sweet kiss bitter summer

He rejected Tan Chen's proposal to eat breakfast before, but when Tan Chen really bought breakfast, Liang Luo'an still ate it without much hope.

Tan Chen bought two servings of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, explained to Liang Luo'an that he didn't buy red bean rice cakes, and put a box of steaming steamed buns in front of him.

After eating a few mouthfuls, a spoon filled with preserved eggs was handed over from the opposite side and put into Liang Luo'an's bowl, prompting Liang Luo'an to raise his head, and bumped into Tan Chen's eyes.

The sunlight fell on Tan Chen's side face, passing through the side of his eyeballs, making his eyes very bright.

Looking at each other is a very delicate thing, Liang Luo'an blinked, not knowing what to say, so he lowered his head and continued to drink porridge slowly.

He chewed and swallowed a little absent-mindedly, because even if he didn't look up, he couldn't see Tan Chen's face, but Tan Chen still had a very strong sense of presence, just like the pieces of preserved eggs that were put into Liang Luo'an's bowl with a spoon from time to time. Make hills around the side of the bowl.

Tan Chen was still picking and picking in the porridge bowl with a spoon very patiently. He seemed a little happy, and asked Liang Luo'an casually if he didn't have a job today, what other arrangements did he have.

Liang Luo'an thought for a while, and asked Tan Chen if he could go home.

Tan Chen said of course, this was what they agreed upon.

So at around four o'clock in the afternoon, Tan Chen and Liang Luo'an packed their luggage and got on the train bound for Fengchao City.

Liang Luo'an habitually faces out of the car window and closes his eyes, but because the distance is not far away, he has no intention of going to sleep.

During this period, Tan Chen's cell phone rang once, and he picked it up next to him, talking to the person on the phone in a low voice with restraint.

Liang Luo'an knew that it was wrong to eavesdrop on other people's phone calls, but Tan Chen's voice was extremely sensitive in his hearing, so he still heard "Thank you" and "Go back soon" in Tan Chen's words And words like "I can't help it".

The train was running on the track, and there were occasional bumps, which made Liang Luo'an feel a little uneasy, so he opened his eyes.

Tan Chen just hung up the phone, looked at Liang Luo'an who was sitting next to him, met his confused eyes, and said apologetically, "I woke you up."

"It's the car shaking too much, I couldn't sleep at all."

Liang Luo'an shook his head, paused, and then asked Tan Chen: "Tan Chen, do you have other things to do?" He concluded on his own: "I wasted your time."

"No."

Tan Chen quickly denied, "Everything has been dealt with, don't worry."

Liang Luo'an let out an "oh", turned his head, didn't speak any more, just looked out the window with his eyes open.

After a while, Tan Chen suddenly said to him without beginning or end: "Luan, can you stop thinking that way?" Liang Luo'an was not puzzled, kept silent, but understood Tan Chen's strange words in a rare way.

He always felt that Tan Chen had become very strange now, but maybe he was the even stranger person.

His world was plunged into night in the heavy rain for a long time, the moon left, and he watched the illusory reflection of the moonlight day after day, drenched in the rain.

He thought that when the raindrops completely shattered the moonlight, he might give up.

For a stupid child, forgetting is also a difficult thing. It is like a paranoid and unknowing violation of the laws of nature. The reflection is shattered by ripples and restored in his heart.

After countless endless recovery, Tan Chen returned to the dark night belatedly, holding up the fragile moonlight in the water.

"Luan."

Tan Chen called his name softly, "Don't continue to hurt yourself, because you are not the one who should remember those things."

Tan Chen added: "I am the one who should be remembered, and I made a big mistake."

"Tan Chen, you are so smart, I thought you could easily understand many things."

Liang Luo'an lowered his head, thought for a long time, and told Tan Chen with difficulty: "If you leave me because I make you feel very tired, it's not a mistake, it's because you chose to make yourself feel better, I won't blame you you.

I can try to understand, but I really can't help myself and still feel sad. "

As a long-term heart patient, Liang Luoan told Tan Chen in frustration: "When the heart is sick, it is very difficult to recover.

I also want to work hard to get better, but I..." Liang Luo'an was a little confused, and said dejectedly, "I don't know, and I'm not sure anymore. "

Tan Chen's eyes were gloomy, and he nodded slowly, but he still showed an expression of sadness that couldn't be concealed, as if he suddenly began to understand Liang Luo'an's words with sympathy.

He was silent for a while, looked at Liang Luoan's side face, and said to him: "No matter how long it takes, I will accompany you until you heal, as long as you are willing to try... that is already a gift to me."

When we arrived at Fengchao City Railway Station, the sky began to gradually darken.

Liang Luo'an had a phone call with his parents in advance, and said that he didn't want his father to pick him up, but the kindness was hard to refuse, so Liang Luo'an and Tan Chen parted ways in advance at the station. The uncrowded thin stream of people walked out of the station alone.

He saw Liang's father at the gate of the station, and quickly walked over to meet his father.

Liang's father said a lot of greetings to Liang Luo'an, but Liang Luo'an was a little absent-minded, and kept looking back at the exit of the train station, almost no one came out anymore.

When she got home, Liang's mother was still busy in the kitchen.

She seemed to be very happy, humming a little tune, happily preparing a very grand dinner, with fish, meat, vegetables and fruits all available, the table was full, and the posture was comparable to some New Year's festivals.

Liang Luo'an didn't eat much, but in order to make her mother happy, she ate some of each dish, so she still felt a little full in the end.

After dinner, Liang Ma put some fruit snacks and tea on the table. Not long after the Mid-Autumn Festival, there were still unfinished mooncakes, assorted five kernels, and various fillings that Liang Luoan didn't like very much. Put it on the coffee table.

Mother Liang asked Liang Luoan to come to the living room to watch TV and talk together, she really missed her son.

Liang Luo'an felt that the food in his stomach hadn't been digested yet, so he couldn't sit still, so he stood up and walked to the window, blowing air into the open window.

Father Liang handed him a piece of mooncake, but he just held it in his hand and didn't eat a bite.

Liang's mother was peeling an orange in her hand. When talking about the Mid-Autumn Festival, a few aunts came to the house as guests, and put the table in the yard to watch the moon together. They said that the moon was really round that night, and it would be great if Liang Luo'an was there. , The moon is full and the people are reunited.

Liang Luo'an listened to each sentence without saying a word, and couldn't remember the face of the auntie that his mother said, "hmmm" perfunctory, looked at the hawthorn tree in the yard, then raised his head, and saw that there was a scythe in the sky. moon.

When seeing the incomplete curvature of the moon, people will always subconsciously imagine the complete appearance of the moon.

Just like at this moment, when it seems that the whole family is reunited, no matter how long it has passed, it is inevitable to think of the person who is not there.

The night wind was engulfing in the coolness, and it blew Liang Luo'an until his eyes were red and teary, and a little sore.

He closed his eyes, looked into the thick night again, and began to subconsciously think about where Tan Chen is now and what he is doing.

Liang Luo'an thought, he might have eaten a simple dinner alone, wandering alone in the night like a wandering soul in his familiar and unfamiliar old hometown, and now he may be lying alone in an uncomfortable place. I want to sleep in an ordinary hotel bed, but I can't sleep.

Everyone in this family thought they would be forever.

But now, no one can happily take on Liang's mother's self-talk, and no one can help Liang's father make tea in tedious steps. Liang Luo'an looked down at the photo frame on the window sill, and even a real family photo No more.

Their lives were cut apart, completely erasing all traces of Tan Chen.

Liang's mother saw that Liang Luo'an didn't seem to be listening, so she didn't continue talking, she put the peeled oranges on the plate silently, and picked up the fruit knife to peel the apples.

Father Liang didn't speak either, he straightened his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and watched the end of the news broadcast on TV, which was nothing interesting.

The wind suddenly became stronger, Liang Luo'an closed the window, stood there for a while, and sat down on the sofa beside Liang's mother.

"Mother."

"Huh?" Mama Liang responded gently.

Liang Luo'an took out the fruit knife and apple from Liang's mother, paused, and suddenly said, "Tan Chen hasn't been back for seven years."