The residual temperature is over

In the following time, Yu Shiye replaced Yu Rulin and returned to his hometown with the rest of the elders to bury his grandmother.

Yu Shiye remained silent throughout the whole process, only commenting on the selection of photos, avoiding all the recent photos of grandma, and instead chose a young and beautiful photo, which was paired with the photo of grandpa on the tombstone.

Gray steles, black and white photos, the young couple separated, reunited here after going around for half a century.

No wonder, the two people in the photo are smiling so happily.

After dealing with the joint burial, the rest returned first, while Yu Shiye and Wen Bieyu stayed behind.

It's a rare trip back, Yu Shiye wanted to pay homage to Wen Bieyu's grandfather, he told Wen Bieyu his thoughts, but Wen Bieyu looked at his face and said carefully:

"Don't worry, I've been busy these days, let's go home and rest, I'll drive the car over..."

"I'm fine." Yu Shiye shook his head and said.

No, you must be bad.

Wen Bieyu answered Yu Shiye in his heart, didn't worry about it, but drove the car quickly, opened the door of the passenger seat, and waited for Yu Shiye to drive.

Yu Shiye got into the car, and was about to fasten his seat belt, but a hand stretched out from the side, fastened his seat belt meticulously, and he didn't stop after fastening it, besides touching the button of the seat belt with his hands, Before starting the car, he checked the door locks, airbags, brakes... one by one.

The car finally started.

It drove slowly on the road, and the speed on the dial never exceeded 40.

At such a calm speed, even if you put your head against the car window, you can hardly feel the vibration.

Yu Shiye held his head for a while, looked at Wen Bieyu's meticulous and serious expression, sighed softly, and said, "Bieyu, I remember telling you about my life with my grandma when I was young, right?"

"To be more precise, grandma told me these things." Wen Bieyu corrected slightly.

"That happened when I was very young. One night, I couldn't sleep, and I got up in the middle of the night to find my grandma, and saw my grandma crying at the photo of my grandpa..."

At the end of the dark corridor, there was a lighted door. Pushing open the half-covered door, the young Yu Shiye saw the crying grandma.

The grandma at that time was not young anymore, wrinkles crawled up her face, and silver threads were mixed into her black hair. She bent her shoulders and turned her back to Yu Shiye, obviously crying hard, but she didn't care much about herself, but looked at her very preciously. Protect the photos in your hands, and don't let any tears wet the photos.

He called grandma in confusion.

Grandma woke up with a start, wiped away her tears in a hurry, turned around and asked him why he got up in the middle of the night, and then, as usual, threatened him that if he didn't sleep well, his teeth would be pulled out by the terrible devil.

At that time, he didn't understand anything, and when he was scared by his grandma, he covered his mouth and ran back to the room to sleep obediently.

The imprints scattered in time were spoken out one by one by Yu Shiye.

Wen Bieyu's expression changed accordingly, Yu Shiye, who was easy to deceive when he was a child, put a smile on the corner of his mouth, but the smile quickly disappeared like a yellow butterfly in the chilling late autumn full of scorched yellow leaves.

His heart was heavy.

"Since that day..." Yu Shiye and Wen Bieyu said, his tone was very ethereal, floating in the air, as if they were talking about something unreachable, "I never saw grandma crying while hugging the photo. When grandpa left, grandma was still very young. Although she had five children, she still had the opportunity to remarry. She didn't do so. She worked very hard to bring the children together, send them to school one by one, and train them to be adults... In the end, I will miss my grandpa for the rest of my life..."

"I can understand everything, Bieyu, I can understand everything."

"But I just don't like it, not at all."

At this time, Yu Shiye's tone suddenly became tough and stubborn again, like a child holding the candy in his arms and refusing to let go, he had a quarrel with the adults, stood where he was, and wanted to wait for the adults to turn around and coax him.

But this time, it was different from the past.

They walked away, farther and farther away, although they turned back frequently halfway, waved and smiled at Yu Shiye, but they never stopped leaving until they went to a distant place where they could never return.

Wen Bieyu's eyes were slightly hot.

He thought of his grandfather.

The two fell silent, Yu Shiye stopped talking, he closed his eyes to hide his helplessness.

Wen Bieyu, who was driving, looked at Kong and Yu Shiye. The person sitting next to him was pale and tired, but his eyes were quivering rapidly under his thin eyelids. Even if he was resting, he couldn't settle down.

Unconsciously, Wen Bieyu accelerated the speed of the car, and quickly drove the last distance until the destination.

At some point, the car stopped and he was gently pushed, Wen Bieyu's concerned voice sounded:

"We have arrived."

Yu Shiye opened his eyes again, and the moment he opened his eyes, he suddenly saw the house.

Grandpa Wen Bieyu's house.

Locked in his memory, the blood-colored house broke out——

Yu Shiye's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and after his whole body was paralyzed like an electric shock, a cold touch invaded him, it was cold sweat all over his body.

While he was in a daze, Wen Bieyu had already come over, took him out of the car, and walked to the front room.

"Xiaoye, you look a little tired, go into the house later, drink some water, and sleep first..."

They walked towards the house, getting closer and closer, and the dusty thing was also struggling, fiercely, furiously, struggling with all its strength in his heart, and each stroke brought out a dull dull pain.

Yu Shiye could barely move forward.

His pause drew Wen Bieyu's suspicious eyes.

It was also at this time that Yu Shiye suddenly remembered that in addition to the memory of that incident, this house also contained more beautiful memories of himself and Wen Bieyu.

If I show resistance here, then Bie Yu will definitely know... He must have guessed it...

Yu Shiye's footsteps were sluggish.

Whether it is going forward or backward, it is difficult for him.

He is like walking on a balance beam, he will fall to the left, and he will also fall to the right. He can only maintain his stiff steps and continue to move forward-but the front is still not a place for survival.

It was a lair that could swallow him up.

But it was too late, they had already crossed the final distance, Wen Bieyu took out the key and inserted it into the keyhole.

A click.

Yu Shiye closed his eyes helplessly.

Closed eyes stop nothing.

Memory was rampantly active, and shadows lurked in the light that spilled out, covering him all over his body and face.

"Ono, do you want to take a shower first? Leave your previous clothes here...or, should you rest first?"

Yu Shiye didn't know if he answered or not.

All his energy and strength were used to resist this memory, and he could only instinctively follow Wen Bieyu step by step, and was led all the way into the room by Wen Bieyu, and then came to the bed.

The door to the room was ajar.

It seems that the fence that is about to be broken has added a layer of loose barriers. Knowing that the psychological comfort is more than the actual effect, Yu Shiye still feels that the heartstrings that are so tight that they are about to break loosen. Hang on for a while longer.

Yu Shiye felt much better, he no longer sweated uncontrollably, and had more energy to pay attention to other things, he felt a cup of warm water stuffed into his palm.

Borrowing the warmth of the ironing post, he mustered up his courage, raised his eyes, and moved his gaze from the twisted wooden floor to Wen Bieyu's face. He looked at Wen Bieyu, wondering if he had accidentally revealed a little fragility , Wen Bieyu stretched out his hand, touched Yu Shiye comfortingly, and said to Yu Shiye:

"Lie down."

Yu Shiye lay down obediently.

Wen Bieyu also lay down next to Yu Shiye.

He looked at Yu Shiye's face and saw that Yu Shiye's expression had improved a lot, so he leaned over, lay on Yu Shiye's body, and smiled softly: "It's the same as before, we sleep on the same bed."

Yu Shiye also laughed.

A smile can dilute the inner panic.

He was reminded by Wen Bieyu, his eyes wandered around the room, and he saw the desk facing the bed, the glove box under the desk, half of his head was exposed from an old basketball inside, shining on his past sports with Wen Bieyu Time; and the two bedside cabinets next to the bed, like the two ears of the bed, he almost lived here in the second half of the third year of high school, so one of the cabinets and half of the bed belonged to him.

The loose fence seemed to be added another layer of protection.

This layer of protection is like a thick layer of fur, covering Yu Shiye, allowing him to temporarily escape from the cold environment.

"It's the same as before, everywhere." He paused, looked at the position where he fell asleep, and said suddenly, "But I used to sleep on the other side, this is where you sleep."

"No."

Yu Shiye raised his eyebrows, slightly puzzled.

"It hasn't been since you left." Wen Bieyu tapped on the other side of the bed, and replied lightly, "From that day on, your place has been taken by me, and it is now mine. And I used to Your position, or my position, you have no place. All your remaining positions are in our current position..."

Wen Bieyu rarely raised his eyebrows at Yu Shiye.

"A little bit of me."

"It's not impossible." Yu Shiye bent his mouth, stretched out his arms, wrapped around the person's waist, and whispered in the other's ear, "However, do you remember why I slept on that side? Because I used to sleep when I slept. Roll to the left. If you sleep directly on the left side, roll to the side and immediately roll to the floor. I used to roll down by myself. Now, it is likely that we went down together, and our heads hit the floor together... "

"..." Wen Bieyu began to think deeply.

Yu Shiye looked at the person's expression and saw that the other person's expression was gradually moving in the direction of sacrificing one's life for righteousness. He suddenly felt amused, and hurriedly interrupted: "Of course, there are always more ways than difficulties. We can—"

He looked to the side of the bed, saw the bedside table, and dragged it out for a makeshift prop.

"Move this out a little bit, and use it as a guardrail, once you block it, you won't be able to fall."

"You can do more."

Wen Bieyu snorted softly, and pushed the bedside table back to the wall, perhaps using too much strength for a while, and the two drawers slid open.

Yu Shiye stretched out his hand and pushed the first drawer back. When he was about to push the second drawer, he found a white envelope inside.

A strange envelope was placed on top of the familiar items.

The envelope was pure white, with no words on it, only the yellowed corners, showing some traces of time.

Yu Shiye felt quite strange, and as soon as he touched it, he found a letter inside: "Why is there still a letter here? Did you put it in after I left?"

But Wen Bieyu didn't know the letter either.

He shook his head: "It's not mine."

After finishing speaking, he frowned and thought for a moment, and told Yu Shiye: "I haven't slept here for a long time, and I don't know how to move the cabinet. Maybe the aunt I hired picked it up from the floor and put it in... It's not right."

He raises the possibility himself, and he himself denies it.

"Even if Auntie picked up something, she wouldn't put it in casually. Maybe my parents put it in?"

"Your parents?"

Yu Shiye still felt a little strange, he whispered to himself, turning over the letter in his hand.

"It's been a few years since I read this letter. When did your parents leave the letter here, and they didn't come to look for it?"

Ever since he saw the letter, he had vague doubts in his heart, but he couldn't figure out what he was doubting. The seal was not sealed, so he lightly squeezed the two sides of the envelope, and immediately opened the seal. Come, see the slightly wrinkled letter paper inside.

It was the trace after being stained with water, dots and spots printed on the letter paper, resembling human tears...

The heart was paralyzed like an electric shock, and the vague premonition became true.

Yu Shiye suddenly understood what the letter in his hand was.

The hypocritical, flimsy protection shattered in the blink of an eye, and what had been trapped in my heart poured out.

The blood on his face faded away in the blink of an eye.

And this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that when he realized the letter in his hand, he heard Wen Bieyu still talking: "How do I know? Maybe this letter is not very important to them, so throw it away." I couldn't find it, maybe..."

Wen Bieyu, who was still giving examples, saw Yu Shiye's expression that was too late to hide.

He also realized something.

His lips moved twice, the truth came out of his mouth instinctively without going through his brain:

"Maybe it's about me..."

The worst case scenario, the future that was dreaded even in dreams, still appeared in front of him——

Yu Shiye saw Wen Bieyu reaching out his hand, his goal was the letter in his hand.

And he drew his hand in a panic, hiding the envelope behind himself, his elbow hit the wooden head of the bed heavily, half of his arm was numb, he still wanted to hide the things, but his numb hands couldn't do it This move, and the bewildered and helpless expression on Wen Bieyu's face, also tied Yu Shiye in place like a restraint belt, making him unable to move.

He heard Wen Bieyu's voice.

"This is Grandpa's..."

This is a letter from Grandpa.

"This is left by grandpa..."

This is the suicide note left by my grandfather.

"You haven't told me what you know, because grandpa is..."

Wen Bieyu's voice was very soft and timid, like a child who made a mistake, looking at him helplessly.

At this moment, they all seemed to be avoiding the truth.

But the bloody truth is still approaching them.

So Wen Bieyu finally said these two words.

"suicide……"

The swirling dizziness hit Yu Shiye, and the overwhelming blood flooded over again. They flowed, climbed, and solidified, and finally surrounded Yu Shiye, forming a red house.

A dark, cold cell with no windows or doors.

Yu Shiye felt that he was only using a little force, but for some reason, his palm was scratched by a nail, and the blood on his hand was spilled on the white envelope. He wiped it with his hand in a daze, but it was useless. He only wiped more and more blood stains ...

Suddenly, he saw Wen Bieyu grabbing his palm.

But the images seen by the eyes seemed to be unable to be interpreted by the brain, Yu Shiye still struggled for a few times, he couldn't move, so he stopped slowly.

He looked at Wen Bieyu.

Wen Bieyu's lips were moving, and the other party was talking.

What is the other party talking about?

Yu Shiye was thinking, his ears seemed to have lost their function, and he couldn't hear the voice from the other party at all, or maybe it was the red house that locked him - it was a qualified guard, shielding him from contact with the outside world, and he could see Wen Wen's voice. Bieyu, but can't hear, can't feel.

He really wanted to catch Wen Bieyu.

But, but...

Yu Shiye looked at his hands, he desperately wanted to move his fingers, but will and body are two different things, he could only watch helplessly as Wen Bieyu took away the envelope in his palm.

The yellowed white envelope was stained with blood, and the blood painted distorted patterns on it.

Double images appeared in front of Yu Shiye's eyes, one shadow was the present, and the other was the past.

The present overlaps with the past repeatedly, turning his vision colorful and colorful, and then changing all at once without warning, turning into a bleak and cold blood light...

The air seemed to be thinner.

Yu Shiye breathed hard, but still could only absorb a small amount of oxygen.

He began to feel dizzy, but before the dizziness reached its peak, his body suddenly trembled, from sitting on the bed to standing on the ground, he was supported by someone, and Wen Bieyu supported him.

He saw some wet marks on the other party's face, looking at him eagerly, and said a long series of words.

He still couldn't hear him, but the next moment, Wen Bieyu put his shoulders on him and helped him walk out.

They are going to the door of the room in a moment.

He saw that Wen Bieyu's hands were empty, and there was nothing inside except to support himself vigorously.

letter?

What about the letter written by Grandpa Bieyu?

Yu Shiye thought blankly, unconsciously turned his head slightly, looking for the letter that should have appeared in Wen Bieyu's hand, and soon, he saw the dazzling letter on the table in the room.

The letter was so conspicuous, but Wen Bieyu didn't seem to see it, supported Yu Shiye, and quickly walked through the door.

The distance between the two is getting farther and farther away from the letter.

Yu Shiye was afraid of this letter, just like he was afraid of the past.

But at this time, Wen Bieyu should know, maybe the letter contains Grandpa Bieyu's heart for Bieyu...

It can't be like this.

I'm going to have a reaction, any reaction is fine.

He slammed into the red room that trapped him, and in the turbulence like an earthquake, he seemed to hear Wen Bieyu's voice:

"Ono, it's not your fault, don't be sad, let's leave here first...it's not your fault, let's leave here first..."

Wen Bieyu chanted the same words over and over again, and he was terrified, not only because of his grandfather, but also because of Yu Shiye.

In any case, let's take Ono out of here first.

He supported the person halfway, when suddenly an opposite force pulled him, he turned his head and saw Yu Shiye's hand resting on the door frame.

Yu Shiye closed his eyes, in the endless dizziness and numbness, he squeezed out a word from his throat.

"……letter."

"Leave the letter first, I'll take you out of here first." Wen Bieyu responded in a panic, he wanted to use force, but Yu Shiye refused again.

"……Do not."

After speaking two sentences in a row, a gap appeared in the closed cage, like a dam being flushed open.

Yu Shiye gradually regained control over his body. He grasped the door frame vigorously, and could feel the trembling of his body. After the trembling appeared on his body, it couldn't go away, but it couldn't control him anymore.

He faced Wen Bieyu and forced a smile on his face.

He's still weak and tough.

"Take the letter, there must be something Grandpa wants to say to you, and..." His voice was fragmented, but he tried to piece them together, "I'll tell you what happened back then, let's go to the dining room..."

This house with three bedrooms and two halls is transparent from north to south.

Since entering the door, the dining room can be seen at a glance.

They sat down at the table in the dining room, Yu Shiye clenched his hands into fists, as if he could support himself this way, he said to Wen Bieyu:

"The weekend I came back alone..."

That weekend, Wen Bieyu was unable to return to his hometown to visit his grandfather because of an unstoppable student union activity.

Yu Shiye volunteered and came back alone.

He came to the house familiarly, and saw his grandfather sitting in front of the window basking in the sun. The sun shone on him, but he didn't make people feel the temperature. Maybe it was because of the dull expression on the old man's face behind the window. Overshadows the vitality that the sun can bring.

But this expression quickly subsided. When Grandpa saw him, he was very surprised at his return.

He thought it was a surprise.

As usual, he happily shared his life with the old man, talking about the scenery of the big city and life in the university, and Wen Bieyu talked the most.As long as it was about Wen Bieyu, even a little trivial matter could make the old man laugh.

The sluggishness disappeared from the old man, and the old man returned to the humor and cheerfulness when he first met him. He would pat him on the shoulder, take out a small can of beer and secretly share it with him, and tell him funny stories about Wen Bieyu's childhood. .

They sit together like two best drinking buddies surreptitiously exchanging secrets.

The only unpleasant thing is that when the old man wanted to take a sip, he covered the bottle tightly and refused to let the old man touch the wine. This thing is not friendly to paralyzed patients!

They talked for a long time, but they still couldn't finish it. Yu Shiye helped the old man take a bath and change clothes. These things should be done by the nurse, but today, for some reason, the nurse was not there. He asked his grandfather, who told him lightly that there was something wrong with the nurse's family. Let him go home and deal with it. At night, the nurse will come and take care of himself.

So he proposed to change the ticket he bought until the nurse came back, and then he would leave when the nurse arrived.

This proposal was rejected by Grandpa, who asked coldly:

"It's just a few hours, can't I stay by myself? Ono, although I'm already like this, I still want to do something by myself."

This question made Yu Shiye nervous for a while. He felt that he had said something wrong, but before he could say anything to make it up, his grandfather spoke again:

"When did you buy the ticket?"

The old man asked in detail, which train, when the train departs, and when it arrives. He inquired about it one by one, and when he was done, he urged him to go to the station early so as not to miss the train.

Because his grandfather was already angry before, Yu Shiye didn't dare to refute this time, following the old man's idea, he went out early and prepared to go to the station.

Grandpa sent him all the way out of the house.

He took two steps forward when an old man's voice came from behind him.

"Ono."

He turned back.

"Please take care of Bieyu."

Grandpa smiled at him, and the wrinkles on his face were gently stretched out in this smile.

"It's not troublesome at all." Yu Shiye told his grandfather, and he took two steps back, wanting to talk to his grandfather again, "It's not me who takes care of Bieyu, it's Bieyu who takes care of me."

But Grandpa waved his hands again and again.

"Okay, go, go, don't miss the car, be careful on the road."

"I'm leaving……"

As Yu Shiye said, he walked forward again, and when he reached the end of the road, he turned around again.

He couldn't see people's faces clearly on the long road, but he could see that grandpa was still waiting in front of the house, facing him and waving at him.

Along the way, for some reason, the sight he saw when he turned his head always echoed in Yu Shiye's mind.

The more he walked, the more he regretted it.He suddenly felt that when he was drinking just now, he should let his grandfather take a sip, just a sip, just to taste, there should be nothing wrong, if because of illness, he couldn't even touch his favorite things in the past, It's just... so frustrating.

So he turned off halfway, first went to buy a very beautiful small flagon, and then went to the winery that his grandfather liked the most, and bought a few sips, just like this, shaking the bottom of the small flagon, After a stroll, Mimi quietly returned to the house.

There is no grandpa in front of the house.

Grandpa must have gone into the house to rest.

The current time is the departure time of the shuttle bus he originally bought, but it doesn't matter. When he decided to buy wine for his grandfather, he changed his booking to the next bus.

He stood at the door, took out the key, and inserted it into the keyhole. All he could think about was how many surprises Grandpa would have when he saw the jug and smelled the wine.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of heavy objects colliding from inside the door.

He opened the door strangely.

The interval of a door, the gap of a second.

The north-south transparent pattern allowed him to see the dining room at a glance, facing the counter and facing his grandfather.

The old man sitting in a wheelchair had his head tilted and hung down, and half of his body that was exposed in the wheelchair was also hanging softly.

He also heard the sound of water dripping, like a pipe leaking somewhere.

Tick, tick, tick...

It was dusk, and the light and darkness were divided into layers. The light of the day was above, leaving only the light like a star candle, illuminating the old man's drooping hair, and the remaining darkness came up from the ground, under the old man's feet. , the shadows turned into substance, winding and spreading.

"Grandpa... Grandpa?"

He heard his own voice, as soft as a whisper.

But this sound alarmed the old man in front of him. The already limp old man twisted his body and turned his head to look at him. He saw the widened eyes of the other party, and the pupils were covered with blood in an instant, which distorted the old man's peaceful expression.

Then the old man fell to the ground.

The jug in his hand fell to the ground with the fallen old man and broke.

In the splashing liquid, he rushed up madly and pressed his grandfather's chest hard, but it was useless, a lot of blood seeped through his fingers, still flowing, his hands, his clothes, were all submerged in the hot water Among the blood.

"Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa—"

He kept barking, and he didn't know what the hell he was barking.

Grandpa looked at him, raised his hand, trembling his lips, and wanted to say something to him, but his raised hand couldn't reach him, and the broken syllables couldn't form words. Grandpa's breathing stopped.

A tear fell from the corner of Grandpa's eye.

Those eyes were soaked in blood, weeping, staring at him forever.

"Bieyu, you said it wasn't my fault..." Yu Shiye didn't know what expression to put on, so he smiled at Wen Bieyu, "But it's really my fault, I picked the worst time to pass , if one second in the morning, I can save Grandpa; if one second is late, I can let him leave without any worries..."

"But I went in at that second. I made him feel uneasy even walking..."

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