Seasonal season

The sweet voice of the stewardess came, asking him what drink he wanted.Yu Hang shook his head, and continued to stare at the creamy clouds outside the porthole.

When he took down his small carry-on bag, the hand that unzipped it hesitated for a moment.There was a letter in the side bag, which was said to be a letter, but in fact, Lao Song took his son's essay, copied a few copies, put it in an envelope and gave it to him.

A few days before going abroad, Yu Hang met Lao Song.That night, after a meeting with some friends, when the taxi passed by the cotton spinning factory complex, Yu Hang's slightly drunk consciousness suddenly shook, and he asked the driver to stop.

The evening breeze was gentle, he stood at the fork in the path, walked a few steps in, and backed out again.When he reached the intersection and was about to hail a taxi to go home, he heard Lao Song calling him from behind.

Lao Song is not a good talker, the two just walked along the sidewalk outside and chatted for a while.

Yu Hang always thought it was because he disagreed, so when he stopped him and said he wanted to talk, he thought it was to persuade him not to come again.

"My Wenxi didn't say anything to you?"

Yu Hang was stunned for a moment, and interpreted his meaning as: It's over, why are you still wandering around here?

He shook his head.

"Uncle is not too old. I really don't understand the life of young people nowadays. I just want to ask you, is your love for Wenxi out of sincerity or just a moment of confusion?"

Yu Hang walked a few steps depressed, lowered his head and said, "He knows what about me." He let out a sigh of relief, "But uncle, don't worry, I'm leaving here soon."

Lao Song stopped in surprise: "Where are you going?"

"Japan." Yu Hang pressed his toes against a raised square brick, "Maybe, I won't be back in a few years."

Old Song let out a cry.

"Does Wenxi know?"

Yu Hang curled his lips: "Don't you all hope that we don't have any contact, don't you know what's the matter? My mobile phone number is going to be canceled soon, maybe, I won't contact you again..."

Lao Song was silent for a long while, and said: "Wenxi has been very careful since he was a child. It may be because of me. He is always not brave enough. Uncle never said that he would oppose it. He only felt that the world was dangerous. Only then let him think clearly. After thinking clearly, he can choose according to his own wishes."

Yu Hang stepped on that brick again: "He thought it over clearly, so he told me not to come again."

Lao Song remembered what he found when he was cleaning Wenxi's room during the day, and seeing the young man's attitude of wanting to leave, he couldn't help asking: "Do you really think he's thought it through?"

"Otherwise? He keeps saying that he needs to consider his uncle's feelings. You have said that today, but he is still like this. What else can you say?"

Old Song asked softly: "So, your mother won't have a different opinion?"

Yu Hang raised his head: "It's too late to say anything now, and I understand. Uncle, I'm leaving first."

Lao Song hesitated for a moment, and asked him when he would go to Japan. Yu Hang only said the plane in the morning the day after tomorrow.Seeing Yu Hang quickly stop a taxi, he chased after him and said, "Yu Hang, believe what Uncle said, can you come here tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, eight o'clock, and still here?"

Yu Hang didn't understand what he meant, but this person once made him feel the warmth of home, even if it ended, he was not an enemy.After thinking about it for a while, I don't have time tomorrow night, maybe the day after tomorrow.

Old Song nodded.the day after tomorrow?Although nothing can be redeemed, at least it can relieve the depression in the child's heart.

Yu Hang never thought that what Lao Song wanted to give him was an envelope.The brown-yellow envelope, with the name of the unit printed on it, was a bit bulging but light, making Yu Hang quickly convinced that it was not a red envelope for travel or the like.

Just wondering, Lao Song said mysteriously, I secretly copied it while he was not paying attention.

"This is Wenxi's occasional essay. I found it when I was cleaning up the room. You don't have to stare at me like this, and I don't usually do it. A father understands children's thoughts best. These days, he often looks out of the window In a daze, not as talkative as before. Anyway, I don’t want him to keep his melancholy in his heart. Judging from your tone, it seems that you have some complaints against him, so I thought of doing this. You can go back and read this letter. It’s okay to watch, but don’t stop watching. I don’t want you to look back, I just want to open up each other’s knots. Even if you don’t meet in the future, you will have your own lives in the future, and resolve the current entanglement calmly , it will be good for the future, don't you think?"

Yu Hang was originally curious that Wenxi and Wenya were so eloquent, why his father closed his mouth tightly like a frightened shell, but now he realized that Lao Song was very eloquent, but he just didn't speak.

Yu Hang bid him farewell like this. After returning home, he once wanted to open it to take a look, but just about to tear open the thin envelope with his fingers, he stopped again.He was afraid that after reading it, he would suddenly regret it.Since Wenxi didn't encounter resistance from his father, why is he still so determined?At the same time, I remembered that Wu Bizhi said that if he didn't agree, he would go to the magazine office... So I just touched the envelope and stuffed it into my carry-on luggage.

Now, he is at an altitude of nearly [-] meters above the ground, and it is impossible for him to jump even if he regrets it.Moreover, Wenxi didn't come to see off the plane, so it's not certain if it's cruel and decisive.

When the envelope was torn open, a sharp mark was torn on his heart.

Inside were three sheets of paper with slightly scribbled handwriting:

he's gone.

I don't know when he left. When I woke up, I saw the leaves outside the window dripping with last night's rain. The leaves reflected the pale dawn, which hurt my eyes.

It rained all night and dreamed all night.I didn't dare to turn on the light, I just stared at the man in the dark.Once, I also looked at him like this several times.He likes to express his heart in this way, as if he knows that I will also pay attention to him from a certain angle.

In fact, I was looking at him too.

It used to be in the car, whether he was napping or playing games in the car, I don't know.But this time, he stood in the rain.Standing under the stone porch, the vines have not yet grown leaves, and even if they grow, they are not enough to block the wind and rain.He is a bit silly.When I used to say he was stupid, he always refuted plausibly.But now it's raining so hard, the clothes are dripping, and I'm still looking here.What is it if you don't say you are stupid?

You stand there, I can only stand.If the two of us were in a TV series, these two frames could just be arranged vertically, and then the light would turn white, the picture would freeze, and the cast would appear.If you want to know what's going on, let's listen to the next chapter.

But we were not acting. We watched each other like this for a long time. The audience waiting for the show couldn't afford to wait, because for an hour or two, it was in this stalemate and meaningless state.You go in and out of the porch, feel the chill of the wind and rain, don't you?Just came out of the hospital, and tormenting yourself like this, do you want me to die to be happy?

I want to rush downstairs and tell you, in fact, that's not my intention, I don't want you to do this, even if I get myself drenched in the rain all night, I don't want you to stand there.However, if I go down, you will change your mind and make me undecided.

Your mother said that when you were a child you had enough of being alone, that's why you wanted to be close to me.Said that the reason why you treat me like this is not out of true feelings, but because you need a playmate.He misunderstood his feelings.My experience in love is very poor, only that failure experience, but I am also an adult, and what I have read and felt from the book can still be used to analyze your behavior.After all, whether fictional or not, the emotions in novels are always the condensed and refined experiences of people, and there is always something for reference.

I want to say that if it was just a moment of enthusiasm, you wouldn't be like this, and I wouldn't stand behind the window with you, and wouldn't be tortured because of having to tell you those heartless words.I've always come across as cold, not because I'm so self-righteous, but because I'm afraid of being criticized.Maybe, many times, it feels the same to you.

You often said, how did you reveal it, but I still remained unmoved.I've had this disguise with me for 21 years, and it's kind of hard to take it off.The truth is, it's likely that I was the first to fall in love with you when you still regarded me as a friend.Every time you approach, I have a reaction, including the floating of your breath, I can clearly feel it, and my face heats up and my heart beats accordingly.If you heard me say this, you might shrink back in surprise, thinking that I am possessed by someone's soul, right?Ahem, this is actually me, the real me.Because with you, I found myself.But I don't want you to lose yourself, so I choose to give up.

It's dawn, and it's time to wake up from the dream.Speaking of dreams, if you still knew that I had dreamed about you, wouldn't you be so triumphant that you would look up to the sky and laugh wildly?I didn't know why it happened at the time, but now that I think about it, it must have been the first love at that time, right?Putting aside our own emotions and thinking about it calmly, we finally think that it is better to separate, and it is better to keep good memories for each of us in the years to come.

I am not really afraid of gossip, but I am afraid that if you are with me, it will affect many aspects. I remember you once said that you are willing to give up dancing for me, but what I think is, if you get a lot of things because of me, I I am willing; but if I lose a lot of things for me, I don't want to see it.I hope you can be happy and make up for those unhappy times before.With me, you may feel a brief moment of peace, which is enough for me.

I am holding the pen at the moment, looking at you in the rain from time to time, really, do you understand me?To understand my decision is to create a new path for yourself.If many years later, you are married and have a happy family, I will silently bless you.Maybe, maybe I will get married.In this way, in the future life, isn't it good to keep a small piece of happiness for the past?

So, please, go back!Because of you, my heart is restless.If we really have a heart-to-heart connection, what I write now can be regarded as my dialogue with the rain.If you hear my heart, go back quickly.Don't be like a child, I'm sleepy bro.

You are one month older than me, however, you are considered an older brother.A few hours count, so you're in good standing.You used to force me and I refused to call, but now I call you, brother, brother, go back quickly, please!I'm sleepy……

Yu Hang looked back, a sour feeling spread from his heart.The man next door was biting open a bag of snacks with his teeth, and there were clouds as white as snow outside.For a moment, he was a little dizzy.The plane has entered the sky over the Sea of ​​Japan.According to the agreement with his mother, he cannot go back for three years.However, compared to the apprehension before boarding the plane, he feels relieved now.At least, Wenxi is not like what he thought. The reason why he is reluctant to part is not because he is passionate, but because another person is also involving him with affection.

He thought of Lao Song's simple and honest face, and thanked this man.Although there are regrets, at least, let him set foot on another country safely.