Plan carefully

The dim lights in the corridor created a trance world, and I felt that the space around me was stretched and deformed.He and I, we are all ink shadows in the water, I dare not breathe or blink, afraid that the slightest fluctuation will make the other party disappear without a trace.

That person stood in front of him, half of his body was hidden in the darkness by the light, I tried hard to identify it, but the image became more and more blurred.Another illusion, or another dream.Over the past few years, similar figures have always appeared in crowds and dreams, making me chase and fail, chase again, and fail again, and the cycle goes on and on without sleep.In the end, too much loss piled up like snowflakes and turned into a thick layer of ice. I stopped looking forward to it, dared not, it hurt too much.

"An Ran." There was another sound, the tone and tone deep in the memory.

He approached me in two steps, and his movements were so familiar that he was unforgettable.

So, is it real this time?Mu Yu, are you back?I raised my hand to touch the side of his neck, and there was a scalding heat coming from there.Unexpectedly, it is alive.

I can't give a crying or laughing expression, I can't express the feeling of joy or anger, a crack burst from the fingertips, quickly crawled, forked, and covered the numb body...

I responded, my chest vibrated slightly, but no sound seemed to come out.There was a vacuum-like silence in my mind, and I was not particularly excited.For a moment I thought I had worked it out, but then I realized, shit, the shock just skipped the brain and passed directly to the limbs.

The key made a harsh sound on the anti-theft door, and his right hand shook so violently that he couldn't find the keyhole for a long time.

Mu Yu took the key from me, opened the door, pulled me into the room, pushed me on the sofa, sat opposite me, and looked at me.

He is neither fat nor thin, but there is always something different.Some of the freshness of grass and trees faded from the face, but it was replaced by a cold and sharp metal-like texture, and the eyes were still clear and gentle as in memory, slightly suppressing the strange hostility at the tip of the brow.His hair was a little shorter, and the black cotton jacket was half-opened, revealing the blue and white checked shirt inside, his hands resting on his knees, and the frayed four-finger glove was still on his right hand.

Confrontation, silent.After a long time, I came to another conclusion. This child has not made any progress in three years, and he is still so reticent.I should actually say something, about myself, about my family, or just ask something about his experience, those years that were out of my sight.However, I couldn’t open my mouth, something dormant in my blood revived and began to tear at my heart: He’s back, he’s not dead, he hasn’t forgotten me, he’s right in front of me, with a burning heat on his body, and tears in his eyes. Deep-seated miss...he is here, right here...

The wave of emotions rushed out belatedly, slapping his chest heavily, and gradually, gradually, he lost his rhythm.

I fumbled for the medicine bottle from my pocket and unscrewed it tremblingly.

"An Ran!" The person on the opposite side was startled and stood up.

"Don't move!" I stopped him, poured out a few pills, and stuffed them into my mouth.

"An Ran, I'll get you some water." He stood up again.

I stared at him and yelled with all my strength, "You fucking dare to move again."

He was probably frightened by me, so he didn't move.I tried my best to adjust my breathing and looked at him with a good spirit. Those words were like chanting a mantra, "Don't move, don't go, just stay here, don't go anywhere..."

I was leaning against the sofa, unable to gather any more strength, unable to reach out and grab him, so panicked, so desperate.

He picked up the medicine bottle on the table, and his expression changed when he saw the label.He has served my mother with me for several months, and he knows more medicines for heart disease than I do.The familiar fluctuations in his eyes represented the panic he couldn't hide.

"How could this be, you... are really sick..." He seemed completely incomprehensible, muttered, slowly lowered his body, and knelt down at my feet.

"I clearly saw that you were going to work and doing business normally, and you were still cursing people in a high-spirited manner. It was not critically ill as Wu Yue said. I thought he said that on purpose because he wanted me to come back. I thought you were always fine..." He carefully took my hand, pulled me closer, hugged my waist, and put his ear on my chest, where my heart was.

"I'm sorry, An Ran, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long, give me a little more time, one month, if it goes well, half a month, then I'll come back to pick you up, you can go wherever you want, I'll be with you, so , don't get sick, don't get sick, don't get sick..."

Mu Yu's voice was very soft and soft, like a strand of silk slipping through her fingers.My disturbed little heart slowly settled down in this kind of gentle finger twisting, like a rogue who has been sloppy and sloppy.

I hugged him back, bowed my head and kissed his heart lightly.I tried my best to breathe the warm smell in his hair, the slightly stiff hair made my face itchy, but it was so comfortable.

"When was the last time you came back?"

"Wu Yue sent me an email in June, saying that you were critically ill. It has been a month since I saw this email. I have called you many times and you are all turned off. I was so scared." He probably called me When I was on the phone, it was the time when my old phone was smashed and I didn’t buy a new one, and as I thought, he could receive our news, as long as he was willing to read it, there are too many ways.

"I rushed to the house we rented in L city early the next morning, and I happened to see you going out to work. There was nothing unusual, and you were eating sesame seed cakes and waving to Wu Yue... I was worried and took a taxi to the vicinity of your bank, through the glass of the bank The wall is so far away that you can see it clearly. You are doing business at the counter, and there is a person in front of your desk. I haven’t seen him. It should be your new colleague. I stayed for half an hour, and he went to tell you six times talk……"

"...is my apprentice." I said.

"Well, later he gave you a ticket, you jumped up after seeing it, and said something with a sullen face, and the more you said it, the more angry the person was, the man just bowed his head and listened..." I can't remember what he said It's that day, because it seems that similar things happen every day, and my apprentice can always make some mistakes that make me unable to suppress the fire.

"He's stupid, he won't know how to teach..." I simply explained, hugging the person in my arms tightly.

For a while, I really thought he didn't care about me, he didn't care whether I was dead or alive, and we were finished.This realization almost shattered me, as long as I think of that kind of despair, it hurts my heart.It turned out that it wasn't. He came back and confirmed with his own eyes that I lived a very 'vivid' life.A dead knot in my head that had been entangled for nearly a year opened with a 'poof'.

Under the palm of his hand, his shoulders seemed to be a lot stronger, with some hardness that didn't exist in his memory.Where has this person been and what has he done all these years, why is there no news from him, and why is he willing to come back to see me?

"My mother is gone." I said.

Mu Yu hugged me tightly and nodded, "I came back when I saw Wu Yue's email, he won't lie to me about it. I know you have had a hard time these years, but with Auntie here, you can hold on for her... ...I want to wait for my side to be stable, everything will be fine, you can leave the bank, and we will send my aunt to a better hospital...but in the end it is still too late...I am too useless."

"It has nothing to do with you. My mother has always used the best medicine available so far... There is nothing to do about this disease..." People can't fight for their lives, I believe it.

Feeling that Mu Yu was visibly shaken, he said: "Anran, Auntie is gone, you still have me, I think about you every day to persevere, so you must be well, otherwise nothing will be meaningful..." Feeling He kissed my chest through the shirt, and I understood that his phrase "you must be good" was actually speaking to my heart.

Apparently, I frightened him.

"It's okay, Mu Yu, I'm fine, a little problem...not serious..." The dual effects of Mu Yu and the medicine made me quickly return to normal.

He sat down next to me again, and then remembered to ask me, "Uncle isn't home?"

"Well, he went back to work, and he just left today...a different place, a different mood...he said that I lost the person I love the most, and I might find it back, but he lost the person who will accompany him all his life, but he will be there again." I can't find it anymore... Who knows, you actually came back."

"I said before that if you get separated, you will wait for me where you are, and I will definitely come back to find you. It's true, you have to believe me." Mu Yu said solemnly while holding my hand.I nodded, and wanted to say something, but he stopped me, and he said: "I know you have a lot to ask, and I do too, but you have to eat first, and I will tell you while you eat, okay." ?"

OK, why not?Mu Yu is back, so he can do whatever he says.I'm exhausted, I don't have to think about anything, I just listen to him.

Mu Yu took off his coat, and took off his gloves and stuffed them in his pockets.There is only a small part of the little finger of the right hand, which is bare and empty.When I think of that palm print, I still feel uncomfortable.He seems to have gotten used to it, holding my hand with four fingers, and walking to the kitchen with the cooled pancake fruit and instant noodles in his left hand.I didn't do anything, just followed him step by step.

He first poured me a glass of boiled water for me to drink, and then asked me what I wanted to eat. I was too lazy to think about it and said, "I will eat whatever you do." He nodded, found tomatoes, eggs, rapeseed from the refrigerator, Said, "Let's just eat noodles, it's easier to digest..."

He skillfully washed, selected and cut vegetables, the sound of water, chopping boards, and the crisp sound of porcelain colliding intertwined.

something is wrong.I feel that there is indeed something wrong, as if something is missing.We haven't seen each other for three years, and the thoughts of more than 1000 days and nights are all sunk in the deepest part of my heart. Disappointment, despair, and the collapse of the sky and the earth, no matter how big the storm is, can't touch them, those thoughts are spread at the bottom of the deep sea, silently Brewing.And finally there was such a day, the person I missed came back in the winter night, just exchanged a few words, and then washed my hands and made soup for me... That's it... Obviously it's not right.

"Hey!" I called him.

"kindness."

I leaned close to him, wrapping my arms around his waist.He looked down at me with gentle eyes like water.I lift my chin, and his wet hands cup my face.

"I miss you."

"I miss you as well."