two

Xue Zhiyong usually had to take a detour when encountering the police, but Qiu Yu expected that he would not call the police.After a few days of calm, it was another person who came to the door.

Ever since Qiu Yu walked past the fruit shop at the intersection, the man had been following him, his footsteps were thin and hesitant.The flustered and anxious emotions of others were so released that Qiu Yu, who could easily see through these emotions, also fell into impatience and irritability.Enduring all the way, he stopped at the entrance of the corridor and stopped moving up, turned around and looked coldly at the person who didn't know the way, and didn't intend to speak first.

Fang Qiong stepped back halfway, her throat tightened, and she had been brewing for a long time for this moment of face-to-face.

"Qiu Yu, you have a good relationship with our Yuan Mu, right?" Her face was stiff, and she insisted on laughing.

Qiu Yu was silent, because she noticed that the muscles at the corners of her mouth were trembling slightly, and her eyes were divided by hope and fear.He didn't understand, what was he afraid of?

"Someone told me that you two are in that kind of relationship, what... what kind of homosexual mess together, it's inexplicable." She intertwined her fingers, and she did not forget to pose as an elder even when she was nervous, "You and Auntie is telling the truth, isn’t it? How could it be? Rumors about two children...that kind of bastard will be struck by lightning.”

Qiu Yu understood: "Who is it? Xue Zhiyong?"

Fang Qiong stared at him with wide eyes, waiting for his answer without saying a word, so absorbed that her nose was sweating in the early spring weather.

"Have you asked Yuan Mu?" Qiu Yu thought it would be best if he had asked. He also wanted to hear what Yuan Mu had to say about this matter.Then, whatever he said, he said.

Unfortunately, Fang Qiong shook her head, and her breathing gradually became short of breath: "No... I—"

"But you should go to your family's Yuan Mu the most," Qiu Yu said.

Fang Qiong's expression sank like a pine string, his brows became flat again, hope and fear disappeared, and everything before was like dirty foam floating on the broth, which was scooped up cleanly by someone.She was irritated by Qiu Yu's unserious and uncooperative attitude: "I will ask him, but before that, I decided to ask you first."

"Oh." Under the dim light, Qiu Yu began to smile cutely little by little, "Is there anything to ask, I don't understand, hasn't he already chosen you?"

After staying alone in the dark for a long time, Qiu Yu calmly turned the lock and opened the door.She was washing things in the bathroom, and he looked for him and stood dryly at the door.

Xu Yiqing turned to look at him strangely: "It's so late today? What's the matter, you look like you, do you need me?"

Qiu Yu looked down: "You don't have me. Whose socks?"

Xu Yiqing didn't answer, but swiped the dirty water a few times with his fingers.

Qiu Yu fished it out of the basin, threw it to Qiu Shengshi's bedside, and said to Xu Yiqing, "Doesn't he have long hands?"

Qiu Shengshi on the bed moved his body, raised his elbows to look at Qiu Yu.

Qiu Yu looked back provocatively: "What?"

I was looking forward to Qiu Shengshi's tough reaction, but he didn't. He kicked the quilt hard a few times, and when the sock bullets landed on the ground, he lay back flat, leaving a puddle of wet water marks on the bed sheet.Qiu Yu stood quietly at the door of the bedroom with her schoolbag in her hand for a moment, then went to get a towel to wipe Xu Yiqing's hands.

"You have done so much for him, how many times has he paid you back?" he asked.

Xu Yiqing didn't know whether he was optimistic or interrupted on purpose, so he whispered, "Is this still going to be paid?"

Qiu Yu wrapped Xu Yiqing's ten fingers with a towel, bowed his head and said, "Otherwise, won't it be sad to sing a one-man show alone. Love—" He swallowed and did not continue, "The most important thing is that he is not worthy of you."

"What do you say you love?"

"It's nothing."

Qiu Yu spread out the towel and looked carefully at her mother's hands for the first time, the hands that hurt him and nurtured him.Fair fair, with many calluses and fine lines, swollen fingers, nails cut to the flesh, yellow from housework, fingerprints white with years of chalk dust.

Ordinary, not pretty, soft, full of power.

"Mom." He squeezed tightly.

"Huh?" And he didn't call her that for a long time.

"You really have nothing to ask me?" Qiu Yu kept her head down.

You ask, you ask, and I will tell you frankly: it is true, I love him to death.The only person in this world who can accommodate me, support me, and rely on me is him, except you.

Let me tell you again, I just thought that love needs two people to complete, and it should be completed by two people. One is indispensable, and the other is not love.But it suddenly occurred to me that it might not necessarily be the case. I was far from paying him back, so he decided to withdraw and not leave with me.But my love is still fucking there.

It's useless to add one more sentence, you are a little like him, you always leave me alone in love.

"Yes." Xu Yiqing hung the towel back to its original place, "How about putting some lard, soy sauce and chopped green onion on the eggs for supper today?"

At night, the clouds ride the wind and fly fast in groups.The tree outside the window was as high as the second floor, and the unrepaired branches jumped out of the whole tree, and then hung down unbearably. Compared with a mature ear of rice in the field, it was more like the twilight on someone's head when he just woke up. hair.

Yuan Mu sat in front of the desk, knowing that he shouldn't waste his time observing these unimportant things—hey, there are a few birds chasing around in the temporarily cloudless night sky, their chirping scattered in all directions as if they were sowing seeds.

Catching the sound of Fang Qiong changing shoes and entering the door, Yuan Mu withdrew his gaze and picked up his pen.

The room was opened, and Fang Qiong said wearily, "Yuan Mu, let's have a chat."

She stepped into the narrow former utility room, and could only sit on the edge of the bed, unable to avoid her knees, letting the clothes on the floor-to-ceiling hangers be swept away.Yuan Mu waited for her to speak, but her eyes were sunk into the pile of clothes, and there was an eerie silence between them.

"Yuan Mu, what's your relationship with Qiu Yu?"

"what?"

"What, what, relationship, relationship." Fang Qiong gritted his teeth, "Xue Zhiyong came to tell me that you two are messing around, two—how can you two boys mess around? I don't believe it, but there is no wind without waves, yes No, I went to find Qiu Yu, guess what he said? What does he mean when he said you chose me? Come and tell me, what does he mean by that?"

"How should I put it...that's right, I chose you." Yuan Mu murmured in a daze.

"What did you say?"

"I have no relationship with him now."

"Now." Fang Qiong grasped the key words, "Are the two of you playing word games with me? What did it matter before?" The answer became clearer, and she was about to collapse. Talking about playing tricks on your mother, okay?"

"Before..." Finally got the chance to confess and self-destruct, and Fang Qiong's eyes met on the white coat, Yuan Mu said softly, "I used to like him."

I also want to say that I have talked to you about him many times before, but you haven't heard it all.

Fang Qiong suffocated, then raised his fist and beat his chest hard.

Yuan Mu hurriedly leaned over to help her stroke her back: "Mom—"

In the next few days, it was the cold war that Fang Qiong was good at, but this one didn't seem to be her intention, nor did she insist on Yuan Mu's surrender, but it seemed that there was really no solution to the problem, and she really didn't have the courage to face the absurd reality.

Yuan Mu was more indifferent than ever, he knew that the ending could not be good, nor could it get any worse, until——

"You won't be allowed to stay here in the future. It's right for you to want to go out. Pay more attention to the universities in Hunan. Maybe we will move to live there in the future." Fang Qiong overturned the suggestion lightly and remade the suggestion, she Pursing his dry and pale lips, his high fighting spirit returned.

Hunan, familiar, someone mentioned it to him with great interest.

Yuan Mu looked at the door of Yuan Cha's bedroom, and smiled after seeing it: "Why?"

"Why for what?"

"Why—" Before he started speaking, Yuan Mu was stopped by his own crying.It was ugly to lose control, he shut up, turned his head to settle his emotions.

"No reason, you are not qualified to ask me why now. Why, because you are a messy person, Yuan Mu."

Yuan Mu raised his eyes to look at Fang Qiong again, and got to know his mother again.

"Why did you throw me into the countryside by myself, why did the utility room that was forbidden at ten years old become my room when I was 13, why did you always only smile at Yuan Cha, why did you only remind Yuan Cha to ask for help when it was cold Tian Yi, why is it not me who is deaf and disabled, why is my father not Yuan Gaopeng, why did he want to give birth to me in the first place, why is the child so stupid that he only knows to recognize a mother, why is it that I was born to know how to love unconditionally and endlessly You but you—why should it be me! Be your son Fang Qiong."

Just as Yuan Cha opened the bedroom door, Yuan Mu swung the glass in his hand and slammed it at her, breaking it on the door frame, and screamed twice.

"Every time she calls me bro, I want to do it. Every time. You did it to me." Yuan Mu took a deep breath, rolled up the sleeve of his left arm, "Mom, have you seen my scar here? Why never Ask? I always thought that doing more things and sharing more things would make me look unnecessary in your home and make you like me more. Why didn't it work? "

Fang Qiong looked at him blankly: "Back then I was pregnant with you alone to make money and serve your grandfather's family. I went to the hospital to give birth to you by myself, and I dragged you to such a big age by myself. Is there something wrong?"

Yuan Mu wiped away the tears on his face with his arm, and he has created a brand new him: "No, Mom, it's my fault."

Yuan Cha tried to chase Yuan Mu, who was full of fear, to open the door, but was stopped by Fang Qiong.She also shed tears just now, but when she wiped her face vigorously with her hand, she couldn't see it. She said: "Don't chase, stay at home, let him go."

One tenth of a second slipped through a thought, it would be best...it would be best for him to die outside.

Yuan Cha stepped back, consciously knelt on the ground to pick up broken glass, and when she missed the last piece, she suddenly got up and ran to the balcony, shouting with all her might: "Qiu Yu—"

Fang Qiong covered her mouth and threw her to the ground. She slapped her daughter forcefully and growled angrily, "You want your mother's life too?"

The faster the pace, the farther away from that street, the more relaxed Yuan Mu's tense nerves, the more blatantly the symptoms of dry eyes and headaches appeared.A few raindrops fell tentatively, and people around looked up and questioned the sky. A gust of wind whizzed by and turned into a torrential rain, and the birds and beasts scattered.Yuan Mu looked directly at this scene, as if he had strayed into the virgin forest.

The rain is majestic, and it is easy to realize how small you are in fact.

Standing under a tree on the sidewalk, the rain was pouring on him in handfuls.There was nothing else on my mind, and I really wanted to sleep.There is thunder in a far away place, and 50.00% of the thoughts are allocated to it—how about giving me one.

To watch lightning in the rain and fog, you need to wipe off the water on your eyelashes from time to time.The rain is not long, which means that the fog will also dissipate. Yuan Mu rubbed his eyes cherishingly, his vision was bright, and Qiu Yu suddenly appeared on the other side of the road.

Oh shit.run.

Yuan Mu recklessly ran into the nearest narrow alley, but was overtaken by Qiu Yu who was behind him and dragged him into the wall.

"run?"

Yuan Mu took advantage of his speech and raised his knee against his chest, and continued to escape when he had the gap.Unexpectedly, Qiu Yu didn't care about the pain at all, and blocked his belly with a thick arm, and threw him against the wall again.

"Run." He locked him firmly and gave the order.

Yuan Mu struggled violently in his arms without saying a word, while Qiu Yu imprisoned him with more force.The space became smaller and smaller, and Yuan Mu had no room to move.The body's confrontation gradually ceased, and two rough gasps exploded in his ears one after another.

The rain stopped completely.

"One sentence, just one sentence, let you go." Qiu Yu licked his lips, waiting for Yuan Mu's next words.

Yuan Mu didn't speak, his muscles softened, and his forehead fell on his shoulder.

"Yuan Mu, do you want to re-election? I am right, I won't lie to you. No one can love you, I can. I have wanted to tell you a long time ago, I have what you want, and I will give it all if you want You, I will give it to you forever."

Everything calmed down, the air-conditioning became hot, and Yuan Mu pinched his palms to ponder every word he said.

Qiu Yu was wearing a frock coat, with a silver button on the collar with water drops on it.Thirsty, hot, I really want to stick out my tongue and lick it.Yuan Mu moved, and water droplets were rubbed against the tip of his chin.

"Why did I run?"

"Because—to be honest, every time it rains and meets you, you look very pitiful."

"Anything with the qualifier 'forever' is going to be tough."

"It seems to be. That's why I am the only one who dares to say that. There is nothing difficult in a lifetime, it is nothing more than reliving the ten years between me and you."

In March, Yuan Mu felt that this summer was coming early.

After the rain, the crowd who had previously hid in the building immediately went out to the streets.Someone passed by them, and Yuan Mu, who was flaring his teeth and claws just now, wished he could be a quail.

Yuan Mu buried his face in front of his chest, trying to obscure his gender from the perspective of passers-by: "Let go of me."

"First of all, let's calculate whether we are reconciled." Qiu Yu said.

"...if you don't mind."

"I don't mind. It's just—"

"what?"

Qiu Yu relaxed a little, and made room for Yuan Mu just enough for him to raise his arm: "First, give me a hug first."