what is the relationship between us

Meng Xinci made a plan, and the rescheduled flight landed at Yunshui Airport at nine o'clock, even if he arrived home, there was still a while before lunch.It would be nice to have a leisurely meal with Wan Junxiu, and then slowly go to the film and television city.

When I sent a message to Wan Junxiu last night, Wan Junxiu replied quickly, saying that he was waiting for him to go home for dinner.After a while, he replied again, telling Meng Xinci to take his time, pay attention to safety on the road, and don't rush.

Meng Xinci listened to the following voice several times, and laughed on the way. Wan Junxiu is always cautious, and even this kind of thing is worth telling.

Unfortunately, because of the rain, the flight was delayed, and it was already noon when Meng Xinci landed.Turning on the phone was full of messages from Wan Junxiu, mostly asking where he was.Later, I probably saw that Meng Xinci hadn't responded to the messages, and the voices he sent in a bit of a hurry were all yelling. If it wasn't for Wan Junxiu's inconvenient movement, he might have to come to the airport to find someone.

Meng Xinci put his luggage by his side and called immediately.

Wan Junxiu probably put the phone on his lap and stared at it all the time. He just dialed it, and he connected it immediately.

He used to have a warm and soft voice, but now he sounds a bit resentful, but he sounded a little hard: "Where did the dead child go! Why did the phone turn on! Do you know I'm worried?"

Meng Xinci originally wanted to argue a few words, but after thinking about it, he forgot, "The plane is late, I just arrived at the airport, and I will be home in a while."

I wasn't angry at first, but I was anxious because I didn't see anyone at the agreed time. Now I was relieved to hear that Meng Xinci had landed safely.

"Come back soon, the food will be cold in a while, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Wan Junxiu looked at the steaming chili fried pork on the cooking table, and spoke in a soft voice.

Pretend to be okay in front of the children and say what you will not be reluctant to say, the days will be long in the future, in fact Wan Junxiu cherishes the time when the two of them are together more than Meng Xinci.

Be it video calls, being able to come back occasionally like this, or even having a meal, Wan Junxiu cherishes it all the more.

He can't go far, all he can do is wait for Meng Xinci to come back.

This kind of waiting is exhausting, and the waiting after knowing each other's intentions is even more exhausting.This is different from sitting at the gate of the community waiting for the child to come back from school when he was young. The waiting now is a different feeling, as if the whole body has been plunged into a warm ocean, but suddenly feels a piece of ice in the chest. piece.

Only when Meng Xinci came back, or saw Meng Xinci, would the ice cube melt a little.The ice cube would not melt until Meng Xinci walked towards him and hugged him.

In fact, this will make Wan Junxiu feel guilty. This relationship has always been Meng Xinci rushing forward without any scruples. It seems that he has not done anything, but only gave Meng Xinci a little response.

During the time he came back, he was thinking about this question every day, what could he do, what should he do to make himself look like he could stand side by side with Meng Xinci, so that Meng Xinci would not have to drag him along.

He couldn't find the answer, leaving Wan Junxiu with little panics that were not worth mentioning.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of the community, and Meng Xinci suddenly felt a little timid for no reason.

He hasn't been home for two years, and every time he dreams of Yikang New Village in the past two years, it's not a good dream.

What he dreamed about was the scene where he left with his luggage alone before the freshman year started, or the day when Wan Junxiu insisted on being discharged from the hospital and told him not to bother each other again.

These dreams were nasty, not happy memories for him.It is strange to say that they have so many tender and greasy memories, but he never dreamed of them.

The taxi driver took a new order, urged Meng Xinci to get off the car, and helped him take out the suitcase from the trunk.

Meng Xinci took a long breath and walked towards the gate in small steps.

It turns out that there have been so many changes in the past two years. The convenience store at the door has now been replaced by a small clinic.Even the old man who used to guard the gate and liked to listen to the radio has now become an uncle with a strange face.

Uncle had never seen Meng Xinci before, so he looked Meng Xinci up and down for a long time, but stopped him, and asked Meng Xinci cautiously: "Who are you looking for? Do you live here? Anyone who comes to visit must register." .”

Meng Xinci didn't answer in a daze, and sighed, "I live in Building 3, 101, and I've lived here for many years."

"Nonsense, it's obvious that Building 3, 101..." The uncle who guards the gate is even more unbelievable now. Wan Junxiu has such obvious physical characteristics that he remembered it on the first day he came to work. Now this young man said that he Living in 3 Buildings 101 is simply nonsense.

The man didn't believe what Ren Mengxin said, and he simply said afterwards: "If you know him, then you can ask him to pick you up. Recently, there have been several thefts in the community. I can't take responsibility for what happened."

Meng Xinci's face was full of irritability, and his usually calm eyes were full of anger.But there is no way, he can't say anything about his job.

Going back to my own home for a long time, and asking my family to pick me up, I really think it's funny when I think about it.

When Wan Junxiu's wheelchair approached slowly, Meng Xinci still had a straight face, only to hear Meng Xinci's voice, saying that he couldn't get in, he didn't even bother to change his shoes, he opened the door and rushed out .

He leaned in front of Meng Xinci, stretched out his hand to touch Meng Xinci's hand, but he couldn't shake Meng Xinci's hand no matter what, others looked more like he rubbed against Meng Xinci twice.

"What's the matter? Why do you need someone to pick you up when you're at the door?" This was said to Meng Xinci, but it was actually said to the guard. Just by saying this, others will naturally understand.

Meng Xinci held Wan Junxiu by the hand, raised his head and asked, "Can I go in now?"

The doorman uncle nodded, and said with a smile: "I thought you were the only one in your house, so go in."

Wan Junxiu also smiled, his voice was neither too fast nor too slow, and there was a bit of joy that was difficult for others to fathom: "I have a family, not alone, but he was too busy to come back two years ago, and he will come back often in the future , just let him in next time."

Without letting go of Meng Xinci's hand after speaking, he slowly walked home by pressing the joystick of the wheelchair.

When he reached the alley in front of his house, Meng Xinci suddenly walked very slowly again. He squeezed Wan Junxiu's hand, not knowing how to express his current mood, so he simply stopped and stopped moving forward.

"What's the matter? Isn't our family hungry yet? Do you want to stay outside again?"

Meng Xinci shook his head, the tip of his nose was a little sore, and even his eyes were a little swollen. He said in a hoarse voice: "I used to think that I would never leave here in my life, and I walked for two years. Before you went to Shanghai, Once again, I thought I would never come back again, but I ended up standing here again today. But I even asked you to pick me up when I went back to my own home, I just... just feel..."

It is very difficult for Wan Junxiu to turn around. Usually, he needs two arms to support him. Now Meng Xinci holds one hand tightly. All he can do is turn around as much as possible and look up at Meng Xinci. , "Feel wronged?"

"A little bit, anyway, I just feel very unhappy."

Wan Junxiu lowered his eyes and said lightly, "I'm sorry."

Meng Xinci's mind is sensitive, which he has never denied. Until now, he has been very concerned about family matters.But he knew that Wan Junxiu was more sensitive and delicate than him, so when he said that, Wan Junxiu must be even more sad.

He squatted down hastily, raised his head to look at Wan Junxiu, and explained to him in a panic: "No... don't be sad, I'm just... just treat me as if I'm close to home, I've been wanting to see you all day, No, no...not today, but I always wanted to come back, but just now he didn't let me in, so I was angry, I don't blame you. "

Some things may be considered optimistic at the time, but when I think about it later, it is a kind of helpless regret and distress.

Wan Junxiu really felt very sad at this moment, he wanted to say these words very early: "I am sorry for you, I ignored that you are a child who grew up here, your home is here, how can I not let you How about you go home? In the past two years, during the Spring Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, and other classmates’ family reunions, you spent it alone. I feel very uncomfortable when I think about it later.”

But Meng Xinci hugged him, "Who can think so much when life is difficult, I understand, I understand, it won't happen in the future, they know you have a family, I am not a stranger, I am this The other owner of the room, when I want to come in the future, they will not say anything, and we will celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, Spring Festival, my birthday, your birthday together."

This kind of thing is not worth wasting time for two people, let alone being sad for two people.

The time was too short, only enough for two people to have a meal, and the two people looked at each other with a smile, and Meng Xinci yelled: "Come in, I'm starving to death, don't you know how expensive the food at the airport is?" , I was not even willing to buy it, I was waiting at the airport before dawn, I would be really hungry."

The previous little emotion dissipated immediately after Meng Xinci opened the door and entered the house and saw the pair of slippers that were still clean.

Wan Junxiu's hands have been curled up all the year round, and in the past two years they've become even more curled up, like two chicken feet, but looking down, no matter the pair of slippers Wan Junxiu loosely put on his feet , or his own slippers on the shoe rack, all clean.

"Did you wash it for me?" Meng Xinci kicked off his canvas shoes and put on slippers on the shoe rack.

Wan Junxiu was a little embarrassed, and said with a little shyness and gentleness: "Well... I thought about how uncomfortable it would be to wear dusty slippers if you came back, so I took them out and washed them."

He didn't have the nerve to say that he helped Meng Xinci clean the daily necessities such as sheets and pillowcases, slippers and towels during the two seasons.

Although I don't know when Meng Xinci will come back, this is always Meng Xinci's home.Even if he won't come back in the short term, Meng Xinci will always come back to put on his shroud when he dies, so why don't he come back?

Meng Xinci asked him: "Is it convenient? Washing clothes can be thrown into the washing machine. Brushing shoes is much more difficult than washing clothes."

Wan Junxiu glanced at him, did this kid really forget his ability to take care of himself?

"It's not that you don't know that I love cleaning. Don't I usually brush my shoes myself? Wouldn't it be good to tie the shoe brush to my hand with a rubber sheath? It will be clean after a while, anyway..."

Wan Jun regained his composure, and said in a low voice, "Anyway, you're not here, and I don't have anything to do after I get home from Wenlin Street."

The taste of the food is still the same as before. It is the spicy and spicy taste that Meng Xinci has missed for a long time. The green pepper has just been broken, and it tastes a little crunchy.The seasoning was just right, and Meng Xinci added two bowls of rice.

Even the chopping of vegetables is Wan Junxiu’s shortcoming. Whether it’s sliced ​​meat or green peppers, they are all cut thickly or thinly, which is unsightly.

Meng Xinci looked at the dishes on the plate, and suddenly laughed, so much that his hand holding the chopsticks was shaking.

Wan Junxiu stuffed a mouthful of rice into his mouth, and stared at him blankly, this kid might be stupid.

"Wan Junxiu, your chopping vegetables are really ugly as always. I laughed so hard. Is this sliced ​​meat or lumps of meat?"

"If you don't want to eat...don't eat it!" Wan Junxiu had a spoon in his hand. He stretched out his arm and hit Meng Xinci's hand with the spoon, with a stern face as if angry.

Meng Xinci touched the place where he was hit twice with his other hand, and it didn't hurt much. It's really rare for Wan Junxiu to hurt anyone with such strength.

With a grin, he served Wan Junxiu a bowl of soup and said flatteringly, "Eat, eat, why don't you eat, I like your dishes the most."

As always, probably the best.

As always, chopping vegetables is ugly, as always, I love to eat his dishes, and as always, I play around.

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