mr frank is faithful to love

(FR. Zuo Boyao)

The half of June is almost over, and the summer in Beijing is full of occasional generous rains and all-consuming heat.

It’s not the hottest time yet, I’m hesitating whether to bring a coat, put the clothes I need to bring to Chengdu on the bed, and watch travel videos while tidying up. It’s not the first time I’ve been to Chengdu, but this time it’s a little different. Before gradually returning to normal work, I have to fulfill the agreement with Qi Hao.

Seeing my new Moments, my mother called and said, "Are you busy? Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat it, it's already 09:30 in the evening, if you don't eat any more, it's time for breakfast."

"Auntie Liu cooked mung bean soup today. It's soft, sweet, and bright green. I always thought about my son's favorite drink, but you didn't come back and didn't drink it."

I chuckled lightly, paused the video playing on the tablet, and said, "Why... love me so much? Is this still Zuo Zhiying?"

"People change, right? Now that I'm getting older, I'm getting better at being a mother."

I can’t say how good the relationship between my mother and I is, but it’s not too bad. There haven’t been a few real conflicts, and although they haven’t been resolved perfectly, at least they’ve calmed down later, and now I can speak calmly.

My mother asked: "Are you going to Chengdu to play?"

"Yes, go to my friend and stay for a few days."

"Which friend? Do I know him?"

"I don't know him. He is from Chengdu. We...have only known each other not long ago."

Yes, we have known each other for a long time, we have suffered together, but we have not understood each other, and we have not shared secrets, I got drunk in front of him, made a rash phone call to my ex, I passed because of his injury tears.

He also left him a letter that has not yet been opened.

Qi Hao was wearing a grass-green striped lapel T-shirt and baggy dark jeans. He had been a teacher more, but he still looked like a college student studying for an undergraduate degree. He was supported on crutches, and his father stood beside him.

Dad is not as tall as he is, and has the unique gentleness of Sichuan and Chongqing men. His smile is extremely sincere, which makes me feel that I am not a first-time guest.

Qi Hao pursed his lips and looked at me not far away. After a long time, when I approached, he showed a light smile.

"My dad, I told you on the phone. Dad, he is Zuo Boyao."

After the brief introduction, I was suddenly a little nervous, Qi Hao also said: "Let's go home first, I can't cook now, my mother is out of the car, today is Saturday, so my dad has time to cook, he cooks most in my family." delicious."

I was pushing the box, but Uncle Qi snatched it enthusiastically. I said, "Actually, I can just take a taxi there. It's too much trouble for Uncle, and I even drove here specially. You are so busy with work, you should take a good rest."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's like coming to your own home. Every time Qi Hao goes home, his mother and I have to spare time to pick him up. You are about the same age, just like your own children."

To be honest, I always thought that Qi Hao was a boring and boring person, but I didn't expect his family to be so warm and harmonious. It's rare for me to see this kind of love between family members that shines with warmth.

Never experienced this kind of love as part of a family either.

Uncle Qi drove the family car to the airport, put my luggage into the trunk himself, helped Qi Hao to the seat, and arranged for me to sit down.

At this moment, he unhurriedly picked up Qi Hao's crutch and put it in the trunk.

Qi Hao still said so little, and no one was crazy. I asked in the car: "How do you feel now? Is it much better?"

"Maybe soon."

"The day before I left, the principal said that you might not go back, but he will thank you all his life, and will never forget you, nor will he blame you for choosing to leave."

Hearing me mention the school, Qi Hao took a deep breath, thinking silently, he finally bent his mouth, feeling a little disappointed, and said: "I'm very reluctant, I still dreamed about them in the few days when I just came back."

He spoke in a low voice and lacked confidence, probably he hadn't convinced his parents to go back to school firmly after he recovered.

The car was driving on the road near the airport. Qi Hao turned on his phone and replied several times. His phone desktop was a photo I sent him. It was a group photo I took of the children and the teacher after the bonfire music festival.

It was night, and the dry wood was ignited, like the tail flame of a firefly, like a dark yellow shooting star.

I suddenly felt that Qi Hao beside his family had a kind of warmth that I had never seen before. It was completely different from his usual dull, restrained and stable.

Uncle Qi said: "It is said that Qi Hao doesn't look like me, and I don't think so either. He looks like his mother, tall and tall."

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't look like anyone, I look like myself."

"Look, let Bo Yao make fun of him, there is no child who doesn't want to be like his parents."

"It's not like it at first, so don't talk nonsense." Qi Hao retorted, bluffing fiercely, shyness unique to children when they grow up, and dialects that popped up suddenly.

I was a little lucky. I met the fine weather in Chengdu today. The scene outside the car window was bathed in the morning sunshine with the unique temperament of a city.

Listening to the conversation between Uncle Qi and Qi Hao, I felt a comfortable feeling of being healed. I suddenly thought of Fu Jie. Although I didn't have any feelings for him, I still thought of him.

He loves rock and roll so much, if he ever had the chance to drive me like this, we'd have something to talk about.

But such a thing has never happened, nor is it likely to happen in the future.

Qi Hao's home is not small or big, and it is extremely tidy and full of traces of life. Uncle Qi specially cleaned up the guest bedroom. He said: "I thought about it when I was decorating, and there were not many guests. I don’t want to make people feel inconvenient, so the guest bedroom resolutely has an independent bathroom, even though I am a guest in my house, it must make people feel comfortable.”

I put the suitcase in the corner, and I saw a bottle of fresh gardenias on the bedside table, the branches were not pruned, and the flowers were elegant white. Uncle Qi said: "I get up in the morning and go to the market to buy vegetables. The gardenias I planted are still dripping with dew, they are very beautiful, and I bought one because I thought of having guests at home.”

I said, "Uncle, you are so thoughtful, I don't even know what to say..."

"It's okay, it's okay, we in Chengdu are like this, I hope you like us in Chengdu, and like my family, Qi Hao is a kind-hearted kid, but he can't express it, you have to be more tolerant."

I shook my head with a smile and said, "No, we can chat very well."

Although I knew that Uncle Qi had no other intentions, his enthusiasm gave me the illusion of seeing the object's parents. I took a deep breath and felt that I was wrapped in a light and breathable happiness, which was neither too strong nor too strong. false.

So, I silently returned the booked hotel, I always hope that others can accept my good, so, if I am polite and alienated, Uncle Qi and the others will be sad.

I envy Qi Hao, he possesses things that I have never possessed and will never possess in this life, he has the courage to go forward, and he is trapped in the warmth of his family full of kindness.

Before I met Qi Hao, I didn't even think about these things.

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"I'm envious of Qi Hao, he has something that I've never had before and will never have in this life..."

Regarding Qi Hao’s plot, I listened to Uu (Liu Mengyu)’s "Weather Station" code words. Qi Hao’s character is like the feeling of this song, with a warm background, not loud, even quiet, but with a long-lasting A soreness that cannot be healed.Although there is no chapter called Qi Hao's No.1, just as Qi Hao is unprecedented for Bo Yao, for Qi Hao, Bo Yao is also a lively and eye-catching existence that breaks his cognition.Indeed, it’s not a liking at first glance, nor a short-term liking, but I still like it, a kind of liking that grows a little every day, and it takes a long time to like it self-consistently. It doesn’t include the contradiction between love and the world, it’s just an opinion of a person At this time, Qi Hao is immersed in this complicated contradiction, because at the beginning, he didn't have much confidence in Bo Yao, and he didn't pay much attention to him. He must be learning to love little by little.