The day I fell in love with the great god

The sun was shining brightly, beside the old street, there was the sound of cicadas in the luxuriant sycamore trees.

On the cracked trunk, thin tube-shaped mouthparts pierced the tree body, and under the long fly wings, the belly of the male cicada kept trembling in circles.

Under the shadow of a tree, a light gray Bentley sedan stopped.

As soon as the car came to a stop, the door opened.

Qin Chuan jumped out of the car. He looked around, glanced at the cicadas that kept screaming on the sycamore tree, held the car door, and looked into the car, "This is it!"

It was rare for Qin Chuan to show his big white teeth, and his smile was as bright as the gorgeous sun above his head.

"I miss you so much!" He glanced not far away, and when he saw the courtyard tens of meters away, his amber eyes trembled slightly.

Haven't been here for two years.

In the past, as long as you stood under this tree, you could see grandma weeding in the yard.

Now, the courtyard is still there, the weeds are deep, and grandma... is long gone.

Qin Chuan's smile was slightly suffocated, and his nose suddenly became sour.

"Chuan Chuan..."

Qin Chuan was slightly stunned by a deep and magnetic voice, and when he turned his head, he saw that Yang Shu had already got out of the car.

After closing the car door, Yang Shu patted Qin Chuan on the head, "Good boy, let's go."

Qin Chuan lowered his eyes, and after thinking about it, he nodded slightly.

Just now, after sending Yang Shu's mother back, he learned that he wanted to visit his grandma. Without saying a word, Yang Shu pulled him over and drove to the suburbs of city A.

It is close to the townships of city A, the roads are not easy to walk, and even the cement paved roads are always full of potholes.

But Yang Shu didn't care, and drove over steadily.

He originally wanted to see grandma alone, and then visit grandma's courtyard alone.

Because he knew that he would cry, and maybe he would cry ugly.

He didn't want Yang Shu to see himself like this.

However, after Yang Shu held his hand tightly, he changed his mind.

In fact, on the night when he was taken to N City by Yang Shu's father and locked up in that small bedroom, he thought a lot, a lot.

There is the joy of being with Yang Shu, the joy of wanton indulgence in the game, and the pain of going through that period of high school.

Looking back on so many years, he felt that Yang Shu's father's questioning was not wrong.

He really didn't understand love before.

After all, how can a person who doesn't even love himself know how to love?

He once thought, as long as he tries to forget, as long as no one knows, as long as he doesn't mention it, time will cover up everything and he will feel better in his heart.

But in fact, it's just a temporary relief.

If the wound is not sutured and bandaged, it will only become infected and inflamed until it gets worse.

Either face the wound and suture the wound; or be affected by the pain, and then be destroyed by the pain.

Qin Chuan didn't think that he would be so fragile now, but he was vulnerable and gave up on himself before.

Although at the beginning of college, he looked sunny and lively with max force value, but those were just his most natural-looking masks.

As long as he can't face the past, face grandma, and forgive himself, his heart will continue to be punished, and he will never know what true love is.

Now he wants to understand that true love is responsibility.

Responsibility for life, responsibility for the future, and responsibility for your lover.

Holding Yang Shu's hand tightly, Qin Chuan stepped into the courtyard.

"This is where my grandma and I used to live." He looked at Yang Shu, and continued softly: "In the two years of high school, my grandma and I lived together. Here, I treasure all my memories... Of course, it also contains my All fear."

Yang Shu's hands tightened, his dark eyes stared at Qin Chuan closely, trembling slightly.

Knowing that Yang Shu was worried about him, Qin Chuan tilted his head and smiled lightly at Yang Shu, "Don't worry, I've figured it out." He held Yang Shu's hand tightly, and looked straight at him with amber eyes: " Last year, I have completely figured out what you said to me in the dormitory. Thank you, Dad Shu. Thank you for breaking into my life. "

"Chuan Chuan..." With a big bracelet on Qin Chuan's back, Yang Shu lowered his head and gently pressed Qin Chuan against the courtyard wall.

Putting one hand on the side of Qin Chuan's head, Yang Shu lowered his eyes, and then leaned closer with his whole body.

Qin Chuan suffocated for breath, and was surrounded by Yang Shu in his arms.Even his sight was firmly blocked by Yang Shu.

Yang Shu's face suddenly approached, and his warm breath carried the smell of Yang Shu's body.

The tips of their noses touch each other until their lips touch each other.

This kiss was very shallow, so shallow that as soon as their lips touched, they separated.

A light breeze blew in from outside the courtyard, and the emerald green grass blades swayed with the wind at the feet of the two of them.

Yang Shu hugged Qin Chuan tightly, his dark eyes reflected Qin Chuan's face.

"I want to thank you too, Chuanchuan, thank you for letting me break into your life."

The voice was like a breeze, blowing Qin Chuan's heart.

"Papa Shu..." Qin Chuan slowly raised his head as he clasped his hands on Yang Shu's back.

The light-colored lips pressed together again. This time, the two embraced and kissed for a long time.

Qin Chuan remembered that grandma once said:

——In the future, if Chuanchuan has someone he likes, he must bring it to grandma for a look.Chuanchuan, don't be fooled by superficial appearance like your father.As for people, the most important thing is the heart.But in this world, sincerity is the rarest and most easily damaged.So, Chuanchuan must remember to protect his heart, and when he meets the right person, remember to take it out and exchange it...

Now, grandma, are you there? He brought his favorite person in front of you, did you see it?

Tears slipped from the corners of Qin Chuan's eyes, and then fell onto the blades of grass at his feet.

The emerald green grass blades are slightly bent by tiny teardrops.Under the sunlight, the crystal teardrops, reflecting the starlight, slid from the tip of the grass blade into the soil under the breeze.

The rustling of grass and trees sounded.

This is the sound of the wind, but also grandma, the response from heaven.