The residual temperature is over

The light shines alone in the dust.

When Yu Shiye told the truth about the past, Wen Bieyu's mind went blank, and he did one thing.

He rushed forward, hugged Yu Shiye, and raised his hand to cover Yu Shiye's eyes.

He murmured: "Don't look, don't look, don't look..."

Don't look at the pictures, don't look at all the things that make you miserable-

There were countless urgencies in his heart that he wanted to tell Yu Shiye, but when the words came out of his mouth, there were only thin and pale repetitions.

An icy chill enveloped his body, his bones creaked, and his panting pain was like the symptoms of a high fever.

But there are times when the more painful, the more sober.

The moment he knew the truth, when he uncontrollably raised his hand to cover Yu Shiye's eyes, Wen Bieyu understood Yu Shiye's concealment for many years.

I want to protect Ono.

Ono also wanted to protect me.

Faced with such a truth, he didn't know whether it was more pitiful for Yu Shiye, who faced the scene directly and always buried the secret in his heart, or for himself who was far away and could not even know the truth.

But he understood more clearly what Yu Shiye had done for himself in these nine years.

Even in the most helpless and collapsing time, even if a misunderstanding separates the two of them thousands of miles away, the love for each other is always there.

In front of him, it stood as a wordless wall, sheltering him from wind and rain.

"Xiaoye," he begged Yu Shiye, "hug me, okay? I'm a little cold, I'm cold, I need you, I need you to hug me..."

Yu Shiye's answer was the arms wrapped around Wen Bieyu's body.

He hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to embed Wen Bieyu into his body, so as to live and die together.

After a long time, Yu Shiye opened his mouth. He tried his best to suppress it, but the hesitation in his heart still flowed out from his voice: "Are you blaming me?"

Wen Bieyu shook his head, and told Yu Shiye clearly before he spoke again:

"I don't blame me, I never blamed you."

Then it was, and it is now.

I never got anything negative from you, just warmth, endless warmth.

"In the past nine years, I have lived without any guilt."

Wen Bieyu knew that this was what Yu Shiye wanted to hear the most.

"And now," he took out the medal that his grandma gave him from his pocket, maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe it was God's will in the dark, when he came back this trip, he took this medal with him.He put the medal on top of the letter paper, and he told Yu Shiye, "After what happened with Andre and grandma, I can somewhat understand grandpa's thoughts at that time... Xiao Ye, it was you who made me understand these things, and it was you who made me able to Hold on."

"So," Wen Bieyu told Yu Shiye, "don't bear these burdens alone, share half of your burden with me, and let's read Grandpa's letter together and see what Grandpa wants to say in the end."

Yu Shiye's tense spirit relaxed, and with Wen Bieyu's words, it seemed that half of the pressure he was bearing was really distributed to Wen Bieyu who was standing shoulder to shoulder with him.

Their relationship is so close.

He could understand what Wen Bieyu was thinking, and Wen Bieyu could understand what he was thinking.

They take half of each other's lives.

Yu Shiye's eyes fell on the letter on the table, and when he was about to open the envelope and read the letter as Wen Bieyu said, Wen Bieyu stopped him.

Wen Bieyu told Yu Shiye: "Grandpa should have given the letter to my parents... This is a mailed letter, we don't want to read it here. Xiaoye, I have one more thing I want to show you, let's go there. "

They took the letter and left here.

Yu Shiye didn't know where Wen Bieyu was going to take him, he followed Wen Bieyu forward, walked through familiar and unfamiliar streets all the way, until he came to the foot of the mountain in the small town, where the mountains and rivers converge.

The place where I once sketched has changed.

The original small pond has been filled into a lake. There is a small pier along the edge of the lake, and two small wooden boats are tied to each other on the pier.Farther away, there is a tall sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Behind the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, there is a winding corridor of wisteria. Behind the corridor is a small house with a red roof, yellow walls, round windows, and arches. , and a long and thin chimney, together with a glass sun room, like a residence in a fairy tale.

Such a unique lake and house was Yu Shiye's longing.

Those scattered in the student days, in the conversation between him and Wen Bieyu, he wantonly imagined the place where he would live in the future. At first, those imaginations were all his own, and then Wen Bieyu gradually joined them.

They would fish and row boats on the lake, walk through the corridors full of wisteria, and sit on cushions and read books in the warm sunshine.

There are many, many more.

Many small wishes that even he himself has forgotten, maybe just a few words during the chat, wishes that he just said and then left behind, were all clearly recorded by another person, gradually became reality, and finally appeared in front of his eyes .

Wen Bieyu stepped forward and also led him into it.

his teenage dream.

his ideal garden.

They sat side by side at the bottom of the promenade, and the sun caressed over the roof of the promenade, pouring down one by one, onto their knees.

The two unfolded the letter.

Under the sun, the crooked handwriting appeared in sight, and those trembling strokes preserved all the pain and hardships of grandpa back then to this day.

The strokes are painful, but the text is not.

This is indeed a letter from Grandpa Feng to Wen Bieyu's parents.

"...When you received this letter, I had already passed away. I consulted you about euthanasia half a year ago. You laughed at me, said my ideas were ridiculous, and asked me if Xiaoyu did something wrong. what."

"Xiaoyu didn't do anything wrong, if there is something wrong, the wrong people will only be you and me.

"You put the responsibility that you should have borne on your children, and you are greedy for your own freedom; and I, I have failed Xiaoyu to take care of me all the time. I should have told Xiaoyu to get his understanding, but I I was afraid of seeing shock and pain on his face, I was afraid that he would feel that I had abandoned him, and I was even more afraid that he would think that there was something wrong with me that I chose death to accuse him.

"I cowardly chose to escape... Physical pain came second... Mental pain followed me everywhere.

"I want to climb mountains, I want to exercise, I want to go out to drink and have fun with my friends, but the reality is that as long as Xiaoyu and Xiaoye are not around, I can only look at the world outside the window, from dawn to dark .

"My friends are tired of being with a person who can't even speak clearly, and I am tired of it. Every time I hear my muffled voice and see my stiff limbs, I feel disgusted from the bottom of my heart. .

"I hate this body that is no longer under my control. I will never be able to get rid of the urine tube attached to my body for the rest of my life. All my dignity disappeared the moment this thing was attached to my body.

"I've had enough of days like this, days of being maddeningly lonely.

"I've thought about it for a long time. Although I can't control most things, at least now, I can control my life. But if I have another stroke, maybe a year or two, maybe a day or two, then I will completely die. Paralyzed in bed, unable to even shake hands and write the words to end it all.

"...

"I'm leaving. I don't care that you didn't take care of me in the end, and I don't need your care, but if you still think that I am your father, I gave you life, and I raised you up, then you do something thing.

"Tell Xiaoyu and Xiaoye that grandpa loves them. Grandpa's departure was just an accident. Until the end, grandpa loved them without reservation.

"They're the best, best kids."

The two of them read the letter.

The long-delayed farewell finally appeared in front of them, and the thin paper had the weight of life.

They began to regret, and the strong regret covered the hesitation in their hearts. They stumbled and stumbled to the present, and looking back, what they regret most is that they failed to understand grandpa in the last time.

Persisting in life is as difficult as choosing to end it. No matter which one you choose after careful consideration, you should respect it.

Then Yu Shiye looked sideways at Wen Bieyu.

He stared blankly at the person until Wen Bieyu asked him: "What's wrong?"

"I don't know..." Yu Shiye said slowly, "Bie Yu, I can understand Andre, I can understand grandma, and I can understand grandpa, but if this happens to us, I can't press the agree button, no matter what. No matter how much pain there is, I will want you to stay...I will only force you...you have spoiled me, I can't let you go like before..."

He knew how painful it was.

He has seen so many cases and cared for so many elderly people.

He knew the faintness of constant fever, the numbness of being unable to move, the horror of lying in bed feeling the passing of life.

He really can understand all those who are looking for relief.

Except for Wen Bieyu.

He wanted to keep Wen Bieyu, no matter how painful it was, no matter how many surgeries, even if he had completely lost the meager freedom a person could have, even if his internal organs were removed, even if the machine kept him alive. One more minute and one second is also one minute and one second.

He knows how selfish he really is.

He couldn't face his selfishness.

"Bie Yu," he raised his hand to cover his eyes, he felt a icy cold spread in his palm, "maybe in the end, it's none other than me who brings you endless pain. At that time, will you hate me?"

"..."

Wen Bieyu was silent for a long time, he pulled away Yu Shiye's hand covering his eyes, and gently wiped away the tears on his face.

He showed Yu Shiye a shallow smile.

"I am willing."

"I said it before, I am willing. I swear to you in the wedding hall..."

"Regardless of life, old age, sickness and death, we will never be separated."

"Ono, I promise you, I will do it."

"...Okay." Yu Shiye said, "We have made an appointment, we will live forever."

In the light, the sparkling rings are in one place, like two people relying on each other.

The author has something to say: Basically, I have written one of my favorite stalks, thank you for your company all the way =3=

Looking back to see if I have time, I will release the sweeter episodes, maybe I will write about the things when the two of them were in school, when they were young, they were full of energy.