Luggage Syndrome

The little white cat in the nest hid under the sofa cowardly for a long time. Hearing that Li He and Liang Yicheng had a happy conversation, and had no intention of hurting it, it carefully stuck out half of its head and observed her vigilantly.

"Ah, this is Xiaofu's kitten? It's so cute! Meow meow, come here—"

The little white cat was so proud that it ignored Li He's warm greeting, but it was no longer afraid of her, and got out from under the sofa, shaking its head vigorously.

Liang Yicheng saw that the silly cat had been shaking for a long time, and there was still a big cloud of dust on its back. He sighed, picked up the cat, carefully removed the dust from its body, and pamperingly rubbed the top of its head with the tip of his nose, saying: :

"Stupid cat, get under the sofa again and your father will drag you to take a bath when he comes back."

The little white cat replied half-understood: "Meow."

Li He chuckled, and Liang Yicheng realized that there were outsiders there, and his face turned red.

"Auntie, I—"

"It's okay, I also like talking to myself."

Li He looked at him lovingly, but a little loneliness was inadvertently revealed in his eyes.

Much like Fu Lang.

Do people who have lost their loved ones look like this?

A heart is clearly fiery and sincere, but it is alive and frozen in the unfortunate past.

"Auntie, do you want to hug it?"

"Can I hug?"

"It's very well behaved and won't bite."

The little white cat noticed that his body was suddenly flying into the air, and howled in horror:

"Meow-"

Li He raised his hand slightly, but hesitated, and Liang Yicheng put it on her lap instead of taking the little white cat.

Li He is thin and thin, but the little white cat is not small anymore. Its four paws are a bit awkward, and it is arched and awkwardly stepping on Li He's legs. It looks precarious. She has no choice but to reach out and hold it firmly in her arms. .

The little white cat was very disturbed at first, but Liang Yicheng squatted beside him, brushing its fur and comforting it softly. It gradually calmed down, raised its head, and stared curiously at Li He with watery sky blue eyes. .

"Its eyes are beautiful, like sapphires. What's its name?"

"Uh, it's called White Wolf."

"puff."

Even though he knew that anyone would laugh when they heard such a tall and mighty name on such a little white cat, Liang Yicheng was ashamed for Fu Lang and clarified:

"It's Lang—uh, Brother Fu named it!"

Li He smiled, lovingly stroking the little white cat's head.

The little white cat was being served by two people, and he narrowed his eyes comfortably.

Liang Yicheng squatted with the little white cat for a long time, his legs and feet were numb, and finally he couldn't hold it anymore, so he stood up slowly.

As soon as he stood up, the little white cat jumped off Li He's lap, stretched greatly, and got into the small nest on the cat climbing frame.

Li He's eyes were gentle, and he said softly, "I'm really bothering you today. When will Xiaofu get off work?"

"Today is the weekend, so there should be no need to work overtime. It should be off work now. But it will take more than half an hour to drive back from the hospital."

"It's so far away?" Li He looked surprised, "Then why doesn't he live near the hospital?"

Liang Yicheng was stunned.

It's not that he was unaware of this problem, but after being together, he wished to be as close as possible to Fu Lang. If Fu Lang moved near the hospital, it would be far away from his school.

However, Fu Lang had lived here for a long time before they met.

He racked his brains and guessed, "Maybe it's because the rent in this area is cheap. After all, it's quite convenient to take the expressway to the hospital."

Li He looked at the spacious house thoughtfully.

"Does he live alone? Is this a rented house?"

"Uh, yes..."

"Then why not rent a smaller house near the hospital, it should be cheaper and save time and effort."

Liang Yicheng was speechless.

Indeed, the home was too large for a single male.

Two bedrooms, one living room and two bathrooms. The living room is spacious. Besides the bedroom, there is also a study.

For someone like Fu Lang who doesn't have much chance to stay at home, is it really necessary to rent a two-bedroom house?

After spending a long time with Liang Yicheng, Li He had already let go of his initial restraint, got up and walked to the bay window, and raised the curtain that was half pulled down by the cat.

The warm sunset instantly illuminates the whole house.

"The scenery here is very similar to ours."

The night was dark.

The little white cat curled up in the cat's nest and licking its fur suddenly pricked up its ears, jumped down to the ground, ran to the entrance, and howled towards the door.

"Meow meow--"

Seeing this, Liang Yicheng also stood up: "Brother Fu must be back."

The door opened, and Fu Lang came in carrying a large plastic bag. He caught a glimpse of the shoes on the ground and was stunned.

"Meow meow meow--!"

The little white cat happily circled around Fu Lang with its tail upright.

"Brother Lang, Aunt Li is here—hey, why is my phone here? Brother Lang, you called me? I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention..."

"fine."

Seeing Liang Yicheng, Fu Lang slowly loosened his frown.He put down the key, picked up the little white cat who was excitedly pulling the plastic bag, and stuffed it into Liang Yicheng's arms. His eyes met Li He who was slowly walking out of the corridor.

"Aunt Li, long time no see."

"Xiao Fu, long time no see. How are you?"

Fu Lang sat on the sofa in the middle, seeing the white porcelain tea set spread out on the small table, his expression became softer.

He discarded the cool tea leaves in the gaiwan, replaced them with new tea, poured hot water into Li He's teacup, and his movements were done in one go, neatly.

The tea brewed by Fu Lang has no tea leaves mixed in the cup, and the color is clear and crystal clear.

Li He sighed, "Good tea."

She drank the tea slowly, put down the white porcelain cup, and cleared her throat.

"Xiao Fu, I'm here this time, I just have a request..."

As Li He spoke, he caught a glimpse of Liang Yicheng sitting on the sofa next to him, and suddenly hesitated.

Liang Yicheng stood up wisely and said, "You guys talk, I'll go out and buy some food."

"I bought it."

Fu Lang pulled him back with one hand, and forced him to sit beside him:

"Auntie, just tell me, I will help if I can. Yi Cheng is... not an outsider."

Li He heaved a sigh of relief, nodded, but didn't speak. He picked up his big backpack and handed it to Fu Lang.

Fu Lang took it in doubt, opened it and glanced at it, then froze.

Liang Yicheng leaned over his head quietly and was also stunned.

Nuo Da's backpack was actually full of banknotes!

"Auntie, you are..."

"Auntie is here this time to ask you to take back your money."

Fu Lang was stunned for a moment, and as soon as his lips moved, Li He waved his hand and said, "Auntie already knows."

"Since Wenxuan's father fell ill five years ago, two anonymous funds have been deposited into my account every month."

"One of them has been very stable, except that it was cut off for two months four years ago, and then recovered."

"In the past, I always thought that the money came from the same person. For five years, I couldn't figure out who supported our family through the most difficult time. This year, I tried my best to find out that the money came from Two people."

"One of them is you, Xiaofu."

"Looking back now, four years ago, in terms of time, it happened to be when your father had an accident."

"I heard from your mother that you suffered a lot to repay your father's debt, and it took a few years to pay it off with great difficulty. When your family was in such a difficult time, you still thought about your aunt. ..."

Li He's voice was choked up, "Everyone said it was a great kindness without saying thanks, but Auntie still wanted to say something—"

"Thank you, Xiao Fu."

Li He wiped the corners of his eyes, and said:

"The money in it is what you gave your aunt all these years. Now that your uncle has recovered from his illness, we have the ability to take care of ourselves."

"When I was young, I always wanted to make a little more money, ignoring many important things."

"After so much experience, I realized that the people around me are the most important."

Fu Lang quietly zipped up the backpack and put it back on the table in front of Li He.

"Auntie, you have had a hard time these past few years, this—"

"Little Fu," Li He interrupted him, "No one has it easy, you are even more difficult than me."

Liang Yicheng noticed that Fu Lang's hands on his lap were tightly clenched into fists, and he quietly rubbed his knee against his thigh.

Fu Lang moved, loosened his clenched fist, and calmly held Liang Yicheng's hand hanging by his side.

Li He looked soft and said softly:

"There are a few words that I have held back for nine years, and today I finally have the opportunity to say to you personally—"

"Please stop blaming yourself for Wenxuan's affairs, it's not your fault."

The hand held by Fu Lang was suddenly squeezed tightly, and there were bursts of severe pain.

Liang Yicheng frowned, but when he turned his head, he saw Fu Lang hanging his head, his eyes were closed and trembling, and the blood had faded from his tight lips.

"Thank you for being with Wenxuan until the end. Thank you for not letting that child leave alone. Thank you, Xiaofu."

Li He's words made the bridge of Liang Yicheng's nose feel sore, and Fu Lang's hand that was holding him tightly trembled, but he let go of his strength, and the moment he was about to retract it, he held it tightly with his backhand.

"I'm sorry, it's all our fault for making you suffer so many things that you shouldn't have to bear."

Li He stood up and put the heavy backpack on the floor beside Fu Lang.

"Now, you can put us all down."

Fu Lang trembled violently, buried his head even lower, his whole body was tense, and he even stopped breathing.

Liang Yicheng still saw the tears sliding down the side of his face.

He curled his thumb and stroked Fu Lang's knuckles.

Li He straightened up slowly, breathed a sigh of relief, walked slowly to the window, and stared out of the window that resembled his hometown.

Liang Yicheng stared at his lover who was crying silently, raised his hand, gently touched Fu Lang's face, and gently wiped away the wet tears for him.

Fu Lang opened his eyes in shock, and saw clearly that it was Liang Yicheng, he let go of the breath he was holding, but tears welled up suddenly.

Liang Yicheng patiently erased them one by one for him.

I don't know if it was done on purpose, Li He stood by the window for a long time, until Fu Lang gradually calmed down, and then slowly walked back to the sofa.

"Xiaofu, thank you very much. Auntie and uncle will have a good life, and we and Wenxuan hope that you will also be well. If you don't take back the money, your uncle and I will see each other in a hundred years. Wen Xuan, he will definitely blame us for making his good brothers suffer."

She picked up the big eco-bag that was left in the corner, put it on the table, and said, "Auntie also brought you some special products from my hometown. After leaving home for a long time, you will miss the taste of home."

Seeing that Fu Lang was still in a daze, Liang Yicheng quickly stood up and thanked him.

Li He looked lovingly at Fu Lang, who was bowing his head and said nothing, and said softly:

"Xiao Fu, do you know? Your mother is like you in her hometown. She lives alone, but rents a big house."

"She has also kept a room for you, waiting for you to go back."

"As parents, when we are young and energetic, it is inevitable that we will hope that our children will become successful, and we will put our expectations on our children, and finally make our children feel that they have to meet these expectations."

"Actually, those are not important."

"The important thing is that you can be safe and happy."

The author says:

After reading the reaction in the previous chapter, I can’t help but say a few words about Lang Ge, who needs everyone’s patience and careful consideration.

Because he is really boring and has a lot of thoughts, he will not take the initiative to express it.

He needs a push or a beating ヾ(?ω?.)