Grandma, I want to talk to you about life

On the early morning of New Year's Eve, Wang Xiaoming was still asleep when someone gnawed him awake. He opened his eyes in a daze while half asleep and half awake, and saw Yu Fengjing's face pressed against his. Gentle and lingering.

Seeing Wang Xiaoming wake up, Yu Fengjing raised his head, smiled lightly and stretched out his hand to pull Wang Xiaoming up.

"...Why is it so early?" Wang Xiaoming raised his head and leaned closer to Yu Fengjing's mouth, with sleepy eyes still in his eyes.

"Today is New Year's Eve, have you forgotten?" Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows, "I'm going to grandma's for a reunion dinner at noon later."

Wang Xiaoming's drowsy head finally became clearer. He got up and took the thermal underwear that Yu Fengjing handed over and put it on. When he saw the long johns that Yu Fengjing was about to hand over, he immediately looked disgusted: "I don't wear long johns. .”

"Long johns to keep warm," Yu Fengjing couldn't refuse, grabbed Wang Xiaoming's two calves and was about to put them on, "Did you forget that you just had a cold not long ago?"

"But this color is so ugly." Wang Xiaoming struggled a bit, but still reluctantly put on the long johns, "Big red or something... This year is not my birth year."

"Didn't you like to wear long johns before?" Yu Fengjing laughed, "Why don't you like wearing long johns now?"

Wang Xiaoming sighed and said: "Because I was not at this age before, I didn't feel anything wrong when I wore it, but now I'm old..."

"How old are you?" Yu Fengjing chuckled, and stretched out his hand to push away Wang Xiaoming's bangs that were covering his eyes, "Your hair is a bit long, let's cut it in two days."

"I'm almost forty, and I'm still not old. Children around my age are going to college soon," Wang Xiaoming said a little depressed. Although he didn't want to admit that he was old, compared with the people in front of him, he was indeed not old. young.He is already 37, but Yu Fengjing is only 28, he is in his prime... "But don't they all say that uncle will die with a haircut in the first month? It's unlucky..."

"Those are all superstitions." Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly.Wang Xiaoming looked at him, lost in thought for a while, Yu Fengjing was handsome before, but now he is getting older, he looks more interesting, every gesture has the charm of a mature man...

"It's better to believe what you have than to believe what you don't have." Wang Xiaoming felt a little stuffy when he thought that there must be other people looking at Yu Fengjing with his current eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense," Yu Fengjing smiled lightly and pinched the tip of Wang Xiaoming's nose, "How old are you?"

"Hmph, I looked in the mirror yesterday, and I had gray hair," Wang Xiaoming said grumblingly, "I pulled it out, and I didn't dare to let you see it, for fear that you might think I'm old."

"It's probably because you stayed up late these days to catch up on the manuscript, and I told you not to work so hard. It's not that I can't afford you." Yu Fengjing frowned, and pulled up the hair next to Wang Xiaoming's ear with some distress, "Go and cut it." Keep it short, keep your hair covering your eyes, it's not good for your eyes..."

"Uncle cut his hair and died in the first month..." Wang Xiaoming struggled a bit.

"Those are all superstitions, not to mention..." Yu Fengjing suddenly smiled, "Do you have an uncle?"

Wang Xiaoming was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "That's right... I don't even have an uncle."

"You don't have an uncle at all, why scare yourself?" Yu Fengjing smiled and carried Wang Xiaoming into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.

There are two identical mouthwash cups and two identical toothbrushes on the sink in the bathroom, and there are also two identical bath towels hanging on the towel rack beside it... Not only that, but among the spare items in the cabinet, there are several Set of identical supplies.

Wang Xiaoming habitually took the toothpaste that Yu Fengjing had squeezed for him, and while brushing his teeth, he looked at himself in the mirror. After looking at himself for a while, he asked Yu Fengjing, "Do you think I have changed?"

"No." Yu Fengjing said calmly while brushing his teeth.

"But look at me, I look listless..." Wang Xiaoming said depressedly with his toothbrush in his mouth.

"Is that because you stayed up late these two days?" Yu Fengjing brushed his teeth and said calmly, "Thick dark circles under the eyelids."

"But I think I'm old," Wang Xiaoming said with a long sigh, "I always feel that my energy is not as good as before, and my waist is always sore and my legs are weak..."

Yu Fengjing snorted and laughed. After brushing his teeth, he turned around and pinched Wang Xiaoming's chin to make him turn his face away: "Are you acting like a baby with me? Didn't you just do it a few more times last night?" He raised his eyebrows laughed.

Wang Xiaoming's face was a little reddened by Yu Fengjing's words, he groaned, and said nonchalantly: "But I have also worked overtime these two days, coding and writing is also physical work...you did it over and over again for so long yesterday, I My legs are almost softening into noodles today, and I have to go to grandma's house to pay New Year's greetings today."

"I've been working overtime for almost a month, and I'm almost suffocating..." Yu Fengjing sighed, seeing Wang Xiaoming's aggrieved expression, he smiled softly, "Don't worry, I'm going back to S city to see your parents tomorrow , I won't make things difficult for you tonight."

Before Wang Xiaoming had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Yu Fengjing continue to say: "When I come back... I will pay you back twice."

Wang Xiaoming's face drooped suddenly, Yu Fengjing smiled lightly, pinched his chin and moved closer, exchanging a good morning kiss full of lemon toothpaste with him... Then Wang Xiaoming covered his mouth with foam.

After the two of them brushed their teeth and washed their faces in the bathroom, they got dressed and went to the supermarket to buy some health care products, and then drove towards Grandma Yu Fengjing's house.

Sitting in the co-pilot seat, Wang Xiaoming watched the bustling scene on the street outside the window, and listened to the noisy New Year songs from the shops on the street, he suddenly felt very soft in his heart.

After turning over today, tomorrow is a new year...

During this year, he and Yu Fengjing had quarrels, cold wars, and times when they were so sweet and cloying that even he couldn't stand them. In the ordinary house of more than 100 square meters, the life is also uneventful, without any big storms. Although there have been quarrels due to differences of opinion, no one has ever proposed to break up because of impulsiveness.

"...Tomorrow is another new year," Wang Xiaoming turned his head, and said to Yu Fengjing who was driving seriously, his tone could not help feeling a little emotional, "We have been together for another year."

Yu Fengjing stared at the road seriously, and after hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, he just smiled slightly.

"Let me figure it out, how long have we been together?" Wang Xiaoming suddenly thought of a question, bowed his head and began to pinch his fingers.

The first year he and Yu Fengjing were together did not go well. Although Yu Fengjing's grandmother understood and supported Yu Fengjing, Yu Fengjing's parents reacted very fiercely, and even threatened to sever ties with Yu Fengjing. Depressed, although the relationship between Yu Fengjing and his parents was not very good, they were blood related after all, and he didn't want to see Yu Fengjing break up with the parents who gave birth to him and raised him for him.

As for Wang Xiaoming's parents, after learning about the two of them at the beginning, they also firmly disagreed. Although Wang Xiaoming was also very sad, he decided to stick to it with Yu Fengjing to the end, even if Wang Xiaoming's father was unwilling to answer his phone calls, even the New Year's Eve He was not allowed to enter the house all the time, so Wang Xiaoming had to call home every day to grind hard. Later, Wang Xiaoming's mother relented, and she agreed to Wang Xiaoming's matter.

After Wang Xiaoming's mother softened, his father couldn't hold on for long. In the second or third year, he gradually began to answer Wang Xiaoming's calls again. Every year, Wang Xiaoming takes Yu Fengjing back to S City to visit his parents during the Chinese New Year. Although his father’s attitude is not good, he is not so resistant anymore. Want to come back... Last year, Wang Xiaoming's father began to actively hint that the two of them should adopt a child.

Wang Xiaoming couldn't help laughing as he thought about the tug-of-war between him and Yu Fengjing and his parents over the years.

"What are you laughing at?" Yu Fengjing asked with a chuckle when he heard Wang Xiaoming's laughter.

"I'm laughing. Although my dad is a stubborn old man, he really cares about me and loves me," Wang Xiaoming said softly, "It's just that he doesn't know how to express it. When I was young, I was afraid of my dad. Dad is a very serious and rigid person."

"Is there any parent in the world who doesn't love their children?" Yu Fengjing said slowly, "Of course, there are exceptions."

Wang Xiaoming paused, sighed and said, "Don't say that...your parents only care about you. After all, people like us, without children as the bond to maintain our relationship, must have a harder time than ordinary families...Actually In the beginning, even I didn't know how long we could go together."

"But it turns out," Yu Fengjing smiled slightly, "...haven't we been here together for so many years?"

Wang Xiaoming hummed lightly, and then smiled: "I just did some calculations and found that we have been together for ten years... Ten years, if we are heterosexual, maybe the children will be soy sauce."

Ten years, whether it is long or short, for some people, ten years may be only one-tenth of life, but for a relationship, ten years is a very, very long life. Years are enough for a relationship to go from beginning to end, enough for a marriage to go from sweetness to ruin.But for Wang Xiaoming, these ten years are only a fraction of his life, because he is confident that in the next ten years, and the next ten years, he will still be with Yu Fengjing.

Just when Wang Xiaoming was feeling emotional, Yu Fengjing's cell phone rang suddenly, because Yu Fengjing was driving, so Wang Xiaoming habitually helped Yu Fengjing answer the phone.

After Wang Xiaoming listened to the call, he was stunned for a long time.

"What's the matter?" Yu Fengjing, who was concentrating on driving, couldn't help asking when he saw Wang Xiaoming startled after listening to the phone call.

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a while, and then said blankly: "Your dad...your dad called just now, let us, the two of us go to his place to pay New Year's greetings in two days, he and your mother will be there then, and said to find Have a good day, have a meal with us and my parents..."

Yu Fengjing was taken aback for a moment, was silent for a while, and then laughed.

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a while, and then said blankly: "So...we have officially won the resistance?"

... Their ten-year struggle finally won?

Yu Fengjing chuckled lightly and nodded, "Yeah."

Wang Xiaoming pursed his lips, and the excitement in his heart made him want to say something, but he couldn't utter these words when he reached his mouth. After he was silent for a while, he suddenly said: "In a few days, we will go to adopt a child Bar?"

"I don't know what conditions are required to adopt a child in China. If we are not qualified enough, we can go abroad to adopt... Although I prefer Chinese children, foreign children are also good, with more beautiful facial features..." Wang Xiaoming rambled for a long time , and then looked nervously at Yu Fengjing.

The traffic light in front turned red, Yu Fengjing stopped the car, finally turned his head, looked at Wang Xiaoming and smiled slightly: "Yeah." Then he pulled Wang Xiaoming's chin and kissed him...just like many times in the past.

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Fengjing let go of the blushing Wang Xiaoming, started the car amid the urging of the horn of the car behind, and drove towards his grandma's house.

Wang Xiaoming snorted softly, looked down at the ring on his ring finger, and smiled slightly.

Turn over today, tomorrow is a new year...

Ten years later, they are still together.

And what awaits them is the next decade.