The residual temperature is over

The memory was long and chaotic. When he finished describing the past slowly, fatigue suddenly hit his body. He rubbed the center of his brows and walked a few steps into the room. The ground was obviously flat, but he still felt like standing on a train. Shaking and dizziness.

The former house is like a carriage traveling through time, traveling between the present and the past.

"Actually..." Yu Shiye said, he was standing by the window, when he looked downstairs from here, he had a little illusion, as if he could see the old silhouette, staying there for a long time.He didn't want to see this much.But he forced himself to face it and waved it away, "The past is in the past, Bie Yu, we can just live the present and the future well."

"I do not have--"

A low voice came from behind, Wen Bieyu said something.

Yu Shiye didn't hear clearly, and turned around: "What did you just say?"

"...I didn't want you."

The strong dam built in his heart was finally destroyed, and the torrent accumulated in it could no longer be held back. He blurted out the secret he had kept for so many years to Yu Shiye without any preparation.

After talking, there was no relaxation.

Wen Bieyu looked at the stunned person in front of him, as if he had been hit head-on by panic.His breathing became rapid, his hands clenched into fists, the skin all over his body was white, pale without blood color and temperature.

He doesn't know the outcome.

I don't know if this belated sentence will bring more harm to the person in front of me.

He just - always just - wanted to protect Yu Shiye, and wanted to see Yu Shiye happy and proud.But he brought the unnecessary burden, and he also brought the most harm.He was desperately trying to get a better result, but it turned out to be the worst.

His own sorrow and the pain for Yu Shiye filled his body, Wen Bieyu stood where he was, feeling his eyes ached and dry.

"Ono, I didn't blame you, I never blamed you."

The astonishment disappeared from Yu Shiye's face, he stood silently, with mixed emotions.

A small corner of his heart moved, and he saw his past self come out of what he thought had long since disappeared.

pouring rain.

man rushing forward in the rain with an umbrella.

The person who staggered over with an umbrella was Wen Bieyu.

Yu Shiye followed his past self, walked all the way to Wen Bieyu, and hugged the sad but unable to cry man into his arms.

His posture of hugging people is a bit clumsy, like his immature self in the past; his hand patting people's back is extra steady, skilled enough to control everything.

The old Yu Shiye overlapped with the current Yu Shiye.They hugged Wen Bieyu together and told each other:

"...I'm very sad. Bieyu, you cry for me, okay? If you cry for me, I won't be sad."

Strangely, when his ears heard these words, his dry eyes were filled with tears. He closed his eyes, and the cold liquid slid down his cheeks, halfway through, Yu Shiye wiped them off one by one.

Yu Shiye asked Wen Bieyu:

"At that time, what happened?"

What happened to you at that time?

In the past, it was not only a torture for Yu Shiye, but also a torture for Wen Bieyu.

Wen Bieyu hugged him unconsciously, and after a while, said in a hoarse voice:

"I got a call..."

On the phone, his parents informed him that his grandfather had died and he was going back to attend the funeral.

The grandfather who had a close conversation with him last night died, and he wanted to go back and bid a final farewell to his grandfather's body.

He got on the car, got off again, and when he got out of the station, he saw Yu Shiye standing in front of him.

The familiar person stayed in his familiar position, and suddenly there was a little more fluctuation in the numbness.

He moved his steps a little slowly, and walked towards Yu Shiye's direction. After taking a step, his parents appeared in front of him.

The father's expression was flat, and the tablet was full of complaints. His wrist was firmly grasped by the other party. His father lowered his voice and taught him: "What are you going to do? Where do you want to go? Do you know that your grandpa is dead, You still want to go to Yu Shiye, but you can't leave him for a second—"

Once the words started, they never stopped.

He was taken into the car by them and brought into the house.He stayed in his own home, but he couldn't see the owner of the home.

My father was always babbling, repeating every word and every sentence upside down, complaining, tirelessly, and never stopping.

He said how could you leave grandpa alone at home.

He said how could you let Yu Shiye come to take care of your grandfather.

He said it was your fault.

He said he should listen to him, put grandpa in a nursing home, and let professional people do professional things.

Mother stopped by.

She said a few words about father.

She said what children know, don't complain when things happen.

She said that you are nagging now, but you used to visit your father more often.

She said a few more words about Wen Bieyu.

She said that your father was too sad and long-winded this day, but you can't be angry with your father, it's your fault.

She said how could you entrust your grandfather to others to take care of, others are others, and your family is your own family, you are so irresponsible, it is a waste of your grandfather loving you so much.

Those voices were mosquitoes and bees, buzzing around Wen Bieyu's ears, he didn't look at them, he looked out the window, the flowers outside the window were withered, and the scorched yellow leaves were fixed on Wen Bieyu's ears. in the pupil.

After a long time, Wen Bieyu found his own voice, which was very confusing.

"Grandpa... how did he die?"

The nagging father froze suddenly, like a volcano erupting, he was furious first:

"It's you, it's your little boyfriend! Your grandpa was killed by you, your grandpa——"

The mother grabbed the father fiercely and scolded:

"Don't say it!"

"It's all my fault and his fault, are you all right?"

Father's accusation against Yu Shiye woke up Wen Bieyu, who turned around and asked quietly.

On the erupting volcano, magma rolled down one after another.

His father burst into tears, and he fell down on the sofa, weeping bitterly as if breaking down, the tears flowed across his face, like a bank burst, and he couldn't hold it back.

"What do you know, you don't know anything!"

"Do you know that your grandpa still thinks of you until the end? How can you not come back, how can you let someone else come back!"

"Dad, how could you leave like this, I haven't been filial to you—"

This was the first time Wen Bieyu saw his father's tears, and more confusion and numbness poured into his heart. He didn't know what to say, and he didn't know what expression to make. Suddenly, he found that with a simple sentence, he defeated his father.

unreal.

Wen Bieyu couldn't feel the truth.

He was on one side, and the others were on the other side. There was a layer of frosted glass in the middle. The glass blocked the sound and people. He only saw a few shadows, speaking and moving independently like a puppet show.

He looked at it for a long time, and saw a black and white photo, a white libation flower.

He saw grandpa.

The living grandfather, frozen in the photo, lay flat in the coffin.

And he stood at the scene of the funeral, watching many people he knew and did not know gathered around his grandfather's coffin, feeling sad.He felt suddenly sick and ashamed, sick and ashamed of himself.

Only then did he understand what the conversation he had with his father yesterday meant.

He is passing the buck.

He wanted to shirk responsibility for his grandfather's death.

But... It's my fault, it's my fault. Grandpa and I depend on each other for life, but I failed to take care of him, and I failed to see him for the last time.

Wen Bieyu gradually lost the ability to move, he was frozen on a floor tile like a plant.

He began to fear, and the fear made him see a person, and made him murmur a word.

"Ono is here, let him in..."

The mourners didn't hear it, but the parents standing beside him did.

Father said harshly: "Don't let him in! When I see him, I think of your grandpa's death, and when I see you, I also think of your grandpa's death!—"

The mother next to her shivered at the same time, as if she had revisited the moment when she saw the grandfather's body: "Just be considerate of your father, why did you have to let him come in to watch the funeral? Isn't it enough for him to see your grandfather's death?"

Wen Bieyu lost her voice.

He looks at grandpa.

Grandpa is still the same, but he doesn't talk to him anymore, and he doesn't smile at him anymore.

Grandpa is gone forever.

The funeral was over, the voices died away, and the nagging of the parents returned.

From the time he received the call, there was always a voice in his ear, a voice that confused him more and more.

When my father spoke again, he still repeated those few sentences back and forth, but he seemed to be smarter, and he started talking about Yu Shiye.

He said that you are about to break up with Yu Shiye.

He said that I said earlier that two men can't be together, let alone two children.

He said that Yu Shiye would definitely start to be afraid of you, and Yu Shiye would think of your grandfather's death when he saw you.

The mother was also talking, she sighed and complained, saying that for such a child to face the death of your grandfather, you are sorry for your grandfather and you are also sorry for Yu Shiye.

Finally, on their way home from the funeral, they stopped and said something in a wink.

"We won't come back this year for Chinese New Year, you...do you want to stay with your grandfather?"

Wen Bieyu blinked and slowly understood.

Parents don't want to come back, don't want to see him.They were afraid to see him.

The puppet show beside them did not stop with their departure, but intensified, and Wen Bieyu remained silent behind the glass.

Until he saw Yu Shiye at the station, he could also feel the fear hidden in Yu Shiye's heart, the same fear as his parents.

The kind of fear that frightened him.

When I harmed Grandpa, did I also harm Yu Shiye?

Let Yu Shiye, who didn't have to face these things at all, encounter so many terrible things...

The frosted glass beside him completely surrounded him, he was at one end of the glass, and the others were at the other end.

The father is no longer by his side, but their voices and their shadows remain, recorded on the camera, and played back in front of the eyes and ears in a loop.

Too much noise, too much noise...

If the glass could be thicker, would I not be able to hear this?

Sure enough, the glass became thicker, the voice became quieter, and Wen Bieyu felt more numb, or tired, and had to think for a long, long time even to move a finger.

After getting out of the car, he returned home.

He saw his ugly self in the mirror.He shivered, and he also began to fear, and felt that such fear would spread to Yu Shiye.

Should I be away for a few days?

He was thinking, before saying such words, Yu Shiye said in a hurry, and left in a hurry.

But the fear did not disappear with the passage of time.

They accumulated more and more on Yu Shiye's body, and also opened the distance between him and Yu Shiye.

The fear in the glass house was accumulating more and more, and there was nowhere to release it. He was afraid that Yu Shiye would be terrified when he saw him, and he was even more afraid that when he was not paying attention, he would not be able to bear it and vent all the fear inside to Yu Shiye, the only one who could come in.

He was afraid that he would open his mouth and say a word, just like defeating his father, it also hurt Yu Shiye.

He swallowed all the words back.

He silently looked at Yu Shiye who was getting more and more tired and worse, his tail feathers faded and his hair was messy, looking at him was like seeing that scorched flower on the window sill.

In the silence, an idea took root and lingered.

If the two are separated for a while...

Yu Shiye will be happier too, he won't have to bear the burdens that don't belong to him, and he won't have to see me beyond recognition...

At least until I can bear this, at least it makes my appearance less scary, at least it makes me not aggravate Ono's fear...

There was a knock on the closed door.

Yu Shiye stood outside and asked him a word in a low voice.

The determination he had just made was shaken violently, and then he collapsed like a house in a strong earthquake.

In fact, it's not that Yu Shiye needs him, but that he needs Yu Shiye. The more he is trapped in fear and mud, the more he wants to hug Yu Shiye and get comfort from him.

Selfishness eventually overwhelms rationality.

But the moment he opened the door, there was no one outside.

Many years have passed, and the door is still there, but he still hasn't come out from behind the door that was knocked but failed to open in time.