The residual temperature is over

When Yu Shiye said these words, he watched Wen Bieyu's face turn pale, and took a step back as if he could not stand still, and leaned against the wall.But the hard wall didn't seem to give Wen Bieyu enough support. The person leaning against the wall was still trembling uncontrollably.

Yu Shiye's heart was suddenly picked up.

He took a step forward, but stopped abruptly, because Wen Bieyu started to speak.

The person leaning against the wall lowered his head, his hair fell down to cover his eyes, and his expression was covered in a layer of gray mist. He didn't seem to notice that his body was shaking, because his voice was so calm , In the calm, there is still confusion.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you. At first, I just thought... Maybe it would make us less awkward."

Yu Shiye listened quietly, and finally asked: "Then are you going to never tell me?"

Wen Bieyu was silent at first, then raised his head, the mist covering his face entered his eyes, he shook his head slightly: "I don't know... Actually, since we talked, I have been thinking, should I tell you , how should I tell you. Maybe... Maybe when our relationship gets deeper, I will tell you, just talk about the past when we are chatting."

The swaying heart, like the ticking of the clock in the living room, trembles and hesitates for a while.

When the trembling and hesitation reached the bottom of Yu Shiye's heart, his body felt cold and hot in response.

Yu Shiye could fully understand.

Wen Bieyu's feelings are warm and restrained, pure and forbearing, he is the most fanatical believer in love, and also the most devout supporter in love.His love is unreserved, not mixed with any other calculations.

He doesn't want to turn his love into a burden, let alone take back any non-love response with this burden.

Yu Shiye's heart was immersed in boiling oil, and there was a burst of anger-like resentment for no reason.

Blame the fair and cruel time, blame the misunderstanding by mistake, blame yourself, and even blame Wen Bieyu.

Why are you so stupid?

If it is really like what I said at the beginning of the meeting, we got married during the nine years we separated, and we have someone we like more...how great would it be?

In this way, there is no need to carry a hopeless feeling and walk a dark road with no end in sight.

This road is so long, rough and steep, full of thorns and fire, no one can pull him when he climbs, no one can help him when he falls, he bleeds, burns, even if he is tired, he falls down, and he will never walk again No movement, flesh and soil grow together, and no one knows, no one shares.

... what a fool.

Yu Shiye felt sour in his heart.

What will this guy do if I don't come back, if we don't meet again?

And me, what should I do?

At this moment, he suddenly understood why he couldn't get to the end in getting along with others in the past years.

There are all kinds of inappropriateness, but at the same time, it is also because he has met the best person and got the best relationship.When this feeling left him, his heart also haggard.

Someone told him he could come out of his emaciation.

He made a lot of changes, a lot of hard work for this... He also thought that he had really come out of it, but he didn't.

The heart always understands everything, the heart is just silent.

So from then on, the rest will never be happy.

Yu Shiye looked at Wen Bieyu, suddenly wanted to hug him, he raised his lips, and coaxed others:

"Bie Yu, come into my arms."

The man standing against the wall stared fixedly, he paused for a few seconds, then walked towards Yu Shiye.

With one step forward, the trembling left on Wen Bieyu's body, together with the thorns and fire, loneliness and darkness, was abandoned at his feet. He took off the shackles and hugged Yu Shiye lightly.

Yu Shiye hugged Wen Bieyu and stroked Wen Bieyu's back.

There is nothing wrong with the advice to come out.

Yu Shiye thought.

It's just that he didn't understand at the time that "coming out", in addition to starting a new relationship with others, he can also choose to start over with the person he loves.

He straightened Wen Bieyu's slightly messy hair, wiped off a little sweat on the bottom, and then whispered to Wen Bieyu: "Bieyu, where did you put those books I like?"

"..." Wen Bieyu had no choice but to speak obediently, "I'm afraid you might see it, so I put it in the closet."

Yu Shiye: "Then do you want to move out later?"

Wen Bieyu's expression changed a little, probably because of mixed annoyance and disappointment: "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Then..." Yu Shiye continued to ask, these questions were sweet and tricky in his mouth, "How much space have you reserved for my book? One-third, one-fifth, one-tenth?"

Wen Bieyu pursed his lips, embarrassment mixed with anger, and glared at Yu Shiye, then replied: "One fifth, don't read too many miscellaneous books."

"At this time, you really have the demeanor of a housekeeper." Yu Shiye sighed, and the breath was like a soft cloud, "Aside from these, what else did you do? You bought a pair of daily necessities and waited for me to come back Do you use it?"

Baiyun threw himself on Wen Bieyu's body, knocking Wen Bieyu dizzy, and without paying attention, he continued: "Couples look better..."

"Still going to buy clothes in my size?"

"Not specifically." Wen Bieyu answered subconsciously. After answering, she became more sober and wanted to shut up, but after thinking about it, it seemed that it didn't make any sense to shut up at this time, "...just occasionally I feel that some clothes are very suits you."

"What else?" Yu Shiye asked again.

"Not anymore." Wen Bieyu denied.

Yu Shiye looked at Wen Bieyu for a long time, and said softly: "The days circled with red pen on the calendar are my birthdays."

On the calendar of the year, only two days are circled.

One is the anniversary of the death of Grandpa Wen Bieyu.

One, is his birthday.

Those two scarlet strokes, like bloodstains on the heart, represented that this was the only day that was firmly engraved into Wen Bieyu's life.

But the dead are gone, and the living are far away. No matter which day, it seems that all that can be brought to Wen Bieyu is memories, which are as quiet as dense forests and deep pools, like memories condensed by melancholy.

"It feels like celebrating a birthday alone." Yu Shiye's voice was a little tense, "It's kind of bad, isn't it?"

"...Fortunately, it's not too bad." Wen Bieyu said in a low voice.

He didn't seem to want to talk too much about it, but Yu Shiye didn't give Wen Bieyu a chance to avoid it.Yu Shiye continued to ask:

"But the happy birthday wasn't received, isn't that bad enough?"

Wen Bieyu raised his eyes and looked at Yu Shiye, his expression was filled with sadness, like the sadness of night peeping out the window of other people's house lights.Nine years of such an empty life have passed, of course it is bad, very bad, so bad that sometimes the master who makes the decision is not willing to think about it.But it wasn't because his happy birthday wasn't caught, absolutely not.

It's just because...

"Are you afraid that after I leave, I won't find someone to celebrate my birthday at twelve o'clock?"

Yu Shiye asked softly, he didn't want to force Wen Bieyu.

But these grievances, if he didn't say it, Wen Bieyu would never say it.

Yu Shiye asked again: "Is that so?"

"I promised you that I will give you blessings as soon as your birthday comes..." Wen Bieyu said, "I thought about sending them to you anonymously. It took me a long time to find your new address, but I still can't find your mobile phone, and I haven't been able to send the gifts I want you to receive... I couldn't do it. "

Year after year, at this time of the year, this is what Wen Bieyu thinks about.

Yu Shiye's gift can't be given by himself, but he should be able to receive it. He doesn't know if others will prepare a gift for Yu Shiye, so every year, he prepares his own gift for Yu Shiye.

Even if these gifts could not be sent before, they were never sent later.

Some fragments of what he saw when he went to the United States flashed through Wen Bieyu's mind, making his breathing stagnant.

When Yu Shiye discovered this, his chest seemed to be missing something crucial, it was empty and he couldn't weigh it.

"Bie Yu, you really..."

Yu Shiye's voice was very low, before he started, Wen Bieyu had already stopped the words.

"It's really nothing, I really don't feel bad." Wen Bieyu paused for a moment, and even smiled, "When I got your love, I did a very cunning thing. I hid my heart in the into your heart..."

He told Yu Shiye simply like this:

"Then how can these things on me affect my heart beating in your chest?"

"Ono, I love you."

"Just this thought has filled my entire life, and there is no more gap."

Yu Shiye was stunned for a long time, and touched his heart, it seemed that there was a double beating, folded in the palm of his hand:

"Those gifts, I think I have received them all. Your persistence convinced fate to bring me, who was lost, to you after so many years..."

Speaking of this, Yu Shiye also smiled:

"Thinking about it this way, I'm really smart. Even if I didn't know anything at the time, I caught the best of you at the first moment of reunion."

"So, you are such a clever little ghost." Wen Bieyu teased.

"In front of you, I am very clever." Yu Shiye asked truthfully.

Wen Bieyu's tense nerves had been completely relaxed, and he realized that he was still sweating all over, so he pushed Yu Shiye: "I just cleaned up the bookcase, it's dirty and tired, I'm going to take a shower first."

Yu Shiye nodded, and said, "I'll wait for you in the living room."

"Why not in the bedroom?" Wen Bieyu wondered.

"Stay in the living room, and I can see you coming out of the bathroom for the first time." Yu Shiye blinked.

Wen Bieyu was pleased by this sentence, he stood on tiptoe, gave Yu Shiye a kiss first, and then went into the bathroom with a change of clothes.

The sound of splashing water could be heard indistinctly through the door.

Yu Shiye lay flat on the sofa, closed his eyes slightly, and felt the sound of water in his ears stopped, and a warm wind mixed with fragrance caressed his face.

"Ono..."

Yu Shiye didn't open his eyes, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he pulled the person who called him into his arms.

It was unclear who kissed whom first.

The narrow space allowed the two to hug each other tightly, and the rising temperature burned their bodies, leaving only trembling breaths, which became the music played on the strings.

When the intense movement came to an end and quietly melted into the tired night, Yu Shiye said next to the exhausted Wen Bieyu's ear, "...are you going to America?"

Still red and wet eyes opened in the night, staring at him blankly, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

Yu Shiye continued:

"I already know what happened to you these years... What about you, do you want to know my life these years? I told you that your addiction is more than tobacco."