brother's lover

After disposing of the fish he caught today, Nojima was exhausted and returned home with a few small fish left alone.On the way, I met Mr. Yasuda next door chatting with his daughter in front of the door.As soon as Mr. Yasuda saw Nojima, he opened his mouth openly, and greeted Nojima loudly with a smile, "Hey, how many were caught today?"

Nojima shook the few small fish in his hand.

Yasuda laughed and said, "You are so handsome, why do you want to fish? Some women want to give you money."

"Father, you are too impolite." Mika, who is in the third grade of elementary school, rolled her eyes at Mr. Yasuda.

"Okay, okay, did you see the new teacher at school today, did you talk to him?"

When Shihua heard the "new teacher", she immediately showed a bright smile like a flower, "Teacher will come to visit tomorrow, Dad, please don't speak so rudely, it will scare the teacher."

"Yes." Mr. Yasuda touched his head and smiled, Shihua entered the house excitedly.

"Crush teacher?" Nojima smiled.

"Hahahaha, who knows, anyway, since Monday, I have been talking about a good-looking teacher from Tokyo." Mr. Yasuda smiled heartily, "Have you eaten yet? Why don't you come to my house."

"I've eaten, thank you." Nojima smiled and pushed open the courtyard door of his house.Xiao Bai rushed over from the corridor on the outer eaves of the house, looking at him expectantly.

Ye Dao sat down in the corridor, put the fish in his hand on his plate, and Xiao Bai excitedly began to feast on it.

Seeing Xiaobai eating deliciously, he laughed.

Xiaobai is a member of the army of wild cats in the port. Because he can't get any fish to eat, he pitifully flatters everyone who passes by him.Ye Dao took special care of it several times, and it turned out that it possessed the characteristics of all stray animals, and it would depend on whoever provoked it.As a result, he became a part of the Nojima family in a grand manner.

Nojima yawned, carefully reflecting on why he adopted a cat.Although this is my grandmother's home, it is also inherited by him.He never thought he'd be here for long.

"Let's go after eating, don't stay here, do you hear me?" Nojima routinely warned Xiaobai.Xiaobai licked his lips, looked at him without knowing what to say, and continued to eat fish with his head down.

Nojima laughed at himself.To be honest, when he saw that thin and pitiful back, he thought of a person.Maybe it's because they're so similar.He sighed and lay down in the corridor.The living room door suddenly slammed.Nojima got up to check, and saw that the wood at the bottom of the door frame seemed to be cracked, and the door was crumbling when the door was pushed and pulled slightly.

"Trouble." He clapped his hands, not intending to fix it.Anyway, I won't live for long, so I don't want to waste too much energy.As long as the wind doesn't blow into the bedroom it's fine.Thinking of this, Nojima felt very tired. He rubbed Shiro's head again, and crawled into the bedroom to sleep.

The alarm clock rang in the early morning, and Nojima slowly got up.Xiao Bai was sleeping at his feet, and when he got up, he stared at him with piercing eyes.Nojima cooked instant noodles, ate them hastily, packed up his things and went to sea.

In fact, fishing is not what he is good at, and the fishing boat left by his grandmother is also small and broken.For so many years, if you have to say what you are good at, except for bartending, it is a lie.He doesn't want to do these two things for the time being, and maybe one day when fishing becomes unsustainable, he will go back to his old business.

Today's harvest is so-so, enough to make a living for himself and Xiaobai.After returning to the port to handle the fish, he staggered back to his grandmother's old house.Pushing open the door, Xiaobai came forward again.Nojima threw the fish in his hand onto his plate as usual.Xiaobai sniffed it, took two symbolic licks, and returned to Ye Dao without interest.

"Not hungry?" Nojima looked at its bowl, and the dishes that were usually neglected to clean up were a bit clean today.Maybe I was really hungry, so I went to another place to get some food.Nojima thought so, his legs were hanging outside the corridor, and half of his body had fallen onto the tatami in the living room.I remembered that the door of the living room was broken yesterday. Although I felt that the wind would not blow into the bedroom, I still felt vaguely cold when I slept at night.It seems that it is impossible not to cultivate.He sat up and went to find a hammer, ready to remove the door and hammer a nail.But the door seems to be fine again, obviously yesterday I saw the wooden frame was about to burst, but today they are all fit together well, almost no cracks can be seen.Nojima exhaled, wondering if it was because of the dry weather, after all, it was almost late autumn.

It's just that after coming back for several days in a row, Xiao Bai is not interested in the fish brought back by Ye Dao, and occasionally eats a few mouthfuls in the middle of the night.And when it sleeps on its own at night, there is a faint fragrance of bath liquid on its body.It seems that apart from Nojima, it also found a way out for itself.Smart little thing.Nojima secretly rubbed its cat ears jealously.Xiao Bai didn't mind snoring at all.

I got up early in the morning and was about to cook instant noodles, when the stench of spoiled food came from the kitchen.Nojima opened the refrigerator. He didn't know that the refrigerator had been broken for a few days. In such a cold weather, the fish in it had rotted.Mr. Yasuda didn't finish eating the vegetables that Mr. Yasuda sent over the day before yesterday. I was too tired to move yesterday, and I didn't expect white mold to grow.

"Bastard." Nojima scolded while fetching the trash can, and threw those messy things into it.

After throwing out the trash and seeing the empty and smelly refrigerator, Nojima was in a bad mood.After a hasty meal, he went to the port to sail.The time to go to sea was almost an hour later than others, so it seems that there will not be a good harvest today.In the afternoon, I returned to the port and handed over the fish to the fishmonger, only to get a pitifully small amount of money.Nojima stuffed the money in his pocket casually, bought some food and took it home.Xiaobai still didn't look forward to his food very much, he put his food in the kitchen, picked up the phone and called the Hefu at the entrance of the village to come and help repair the refrigerator.

Kazuo arrived on a battery scooter not long after, went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator to check, and shouted wonderingly: "Are you sure the refrigerator is broken?"

"Sure." Nojima walked to the refrigerator and followed, seeing the lights on in the refrigerator, bursts of chill came over his face.

"In the morning, obviously a lot of food was spoiled..." Nojima was inexplicably surprised.

"Is it because the power supply is not connected properly, or is the refrigerator not closed at all? Don't be too sloppy in the future." Kazuo checked the refrigerator carefully to make sure there was no problem and left.

Nojima carefully recalled the situation in the morning, and Kazuo's hypothesis was not valid.If you connect all the things these days... it seems a little weird.

But whether it's weird or scary, Nojima is not afraid of these things.Rather than guessing, find out.

He still gets up in the morning, eats, and goes out as usual.Changed the fishing boat to berth at the port, then carefully went ashore and returned to the vicinity of home.

The wind in the early morning was biting.Wrapped in his clothes, Nojima found an unobtrusive corner to lurk near the house.Throughout the morning, the area around the house was quiet. After all, it was a small fishing village, with only forty or fifty households in total, and even the neighbors rarely appeared nearby.Could it be that I thought too much.Nojima was a little depressed.Just when he was about to come out and go home to sleep, he saw a thin young man riding a bicycle.In the alley next to Nojima's house, after he parked his bicycle, he looked around to see if there was no one around, then pushed open the door of Nojima's house and walked into the yard.Shiro greeted him shamelessly as if he had greeted Nojima.

Nojima was genuinely surprised.He tensed up and walked to the courtyard door, and saw the man sitting on the corridor outside the eaves with a smile on his face, teasing Xiao Bai.Xiaobai also excitedly ate the food he brought.After teasing for a while, he got up and began to wipe the floor for Nojima, tidying up places that Nojima would not notice.Everything was done with care.At the end of noon, he cleaned Xiaobai's dinner plate again, leaving no evidence of Xiaobai stealing food.

After doing all this, he happily rode his bicycle away again.

Nojima rubbed his head, feeling a little headache.Pushing open the courtyard door to go home, Xiaobai is sitting in front of the porch to wash up.Seeing him come back, she greeted him happily again.Nojima glanced at its round belly, feeling a little annoyed.

Back in the bedroom, Nojima was stunned for a while.Although it had been conceived, Hikoichi Nishizono came to him.But it never felt like this was going to be true.That weak young master always had red eyes and looked like he was about to cry, which made people feel that he was always so pitiful.But time and time again, he proved that he was not as weak as he seemed.Driving and intimidation did not make him stay away from him.

Even being kidnapped and shot wounded...

He seemed to be recovering well, and the gunshot wound probably left no aftereffects.It just looks thinner, as if it could fall down when the wind blows.He doesn't fit in with life here.If he left, he would probably leave too.Still Tokyo suits him.

Thinking so, Nojima dug out his travel bag, opened the closet and stuffed all the clothes in it.After his grandmother passed away, he stayed away from here for many years, and he didn't plan to stay for a long time when he came back.I just didn't expect this day to come so soon.He rubbed his temples.

After Nojima finished packing, he saw the old newspapers on the table.It was a newspaper a few months ago, and there was an article saying that the Xiyuan Temple family would announce the second son who had never shown up.It's just that there has been no follow-up article to this announcement.

Nojima stood up, threw the travel bag on his back, and glanced at the room with nostalgia.After all, it was the place where he grew up, and this room was the place where he lived most at ease.If he had never left the fishing village in his life, and there were not so many right and wrong, it would be a happy thing to live here until his death.He turned around and walked out of the room. Xiaobai didn't know if he felt something, so he yelled softly, walked up to him and rubbed him with his body.

"Maybe we will meet good people in the future." Nojima scratched its chin: "Even if you don't have good people, you are already strong, and you should be able to catch fish at the port."

Xiaobai meowed, as if to stay.

Nojima picked it up, and if he left, maybe Yanyi would take it in, so there was no need to worry about its survival.But still hesitating in his heart, Nojima lingered in front of the door, and the travel bag fell to the ground with a plop.Nojima picked up the travel bag and saw the broken strap dragging on the ground.This bag has only been with me for a few years, and it has already worn out like this.It's not cool to carry it around like this, so let's buy a new bag.

He threw the travel bag back into the room, and Yasuda and the others had already heard the sound of their return in front of the door.This day, hungry.Nojima sighed and took another cup noodle.

The fishing village was not far from the town, and in such a remote town, what happened and who came, it didn't sound like much effort.The only novel in the town has a new science teacher, surnamed Xiyuansi, who lives in the dormitory converted from the primary school classroom.That is, the teacher from Tokyo that Mika said.

In the early morning, Nojima went to sea as usual, and returned in the afternoon after dealing with the catch of the year.Xiaobai greeted him as usual.After going back and forth like this for two or three days, Nojima felt that, in fact, this had no effect on life.As long as you don't face each other, it's fine to pretend you don't know.He's not afraid to go to new places, he just lingers here.

Accepting such persuasion, Nojima decided to continue pretending to be ignorant of the incident with Hikoichi.

In November, the weather is getting colder and the wind is getting bitter.The fishing boats gradually stopped in the harbor and never left the port.Nojima gave up his boat and followed Mr. Yasuda out to sea for the last time this year.Although Mr. Yasuda's boat is big and can go far, the harvest is only ordinary.Yasuda and Nojima handed over the fish to the fishmonger and went home.Just before arriving at the yard, I heard Xiaobai's melodious whine.

An Tian laughed and said, "It seems to be very hungry."

When Nojima opened the door, he saw Xiaobai following him all the way, expecting to get food from him.Nojima checked its plate, except for a few fish bones from yesterday, there was no trace of anything else.

"Didn't you come today?" Nojima muttered in a low voice, took out a fish from the refrigerator and cut a piece for Xiaobai.

Nothing else in the house changed.Even the soy sauce bottle that Nojima put down on purpose before going out was not lifted up.Unaccustomed to walking around the house, Nojima couldn't help but put on his shoes and walked to Yasuda's house next door.Yasuda's family was preparing to serve dinner, and Mrs. Yasuda was busy carrying the rice and rice, but Shihua kept following her and chattered to her about her cold.

"Who is sick?" Nojima asked.

"Teacher from Tokyo." Mr. Yasuda replied with a smile.

"Very serious?"

"Cold, from Tokyo, maybe the resistance is weak." Mr. Yasuda curled his lips, "What's wrong with you?"

"Come borrow some miso."

"Let's eat together, what kind of miso do you want?" Mr. Yasuda graciously invited Nojima to have dinner together.Nojima insisted on taking a little miso home.

When he got home, he threw the miso in the kitchen, and rode the bicycle that had not been transported in the yard for a long time to the school in the town.The school gate had been closed long ago, so it was easy to find a dormitory, and it must be the only house with lights on.

Nojima climbed over the wall to enter, and tiptoed to the dormitory that was converted from a classroom.As soon as he walked to the window, he heard the sound of coughing. Nojima frowned and saw Hikoichi working at his desk with his clothes on through the gap in the curtain.

But it's just teaching an elementary school. Do you need to work so hard?Nojima snorted disdainfully.This person, who has never been able to take care of himself, still pretends to take care of others like an invisible person.

Standing silently by the window for a while, Nojima turned and left when he saw Hikoichi went to sleep.

It is rare for Nojima to live a normal day and night without going to sea.Just as Shihua was going to school, he put the brewed cold tea in a thermos and handed it to Shihua, "Here is cold tea for you. Be careful of catching a cold when the weather changes."

"Ah, Mr. Nojima, would you still do such a thing?" Shika looked at him in surprise.

"what."

"But you are too old for me, and I already have someone I like." Shihua said seriously.

Nojima laughed, "You can also give it to someone you like."

"In this case, thank you Mr. Nojima." Shihua carried the thermos and followed the footsteps of her friends who went to school together.

Ye Dao wandered outside all day, and he was not used to drinking and playing cards like other fishermen to spend the long winter.If he stayed at home, he was afraid that he would run into Yan Yi.If you come across... Should I leave?

Nojima walked along the winter coastline with his hands in his pockets, and there were already sporadic icicles on the beach.In fact, is he enjoying the appearance of everyone pretending not to know each other?What if one day, one of them will not want to do this again, but suddenly face to face?

I have been thinking about it all day, but there is no result.Nojima picked up a pebble on the beach and threw it viciously into the sea.

When I got home at night, Xiaobai was still hungry.It's been two days, this young master, his health is too bad.Nojima sighed, wondering if Mika gave him cold tea.It was the cold tea that my grandmother used to make. When I was a child, I drank it twice for a cold.He opened the refrigerator to find something to eat. Since the refrigerator broke down last time, he threw away all the spoiled food, so he didn't store much.After rummaging around, there is nothing else except noodles, cabbage and fish, which are the most indispensable fish for fishermen.And he didn't want to eat any of these.I don't know what Mr. Yasuda's family ate today.It's better to have a meal in the past.

Thinking about it, he rubbed Xiaobai's head, and went to Mr. Yasuda's house to eat with peace of mind.

Pushing open the door of the courtyard of Mr. Yasuda's house, I heard Mr. Yasuda's hearty laughter in the living room.A place with a lot of people is lively.Nojima shouted at the door with a cigarette in his mouth, "Mr. Yasuda, can I come to eat?"

"Of course, come in quickly." Mr. Yasuda stretched out his head from the living room, beckoning him to come in and warm up.Although it was only early winter, the weather at night was already choking.Nojima threw away the cigarette butt, took off his shoes and climbed up the corridor of Yasuda's house.Yasuda's family seemed to have guests, and they had hot pot for dinner.It's such a joy to eat in such a cold weather.Seeing Mrs. Yasuda bring the bowls and chopsticks, Nojima walked into the room while thanking her.

Sure enough, there was a guest, Nojima glanced around and saw that the guest was holding a newspaper, covering his entire face.Nojima wasn't interested in the guests themselves, but since he was a guest of Mr. Yasuda's house, he couldn't be rude.He looked at An Tian: "This is..."

"Shihua's teacher, because he helped Shihua pick up the schoolbag that fell into the river a few days ago, he slipped into the river and caught a cold. He recovered, and we specially invited him to be our guest." Mr. Yasuda smiled and pointed to the back of the newspaper The person said: "Mr. Xiyuanji, this is my neighbor Nojima, who also stayed in Tokyo."

Nojima felt a chill down his spine.The guest chuckled, and slowly put down the newspaper, revealing the thin face of Hikoichi Saizonoji.Since he had just been ill for a while, his complexion was not very good, he was pale, as if he was very tired.Watching Nojima's eyes flicker and wander for a while, finally falling on Nojima's face: "Mr. Nojima, hello."

"Oh, hello..." Nojima replied dully.I have imagined the situation I faced many times, but I never thought of such a situation.In Mr. Yasuda's house, letting him go is neither staying nor staying.

Shihua proudly showed off to him: "Mr. Nojima, thank you for your cold tea. Mr. Xiyuanji got better quickly after drinking the cold tea you gave."

"I see, thank you..." Yanyi nodded to Nojima again.Nojima Meki's point goes back.

The good hot pot was delicious, Nojima looked up at Yan Yi from time to time, and Yan Yi was also looking at him.The eyes of the two met briefly, and then quickly moved away.After finally eating enough, Nojima hastily put down the bowl and chopsticks, "I have to go back to feed the cat, so don't bother me."

"You're welcome." Mr. and Mrs. Yasuda sent him away with a smile.

When Nojima returned home, he drank a large glass of cold water to calm himself down.It's time to go, it's time to go.He ran back to the room to get his bag, but the bag was broken last time, and he said he didn't buy a new one.He didn't have any other suitcases or anything like that.If you really want to go, why bother with the bag.Nojima thought about it, and took out his broken bag.After packing two pieces of clothes, he threw them aside and grabbed his hair fiercely.Why was he so hasty? Yan Yi was always the one who was in a hurry to him from before.It can't be like this, even if you want to leave, you must go in an open and aboveboard way.

Nojima was a little angry, and after throwing off his coat, he went to the bathroom to take a shower.As soon as I took off my clothes, I saw that the lower half was already half-hard.These days... it's in great spirits.But Nojima was in no mood to serve him.He picked up the shower head and rushed at himself, then wrapped himself in a towel and walked out of the bathroom.

"Nojima...brother." Yan Yi came here at some unknown time, standing in the living room.Xiao Bai was spinning around his feet very excitedly.

"Why are you here?" Nojima said unhappily.

"I came to see you, how are you doing recently?"

"Thanks to you, no one pesters me, and I live well." Nojima said coldly.

"Really, then I can rest assured." Yan Yi whispered, "I left Xiyuan Temple's house, and my father said that I would be deleted from the household registration."

Is it another trick?Nojima looked at Yanichi, he still didn't evolve at all like a year ago.

"What does it have to do with me?" Nojima said indifferently with a hint of sarcasm.

"Yes, I'm here to find you. If you plan to leave, no matter where you go, I will find you." Yan Yi said stubbornly with a nasal voice.

Nojima trembled slightly when he saw his soft face despite his stubborn expression.In order to cover up, he leaned on the threshold, "You are really thick-skinned, you have been like this before, and you are still like this now. Go back, I can't accompany you. If you must do this, I have no choice but to leave here."

"Why do you have to avoid me, don't you love me just like I love you?" Yan Yi looked at him gloomyly.

"Stop being sentimental." Nojima's tone was a bit rude.

"Why don't you admit it? Because Brother Huangyi, you feel guilty. Let's bear these crimes together. If we want to go to hell, we will go together. We will be judged by Brother Huangyi in the future, and we will face it together."

"I don't like you." Nojima gritted his teeth, exhausting his indifference.

"Don't lie." Yanyi pointed at the newspaper he put on the table indifferently, "If this doesn't mean anything, please recall the feeling of kissing me last time. In the hospital, when I was still unconscious, You say goodbye to me..."

"That's your dream."

"No." Yanyi approached Nojima, raised his feet and gently kissed Nojima's trembling lips, and pressed his hand on his bare chest.There the heart almost jumped out.

"Please stop running away."

Nojima took a deep breath and looked up at the ceiling.A weak laugh of "haha" came out of his throat.Suddenly, he stopped laughing and looked at Yan Yi sharply.Yan Yi met his four eyes without flinching.

"Aren't you afraid that you will become unlucky? Just like Kouichi..."

"No, I'm not Brother Huangyi. I won't use his way to solve everything. As long as we can be together, there is nothing terrible in the endless hell."

Nojima stared at Yanichi, watching the determination blooming from his weak body.He has been like this since the beginning, like a moth to a flame without hesitation.If I brought all of this to him, then what if I turned into ashes together with him?

"Brother..." Yanyi called softly again.

He pressed Yanyi hard against the wall, "So, are you really ready to fall into hell with me?"

"Yes." Yan nodded firmly.

"Then let's go to hell together." Nojima ripped off his clothes rudely, controlled the pink nipples with his fingertips, and pried open Yanichi's lips with the hot tip of his tongue.

The author has something to say:

I don't remember the day when I opened the article, anyway, it's flat.I don't know if anyone is still obsessed with this.