Yuan Wu probably didn't expect him to be so straightforward. Seeing him without speaking for a long time, he started to laugh.
"Is it funny?" Lin Chengbu tugged at his sleeve, "Hey, stop laughing... What's funny, I'll state the truth."
"Yeah." Yuan Wu nodded, still smiling.
"Forget it," Lin Chengbu sighed, "Laugh."
"I'm done laughing." Yuan Wu withdrew his smile, leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes.
Lin Chengbu glanced at him. He originally wanted to make an appointment to go to bed, but he didn't open his mouth after thinking about it. If this topic hadn't started in Yuan Wu, he wouldn't be able to say it, and he was afraid that he would finish talking about Yuan Wu. Another laugh.
I don't know if it's just Coke, or just laughing at it.
After Yuan Wu finished laughing, he didn't speak any more, just closed his eyes and rested.
Lin Chengbu was stunned by the side for half an hour, but he couldn't bear it any longer. He gently pushed Yuan Wu: "Hey, did you come here to sleep?"
"No," Yuan Wu frowned, "I just… haven't thought about it."
"What did you think about?" Lin Chengbu asked.
"I haven't figured out what to do with Yuan Shen's things," Yuan Wu frowned, "Did you miss lunch?"
"... Hmm." Lin Chengbu responded.
"Are you very hungry?" Yuan Wu asked.
"It's okay, it's okay," Lin Chengbu looked at his watch, "Anyway, you can have dinner after a while."
"I heard your stomach growl," Yuan Wu opened his eyes and turned his head to look out, "Hey? There is a milk tea shop, do you see it? There is a milk tea shop, although it is not a tribute tea..."
"What?" Lin Chengbu squinted at him.
"Go," Yuan Wu opened the car door, "Uncle invites you to drink milk tea."
"The police will come to tow the truck in a while." Lin Chengbu sat still.
"Tow tow," Yuan Wu got out of the car and looked back and forth, "I didn't say no to stop here, but I didn't draw a grid. There are so many cars in front and back... Are you bothered?"
Lin Cheng stepped out of the car.
"Like a little old lady," Yuan Wu walked over to the milk tea shop, "I can worry too much."
"To be honest, it's my fault that I'm like a little old lady," Lin Chengbu followed behind him, "If it's just like you, who cares about you."
Yuan Wu stopped and turned around, his arms suddenly raised.
"Hey!" Lin Chengbu was startled, and quickly raised his head to cover his head.
Yuan Wu came over and hugged him, patted him on the back, and said softly, "Thank you."
Lin Chengbu froze in place, until Yuan Wu walked into the milk tea shop, then he put down the arm he had been raising and walked over slowly.
Yuan Wu bought two cups of milk and a box of egg tarts and sat down at the small table by the door.
"What are you doing," Lin Cheng walked over and sat opposite him, took a glass and drank a few sips at once, "Suddenly this made me do what..."
"Nothing," Yuan Wu stirred back and forth with the straw in the cup, "I just want you to know, I know what you do."
"It's okay if you don't know, and I didn't do it to let you know." Lin Chengbu looked at the straw in his hand, and after a while, he couldn't hold back, and held down the hand he was still stirring. "Hey, don't stir it, it's not good to drink."
"I didn't let you drink like this," Yuan Wu said, "then how do you want me to drink?"
"This way," Lin Chengbu pulled the straw up, "just drink the milk cap and tea at the junction, it's the best drink."
"...Okay," Yuan Wu took two sips as he said, "Little girl."
"Fuck off." Lin Chengbu said.
After drinking the milk tea and eating up the whole box of egg tarts, Lin Chengbu felt that he was finally at ease.
But Yuan Wu didn't seem to think about it yet, sitting at the table in the milk tea shop, there was no movement.
"Or go back first," Lin Chengbu said, "you can come over after you've made up your mind."
"The rent for this house expires next week, so I have to clean it up in the next two days," Yuan Wu said. After a while of silence, he stood up, "Let's go, go in and clean up, you just happened to help me."
"I'll clean it up," Lin Chengbu said, "I've cleaned it up for a while, skilled worker."
"This time I have to clean up myself." Yuan Wu smiled.
This neighborhood is old, and the property is estimated to be missing.
The house that Yuan Shen rents is on the first floor. The window faces a small piece of grass. There are chickens that I don’t know who is stocking it. There are also a few broken flower pots on the side. The roots of the flowers have grown into the grass below. It was driving fine.
Originally, Lin Chengbu felt that although the environment was untidy, it was quite down-to-earth, and he could still pretend to be a little idyllic when he stood at the window and looked out.
But Yuan Wu opened the door, and after he took a look inside, he felt that the people who lived here might not necessarily stand at the window and look out.
The house was a little chaotic, I don't know whether it was originally chaotic or let Yuan Wu live in chaos.
It's acceptable to be a little messy, but it's a bit depressing. The walls are full of letters and paintings that are very similar to the walls of the old factory building.
"Is this house going to lose money to the landlord when I retire?" Lin Chengbu said, "they have to work hard to shovel the walls."
"I told the landlord that the deposit will not be refunded." Yuan Wu stood in the middle of the room.
"Is there anything to pack? I have an empty storage box in my car." Lin Chengbu asked.
"Okay, give it to me." Yuan Wu said.
Lin Chengbu took the storage box in the car into the house, Yuan Wu put the box on the ground, kicked slowly from one side of the house to that side, and then kicked back from there, as if he didn't know where to start.
Lin Chengbu didn't rush him, just lit a cigarette and sat watching.
After a while, Yuan Wu started to put things on the table: "I think so."
"Yeah." Lin Chengbu responded.
"There are some things that I think make me feel comfortable, and I keep them, and keep the others," Yuan Wu said while picking up a book and flipping through it, and put it back on the table. "Like this book, it's full of... I don't know what to say, I don't think I'll keep it."
"Well," Lin Chengbu nodded, "what should I do with the ones I keep?"
Yuan Wu patted his pocket, and the key inside rang twice: "Let my grandparents handle it."
"Ah?" Lin Chengbu was stunned, feeling that in addition to Yuan Shen, his grandparents were also the ones who put Yuan Wu under great mental pressure, and he was a little worried.
"It's alright," Yuan Wu said, "I don't care what their attitudes are, I'm used to them anyway, I just want to get rid of this problem, no longer have them in my life... Of course, it's unrealistic to have no more, just Thinking... that those things about them can stop bothering me."
Lin Chengbu didn't speak, just nodded.
Yuan Wu's words were not like talking to himself, but Lin Chengbu felt that he had to say more to himself.
From the day he opened the wound in the bar to now, only he knows what Yuan Wu has experienced during this time, and it is impossible for even Dr. Liang to understand everything.
Lin Chengbu used to think that Yuan Wu was always running away. When he got anxious, he wanted to call Yuan Wu a waste, but after knowing that Yuan Wu had passed, he felt that it was not easy for Yuan Wu to achieve this step now.
"You know," Yuan Wu slowly picked up the things on the table, most of them put them back after looking at them, "I don't have a good relationship with Yuan Shen, at least I don't think there is much. it is good."
"Because we didn't spend much time together when we were young," Lin Chengbu said.
"Probably, it is said that his brain was injured, but I think my brain may not be very good. My earliest memory is that we changed our names," Yuan Wu smiled and put a photo in a book into the put it in the storage box, "There will be no memory going forward, and there may be nothing worth remembering."
"My earliest memory is that I was forced to stand on a stool by the teacher when I wet my pants in kindergarten, and let the whole class visit," Lin Chengbu tutted, "I felt like my heart was broken at that time."
Yuan Wu glanced back at him: "Bare ass?"
"Isn't it! My trousers got wet, and the teacher took it off. When he brought clean trousers over, he put me on the stool," Lin Chengbu sighed. The little chicken has a fight."
Yuan Wu put his back to his hands on the table and did not speak.
Lin Chengbu stared at his shoulder for a while: "Are you laughing?"
"Yeah." Yuan Wu said with a smile in his voice.
"Just laugh out loud, it's alright." Lin Chengbu said.
"Don't you always laugh at you for fear of hitting you too hard?" Yuan Wu said.
"Have you hit me less often?" Lin Chengbu pinched his cigarette, "It's good to be able to laugh."
Yuan Wu laughed for a while and continued to clean up. He basically didn't move the things on the table. He took a few pens, a photo, and a small notebook that didn't seem to be used.
Yuanshen's house was quite messy, but there weren't many things, mainly because they were thrown out of order.
Lin Chengbu watched Yuan Wu put things in the storage box. Except for the little bit on the table, he almost didn't put anything in it. He took a folding fan from the sofa, and turned over a wrist guard in the drawer...
He leaned over to take a look. The folding fan was all black, and it was quite cool. It was written in silver ink. He couldn't understand what was written, and it was rather sloppy.
"This fan is mine," Yuan Wu took it and fanned it twice, "How is it?"
"...You still use this kind of old man's folding fan?" Lin Chengbu was stunned.
"It's been a while," Yuan Wu put the fan away with a swipe, then opened it with a flick of his wrist, "This is what I liked before I changed my style."
"What was your style before you changed it?" Lin Chengbu asked with interest.
"The jacket and the black cloth shoes," Yuan Wu put the fan into the box, "the kind of old man's cloth shoes, very comfortable."
"...Oh," Lin Chengbu looked at him, "I wish I knew you later."
"Huh?" Yuan Wu looked at him.
"That kind of real old man's style is not my thing," Lin Chengbu said, thinking about it and feeling a little emotional, "If it was really like that, I wouldn't have to toss with you for so many years."
"It's a loss, isn't it?" Yuan Wu said.
"No, if I really feel that I'm in a panic, I won't be like this. I look stupid, but I'm not really stupid," Lin Chengbu smiled and leaned his head on the sofa, "But, I like it. You, just by feeling, it means that I have feelings for you, maybe I still have feelings for you, if you are an old man with cloth shoes, if you are a woman, maybe I will be able to inherit the lineage of our old Lin family."
Yuan Wu looked at him for a while, then turned around and continued to pack up slowly: "Xiaohua."
"...You called me?" Lin Chengbu was stunned, "What is Xiaohua doing?"
"Lord Xiaohua." Yuan Wu said.
"Damn it," Lin Chengbu was a little speechless, "You're not finished, right? That's the Lord?"
"You said it yourself," Yuan Wu put a book into the box, "I didn't put it down for you... I'll have something for you later... Probably."
"Really?" Lin Cheng stepped up from the sofa, "What is it? Why did you give me something? It's not a festival."
"It's probably, maybe," Yuan Wu said, "perhaps, maybe... Maybe."
"No," Lin Chengbu clicked, "If you don't want to send you, don't worry, I don't expect you to send me anything, really, seeing you like this, I'm embarrassed for you."
"Okay, I'll give it to you for sure." Yuan Wu patted his arm.
"What is it?" Lin Chengbu turned around behind him, "And why do you want to send something?"
"If you don't shut up, it will be gone." Yuan Wu said.
Lin Chengbu quickly sat back on the sofa and lit a cigarette.
Yuan Wu spent more than an hour packing the things he wanted into the storage box.
"Okay," he said, "let's go."
"I'll help you get the box," Lin Chengbu immediately jumped up from the sofa and glanced at the room that was basically the same as before, "What did you take? Didn't you take much?"
"Well," Yuan Wu seemed to be a little tired, and walked out of the room with a reply, "The key is on the table, help me lock it."
"Okay," Lin Chengbu picked up the key, lifted the box with both hands, and then shouted, "Hey!"
The box was almost weightless, so he tried so hard that he almost didn't flash his waist.
Yuan Wu didn't get in the car, leaned against the front of the car and didn't light a cigarette, watching a few chickens walking around on the grass.
"I also brought you such a big box," Lin Cheng walked over and took out a lighter to help Yuan Wu light the cigarette. "You can fit a shoebox with this little thing."
"There's nothing left to take," Yuan Wu breathed out, "That's all that Yuan Shen took from me in the past."
"It's all your own?" Lin Chengbu was stunned, "I thought you wanted to take some of his things as a souvenir."
"No, Yuan Shen and I have nothing to remember," Yuan Wu looked at the smoke, "He has been unhappy all the time, and me, too, there is nothing to remember between such brothers."
"Well, as long as you feel comfortable," Lin Chengbu kicked the wheel, "but... but..."
"It's here again," Yuan Wu glanced at him, "Did you get beaten up when you were learning to speak?"
"Your uncle," Lin Chengbu smiled, "I want to say, don't think there is nothing between us to remember, even if nothing happened..."
"A lot has happened," Yuan Wu took a breath and threw half of the cigarette into the trash can next to him, "I won't forget it, I will remember it for a lifetime."
"Really?" Lin Chengbu looked at him.
"Am I so heartless in your heart?" Yuan Wu opened the door of the co-driver and got into the car.
"I'm just worried," Lin Chengbu also got into the car, "I'm ready to remember when I'm old, I'm always afraid that the person I've been thinking about has nothing to remember about me."
"I'm telling you Xiaohua," Yuan Wu gave him a serious look, "If you want to chase after someone else, just with your eloquence, it will take a month at most, and the other party will fall."
"I'm not eloquent," Lin Chengbu frowned and started the car, "I can't say such things to others, you have to figure this out, I'm speaking to you, that's why."
Yuan Wu did not speak.
"Also, I'll endure what it is, Xiaohua, if you call me again, I will be anxious with you," Lin Chengbu said, "I really don't think I have a temper."
"Understood." Yuan Wu smiled and nodded.
It was almost six o'clock when I drove back from Yuan Shen, and Lin Chengbu said to have a meal, but Yuan Wu did not refuse.
But the car stopped at the door of the hotel, but Yuan Wu watched the people coming and going outside without moving.
"What's wrong?" Lin Chengbu immediately asked, "Do you think there are too many people?"
"No, I just suddenly lost my appetite," Yuan Wu hesitated, then turned to look at him, "The tofu you've been talking about before, can you make one and try it?"
"Tofu?" Lin Chengbu was stunned for a moment before he reacted, "I made tofu?"
"Yeah." Yuan Wu nodded.
"That can only be done in a restaurant," Lin Chengbu said. "Are you going to Chunzhi with me? Before I asked you to go, I almost kowtowed, and you didn't go."
"Let's go," Yuan Wu thought for a while, "Can't go today, don't you have a stomachache, you pretend to be sincere, I think your boss is coming to visit you."
"It's alright," Lin Chengbu smiled, "I can still help when I go now, it seems that I am loyal."
"Then go, have a taste," Yuan Wu said, "I've been bragging about it for so many years."
Lin Chengbu didn't know why Yuan Wu suddenly wanted to go to Chunzhi for dinner, because he had tossed for so long, thanked him for some comfort, or was simply willing to eat.
But he didn't bother about this reason. If Yuan Wu wanted to eat, he would bring Yuan Wu there and make it for him.
He feels that his greatest advantage is that he is not too entangled. It should be the opposite of Yuan Wu. Maybe Yuan Wu is too tangled, so he almost couldn't get himself out of it.
Chunzhi wasn't full today, and one of the boxes was vacant. Although there were bound to be guests later, Lin Chengbu still asked Sun Yingchun for the box.
"Just use the box alone?" Sun Yingchun looked at him incomprehensibly.
"Very... important friend." Lin Chengbu smiled.
"Then you use it," Sun Yingchun sighed, "Just now you said you would use the box, but I was wondering if I brought a girl, but it turned out to be a man."
"My mother doesn't even bother about that," Lin Chengbu put his arms around her shoulder, "I'll go to the kitchen in a while."
Lin Chengbu took the tea and snacks that were going to be brought into the box from the waiter, and pushed open the door of the box.
Yuan Wuzheng was standing by the window, and when he looked back, he saw that he was putting a tray on the table. He came over to grab a snack and took a bite: "Aren't you a chef
"I just want to make you feel more comfortable." Lin Chengbu took the cup and poured him tea.
"Oh." Yuan Wu looked at him and twitched the corners of his mouth.
"That..." Lin Chengbu felt that what he said was probably ambiguous. In order to prevent Yuan Wu from hurting him again, he quickly interrupted, "The meringue is delicious, the red bean cake."
"Oh." Yuan Wu took another red bean cake and took a bite.
The red bean cake was just out of the oven, and it was very soft. Yuan Wu took a bite and lost a hand of slag, and a lot of it was stained on his mouth.
"It's delicious," he patted the scum on his hands and licked his lips, "I feel like I'm enough for this."
"Don't," Lin Chengbu stretched out his hand and took the plate of red bean cakes in front of him aside, staring at his mouth, feeling a little distracted, "You still have to eat my tofu."
Yuan Wu looked at him and smiled after a few seconds: "Okay."
"No," Lin Chengbu reacted suddenly, "no... I mean... "
Yuan Wu didn't say anything and looked at him with a half-smile.
"Don't laugh." Lin Chengbu pointed at him.
"Haha, hahaha," Yuan Wu said with a blank expression, "What do you want?"
Lin Chengbu stared at him for a while, then propped up the table and rushed over to give him a quick kiss: "That's it."
Yuan Wu was stunned by him, and it took a long time to say: "Oh, I thought you were going to slap me on the spot."