Qiu Yi finally couldn't bear it any longer, and exposed his fragile side to him wantonly.
Bian Nan is not a person who can suppress his emotions. Although he has been a little depressed at home since he was a child, he can basically yell and cry when he is not at home.
Qiu Yi was trembling and screaming on his shoulder, and it was the first time he felt what kind of suffocation it had to be in order to have such an outburst.
"My dad just disappeared..." Qiu Yi cried very sadly, Bian Nan couldn't hear the occasional few words, and only heard this sentence.
That's it.
Qiu Yi must have a lot of unwillingness, reluctance, a lot of regret and guilt in his heart.
"Cry, cry." Bian Nan stood up straight and patted Qiu Yi on the back.
After about ten minutes, Qiu Yi slowly let go of him, and leaned back against the wall, his eyes were red, and the tip of his nose was also red.
"Now I know the shortcoming of fair skin." Bian Nan looked at him and touched the tip of his nose, "Your red nose is too obvious."
"Once in a hundred years," Qiu Yi smiled, with a strong nasal tone in his voice, "You have to put on a protective face when you cry all the time."
"Damn." Bian Nan clicked his tongue.
"You go out to see them first, and then call the funeral company and tell them that you will be there later." Qiu Yi handed his mobile phone to Bian Nan, "I'll take my time."
"Okay." Bian Nan took the phone, scratched Qiu Yi's shoulder, turned and went out.
The two uncles, aunt and helpers have all been driven away. Qiu Yan sat quietly in the living room, and when he saw Bian Nan coming out, he asked in a low voice, "Where's my brother?"
"Rest inside for a while and then come out," Bian Nan went to hug him, "You wait for him here."
"Yeah." Qiu Yan nodded.
"I'll make a call and tell them that we won't be arriving until later." Bian Nan shook his phone.
"Okay." Qiu Yan rubbed his eyes.
Bian Nan went to the yard with his mobile phone, and the neighbors also dispersed, only Wan Fei and the two shipping people in the yard were chatting casually.
"How is it?" Wan Fei asked.
"It's okay, just take a break." Bian Nan found out the number and called the funeral company.
Not long after, Qiu Yi came out of the room with Qiu Yan, his eyes were still a little swollen, but the tip of his nose was not so red anymore, and he seemed to be in good condition.
"You guys look like gangsters," Qiu Yi glanced at the people standing in the yard. They were all wearing black coats, and the two of you were still smoking cigarettes. After what happened just now, several people's faces There was still some ruthlessness remaining, "Let's go."
The farewell meeting was held in the small hall of the crematorium. Bian Nan felt that his mood was quite stable at first, but when he went in and turned around, his nose was so sore that he couldn't open his eyes.
Qiu Yi held Qiu Yan's hand, and the two of them were relatively calm. When Qiu Yan came out, he cried, but he didn't cry out loud, and just lowered his head.
Everyone was silent, Bian Nan didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, but he thought of his father for a few minutes while waiting for the ashes, and suddenly felt that he missed him very much.
The next thing is very simple, send the ashes to the cemetery for burial.
The cemetery had a set of ceremonies for relatives, but Qiu Yi refused. Dad Qiu seemed to have said that he didn't want these, thinking it would only add grief to the living.
Bian Nan and Qiu Yi came to the cemetery once, but he didn't take a closer look at that time. Only when he came this time did he realize that the tomb of Qiu Yi's mother was a two-person tomb, and there was a place for Qiu's father next to it.
The worker in the cemetery opened the stone slab next to him, looked at Qiu Yan who was holding the ashes, and said, "Come on, youngest son, come and put it in."
Qiu Yan knelt down on the ground, carefully put the urn in, took out a photo of the two brothers from his clothes, and put it in. When he stood up, he wiped his eyes.
"This area is sunny," the worker is very talkative, and said with a smile while gently covering the stone slabs, "It's good to live here, you can enjoy the sun and look at the lake."
"Thank you." Qiu Yi also smiled.
Today, Bian Nan had the opportunity to see the photo on the tombstone of Qiu Yi's mother next to her. She is a beautiful woman with blond hair and blue eyes, and she looks very similar to Qiu Yi when she smiles.
"This is my mother." Qiu Yan pointed to the photo, raised his head and said to Bian Nan.
"Well, it's so beautiful." Bian Nan said.
"Yeah!" Qiu Yan nodded, "Much prettier than Dad."
Several people laughed.
The workers quickly sealed the slate, and Qiu Yi touched Qiu Yan's head: "Kowtow to parents."
Bian Nan and the others walked aside, and when Qiu Yi and Qiu Yan finished talking to their parents after kneeling, they went over and burned some paper money together.
"Uncle, this time we can drink and eat meat, the money is enough." Bian Nan said.
"Have you brought wine?" Qiu Yi turned his head to look at the two shipping companies.
"Bring it." The two took out two bottles of wine from a bag they were carrying, "Brother Tao said that the uncle must be an old man."
"Two bottles?" Qiu Yi smiled.
"Uncles and aunts each have a bottle, and the fighting people must be able to drink it." Wan Fei said.
"That's fine," Qiu Yi opened the bottle cap, "Actually, my mother can drink more than my father."
It was already afternoon when they came out of the cemetery, and they hadn't eaten anything all day, so Qiu Yi led them to find a hot pot restaurant to cook mutton.
Although his mood was still gray, Qiu Yi always had a smile on his face, which made Bian Nan feel reassured and uneasy. He couldn't help staring at Qiu Yi, afraid that he would collapse because of too much pain. But it is said that I have vented a lot of crying at home in the morning...
"My dad would say it every morning when he got up," Qiu Yi approached him and said softly, "Oh, it's new again today. He said it every day, even if there was no one around him."
Bian Nan was stunned, Qiu Yi smiled: "It's new again."
"Tomorrow is a new toast." Wan Fei's ears were sharp, and he raised his glass after sweeping a sentence.
"For the new one." Qiu Yi smiled and raised his cup.
"New!" Qiu Yan picked up his Coke.
Several people clinked in a circle.
Bian Nan knew that Qiu Yi was still feeling uncomfortable, and he wanted to be with him at night, but Qiu Yi refused, saying that he wanted to be alone.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Bian Nan stood at the entrance of the alley and frowned.
"Well, it's really fine," Qiu Yi smiled, "but there are a lot of things to think about later. I guess I need to change places for the make-up classes. It's close to the hospital, but a little too far away from my home. ...I want to inquire about the house and figure out what to do."
"Okay," Bian Nan nodded, "Then I'll go back, I have to wash my clothes, I haven't washed them a few times, and I almost have no clothes to change."
"Bian Nan," Qiu Yi looked at him, "I haven't contacted your father for a while, have I?"
"Well," Bian Nan touched the phone in his pocket, "I'll go back and give him a call."
"Go back and check the money again. I haven't counted the money during this time, and I haven't remembered it all here." Qiu Yi said again.
"Fuck, you use my money to keep accounts?" Bian Nan was very upset.
"I'm used to memorizing. I can memorize both yours and mine, but you are a fool and want to live on your salary? You must starve to death." Qiu Yi clicked his tongue.
"Hey, don't underestimate me, I've been living on my salary for the past few months." Bian Nan said.
"That means you don't have to pay the rent," Qiu Yi thought for a while, "Didn't Yang Xu say to lend you two months, and he hasn't come to ask for it yet?"
"I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me," Bian Nan suddenly felt that Yang Xu would kick him out and he should dance with the money in his hand, "I have to call and ask."
"I said there are many things to do," Qiu Yi smiled, "Let's deal with everything these few days."
When Bian Nan returned to Yang Xu's community, it was almost 11 o'clock, and the security guard in the lobby downstairs was dozing off with a cat in his arms.
"Hey, brother," he went over to pat the security guard, "the salary will be deducted."
The security guard just woke up, a little embarrassed: "It's you, I was shocked, I haven't seen you much for a while."
"Too busy." Bian Nan smiled and entered the elevator.
It's true that I've been too busy these days, and I'm still busy with things. Every day I go out to get off work and run to and from the hospital, my mind is empty.
It wasn't until today when he walked out of the cemetery that he suddenly felt a little emotional.
Just a few months passed.
That's it.
That's it... I will never see Papa Qiu again.
Papa Qiu was finally relieved, and now it was time to cheer up, and it was new again.
The corridor is very quiet, and the voice-activated light seems to be broken. I took out the keys while stomping my feet and coughing but couldn't turn on the lights. I felt a mess under my feet. I don't know if it was newly renovated next door.
He had no choice but to kick the things away with his feet in the dark, and poke around the keyhole with the key. When he was about to take out the phone to illuminate it, the key went in.
The moment the door was opened, Bian Nan was stunned by the light overflowing from the crack of the door.
Did you turn off the lights
Closed!
He usually doesn't turn on the light in the living room at all!
A thief
I rely on!
He pushed the door open, and when he was about to see what was going on, he saw a man standing in the living room, looking at him.
"Fuck!" Bian Nan was so frightened that he took several steps back and almost fell back into the aisle. When he saw the face of the man in the room, he was even more frightened, and his voice turned around, "Shi... Teacher , no, brother? Brother Shi?"
Shi Jiang was actually standing in the living room!
"You... Bian Nan?" Shi Jiang was obviously taken aback when he saw him, and he was stunned for a while before he put a water pipe in his hand on the table, "Why do you have the key here? I thought it was a thief .”
Seeing that water pipe, Bian Nanhan came down. If he rushed in faster, Shi Jiang might have directly opened it up.
"I... I live here." Bian Nan entered the room slowly and closed the door.
"Live here?" Shi Jiang frowned, "Who rented it to you?"
"Brother Yang, Yang Xu," Bian Nan began to feel a little uncertain, "He won't... Is this house his or yours? It can't be yours, right? He said it's his..."
"It's his," Shi Jiang looked at him, "I didn't know he rented it to you, and he didn't tell me."
"I was scared to death," Bian Nanshu let out a sigh of relief, "He didn't rent it to me, he borrowed it, I cleaned it up for him, and he let me live for two months... It's been several months and I'm just looking for him. "
"Oh," Shi Jiang looked around, "Have you cleaned up?"
"I didn't tidy it up too carefully, so I moved those boxes into the house, and then scrubbed and mopped the floor." Bian Nan scratched his hair, Shi Jiang actually had the key to this house? What are you doing here at night
"Are you always asking for leave these days?" Shi Jiang asked him suddenly.
"Ah?" Bian Nan lowered his head, "Yes, I have asked for a lot of leave. Something happened to my friend's house, and I will help others. It has already been dealt with."
"It's okay, let's work hard after joining the job." Shi Jiang took the coat that was put aside and put it on, "Gu Wei is a nice person, he has a way of teaching, and he can learn a lot from him."
"Oh," Bian Nan couldn't react to Shi Jiang's sudden change of topic to work, and when he saw Shi Jiang put on his coat and went straight to the door, he couldn't help asking, "Brother Shi, are you here?" Is something wrong?"
"No, just take a look," Shi Jiang opened the door and walked out, "You should rest early."
At the same time as the door closed, there was a messy sound outside the door, which seemed to be hitting the door on the opposite side. He hurried over to pull the door open, and saw Shi Jiang staggered by a pile of debris and hit the corridor wall .
"The light is out," Bian Nan held back a smile and opened the door, "I'll give you some light."
Shi Jiang kicked away the things under his feet in some embarrassment, and pressed the elevator button: "Okay, close the door."
After hearing the ding of the elevator, Bian Nan took out his mobile phone and dialed Yang Xu's number.
"Student, did you finally remember that you still occupy my house?" Yang Xu's lazy voice came over.
"Damn it, why didn't you tell me that Shi Jiang has the key to this house! The person who opened the door carried a water pipe and stood in the living room!" Bian Nan shouted under his breath, "I'm scared to death!"
"Huh?" Yang Xu was stunned, "Has he passed?"
"Yeah, I saw him as soon as I opened the door, what's going on with you two!" Bian Nan was embarrassed when he thought of the scene just now.
"Who knew he would come over at this time," Yang Xu clicked his tongue, "And you said that you will only stay for two months, I thought it would be impossible."
"I'll move in a few days," Bian Nan sat on the bed, "I'll be scared to death when he comes again, no, at least I'll be embarrassed to death..."
"Find a place to live?" Yang Xu laughed, "Still staying at your little boyfriend's house?"
"Apply for a dormitory with Zhan Fei," Bian Nan said, or live in Qiu Yi's house? No, he panicked when he thought of what Papa Qiu had said to him. In the end, he didn't understand Papa Qiu's attitude. house."
"How about renting a house with your little salary?" Yang Xu said.
"I've officially joined the job, and it's several thousand including the commission." Bian Nan was quite unconvinced, "Is there a thousand monthly turnover at your place, Boss?"
Yang Xu laughed for a long time before saying: "Okay, if you find a place to live, just send me the key."
"Okay." Bian Nan hung up the phone.
Sitting by the bed in a daze for a while, he came to a conclusion that the relationship between Yang Xu and Shi Jiang was definitely not simple.
It just looks weird and I can't figure out what's going on.
He originally wanted to talk to Qiu Yi about this, but thinking about Qiu Yi's current mood, he just sent a text message to Qiu Yi, saying that he was home and ready to sleep.
Go to sleep, it's been too hard. Qiu Yi quickly replied to him.
It's not hard at all, it should be, please call me Red Scarf.
Red scarf, thanks to you.
Bian Nan looked at the text message, sat by the bed and enjoyed himself for a long time.
It's a bit late to call my dad now. In order to keep in good health, my dad usually goes to bed before 11 o'clock when he doesn't socialize.
He thought for a while, and then sent a text message to Bian Hao, how is dad these days? I want to give him a call tomorrow.
Bian Hao's text messages were also answered very quickly, but only two words.
let's hit.
Although the reply was very simple, Bian Nan breathed a sigh of relief, which at least showed that his father was fine, and his anger towards him should have subsided a bit.
Bian Nan threw the phone aside and lay down on the bed with his eyes closed. He didn't want to take a bath or wash up anymore, as if he had woken up from the exhaustion he had experienced for a while, and he just wanted to sleep right away.
When the phone's alarm rang for the first time in the morning, Bian Nan reluctantly opened his eyes, and found that his sleeping position last night had remained unchanged.
There was still enough time, he got up and took a shower, took out the last set of clean clothes and changed into them, threw a few clothes that he had saved these days into the washing machine, and went out.
Qiu Yi also got up quite early, and Bian Nan called him when he was eating breakfast, and he was ready to go out to the apartment where he made up lessons.
"To make up lessons?" Bian Nan asked.
"I don't make up for it today, tell the landlord that I won't rent it next month, and then run around to see if there is a suitable house," Qiu Yi said, "How did you sleep?"
"It's pretty good. It will be dawn without changing your posture when you fall down." Bian Nan said, and asked a little worriedly, "Is Er Bao okay?"
"Well, it's okay. I cried for a while last night. I woke up in the morning and went to school." Qiu Yi smiled.
"I found that Er Bao is really... strong." Bian Nan sighed.
"My brother." Qiu Yi said.
"Come on, it's not good for him to be like you," Bian Nan frowned, "I was always worried that you would suddenly collapse with a bang."
"No," Qiu Yi said with a smile, "I know."
"Hey! That's all! Don't say any more, you have a number, you have a number, what do you have?" Bian Nan frowned, then paused, "Da Bao."
"Huh?" Qiu Yi responded.
"Don't be like this in the future, look, you can learn from me in this regard," Bian Nan said, "Don't hold back when something happens, you should cry, you should be angry."
"... Got it," Qiu Yi said, "I'll learn from you."
When he arrived at Zhanfei in the morning, Shi Jiang was walking around the courts.
When Bian Nan saw him, he immediately recalled the appearance of him standing in the living room with a water pipe last night, and the appearance of almost falling when he went out. The feeling of embarrassment and wanting to laugh alternately, when Shi Jiang looked over here Nan didn't know what expression to put on his face.
Seeing that he had no special reaction, Shi Jiang glanced at him and walked away, just like usual.
The young girl students in Bian Nan's charge are progressing quite quickly. Although they are still a bit ostentatious, they all look like regular players in terms of posture, but the balls they hit are still soft.
"Just your ball," Bian Nan stood on the field and sighed, looking at the girl named Li Huanhuan opposite, "I can catch it with a badminton racket."
"Roar!" Li Huanhuan yelled, and swung his hands fiercely.
"Oh, that's right," Bian Nan gave him a thumbs up, and returned the ball she hit, "That's it."
He didn't use much force to return the ball, and the angle was not tricky, but Li Huanhuan still didn't catch it.
"Shuai Bian," she panted with her hands on her hips, "I've used up all my strength to eat snacks for this ball, I want to rest."
"Then let's take a five-minute break," Bian Nan said, "Can you call me another name?"
"Bian Xiaohei." Li Huanhuan said.
"Li Erhuan." Bian Nan said.
"Ask me to complain again!" Li Huanhuan glared at him.
"Is there no place to complain for bullying me?" Bian Nan laughed.
The little girls went to chat and rest, Bian Nan sat on the chair and took out his mobile phone to check the time. Dad should be fine at the moment.
He dialed his dad's number.
There was a dial tone on the phone, and he suddenly had mixed feelings, a little nervous, a little scared, but also anticipation and guilt.
After ringing for a long time, the phone was connected, and Dad's familiar voice came from over there: "Hello."
"Dad." Bian Nan called out, and then he was speechless, and didn't know what to say. He regretted that he didn't rehearse and think about his lines before calling.
Dad didn't speak, and waited for a while before speaking: "Why don't you speak?"
"What... what did I say?" Bian Nan said after a long time.
Dad snorted: "Did I think of your father when I ran out of money?"
"No," Bian Nan bit his lips, "Dad, I want... I want... I want to go back and see you."