I have a Secret

He forcibly separated the two friends, "I won't tell you, lest you take it out and touch it if you have nothing to do."

Qi Feng, "..."

"Uncle, don't you feel like you're dreaming, you have to touch it a few times before you believe it's real."

As he was talking, he felt that he had really fallen into it all his life, and he would never be able to get out until he died, "Come on, call me husband."

Huang Dan yawned, but the sound of husband was indistinct.

Qi Feng refused to let go, and tickled him. He pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly, and called out those two words seriously, "Husband."

"Sleep, okay? I'm sleepy."

"Not good, if you don't exercise before going to bed, your body will age easily."

Huang Dan was picked up, the whole body weight was on the man, and he was mostly awake, "Then you come, I'll sleep for a while."

Soon he was half dead.

Working on the construction site will face unexpected dangers. A worker was working in the basement. He fainted due to lack of oxygen and woke up with dementia. I gave tens of thousands of yuan.

Qi Feng didn't tell Huang Dan about this because he was afraid that he would be worried.

Huang Dan still knew about it. He saw it from news reports, and he discussed with Qi Feng whether he could stop working on the project and try to change a job.

Qi Feng started a company in the second half of the year.

Huang Dan was surprised, "Where did you get the money?"

Qi Feng casually said that he has been investing, "How is it? Do you want to see your man's new battlefield tomorrow?"

Huang Dan said yes, "If you are in debt, tell me, I have saved a lot of money now."

Qi Feng tut tut, "Mrs. Qi is amazing."

As he spoke, he circled the people, bowed his head and kissed for a long, long time.

That time was so long that the symptoms of hypoxia appeared in the yellow sheet, and the mouth was broken, except for numbness, and it took a long time to recover.

Men's menopause is quite scary, and pornography has adapted to it since the first contact.

Every time Qi Feng makes unreasonable troubles, Huang Dan can deal with it.

When Qi Feng kicked over the sofa in the living room because Huang Dan went out to eat with a friend from an outsourcing company, Huang Dan stood aside and said, "I told you that we will quarrel, will you Reasonable, remember?"

Qi Feng's forehead twitched, and the depression in his heart was swept away, "I was wrong."

Huang Dan said, "I forgive you."

He'd said it before, and it's still the same, and it only applies to the same person.

Qi Feng undid a few buttons, "You are not a kitten or puppy, you can go out, but can you tell me."

"You go to a place I don't know, I will panic."

Huang Dan sighed, "I sent you a text message."

Qi Feng also sighed, "That doesn't count, I'm still very worried."

Huang Dan said, "I promise you, whenever I go out in the future, I will send you the exact location, including when I go out and when I come back."

Qi Feng held the young man's hands, he lowered his head and buried his face in it, not daring to meet the young man's eyes, "Is uncle like a psycho?"

Huang Dan said, "No, you just like me too much."

Qi Feng's body trembled, it wasn't liking, it was love, fool.

Three years later, Qi Feng took Huang Dan to see their home.

It took Qi Feng half a year to select that piece of land. He spent most of his savings to buy it, and he couldn't wait to hold it in front of his lover, wanting to get affirmation.

Huang Dan said, "I like it very much."

Qi Feng made him cry in the car.

Modifying the design drawings, supervising and participating in the decoration, buying furniture, these things were all done by Huang Dan and Qi Feng.

They are full of expectations for their future home, and they also give all the beauty and hope.

The day before moving into the new home, Huang Dan and Qi Feng went to the furniture store after having lunch. They went to see the lamps and wanted to buy another lamp for the study.

Less than 3 minutes after Huang Dan and Qi Feng walked out of the furniture mall, an accident happened.

At that moment, Huang Dan didn't think about anything.

When the blood clot was coughed out from Huang Dan's mouth, his consciousness began to blur, he couldn't feel the pain, only when the world was dark, he knew that it was time for him to leave.

Huang Dan struggled to hold his eyelids. There was only blood in his vision, and he could not see the figure of the man. He moved his lips, feeling very sad. They will be moving tomorrow. It is their new home, which has been designed with a lot of thought, including the furniture. , Small to tablecloth, wallpaper, are carefully selected.

It's a pity that I can't live in it, it's too late.

Huang Dan tilted his head, his blood-covered face was facing one direction, which was where the man fell, his eyes were not closed, they were wide open, because he hadn't seen the man yet, he was unwilling.

Huang Dan kept his eyes open until he died.

After that accident, Qi Feng had serious sequelae. He dared not drive or ride in a car. When he saw a car, he was covered in sweat, his heart throbbed, and he was on the verge of fainting.

It took two full years before Qi Feng's symptoms eased.

Qi Feng began to write letters. When the young man was still there, the most serious thing he did every year was to love him. Now that the young man is gone, the most serious thing is to write to him.

More than 300 days a year, more than 300 letters, all stored in the big box.

Qi Feng didn't think about how many letters he would write, he would keep writing, and he would write until the day he lived.

Whenever he woke up from the dream, Qi Feng would run out and call the young man's name in the house, but there was no response, never.

When he was exhausted from running, Qi Feng would open the drawer and take out the two rings in a daze.

After dawn, the ring was covered with water.

Day by day, other people's life trajectory is changing, but Qi Feng's is not. His life trajectory is stuck on the day of the young man's death.

The days the young man left were getting longer and longer, and the house became more and more deserted.

Sometimes Qi Feng sat motionless on the balcony, and there was no sound from morning to night. The whole house seemed to be in hell, without the slightest breath of living people.

Zhang Yao would call Qi Feng every month, nothing else, just to ask about his situation and talk about her own situation.

Qi Feng knew that Zhang Yao did that because she was afraid that he would be overwhelmed.

He finds it funny.

Colleagues and friends around him all know that he is living a good life, has a house, a car, and a good career, and will be even better in the future. How can he not think about it?

Once Qi Feng came out of the company very late, instead of going home, he went to the restaurant he used to go with the young man, which was closed.

Qi Feng didn't leave, but stood at the door smoking a cigarette.

A cigarette in his hand was burned out, Qi Feng's fingers were hot and red, he didn't care, just put his hand in his trousers pocket, walking aimlessly on the street, like a homeless lonely soul wild ghost.

In fact, he has no home.

Without that person, where would there be any home.

There was the sound of fighting not far ahead, and Qi Feng saw seven or eight adults attacking the two teenagers. He just took out his mobile phone in his pocket to call the police, and did not go up to do anything.

The two teenagers found Qi Feng and looked at him for help.

Qi Feng was indifferent.

The police who received the report came soon, and when they heard the sound of the police car, the group of people scattered and fled.

The two rescued teenagers didn't seem to expect that someone could be so cold-blooded, they stared at Qi Feng angrily, and yelled some curse words.

Qi Feng was expressionless, he walked away without stopping, and smiled with the corners of his lips up, the smile was uglier than crying.

In the past, Qi Feng didn't care if he had a headache and fever, but now it's different, even if it's a small cold, he would rush to the hospital nervously.

Doctors often have weird expressions, probably because they have never seen a man who is more than 40 years old so afraid of death.

It's just a small cold, why are you so flustered?

No one knew that Qi Feng was not afraid of death, he didn't want to live long ago.

But even though his heart is empty, and he wants to die in pain, he can't die, he must live, live well.

Because this life was bought by that person with his own life, there can be no mistakes.

The more Qi Feng loves that person, the more he values ​​his own life.

He recalled everything that happened that day countless times, and blamed himself for not protecting the young man at that time. As long as he thought of this, he would bite the back of his hand, the bite was bloody and bloody, but he didn't feel the pain at all.

It is really painful to live alone.

There is not a single book in Qi Feng's study room, but wishing bottles are all placed in rows, and each bottle is filled with stars.

He has a wish, he wants to live life after life with young people.

One day Qi Feng received a call from Zhang Yao, who said she was getting married.

Zhang Yao was originally single. She thought that she would never partner with any man in her life, but her brother was gone, and her parents were the only ones.

The word "marry" began to appear in Zhang Yao's life plan, bouncing around uncontrollably.

She finally felt like dragging those two words into real life.

The groom-to-be is Zhang Yao's college classmate. He has fallen in love with her since the first semester of his freshman year, silently, and has always liked her.

When the boy plucked up the courage to confess, Zhang Yao looked at him and thought of her brother.

She thought that if a person spends years secretly in love with another person, it won't be so bad.

Zhang Yao agreed to the other party because she wanted to give it a try.

After that, they are just like ordinary couples, they will do some ordinary and idiotic behaviors, and don't care about other people's eyes.

Everything will happen naturally.

The relationship between two people ends at one stage and enters a new stage, and the matching relationship will change from a couple to a husband and wife.

June [-]th was Zhang Yao's wedding, and Qi Feng showed up that day.

Zhang Yao cried with joy, "Brother Qi, I'm really glad you can come."

Her parents never knew that there was someone who loved their son, the love of their lives.

Zhang Yao didn't intend to tell this matter.

Because her brother is another party involved and is no longer around, no matter what the outcome is, it doesn't make any sense.

Zhang Yao's thoughts came back. She looked at the man in front of her. He was wearing a tailor-made high-end suit, and his figure was tall and steady.

After a long silence, Zhang Yao asked, "Brother Qi, how have you been all these years?"

Qi Feng put one hand in his pocket, "Very good."

Zhang Yao observed carefully, for fear of accidentally touching the wound in the man's heart, "It's been five years, brother Qi, are you okay?"

Qi Feng smiled and said, "I'm living a good life, isn't that the best explanation?"

Zhang Yao's breathing tightened, the man was smiling, but her sad eyes were sour, and she wanted to cry.

Mother Zhang came over and looked at the figure who had already left, "Xiaoyao, who is that? Why does Mom look familiar?"

Zhang Yao dodged her eyes, "A friend."

Mother Zhang's complexion changed, and her emotions became very agitated, "What friend, is it Qi Feng, right? He still has the face to come here?"

Zhang Yao whispered, "Mom, it's been several years."

"If your brother hadn't been trying to save him back then, how could he have been run over by a car... He's not a human being..."

Zhang's mother tongue is incoherent, "Mom has always dreamed of your brother when he left in the past few years. He must be in pain. After your brother's first love got married... he fell into the problem of being afraid of pain. How painful it must be, Xiaoyao , your brother..."

Zhang Yao's eyes were also red, she interrupted, "Mom, stop talking."

The people around were whispering.

At the wedding scene, the bride and her mother are both wiping tears. Which song is this sung?

Those in the know know what's going on.

Zhang's father came over after hearing the commotion, and glanced at his tearful wife, "Today is Xiaoyao's big day, you are crying, what do people think?"

Mother Zhang blew her nose, feeling that she was sorry for her daughter, "Xiaoyao, Mom just missed your brother."

Zhang Yao reassured her and said it was fine, "Dad, Mom, brother's death day is coming soon, let's go see him together then."

Mother Zhang choked up, "Okay, let's go together."

If Father Zhang hadn't pulled her away, she would have cried again.

On the [-]th, it was drizzling and Zhang Yao went early. She asked her lover to park the car some distance from the cemetery. The couple got out of the car and walked to the cemetery holding a black umbrella.

"Mom is dizzy. Dad is worried that she will be alone at home. I didn't come here this time. Will brother be unhappy?"

"No, don't think too much about it."

"It would be great if my brother was still here."

Zhang Yao sighed, she rubbed her belly, and called the baby by his nickname, "Mom will talk to uncle later, you have to be good and obedient, uncle likes obedient children."

The lover stopped and called Zhang Yao, "Xiao Yao, look over there."

Zhang Yao looked over after hearing the reputation, and saw a person squatting in front of her brother's tombstone, and she knew who it was just by looking at her back.

She didn't approach immediately, not wanting to disturb the man at this time, but let her lover help her to the left, and found a remote place to stand.

From this angle, Zhang Yao could clearly see everything in front of the tombstone. She saw that the man was holding a small blue plastic tube in his hand.

The man is folding the stars. He folds them very seriously, and his side face is gentle, which can drown people into it.

Zhang Yao noticed that the man's lips were opening and closing, and he was talking to her brother. She got closer, and there was no longer only the sound of wind and rain in her ears, but the man's hoarse voice.

"The man surnamed He died. I heard that he committed suicide after being oppressed by other prisoners for a long time."

"The man surnamed Liu was released from prison. Unfortunately, within a week after he was released, he crashed into the steel guardrail of the plane while driving drunk, and was pronounced dead in the hospital after rescue efforts failed."

"Your family's debts are all paid off. Your parents have closed the small shop some time ago, and they plan to go back to their hometown this year."

"Your parents blame me, they should blame, it's uncle who didn't take good care of you."

"By the way, your sister got married last month. The groom is her college classmate. The wedding was very lively. She is pregnant and the due date is at the end of the year."

"Congratulations, you are going to be an uncle."

"Little thing, do you think it's strange that after you left, you haven't been in uncle's dream once, but uncle can remember what you look like when he closes his eyes, saying, did you drug uncle? "

"Without conscience, little bastard, you left uncle alone and left. If you don't come to uncle's dream, why don't you know how to take care of uncle, a widowed old man?"

The voice in her ear stopped. Zhang Yao looked and found that the man was wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, and the voice became hoarse.

"What kind of life would we be living now without that car accident?"

"We live in a big three-story house, and the kittens we raise have grown up. The flowers and plants in the garden are well taken care of. In winter, the orange trees are full of oranges. You can eat to your heart's content. There is a collection cabinet in the study room, full of your favorite gadgets, if there is no car accident... how wonderful it would be..."

"Hey, you left a few years ago and never came back. Uncle lives alone at home, and there is no one to talk to."

"Back then, uncle shouldn't be lazy. He only gave you 99 stars, but not 340. Is it still too late?"

"It's too late, uncle, fold more, one three thousand 340 four is not enough, then uncle will fold ten, one hundred, one thousand."

"This star is not beautifully folded, uncle will fold another one for you."

Qi Feng fumbled in the pocket of his trousers, he smiled and shook his head, with a bitter smile, "Look at me, I forgot even such an important thing, go back and fold it for you."

"You take this first, don't be disgusted."

Putting the star in front of the tombstone, Qi Feng touched the photo on the tombstone, stroking the young man in the photo with his fingertips, "You don't like to smile when you take pictures, cheapskate."

His legs were numb from squatting, and it took him a long time to stand up.

Zhang Yao took a step forward, and heard the man's low voice, begging, "Honey, can you come and see me, just once, I beg you."

The tombstone stood quietly in the drizzle, cold and ruthless.

Qi Feng turned his back and walked the way he came. He didn't hold an umbrella, walked very slowly, and his back was lonely.

Zhang Yao put that foot down, unable to take a step, she leaned against her lover's arms, covered her mouth and choked up in a low voice.

Everyone in this world owns and loses, grows up and forgets at the same time.

In the end, there are not many things that can be truly engraved in the depths of memory and not eroded by time, and there may be only one person and one thing.

Zhang Yao knew that her brother was still alive, living in Qi Feng's life, engraved deep in his memory, until he got old and died.

There are many legends and legends about the origin of July and a half. One of them is that when the gate of hell is opened that day, the ghosts inside will return to the city where they were alive, wandering around the place where they died, longing to see their relatives there.

Before it was dark, a man stood on the side of XX Street.

The man was tall and tall, wearing a black shirt and trousers, with neat short hair. There was an unspeakable sadness on his body, which was incompatible with the mature and hard face. Anyone who looked at him could not help but be attracted.

The clerks and bosses in the nearby shops were used to seeing that scene, because every year on this day, they would see the unknown man standing in the same position.

Some merchants know that there was a serious car accident a few years ago, a young man died on the spot, his heart and liver were knocked out of his body, the death was horrible.

And that man was a survivor of that accident.

People who witnessed the car accident still feel their scalps go numb when they think about it now. It stands to reason that in that case, both of them must have died without a doubt, and there was no body left. They don't know how the young man did it. He even pushed the man away when death was approaching, and blocked himself in front of the car.

The sky darkened, night fell, and the wind picked up.

A young girl came to a clothing store. She didn't know that there was a car accident that year, and it was the first time she saw a man on the side of the road, so she curiously asked her colleague, "Why is that man standing by the side of the road all the time? Waiting for someone? I think he has been standing there for a long time."

My colleague didn't know much about it, and only said that he was a person with a problem in his mind.

The young girl was surprised, "No way? He looks normal."

"Normal? How is it possible!"

The colleague is also a woman, a few years older than her, and she came to the store much earlier, and the tone of her speech has a taste of society, "The kind of handsome and attractive man will leave a deep impression at a glance. impression, so I remember it clearly."

"I've been in the store for three years, and I've seen him three times. Every year on this day, he comes here alone, does nothing, just stands there from afternoon to night. If you stay overnight in the store, you can find He stood until the next day, isn’t it a brain problem?”

The young girl couldn't understand, "Why? Isn't he waiting for someone?"

The colleague seemed to think of something, her face changed, and she thought that the man waiting was probably not a human, but a ghost.

Seeing that her colleague didn't speak, the young girl shook her hand, "What's the matter? Tell me, you're very anxious in the middle of what you're saying."

The colleague looked at her nervously, "Did you forget what day it is today?"

The young girl really forgot that she was busy working in several places, and sometimes she didn't even know what day of the week it was, "What day is it?"

The colleague suddenly lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, "Halloween."

The young girl's face turned pale with fright, and she shivered a bit. She hugged her arms and rubbed them, but she still felt cold.

Most people are afraid of ghosts, and young girls are one of them.

It never occurred to her that today was that day, and her mind was filled with horror and spooky images that she had seen and heard.

The colleague pointed at the man on the side of the road through the glass window, "There was a car accident in that place five years ago, have you read the report?"

The young girl came back to her senses, she shook her head, "No."

"I also heard it from people, because I hadn't come to work in the store at that time."

The colleague whispered the tragic story he heard, "Before the car accident, the man and the young man had just come out of the furniture city. The man was carrying shopping bags in both hands, and the young man was holding a decoration brochure. They were still talking and laughing, and in the next second a car drove towards them."

"I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I found a video on the Internet before. Although it was a bit blurry, it was still shocking."

She pursed her lips, "As many people have said, that is really the power of love, which surpasses the limit of human beings."

The young girl had a vague suspicion in her heart. When she heard the voice of her colleague, her eyes became hot, and the young man pushed the man away at a critical moment.

"The young man's body was bloody from being hit, and his body twisted and fell to the side of the road, which is where the man is standing now."

The colleague swallowed, "Didn't the man be pushed away by the young man at that time? He crawled up from the ground to the young man, hugged the young man with trembling hands, and picked up all the viscera that the young man had knocked out of his body. I don't know how to shout, I'm stupid..."

"When the ambulance came and announced that the young man was dead, the man still had his eyes open and looked alive, but it made people feel that he was dead too."

After listening, the young woman trembled even more.

The colleague pursed his lips, "Heaven and hell, sometimes it's really a matter of a flash."

As soon as her voice stopped, she was dumbfounded, "Why are you crying?"

Wiping away tears, the young girl whimpered, "They must be very much in love."

The colleague hurriedly booed, "Keep your voice down, many people don't like homosexuality, they will have big prejudices, don't let people hear it, that young man is dead long ago, if people talk about it, he is underground would be very unhappy."

"And the man outside, he certainly doesn't want others to insult his love with the young man."

The young girl nodded solemnly.

The colleague sighed, "Do you believe what I say now?"

As she said that, she pointed to her head, "That man watched his lover die in front of his eyes. He was greatly stimulated, and there was a problem here."

A young girl doesn't like watching tragedies or hearing stories with regrets, she gets caught up in other people's grief and it takes days to get out.

"Do you think he can see that young man?"

The colleague looked at the store and saw that there was no customer, and he was at ease, "Who knows, where will people go after death, what form will they appear in, and whether they can return to the world? After we die, we will know." .”

She motioned the young girl to look outside, "Look at the man's clothes, he is definitely a rich man, a big boss, his thinking logic is many times stronger than us poor people, and he is smart, he will believe that the dead are in the ghost festival. It's not because of the obsession in my heart that I came back this day."

The young girl said softly, "You're right, he just can't let it go."

"There are a lot of misfortunes in this world. You can read the news every day, and there are no heavy ones. There is no worst, only worse. You should worry about yourself."

A colleague remembered something, "By the way, you are on duty tonight, I told you something, it's up to you whether you take it seriously or not."

The young girl asked, "What?"

The colleague patted her on the shoulder, "Ghost Festival is very sinister. If you hear someone calling your name on your way back from get off work, don't respond."

young girl, "..."

A few pieces of paper money floated down from the air, and it was unknown who was burning the paper money for the dead relatives.

Originally, today was a gloomy day, but when this thing appeared, the faces of the passers-by on the street changed, and they passed by in a hurry, fearing that they would run into something dirty and go home unlucky.

The man stood there all the time, with his hands hanging on the sides of his trousers, his eyes fixed on the ground, as if he was waiting for someone to pick him up.

A few minutes later, the man suddenly ran to the road. He looked very happy and anxious. In the eyes of others, he was a lunatic who didn't want to live anymore and was looking for his own death.

A kind-hearted person gave him a hand in time, "Sir, there are many cars on the road, so you should be worried."

The man panted heavily, he was at a loss for what to do at first, then curled up his light-colored thin lips, shook his shoulders and smiled, with a sad and disappointed smile, "Honey, I thought it was you who came to pick me up, but it turned out that it was just me looking at you." Eye."

The kind-hearted people next to him wondered, why are they still talking to themselves?In the next second, I heard the man's complaining voice, and he was a little aggrieved, "Today is your holiday every year, why don't you come back to see me once?"

Speaking of the latter part, the man became angry and murmured repeatedly, "Why don't you come and see me..."

A chill came from the soles of his feet, the kind-hearted man shivered, and let go of the man's hand, not daring to stay any longer, and left without looking back.

At around ten o'clock, the young girl closed the store to get off work. She pulled her bag over her shoulder, subconsciously glanced at the side of the road, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

The man was still standing there, crying, silently, with tears all over his face.

No one came to pick him up.