There is a stray orange cat in the community. A few days ago, it gave birth to a litter of cubs, and it was getting cold. The little milk cat shrank and hid in the flower bed, meowing. Many residents were afraid that the cub would not live long in the cold, so each family took one home. Sun Yiwen wanted one too, but Zhou Hao didn't agree.
Every night after dinner, Sun Yiwen picked up their leftovers in plastic bags and fed them to the cats. Looking down from the balcony, Zhou Hao could definitely see the boy nestling by the flower bed, playing with the kitten.
Just like a little kid.
It gets dark early in late autumn, and the street lights in the community are dim and not very bright. Looking down at this moment, Sun Yiwen's body melted into the night, not very clear.
Zhou Hao put on his clothes and went downstairs, and walked to the flower bed in late autumn, the wind was very cool, wrapped in a damp chill.
"Sun Yiwen."
The huddled little figure turned his head and smiled at Zhou Hao, "Why did you come down?"
"Do you think it's cold?" Zhou Hao asked.
Sun Yiwen turned his head away, replied "not cold", and then reached out to help the kitten smooth its fur.
The adult female cat is also on the side, and there is only this kitten left beside her. With her round eyes, she looks at the humans who invaded their territory, thanks for the food, and is always on guard, lest someone snatch it away. The only child left.
The mother cat still loves her children so much.
Zhou Hao felt a little uncomfortable. He squatted down slowly, looked at the fat orange cats in front of him, "If you like them, take them home and raise them together."
Sun Yiwen thought he heard it wrong, and asked excitedly, "What did you say?"
Zhou Hao stood up and gave the final instruction, "Take them all home, it's very cold today."
The two took a pair of cat mother and child home. The next day, Sun Yiwen skipped half a day of class and took them to a bath and got an injection. That night when Zhou Hao came home from get off work, he saw Sun Yiwen with his legs crossed on the sofa watching TV, one on the left and one on the right, accompanied by two little ones.
This is probably a safe haven for men. There is someone waiting at home, and there are two little guys who make a little noise from time to time. Zhou Hao's heart warmed a little, and the cold air brought back from the outside dissipated in an instant.
"You're back." Sun Yiwen got up and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Zhou Hao sat where he was just now, looking left and right, feeling really different. The decision last night was worth it.
After dinner, the two of them would read a book or find a movie to watch together. Zhou Hao gradually discovered that Sun Yiwen was very clingy. He doesn't know how to sit, he's always dishonest, he will either pillow on your lap, or lean on your shoulder, or even sneak a kiss to you when you're so absorbed in it... Zhou Hao is quite happy with such little things. Useful.
The two of them flipped through an old movie today, the 007 series. Sun Yiwen only watched it for a quarter of an hour, and his posture changed to sleeping on Zhou Hao's lap. After a while, he actually fell asleep.
Zhou Hao covered him with a blanket, and with his ten fingers, which had nowhere to rest, under the transparent light at night, he slowly moved towards the small earlobe of the person in his arms, and touched it gently. So soft and so cute.
Everything that came into view, everything touched by his hands made Zhou Hao suddenly moved a lot. On the one hand, he was moved, but on the other hand he doubted: Did he really love Jiang Yuqian in all these years? Maybe not. Maybe it's just a lack of love for too long, and I happened to meet a clean boy, and my head rushed over.
There was no love, it was simply too good. Zhou Hao felt a lot more relaxed unconsciously, and the little burden he carried in his heart was let go for the time being.
If he has never loved, he will not become a man who "sees differences and wants to change", and he can wholeheartedly give all the love he can give to the boy in front of him.
He didn't allow himself to love someone halfway like his mother did. From childhood to adulthood, what has been deeply imprinted in his bones is to be consistent.
No eccentrics are produced without halfway. For so many years, he has always thought so.
Zhou Hao smiled silently, his eyes returned to Sun Yiwen's ear, and suddenly found that there was a small mole under the kid's earlobe.
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In December, a heavy snowfall fell in City A, covering the ground for two days and two nights. On the third day, the sky suddenly cleared and there was no cloud in the sky.
The white snow covered everything, cut out the noise, and the smudges of the world.
The night scene after the snow is rare and quiet. Standing on the balcony, Jiang Yuqian cast his eyes on the flower bed at the bottom of the building. Everything he saw was pure white, and he couldn't see the amorous feelings hidden inside.
After watching for a long time, my eyes are a little tired. Jiang Yuqian returned to the living room, sat weakly on the sofa, and the house was pitch black. His eyes settled down for a while, and he could vaguely see the bright moonlight behind the snow, seeping into the living room.
There was the sound of the door lock being turned, and Cheng Zixu came back with a big bag of things from the supermarket in his hand.
"Pa-ta-" the light came on.
"Why didn't you turn on the light?" Cheng Zixu asked.
It was difficult for Jiang Yuqian to adapt to the instant light, he squinted his eyes, and gradually adapted to it later.
Cheng Zixu walked to the sofa.
Jiang Yuqian raised his face, as if he had made a big decision, "Move tomorrow and live in another place."
Cheng Zixu just froze for a few seconds, then smiled, "Okay."
Touching the scene to give birth to love, it is called this word.
In the evening, Jiang Yuqian went to the apartment in Building 5. Open the door, the dark space is full of deserted feeling.
In fact, the home has not changed much, and the home decoration is still the same.
There was a yellow teacup on the coffee table, and there was still half a glass of water in it, but the surface of the water was already covered with dust; in the dark red ceramic flower pot next to the TV cabinet, there was a small dead tree, all the leaves had fallen off, and only the leaves remained. The "corpse" from the tree root is still there.
It is probably a pair with the tree that Zhou Hao crazily carried over to give him last time.
In the bedroom, as soon as he opened the closet, there were only a few pieces of his clothes hanging on the hanger alone; A person's ashtray is clean, without any ash in it.
Such a house has actually lived in people. Jiang Yuqian laughed inwardly, that lunatic was still ruthless, he really left when he left without leaving a trace.
Impossible, impossible. After living for so many years, how could it be possible to bring it clean
Jiang Yuqian rushed into the bathroom eagerly. Fortunately, the little lunatic's razor, dental jar, towel... were all there.
"Jiang Yuqian, our bathroom is too small, the bathtub can't even fit in it."
"What's so much about taking a shower?"
"You know a fart! Otherwise we can try it in steaming water."
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"Let's just change to a bigger house." Jiang Yuqian murmured, facing the air, facing the former little lunatic.
Jiang Yuqian got off the bed, went to the convenience store and bought another toothbrush, towels, razors... When he got home, he placed them neatly next to the little lunatic's things, so that he could make a pair.
At this moment, he seems to have inexhaustible enthusiasm, wanting to fill every nook and cranny of the house. Jiang Yuqian wet the mop and mopped the house carefully. The floor was so polished that his shadow could be seen.
The house is so clean it's as if no one has ever left it.
Then, he took out two pairs of plush slippers for the winter and put them on the shoe rack in the entrance. A pair of red and a pair of blue, which was bought by the little lunatic before, he said that red and blue are a pair.
After all this work, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
Going back a few steps to Building No. 2, Jiang Yuqian kept thinking: Everyone is gone, why does he always think of that person when he returns to his former home. It was only later that he realized that the little lunatic's departure had broken his heart.
When the mind is scattered, it is easy to think about things.
A person is too crazy, too paranoid, others will never forget him in this life.
He wanted to take out his mobile phone and call the little lunatic, imitating the man's usual tone: Hey, I missed you when I was mopping the floor just now.
However, he didn't have that person's phone number, and he never kept it or remembered it. It's always been, the little lunatic called him.
After living together for four years, why doesn't he even have a phone number...
After a very short journey, he walked for a long time, and when he arrived at the place where he lives now, Cheng Zixu sat in the restaurant with a blank expression and waited for him.
Seeing him come back, Cheng Zixu didn't raise his head, "I'll go and warm up the food for you", then got up and went to the kitchen.
Jiang Yuqian took off his coat, hung it on the hanger, and sat down.
Soon, the food was hot and served on the table. Three dishes and one soup, the heat of the food is still fragrant.
"Let's eat." Cheng Zixu moved his chopsticks without asking where he was just now.
Jiang Yuqian picked up the chopsticks on the table and started eating without saying a word.
Suddenly, Cheng Zixu asked, "Yuqian, where shall we move tomorrow?"
Jiang Yuqian glanced sideways at the people around him, was stunned for a moment, and said, "A is nearby."
Cheng Zixu didn't speak any more. In just a short time, he already understood everything. Both of them have already graduated, so why are they still looking for a house around A University
Where is the city center and life is convenient? The former alma mater, leave a feeling? No, probably because Zhou Hao was doing an internship in the affiliated hospital.