Shen Tao brought a lot of things, plus what he bought today, he felt that he would not be able to finish it even after the first lunar month.
"I'm going back," Shen Tao helped to pack everything, and stood up after chatting with Qiu's father for a while, "I still have a lot of things to do at home."
"I'll see you off." Qiu Yi also stood up.
"Xiaotao, thank your family for me," Qiu's father said, "This pile of food is so delicious."
"The second treasure of beauty is fine," Shen Tao walked out, then turned his head, "Just don't be beautiful, eat less greasy food, it's not good for your health."
"Come on," Qiu's father immediately waved his hand. After Shen Tao and Qiu Yi went out, he turned his head and muttered to Bian Nan in a low voice, "This Shen Tao is like Qiu Yi. He likes to teach others. What, you don’t eat it every day, don’t you think so?”
"Uncle," Bian Nan didn't know what to say, "I'm just teaching people that it's not easy to do this, or I'll teach you a lesson too. You need to pay attention to your body."
"It's boring, why are you like this too." Papa Qiu looked at him dissatisfied.
"It's okay to eat a little this time, it's okay to eat a little next time, it's okay to eat a little next time, it'll be more if you're tired," Bian Nan sighed, "Don't stay with Erbao all the time My son learns like a primary school student."
"Hey!" Papa Qiu was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed, "You're not giving a good lesson, are you? Even education is worse than the two of them."
"I'll just talk about it," Bian Nan chuckled twice, "you can just listen to it."
After leaving the gate of the courtyard, Qiu Yi looked up at the sky: "It was so dark before four o'clock."
"It's probably going to snow tonight," Shen Tao tugged at his collar, "Let me tell you, that smoked fish is a bit salty, don't add salt when cooking."
"Yeah." Qiu Yi nodded.
Shen Tao took two steps, then stopped: "Did Bian Nan fall out with his family?"
"Basically, he didn't tell me the details." Qiu Yi also stopped, leaned against the wall and took out a cigarette, handed one to Shen Tao, lit one himself and drank it.
"Is it for the two of you?" Shen Tao took the cigarette and didn't light it.
"Well, it was a bit of a surprise that his family found out." Qiu Yi took a drag on his cigarette.
"Then where does he live?" Shen Tao asked again.
"I rented a house," Qiu Yi glanced at him, "What about the interrogation?"
"Trial is trial, what do you think about this matter?" Shen Tao lit a cigarette and looked at him with frowns.
"What can I think? Say whatever you want." Qiu Yi smiled.
"I have nothing to say, I'm just a little worried," Shen Tao frowned, "He's going all out, whether impulsive or helpless, anyway, it's because you can't go home now, right?"
"En." Qiu Yi responded.
"I'm afraid that something will go wrong in the future. This matter is... the rope that binds you," Shen Tao said, "maybe it can also bind Bian Nan."
"Don't expect me to be better." Qiu Yi took a puff of cigarette at Shen Tao.
"I'm your friend, I just know Bian Nan, if there's anything I will think on your side, maybe I'm a little selfish, or...or I can't trust Bian Nan's feelings, how long can you hold on if I don't believe it It's okay," Shen Tao said with some difficulty, "but I just want to remind you, don't let this matter become a burden for the two of you in the future, love is a matter of giving, you give, and I give...you know What do I mean?"
"Understood," Qiu Yi nodded, and patted Shen Tao's shoulder again, "People who have no love to talk about spend all day thinking about these things?"
"Don't run on me," Shen Tao clicked his tongue, "Then let me say something to Biannan. His personality and thinking are far from yours. He is impulsive and doesn't like to think about things. In the future I don’t know if it won’t change, but after a long time, don’t pick on him because of these, anyway, he’s like this when he’s with you... "
"Hey!" Qiu Yi interrupted him with a smile, "Okay, I know what you mean."
"Okay, I won't talk," Shen Tao pinched his cigarette, "I didn't talk much at home during the holiday, and I'm thirsty after talking so much."
"Go back to the house for a sip of tea?" Qiu Yi laughed.
"Go home and drink." Shen Tao buttoned his coat and hat on his head, and walked towards the entrance of the alley, "Let's go, you can go back."
Qiu Yi stood still for a while, and after finishing his cigarette, he turned around and walked back slowly.
I have been friends with Shen Tao for so many years, probably because they both think a lot. Shen Tao's parents divorced and remarried twice, and he sometimes feels a lot.
He had actually thought about what Shen Tao said, but he wasn't too worried. Bian Nan decided to hide from him the fact that he ran away from home, which already showed that Bian Nan didn't want to put him under any pressure because of this matter.
Compared to these things, it is better to worry about yourself, the mother who appears in dreams every day because the death date is approaching, the father whose physical condition is becoming more and more unstable...
Probably only people like Bian Nan who are big enough to put a water tank in will not feel tired falling in love with him.
When he entered the courtyard, Bian Nan just closed the door and came out. As soon as he saw him, he immediately jumped over and pushed him out of the courtyard: "Quickly, that guy Shen Tao said something bad about me!"
"Are you sure he wants to speak ill of you?" Qiu Yi said with a smile, "Why did you run out?"
"Your father wanted to pee, and said that in order to maintain a glorious image in front of me, he asked me to come out and avoid it," Bian Nan said in a low voice, "Don't change the subject!"
"I didn't say anything, he said both good and bad things." Qiu Yi looked at no one in the alley, put his arm around Bian Nan's waist and quickly squeezed it.
"Damn," Bian Nan's waist tickled and he jumped up, "Can he still say good things?"
"Why can't you say good things?" Qiu Yi asked.
"He's from your natal family," Bian Nan clicked his tongue twice, "it's unlikely that he can help me speak..."
"Wait," Qiu Yi approached him, "My natal family?"
"Well," Bian Nan nodded, "What's the matter, what's your opinion?"
"I still think Wan Fei is from your natal family." Qiu Yi smiled.
"You're wrong," Bian Nan patted his face, "You are my wife, you have to face reality, this is the correct answer."
"Oh," Qiu Yi looked at him, and asked softly in his ear, "Dear husband, then why are you going to treat me as your daughter-in-law?"
Bian Nan was stunned for a moment, Qiu Yi's words suddenly reminded him of the scenes he saw while hiding under the covers, and an indescribable feeling suddenly came to his heart.
"...Damn it," Bian Nan said in a muffled voice, "I haven't... thought about it yet."
"Think about it slowly," Qiu Yi patted him on the back, walked into the yard, trotted two steps, pushed open the door and shouted, "Dad? Do you want help?"
"Hey, what are you calling!" Dad Qiu said in the back room, "No need to help, it's over!"
Before Bian Nan came back to his senses, he followed into the house, stared in a daze and went straight into the back room. When he saw Papa Qiu who was adjusting his pants, he was taken aback for a moment and said, "Uncle, can I help you?"
"...my image," Qiu's father sighed, tugging at the waistband of his trousers, "it's ready."
"Oh!" Bian Nan quickly turned around and walked out again, bumping into Qiu Yi who was about to come in.
"You can play with Erbao for a while." Qiu Yi said, and went into the room to help Qiu's father take out the urinal.
Bian Nan glanced at Qiu Yan who was lying on the sofa reading comics, and went over to pick him up and hug him: "Why?"
Qiu Yan grabbed the book and held it up in front of his eyes, pointing to a picture of a girl in a swimsuit: "Look, how sexy!"
"I..." Bian Nan stared at Qiu Yan, "What did you say?"
"Sexy." Qiu Yan said.
"Qiu Yi, did you hear that!" Bian Nan yelled, grabbing the book, "What are you reading?"
The book looked normal, it was just an ordinary comic book, from the campus, Bian Nan took it and flipped through a few pages, but didn't see any pornographic content.
"You still know what is sexy." Qiu Yi came out and said something, then opened the door and went out.
"I know," Qiu Yan was a little proud, "Da Huzi doesn't know."
"Hey," Bian Nan nestled on the sofa helplessly, "Erbao, what's wrong with you when you grow up?"
There was nothing to do in the afternoon, and there was nothing to prepare for the mutton for dinner. Qiu Yi was watching TV with his mobile phone in the room while thinking about how to make rice milk. He planned to make rice milk for supper or breakfast tomorrow.
Father Qiu still had a little cough, but it wasn't too serious. Bian Nan sat with him for a while, and wanted to take Qiu Yan out for a walk, but Qiu Yan refused, saying that he was afraid when it was dark.
"What are you afraid of?" Bian Nan asked him.
"Grandma Wolf." Qiu Yanshu said without thinking while hugging Bumblebee on the sofa.
Bian Nan opened his mouth and said nothing, a child who knows what is sexy, grandma who is afraid of wolves...
He had to sit and continue watching TV.
In fact, if he goes home on weekends, there are many times when the family sits together and watches TV, but when this happens, Bian Nan usually stays in his room and plays computer games.
He didn't want to be uncomfortable, and he didn't want others to be uncomfortable.
But at Qiu Yi's house, there is no such awkwardness. A few people watched the boring TV, and no one said anything, but they were very comfortable. After watching it for a while, Bian Nan was half lying on the sofa, squeezing Qiu Yi to sit. to the next chair.
comfortable.
But for some reason, Bian Nan stared at the TV and suddenly missed his father.
This old man who will never be able to communicate normally with him, treats everyone in his own way.
Is dad still angry now
Are you still locked in the study
"Can you mix sauce?" Qiu Yi turned around and asked him.
"What sauce?" Bian Nan sat up.
"Sesame paste, I'll eat it in a pot later." Qiu Yi said.
"Yes, I'll get it done." Bian Nan stood up and went to the kitchen.
Qiu Yan also followed with Bumblebee in his arms: "Are you going to eat?"
"When the sauce is ready and boiled, you can eat it," Bian Nan squinted at him, "If you have something to eat, you won't be afraid of Grandma Wolf?"
"En!" Qiu Yan nodded vigorously.
"The meal I ate at noon still stuck in my throat..." Bian Nan said while scooping sesame paste into a bowl.
"Do you want to vomit?" Qiu Yan asked.
"Don't disgust me!" Bian Nan clicked his tongue.
It is very simple to boil mutton. Once the induction cooker is turned on, the water is boiled, and some seasonings are added as the soup base, and then you can eat it with a splash.
The sauce made by Bian Nan Tiao was not bad, Qiu Yi dipped it in with chopsticks, a little surprised: "Not bad, I thought it was salty."
"Look at me," Bian Nan proudly put away all the dishes on the table. After picking up his beloved Artemisia stalk, he saw the Flammulina velutipes underneath, and was stunned, "This..."
"This is see you tomorrow!" Qiu Yan yelled immediately, with a crisp sound.
"Standard pronunciation." Qiu Yi gave him a thumbs up.
"What?" Papa Qiu asked.
"Uncle!" Bian Nan grabbed Papa Qiu's arm, "Can I ask after eating?"
Papa Qiu paused for a moment, and then smiled: "Okay, I'll ask after we're done eating, maybe it's not a good thing to say."
Bian Nan admired Qiu Yan's appetite a little bit, he ate a lot with him at noon, and rubbed his belly all the way back, but now that he was still holding on, Qiu Yan could actually bury his head in eating again.
Qiu Yi didn't eat much at noon, and Qiu's father probably ate less at noon when he went to someone else's house. The four people at the table had a good time except Bian Nan.
"Hey," Bian Nan picked up two stalks of Artemisia stalks and swung them back and forth in the pot, "I really ate too much at noon, why don't I eat a few catties of meat."
"See you tomorrow!" Qiu Yan shouted again.
"Qiu Erbao, sooner or later I'll have to sell you." Bian Nan put the Artemisia sticks in a bowl and wrapped them in sauce, and turned around. "I've already deeply realized why your brother doesn't want you anymore."
Dad Qiu laughed suddenly: "I seem to know what's going on with see you tomorrow, it means I ate today..."
"Uncle Qiu!" Bian Nan interrupted him, "As an elder, you still have a glorious image! Can you still do it?"
"Eat quickly." Dad Qiu ate a piece of meat with a smile.
"Hey, Uncle," Bian Nan thought for a while, "Do you still know what see you tomorrow means?"
"Can you not know this?" Papa Qiu said.
"My dad doesn't know, but my dad knows hello bye, oh, he also knows Fake." Bian Nan laughed.
"I don't know much either. English is not my strong point." Dad Qiu took a sip of hot water, "I think back then..."
As soon as Bian Nan heard the words "remembering the past", he realized: "You must be strong in Russian, right?"
"That's the strong point back then," Qiu's father said with a nostalgic expression on his face, "I didn't say anything about Qiu Yi's mother after she spoke Chinese, and I've almost forgotten it now, probably not as much as Qiu Yi."
"You will?" Bian Nan suddenly turned his head and looked at Qiu Yi, "Hey, you must be able to! Hey, why did I never think that you should be able to, Qiu Dabao, you are so awesome! You are a fighting pig among the top students! …”
"You praised me and scolded me." Qiu Yi smiled.
"Boast, don't we both belong to pigs? How do you say pigs in Russian?" Bian Nan was a little excited about this unexpected discovery, and flicked his tongue a few times, "Do you want to flick your tongue?"
"You are the prince of tennis." Qiu Yan said while eating.
"... Er Bao," Bian Nan looked at him helplessly, "Forget it, at least there is a prince."
"Tennis pig." Qiu Yan changed his words immediately.
The few people were overjoyed, Bian Nan glared at him: "Give me back the bumblebee!"
"Prince!" Qiu Yan hurriedly shouted loudly.
"What's your position? You're so uncertain..." Bian Nan laughed for a long time.
When the Russian language was mentioned, Papa Qiu was aroused to chat again, and he happily recalled the past half of the meal. When he was finishing the meal, Bian Nan glanced at the clock, and it was already past eight o'clock.
"I have to go back in a while." Although Bian Nan didn't want to leave, but considering that normal twenty-nine people would eat at home, he had to put on a face if he didn't want to leave, or Papa Qiu would be surprised, "I'll come over tomorrow night Play."
"Ah, it's past eight o'clock, hurry back, don't clean up," Papa Qiu patted him, "Does anyone know when I come over tomorrow?"
"... We all know that my thirty sons are free to move around after eating." Bian Nan smiled.
This sentence is not all nonsense, in previous years, he and Bian Hao would go out after dinner at night at Thirty's, going out to play with classmates and friends, and only parents and Bian Xinyu would stay at home to watch the Spring Festival Gala.
Qiu Yan took the hot water and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Bian Nan wanted to help, but was urged to go home by Qiu's father, so he had no choice but to put on his coat, take his things and go out.
"I'll see you off." Qiu Yi also put on his coat and followed out.
"How do you arrange your working hours tomorrow?" Bian Nan walked out of the yard and whispered, "Why don't I go to the entrance of your hotel and find a place to wait for you."
"Don't, how long will I have to wait?" Qiu Yi thought for a while, "You should have a good sleep tomorrow, haven't you slept well for a while? You can even see the dark circles under your eyes."
"Are black eye circles called black eye circles if you can't see them?" Bian Nan clicked his tongue.
"The key is you..." Qiu Yi smiled.
"Okay!" Bian Nan interrupted him, "I know what you're going to say, you're the only one who can save a lot of electricity bills with you and Er Bao in your house... Hey, it's true, how else can you get it?" Then a little money can still live on..."
"You sleep tomorrow," Qiu Yi smiled and put his arms on his shoulders, "Sleep until the afternoon, get up and eat something by yourself first, and I will call you when I am almost off work in the evening, and you will come over."
"Do you go to work in the morning?" Bian Nan asked, according to Qiu Yi's work arrangement, if it was late at night, he would usually be free in the morning.
"In the morning... I have something to do and I have to go to the door." Qiu Yi said.
"I'll go with you," Bian Nan said immediately, "what's the matter?"
Qiu Yi glanced at him, hesitated for a moment: "I want to visit my mother tomorrow."
"I'll go too," Bian Nan said, looking at Qiu Yi and scratching his head again, "I don't mean anything else, I just... want to stay with you, forget it, it's a bit inappropriate."
Qiu Yi was silent for a while, retracted his arms, and wrapped Bian Nan around himself: "I have to go out at eight o'clock tomorrow, can you get up?"
"Get up," Bian Nan smiled, "I get up at five o'clock during training."
"Then go back to sleep when it's over, and wait for me after I get off work soon." Qiu Yi said.
"Okay." Bian Nan snapped his fingers.
Under Qiu Yi's guidance, Bian Nan went back to Yang Xu's house by bus and subway smoothly.
I’m in a good mood today, and I didn’t feel too uncomfortable seeing the dust and mess in the room. Before taking a bath, he even moved the boxes that were most in the way to the empty room next to the stairs, and stacked them together. pile.
When he came out, the clothes were sandwiched between the two boxes, and when he turned around, the top two boxes flipped over neatly on the ground, and the contents inside were scattered all over the floor.
"Fuck!" Bian Nan was taken aback, and when he turned around, he was coughed twice by the rising dust, "I...fuck..."
Reluctantly, he turned on the light, squatted on the ground and threw the things into the box.
When these things were in the box, they were also thrown around in a mess. They were all inexplicable things. I picked them up and read them while I was in the south, unused notebooks, original English books that I couldn’t understand, and a lot of pens bundled together. I don’t know if the small desk lamp can still be turned on, the old knee pads and wrist pads, and there are even sandbags...
Bian Nan threw everything into the box, a photo frame with cracked glass, a box of used cartoon candles, old photo albums, he clicked his tongue, Yang Xu was quite nostalgic, what are these... photo albums
Bian Nan took out the photo album that had been thrown into the box, and opened it after hesitation. In fact, he was really curious about Yang Xu.
However, there were no photos in the album, so Bian Nan looked through them, and they were all empty.
He threw the photo album back into the box with some disappointment, flipped through the photo album, and he saw that there seemed to be a photo on the last page.
Bian Nan was taken aback when he took it out for a look.
The photo was a group photo of Yang Xu and Shi Jiang. To Bian Nan's surprise, both of them were holding rackets in the photo, and they both smiled and held up the racket in the same movement to block half of his face.
What surprised Bian Nan was that Shi Jiang could laugh so happily, and that it was nothing for Shi Jiang to hold a racket. Yang Xu was also wearing sportswear and holding a racket, which surprised Bian Nan. Knee pads, wrist guards, very professional rackets... Yang Xu also played. ball
"It's amazing." Bian Nan stared at the photo for a while, then put the photo album back into the box, Yang Xu, who was too lazy to sit or lean on like a snake every day, actually played ball
With the words "it's amazing" in his mind, Bian Nan took a shower, dried the previously washed clothes, washed the changed clothes with detergent, and went back to the room and lay down on the bed.
He must have been really tired. The feeling that everything was no longer changing for the time being made him feel tired all of a sudden. After setting the alarm clock on his mobile phone, he fell asleep before he had time to play with his mobile phone for a while.
When the alarm clock rang the next day, he was still in a dream. His first reaction when he heard the alarm clock was that he was running!
So Yigulu jumped up from the bed, and habitually jumped towards the door of the dormitory, directly hitting the closet next to him.
"Hey!" He yelled, and the bump was quite painful.
When they arrived at the entrance of Qiu Yi's alley, there was a bump on his forehead.
"What's the matter?" Qiu Yi stared at his forehead as soon as he came out.
"I got up too fast in the morning, and hit the cabinet." Bian Nan rubbed the bag with his teeth bared.
Qiu Yi scratched his hair: "Do you want me to blow it? When Er Bao bumped his head when he was a child, let me blow it."
"Get out!" Bian Nan stared at him, thought for a while and looked around, and whispered, "How about giving me a kiss?"
Qiu Yi glanced aside with a smile, quickly pulled the back of his head and kissed him on the forehead.
"Shu Tan!" Bian Nan yelled, jumping up and down on the spot, "How do you get there?"
"Take a taxi, the subway doesn't arrive, and there's no bus going so early." Qiu Yi said.
No one in Bian Nan's family has passed away, and the old people are still there. This is his first visit to a cemetery in the suburbs.
Because there are no buildings, the wind here blows very quickly, and the sky is a bit gloomy, making the cemetery look very lonely.
Qiu Yi's mother's tomb was in the back. After walking a long flight of steps, he stopped beside a row of tombstones.
"I'll wait for you here." Bian Nan said.
"En." Qiu Yi nodded, walked to the middle, and squatted down in front of a tombstone after walking too far.
Standing in the wind, Bian Nan looked at Qiu Yi who was silently squatting in front of the stele, and suddenly felt a little turbulent in his heart.
Many years ago, when Qiu Yi was a child, did he do the same, silently squatting in front of his mother's tombstone, would he cry...
If Qiu Yi's mother was still alive, what would it be like now
What would happen if Qiu Yi's mother knew about these things
Will you be angry
Bian Nan suddenly remembered the phrase "disgusting" and frowned.
Will not.
Bian Nan squatted down, no way, Qiu Yi's mother is a gentle person who loves to laugh and sing.
Then what will happen to her...