Mr. Orange

"Dad, let's go buy oranges."

The tall and handsome man leaned over, picked up the well-behaved and beautiful child, and let him sit on his shoulders: "Let's go, buy oranges for us Ah Qing~"

"Drive~" followed by a series of laughter, Xiao Nie Xiqing smiled until her eyes narrowed into happy slits.

"Ah Qing, you are naughty again." Lin Qiwu's voice said, "Come down quickly, don't lean on your father's shoulders."

"Dad, I want both."

"There is another one over there, do you want it?"

Little Nie Xiqing looked in the direction Nie Changning was pointing at, and curled her lips: "But it looks so ugly."

Nie Changning picked a few ugly oranges, settled the bill, took his son home, peeled an ugly orange and fed it to his son: "Although it looks ugly, it is very sweet. It is either ugly or not. Well, what looks good is good."

"Oh..." Xiao Nie Xiqing absent-mindedly replied, her small mouth pursed, and her eyes suddenly lit up, "It's really sweet!"

"Hey, classmate Nie Xiqing, I have to interview you. What do you think of your handwriting?" Nie Changning, who was squatting, took a cone, pretending to be a microphone, and stuck it in front of his son's small mouth.

The five or six-year-old child pouted depressedly, ignored the delicious food in front of him, and frowned in distress and embarrassment: "I... I'm going to practice calligraphy..."

Nie Changning smiled and said, "I'll give you a cone, and a copybook as a gift. How about practicing after eating?"

Little Nie Xiqing resisted the temptation of food, bypassed the cone, and looked at the copybook on the side: "The words on the copybook are not as good-looking as Dad's."

Nie Changning couldn't help laughing: "Okay, son, give me some time."

Ten days later, several copybooks using Nie Changning's handwritten script as templates were handed over to little Nie Xiqing. On the cover was written "Nie Changning and Nie Xiqing father and son special practice copybook".

"How about these copybooks?" Nie Changning asked.

Little Nie Xiqing looked at it, both happy and as if suddenly aware of something, he raised his head and opened his eyes wide: "Dad, did you stay up late at night to write these?"

Indeed it is.

Nie Changning reached out, trying to pull his son's long eyelashes: "Father is an adult, and adults don't need to sleep too much."

As soon as he finished speaking, his son hugged his thigh: "Dad, you are so kind."

"Father, tell me, will my handwriting look better than yours in the future?"

"Yes, but only if you practice seriously now."

"I will definitely grow taller than you! Then I will call you a little dwarf, huh!"

Nie Changning marked his son's height on the wall, and smiled: "I'm suddenly a little scared, grow up quickly."

"Dad, when I grow up, I will wrestle with you!"

Nie Changning: "You can pull it now."

Little Nie Xiqing: "I don't want you to let me win like that without a sense of accomplishment."

Nie Changning: "Then I won't let you."

Little Nie Xiqing pursed her lips: "You...you bully children."

Next to him, Lin Qiwu brought a plate of cut fruits and said with a smile, "Father and son over there, come and eat some fruits."

"Good mother."

"Good wife."

It was midnight when Nie Xiqing woke up.

This dream was very clear, pulling out many things that I hadn't remembered for a long time, so that for a moment, Nie Xiqing couldn't distinguish reality from dreams.

Gu Fei also noticed that Nie Xiqing woke up, and asked, "Brother Nie, do you want some water?"

"Ah."

Gu Fei also poured a glass of water, watching Nie Xiqing pour it down: "Go to sleep."

Nie Xiqing hugged Gu Feiye: "You haven't slept well recently."

"No, go to sleep."

"Ah."

The Nie family held two funerals in a row. The first was for Nie Wenqian a month and a half ago, and the second was for Lin Qiwu half a month ago.

After Nie Wenqian's death, Lin Qiwu didn't have any communication with Nie Xiqing about the previous incident. She solved some of the things that should be solved, then waved her sleeves and committed suicide.

Nie Xiqing was the first to discover Lin Qiwu's suicide.

This woman was not only ruthless to her son, but even more ruthless to herself. Although she was not dead when Nie Xiqing found out, she was too seriously injured to save her life in time.

In this way, Lin Qiwu ended the second half of her life full of hatred.

Lin Qiwu left a very short letter and an old photo.

There are nine words in the letter: Bury me and Changning together.

The photo is a photo of her marriage certificate with Nie Changning many years ago.

Nie Xiqing described it this way before, the relationship between their mother and son has become so rigid that it can't be any more rigid, the kind that they don't shed a tear when they appear at each other's funerals.

But there is no face in life. At Lin Qiwu's funeral, Nie Xiqing and the woman in the black and white photo looked at each other, and he was caught off guard by the eyes in the photo, and then he couldn't stand up.

Until Lin Qiwu also fell into the ground, Nie Xiqing still couldn't find the sense of reality, as if she was stepping on a cloud.

He stopped all work and got seriously ill.

It's really nothing.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are perfectly normal, right?

But there are always regrets that cannot be made up, and there are always questions, and if I want to ask again, those who can answer have already left.

What do you think of me?

Are you still unable to let go that I am the son of that person?

You brought me into this world, why are you denying my existence for the rest of your life?

Before you leave, really, you don't want to leave me a word?

From now on, we will be mother and son. If you want to improve the relationship, I can do it.

But why would you rather go than survive?

Nie Xiqing couldn't figure it out.

If you can’t figure it out, take the time to think about it.

Gu Fei also stopped all the work in hand, waited for Nie Xiqing to recover, and took Nie Xiqing to fly around.

High mountains, rivers and seas, all over the world.

Go where you can relax, go where there is happiness, go where there is peace, and let it fly completely and happily.

Sometimes the mind is stuck in a corner and cannot get out. If you change the environment and see mountains and rivers, you may be able to think more.

Gu Fei also understood one thing during this period of time. The plot of writing a book that Nie Xiqing mentioned earlier - where is writing a book, is clearly a choice he himself faces.

He was a little scared, but also a little lucky.

No matter what, even though so many things happened before, at least Nie Xiqing is still by his side now.

On the yacht, in the middle of the sea.

The sea breeze was blowing, mixed with the sound of churning waves.

Gu Fei also turned his head, and Nie Xiqing saw his movement from the corner of his eye, so she also turned her head and smiled at him.

"Brother Nie, you..." Gu Fei also felt a little sad suddenly, he really didn't want to see Nie Xiqing holding back everything, right now, he would rather see Nie Xiqing cry than see him smile.

Why force a smile?

It's actually pretty miserable, right?

Although Nie Xiqing didn't say anything, Gu Fei also learned everything from Ding Yizhang.

It would be a lie to say that he doesn't feel sorry for him, but Gu Fei felt so distressed that he was about to explode, wishing he could cry for his brother Nie for three days and three nights.

"Don't do this, I think you are forcing a smile."

Nie Xiqing shook her head: "Really not."

"You figured it out?"

"nor."

Gu Fei didn't speak either, he knew that Nie Xiqing was organizing his speech, so he didn't make a sound to disturb her.

"I can figure it out or not, there is no clear boundary." Nie Xiqing said, "Feifei, without you, I might never be able to figure it out."

Gu Fei also looked at him without blinking.

"But with you, it doesn't matter if I can't figure out some things. In this life, everything can't be smooth and happy. As long as you are by my side, I can look at you, and I know in my heart which way to go in the future."

Gu Fei's nose was also a little stuffed, the corners of his eyes were a little hot, but the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily: "Yeah."

He understands this feeling very well, because he is the same, as long as Nie Xiqing is by his side, he will always know the direction and the way home.

Gu Fei also looked into the distance, the colors of the sea and the sky meet, and the roar of the wind and waves in his ears is getting louder, like a cry of freedom.

"Ah!" Gu Fei also dragged out his voice, shouting at a decibel that he never dared to use in the city.

Nie Xiqing glanced at him, and then shouted as if venting: "Ah——"

"Hahaha, come again! Ah——!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

wind.

Sound of the waves.

Shouts.

laughter.

It is not required to see through everything, nor to force life to be complete.

I don't want to mention the haze of the past, because there are still thousands of days and nights in the future.