The boy next door came out

Yanhe, I am Hokuriku

Sunset weather on March 2019, 03 is cloudy

Under the sunset

alley stone road

turn around

can see you

After Yanhe sent Beilu to school, he drove back to Grandma Yanhe's house.

Today is Friday again, and grandma got up early in the morning to be busy.

She always remembered the favorite food of her children, and started to work early.

She saw Yanhe coming out of Beilu's house in the morning, and the two of them walked towards the entrance of the alley together.

She stood at the door of her house, watching them all happy.

It was the same when I was in school.

Sticky together every day, right!And that little fat guy Xu Lai!

At this moment, Yan He had already stepped into his own yard. Grandma was picking vegetables in the sunshine of the yard, her silver hair on the temples was shining, and her dim eyes looked closely from time to time.

The one you pick is called careful.

"Grandma!" Yan He strode in, opened the door, and let the stinky brother go out to wander in the alley by himself.

"Oh! My good grandson, did you sleep at Beilu's house yesterday?" Grandma Yanhe looked at him with concern on her face.

When I was in school, Grandma Yan He often said the same thing, and Yan He didn't think it was a big deal, it was an ordinary little thing.

But today he felt that the word "sleep" seemed to have changed its meaning.

He was like the kind of small mind that was ready to move when he sneaked out of the wall when he was a child and was caught by an adult.

"I had some drinks with Xu Lai last night. I came back late, so I went to his house for fear of waking you up."

Yan He actually squatted beside grandma seriously and explained to her carefully.

As if afraid she might misunderstand.

Grandma looked at him with doting eyes, the sunshine of spring was no longer clear in her eyes, only the precipitation of years remained.

"Drink less wine in the future, and ask Hokuriku to come over for dinner at night. I told him last time that I will cook braised pork for him."

"Okay!" Yan He also picked up the dish and helped grandma pick it together.

Grandma Yanhe is getting old, and she wanted to take over and live with them a long time ago.

But she just refused, she was reluctant to part with this yard.

She said that the house must be occupied by people. If no one lives in it, it will fail after a long time.

If you want to come back to live again, you will not be able to come back.

So Yanhe often went to clean up Beilu's house, and occasionally he would climb over the wall to sleep at his house at night.

When he was lying alone on that lonely big bed, what he was thinking about was how Bei Lu fell asleep alone.

Such a big house, such a big bed.

So alone with him and him.

He is also afraid that the old man will return and not look like before.

Yanhe sent a message to Beilu, he was afraid that the phone call would disturb his class.

I will pick you up tonight!

After posting, he was afraid that he might misunderstand, so he posted another sentence.

Grandma said to cook braised pork for you.

Just after posting, he realized that it was more ambiguous, so he might as well not post it.

When he wanted to withdraw the message, Bei Lu replied with one word.

it is good.

After going back and forth a few times, Yan He finally chose to return to normal.

During the break between classes, Beilu took out his mobile phone and saw a message from Yanhe.

He was about to say no.

But when he saw the next sentence, he had already deleted the message he was going to send.

Re-edited and sent a good one.

Hokuriku remembered the first time he ate Grandma Yanhe's braised pork.

At that time, they were still unfamiliar, and only occasionally met at the entrance of the alley.

He would greet him with a happy smile, but Hokuriku didn't know how to respond, so he would just nod to him.

Most people encounter this situation next time, and it is basically not like the first time.

It can be said that He is different. He not only greets each other warmly every time, but even goes to school with him.

Although Hokuriku didn't talk to him much at that time.

But he already remembered him in his heart.

His name is Yanhe!

In such an unfamiliar situation, Yan He brought him a bowl of braised pork.

That evening, the setting sun was still hanging at the end of the alley.

Hokuriku sat by the window on the second floor and reviewed his homework.

He saw Yan He standing in his yard calling him as if he had a baby in his arms.

He was afraid that Hokuriku would not be able to hear with headphones, so he gestured again, pointing to the door of his house.

Then he ran over in a flash.

When Hokuriku wandered downstairs and opened the door, he stuffed the things in his arms to him.

"Is it hot? The braised pork cooked by my grandma, I was afraid you don't like greasy ones, so I picked some lean ones first."

Yan He smiled and talked to him, like a friend who has known for many years.

Before Hokuriku returned to him, he ran back home again.

Looking at his figure, Hokuriku was still wearing a pair of slippers, and was almost knocked down by the stones under his feet while running.

When he first went to Kyoto, he often went to eat braised pork.

But always feel tasteless.

It turns out that it is true to express love with things since ancient times!

Yan He was bored alone in the yard, so he wandered to Bei Lu's house next door.

He was so bored that he tidied up the yard of Hokuriku's house again.

Those things that have been in the corners for a long time that have not been used for a long time will be put in one place for him.

Then I moved a chair and sat under the tree to rest.

He was closing his eyes and preparing to meet Zhou Gong, but the mobile phone in his pocket rang several times.

He knew it wouldn't be Hokuriku.

Fearing that something urgent in the department would urge him again, he sat up straight with his back turned to open the message.

However, I found that several articles have been withdrawn, and there are only two pictures left.

His hands were a little numb from the shock.

Yan Nian, that little girl's film, this Friday, she finished the manga draft and will send it out.

Who knew that the record of her chat with Yan He in the afternoon was still at the top, and she accidentally sent out nine pictures when she clicked.

It doesn't matter if it's the usual Yan Nian, but these are Xiaomi's masterpieces.

Hokuriku and Yanhe.

……

……

To be honest, Yan Nian always felt that his brother was not good enough for him.

But she has never found the right image.

It happened that Xiaomi was so excited that day that he told her that the affiliated hospital was the most handsome.

It turned out to be my brother!

She really wanted to cry in a storm.

Now she just wants to be buried where she is.

Yan Nian held his phone and waited for the coming storm.

Forgot to withdraw the remaining two as well.

Looking at the only two pictures left, Yan He forgot to scold Yan Nian.

He is backlit, click on the picture to enlarge it to the maximum.

Although it has been beautified and processed, he can still see it vaguely.

That was Hokuriku and him.

A cool and handsome young man.

A warm and sunny boy.

By the river in the sunset...

It took a while for Yanhe to come back to his senses, a strange feeling welled up in his heart.

His restlessness, which has always had nowhere to rest, seems to have found a home.

Yan Nian's call came.

"Brother! Brother, I was wrong!" Yan Nian waited for a long time before his brother roared, and came here to apologize.

"Yan Nian! What's wrong with you!? You can just entertain your brother and me, why are you entertaining Bei Lu?" When mentioning Bei Lu, he remembered what Yan Nian said last time, she asked Bei Lu to ask him if he agreed or not Thing, "Isn't this comic you said last time."

"No, of course not, this is a prototype that I just started to make recently, and it hasn't been finalized yet." Yan Nian replied to him with a guilty conscience.

She was really afraid that his brother would kill her.

"Hmm! What do you think you're working so hard every day? What are you painting?" Now Yan He found the correct way to open it, and yelled at Yan Nian.

But he thought in his heart, fortunately, Beilu didn't see it, if he saw him, he would be so traumatized.

In his old-fashioned style, he didn't take a minute to bury himself in place.

"I'll change it again, I'll change it again, until I can't recognize it." Yan Nian quickly confessed to Yan He.

He even promised to hand over half of his next month's salary to him.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Nian patted his hand desperately, wishing he could chop it off.

It was a huge loss just to click casually like this.

Money is all outside the body.

But those sample pictures are painstaking efforts, what can she do?

Yan Hejing sat in the courtyard of Beilu's house, the restlessness in his heart became more and more intense.

Especially when he was driving to school to pick up Hokuriku, he didn't even dare to look at him.

The whole process is a desperate mentality that I am a good driver, please don't talk to the driver.

At the entrance of the alley, I ran into Yan Nian who had just returned.

Yan Nian looked at Bei Lu and Yan He with a pitiful look.

Beilu walked up to her, touched the top of her head, and said softly, "Is work not going well? Why do you have such an expression?"

Just as Yan Nian was about to speak, Yan He stepped between the two of them.

In the past, Bei Lu always comforted Yan Nian, but today Yan He felt that the position of Bei Lu's hand was wrong.

"Yan Nian! You are so old, do you need someone to comfort you when you suffer a little setback?" Yan Nian glanced at his own brother embarrassingly.

He curled his lips and walked towards the door by himself.

Tu Ruhe and Beilu are in the back together.

Yan He realized that Yan Nian had been sent away again, and the two of them felt a little uncomfortable walking behind.

Bei Lu obviously felt that Yan He was abnormal, he only thought that he was still struggling with what happened yesterday.

I didn't even think about it carefully.

He walked ahead on his own, anyway, even if Yan He didn't speak, he would follow behind.

He didn't have to look back to know he was still there.

On Friday night, Grandma Yanhe's house gathered together, laughing and laughing.

Although Hokuriku doesn't speak much and has been away for many years, he often came to eat at home before, and the atmosphere at the dinner table was still warm.

Ms. Zhao has always liked Beilu very much. Before she gave birth to Yanhe, she fantasized that her son looked like Beilu.

Gentle and elegant, Mr. Pianpian.

Who would have thought that after giving birth to a little bastard, he would die all day long.

"Mom! Can you take away those eyes full of maternal love? Look at me and Yan Nian!" Yan He was afraid that Ms. Zhao would not be too enthusiastic.

It made Hokuriku feel uncomfortable.

"Go! I see you every day, you don't bother me, do you?" Ms. Zhao started to pick up food for Beilu again.

Yan He's father is usually too busy with work, he doesn't talk much at home, and his face is serious.

"The child has just come back, and there will be more opportunities to walk around in the future."

Hokuriku was surrounded by their family's kindness, but he didn't know how to respond, so he could only eat the rice in the bowl slowly, and kept "um" what they said.

He still hasn't learned how to adapt to such a lively scene all these years.

Even if it is all the joy of being together, it is only because of him!