Yun Lian

At noon, Yun Lian finally regained some energy, got up and drank half a bowl of porridge.

Lian Renjun saw that the weather was fine and said he wanted to go out for a stroll.Yun Lian was too lazy to walk around at first, but thinking of turning off business matters like today, he is also idle, so it's okay to go out to relax.

The two first went to eat at a newly opened wonton shop not far from home.Yun Lian hadn't had any appetite all morning, but now he smelled the aroma and was aroused by greed, so he ordered a bowl of small wontons and a bowl of noodles with scallion oil.

Lian Renjun saw that he was enjoying eating noodles, so he couldn't help reminding him, "Why don't you eat some watery ones?"

Yun Lian paused and bit off the noodles in his mouth: "It's okay."

"It's fine, I'm afraid you'll blame me after a while."

At this time, the clerk passed by the table with an empty bowl, and shouted to Lian Renjun with a smile: "Doctor Lian, are you taking your brother for a ride again?"

The latter turned his head and responded: "Yes, let's go for a walk while the weather is good."

When Yun Lian is not at home, Lian Renjun is too lazy to cook, so he often comes here to eat wontons.The clerk in the store knew him well, knowing that he was a doctor and that he had a younger brother at home.

Yun Lian has always been Boss Yun outside, and he felt a little uncomfortable when he was called "so-and-so's younger brother" for the first time.And this "so-and-so" agreed so smoothly, God knows how he usually talks about himself to the guy.

"Boss Zhou from the Xiaodongmen Tannery Factory just asked me about you... how did you know each other? What did you tell him?"

"He came to me to see a few times, and I said I was your brother."

"Don't you dislike being called Second Brother outside?"

"That's someone else, of course it's inappropriate for others to call him that." Lian Renjun raised his head and smiled dotingly, "What's wrong? Am I not your brother?"

Yun Lian was shocked when he heard the words, and the wontons that had just been scooped up fell back into the bowl.

Last night, the other party crazily forced himself to call brother, and repeated the word twenty or thirty times over and over again, so that now he hears brother and brother and feels scared in his heart.I thought that people like Lu Chengzhang who have eccentricities in bed are rare, but now it seems that even Renjun is not normal, and being a brother with him is really unlucky for eight lifetimes.

Thinking of this, he suddenly lost his appetite and continued to eat. He lowered his head and scraped off the scallion oil noodles, leaving four or five small wontons in the bowl.

"Don't eat? Give it to me." Lian Renjun took the bowl, cleaned up the remaining wontons and soup, and glanced at the lard at the bottom of the other bowl, "Scallion oil noodles are not easy to digest. Be careful for a while..."

"I'm fine! Don't be hypocritical!" Yun Lian interrupted him.

"Is there anything wrong with caring about you?"

"What did you do long ago? If you really care about me, you should do less! You only remember to care about me when you're done, and why don't you let me eat?"

"I didn't let you eat, I'll order you another bowl if you want to eat."

"Don't eat!"

After dinner, the two went back home first.Lian Renjun planned to drive to the department store to buy something, and if it was early, he would just drop by the river for a walk.

After shopping, Yun Lian suddenly said: "I want to go back to Baoshan Road, but I haven't been back for a long time, I don't know how the house is.

The old house has been cleaned all the time, but he hasn't been back since the incident with Yu Baoqi.Lian Renjun was very interested in seeing the place where Yun Lian lived when he was a child. He didn't usually have a chance, but when he saw the other party's initiative to mention it, he readily agreed.

After the shelling of Baoshan Road in January last year, half of the houses were destroyed, refurbished, abandoned, and abandoned. It is no longer what it used to be, let alone ten or twenty years ago.But Yun Lian stood in front of the door, looked at the flowers and plants deliberately placed in the yard, and could still find some childhood shadows.

Lian Renjun parked the car on the side of the road and followed him into the house.

The kitchen and living room are fully furnished with everything you need, and the shelves are full of pots and pans, as if someone has lived there for a long time.

"What are you looking at?" Yun Lian turned around from the bedroom and saw Lian Renjun staring at the dishes on the stove.

"Are these the ones you used when you were a child?"

"what happened?"

"It's nothing..." Lian Renjun picked up the top porcelain bowl and gently rubbed the notch on the rim with his thumb, "Sometimes I think, it would be nice if we got to know each other sooner."

"What's the difference between knowing early and knowing late?"

"Get to know each other earlier, maybe we'll be together a long time ago, so we won't waste a lot of time."

"How do you know each other? Didn't you study in Germany in the early years?"

"Oh, it's also..." Lian Renjun was reminiscing about the past, and there were still many beautiful words he hadn't said. He was suddenly told the truth, and he couldn't help but put down the bowl resentfully.

Yun Lian didn't know why the other party was suddenly depressed: "Besides, isn't it always like this when you know me? Now it's better now. In the early years, I might not even be able to eat."

"Isn't it?"

"The family didn't have much money in the first place. After my mother left, I lived alone. I don't know how to do serious work. It's common to be hungry...Even the young master, of course you can't experience this kind of life."

Lian Renjun was at a loss for words, and after a long silence, he suddenly asked, "Have you ever hated your father?"

"Hate what?"

"If he hadn't let your mother down, you wouldn't be orphaned and widowed so hard."

Yun Lian didn't know that Lian Hanlin was not his biological father, but it was no longer necessary to explain the truth to him. Father was just a synonym for him, a shadow without substance.

"My mother never said anything wrong with him, she even smiled when she recalled him, as long as she doesn't hate, I have nothing to hate."

"But after all, it's because of him that you..."

"Don't you wish that they never met and fell in love, and that I was never born into this world from the beginning?"

"That's not what I mean... I hope you grew up in Lian's family and grew up with me."

Yun Lian was stunned for a moment.

"My mother left the Lian family voluntarily, and I was destined not to be born in the Lian family..." Thinking of all the past, his mind suddenly became a little confused, "Actually, our life was not as difficult as you imagined. I don’t have much money, but it’s not enough to go hungry. My mother taught me to read and write when I was very young. If it wasn’t for being recruited into an opera troupe and my mother left early, I would probably be able to go to school like other children.”

"What are you doing in the troupe? Learning to sing?" Lian Renjun suddenly laughed, "I can't imagine you singing!"

Yun Lian rolled his eyes at him blankly: "I was pretty good-looking when I was young."

"I know, I know, you look pretty now too."

"Joining the theater troupe is also my own idea. The man said that he would go with him for free food and accommodation, and he would still have money to pay in the future. At that time, I was only thinking about lightening my mother's burden, so..."

Yun Lian seriously wanted to explain why he joined the theater troupe, but the other party obviously didn't listen to him seriously.

"If you can learn to become a teacher, you may be a famous actor by now!"

"It's a good thing you didn't get to know me earlier. My temper was much worse ten years ago than it is now." He frowned and said angrily, "Who wants to grow up with you? I can't stand you!"

"Hey, why are you talking to your brother?"

"Oh? Then how should I talk to you?"

Yun Lian became even angrier when he mentioned this. Thinking of being forced to call his brother until he lost his voice last night, he wished he could slap him on the forehead with the sole of his shoe.

Lian Renjun saw that the other party had a different expression, and immediately changed the subject: "Oh, I just hope that I can spend more time with you, so that when you recall the past, you will always have me in your mind."

This was said with extreme sincerity, with a serious expression, and even a hint of sadness.Seeing this, Yun Lian was really fooled, put away his anger and tried to comfort him: "Recall what happened in the past and what to do, it's important to live the life in front of you well, anyway... Anyway, we are together every day, we don't see each other when we look up, we spend enough time together too much."

He originally wanted to say that the days to come would be long anyway, but then he thought it might not be that long, and he was a little lost.

But Lian Renjun heard something else from these words.

"You find me annoying?"

"Huh? No."

"I thought you meant by that that you were tired of me."

"You are annoying, but I didn't say you were annoying just now."

"Don't you still think I'm annoying?"

Yun Lian got a little tired from talking, so he turned around and walked to the living room to sit down: "I just thought so in my heart, but I didn't say it out loud, so I can't think about it myself?"

Lian Renjun obviously didn't agree with his idea, but he didn't refute it either, probably because he hadn't thought of something to refute.

"It's really weird. Why did you find Shen Qiuru annoying at the beginning? I think you two are evenly matched, and neither of you loses when it comes to verbosity."

"How do you compare me to him? He is talkative to everyone, and I only pester you. Have you seen me talkative to others?"

"Oh……"

Yun Lian admitted that there was some truth in what he said, except when the two were alone, the other party was indeed not a talkative person.

"Hey, let me tell you..." Lian Renjun was somewhat concerned when he heard him talking about Shen Qiuru, "If Shen Qiuru was interested in you back then, would you have stayed with him?"

"Well..." Yun Lian nodded honestly, "It doesn't matter if he doesn't, I actually don't need him to be interested in me, I just hope he can stay with me."

"Then if I hadn't confessed my feelings to you and kept pestering you, wouldn't you have fallen in love with me?"

"Um……"

"You are very casual, have you never thought about who you want to spend your whole life with?"

"Don't you count?"

"I, I'm not... I mean, if no one is chasing you, you're the one to fall in love with..." Lian Renjun was stunned by this sudden confession, and he began to talk incoherently when he was excited.

Yun Lian didn't react much, as if what he just said was just an objective statement from a third party: "It's fine if no one pursues me. I didn't intend to spend my whole life with anyone."

"Is it okay if you don't talk about love for a lifetime?"

"Love, love, this kind of thing is dispensable to me."

Hearing what he said, Lian Renjun suddenly felt uncomfortable.

More than ten years ago, the young man learned to live alone here and get used to the life without love. After more than ten years, the young man talked about all this to himself, understating it, and his expression remained normal.

If only I could hug him, it would be great if I could hug countless him in the past.

"What about now?" Lian Renjun stood in front of the stool, bent down and gently pressed his shoulder.

"Now?"

"How do you feel when I force you these dispensable things?"

Yun Lian looked up at the man's face close at hand, wondering if it was because of the reflection of light, the eyes blocked by the glasses were flickering.

"It's good to have it..."

"Just fine?"

"Very good..." He raised his hand to take off his glasses, and he hugged Lian Renjun's neck and pulled him towards himself, "Don't take it back after you give it to me, I need it, I need it now."

The author says:

There are two more happy small theaters, and then I have to go back to make up the plot~