light summer breeze

Su Qiaofei clicked his tongue: "How old am I? Do you want to see me?"

"I don't know who it is? They are so married that they have lost the groom? You're still crying and asking me to come back." Su Qiaoan hissed and laughed.

"I didn't cry." Su Qiaofei retorted, but felt that this was not enough momentum, so she said again, "I'm your brother. Treat me better. Do you hear me?"

"I heard—" Su Qiaoan raised her voice, "I hung up."

"Don't hang up, don't hang up." Su Qiaofei said hurriedly.

"What's the matter? Can't bear to part with me?" Su Qiaoan smiled, not looking angry at all.

"Well. Let me ask you." Su Qiaofei hesitated for a while and said.

"Ah."

"Are you going... When will you tell your parents that you like men too?" Su Qiaofei said.

"I'm not going to tell them." Su Qiaoan answered quickly, without hesitation at all, calmly and quickly as if solving a math problem.

"what?"

"Brother, don't worry about it." Su Qiaoan said, "Of course I will marry a cute girl and have children, and then grow old. You can live your life with peace of mind."

"What?" Su Qiaofei was a little confused, "You obviously..."

"The Su family only has two children. It's impossible not to keep the children. Otherwise, the parents will go crazy." Su Qiaoan sighed, and said softly, "Brother—don't worry about it. Just take care of yourself."

"No!" Su Qiaofei anxiously wanted to say something, but found that Su Qiaoan had already hung up.

And Su Qiaoan at the airport glanced out along the skylight and saw the white clouds, so he couldn't help but sighed again.

It seems that many years ago, or this, he also almost eloped with someone.However, that was really many years ago.That person... must have been married.

"An'an, your brother jumped off the building!"

"An'an, Auntie dare not force your brother anymore!"

"An'an, auntie, please, just, just marry a girl and have a baby, okay?"

"An'an, let's go! Let's go abroad and get married immediately!"

"An'an, Dad..."

"who are you?"

"You are my brother..."

"Brother, as long as you are well..." Su Qiaoan laughed, and then heard the female voice at the airport start to announce the flight.

"Passengers flying to Singapore, check-in for your flight ck12 has already started..."

"The flight cp23 from Germany to China has arrived, on time..."

Su Qiaoan looked at the crowd and walked towards the ticket gate without looking back.

At the same time, someone was coming out of the window with luggage.

"An Zhu! Welcome back!"

The insignificant voice gradually drowned out in the crowd.

"You are finally willing to go back to your country!"

"Ah."

"It's been years. Are you still there?"

"I'm not...do I still have some expectations?"

"What about now? Your elder brother is in a hurry."

"I have no expectations. Go back to China, get married, and have children."

Su Qiaofei often has a dream.

In this dream, his vision was pitch black, and beneath his feet was an abyss.

He was very afraid of falling, because he knew that if he fell, he would be smashed to pieces.

But he didn't dare to go down because he didn't know what was waiting for him below.

No—perhaps, he knew.

However, he forgot.