a small area for the time being, anyone who has experienced SARS knows that once the virus is the same as that time.

It will quickly spread to the whole country and even the whole world. This is an urgent public health security incident.

said their director.

At the critical moment, none of them can be missed!

Yan He knew, so he threw away the calling card naively, if he didn't see it, would he feel less guilty in his heart.

Just like Hokuriku.

He would not let him carry those things for his whole life, so he decided to let him return to the team without authorization.

I want to carry all these countless loads by myself.

No matter how difficult it is, as long as it doesn't weigh on Yanhe's back, he probably thinks he can bear it.

So he told Ms. Zhao, travel far, don't read!

I will bring him back after all.

So he told the black-faced director, received, return the next day!

I will let him return on schedule.

So he said to himself, it's too difficult, there is no choice!

I can only do so.

There is no other choice.

If he wanted to sink into the abyss, he selfishly chose to be alone.

How can there be any quiet years, but someone is carrying the weight for you to move forward.

If it is possible, no one wants the glimmer of their life to be robbed.