Flight of the Bumblebee

The angle at which the sunlight shines gradually tilts as time goes by, and the shadows of the trees on the ground are stretched very long, projecting on the red brick floor in front of the bench, completely covering the two people sitting on the bench. Strictly.The afternoon sun is much milder, and the wind is refreshing and cool.The sultry heat in the morning was taken away by the cool wind blowing from the river, which made people's eyelids feel comfortable and tired.The plain body of Baishui Bridge is also reflected in yellow-orange by the setting sun, standing on the sparkling water.

This is the most lively time of the day, and nearby residents like to come out and walk around here.I haven't prepared dinner yet, and it's still early in the day. Before the sun sets and the dusk arrives, I will take a walk in the park, breathe the fresh air, and relax for the start of a week of work tomorrow.He Qi has already seen no less than ten people who came to walk their dogs, as well as old men and old ladies who were jogging and strolling in the park, and dancing square dances. There were even young couples who came out for a walk and wanted to use a bench to rest their legs. They saw that they were occupied by two big men. From time to time, there are complaints that their puzzled eyes are cast on them.

He Qi patted his knees and said to Xing Yan: "Why don't we go back, or do you want to go to the park?" He pointed to the lush People's Park behind the bushes, and Xing Yan looked back. The loudspeaker has been set up on the lawn, and there are many elderly people around. They all had an early dinner and are busy taking their seats, so as not to be occupied by other square dance groups.The park has been occupied by them, the big speakers are plugged in, and songs popular among middle-aged and elderly people are played to them. These songs are too much for Xing Yan's sensitive ears, and entering them will only spoil the fun.He turned around and suggested to He Qi: "Let's go eat fried noodles."

He Qi froze for a moment, "Do you want to eat fried noodles now?" He didn't react at first, but he was a little surprised. He originally wanted to cook for Xing Yan today, but he hasn't been in the kitchen for a long time, and today is Sunday again. "How is it? Do you want to eat the meal I cooked?"—Let him take a day off, that's what he thought.

The moment the words came out of his mouth, he recalled them.On the first night of the meeting, the first meal he ate with the scruffy Xing Yan was the fried noodles at the supper stand.At that time, Xing Yan was almost dead at the sight of the light, and everyone panicked, wishing to hide under the telephone pole and bury himself.Thinking of his original appearance, a corner of He Qi's heart softened.

Today, all the past is suitable to be sorted out in the sun, no matter bitterness or pain or happiness.

He stood up and said to Xing Yan: "Let's go eat fried rice! Then drink seventeen or eight bottles of wine. After today, all the bad things in the past will be let go. From tomorrow onwards, you will be you, no more Live for others. Live the life you want, eat what you want, play what you want, you can like anyone at will, and no longer be at the mercy of anyone..."

Before he finished speaking, Xing Yan's face was covered with tears.

He tilted his neck up and looked intently into He Qi's eyes. Tears slid down his face and dripped on the backs of the two hands that were clasped together.

There are no more beautiful words than this.On the Baishui Bridge, He Qi once saved his life by saying "I love you". He thought that in this life, he would not be more moved by those three words.

He couldn't control the surging emotions in his heart, He Qi saved him again.How lucky to meet such a person among thousands of people in my lifetime, pull him out of the endless sea of ​​suffering, accommodate him, place him, and gently touch his decayed soul.

Seeing him crying, He Qi became confused for a while.With so many people coming and going around, it's hard not to be attracted by the movement here.Xing Yan lowered his head, covered his face, and shrugged his shoulders from time to time because of crying.He hasn't cried for a long time, and He Qi almost forgot how sensitive he was when we first met him.

"Don't cry." He Qi lowered his voice and coaxed.Xing Yan still didn't stop, he sighed, ignoring other people's eyes, gently took that head into his arms, but this time he gritted his teeth and said, "Cry, cry out all your grievances! After crying today, I won’t cry again tomorrow!” After saying these words, he felt that his image was several times taller in an instant.It's almost like the heroic elder brother in a martial arts novel, comforting his good brother who is utterly devoted to him.He even feels that he is a good man who can be relied on, even though his age is actually many years younger than Xing Yan.While sympathy and compassion sprouted from the bottom of his heart, He Qi also felt complacent about his growth as a man.

Before he could come out of his fantasy, a pair of strong arms embraced him, trapping him firmly in the man's arms.Xing Yan buried his head in his arms, clenched his hands into fists behind him, and squeezed him tightly with all his strength, so that he was almost out of breath.But he didn't push Xing Yan away, because it was too unreasonable to do so. He wanted to comfort him sincerely, hoping that his actions could make him feel better.

He patted Xing Yan's shoulder, and the crying man was unmoved, so he could only put his hand on his back to comfort him.This posture is too intimate, why don't you know what kind of mood Xing Yan is holding him in his arms at this time.

Passers-by became curious about the two men acting strangely on the bench.Occasionally, someone passed by, murmured to the person next to him, "What are they doing?", and then walked away.They would not delve into the reason why Xing Yan, a big guy, had a headache and was crying, they would only cast surprised glances at a certain moment when they passed by them.When it's over, it's forgotten.Human beings are selfish, cowardly and cowardly creatures. Who would risk being in trouble to care for a sad stranger sincerely?

He recalled that when they met for the first time, Xing Yan also cried so desolately, and even said "my life is over", no matter how comforting he was, he turned a deaf ear to it. Take him off the bridge.

How desperate he must have been at that time, standing on the dimly lit Baishui bridge, with the rough and dark river below, hesitating whether to jump and end his life.That was probably the most desolate look in his life, dusty and messy, he didn't even take a bath, and the smell was inaccessible.To say he slept next to a trash can was an understatement, and He Qi even wondered if he had just crawled out of a landfill.During these years of wandering, what he has experienced, how many people looked at him and abused him, it is beyond imagination.He used to be magnificent, standing under the spotlight; then he fell suddenly and got stuck in the mire.How ups and downs does a person's fate have to be to fall straight from heaven to hell?

After knowing the cause and effect, He Qi didn't think that his view of Xing Yan would change much.In his opinion, Xing Yan was always Xing Yan, and he knew from the first time he saw him that this was a man who was scarred and physically exhausted. He longed for love, attention, and acceptance, but he never got it.His closest mother treated him like a tool, harsh and cruel, and from his description, there was no love at all.Even when he was a pianist, there was a lot of praise and admiration around him, but it was mostly hypocritical and purposeful.Before meeting He Qi, he had been walking alone on the road of life for more than 20 years, surviving alone.

Why is he not like this?

After his mother died, he and his father lived together.Later, when he had a stepmother and younger sister, his position in the family became a bit awkward.Not because he was not treated fairly at home, but seeing the happy appearance of their family of three, he often felt that he was the only one who was on the edge of the family.The obsession with his dead mother made him unable to accept his stepmother in his heart.Even though he knew that she was a rare good woman and also a good mother and wife, he just couldn't call her "Mom".It was as if once he recognized this new mother in his heart, the gentle mother who loved planting flowers and plants and took care of everything in order under Huang Quan would be truly forgotten and disappear forever in the world.

After graduation, he chose to come to this city.In a brand-new environment, with no one he knew around him, he created his own "isolation and helplessness", and even chose to stay away from the crowd, living like a hermit on the top of a tall building.Maintain a superficial relationship with colleagues, do not participate in group gatherings, and do not have too much contact with others.In the bustling city, he is a kind of person who is out of place.He Qi himself couldn't tell whether this was his choice of character, or a subconscious punishment for himself.

Maybe God couldn't see it, let Xing Yan, a big man, break into his life, let him save his life, and forced him to take responsibility for it.Modern society is full of suspicion and jealousy, and most of the communication between people is superficial. Under the warm words, who knows if it will be a cold trap.In an environment where indifference is rampant, it may be politically correct to "see death without saving people".

He Qi also tried to become indifferent to make himself look more integrated into the city. "Alienation" was his effort, and he also had great doubts about Xing Yan's appearance.But he still didn't overcome his own nature after all, and he didn't even think too much about taking Xing Yan in.It may also be that there are too many things to consider, and he thought about it casually, and then gave up.

So pushed by the waves of the times, two small boats in the vast ocean and two fragile and sensitive souls finally meet.

I hope that every lonely person has an invisible string to guide them to find each other in the vast sea of ​​people.Meet in the street, meet in the park, meet in the flames of war or in a stable and peaceful home.

In the desolate world, embrace affectionately.

I love you.