Overtone

The lightning outside the window continued, coming in brightly.

Qi Ye looked at Xiao Cheng, then at the old couple in the distance, his appearance gradually merged with the photos in the business report.

——Xiao Cheng's parents.

Even though he was over sixty years old, but in terms of temperament and demeanor, Xiao Cheng carried their shadows, and Qi Ye could recognize them at a glance.

Xiao's mother was still holding the nutritional supplements in her hands. She glanced at them, then turned around decisively - before Qi Ye had time to react, the figures of Xiao Cheng's parents disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Qi Ye opened his mouth and turned to look at Xiao Cheng.

His face was very ugly, his lips were pursed tightly, and his eyes fell on the empty corridor in front of him.

"Go after him?" Qi Ye said softly.

Xiao Cheng didn't speak. After a few seconds, the sound of rain mixed with the elevator's "Ding--" came over. He put down the cardboard box and said, "Wait for me to come back."

No one forced Xiao Cheng to go.

No one can make the decision on this matter, even my sister, the decision is in his hands.The parents who had been estranged for decades had little opportunity to turn around, but Qi Ye knew that it was Xiao Cheng who wanted to promise him too much.

Xiao Cheng asked Qi Ye to wait at home, turned around and ran into the elevator.

The floors of the two elevators were staggered, and the red lights were flashing, like the sound of a rainstorm.

It wasn't until the wind and rain outside the window that Qi Ye suddenly realized that he ran home to get a dry towel, and hurried downstairs to exit the turnstile.

Through the glass door, Qi Ye saw them standing under the shade of a tree not far away.

Xiao Cheng didn't open an umbrella, neither did Xiao's father and Xiao's mother.

The heavy rain was pouring down, flowing down Father Xiao's gray temples. He looked up at his son in front of him, frowned, and finally raised his hand——

Snapped.

Raindrops hit the glass door hard at this moment.

I couldn't see anything clearly, and the meandering rain made everything in front of me blurry.

Qi Ye opened the door and ran over.

Xiao Cheng's parents had already left, and the nutritional supplements in Mother Xiao's hands were thrown on the ground, the cardboard was drenched from the outside to the inside, but Xiao Cheng ignored it and didn't pick it up, he just stood silently, Not a single step was moved.

The heavy rain was still there, and Qi Ye stood in front of Xiao Cheng in the rain. He wanted to open the umbrella, but his hands were shaking, and he couldn't open it no matter what.

He wanted to try again, but Xiao Cheng pulled his wrist. He shook his head, and when he looked up at Qi Ye, he twitched the corner of his mouth: "I'm fine."

"Yes." Qi Ye replied.

Xiao Cheng was almost completely soaked, and the corner of his mouth was still stained with the blood left by his father. The cold water dripped along his hair, elongated the blood stain, and slid down his chin.

The umbrella was thrown aside, Qi Ye shook his hands again, wiped off the water droplets on Xiao Cheng's cheeks, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a dry towel.

No matter how you wipe it, it will not be clean, and blood will ooze out no matter how you wipe it.

In the end, Qi Ye lowered his head and leaned against Xiao Cheng's chest, clutching his clothes with both hands, without saying a word.

What is it all about.

The experience of the previous decades has been like a knife, slashing Xiao Cheng time and time again, countless times.

And after all these years, I thought that if he found Xiao Cheng in the vast crowd, it would be over, but the reality was still tormenting him, as if nothing was enough, he had to be bruised and bloody to stop.

Those French cookbooks, as well as the brand new clothes in the guest bedroom closet, became a joke at this moment.

Why is it that what he can enjoy easily is a luxury for Xiao Cheng.

— not even the right to try.

Qi Ye really couldn't figure it out.

When his eyes were completely red and he met Xiao Cheng's gaze, he could no longer suppress his emotions.

They hugged each other tightly.

The drenched shirt was across the chest, cold as cold iron, but they did not separate for a long time, as if they wanted to carve each other into their bones, their fingers were tightly intertwined, and they leaned so tightly that there was no gap.

But even that is not enough.

Even breathing, body temperature, flesh and blood, all melt together.

In the next few days, when Xiao Cheng went to work, Qi Ye was at home helping with the cleaning.

He put the box of clothes and daily necessities that Xiao Cheng prepared for his parents on the highest shelf in the storage room, and put the two books on cooking in the box together.

If Xiao Cheng wants to see it, he can see it anytime.

But if you don't want to recall anything, put it in the storage room forever, and don't see these things again.

The official meeting two weeks later was finally canceled because of this accident. Xiao Jing said that she would persuade her parents, but it seemed to have no effect.

From that day on, they didn't even answer Xiao Jing's calls.

Qi Ye stayed at Xiao Cheng's house for another half a month, and it was already the end of April when he returned to the bungalow.

He was the whole class during the holidays in early May.

And Xiao Cheng's birthday is in mid-May, which happens to be the review period for professional titles. All the busy work is over, and there is only one journal publication in June left.

So Qi Ye booked a ticket back to the south.

It's just that the plan can't keep up with the changes. On the first day of May, Xiao Cheng called and said that the job evaluation had been postponed, just in time for his birthday.

Qi Ye happened to be at the bar when he heard the news.

Xiao Chen was chatting with him about Lin Wen when the phone rang.After hanging up the phone with Professor Xiao, Qi Ye sighed lightly, and said to Xiao Chen, "Go ahead."

"It's nothing more." Xiao Chen said, "Lin Wen won't come here anytime soon. I heard that she's in a bad mood. She said she quit two days ago. You may have to work more."

Qi Ye took out the fat sea tea from his backpack, and suddenly thought of something: "When did she do this?"

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment: "About a few days ago?"

"That's it." Qi Ye nodded and took a sip of tea.

"When she went to work a few days ago, I saw her cry." Xiao Chen shook his head, "It seems that she is still holding a pink pendant, and she is crying in her hand."

This is only a chat in spare time at work, and there is no certainty.

Having said that, it's over, the job still has to work, Qi Ye signed for a few young fans who asked about the schedule and made a special trip, and then sat in the orchestra pit to tune the guitar.

After sweeping the strings with his fingertips a few times, Qi Ye suddenly remembered something.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, quietly sent a text message to Lao Qi behind his back, and when the work was over, he called Xiao Jing again.

The days passed quietly like this.

Qi Ye's bungalow cannot be terminated directly, and the sublet has to be searched again, so it is usually empty, and everything that needs to be tidied up has been tidied up.

I thought I would live there first if I had nothing to do, and when I officially moved, I could pack it faster.

Qi Ye moved there the day before Xiao Cheng's birthday.

Carrying a big box to the guest bedroom, Xiao Cheng helped him tidy it up.

"Tomorrow I may be home later." Xiao Cheng said, "Don't wait for me, go to bed first."

Qi Ye nodded, and after putting the score on the shelf, he turned to look at him.

Xiao Cheng knew what he was thinking, smiled, walked over and leaned on his shoulder and said: "There will always be a chance for birthdays in the future."

"Then..." Qi Ye said, "When are we going to the south?"

He and Xiao Cheng also made an appointment in Anshan in June. Now it seems that there will be dozens of weekends before going back.

In fact, Qi Ye didn't want to deliberately mention his parents, fearing that the comparison would make Xiao Cheng even more sad.

But Xiao Cheng didn't have any thoughts about this kind of thought.

It was as if after that rainy night, he once again restrained his emotions, hid all his emotions perfectly, and was still the calm and steady Professor Xiao outside.

While they were talking, the phone turned on and it was a message from Ms. Zhao.

Qi Ye glanced at it, then turned the screen upside down on the bookshelf, and didn't reply to the message immediately.

"What did you just say?" Qi Ye deliberately interrupted.

"Shall we go back for the summer vacation?" Xiao Cheng said, "We'll go on a trip after meeting with our uncles and aunts. You can watch any musicals you want. If you like sleepless nights, we'll go to Shanghai. There are also tours. Those, just brush it a few times."

Qi Ye laughed when he heard this, and said of course he had to go, besides that, there was also Hamilton, who would also like to go abroad to play in the future.

With that said, he took out the show brochure from the box——

These publications that Xiao Cheng gave him in the piano room were all sealed with plastic paper, as carefully as if they were priceless treasures.

They were not interested in sorting the boxes anymore, Qi Ye leaned on Xiao Cheng's shoulder, they sat on the edge of the bed, folded their palms together, and looked through it together.

The night before my birthday was plain and beautiful, just like the countless nights I had stayed in before.

By the next day, the entire living room was covered by the rich aroma of roses.This was ordered by Qi Ye in advance, several large handfuls of Ecuadorian roses.

They are placed near the balcony, and when the sun shines, they are a large area of ​​warm red.

Get the birthday cake ready, rush the dishes into the fridge, and you're all set.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Qi Ye called Lao Qi.

"Dad." Qi Ye said, "Thank you very much for agreeing to do me this favor."

"Why are you being so polite?" Lao Qi yelled on the phone, "Of course my son's request must be agreed."

When Qi Ye heard it, his eyes felt a little sour again.

"Actually, it's not just to help you." Lao Qi said in a low voice, "We also want to meet him first, and want to know what kind of ability he has to make our son like him like this, to death."

Qi Ye couldn't help laughing, he was twice his age and still didn't speak like an elder, it was really unbearable.

At six o'clock in the evening, Xiao Jing was invited to come over.

He brought a lot of homemade dishes, including both Chinese and Western styles, which he cooked together with Qi Ye himself, and it happened to fill the entire table.

How should I put it, it is brightly colored and quite smoky.

"Xiao Qi." Xiao Jing hesitated to speak.Qi Ye knew what she wanted to say, so he shook hands and said, "It's okay, sister, we have to look forward and go step by step."

Xiao Jing was stunned, then smiled: "Well, we still have to move forward."

They chatted for a while, and Xiao Cheng came back. Looking at the stuffed briefcase, Qi Ye knew that he had saved his work and brought him back, probably because he wanted to go home early.

Seeing the cake prepared by Xiao Jing and Qi Ye, Xiao Cheng was surprised at first, then smiled.

The birthday process is in decline.

Eat, sing happy birthday, cut the cake.

Taking advantage of the moment when Xiao Cheng went to the kitchen to share the cake, Qi Ye secretly opened the briefcase and took his mobile phone.

The password was still 1127 when they met. He opened WeChat and directly pulled Xiao Cheng into the family group.

The video has not been connected yet, and the news in the group has jumped a lot at this time.

Lao Qi: Didn't start?

Lao Qi: Wait a minute, son, I'll wear a tie again.

Ms. Zhao: If I tell you to prepare early, I won’t listen.

Lao Qi: Didn't this just go to shave?

After a while, Qi Ye sent a message on his mobile phone: Mom and Dad, are you ok?

As soon as the message was sent, the second elder returned the emoticon package, saying it was done.But when Qi Ye went in at one o'clock, except for him and Xiao Cheng, the four of them were not connected.

At this moment, Lao Qi in the group suddenly said: The broadband is suddenly cut off, I will fix it.

Ms. Zhao: Why can't you manage the Internet well?

Lao Qi: Then I will give out a red envelope for four people to make up for it?

Qi Ye: Don't post it, I'll let Shou Xing post it later, a big one.

Although the message could be displayed, no matter how Qi Ye tried, the video connection always failed.It was only after Xiao Cheng came out from the kitchen with the cake that he managed to connect.

However, the real-time avatars of the parents are still gray and the voices are noisy.

Seeing Xiao Cheng looking for his phone, Qi Ye leaned against the door and snapped his fingers.

The meaning was clear, when Xiao Jing pulled Xiao Cheng into the guest bedroom, Xiao Jing smiled at Qi Ye.

"What's the matter, Brother Qi?" Xiao Cheng asked a little puzzled.

Qi Ye hissed, closed the door, and everything in the living room—whether it was the TV or the automatically playing birthday song—was all separated.

A moment of silence.

It seems that the whole world has left them a corner of time alone.

"A surprise." Qi Ye turned his back and turned on Xiao Cheng's phone, "Close your eyes first and stand still."

When Xiao Cheng heard this, he stood obediently with his eyes closed, leaning against the wall without moving a single step.

The family group is still sending messages, and Lao Qi said that when the network restarts, he will use the data to contact them first.

Ms. Zhao asked if the birthday had started and whether it would be in time.

Now that Qi Ye saw it, he wanted to cry again.

He didn't know how Xiao Cheng would react, but before that, he wanted to make a promise to Xiao Cheng, then hugged him and whispered in his ear that from today's birthday onwards, you will be part of our family group, My parents and I are all welcome.

"Brother Qi." Xiao Cheng said suddenly, with a slight smile in his tone, "Don't be a fool."

Qi Ye also laughed when he heard it, then turned around and shook the phone screen: "Open your eyes."

In fact, the guest bedroom didn't turn on the lights at all, and all I could see was the moonlight.

But what Qi Ye said, Xiao Cheng did what he did, not to mention instructions, the whole person was for Qi Ye, he listened to everything.

"Our parents called." Qi Ye clicked into the video call in the group, opened the entire screen and returned it to Xiao Cheng, "They said, happy birthday to you."

The author says:

These chapters are more difficult to write, and may be about half an hour late, good night~

感谢在2021-07-2000:46:00~2021-07-2100:18:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: one for idlers, 276666141;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!