boiled frog

Because Boss Xiao’s cooking skills are beyond the charts, he directly blew up the wok, and he didn’t have time to buy another one. He was gentle and lazy, so when Qi Yang went to cook in the morning, he found that the wok was gone, and he was speechless for a while. Decided to go to the supermarket downstairs and buy one casually.

Anyway, Wen Qing's pots and pans are only used for one breakfast a day.

Wen Qing said that he wanted to go with him, but Qi Yang was about to say that you stay at home well, when he saw that his eyes were full of little stars, so Mother Qi led Wen Zi out again.

When he arrived at the supermarket, Kid Wen pushed a shopping cart in a desperate manner, and was waiting expectantly for Qi's mother's praise. Qi Yang glanced at him and said, "We don't need the cart today, so put it back."

Kid Wen looked at the car in his hand in disappointment, and his expectant smile instantly turned into a face full of grievances.

Qi Yang looked at him, turned his head away, and coughed a few times unnaturally... If you like to push, push it.

Child Wen was immediately happy, and shook Qi Yang's hand and said that Mama Qi is so kind.

Qi Yang said that the pouting Wen Qing's lethality is too great, one expression, one look instantly turn into scum!

Qi Yang held his forehead deeply, decided not to quarrel with this person anymore, went straight to the place where the pot was bought, randomly picked one that looked okay, with the pot in his hand, turned around to find Wen who was still wandering around the snack area. Kid, just pull him to pay.

On the way back, Wen Qing fiddled with the new pot, asking this and that, making Qi Yang one head and two big, and couldn't help asking him.

"Wen Qing, how did you get here in the past [-] years? Online shopping has only emerged in recent years, right?"

Wen Qing was in high spirits, and said casually, "We don't even go to the supermarket."

Wen Qing looked back and forth at the pot again, saw that Qi Yang hadn't said a word for a long time, and smiled at him, "When we were young...we couldn't afford to go to the supermarket."

When they went upstairs, Qi Yang heated the new pot on the fire for a while, then poured boiling water to boil for a while, Wen Qing sat quietly in the dining room outside the kitchen, tilting his head and recalling those things that should have been forgotten but still remained. The past is still fresh in my memory.

"I lived with my mother and younger brother since I was a child, um..." Wen Qing thought for a while, "It seems that I have never had the concept of father since I was born, and my mother never told us about that person, we just watched other people My child has a father, but I don’t have one, but I was sensible at that time, and my mother didn’t ask if she didn’t tell me.”

Qi Yang left the new pot to dry for a while, listened to Wen Qing's flat tone, without saying a word, and casually cracked a few eggs.

Wen Qing's biological father was the young master of a wealthy family at the time, and in today's terms he was the second generation rich, and he was a well-connected lady, while Wen Qing's mother was just a girl from the countryside without a diploma, because she knew two Words, working as a shopping guide in a supermarket, the two of them made a lot of mistakes and made a lot of trouble overnight, how could that man remember that there was such a woman who was no longer innocent.

"My mother used to work as a female worker in a factory. Later, the company closed down before we finished elementary school. My mother didn't do anything except work on the assembly line. That job was done by an acquaintance of my father who saw her alone. It is not easy for the child to let her go through the back door - these things are all told by my mother when I am older - my mother has no job, just working around, leading us to wander around, running out of savings, unable to afford After learning, my mother gave us the things she knew, and we helped to work in various places to earn money. As child labor, I earned less than others, and the three of us could only barely make ends meet.”

Wen Qing lay down on the dining table, tilted her head to look at Qi Yang, "...Mom never took us to supermarkets or shopping malls, she said that those are places where rich people squander and good children can't go."

Qi Yang glanced at him and poured two drops of sesame oil on the eggs in the frying pan.

Wen Qing smiled, her face softened, "I still can't understand my mother's words. She is an old man, she seems to be worried that one day I will go to the supermarket with my brother, and if I go to the mall, I will commit a crime."

Wen Qing likes to eat half-boiled eggs, Qi Yang saw that it was almost ready, so he took the fried eggs out of the pan, sprinkled some green onion on top, and poured a small spoonful of sauce on top.

Qi Yang brought the fried eggs in front of Wen Qing, and said, "Auntie is a good person, she loves you, and I'm afraid you'll have an accident in the supermarket like her."

Wen Qing nodded, shook her head again, and said softly, "She loves us so much that something happened."

Qi Yang paused his hands, then turned to look at Wen Qing.

"Myocardial infarction, overwork, overwork." Wen Qing said calmly, wiped his hands with a napkin, broke an egg with a spoon and drank a small spoonful of egg yolk heart, "En, the heat is just right."

At that time, it was popular to be a stickman at the train station. Wen Qing's mother felt that she was quite strong, so she kept carrying things for others. If she was lucky, she could earn some tips. However, she fell down one time and never got up again.

Qi Yang took out a carton of milk from the refrigerator, turned it around in the microwave, poured a glass for Wen Qing, thought for a while, and poured a glass for himself.

"It's been so many years, I thought I didn't remember it anymore," Wen Qing thanked Qi Yang, took a sip of milk, "but now looking back, it seems like it happened yesterday."

Qi Yang handed him a napkin, and there was a small piece of egg crumbs at the corner of his mouth.

"I even remember her tightly closed eyes and frowning in the hospital—her brows seemed to have never been stretched, as if she was still worried about us."

Qi Yang didn't speak, just looked at Wen Qing.

"She said let me take good care of my brother, so she can save some time - that was the first time she was admitted to the hospital, and she used to sleep casually when she was sick, she said it would be fine, but it was the last time -"

Qi Yang watched as Wen Qing smashed the egg white unconsciously, and the spoon hit the porcelain plate with a bang.

"The two of us...we are both grown up, but we are still ignorant. We go out to do odd jobs every day, and when we are scolded by the boss, we have to come back and complain to her, adding to her knot."

Qi Yang gently put his hand on Wen Qing's hand holding the cup, "Wen Qing, stop talking."

Wen Qing raised his head and waved his hands, "It's okay, I just want to talk about it. After so many years, I didn't even have time to tell my brother about these things. Now I finally found someone who can talk about it. Just let me talk about it."

Wen Qing paused, "Later she passed away, and my brother and I lived together. It was difficult at the beginning, doing everything, but later I got a little smarter, so I did whatever I could to earn money. My brother likes numbers. Things, even though I'm only a junior high school student, I just go to university to take classes, and I can't understand what he said about advanced mathematics."

Wen Qing's eyes were very gentle, looking at the glass of milk with rapt attention, as if he could see his younger brother's face from the slightly undulating ripples.

"He likes those, and he learns them very quickly. After he learned it in college, he went to teach children tutors. I can't do it, and I get confused when I use it. Later, I heard that the money for teaching musical instruments is fast, so I went to the music class in college. .”

Qi Yang smiled, "No way."

"Well, yes," Wen Qing narrowed his eyes and grinned, "There must be musical instruments, and there are few classes in professional courses, and the teachers recognize them."

Wen Qing took a mouthful of the vegetable salad, "That's how I got to know Jingzhou later on. He was a student of the Academy of Fine Arts. After we met, he took me to class. The classmates didn't say anything, and they just said they were friends to the teacher. , it’s just one more person, not one less person, and the teacher didn’t say anything.”

Qi Yang was a little surprised, he didn't expect Wen Qing and Xiao Jingzhou to know each other so early, more than ten years.

"I take classes, basically everything related to music. I think it's very interesting. At that time, I was short of money. After I learned music theory, I went out to harm children." Wen Qing smiled.

Qi Yang took a piece of toast, smeared some peanut butter on it, and handed it to Wen Qing, "Don't just eat what you have, eat something dry."

Wen Qing nodded, took a bite, Qi Yang's peanut butter was always covered in a thin layer but evenly covered, and tasted good.

"We all thought we could live like this forever, and when we come back and grow older, our life will be better, but something happened to my younger brother." Wen Qing's tone was not high, and his tone was as calm as ever.

Qi Yang faintly felt his fingers trembling.

"It was a car accident," Wen Qing opened his lips lightly.

Qi Yang found that his face was a little pale, and he held his hand, his fingers were cold, and the hand holding the cup tightly could see obvious white joints.

"...the owner of the car escaped, but he was still breathing when he was sent to the hospital." Wen Qing closed his eyes, and Qi Yang saw his body shaking for a moment, "...there is no money...the doctor didn't perform the operation , Then the money came, but the people disappeared..."

Qi Yang broke Wen Qing's hands tightly holding the cup, Wen Qing's palms were covered with cold sweat, Qi Yang put his hands together, as if he wanted to warm his trembling cold hands.

"Wen Qing, stop talking, I understand, we..."

"I'm really sorry for them." Wen Qing didn't seem to hear Qi Yang's words, "When my mother and my brother died, I was the only one by the bedside. I watched them die with my own eyes. I didn't work hard. , earn money well, it’s all about not enough money, not enough money..."

"Wen Qing." Qi Yang frowned and stood up.

"You said how could they die so early? I know I was wrong, but they didn't even give me a chance to make up for it. Can't they wait for me to grow up before dying? Can't they wait for me!"

"Wen Qing!"

"Everyone, everyone, everyone is like this! If you die, you will be relieved, and if you die, it will be over. They will feel better after they die, so what should I do? Have they ever thought about me! Everyone, everyone Everyone is like this!"

Qi Yang walked over quickly and hugged Wen Qing, he seemed to be able to catch something in Wen Qing's words, which was fleeting.

"Wen Qing, Wen Qing! Calm down, listen to me..."

"...Say, Qi Yang, what can you say, can you bring your mother back to life, can you bring Xiao Wen back to life, can you bring Ming Jin back to life?!"

When Qi Yang heard the word "Ming Jin", he felt as if his head had been hit, and it hurt.

"...Wen Qing, calm down first, Wen Qing!"

Qi Yang shook Wen Qing's shoulders vigorously, seeing that Wen Qing was about to continue, his brain got hot, he held Wen Qing's head and kissed him.

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, his eyes were wide open, and he pushed Qi Yang twice but did not push him away.

Qi Yang's head became a mess, he only felt that Wen Qing was being kissed, but his heart throbbed like someone was pulling him, he didn't know if he was hurting himself or Wen Qing.

This person's lips were thin and cold, and his mouth was actually dry.

The man's brows were tightly wrinkled, and there was a deep sadness in his eyes.

This man is almost used to life and death.

This person was so harsh on himself that he even took the punishment of death on himself.

But this person... killed Ming Jin.

This is the man... the Ming Jin who forced him to death.

Qi Yang's headache was almost exploding, and his messy thoughts were tangled together. After a while, he let go of Wen Qing, and when he saw Wen Qing's empty gaze, he was on the verge of tears.

"Wen Qing, Wen Qing..." He tried to call his name, but found that his voice was a little unsteady, "Wen Qing...Wen Qing...Look at me, look at me, Wen Qing... "

Wen Qing regained consciousness slightly.

"Wen Qing, listen to me carefully," Qi Yang settled down, "No matter who is gone, no matter whether it is your responsibility or not, we living people have to live well... Don't think about what you have or not, people. To die is to die."

Wen Qing looked at him.

Qi Yang looked at him for two seconds, hugged him gently, let him rest his head on his shoulder, and stroked his hair.

"Wen Qing... I know the timing is not right, but I want to tell you, I like you Wen Qing, I like you.

"The days to come are still very long, and I will spend them with you. I will cook for you every day, and I will ensure that you will grow up white and fat.

"We go out together every morning, I will take you to work, and I will pick you up when I get off work in the afternoon, if you don't like to ride a car and are too lazy to squeeze the subway, then I will take you by bike every day, okay?

"When we earn enough money, we quit our jobs and go traveling, we go to the mountains, we go to the seaside, we go there to rent a villa, and watch the sunrise and sunset on the horizon every day.

"When we are old, unable to walk or go anywhere, we will find a small town to settle down, go out for a walk in the morning, bask in the sun, go shopping together in the morning, and lie in bed at night to recall what we have done now stupid thing.

"Wen Qing, if one day death befalls us, I swear, I will never let you watch me go again, I will stay with you until I can no longer see me or hear me calling you name, I don’t have the strength to hold my hand anymore, I’m always here, I watch you go first, can you be gentle?”