sequel

What he hopes most now is that Yang Hui has a companion.Lao He talked about the engagement, but the engagement ceremony has not been held for a long time. For some reason, Lao He has been avoiding the fiancée clearly.The girl who looked reliable and simple before, why did she suddenly change after she got engaged, and she smelled like jewels and jewels all day long?

Wang Jingchen waved the strong scent of perfume left by his future sister-in-law with his hand.

This future sister-in-law came to the company and couldn't find Lao He, so she sat in Wang Jingchen's office, inquired about the lucrative and unnecessary positions in the company, and then made insinuations that her relatives in her hometown just needed a job, and finally ended with Lao He's recent indifference to her.It perfectly interprets what is meant by "not knowing how to look at people".Wang Jingchen was busy with work, and it was difficult to invite out the prospective sister-in-law who came to the door, so he could only patiently listen to her chanting and complaints, and explained to Lao He: He was on a business trip and represented the company to participate in the industry exchange conference; as for the recruitment and employment, etc. , they don't care.

As soon as the person left, he quickly opened the window, relying on it and thinking: Maybe Lao He doesn't want to get married anymore?

Yang Hui and him, is there something going on?

Over there, Nick is expressing his love enthusiastically and directly, "Do you want to talk to me about a love that will never turn back"?Every day, he drove that ostentatious car and parked blatantly opposite Anjie Logistics Company to pick up Yang Hui from get off work.

Yang Hui will not be coy and pretentious, he is willing to get in the car, but he never accepts other physical contact other than hugging.He made it clear to Nick that he liked older, more mature ones.

Nick replied: "Love changes me, and I will change for you."

Yang Hui pinched his face: "I love you like a younger brother, so don't force me."

Nick: "How can this be forced? I like you, I can't suppress this feeling, I can't control this love, it's love that drives me to get close to you again and again."

If someone else said such a thing, Yang Hui would have slapped it or didn't want to hear it.Nasty, exaggerated, extremely frivolous.But Nick's eyes are sincere, his tone is sincere, full of true feelings.

Yang Hui was a little reluctant to say him: "I have someone in my heart."

"Since the lucky guy who made me jealous didn't claim your soul, I still have a chance, don't I?"

Speaking of which, Yang Hui didn't know what to say anymore. He shook his head and smiled, rubbing Nick's curly hair: "You—"

This scene happened to be seen by He Ze who came back in the driver's car. He Ze saw Yang Hui smiling at a foreign boy through the half-lowered window.

He Ze pulled off his tie with a dark face, and told the driver: "You can get off work, I will drive back by myself."

The driver had driven him for several years, and it was the first time he heard their Mr. He's tone so cold and stiff.

That night, He Ze sat at Yang Hui's house until nine o'clock, and Yang Hui came back from outside.He Ze swept away his tired eyes and recovered his spirit. When he saw Yang Hui following Nick, the light in his eyes seemed to be blocked by dark clouds, and it disappeared instantly.

"Why are you here?" Yang Hui turned on the light, "Don't turn on the light either, it's creepy."

He Ze didn't answer him, but the person behind Yang Hui asked, "Why did you bring him back?"

"Yifan and Brother Chen are together again tonight." Nick met his gaze without showing any weakness.

"Yifan? Together? Do you respect Chen?"

Yang Hui said: "It's Zhuang Yufan, you were on a business trip that day, otherwise you could have a look at the person you admire, a very good man."

He Ze stopped talking, and Nick still followed Yang Hui and looked at him, but he didn't want to get close.Nick instinctively felt threatened by this silent man.

"That's good." He Ze murmured, and suddenly stood up, "It's okay, I'll come and sit down. I'll go home first, you," he looked at Yang Hui and then at Nick behind him, his eyes fell on On Yang Hui's face, "You guys should rest early too."

After speaking, he nodded to the two and left.

When Yang Hui heard the sound of the door closing, his stiff shoulders collapsed and he could barely support himself.He took a few steps to the sofa where He Ze had been sitting, threw his whole body into it, and told Nick, "Pour me a glass of water, it's ice."

That night, Yang Hui was in a mess. He hadn't had a fever for a long time. From two o'clock in the middle of the night, he had a low-grade fever and then a high-grade fever. .

It was already afternoon when He Ze finished his urgent matters and arrived at the inpatient department.

Nick was guarding the head of the bed, Yang Hui was the only one living in the three-person ward, so it was not noisy.It was the first time He Ze met the legendary Zhuang Yufan. The two had similar auras. They were stable and successful people. They nodded at each other. Wang Jingchen introduced Zhuang Yufan and said, "My husband." He also introduced Lao He, " My big brother."

"My husband" was proud and happy. Zhuang Yufan tried his best to flatten the corners of his mouth, but the corners of his mouth were still raised. He scolded indifferently: "Be serious."

What does it feel like to mix oil with honey?Just look at Zhuang and Wang.It's dog food for walking, and the postures of showing affection are various and emerge endlessly. Those who are not accompanied really don't want to see the two standing together.

Old He hurried in and saw the person sitting on the bed with a dark face: Nick was holding Yang Hui's hand in his palm.

Wang Jingchen went out to answer the phone, and Zhuang Yufan followed.Only sleeping Yang Hui and two staring... rivals in love were left in the ward.

"Please sit down, Mr. He."

He Ze couldn't calm down anymore with Nick's masterful attitude. He picked up a chair and placed it gently on the other side of the bed, and fought with Nick through Yang Hui.

"Does Mr. He like Brother Hui too?" Nick never knew how to turn around.

Now that the other party has shown their cards, He Ze has no reason not to follow, he changed his sitting posture to relax, and finally faced up to his own intentions: "Frankly speaking, without your presence, maybe I would keep shrinking my head and not dare to cross the line. "

"You don't even have the courage to love someone, are you worthy of pursuing Brother Hui?" Nick always spoke in a sincere and friendly tone, this time with derogatory and blameful words, he looked down on the cowardly He Ze a bit.

Because last night, judging from Yang Hui's performance and the bunch of nonsense Yang Hui said when he was confused, Yang Hui had He Ze in his heart.

Nick is jealous, how can Yang Hui care about a man who can't even open his mouth for love?Yang Hui couldn't be moved by his strong expression?

He Ze heard the ridicule in his words, and was not angry. He nodded and admitted: "Yes, I am cowardly and shouldn't be shrinking from such issues. Now I finally understand it. People are over middle-aged, and it seems hypocritical to talk about love. But I also long for the person next to me to be my sweetheart. It's Yang Hui."

As he spoke, he cast his gentle eyes on Yang Hui's sleeping face, saw his brows frown slightly and his eyelashes trembled, and he also showed a rare smile: "Sleep is so restless."

He Ze's maturity and stability and his natural love for Yang Hui made Nick jealous again.He knows that some temperaments cannot be cultivated the day after tomorrow. For example, if he is given a few more years, he will not be able to hide a natural and steady temperament, which can be volatile anytime and anywhere according to the needs.

Yang Hui likes such a person, but he is not.

It was the first time Nick had a heartbeat, and he was lost in love before he had enjoyed enough of the intoxicating, charming and terrifying taste brought by his heartbeat. How could he be reconciled?But what if you are not reconciled?The act of "breaking up lovers" did not exist in the education he received.He shook his head: "Mr. He, there is a saying in China that 'Since Shengyu He Shengliang', it probably refers to me and you?"

"It's not wrong for you to say that." Seeing Nick gently put Yang Hui's hand on the quilt, He Ze knew it.He sincerely said: "Thank you, Nick. You are a very personable gentleman."

"Okay, Mr. He, you have to take good care of me, Brother Hui, I'm going home to catch up on sleep." Nick brushed his curly hair coolly, and sighed, "My first love just ended without a problem."

Wang Jingchen answered the phone for a few minutes, but he and Zhuang Yufan strolled in the small garden of the hospital for nearly ten minutes.Zhuang Yufan was dragged helplessly by him: "Are you so relieved that your elder brother and my younger brother are alone?"

"I can't fight anymore, don't worry. If there is a fight, Lao He won't suffer."

"Then my brother was beaten?"

"Big and strong... Uh, why don't you advocate violence to solve problems..." Just as he was speaking, he saw Nick with curly hair coming out, and Nick waved at them, looking frustrated and lonely.

Thinking about it, love is really powerful. It makes people brave, makes people cowardly, makes people proud, makes people describe themselves as frustrated.Because the attitude of the sweetheart switches states at any time, it is as fickle as it is, and it is as it is forever.

The only thing in this world that will not change is that the world will keep changing; the only thing that will not change in a world that is always changing is Zhuang Yufan's love for Wang Jingchen.

The two of them stopped going back to the ward, and walked side by side on the way home.

This year's National Day, Zhuang Caiguo returned to China, bringing Nick's biological mother, who was also his continuation, back.Several people reunited at Zhuang Yufan's home, and Wang Jingchen stood in the room where he lived in before, feeling mixed feelings for a moment.

He touched the bed and the desk. The clothes he didn't take away in the closet were carefully protected with dust covers, but it was inevitable that some of the clothes turned yellow.He couldn't wear these long ago, and he didn't know what Zhuang Yufan kept them for.

He found that the placement of everything was inexplicably familiar, and after looking again and again, he realized that Zhuang Yufan had arranged them as they were before he left.

Wang Jingchen looked around the small room and laughed foolishly there.

For many years, the fool in the memory insisted on keeping a home that would never change for him.

Don't ask if he will come back, don't ask when he will come back, the room is reserved for him, and the things remain unchanged.

Downstairs, Zhuang Manxue was preparing the ingredients for fried sea oyster cakes. Although Nick's mother, Alyssa Adelaide, could not speak Chinese, she helped Zhuang Caiguo to choose and chop vegetables when she was stumbling through Zhuang Caiguo's translation.

Zhuang Yufan saw that the small kitchen was crowded enough, so he quietly went upstairs.

Pushing away Wang Jingchen's room, he saw a figure with his back facing him in front of the desk, and he thought for a moment that he had time traveled to more than ten years ago.

The figure in my memory is straight and upright, sitting at that desk doing homework, quiet and beautiful, occasionally turning around to wink and smile at him, or asking him to borrow the homework to correct the answer.

Zhuang Yufan smiled and knocked on the door with his fingers. Wang Jingchen turned around and didn't get up.

"Why do you keep these?" Wang Jingchen asked while sitting sideways.

Zhuang Yufan's current height is enough for him to sit on the table with ease, his long legs are naturally put together, he leaned over and said, "I didn't keep it, I brought it back."

"Bring?" Wang Jingchen was surprised.

"Take it out and bring it back." Zhuang Yufan stretched out his hand to touch his face, and touched his ears gently with his fingers. He looked into Wang Jingchen's eyes and said, "I used to take some of them out, and I took them everywhere I went."

"why?"

Zhuang Yufan stared into his eyes, and this long staring made Wang Jingchen see the answer he wanted to say:

"Because I miss you very much."

At that time, he missed him very much, but he didn't know how to turn back.At first, I was suffocated, unwilling and unhappy.As time passed, he missed Wang Jingchen even more, but he also knew in his heart that the biggest problem between the two of them was his temper and Wang Jingchen's repeated concessions. Oops?

He had had the dream of Wang Jingchen leaving him countless times, it was the kind of "disappearing" dream, and he couldn't get back his dream no matter what.He dreamed that Wang Jingchen was standing in a dazzling white light, and the end of the white light was full of floating ominous.No matter how hoarse he shouted, his voice seemed to be trapped in his throat, and nothing could come out.No matter how he ran in that direction, he was just running in vain.He stretched out his hands to fish out Wang Jingchen's body, but he couldn't touch the back that seemed to be palpable with his hands. With a wave, there was still only a strong white light.In the end, Wang Jingchen got farther and farther away from him, and his whole body was swallowed by white light.

The light shrunk rapidly, as if being gathered by some force, like a door closing, and it was immediately dark.Wang Jingchen is gone.

Zhuang Yufan, who woke up from the dream, relied on those things to pay homage to his nostalgia, his sustenance, his unrelenting longing.

Zhuang Yufan spent a few years walking around, looking around, taking the group photo, the note that the two of them had passed on in class, and the text messages in the old mobile phone. Come out late once.

How much firm love does it take to ebb and flow through time without ever sinking?

He has traveled to many places and met many people. The self-help he used to talk about on paper and the salvation he sought by asking for help from others have become integrated in so many years.It should be noted that all the principles must be verified by yourself before you know whether it is suitable for you.

He redeemed himself.

But from a certain point of view, Wang Jingchen, who has always lived in his heart and gave him strength, redeemed him.

The scale of life cannot always be used to inscribe grief, parting, and resentment. Every moment has a corresponding perception and cognition, depending on what kind of story the people and things you meet bring you.

What kind of story is selected depends on what kind of person you are.

People say that one's nature is hard to change, but for the love of one's life, why is it so difficult to move it thousands of miles away?

Zhuang Yufan came back, for the love that he missed when he was ignorant, reckless and unreasonable when he was young, with a hundred thousand sincerity and a reborn self, fortunately everything was in time.

Wang Jingchen leaned up and hugged his waist, put his face against his abdomen, and said, "If you come back later, I'll go find someone else, really."

"Really?"

Wang Jingchen nodded.

Zhuang Yufan put his hands on his neck, and said in a low voice and affectionately: "I give you my whole soul, including its eccentricities, such as petty temper, flickering, eighteen hundred kinds of bad habits. It really is Hate, only a little good, love you. (Note)"

With that said, before Wang Jingchen had time to express that he had also activated the love talk skill, Zhuang Yufan took out a small box from his pocket, and he knew what was in it just by the size.Zhuang Yufan's action was like taking out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and he was not nervous or excited at all.

He smiled in embarrassment, coughed and asked Wang Jingchen not to worry about the small details, so he opened it, took out a ring, and held Wang Jingchen's finger with the other palm: "Please accept my soul and put it in your mouth, okay?" ?”

Wang Jingchen nodded without saying anything, and looked at Zhuang Yufan's fingers pinching the ring and slipping it into his ring finger. The size was just right, obviously he had been preparing for a while.

Wang Jingchen never thought about such a rough and simple marriage proposal. He thought that if the two of them stayed in the country, they would be famous lifelong lovers.He doesn't care about these, because love and staying together are always more real than a marriage contract.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Yufan gave him a straightforward ceremony, a marriage proposal.

Zhuang Yufan said that in the future, when the two of them are free, they will register for marriage.

A wife is a wife, a matter of life.If you put on my ring, you will never run away for the rest of your life.

Zhuang Manxue has aged a lot. Fortunately, she has been recuperating these years, and her physical fitness is still good.Zhuang Caiguo has dyed black hair. Although he looks old, he is also very old. No wonder Ms. Alyssa took the initiative to pursue him.

The freshly fried sea oyster cakes are fragrant and delicious, the vegetables are sweet and crisp, the sea oysters are delicious, green vegetables, red radishes, and black seaweed... Nick and Alisa tasted local specialties for the first time, and they were so delicious that they kept talking in foreign languages. Full of praise.

Zhuang Yufan stayed to help Zhuang Manxue clean up the kitchen, Zhuang Caiguo called Wang Jingchen and walked to the yard.

Wang Jingchen followed Zhuang Caiguo with his hands behind his back, looked at his slightly bent back, and sighed that time is really unforgiving.

The old appearance of the local accent has changed, and the past cannot be traced.

But if people's memory is still there, how can the past become a thing of the past?If you remember, it's always been there.

Zhuang Caiguo sat in the courtyard and motioned for Wang Jingchen to also sit.The two drank a pot of tea and recalled the past.

"If your father is still here, he will probably object to your being together." Zhuang Caiguo glanced at Wang Jingchen with kindness in his eyes, "But he will agree in the end."

"Yufan has been a stubborn person since he was a child, very stubborn, and no one can talk to him. I thought he would be like this all his life, and he would never get rid of his bad habits. I didn't expect you to make him change willingly. As his Father, seeing him cheerful and happy, I really want to thank you, Jingchen."

Wang Jingchen shook his head.

"As your Uncle Zhuang, I would like to remind you that you would have been brothers for life, and your offspring would also be family friends, like me and your father, supporting each other regardless of each other. But because your relationship has changed , Those don’t exist anymore. Jingchen, you also know that if you and Yufan separate again, it’s not as simple as not seeing each other again. You understand the truth, but uncle still wants to point it out to remind you.”

If love is said to be a truth, is it still love?

Love never makes sense.

Wang Jingchen said: "We will not be separated."

Our souls are one and the same, I love him like I love my life.

Zhuang Caiguo added a cup of tea for him: "Uncle blesses you—ah no, it's time to call you Dad, haha."

In the kitchen, Zhuang Yufan and Zhuang Manxue intermittently narrated the things he had been away for a few years. He picked interesting things to tell Zhuang Manxue. If Zhuang Manxue heard that he had slept in the park, I don’t know what Zhuang Manxue would do. What a fuss.

Zhuang Manxue said: "My aunt didn't want you to be together before, she was mainly worried that you would be pointed at by others. Over the years, you have been separated and had troubles, and you got together again. Your sister Yaya also said about me, you still It is public that two men are together outside. My aunt is uneducated and doesn't understand the world of young people, so I can't give any advice... It's good for you to be together, Chenzi has taken care of you since she was a child."

"You have to be nice to Chen Zi, you know?"

"I know." Zhuang Yufan put his arm around Zhuang Manxue's shoulder.

In seven years, the trees in the yard were bald seven times, the birds went back and forth seven times, and the firecrackers at the opposite door were set off seven times.Love is like a circle, as long as the people who love each other are still walking, no matter where they are disconnected, they will still meet each other.

The fate of this continuation is for a lifetime.

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Note: From Wang Xiaobo's love letter

postscript:

Ah, this article is finished.I thought about what to say, but I didn't know what to say (laughs). I sorted out my thoughts and chatted here.

This article has been with me since the beginning of school until now, it has been two months.I looked at the word count, 21.I plan to write two more episodes, so there are about 22.

In the beginning, the daily update was about 3000, but then I got lazy and changed it every two days. Later, I found that a reader was following the article, and I was very happy, and started the daily update again like a chicken blood.

Really, I am so happy when someone reads the article I wrote.

I know I'm not very good at writing.I remember telling my friend one day that my second article was also posted on CP, and she asked me how many pages I had built.At that time it was six pages.She said that at the beginning of posting, six pages were normal.I said I posted two-thirds of it.she…………

Haha I said that after the first article of the Lun family is finished, there are not as many people who read it!Yeah!

Anyway, happy to finish a story.As a good-for-nothing who doesn’t know how to use an outline, I’m still quite happy. When I wrote this story, it didn’t bother me as much as the first one. Before updating every day, I had to think about what to write next.

Have I said before that writing "Sequel" has the feeling that the characters in the story are directing my hands on which keyboard to type?

This is a story that Zhuang Yufan and Wang Jingchen completed by themselves, and I am only responsible for typing it out.

Finally, thank you very much for the readers who follow the article and leave comments for me. I remember every comment, and I also remember your ID. Thank you for your support.

Good luck to everyone who reads this story!hapiness!rich!Safe!Catch up with the male god!