Bamboo horse and bamboo horse grow up together

"It's okay, I won't go through the trial, and there are only a few people who saw it. I asked them to put mosaics on my eyes." Yu Wenyi pinched Yang Fan's face at the door, turned and closed the door and said, "Don't tell me, this The group of kids really have two talents, they just graduated, and the questions they asked were not bad, knowing my identity, knowing that it won’t be broadcast, it didn’t matter, so they continued to shoot.”

"What are you promising?"

"It's not easy. I just became a reporter at the time, and it was quite difficult when I thought about it. If you can, help them and give them some confidence."

One night, Yu Wen received the video taken a few days ago, and sat in front of the computer with Yang Fan to watch it. The camera followed Yu Wen into the living room, and Yu Wen introduced his work, income, and where he had been.

"Is this the house you bought yourself?"

"No, I bought it with my other half, and I'm still paying off the mortgage."

"What about the other half?"

"Not at home."

Yang Fan looked at the computer and clicked his tongue, "I'm not at home, I'm a ghost."

"Let's watch, why are you angry?" Yu Wen put his arms around Yang Fan's neck and pressed the play button.

Looking at the camera, Yu Wen said sincerely and mischievously, "It's a little boy."

The shaking camera was still for five or six seconds, giving everyone some buffer time.Yu Wen led them into the study room and talked about how he was a reporter in the field. Yu Wen pointed to the photo and recalled his youthful years.

The host asked Yu Wen and Yang Fan's story, whether he had encountered discrimination and pressure from society, Yu Wen sat on the sofa and shook his head, "We are relatively free, and we can be together without telling anyone."

"What about my friend?"

"All the friends left now know us, and they are all grown-ups. Even if they just found out, they won't be surprised."

"What about my lover?"

"Not bad, great relationship." Yu Wen raised his eyebrows triumphantly, and the corners of his eyes couldn't hold back his smile.

Yang Fan covered his eyes and said, "Oh, I can't tell."

Yu Wen turned off the video, looked at Yang Fan, pouted, picked up a leaf on the coffee table, and cleared his throat, "I also want to make a small documentary or write something. Many people have been involved, and a lot of manuscripts have been sorted out, and it is not good to keep dust."

Yu Wen has never used a pen to record others, himself, and everything around him.Yu Wen recalled the fear and anxiety when he first knew his identity when he was a child, he was cramped and flustered due to lack of physiological knowledge, and he was unable to identify himself after entering the society, unable to protect his lover and his own weakness.

Yu Wen wanted to write something, to tell people who were as confused as he was once, not to be entangled in their own circumstances, and to accept themselves peacefully. Yu Wen wanted to use the power of words to soothe their turbulent hearts and fall in love with the sunny and calm beautiful days.

The wind in late summer is still a bit cool, and the moon is surprisingly big.Yu Wen raised his head to look at the night sky through the branches in front of the window. The dark branches were like holes in the sky, and the moon shone through the holes.Yu Wen wanted to write something, and walked out of the bedroom with the computer in his arms.

Sitting at the table, Yu Wen seriously recalled the years with Yang Fan, the years of hiding but sweetly.

"What are you writing, what's the name of the book?" Yang Fan concentrated on stopping lying on the ground to study the model he had just built.

"I haven't decided what to write, but I have already thought about the title of the book, "He and Him."

The uninserted mold in Yang Fan's hand fell off, and Yang Fan didn't care to pick it up, so he walked to Yu Wen's desk. Yang Fan knew what Yu Wen was going to write, so he joked, "I'll pay the money, and I have to print the money if I pay it. When the time comes, you go in, and I will deliver food to you unshakably."

"Okay, then I will start reporting the names of the dishes."

Yu Wen wrote in the preface of the book:

What should I call you, comrade or friend, but no matter what, it doesn't affect who you are or who I am.

First, we are individuals, and then we have these social labels.Although I often doubted this before the age of 30, when I knew that I liked boys, I was always uncertain about my gender. Fortunately, I am finally sure now. I am almost forty. In order to find this The answer to the question took me 20 years. Today, I will tell you the correct answer. You don't have to spend time exploring meaningless things anymore.

I am a lucky person and an unlucky person, but luck is greater than misfortune after all.God treated me very well, allowing me to meet a lifelong friend at the age of nine, perhaps to make up for my miserable childhood, and it allowed me to meet the person I love the most in my life at the age of 16, even luckier, this Both identities are brought together in the same person, so that I don't have to search hard on the road of life.

I knew my orientation at the age of 16, and my lover was earlier than me. I knew it at the age of 14. From the moment our eyes met, love sprouted, but what followed was not happiness and joy. , joyful and beautiful, without any experience, without any advice, we are 16 years old, we are deeply panicked every day, plunged into deep self-doubt, fear of exposing ourselves to the public, we live Be careful, like walking on thin ice.

Those were our best years. Fortunately, we tasted the forbidden fruit earlier than most people, felt the beauty of love, and supported us all the way to this day. Looking back on the past, we are full of regrets. Seeing that 16 Year-old sneaked into the Internet cafe, and searched the corners for men like men. I was so regretful that I wished I could go back in time and walked to my side at that time, stroking his head, and strolling with him. Under the sun, she told him in a firm but gentle tone: It's okay, it's normal.Then I sat on the bench and slowly told him my 40 years of life experience, so that he would no longer be intimidated and frightened.

I remember that we at that time kept observing how boys get along with boys during the day, whether they would be laughed at if they hugged each other, we kept observing and gained experience, but we always dared not use the experience in our own On the body, the sun is beautiful and the sun is very good, but we only dare to hug each other at night when no one is around.As young people, we enjoy our youth, but we also desire to grow old instantly. When we grow old, we can live together justifiably. I don’t know what kind of ghost logic this is, but it has been floating in our minds.

Now, youth is gone, but we are more and more like children, trying to make up for the regrets of youth, putting hands together from time to time on the road, trying to tell others about our identity, and then watching their surprised reactions with anticipation, Old and old, but more and more skinny.

It's a pity that time cannot be turned back, and we can't travel through it. We can't tell the experience of the past 20 years to ourselves who were confused at that time. This era is developing rapidly and society is becoming more and more tolerant. Whether it is still applicable to boys, but I still want to write it down, even if a boy sees these contents and applies them to life, I will be proud.

In this society, we continue to expand and accept the definition of normal. I just came into contact with Two-dimensional a few days ago, and I went to watch an e-sports competition. A few days ago, a man bought a robot doll as his wife, which caused Hot discussion, the difference is that this time, there was no extreme crusade, everyone expressed their opinions equally, and felt that it didn't matter.You see, this is the characteristic of our age, everything is on the way to be accepted and recognized.

In the past 30 years, he and I have encountered many things, extreme, narrow, closed, defined us as social garbage for no reason, and encountered tolerance, equality, understanding and love, no matter what we encounter , He and I firmly believe that this is the best arrangement of fate for us.

Love and joy, we all have it, hope you too, bless you.

Life has stabilized, and friends who can't accept Yu Wen and Yang Fan's identity are gradually no longer in touch, but there are still a group of friends who go out with him and often hang out with him.

Yu Wen works hard and goes home to write books with peace of mind. Yang Fan is doing housework and teasing Yu Wen, a writer and writer, just sits at home every day.

Surrounded by the trivial things of life, they are so broken that they can’t be broken, and they are integrated into the bits and pieces of life. Yu Wen sat in front of the computer for a long time, and let Yang Fan step on his back on the sofa, reminding Yu Wen to bring an umbrella when it rains.After Yang Fan received the script, Yu Wen searched for information and did homework with Yang Fan, discussed the character image seriously with Yang Fan, began to study fitness meals, and helped Yang Fan shape his body.

The two went on a trip together to find delicious food. Yang Fan took Yu Wen to practice his photography skills.When scratching the palm of the hand, it will not arouse the blood all over the body like when I was young. What I feel is just the little fun and warmth of life.

It's not that there are no fights, and I often argue at home and start fighting, angrily hugging the quilt and sleeping on the sofa, and when I turn around and start to reason and figure out whose fault it is, I start fighting again without admitting my mistakes If you don't quarrel a few times and add some adjuvant to the ordinary life, then there is really nothing to do. Yang Fan even found a notebook to write down the mood during the quarrel, and used it when trying to act.

On a sunny day, Yang Fan rode an electric donkey to buy saplings, came back and ate ice cream by the kitchen door, smiling and looking at the dishes in the pot, "The food you cook is getting more and more delicious recently, I just entered the gate of the community Just smell it."

"Blow you."

"Really, is it garlic eggplant?"

"Get out, it was obviously made by you yesterday when you said you wanted to eat it, it's up to you to guess."

Yang Fan smiled and took out his mobile phone to sit on the sofa to play, jumped up suddenly, and jumped to the kitchen door: "Yu Wen, Yu Wen, I can unlock your phone, it was recognized by facial recognition."

Yu Wen came out with a spatula, his phone was still on the interface where he was playing the game just now, Yu Wen was stunned, turned off the screen and asked Yang Fan to turn it on again, and turned it on again, Yang Fan was bouncing around with the phone.

Yu Wen also froze, took the spatula to the bathroom to look in the mirror, Yang Fan stood behind, also froze.

They are becoming more and more alike, with round eyes, high nose bridge, slightly wide mouth corners, and the most obvious face shape, they are almost rubbed out according to the same mold.I usually meet each other often, and I have never observed each other in such a detailed way, but now I have a sudden look, it is really incredible.Yang Fan touched his face, and asked in a daze: "Am I more like you, or are you more like me, am I still handsome?"

Yu Wen turned his face and glared at Yang Fan, deliberately provoking Yang Fan, and said, "By the way, do you remember? Once last year, when I came back from get off work, my neighbor greeted me and asked me that I was back from filming?"

Hearing Yu Wen's words, Yang Fan turned his head to the mirror, rubbed his face, and looked at it for a long time. This was still a familiar face. Looking at Yu Wen, he was also a familiar Yu Wen. Why did he look so similar? .

Yu Wen took out his mobile phone Baidu, and read it in the voice of the broadcast: long-term life, subtle changes, because when we are together, we laugh together, get angry together, feel sad together, experience common things together, and produce common emotions together, and then, the facial expressions also change. will become similar.In addition, due to living in the same living environment for a long time, the microbial environment in the body will become more and more similar through sexual exchange, and the intestinal flora tends to be consistent, which will also cause the appearance of husband and wife.

No wonder the longer they are, the more they resemble each other. They are still the same as before, but when they are compared together, there is always an indescribable similarity.

It is rare for Yang Fan to stretch out his fingers seriously, counting slowly from the age of seven, seven years old, eight years old, nine years old, ten years old, 11 years old, 12 years old...

27 years, soon to be 28 years.

Yu Wen was also incredulous, as if he had only known each other not long ago, yet 28 years had passed all of a sudden.Although it's not the New Year's Eve, Yang Fan happily cleaned the wine glass, gave Yu Wen a look with his eyes, clinked glasses tacitly, and smacked the wine in his mouth. The aged wine passed through his throat, making his cheeks red.

Just after lunch, there was a sudden thunderstorm, and the heavy rain turned the yard into an abstract painting. Yang Fan looked at the messy weeds in the yard, and dug a big hole. Yu Wen supported the cherry tree, listening to Yang Fan's non-stop speak.

"Haha, did you see that, God knows I want to plant cherry trees and eat cherries, so it rains and helps me."

"It blooms in three years and bears fruit in five years, you know?"

"It's okay, I have plenty of time, I'll just sit here and wait, and when the flowers turn around, I invite you to eat." Yang Fan patted Yu Wen's head, picked up the hoe and entered the house.

"Hmph~." Yu Wen scooped up water and slowly watered the seedlings.

As compensation for the violent storm just now, the rainbow hung in the sky for a long time full of guilt, the sun fell in the yard, everything was so bright, Yu Wen Yang Fan went into the house and missed the beautiful scenery outside the window, but it didn't matter, after all, every day All good days.

---------2019.05.06

【Wish you all meet true love, be firmly chosen by others, and be full of happiness. 】

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