unspeakable ice

When Yu Xiaolong returned to the mansion, Shi Jie rushed to question him, didn't he agree that after this summer vacation at the latest, he would treat you as if you were going on vacation? Fuck off.

In the end, I ran up to see that not only did he have no intention of coming back, but he also took some of his winter clothes away, obviously planning to stay for a long time.

Shi Jie was speechless, and turned his head to wish them a happy marriage for a hundred years.

He was quite shocked, really, he originally thought that Yu Xiaolong wouldn't be able to survive this summer, but he didn't expect that he was preparing for winter now.

But it really depends on his attitude, it doesn't look like he wants to last for a long time, Shi Jie is also confused, he doesn't know what's going on now.

Yu Xiaolong knew he was in the wrong, but he didn't know how to tell him. No one would be so pessimistic to impose a time limit on an ongoing relationship that seemed to race against time.

Where is the limit of the period, he doesn't know, ask Xia Cong, Xia Cong may tell him, but he doesn't want to ask.

You can live a day without asking him.

He has always been living day by day, before and now, this life and that life, without him, there is still him, there should be no difference.

Yu Xingqiang wanted to have an operation to cut off part of the tumor. The doctor said it was palliative and could not be cured under the current circumstances. After discussing with Cai Qunying, he insisted on doing it, so he came to Yu Xiaolong.

Yu Xiaolong asked them to discuss it with him in advance, instead of notifying him. Just such a sentence, Yu Xingqiang misunderstood that he didn't want to take the money, and the two quarreled on the phone.

The irony is that this is the most conversation between father and son after Yu Xingqiang returned to the family.

Yu Xiaolong really didn't have enough money on hand, the cost of the operation was not small, plus some nursing expenses after the operation, it was not a small sum, Cai Qunying cried and said how could he not save it, and asked him to borrow it from relatives and friends.

There are no relatives and friends who are willing to lend them money. I didn’t see how generous they were when they were rich. After so many years of doing it, even if they didn’t offend them, they would run away if they heard about their situation.

To Yu Xingqiang, Yu Xiaolong can't say that he has no feelings at all, and sometimes he can't bear to see him suffering from illness, but he might not feel good if another stranger suffers in front of him.

So that's all.

Both he and Cai Qunying knew in their hearts that it would be like this if the disease was cured, it was nothing more than delaying time, how long it took to wait to see fate, but he couldn't say that it would not be cured, even if Cai Qunying didn't make trouble with him, he couldn't bear it in his heart That close.

If he didn't speak out, they thought he couldn't speak out, so before he made any statement, they tried their best to force him so that he couldn't speak.

Yu Xingqiang and Cai Qunying's attitude towards him now is as if whether his own father can survive depends entirely on his consciousness and conscience. Such a way of passing responsibility has never considered his feelings in the end.

In their eyes, he only needs to be responsible for taking the money, and taking the money is tantamount to fulfilling his filial piety.

During that time, Yu Xiaolong couldn't sleep well. He often went back and forth between the hospital and his home. What he thought about most every day was money, where to get money and what to do in the future. .

He felt that he might be really cheap. He said he didn't recognize him at the beginning, and he really didn't give him any good looks after he came back, but now he actually forced himself to this for such a person.

In the end, he had no other choice, he didn't want to talk to Xia Cong, so he ran to Uncle Yin to borrow it, and Uncle Yin readily gave the money, but he didn't say it was a loan from him, only that it was his salary for the next two years.

Unlike Shi Jie who was rushing to "sell himself", Yu Xiaolong obviously didn't think about his future plans, but he had some inexplicable resistance to this disguised coercion, as if he was still looking forward to getting out of this quagmire as soon as possible.

Yu Xiaolong had something on his mind, and he became more and more silent. Xia Cong was also busy at that time. to others.

The communication between the two became less and less. Sometimes Yu Xiaolong stayed in bed with him in the hospital and didn't go back all night. Xia Cong would not ask a question, as if he didn't notice that he was not there at all, or that he didn't care whether he was there or not. any impact.

It has been a few months since the last frankness, and they have never quarreled during this time, which was originally a good thing, Yu Xiaolong didn't know what Xia Cong was thinking, but he felt that it shouldn't be like this.

They are becoming strangers and drifting away under the same roof. Xia Cong explained the ins and outs that night, but it didn't make Yu Xiaolong feel more at ease. Instead, because of his calculations against Gu Ran, he shuddered .

It's always easy to lie to him, sometimes even without internal logic, he can only comfort himself, at least Xia Cong didn't hurt him again, right?

But when he thought about it, Gu actually didn't know that Xia Cong was using him until now, and he still felt ashamed of him, so he couldn't continue to deceive himself calmly.

He also reflected on himself, whether he was asking too much, whether he had more problems, he shouldn't think like this, Xia Cong told him, the wound was not turned out to him to let him convict him in his heart a villain.

He should believe more than always doubt.

So they still eat at the same table and have sex on the same bed.

Sometimes Yu Xiaolong couldn't help asking him if he didn't think there was a problem between them.

And Xia Cong's answer was, question?what is the problem?Is there anything that you can't solve by sticking me on the bed.

It's because of you hitting me on the bed that I solved everything. Yu Xiaolong slammed the door and left.

He is not keen on having sex, he is only keen on having sex, the way Xia Cong looks at him always makes him mistakenly think that he is also deeply loved.

When Yu Xiaolong went back, there was no light in the living room. He thought that Xia Cong hadn't come back yet, so he turned on the light and found him sitting on the sofa with his back facing him, wondering what he was thinking.

Yu Xiaolong was changing shoes at the door, deliberately making some noise, Xia Cong turned his head and smiled at him, "I'm back."

After a long absence, when he saw the soft smile on the corner of his mouth, Yu Xiaolong told himself not to care about the complicated look that flashed across Xia Cong's face when he turned around. He slightly adjusted his tone, and said softly, "Are you done?"

Xia Cong didn't answer, but asked, "The Chinese New Year is only two days away, what are your plans?"

Yu Xiaolong looked at him, "Are you still planning to go back this year?"

Xia Cong was a little dazed, as if he was reminded that Yu Xiaolong had a family here, he has been living here, and has been with him all the time, but this does not mean that he will spend the New Year with him.

He smiled, "Forgot."

Xia Cong looked after him, followed Yu Xiaolong's standing posture and stopped at one place, and said: "It's like last year, after you finish dinner, can I come pick you up?"

This is a bit pathetic. Yu Xiaolong doesn't know what to say when he thinks of his ugly family. If it's just this request, he really has no reason to refuse. He nodded and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water.

Xia Cong got up and came over, put back the ice water in his hand, squeezed his face, "Why are you unhappy, who messed with you?"

Yu Xiaolong stepped back a little, avoiding his hand, without looking at him, "Hot."

Today the indoor temperature is not too high, at least Xia Cong doesn't feel hot, especially Yu Xiaolong came back from outside.

He withdrew his hand, for a few seconds, he didn't know what to say, of course he felt the unfamiliarity with Yu Xiaolong during this period, "It's been a long time since I practiced the piano, let me play a piece of music for you to listen to."

Yu Xiaolong: "..."

Xia Cong put the violin on the stand, posed in a serious posture, glanced at him, and slowly turned his head affectionately. Yu Xiaolong thought he was going to play some famous song, but when the notes popped out, it turned out to be "Backgammon" .

Yu Xiaolong wanted to open the refrigerator to get water again.

Xia Cong refused to let go.

When Yu Xiaolong left, he followed him every step of the way, like a peacock spreading its tail, it would jump in front of him whenever there was an opening, and spread out its gorgeous feathers. He had to watch it and give it a compliment.

Yu Xiaolong couldn't bear it anymore, entered the room, closed the door, Xia Cong leaned on his shoulders, and slipped in through the crack of the door, the key is that he didn't miss a single syllable, stepping on every point joyfully.

Yu Xiaolong finally couldn't laugh or cry, the main reason was that the music was so joyful that it was hard for people to lose face.

Xia Cong waited until he laughed before stopping and changed to "Happy New Year".

Pulled three times in a row.

After drawing his bow, it touched Yu Xiaolong's face, and slowly slid down to his neck, and then fell inch by inch, opening the collar of his sweater.

Yu Xiaolong looked at him, Xia Cong suddenly bit his collarbone, his jaw was heavy, he was on guard all at once, but felt his teeth just knocked, and soon relaxed again.

On New Year's Eve, when Yu Xiaolong was leaving, Xia Cong was making dumplings in the kitchen, saying that even if you celebrate the New Year alone, you must have a sense of ritual and live your life like a poem...

He fried seven or eight dishes in one go, in case Yu Xiaolong didn't have enough to eat at home, he could eat some more when he came back.

Xia Cong made an appointment with him to pick him up at night, and showed him a trunk of fireworks he bought. Since it is a festival, these lively things are always indispensable.

Yu Xiaolong actually had a feeling, he always felt that Xia Cong had something to say to him during this time, but he kept silent, so he didn't ask, and he was afraid of asking something bad.

When he walked downstairs in his community, Cai Qunying had already called several times to ask him when he would be back. It was very windy and cold outside, and Yu Xiaolong was still having difficulty breathing even though he wrapped his clothes tightly.

He told her that he was busy and would not be coming back. Before Cai Qunying could ask, he hung up the phone, put on his hat, and ran outside quickly.

Xia Cong was a little surprised when he saw him. The fireworks that had just been lit in front of him jumped out. Yu Xiaolong quickly grabbed him. The two of them just retreated. The next second, with a scream, the flames cut through the thick black and exploded. A full-bodied flower.

"Did you finish eating so soon?" Xia Cong asked.

"Look at it!" Yu Xiaolong was a little annoyed that he didn't notice it, he took the lighter out of Xia Cong's hand, walked to the fireworks he lined up, separated a little distance, and lit them all in one go up.

The scene of a hundred flowers blooming is quite spectacular, Xia Cong must have spent a lot of money, these fireworks are much higher than the others that Yu Xiaolong has seen in this area before in terms of fullness and color brightness.

He said he wanted to put it together with him, but he didn't come. Yu Xiaolong didn't know if he would have finished the row by himself if Xia Cong didn't show up. He now reasonably suspects that he cooked so many dishes that he might not even have a bite. eat.

He wanted to ask him what's the matter, Xia Cong raised his head, his side face had a curve that would still fascinate him no matter how many times he looked at it, he thought he didn't tell him how much he liked it when he said nothing to himself jawline.

The flickering flames cast light spots of different colors and shades on their faces, Xia Cong was not as close to him as usual, he stood at his original place, spoke very softly, but was not overwhelmed by the noise around him.

He said, "Yu Xiaolong, I'm leaving."