Bian Nan squatted on the steps and saw Qiu Yi raised his hand to touch the tombstone lightly. There should be a photo of Qiu Yi's mother there, so he had the urge to go and have a look.
He wants to see what a mother who has two such beautiful and sensible sons looks like...
Of course, just thinking about it, he felt that it was not easy for Qiu Yi to let him follow him here.
"Mom," Qiu Yi looked at the photo, "It's Chinese New Year."
Qiu Yi's voice was very low, but because Bian Nan was downwind, he could still vaguely hear the voice.
He subconsciously pricked up his ears, wanting to hear what Qiu Yi would say to his mother.
Qiu Yi paused, and spoke again.
Still speaking softly and in a low voice, Bian Nan didn't understand a single word this time.
It took him a while to realize that what Qiu Yi was speaking was not Mandarin, but Russian.
Hey! Really will!
Bian Nan's attention was lost in an instant.
He sat on the steps and looked at the rows of tombstones on the slope in front of him.
Now the wind has slowed down, and it's not so cold anymore, he tilted his head to look at Qiu Yi.
Qiu Yi speaks very slowly. Although Bian Nan can't understand it, he thinks it sounds good. He has heard Qiu Yi make up English for others. At that time, he thought that Qiu Yi's English was very good. Now he thinks that Qiu Yi's Russian is the real one. nice to hear.
It's like singing in a low voice.
He closed his eyes, listening a little absorbedly.
"Hey," Qiu Yi kicked him on the buttocks, "Can you fall asleep?"
"Huh? No." Bian Nan jumped up. He didn't know how long he had been listening with his eyes closed, but he probably didn't fall asleep. He felt that he could hear Qiu Yi's voice all the time.
"Let's go," Qiu Yi patted him on the back, "Go back and sleep."
"I don't know if I can fall asleep," Bian Nan followed behind him, and looked back at the monument of Qiu Yi's mother, "What did you tell your mother?"
"Aren't you listening?" Qiu Yi said with a smile.
"I don't understand." Bian Nan clicked his tongue, jumped two steps and hugged Qiu Yi's shoulder, "You did it on purpose, you just don't want me to understand."
"No," Qiu Yi pinched his fingers, "I've always said that to my mother. She mixed it with my father. She spoke Chinese after she was familiar with Chinese, but she told me that she was used to it. I said that when I grow up, I will study Russian as a major... "
Qiu Yi didn't go any further when he said this, and Bian Nan didn't ask any more questions. Besides, it should be about Qiu Yi's mother being in a car accident.
"Bian Nan, let me tell you something." Qiu Yi turned his face to look at him.
"Huh?" Bian Nan also looked at him.
"Find time to call your dad today," Qiu Yi said, "After all, it's Thirty. Whether he's angry or not, or whether you're going home or not, you should contact him."
"... Oh," Bian Nan lowered his head, "Got it."
Qiu Yi smiled: "I was already very angry, but I was even more angry when my son ran away, and even more angry when there was no news after running away, and I was even more angry when there was no news on New Year's Eve..."
"It's getting even more angry." Bian Nan answered.
"Well, there's no right or wrong in this matter, it's your father, why don't you wait for him to bow his head first." Qiu Yi stretched out his hand and flicked his nose.
"Hey!" Bian Nan lowered his head and sneezed.
Qiu Yi came out of the cemetery and told Bian Nan the route back to Yang Xu's house at the bus stop, and then went directly to the restaurant.
There was almost no one on the bus on this line. Bian Nan got on the bus and sat down by the window. The car was warm. He felt sleepy within a few minutes after sitting down, and he fell asleep with his head knocking on the glass all the way semi-consciously.
When he woke up, he had already sat for one stop, and he didn't dare to change the route casually, for fear of getting lost, so he could only get off the car and walk back for a while, then reversed the car as Qiu Yi said.
Back at Yang Xu's house, he sent a text message to Qiu Yi saying it was over, and then he was in a daze with his mobile phone.
Gotta call dad.
But it took a lot of courage to make this call.
He sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the phone until his eyes became sore, then he clicked on the phone book, gritted his teeth and clicked on his father's name.
Dad has already woken up at this time, and he usually drinks tea in the study during his rest days...
There was a monotonous dial tone on the phone, and Bian Nan felt his palms sweat a little.
But until the phone automatically hung up, Dad didn't answer the phone.
He hesitated, then redialed again.
This time it hung up after only two rings.
Bian Nan held the phone in front of his eyes and stared at it. It took a long time before he fell back and lay on the bed.
Dad is still angry if he doesn't answer his phone.
In fact, he never figured out why his father was angry.
In other words, the fact of liking a man itself or because of this matter makes Dad feel that he is causing trouble again, which one makes Dad more angry.
He sighed softly.
When I decided to confess my love to Qiu Yi, I never thought that there would be so many difficulties later.
Even when Qiu Yi didn't want his family to know, he didn't think it was such a big deal...or he didn't think about it at all.
He just lay on the bed and closed his eyes, thinking wildly, and finally fell asleep.
He fell asleep straight into the afternoon, when Bian Nan was woken up by the phone call, he glanced at the time, it was already past four in the afternoon.
"Damn..." Bian Nan raised his eyebrows, having slept for such a long time.
The call was from Qiu Yi, and he heard his bewildered voice and asked, "Have you called yet?"
"I did." Bian Nan rubbed his eyes and sat up, "I called twice, but my dad didn't answer the call, and hung up on the second one."
"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you pick up or not, the main thing is that he knows you're calling." Qiu Yi heard the wind, "I'm resting now, I'll be busy later, all the tables are fully booked, I can get off work at about nine o'clock." .”
"Well, I'll wait for you in the past." Bian Nan stood up.
"It's too early, I just want to ask if you have called, you can eat something later and wait for my call." Qiu Yi said.
"Well, go get busy." Bian Nan said.
After hanging up the phone, Bian Nan changed his clothes, took out three of the red envelopes he bought earlier, and put one back after thinking about it.
There were two red envelopes with 200 yuan each, one belonged to Qiu's father and the other belonged to Qiu Yan.
This is based on his current income. If he wanted to put it aside, if he didn't put more than 1,000 in the red envelope, he would feel that he couldn't afford it.
After sealing the red envelope, he took the envelope and went out. There was no place to eat at all, and they were all closed. If he wanted to eat, he had to buy it and cook it. It was too troublesome.
Bian Nan found a small supermarket that was still open, went in and bought a portion of oden cooking, and then took a car to Qiu Yi's restaurant.
There was no TV or computer at Yang Xu's place, so he couldn't bear to let him stay for hours, so he might as well wait for Qiu Yi.
The street looks very deserted, and there are almost no pedestrians, and the occasional cars that drive by seem to be speeding, and they are all rushing home.
Bian Nan shrunk his neck, if he hadn't been able to go to Qiu Yi's house today, he really didn't know how he would spend the loneliest New Year's Eve in his life.
The street of Qiu Yi's restaurant is relatively more lively. They are all restaurants. The restaurants that have ordered the New Year's Eve dinner have already started to take customers, and the parking spaces on the roadside are full.
But Bian Nan wandered around for a long time, a little dumbfounded.
Everything on this street was closed except for the restaurants, and there was no year-round supermarket. He walked back and forth three times on this street, but he couldn't find a place where he could stay and wait for someone.
"Idiot." Bian Nan muttered in a low voice.
After standing on the side of the street for a while, he decided to find a restaurant and go in, at worst, order a few dishes and eat!
As a result, I entered three restaurants, none of which had any vacant tables, all of them were fully booked, and all of them added tables in the lobby. Seeing Bian Nan running to eat alone, the waiters all looked at him strangely.
Bian Nan had no choice but to continue wandering on the side of the street. After half a street, he couldn't bear it anymore. As soon as the sun went down, the north wind was very dedicated. It felt like the sun was being blown down by the north wind.
Just when he was thinking about not going back to Yang Xu's house by car, Qiu Yi called again.
Bian Nan answered the phone, before he could speak, Qiu Yi asked in surprise, "Where are you?"
"I..." Bian Nan hesitated, and the north wind forced him to walk backwards.
"You came out?" Qiu Yi heard the wind, "Shouldn't I tell you that I have nine o'clock?"
"Hey! I made a mistake. I was bored at home. I thought I'd come here and find a place to wait for you, but it was all fucking full. I'm blowing on the street right now," Bian Nan said depressingly. "It's so fucking windy, I think a few jumps will blow me back."
Qiu Yi was silent for a while and then laughed, and laughed for a long time before saying: "Fool, forget it, come here."
"Huh?" Bian Nan was stunned.
"Come to our hotel, I walked here all night, you should know which one it is?" Qiu Yi said with a smile.
"You must know that this is the first time I saw what you look like." Bian Nan was in a good mood immediately, turned around and jumped several times against the old Beifeng, "Is it convenient for me to go there?"
"It's okay, Bian Xinyu is not at work, you can wait for me in the lounge." Qiu Yi said.
When Bian Nan ran to the door of the hotel, Qiu Yi stood at the door and waited for him.
"Hey, this outfit is so memorable." Bian Nan was delighted.
"I told the foreman, you should stay in the staff lounge, there is a TV to watch," Qiu Yi led him inside, "If I didn't call, what are you going to do?"
"Go back." Bian Nan looked around, the lobby on the first floor was already full of people, and the waiters were busy trotting.
Qiu Yi took him to the lounge: "Just stay here, I have to help. I've just started serving guests now, so I have a lot of things to do."
"Hurry up." Bian Nan said quickly.
The rest is diagonally opposite to the serving port of the back kitchen. Sitting by the door of the lounge, you can see the waiters running back and forth to serve the food.
Bian Nan sat on the chair and watched the TV one by one. From time to time, someone passed by the door.
He thought it was amazing, as long as Qiu Yi passed by, he felt that every time he looked over, he could see Qiu Yi looking at him with a smile on his lips.
It was very busy at the moment, Qiu Yi didn't have time to stop every time he passed by, but just passing by like this, taking a look, passing by, taking a look, repeating the scenes that were nothing new, made Bian Nan feel enjoyable.
Just watching TV for a while, looking at Qiu Yi who walked by the door, time slipped by without any sense of existence.
When Qiu Yi entered the lounge and snapped his fingers at him to say that he could go, Bian Nan realized that he had been sitting like this for more than two hours.
"Damn, you guys are as busy as fighting a war today." Bian Nan stood up.
"Wait for me to change," Qiu Yi entered the changing room inside, and came out after two minutes, "Let's go, take a taxi back, Erbao must be waiting in a hurry."
"Tired?" Bian Nan followed Qiu Yi out of the restaurant through the back door. It was the first time he saw Qiu Yi shuttle back and forth in the restaurant so intuitively, and felt his legs were sore.
"It's okay, I'm used to it," Qiu Yi smiled, "The little girl can bear it, so how tired can I be?"
Bian Nan suddenly thought of Bian Xinyu, although she shouldn't be so busy at ordinary times, it's really surprising that Bian Xinyu, a pampered young lady, can hold on all the time.
It is also difficult to take a taxi on the road. Qiu Yi called a taxi in advance, and he still waited for ten minutes on the side of the road before the car came.
There is no one outside, and now they are all sitting in the restaurant at home to eat the New Year's Eve dinner, and it's not time for people to come out to play after dinner, Bian Nan is sitting in the car, he has to quietly hold Qiu Yi's hand to feel at ease little bit.
After approaching the alley, the surrounding area became lively, and the sound of firecrackers could be heard from far and near, and the fireworks rising in the sky could be seen.
"Are the fireworks we bought that day enough for the second treasure? Why don't we buy some more tomorrow." Bian Nan said.
"That's enough, let me tell you, Erbao is timid, he doesn't dare to order, so he is willing to watch people play on the sidelines." Qiu Yi smiled, "He will follow whoever wants to put flowers in the alley." , and enough for him to see."
"Qiu Erbao is really..." Bian Nan clicked his tongue twice, "He has a character that is difficult to generalize."
When he returned to Qiu Yi's house, Qiu's father and Qiu Yan had already heated up all the dishes that Qiu Yi had prepared last night. When he opened the door, Bian Nan immediately relaxed with the scent and warm air.
"I'm back!" Qiu Yan yelled excitedly, running around the table, "I heat all the dishes. Dad ordered me to heat them!"
"Amazing! Such a big table!" Bian Nan took off his coat and followed him around the table, "Today I have to eat standing up again..."
"There are still dumplings!" Qiu Yan shouted.
"It's so noisy," Qiu's father pushed the wheelchair aside, "it makes me dizzy."
"Quick, wash your hands and eat." Qiu Yi bent down and slapped Qiu Yan's ass.
"Hey, wait a minute, come on," Dad Qiu groped in his clothes, and took out a few red envelopes, "Come and pay me New Year's greetings, or I'll be sent to sleep after eating and I should forget about it."
"Happy New Year, Dad! Good luck and good health!" Qiu Yan immediately yelled and threw himself on his lap.
"Okay!" Dad Qiu gave him a red envelope, "Little money fan."
"Happy New Year, Dad." Qiu Yi said with a smile.
"Okay!" Papa Qiu handed him a red envelope, "Big money fan."
"Happy New Year, Uncle," Bian Nan squatted beside his father, "The New Year is going well."
"Okay!" Papa Qiu patted his head and put the red envelope in his hand, "Good boy, big tiger."
"Uncle." Bian Nan also took out a red envelope from his pocket, and happily gave it to him.
"Hey..." Papa Qiu was taken aback.
"My money is not lucky money, it's the wishes of the younger generation," Bian Nan said, "If you don't want me, just lie on the ground and roll."
Dad Qiu accepted the red envelope with a smile: "Thank you, I really don't want it, I really want to see you roll."
"Where's mine?" Qiu Yi asked aside.
"It's nothing to you," Bian Nan waved his hand at him, then turned his head and bared his teeth at Qiu Yan, "Er Treasure, come and give me New Year's greetings!"
"Happy New Year, Prince!" Qiu Yan rushed over immediately, "Being more and more handsome and whiter!"
"...Should I be happy?" Bian Nan pinched his face, "One more word."
"Work is going well!" Qiu Yan immediately shouted again, "Find a beautiful girlfriend!"
Bian Nan was stunned for a moment, his heart froze, and he subconsciously glanced at Qiu Yi. Qiu Yi was quite calm and looked at him with a smile on his face.
"Er Bao, be good!" Bian Nan collected himself, put the red envelope into Qiu Yan's hand, put his arms around him and kissed him, "Study to a higher level."
"It's already on the top of the building!" Qiu Yan said proudly after taking the red envelope.
"You really are not humble at all..." Bian Nan clicked his tongue.
During the Chinese New Year, you must stay where there are people, listen to people's voices, look at people's shadows, and you will feel at ease.
Compared with my own family, Qiu Yi's family's New Year's Eve dinner is not so rich. The regular New Year's dishes in ordinary people's homes, such as chicken, duck and fish.
However, Bian Nan's food is very delicious, apart from Qiu Yi's cooking skills are really good, the taste of the dishes is irresistible, but also the atmosphere, the kind of comfort and ease that makes people want to lie on the sofa and roll around while eating.
Father Qiu was in a good state of mind today, and ate more than usual, but Qiu Yi stopped him when he wanted to drink, and he was a little dissatisfied that he could only drink with Qiu Yan.
"Drinking is not allowed during Chinese New Year..." He sighed and took a sip of his drink, "My son is controlling me from head to toe, alas!"
"For your own good," Qiu Yi said with a smile, "We all drink with you."
"That's right." Bian Nan leaned closer to Qiu's father, touched him with his cup, "I think it's good to drink."
"Of course the drink is good if you lose consciousness after drinking these two cups." Papa Qiu laughed.
"Hey, it's not impossible for me to grit my teeth and drink a few bottles of beer!" Bian Nan laughed.
The meal was eaten very slowly, and a few people chatted while watching TV. When the meal was almost finished, Qiu Yi ran to the kitchen to work for a while, and actually took a big glass pot and made a pot of hot rice milk into the room. .
"Huh? Rice milk?" Bian Nan stood up when he saw it, "Is it really made?"
"I tasted it, and the taste seems to be similar," Qiu Yi smiled, "Try it? One cup per person, save some stomach, and there will be dumplings later."
The rice milk made by Qiu Yi does not taste exactly the same as the one in the store, but the rich rice and milk aroma are very delicious when mixed together, Bian Nan gave a thumbs up after taking a sip: "Dabao, you are really a good cook share."
After drinking the hot rice milk, Qiu Yan's face turned red. Looking at the rosy white makes people want to pinch it. Bian Nan glanced at Qiu Yi again. Qiu Yi also had a faint blush on his face. Just looking at it...
Bian Nan turned his face away, calming down the sinful urge to play hooligans in his heart.
I don't know if Qiu Yi has the same idea, I guess the blush on his face at this moment should be rosy in the dark...
Qiu Yi rested on the chair for a while and stood up: "I'll go make dumplings."
"You want to smoke, right?" Papa Qiu said with a smile.
"Then you go down." Qiu Yi smiled and sat down.
"I'm not going," Qiu's father rubbed his stomach, "don't oversell, I still have about five dumpling places here."
"I can eat twenty!" Qiu Yan shouted while holding the rice milk cup.
"I'll give you twenty, when will you finish eating and play." Qiu Yi stood up again and opened the door.
"I can eat ten." Qiu Yan changed his mouth.
"I'll help." Bian Nan got up and followed Qiu Yi out.
Before reaching the kitchen, Bian Nan jumped up and stuck behind Qiu Yi, put his arms around him, and whispered, "Hey, let me kiss you."
"Hold it all night?" Qiu Yi turned around and kissed him on the lips.
"Well," Bian Nan immediately leaned forward, stuck his tongue in and entangled Qiu Yi fiercely for a while before letting go, "I really want to push you on the table on the spot."
Qiu Yile went into the kitchen, closed the door, pushed Bian Nan, put his arms around him and pressed him against the wall, and kissed him lightly on the neck: "What do you want to do on the table?"
"...Touch it." Bian Nan breathed a little tight, turned his head and bit Qiu Yi's earlobe.
"And then?" Qiu Yi put his hand into his clothes, and traced his back with his fingertips.
"Then...touch...touch..." Bian Nanneng could smell the clean smell on Qiu Yi's body, wondering if Qiu Yi could smell the detergent on his body, he buried it in Qiu Yi's shoulder and sucked it hard Tone, "Then... fuck?"
"Fuck?" Qiu Yi smiled, and asked softly in his ear, "Don't you want to do it?"
Bian Nan paused, his body felt like it was on fire immediately, he couldn't tell whether it was excitement or excitement, but immediately after the scenes in the pornographic film came rushing towards his face, he was immediately confused again.
"Do...I..." he said with difficulty, "I...don't know."
After being silent for a few seconds, Qiu Yi smiled, let go of him, and looked at him with his hands on the wall: "Haven't you figured it out yet?"
"Probably." Bian Nan was a little downcast.
"How about some dumplings?" Qiu Yi flicked the tip of his nose, "Husband."
"Your uncle." Bian Nan glared at him, the teasing in Qiu Yi's words with a smile was so straightforward.
"You're kidding," Qiu Yi kissed the corner of his mouth, turned around and took the pot, filled it with water and put it on the stove, "Hurry up and order the dumplings, Erbao will definitely come to see them later."
"You little follower!" Bian Nan went over and counted the dumplings, "There are quite a few, did you make them last night?"
"Well," Qiu Yi nodded, "It was all prepared yesterday, otherwise there would be nothing to eat today."
"You are too virtuous." Bian Nan sighed.
"It's you who are too useless." Qiu Yi said.
"Hey," Bian Nan raised his arms to move around, leaned against the wall, looked at Qiu Yi, "Dabao."
"Huh?" Qiu Yi looked back at him.
"It's really solid to celebrate the New Year with you." Bian Nan smiled.