ABO diurnal boundary

"Xie Jingchi, do you really want to do this?"

It was still raining outside, the sky was gray, and even the lights in the house were covered with a layer of gray mist.

Xie Jingchi took off his coat and changed into the uniform given to him by the male nurse.In order to be able to play Qin Shen in high school, most of the nurses in this house are male Betas who are slightly taller and stronger than him.

He poured a handful of water on his face. The person in the mirror originally had a fairly passable face. Once the water got on it, all the overly bright colors disappeared, leaving only a pale embarrassment.

Qin Shen frowned, obviously wanting to stop this absurd proposal before leaving.

Xie Jingchi shook off the excess water, buried his face in the towel, "Aren't you still here?"

Through the efforts of the maids, the restaurant was restored to cleanliness again.

The oil-stained carpet needs to be sent to a special cleaning agency, which may be due to psychological effects. Xie Jingchi feels that the newly replaced one does not match the other furnishings in this house at all.

The trendy patterns and old-fashioned and retro decoration are so abrupt that it makes people feel irritated.

In the nonsensical dialogue between the hero and the heroine, the old man is still sitting in the previous position, and the ripples of the water flow are reflected on his sallow skin, which is cold and stiff, like a lifeless dead thing.

He tilted his head to one side, staring blankly at the entrance, quietly waiting for the young man who only existed in his imagination.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be difficult for anyone to connect him with the almost crazy lunatic just now.

"I am back."

When Xie Jingchi walked into the restaurant, the old man narrowed his eyes.His eyesight had deteriorated badly, and he couldn't focus his sight for a long time, as if separated by a layer of fog, he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly.

Seeing the old man, his lips moved, and Xie Jingchi's hanging hand clenched loosely into a fist.

He was ready to be scolded by the old man to get out, but the old man relaxed.

"Just come back." The old man's skinny cheeks twitched a few times.

"Come back... that's good." He mumbled this sentence over and over many times, and his cloudy eyes were full of relief and kindness.

Absurdity and sadness flooded into Xie Jingchi's heart at the same time.He couldn't help turning his head to look at Qin Shen outside, but he was too far away to see Qin Shen's expression no matter what.

He felt that he was a shameful thief and a despicable liar, occupying the position that should belong to Qin Shen, telling such a big lie to an old man.

"Have you eaten yet?" Xie Jingchi started the conversation in such a persuasive manner as the nurse taught him, "Eat."

"Eat, I've eaten." The old man nodded, then shook his head after a while, his expression extremely blank, "No, I didn't eat."

His battered brain didn't remember what he had just done at all, only that he seemed to be waiting for someone to come home.

Taking advantage of the time when the old man was in chaos, Xie Jingchi made a gesture with the maid outside, and she immediately handed him the plate she was carrying.

"I just finished school and haven't eaten yet. Do you want to eat with me?"

The old man stared at the thing in his hand, nodded mechanically, "One, let's eat together."

Xie Jingchi sat opposite the old man with a tray.He clasped his fingers on the edge of the tray until his knuckles were bluish white.

"Noodles at night."

"noodle……"

The old man watched in bewilderment as he brought out the contents of the plate and placed them in front of him, then raised his hand bluntly, and grasped the spoon on the side reflexively.

The previously prepared food became leftovers all over the place. Time was running out, and the chef had no time to make new ones, so he cooked two bowls of noodles with the remaining ingredients, one of which was particularly soft.

"You..." The old man clumsily took a spoonful of the batter but didn't put it into his mouth immediately.

"I'll eat it too." Xie Jingchi picked up a chopstick of noodles and put them into his mouth, "It's not poisonous, no one will harm you."

He had eaten at noon, and he was not hungry at this time, but what the nurse told him was that as long as the old man's attention fell on him, he had to accompany the old man to eat, otherwise he would be regarded as a person who was going to sleep by the sensitive and suspicious old man. The people who poisoned him.

Although he didn't quite understand what he said, but seeing him eat, the old man finally put the spoon into his mouth like a model, and began to eat slowly.

Seeing the old man finish the whole bowl of batter slowly, Xie Jingchi heaved a sigh of relief, put down his chopsticks and went to wipe the corners of the old man's mouth.

The speed of time was infinitely elongated in this weird house, after finishing everything, Xie Jingchi quietly glanced at the clock and found that only half an hour had passed.

He walked away for a while, and the old man's attention fell on him again.

"I'm fine, watch TV?"

The old man followed the direction of his fingers and clapped his hands happily, "TV...Look, TV."

During the ten minutes of watching a whole TV series with the old man, he couldn't help but think that he was going to the limit of his patience after just a short while, so what about Qin Shen, what about the other people in this house?

Alzheimer's disease is an irreversible disease that makes you not the person you used to be.The person who used to get along with them day and night has disappeared forever in the past time and will never come back.

"Do you want to go upstairs and rest?"

Xie Jingchi tried to raise all the issues with the person in front of him, besides eating and the nurse explained other things.

The old man looked at him blankly, as if he didn't understand what he said at all.Xie Jingchi had no choice but to say and gesture, but the old man still didn't quite understand what he meant.

"No, don't." The old man still shook his head stubbornly, "I have to wait...to come back." Halfway through speaking, he looked straight at Xie Jingchi in front of him again, "Come back...I'm back."

If it hadn't happened like that, Xie Jingchi really wanted to call Qin Shen in and tell him that this is the grandson you are waiting for. glance.

"You are not...you are, my grandson..." The old man's cognition became confused, "Grandson, my grandson."

Xie Jingchi felt that he was about to be driven crazy by exhaustion and helplessness.

"Grandpa, I'm back." He almost begged, "Let's go to rest."

It may be that the sound of grandpa had an effect, and the old man finally responded to what he said.

He babbled and repeated what he had said, "Rest, well, rest."

On the way to help the old man out of the restaurant, two other nurses took the opportunity to come over to help, otherwise Xie Jingchi, who is an Omega, would not be able to support the weight of an adult Alpha for a long time.

When passing by where Qin Shen was, Xie Jingchi felt someone touching his head, and it felt very warm, so warm that he would not be able to help leaning over him if it was another occasion.

"I'm fine." Qin Shen paused, "He's a patient, don't think too much, you've already done a good job."

Xie Jingchi's throat seemed to be blocked by something, but the old man insisted that he stay by his side, he couldn't stay with Qin Shen for too long.

"Grandpa, let's go upstairs to rest, and I will accompany you."

Halfway up the stairs, the old man who was finally persuaded to come out stopped again and stared blankly at a certain place.

"My God, it's here again."

The two nurses wailed softly, and it sounded like this wasn't the first time this had happened.

"what happened?"

"It's like this." One of the nurses leaned closer to Xie Jingchi's ear and whispered, "When I see the piano, I can't walk. There's nothing I can do. If I see it, I will make trouble, but if I don't see it, it will be even more troublesome."

There is an expensive Steinway grand piano in the middle of the living room on the second floor, Xie Jingchi looked away, "Grandpa, do you want to listen?"

The old man didn't move, but the desire in his eyes had already betrayed him.

Although he didn't know what exactly he remembered, Xie Jingchi still greeted the two nurses, "I'll try."

After learning what he was going to do for a while, the nurse took the old man to sit on the sofa beside him.

Confirming that the nurse could prevent the old man from suddenly going berserk, Xie Jingchi lifted the cover and hovered his hand over the black and white keys.

There is no score, let alone the general direction of the selection.He tentatively tapped the keys, and the loud and piercing sound immediately filled the room.

It is about knowing that there is a complete set of things to do, the sound of the piano is accurate, and there is no need to re-adjust.He tried to play a simple ballad that didn't require too many complicated techniques, and even then, he played it in a mess at first.

When he was a child, he did learn the classical piano from someone for a long time, but he hadn't touched it for a long time, and he didn't know what else he could play.

The music gradually became smoother, and when he reached a certain overlapping bar, he suddenly changed the tune to another place.

He pursed his lips, his fingers dexterously jumped on the keyboard, and the song that had appeared in his dreams more than once flowed like water.

The damp rain and the gray sky gradually faded, and the world slowly reorganized in a whirl, turning into another scene.

At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is about to set, and in the twilight room, the sunset is like molten red copper, clustering the whole world on the horizon of the night.

Xie Jingchi raised his head, the old memories flooded up like a tide, surrounding him and drowning him.

He returned to his ignorant and ignorant childhood, and someone hugged him from behind, holding his fat and short fingers and jumping on the keys.

He remembered that there was a shallow scar on the back of this person's white porcelain hand, which seemed to be left by accident when he was very young.

"Xiao Chi, do you remember?"

"Remember, Dad."

Jiang Xingyun left him with so few memories that he couldn't even tell which ones he had actually experienced and which ones he had fabricated in his boundless loneliness.

Xie Jingchi's throat was sore, and he pressed the heavy keys harder with his fingers.At the moment when the sound of the piano was about to reach its climax, he stopped playing, and the tidal sound came to an abrupt end.

"Why don't you bounce it?"

Qin Shen, who had been listening for an unknown amount of time, leaned against the door frame, while the rest of the people had disappeared.

Xie Jingchi lowered his head, his fingers were long and thin, the back of his hand was as clean as jade, without any blemish, completely different from that person.

"Can't remember how to play it."

"why?"

"I only remember this little bit."

This short piece of music has accompanied him for most of his childhood and his entire youth.

Less than a month after Jiang Xingyun's death, Fang Rujun brought Xie Xuan into the hall, and then the house on Qiwen Mountain was completely renovated, and all the layouts on the second floor were greatly changed. Jiang Xingyun's previous living room became a closed utility room.

Old photo albums, old pianos, handwritten scores...all things related to Jiang Xingyun were burned. Under Xie Mingyao's strong but effective interference, he rarely thought of Jiang Xingyun's existence.

He didn't even remember what Jiang Xingyun's face looked like, it resembled him somewhat.He didn't understand Jiang Xingyun at all.

"Because the man who taught me is dead."

He closed the piano cover and said softly.