The residual temperature is over

What happened seven years ago, what belonged to Wen Bieyu, was finally explained clearly.

Yu Shiye clasped his hands together, bent his elbows on his knees, and was silent for a long time, before he said to himself: "It turned out to be this day...It turned out to be this day..."

His expression was very solemn, mourning solemnly, as if recalling the painful but inevitable things in his life, as if he was in a solemn funeral.

This reminded Wen Bieyu of his grandfather's funeral.

Yu Shiye propped his forehead, and his tone was slightly light, just like the lightness and trance he felt that day: "I did see you at that time, you suddenly appeared in the crowd without warning. I chased your shadow to find you, but you It suddenly disappeared again, like a bubble..."

He turned to Wen Bieyu, raised his hand, and hovered over Wen Bieyu's cheek.

He thought that the phantom that he had been dreaming of for so many years had always been real.

As long as he looks for it again, he will be able to find it.

He dared not think any more.I didn't dare to think about it in the past, and I don't even dare to think about it now.

Wen Bieyu felt a little sad.What Yu Shiye said did not surprise him, he knew Yu Shiye so well that he could guess the past without Yu Shiye saying too much.

He tilted his head, put his cheek against Yu Shiye's palm, and rubbed it lightly.

The real touch dispelled some of the trance in his heart, Yu Shiye couldn't help but smiled, and stroked Wen Bieyu's cheek for a moment, then he calmed down and continued:

"I just got an important phone call at that time. I thought you were a hallucination from the stimulation. I didn't look any further. Later, the guy on the motorbike you mentioned drove me back, and he got on the bus with me. Dormitory building. When I opened the door, it may be because I was in a trance, but I didn't see the note you left."

Yu Shiye's tone was calm and low, narrating what happened in the past.

Where did the note go in the end? He already had guesses in his mind.But he didn't make his guesses public. Guesses are guesses after all. No one can be sure about the things hidden in the corner of time. What is the truth?

Yu Shiye hugged Wen Bieyu sideways, his head was lowered, making it difficult to see his expression clearly, and he could only see the fragility that he didn't usually have from his voice.

"It's a good thing you're here..."

"Xiaoye," Wen Bieyu held his breath, and hugged Yu Shiye tightly. He felt the pain from the other person, which awakened his memory. The first thing he cared about back then was the phone call Yu Shiye received. Now he The last thing he cared about was still the phone call. He could feel Yu Shiye's pain, "The phone call you received was..."

"You know me best."

Yu Shiye smiled self-deprecatingly, raised his head, and said to Wen Bieyu: "After coming to the United States, I will take you to the dormitory where I live, to the restaurant where I work part-time, and then to the school where I go to school...but What I most want to take you to is another place, a place that is very important to me. Bieyu, would you like to go there with me and have a look?"

"Where is that?" Wen Bieyu subconsciously asked.

***

It was a sanatorium located in the city.

In this sanatorium, a row of low two-story buildings surrounded a large lawn. In the lawn, there were gray-haired old people sitting in wheelchairs or walking around on crutches.

Yu Shiye brought Wen Bieyu into the nursing center. Although he had been away for many years, when he entered, the people in the reception center still recognized him, walked out and gave him a big hug.

He raised the corner of his mouth and said to the other party: "This is my friend, I want to show him around here."

"Of course there is no problem." The receptionist said, "This is your forever home."

Yu Shiye led Wen Bieyu forward.

During this process, Wen Bieyu has been observing the surroundings. Perhaps it is because of the inconvenience of the elderly. The buildings here are very low. They are used as places for the elderly to live. There are flat floors, two floors, and no more than three floors. building.

As far as he could see, the color here changed from pure white and elegant to bold and lively. There were even cats and dogs living in it. In this short corridor, there were already two cats and a dog chasing each other from Wenzhou. Yu feet ran past.

"You can keep pets here?" Wen Bieyu asked, "Won't there be a safety hazard?"

"It can be raised." Yu Shiye said, "I think it will be a little bit, after all, the elderly are fragile, although these cats and dogs have undergone strict training, when everything is not 100%, maybe an accidental collision, the old man fell down .”

"Then why..."

Yu Shiye smiled softly: "Because the old man feels that he needs these. In the dying stage of life, compared with absolute safety, crutches, wheelchairs, medicines, hanging bottles, strict doctor's orders, and things that can be listed on an entire A4 paper What they want more, maybe something else, something more interesting... pets, CDs, ball games, a hidden bottle of whiskey, a jar of chocolate stuffed under the pillow."

"But what they think is not always understood by everyone. Those people always think that you are so old, you should know what is good and what is not, what works and what does not work. You can't be so willful."

"They may not know that sometimes, it's not capriciousness, it's just life."

Yu Shiye pushed open a door.

He took Wen Bieyu in, and Wen Bieyu found out that it was a showroom.

The red velvet carpet and dark gold wallpaper decorate this room elegantly and noblely. Gold and silver medals are pasted all over the wall. Under each medal, there will be a small long photo frame. In the photo frame, there are photos of the old man and A few lines of text describing which competition he had won in the nursing home and what kind of results he had achieved.

Wen Bieyu took a few glances and found that there were all kinds of competitions above, fishing, knitting, singing and other ordinary competitions, but even poker and whistling, there were competitions and medals.

"Look at this." Yu Shiye said.

His finger pointed to a place on the wall, on which was a picture of an old man, with blond hair and blue eyes, a hooked nose, and thin lips. Judging from his expression, there was a bit of sternness, and a bit of indifference, all mixed together. Very contradictory feeling.

If Meng Qihang was here, he would be able to find that the person Yu Shiye was referring to was the person on that tombstone.

But Wen Bieyu didn't know about this, he just followed the direction of Yu Shiye's finger, looked at it seriously, and found that there were many photos of this old man on the medal wall, even if the rest also had awards. An old man with two and three medals, the frequency of appearance of this old man is still too high.

Wen Bieyu: "Who is he?"

"He is a very brave person..." Yu Shiye said slowly, then raised his eyes to look at Wen Bieyu, "He is the person who has influenced me the most since I went abroad. The one you came to look for One day, I got a call..."

Yu Shiye closed his eyes, his eyelids trembling slightly.

"He chose euthanasia. He chose me to accompany him through the final journey."

"His name is Andre."

***

I met Andre after Yu Shiye came to the United States for a while.

At that time, Yu Shiye, after a period of exhausting work and study, had clearly realized that he could not go on like this, so despite the discomfort and fear, he still chose to enter a nursing home and fight for a nursing job for himself .

On the first day he got his nursing certificate and entered the nursing home, he turned over and cleaned the elderly in need as required, and was busy all morning.Sometimes it’s better to be busy. Physical exhaustion can replace the feeling in the heart. Maybe there are only so many sensory nerves in people. If you notice one thing, you have to ignore the other.

This was much better than what Yu Shiye had imagined. He breathed a sigh of relief. During his lunch break, he took his own meal, sat in a sunny position in the yard, and was in a daze while eating.

At this moment, a voice came from beside my ear.

"Are you the new nurse?"

He followed the sound and saw an old man sitting in a wheelchair, holding a grass stalk and teasing the birds in the cage. The sun shone on him, making his golden hair the color of snow.

Except on certain days, elderly people in nursing homes choose to wear light clothing, especially those with limited mobility and need for assistance.But the one in front of him seemed to be different.

He was wearing a well-pressed shirt and trousers, and a crisp vest with a white silk handkerchief folded in the pocket of the vest. He was so dignified that he could go to a banquet anytime, anywhere, stand up, and jump from the sunset. to sunrise.

The old man slanted his body and looked at him critically. Finally, the corner of his mouth dropped in distaste:

"Boy, are you an adult yet?"

***

On the second day, Yu Shiye knew the old man's name, Andre.

Andre is a celebrity in this nursing home. Everyone from the supervisor of the nursing home to the temporary workers here knows this person, and the evaluation of this person seems to be differentiated by gender.

The women in the nursing home all like this old man. The old lady often comes to him by sending things. The young nurses are also keen to talk to him. They all like this funny and humorous old man. A word that should not have been used to describe a man of this age, "chic", was used on him.

As for the men, Andre is the public enemy of men in the nursing home. Yu Shiye initially thought it was because women were too kind to Andre, but he had some experience with this.But soon, he discovered that men rejected Andre not because Andre was too attractive to women, but because this old man who was funny and humorous towards women would always become mean when he met men. And vicious.

"Women are angels in this world. They wear colorful clothes and chirp around you with their sweet voices, just like larks bathed in the sun in the morning."

It was the living room of the nursing home. Andre was holding his old kettle. He always carried this kettle. There seemed to be some kind of logo on the shell of the kettle, but it had been worn and worn out over the years.Sitting in a circle surrounded by women, he said witty words, which attracted a series of charming smiles from the women. Someone asked:

"What about the man?"

"As for men, oh, men."

Andre sneered loudly. Amidst the sneer, the faces of the men reading newspapers and books all around turned black.

The knowledge of hearsay will soon end, because among the few old people assigned to him to take care of, Andre is one of them.

On this day, it was Yu Shiye's turn to take care of Andre.Early in the morning, he came to Andre's room and knocked on the door. He knocked twice, but no one answered, so he knocked twice again, and Andre's impatient voice came from inside:

"I can hear you, I'm not deaf, come in."

"..." Yu Shiye.

He opened the door and went in, because he felt that the old man was having a bed tantrum, so he kept silent, opened the wardrobe, and prepared to dress someone.

The old man's green eyes fixed on him: "Ginger plaid shirt, black suit pants, and ginger socks. Don't forget the handkerchief and tie I put under the cabinet."

Yu Shiye satisfied the old man one by one. The old man had a lot of handkerchiefs and ties, so he took out the box and put it in front of the old man, letting the old man choose freely.

This action made the old man give him an extra look: "Lay them out."

Yu Shiye did as he did, spreading the tie and handkerchief on the bed.

Andre looked around, examined the comparison, and finally, raised his finger, and reservedly clicked on a few of them.

Yu Shiye took out these few things, put away the rest, and finally dressed others.

During the process of putting on the suit, the old man was quite picky. Either he thought Yu Shiye's hands and feet were slow, or he thought Yu Shiye's movements were rough. Yu Shiye remained silent, but corrected himself carefully. After spending twice as much time dressing other people, he finally After tidying up the people, he noticed that there were some threads on the trousers of the old man's suit trousers, so he squatted down and helped someone cut those threads.

After finishing all this, he was about to leave when the old man suddenly said:

"I noticed that you have been frowning since you entered this nursing home."

Yu Shiye, who had already walked to the door, turned his head again, and heard the old man's bitter ridicule:

"In the face of an old man with paralysis of the lower extremities, what happened to you so that you can start to frown?"

"..." Yu Shiye.

This old man is really annoying.