Luggage Syndrome

The sky in big cities is always gray, like a dispensable background board.

Pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, and few people will look up at the sky above their heads to see the faint twinkling stars.They seem to care more about whether there will be a dog SHI on the ground than whether there will be stars in the sky.

Of course, they were occasionally driven by curiosity, and followed Liang Yicheng, who stood by the river and looked up at the sky, to look up at the rare clear night sky.

The wind blows away the mist and blows the clouds into the distance.Faint starlight revealed in the night sky, and the brightest star shone faintly inwardly.

Just like his timid cat.

Liang Yicheng's mood suddenly improved. He twisted his sore neck, and suddenly realized that there were more people around him, and they raised their heads for no reason.

Liang Yicheng: "?"

He scratched his head and carefully walked out of the crowd.

Back downstairs at Fu Lang's house, Liang Yicheng suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Every time he passed here, he just looked forward.

When going out, he would look at the gate of the community.When returning home, he would look at the iron gate downstairs of Fu Lang's house.

Everything is so natural.

But this time, he chose to stand there and slowly raised his head.

In the dimness, he faintly saw a small white figure behind the screen window of Fu Lang's house.

Sensing his stay, the white figure was so excited that he leaned against the screen window, and the familiar meow gradually became clearer.

"Meow meow--"

Born as a human, what catches his eyes is the vast three thousand worlds.

But in their eyes, he is the whole world.

The white figure gradually blurred, he lowered his head, and strode towards the door of the house.

The sound of the noon soap opera on TV, the smell of cooking from the kitchen, and the sandalwood dining table where the bowls and chopsticks are neatly arranged.

It is the tranquility of home.

Fu Lang sat on the sofa, playing with the white porcelain tea set left by Fu Jianliang.

This set of white porcelain tea sets is the most common-looking set among the various tea sets in Fu Jianliang's collection, but it is the one that Fu Lang has been using since he was a child when he learned how to make tea, and it is also his favorite set.

It is precisely because it is unremarkable that it survived the "ransack" by some relatives in the name of helping to clean up.

When moving, Fu Lang painstakingly wrapped layer after layer of newspaper and foam paper before carefully putting it into his backpack and taking it to his grandpa's house.

This is also one of the few relics of Fu Jianliang that has been successfully preserved.

Even if he takes good care of it, the white porcelain cup in his hand that has been used for more than ten years will inevitably turn yellow.

The traces of the years are indelible.

Fu Lang put the white porcelain cup lightly, poured the boiled hot water into the mug, he picked it up, and took a sip very slowly.

"Alang, let's serve." Wu Yue walked out of the kitchen with a plate of delicious preserved vegetables and braised pork. Seeing him staring at the tea set, he asked, "Would you like some tea?"

Fu Lang smiled and replied: "I want to have a drink, but I don't want to."

The ordinary lunch time was like a scene that had repeatedly appeared in his dreams for many years.

The taste of the food made by his mother is so real, how many familiar moments made him almost cry.

Fu Lang chewed slowly, finished the food on the table bit by bit, and then put down the bowl and chopsticks.

The feeling of loneliness went deep into his bone marrow, and he understood how precious this moment of reunion was than anyone else.

That sentence hidden in my heart doesn't seem to be so heavy anymore.

"Mom... Do you want to move to City G?"

Wu Yue smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes sank deeply, but his eye sockets gradually turned red.

"Alang, I'm really happy that you have such a heart. Your Auntie Li has been telling me about you since you came back from G City. I know you have always put your mother in your heart. You are really a Good boy.

"I also really want to go to G City with you and live with you... But, your grandparents are getting old, and I can't let go. Life is impermanent. I want to spend more time with them."

"Of course, I'm also worried about you, child. I often think, how are you doing in G City alone? Are you sleeping well and eating well? Although you said it was very good every time you called , but Mom knows that you love to be brave, and you won’t tell others when you feel uncomfortable, I’m really worried about you..."

"mom……"

Fu Lang wanted to persuade him again, but he didn't know what to say.

"What a silly boy." Wu Yue gently touched Fu Lang's head, just like he treated him when he was young, "You are not alone now, are you?"

Fu Lang was stunned.

"Mom, you...how did you know?"

"Although your mother is old, her eyesight is good. Look at the expression on your phone every night. If you still can't see that you are in love, then your father and I have been talking for nothing for decades. "

Fu Lang's expression was calm, but his cheeks were slightly red.

"And, Aaron, you've really changed. Mom can feel that you've had a good time recently. The person you met must be a very good person."

Wu Yue took Fu Lang's hand, and rested his head on his shoulder. His gray hair lost its elasticity, and the feeling of brushing across his neck was very clear.

He took a deep breath and spoke slowly:

"I picked up a cat, it's very naughty and cute."

"I met a man who was kind and gentle."

"He is... a boy. I love him very much. He makes me feel that I am still alive, I still have a family, and I am still entitled to be loved."

After Fu Lang finished speaking, Wu Yue fell silent.

He couldn't see Wu Yue's expression, so he felt extremely anxious.

Wu Yue suddenly said, "Is that boy named Xiao Liang?"

Fu Lang was taken aback, but fortunately Wu Yue was pillowing him, otherwise he might have jumped up at this time.

Wu Yue was amused by his reaction, let go of his hand, sat up straight on the sofa, and said:

"Your Auntie Li came back from G City and kept praising me about that kid named Xiaoliang. I was wondering at the time, she didn't tell me about you, she only talked about what Xiaoliang was doing."

Wu Yue looked at Fu Lang with great interest, clicked his tongue twice, and said, "So it's not someone else's Xiaoliang, but our Xiaoliang."

Fu Lang never expected that Wu Yue would already know about Liang Yicheng, let alone be ridiculed by her. He was so embarrassed that he called out, "Mom!"

Seeing that her son's ears were turning red, Wu Yue tried hard to hold back his laughter and said, "Why, I didn't say that Xiao Liang was bad. Although I was surprised that you found a boy, but then again , How many girls can stand your character?"

Fu Lang couldn't laugh or cry, hesitated to speak, and was at a loss for a moment.

Wu Yue stopped teasing him, opened his arms, hugged his tall son, patted his back lightly, and said in a low voice: "Whether it's a boy or a girl, there is someone who can replace me... It is enough to have your dad by your side, to accompany you, take care of you, and love you. Ah Lang, life is really short, you should cherish it. "

Warm hands, warm eyes.

He still shed tears after all.

The soft light yellow light, the smell of home cooking, the sandalwood dining table, the lover beside, the cat son under the table.

Fu Lang suddenly laughed.

"Brother Lang, what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, has your internship unit been decided yet?"

"Well! I don't really like the companies arranged by the school. My dad introduced me to a good one, which is also very close to your hospital. We can have lunch together, and I can wait for you to get off work!"

Fu Lang looked tenderly at Liang Yicheng who was beaming with joy, and said, "That's pretty good."

"Yes! By the way, Brother Lang, when will you take your next vacation? I'm going to ask the boss for a vacation in advance!"

Fu Lang laughed and said, "You haven't even started working yet, so you think about taking a vacation?"

"It was you who said that you would take me to your hometown for the next holiday! Don't let people look forward to it?"

After eating and drinking, Liang Yicheng burped, bent down to pick up the little white cat who couldn't hold his legs, and said, "Can we bring Xiaobai with us this time?"

"Watch it perform."

"Okay, Xiaobai, let's start special training today! First, you have to learn to be cute with your father..."

"Meow--"

The little white cat had gained a lot of weight, its long white fur was fluffy and soft, and it was lying lazily on his lap with a look of lovelessness.

"Yi Cheng."

"Ok?"

"Meow-"

Liang Yicheng raised his head, just as the little white cat howled loudly, so he only saw Fu Lang's thin lips move slowly, and then bent into a seductive arc.

It is clearly those three words.

"?!" Liang Yicheng, who missed a hundred million, was furious. He pinched the little white cat's chubby face and said angrily, "Don't interrupt the children when adults talk!"

"Meow meow--!"

【End of text】

The author says:

It's over.There are many things I want to say. First of all, I would like to thank you who have accompanied me all the way. Although this article is very short, it took 13 months to write, which is really long. 13 months, enough for me to change from a person to a pigeon【Huh.But don't panic, even if I become an ace pigeon, the story I should tell will still be finished with everyone, just a little slower.Of course, there will still be extra episodes, because I still have a car that I want to race. Everyone continue to support it!Follow Weibo to get new pigeon pictures at any time!Today is Nurses' Day, so I wish Lang and all nurses a happy holiday!