fight for day

When we went back, the rain was a little lighter. During this period of time, the road was being repaired, and the traffic jam was very serious. Lu Zhou kept accelerating and braking. He originally wanted to chat with Ye Zhuming, but after several conversations, the latter always said "hmm ""Oh ah".

After so long, Lu Zhou has gotten used to Ye Zhuming's moodiness, so he stopped talking.Ye Zhuming connected the car stereo with his mobile phone and started playing songs.

The melody was very familiar, and Lu Zhou couldn't help humming softly after listening to it for a while. After a while, he found that Ye Zhuming was looking at him with his head tilted, so he smiled: "What's wrong?"

Ye Zhuming said: "Are you a fan of Menglong?"

Lu Zhou just remembered that this song was a new album released last week, no wonder Ye Zhuming asked this, he clicked his tongue: "Well, forget it, I listen to more European and American singers."

As soon as he finished speaking, the music in the car changed again.

Lu Zhou looked at Ye Zhuming suspiciously, and met his playful gaze.

He thought it was funny, paused, and really hummed along.

"she saywhere youwannago

"how much you wanna risk

"I'm not looking for somebody

"With some superhuman gifts..."

Before humming the chorus, Ye Zhuming cut it again. Lu Zhou tapped the steering wheel with his fingers and continued singing.

"Second thing second

"Don't you tell me what you think that I could be

"I'm the one at the sail

"I'm the master of mysea, oh-ooh

The master of mysea, oh-ooh..."

Ye Zhuming changed several songs one after another, and Lu Zhou also enjoyed showing off his profound song reserves, and finally stopped. He looked at Lu Zhou with a little surprise: "I found out,"

His expression was half a smile, "You are a person who can surprise me very much."

"My honor." Lu Zhou smiled, then suddenly remembered something, and stopped the car in front of the zebra crossing, "But since you have said so, I must surprise you a little more."

He opened the storage drawer of the co-pilot, and took out an exquisitely carved wooden box to Ye Zhuming: "Open it and have a look."

"Hey," Ye Zhuming smiled meaningfully, the box was only the size of his palm, and it was actually made of agarwood, "Is this a marriage proposal?"

Lu Zhou intentionally tried to trick him: "Just look at it and you'll know."

Ye Zhuming shook his head amusedly, his slender fingers lightly lifted the copper buckle, and with a light click, the lid of the small wooden box popped up.

Lu Zhou observed Ye Zhuming's expression, saw his smile slowly disappearing, and felt a little nervous: "What's wrong? Did I make a mistake?"

The box was full of colorful candies, and the sweet but not greasy fruity aroma slowly overflowed after opening the lid. Ye Zhuming maintained the movement of opening the lid without saying anything.

"Well, I see the same candy paper as the one you showed me last time."

Lu Zhou rubbed his nose, Ye Zhuming came back to his house for dinner, and showed him a kind of out-of-print fruit candy.When he saw the brightly colored candy wrappers, he thought they looked familiar. Later, when he asked, it was really the one he thought.

"I have a cousin in Japan. This sugar factory was bought by him several years ago. Uh, it seems that this line was cut off because of poor sales. But my sister-in-law and my mother's children like it very much. A little is produced every month to give to relatives in need, and there is no external sale.”

Lu Zhou saw it a few times when he was visiting relatives during the holidays, but he was not addicted to sugar, and he didn't dare to be very sure, so he simply asked his cousin to send a copy directly from Japan.

The original intention was to make Ye Zhuming happy, but seeing his expression, Lu Zhou was really not sure if he was self-defeating.

"I, did I make a mistake?" Lu Zhou couldn't sit still, "My cousin specializes in this, he said that this is the only candy made from pure fruit extracts, er, maybe I misremembered— —”

Ye Zhuming shook his head lightly: "No."

He picked up a purple one with his index thumb, took it under his nose and sniffed it: "This is it."

"Haha, yes." Lu Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, "Is it delicious? You have remembered it for so many years."

"Eat and eat." Ye Zhuming peeled off the candy wrapper and handed it to Lu Zhou without any explanation.

This distance can be eaten by opening his mouth, Lu Zhou didn't reach out, and lowered his head slightly to put the purple candy into his mouth.

A strong grape smell immediately spread in the mouth, Lu Zhou raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Hey, it's not bad."

Ye Zhuming withdrew his hand, twirled the wet skin on his index finger, and closed the box with a smile.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Lu Zhou said casually.

Ye Zhuming put the box on his lap, put his hands on it, and said flatly, "I can't bear it."

Lu Zhou was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled again: "It's okay, you can eat at ease, I asked my brother to keep a copy every month, it's enough."

Ye Zhuming only hummed, but still didn't move.

"that--"

"I--"

The two spoke at the same time, but kept silent at the same time, Lu Zhou laughed first, and told you to speak first.

Ye Zhuming said: "Next month Magnum will have a concert in Shanghai, someone gave me two front row tickets, do you want to go together?"

Lu Zhou froze for a moment, parked the car next to Ye Zhuming's Cullinan, thought for a moment and asked, are we just the two of us?

"Yes." Ye Zhuming stroked the box.

Lu Zhou definitely wanted to go. He didn't pay much attention to the concert after work. He thought for a while and said, "Yes, do you want to ask Sister Chi and the others?"

"Chi Huan only likes to sing operas." Ye Zhuming said.

Lu Zhou: "What about Xiaobai?"

"You tell him about Menglong, and he will talk about ice cream with you." Ye Zhuming smiled, "The nature of the unit, they are all relatively traditional, and no one likes foreign bands."

Lu Zhou understood: "Okay, then show me the ticket and I'll book a hotel nearby."

Ye Zhuming didn't refuse, and took pictures of the things to Lu Zhou when he got home, and then he fell on his back on the bed.His eyes were empty, and the bright light of the chandelier shone directly into his eyes, and his delicate face was still unmoved.

After maintaining this position for a long time, Ye Zhuming sat up slowly. He grabbed the heavy box and went to the refrigerator, and opened the freezer.

It was very empty inside, and because the walls of the box were frozen after not being used for a long time, Ye Zhuming yanked it open.

Fine shards of ice fell down with a clatter, instantly covering the tin box.

Ye Zhuming took out the box and brushed off the thin layer of crushed ice with his hands, revealing the rusty and discolored picture of Captain America.

He gently opened the box, and there was only one candy in it. After leaving it for too long, the bright red candy wrapper became quite dim, and the silver-white tinfoil directly leaked out of the middle part of the belly that was pinched too much.

Its original color is more vivid.

"...Child," Ye Feng stretched out his hand tremblingly. Ye Zhuming thought he hated him, hated him for hiding his life experience for so long, and hated that he missed his mother once from the accident to the burial, but after watching After seeing Ye Feng for half a month, most of his hair had turned white, he still couldn't say anything, and silently held Ye Feng with red eyes.

Ye Feng's voice was weak, "If there is a choice, I never want you to bear this fate, I just hope you can have a happy and fulfilling life. But life is not as good as it should be, whether it is you or your mother," Ye Feng's voice was choked up, and he wiped his tears with the back of his hand with difficulty, and the blood immediately ran across his eyes, "They are all existences that I cherish more than life, but I have not been able to protect you well. As a husband and father, I am Failed. Son, you are only 19 years old, me, how can I rest assured..."

Ye Zhuming pursed his lips tightly, sniffed and said: "I will be fine," he pulled Ye Feng's hand to his lips and kissed, "You will be fine too."

Ye Feng smiled, with a happy and sad expression, he pulled Ye Zhuming's hand over, and put something in his hand.

Ye Zhuming saw that it was the fruit juice candy he used to eat when he was a child.

The bright red paper shell was already covered with blood, Ye Zhuming stared blankly at the candy, and heard Ye Feng ask.

"Will you still be obedient if you don't have any sugar to eat?"

Ye Zhuming closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes trembling, and he said after a long time, "I will, father."

Ye Feng smoothed his long hair behind his ears and put his hands on his shoulders: "You promise."

Ye Zhuming slowly opened his eyes, his beautiful eyes were full of fragility and strength: "I promise, father."

Ye Zhuming hugged him and promised again: "You have my word."

Ye Feng's hands trembled in the air, and finally slowly stroked the thin and slender back, closing his eyes in pain.

drop.

The fridge door was left open for too long and the light went off by itself.Ye Zhuming suddenly came back to his senses, rubbed his eyes with his cold fingertips, closed the box again, held it to his lips and kissed it lightly, then put the tin box and wooden box back into the refrigerator.

He had been sitting cross-legged on the ground just now, and his blood circulation was poor. Now he felt sore and numb after a while, and it hurt even to move.

Ye Zhuming simply didn't move, moved closer to the refrigerator with his hands on the ground, put his head against the door and closed his eyes.

Facts have proved that mental exhaustion is more tiring than physical exhaustion. It took a long time for Ye Zhuming to wake up in a daze when his cell phone rang. has been hung up.

I picked it up and saw that there were actually five missed calls, all of which were chirping calls.

Ye Zhuming didn't dare to delay, so he hurried back: "What happened?"

As soon as he made a sound, he realized that his voice was very hoarse, so he coughed a little, and repeated while pouring water: "What's the matter?"

"Why didn't you answer so many calls? No, what's wrong with your throat? Have you caught a cold?" Chi Huan asked suspiciously.

"It's just that I didn't wake up." Ye Zhuming took a sip of water, "What's the matter?"

"Oh, what?" Chi Huan's voice was very serious, and Ye Zhuming could even imagine the seriousness of the matter.

"Come to the city bureau now, Jiang Hang surrendered himself."