middle aged

Mo Pingfan was ill for a long time, after meeting Qi Yunze that time.He seemed to be attracted by a virus, first he caught a cold, had a runny nose, then coughed, his throat was so swollen that he couldn't speak, and then he had a fever.The temperature was not high, but the continuous low-grade fever made him suffer for a long time.Han Yue's little fan sister took him to see a doctor, hung water to prescribe medicine, and often brought over cooked porridge.At least it didn't make Mo Fanfan's condition worse.In mid-November, the cold virus that had plagued him for a long time finally gave up resistance, obediently letting his immune cells clean up.

City Z has entered late autumn, watching the maple leaves on the campus slowly turn red, the weather is getting colder a little bit, and this small town will start heating in a few days, time flies so fast, this blink of an eye , almost three months will pass.

Mo Pingfan looked at his phone, and the Taobao store where he had bought warm babies sent a text message to remind him that the cold wave is coming, so keep warm. Mo Pingfan stretched out his finger, clicked on the text message, and then quickly pressed the delete button.

After that meeting, Qi Yunze never contacted him again.

Yunze doesn't like to post on Moments very much, one post a week is pretty good, and most of them are posted on Qi Beibei's cute little baby.Coupled with words like Xiaobei and Mengbao, it is full of warmth.Opening WeChat, Mo Pingfan refreshed his circle of friends. It was a weekend, and Qi Yunze sent a small video of Qi Beibei building blocks in the parent-child class.In the video, Qi Beibei holds a triangular building block tightly with his chubby little hands, and carefully places it on the top of a small house that is about to be built. What is it?" "Elsa's castle." The little girl looked at her masterpiece with a look of pride in her childish voice.The ten-second short video made Mo Pingfan's heart ache.

Going back to the contact list and finding the person at the top, Mo Fanfan hesitated for a moment, but still clicked on the voice call invitation.

"Hello... Xiaofan?"

"Well...it's me, Senior Brother Matsumoto."

"What's the matter, have you been feeling better recently?"

"It's completely healed...Senior brother, he's posting about his daughter again in his circle of friends."

"...You, why bother? Block his circle of friends."

"I think so too, but I still can't do it."

"He is already married and has a child. Think about it, Xiaofan. No matter how much you like him, he has already become the father of the family. If you keep entangled in not giving up, who is the one who gets hurt in the end?! It's not just you alone?"

"I understand the truth,... but I can't control my heart."

"Xiaofan, in this world, there is no one who can't live without him. Since he is living happily now, then you can too. I don't believe there are so many men in this world, so you have to hold on to Qi Yunze." ?!"

"..."

"Xiaofan, I have something to do next week. I want to go back to China from Japan. I will go to Hangzhou. It is not too far from your place. I will go to see you. If you need anything, send me a WeChat message, and I will bring it to you together." go back."

"You want to come to China? Why so suddenly?"

"It's an experimental project. Originally, the teacher only wanted me to give me remote guidance, but seeing you like this, I might as well go back to China to see this project, and more importantly, I have to see you!"

Matsumoto is a man of hard work. Since it is said, soon, on the third weekend of November, Matsumoto appeared in front of Mo Pingfan.

"Look at you, you are so much thinner than when you were in Japan? How did you promise the teacher before you returned to China? You forgot all about it?!"

"I haven't lost any weight..."

"Stubborn!"

The person in front of him is Matsumoto Hui. He was Mo Pingfan's senior brother when he was a graduate student. Matsumoto Hui, who is almost 40 years old now, can't find a trace of time on his face. There would be an extra trace of expression, if it weren't for the upturned peach blossom eyes, the white skin like snow and the appearance of the sword eyebrows and high nose, it would be too handsome, probably there would be no grass around him, how could he attract people from the school? The little girl in her twenties looked back frequently.Xu is the reason why he grew up in Japan, and his demeanor also has the coolness and reservedness of the Japanese style.But the irony is that such a standard Japanese handsome body has no genes of the Yamato nation in his blood. When he was young, he had no father or mother, and was adopted to Japan, and the surname Matsumoto followed. His adoptive father in Japan. When he was in Japan, Mo Pingfan was the most feared person in the research group. When he first entered the laboratory, because he was not familiar with the experiments, Mo Pingfan was often reprimanded by this serious senior brother.But Mo Pingfan still likes to cling to him on weekdays. After all, the students studying in this laboratory, except for those who occasionally come to communicate, are the only two who have pure Chinese blood in their bones.

This time when Mo Fanfan returned to China, there were 1 disagreements in Matsumoto's heart. He was outside the bureau and could see more clearly. Most of the people of Mo Fanfan's age in China are married and have children, even if they are not married, In China, a small third-tier city has a population of several million people. Where can he find it?Take a step back and let him find someone. If you are single and unmarried, then you are sure that this person still remembers you?Are you willing to break through the secular cage and come together with you?Not to mention such a small city, even in places like Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou, two men who openly came out of the closet could not do without pointing fingers!At that time, spitting stars alone could drown the two of them alive, not to mention, the most unbearable thing for Mo Pingfan was other people's gossip.

However, although he opposed his return to China, Matsumoto couldn't stop him. Mo Pingfan looked quiet and introverted, but he was extremely stubborn in his heart. It is estimated that ten cows could hardly pull back what he was looking for.This personality of not hitting the south wall and not giving up, and not crying when seeing the coffin also makes Matsumoto helpless.

Now, looking at Mo Pingfan with a haggard face, Matsumoto wanted to open his mouth to reproach him, but looking at his pitiful eyes like a stray dog, he still didn't say what he said.

"Senior brother..." At the door of Z University's teacher's apartment, Mo Pingfan, who hadn't seen Matsumoto for a long time, seemed a little weak after experiencing emotional quenching.

"Okay, go upstairs quickly. In such a cold day, your illness is just right. Don't blow the wind in the corridor."

"The house is not big, but fortunately it's warm enough." After entering the house, the newly heated room looked extraordinarily warm. Matsumoto changed his shoes and walked around the house, and finally said a comment: "The house is okay". Pingfan covered his mouth and smiled, this sentence was a rare compliment for his perfectionist senior brother.

"Senior brother, Dean Zhang has already arranged things very well. When we came, the house was cleaned, and the sheets and quilts were all newly bought."

"He should. He came to exchange back then. If you hadn't helped him in the last year, how could his project have been completed?"

"It happened a few years ago." Handing Matsumoto a cup of coffee, Mo Fanfan sat on the separate small sofa next to the coffee table.

"Let me tell Lao Zhang, why don't you go back to Japan with me, because you signed that agreement and you sold yourself to him for two years?"

"Brother, I don't want to go."

"What else do you want to do if you don't leave? Qi Yunze is married and has two children? Even if you run over to confess your love to him now, do you think he can abandon his wife and children for you?"

"Brother Matsumoto... I understand the truth, but since I'm here, you let me stay in City Z for two years. No matter what happens in these two years, I will admit it."

"You..." Matsumoto Hui was helpless. He had already experienced Mo Fanfan's stubbornness. When doing a project, no matter how complicated or difficult the experiment is, as long as it can help him solve the problem, he will continue to do it step by step. .When writing an article, he will answer the questions raised by the reviewers in detail, no matter how sharp or biased they are, and then communicate with the reviewers by email repeatedly.Emotionally, he is the same.Obviously the road was blocked, but he still wanted to continue looking at the wall in front of him, foolishly, dreaming of a certain possibility in the past.

"If you want to stay here, I can't do anything to you, and the teacher didn't say much, so I won't say much." Matsumoto gulped down the remaining coffee in the cup, "But you have to promise me , take good care of yourself here, don't keep finding trouble for yourself, and keep a distance from that surnamed Qi. Do you understand?"

"Okay, I know, I promise, after two years, I will definitely return to Japan!" Mo Fanfan stuck out his tongue and pointed to the ceiling lamp in the living room: "I swear to the lamp."

"Just talk poorly in front of me."

During the few days when Matsumoto was here, Mo Fanfan’s life was at least not so deserted. He gave Matsumoto a library card during class and asked him to go to the library to pass the time, and took him to Z City when class was over. Wandering around, but Z City is still too small, there are not many interesting places, and the weather is turning cold, and Matsumoto, who has always had bad knees, is reluctant to go out. He would rather take the bus to the nearest farmer’s market every day to buy some fresh vegetables And meat, cook in the small apartment and wait for Mo Pingfan to finish class.

With Matsumoto's company in the small apartment of dozens of square meters, Mo Fanfan obviously gained weight these few days, his spirit was much better than before, and he seemed to be more energetic. So, when When Matsumoto wanted to return to China, he was 1 reluctant from the bottom of his heart.

"You've only been here for a week and you're leaving, can't you stay for a few more days?"

"Are you acting like a baby with the teacher and asked the teacher to give me a few more days off?"

"...Forget it, you'd better go."

"Go back, I won't let you take it off, it's cold, the taxi will go directly to the airport, and I will call you when I arrive in Japan."

When they went downstairs, Matsumoto insisted not to let Mo Fanfan go to the airport with him, and stopped him outside the taxi.

"Xiaofan, take good care of yourself. It's better to be alone here than to have someone to take care of you." Taking off the scarf around his neck, Matsumoto wrapped it around Mo Fanfan's neck, "Your cervical spine is not good, you brought it from Japan." The scarf that came is too thin, let me use this one for you." Matsumoto tightened the scarf tightly: "If you can't hold on, go home, teacher... he always misses you very much."

"I know...brother, be careful on the road, and send me a WeChat message when you get off the plane."

Mo Fanfan waved his hand, and the taxi carrying Brother Matsumoto sped away. He stood downstairs for a long time, until he watched the taxi leave the campus gate before silently rubbing his hands.The weather this year is really cold.