I make your medicine

If possible, Li Che would never let Tang Ren go back to that ruined city, but not today, because today is his mother's death day.

Li Che drove the silent Tang Ren all the way to that place.

The wind was biting outside, and occasionally there was fine snow falling. On this day ten years ago, their mother and son were caught in an abandoned warehouse. I don't know if it would be a day of snow and ice.

Li Che didn't dare to think deeply, and pressed the button on the side of the steering wheel to switch to the song with a sad melody.

Tang Ren recovered from the scenery outside the car window, and turned his head to look at his serious boyfriend.

"I was locked in a plastic box that day."

When he opened his mouth abruptly, Li Che was taken aback and didn't answer. He quietly listened to him continue talking: "The kind of white box that is very common in the seafood market."

Li Che's hand holding the steering wheel tightened more and more.

"So I didn't see anything, just heard something."

He never said these words to anyone, and the police didn't ask too many details. Maybe it was because they were afraid of provoking him, or maybe it was because the traces of the scene were too clear.

It was the first time he narrated those vivid images, except for the inevitable congestion in his chest when he thought of his mother, he didn't have any obvious sadness and pain.

"There was foam in the box, they didn't notice it, and the knife got stuck in the foam when they opened the lid."

The scene where ordinary children would absolutely be frightened and their hands and feet go weak was described by this person without any emotional color.

He looked at Li Che whose frown was getting deeper and deeper, and said softly, "There are so many things, I don't really have a deep impression on them."

Li Che smiled forcedly by his words: "Why are you still consoling me?"

Tang Ren looked at his profile, and said warmly, "I'm afraid you'll overthink it."

He knew Li Che's thoughts too well. During the four days of the Chinese New Year, Li Che was not only spoiling the lawless kid, he was using himself to try to appease a lover who was extremely insecure.

"Is it okay? Don't force it." At that time, the kiss was getting better, and Li Che suddenly asked such a sentence. Tang Ren, who was so hot-headed, didn't have the energy to figure out where he was acting like he was being forced. He only reacted belatedly when he was trapped.

I've said it before, I feel disgusted by that kind of thing.

Li Che always remembered.

So the second time in the old house, he couldn't restrain the emotions in his heart, and treated the person who still followed him and loved him like crazy.

When he thought of Li Che really putting him in his heart to protect and miss him, his chest was washed away with scorching heat wave after wave.

There are people in this world who love him.

And it just so happens that that is also the person I love very much.

The parking lot was right in front of him, Li Che felt bored, and silently found a remote place to park his car.

Sun Qi's cemetery is in the cemetery at the foot of the mountain. The conditions are mediocre and there are very few parking spaces. It seems that some family is burying relatives at the moment. A large number of people got off from four or five cars and occupied a lot of space.

Li Che took off his seat belt, raised his hand to touch the slightly shaggy hair on the back of Tang Ren's head, smoothed it gently, and said in a low voice, "I don't think much about it."

Tang Ren looked at him, and suddenly fell into Li Che's tender and distressed eyes.

"It's all about you."

Li Che felt that what could be counted as words of love could only be the sticky and straightforward confession of "I love you", so when he honestly expressed his true thoughts, he really didn't realize what shocking words he said.

Infinite power, full stamina.

He watched helplessly as the child's eye sockets gradually turned red, and his deep eyes became more and more turbulent, overwhelming him, making him a little at a loss.

"What's the matter?" Li Che smiled in surprise, stroked his cheek, and tapped the end of his eyes with his thumb.

Tang Ren shook his head, the bulging sourness was swallowed by him.

In the past ten years, no one has ever put him in such an important position. His existence cannot affect other people's moods, and cannot shake other people's lives. His traces have always been dispensable, or even better.

But now, there is such a person in front of him who will be touched by him, put him in the deepest position, he is no longer worthless, from now on, he is indispensable.

Wonderful feeling.

Tang Ren grabbed the hand at the corner of his eye and rubbed his head. Li Che's heart was softened by his poke like a big dog, and he leaned over to leave a soothing kiss on his forehead.

"go?"

"it is good."

There was some noise in the small cemetery, and a burial ceremony was being held not far from Sun Qi's tombstone diagonally.

Li Che was not in the mood to pay attention to other people's affairs, he looked at the photos of Sun Qi before he was alive, and his heart was sour.

The posthumous photo above was enlarged and pasted from a single photo in school. She is young and full of vigor, with a high ponytail and a bright smile. She is very beautiful and must be eye-catching when walking on the road.

Most of Tang Ren's appearance followed his father's, but the contours of his lips and face seemed to be taken from his mother.

Li Che used to always feel that there was something very docile in children, the softness separated from the aloofness of his brows and eyes, but he realized only after seeing Sun Qi today, it was the lips and chin, which were exactly the same as his friendly mother.

If she is still alive, she must be a mother who loves her son very much, and it is obvious from her appearance.

Tang Ren put a lot of hydrangeas into a stone vase specially used for sacrifices. Sun Qi likes hydrangeas the most and can't afford them, so she often takes a second look at the entrance of the flower shop.

When Tang Ren was in a bad mood, he would take a two-yuan bus and come here to stay for a while, and he could play here all afternoon with a random stone.

He is not used to talking to photos, dead is dead, he has seen and touched, and nothing will be heard, so he never says anything to the cold tombstone.

The two stood silently for a few minutes, Tang Ren suddenly had an irresistible urge to tell her.

He said to his mother, "My boyfriend."

Li Che was taken aback, then turned to look at him, Tang Ren said again: "Very good."

Li Che bit the bulge on the side of his cheek and squeezed the child's hand, and loosened his tight fist to interlock his five fingers.

He smiled and said in a low voice, "Hi Auntie, my name is Li Che."

Tang Ren didn't look at him, but stared at the tombstone, desperately enduring the rising soreness in his eyes, and listened to Li Che say, "It's Tang Ren's boyfriend."

Sun Qi's smile remained unchanged throughout the years, and she looked straight ahead with a clear light in her eyes.

Li Che looked at her, didn't speak any more, but his eyes were solemn and firm, and he kept rubbing his thumbs to soothe his tense hands.

A few minutes later, Tang Ren calmed down and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

Li Che nodded: "Okay, let's go."

The two walked towards the large group of people, and the exit was in that direction. They walked around the path and finally reached the door, when a familiar voice behind them stopped them.

"Tang Ren."

Wearing a black suit, Xu Guanghyuk lost his usual sloppy manner, looking mature and stable, but he was a little strange at first glance.

Tang Ren was startled, looked at the person a few steps away and at the funeral ceremony behind him, and asked politely, "Will you attend the funeral?"

Xu Guanghe stared at the casual Li Che, and replied: "The elders of the family."

Tang Ren nodded, not knowing what to say, and was about to politely reply "Condolences", when Xu Guanghe asked him, "Why are you here..."

"Look at my mother."

He answered generously, simply and neatly, the previous alienation and eccentricity were gone, the boy in front of him seemed to have torn off the seal that had been imprisoned for a long time, and his whole body was naturally alive.

Xu Guanghe raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. Seeing Li Che's calm expression and the two people's hands clasped, he slightly bent the corner of his lower lip in understanding. An elder behind him said something, and he listened attentively to Tang Ren. He waved his hands casually: "Let's talk again when we have a chance."

Tang Ren: "Well, goodbye."

Xu Guanghe glanced at the two intimate people, and nodded frankly: "Goodbye."

After walking three steps away, Li Che looked back again, and Xu Guanghe happened to look back at them too. The two looked at each other, and both of them were stunned.

Tang Ren lowered his head and asked, "Is it cold?" Li Che looked away, put his hands in his pockets with a smile, and said, "A little bit."

Xu Guanghe watched the two figures disappear at the corner of the gate, was in a daze for a while, smiled and shook his head and looked back at the ceremony.

On the way home, Tang Ren received a WeChat message from Zhuang Hong.

He watched the phone quietly for a long time before locking the screen and putting it away.

"It's going through the litigation process, and it should be the death penalty."

"Ah."

Tang Ren didn't want to say any code name about that person, but just one sentence was enough for Li Che to understand the character behind it.

When Li Che thought of that face, he was physically repulsed. That night he looked at Tang Ren without any paternal love in his eyes, and his face was devoid of any emotion when he mentioned his dead wife.

It is not as good as a beast, and this is the first time he has personally felt the subtlety of this word from a human being.

The two returned home without a word. There should have been a noisy living person, but there was only a kitten with a soft voice and a "fluffy" non-stop.

Looking at the silent room, Li Che was a little puzzled. Lize started school the day after tomorrow, and today he planned to go back to the dormitory early to organize his things. Li Che promised to come back to see him off in the afternoon, but the big messy box in the living room had disappeared.

He took out his mobile phone, only to see the WeChat message from half an hour ago.

Brother: Li Yuan's house is nearby, and he also came back to school today, so he gave me a ride along the way.

Two 10 minutes later.

Brother: We are at school, so please be busy.

Tang Ren turned around, "Going away?"

Li Che nodded, "Li Yuan took him there, he's at school."

The two of them took off their clothes and changed their shoes and entered the room. Li Che seemed to have remembered something, and raised his chin towards the study: "By the way, I bought some school supplies and see what else is missing."

Shun Shui No. [-] Middle School also started school the day after tomorrow. Tang Ren passed the pre-school exam with astonishing results, but was snatched away by the best class on the spot. The student number and school uniform were arranged by the school on its own initiative. It was a huge difference from the attitude of hesitating and not wanting to take him in at the beginning. don't.

"The school uniform has also arrived, let's try it on by the way, it looks a little small to me."

When they walked into the study, Tang Ren picked up the classic black and white school uniform, feeling very strange.

The old high school uniform cost 100 yuan a set. He grew up very fast and gained fifteen centimeters in three years. Lin Shulan was unwilling to spend hundreds of dollars to buy him the same clothes over and over again. It happened that the school rules were useless. Tang Ren never wore a school uniform again.

"There are also padded jackets, gloves, hats and sportswear. The current school uniform is really comprehensive." Li Che picked up the sports pants made of smooth material and "tsk tsk" twice, "I used to have a set for summer and a set for autumn. Putting on shorts in summer looks like iron pillars in the village head."

Tang Ren chuckled, picked up his autumn coat and put it on Li Che, Li Che raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

"Want to see."

The children speak concisely and with bright eyes.

Li Che had no choice but to cooperate, and raised his hand to put on the high-quality top.

This thing seems to have the magical power of a time machine. The moment the mature and stable Li Che put on the clothes, it seemed that he had gone back twelve or three years. It seems to be flamboyant, and the zipper is opened at will to make him more wanton. The cuffs gathered with elastic bands make his arms slender.

A classmate who Tang Ren would never dare to take the initiative to talk to on campus.

He could even imagine sitting in the same class and quietly peeking at this person.

Li Che looked sideways at the shadow on the window, straightened the collar that was tucked into a corner, and zipped it up.

"This dress must be too small for you. I'll go to a store that sells school uniforms tomorrow and have a look." He lowered his head and stretched his sleeves, and said, "I feel short even when I wear them..."

Just looking at the beautiful person in front of him could no longer relieve the anxiety overflowing in Tang Ren's heart. Before he could finish speaking, he wrapped his arms around Li Che's waist and kissed him.

Such an unattainable person belongs to him.

The kisses were fierce and intensified, Li Che was too familiar with this rhythm, the light bulb was not at home, and the children had the tendency to tear off the sugar coating again.

Li Che held his chin and pushed him away a few inches, the ferocious kiss was interrupted, and the two fought for the nearby air to ease their breathing.

Tang couldn't help looking at Li Che's drooping eyebrows, and asked softly, "Brother, are you bothering me?"

Li Che was stabbed in the chest by his cautious tone. He raised his eyes to look at him, and his eyes that concealed reflection and self-blame made him shake wildly.

"If you're bored, then I'll..."

Li Che really couldn't stand his pitiful look, his heart was so soft that he let go of his hands and clasped the back of his neck and kissed him back again.

Tang Maomao, who had finally waited until someone came home, thought that he finally had canned food to eat, but the door of the study was suddenly closed, and it was frightened with a "dong" sound.

It lingered at the door for a long time, but got no response when it scratched the door, and jumped on the sofa angrily and nestled in the soft cushion.

The house is large, empty but not very quiet. There is a faint sound seeping out intermittently, and it cannot be heard clearly unless you listen carefully.

"Little kid, don't you..."

"Are you playing me?"

Listening to a little conniving little anger.