trivial story

Therefore, it took less than a month for Fengyun to go from being at a loss at the beginning to being at ease and at ease.Even sometimes he is more frank than Han Lian in front of others.

Occasionally, when we went out together, we ran into former colleagues. The two of them were very natural, holding hands as long as they held hands, and they would not throw away just to cover up.It was those female colleagues who had been nymphomaniacs of Hanlian who were so disappointed that they asked Fengyun to buy drinks to make up for their youth loss.

When we first lived together, it took a lot of work to fine-tune the details.Under one roof, the most trivial and boring parts of life are on display, it's like meeting a whole new person.For example, whether to put the toes of the shoes inward or outward, whether to fold or hang the coat when putting it in the closet, and whether the shower is twisted into a large water circle or a small water circle when taking a shower, there are more differences than the two imagined.

Forgiveness and understanding are just as good fuel for moving forward as admiration.

After the running-in period, the small round gap in Feng Yun’s heart was almost invisible—Han Lian knew that he would drink tea in the morning and drink milk in the evening, unless he was very busy at work, he would never touch coffee. On the balcony, I am used to getting up a little later on weekends, and I often skip breakfast, so I just make breakfast and wait for him.Feng Yun also knows that Han Lian needs to put a desk lamp on the left side when using the computer, and likes to add ice cubes to the water glass instead of waiting for the water dispenser to cool down. He doesn't like things that smell like lemons, so he never buys lemon scented shower gels and shampoos at home. .There is no reason to think about people's habits. They adapt to each other and change each other.

There is no friction-free couple in the world, and differences and disputes are a normal part of life.

However, don't deliberately say hurtful things, and restrain your anger, apologize and reconcile within an hour.

As for the confession to the family, Han Lian's mother already knew about it, and it seemed difficult to get an understanding, but it wasn't that important.As he himself said, kinship is weak, although it is false to have no regrets in his heart, but everything has two sides.On a whim one day, he called his father who was far away in M ​​City in a serious manner, and informed him, hello, your son is with a man.Of course, Mr. Han was furious and cursed on the phone.Scolding is scolding, and there will be no more after that.This kind of parent-child relationship like half a stranger, but Feng Yun looked at it from the side and felt uncomfortable.

During the National Day holiday, the two rushed back to City A all the way to catch up with the travel rush.After Han Lian sent Feng Yun to the gate of the community, he returned to his house that had not been popular for a year or so.

The dinner table was filled with Feng Yun's favorite dishes, the news broadcast was broadcast on the TV, the breath of hot summer had not completely subsided, and the wind chimes on the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room jingled.

As usual, Shen's mother kept asking Fengyun about her daily life, and Fengyun responded here and there.He stirred it with a spoon in his hand, and saw the shiny oily flowers on the surface of the bamboo fungus chicken soup.

"Mom, Dad." Feng Yun said seriously and firmly, "I'm with the person I like."

Shen's mother was overjoyed at first, but felt that Feng Yun's expression was wrong, and asked repeatedly: "Why, which child, do you have any photos, what job does it do, why don't you come back together?"

Father Shen put down his chopsticks and said, "When did it happen?"

Feng Yun pursed her lower lip and said, "Do you remember Han Lian, who used to live in the same dormitory as me in high school?"

There was a moment of silence at the dinner table.

Father Shen thought he had misunderstood his son's words, and asked, "What's wrong with Han Lian?"

Mother Shen still had a shocked expression on her face, she pushed the table up and went into the bedroom alone.

Father Shen and Feng Yun stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and finally came to their senses.

He didn't ask much, and followed into the bedroom.

Facing a table of dishes by himself, Feng Yun wondered if he hadn't chosen the right timing.

Shen's mother cried softly, and Shen's father comforted him.

Half an hour later, Father Shen came out alone, and saw his son still sitting there in a daze, with half a bowl of soup left in front of him.

"Haven't finished eating yet? It's cold. Let me warm it up for you."

Feng Yun hurriedly said, "I'm done eating, Dad!"

Father Shen sat down and said, "Then I haven't finished eating yet, so go and heat up these two plates."

"...Oh oh." Feng Yun put the fried beef with celery and dry-stir-fried green beans back into the pot, and Shen's father picked up two bowls of rice.

"Mom, she..."

"Your mother is asleep."

Fengyun looked at his father silently.

Father Shen said: "You are tired from the ride, take a shower early, don't play on your phone too late, and you have to go hiking tomorrow."

Feng Yun took a shower, with a towel on his head, and swipe his thumb on the phone screen.Not much fresh content to watch.It was ten o'clock, and it seemed that my parents were asleep.

Go to bed so early.

Mom is angry or not angry.

Probably angry.

I cried.

How to do.

He came out to drink water, without turning on the light in the living room.The lights from the opposite building shone in, and there were quite a few houses that were lit.

After thinking about it for a while, he still called Han Lian: "I told them when I was having dinner just now."

Han Lian listened silently without making a sound.

"My mother seems to be crying." Gap's fingers wrapped around the tassels under the wind chime: "I was locked in the bedroom alone before I finished my meal. I'm not sure what it means..."

"Yeah." There was silence on Hanlian's side except for his own words, and he could clearly distinguish Fengyun's breathing voice: "It's human nature not to accept it. You stay with them well, we won't see each other for a few days, and the future will be long. "

"Well," Feng Yun seemed to hear the sound of the door opening, and didn't notice whether it was his side or Han Lian's side: "I found your short sleeves in my suitcase when I was packing, you have to remember to buy them, otherwise No need to change."

Han Lian laughed softly: "My old clothes are still there!"

Feng Yun realized that it was Han Lian's home for more than ten years.

The two chattered for a while, Feng Yun hung up the phone, turned around and saw Shen's mother sitting on the sofa watching him.

"Mom, you scared me." Feng Yun sat next to her and begged, "Mom..."

With the dim light outside the window, Feng Yun saw that Shen's mother's eye circles were still red.

"Finished calling?"

Feng Yun nodded: "It's over."

Shen's mother reached out to touch Fengyun's shoulder, and touched his palm all the way: "Han Lian is back this time too?"

"I'm back." Feng Yun replied honestly.

"Do his parents know?"

"I already know." Feng Yun thought for a while and said, "Han Lian lived alone in his third year of high school, and his parents divorced at that time."

Shen's mother nodded and asked again: "When did you two get together?" This was the question asked by Shen's father at the dinner table, and Feng Yun hadn't had time to answer it at that time.

"This year's Spring Festival."

"living together?"

"Yes."

Another moment of silence.

"You like him?" she asked.

"I like it." Feng Yun replied firmly: "Mom, I have never liked others so much."

Feng Yun felt that Shen's mother was holding his hand trembling, and she almost suppressed her sobs and said, "Yunyun, do you know how difficult it will be?"

"Mom." Feng Yun followed with a bit of a sour nose. He just said, "I will work hard, earn money, and live a better life in the future. I will take care of you and Dad. I don't want to live against my heart just because I am worried about other people's opinions." .Mom, in fact, I am most worried that you and Dad think that I have failed in school, or that I have been led astray by him. This is not a bad thing. I have grown up so much, and the first person I like, I am very happy..."

"I know, mom knows." Shen's mother couldn't hold back in the end, tears fell and fell on the back of Feng Yun's hand.

She stroked Fengyun's head and said, "Mom is just... too worried. Don't blame mom. Mom has only one child, and the most fearful thing is that you will not live well."

"No," Feng Yun's tears rolled in his eyes: "I will really work hard to live a very good life!"

Shen's mother wiped her tears and patted Fengyun's hand: "Send the clothes over tomorrow."

Feng Yun didn't understand what she was talking about at first.

Mother Shen warned again: "Don't play on your phone too late, go to bed early."

Feng Yun heard Shen's mother go back to the room, and Shen's father asked something.

In fact, no one in this family can sleep.

Feng Yun woke up and realized what Shen's mother meant by sending clothes, and sent a WeChat message to Han Lian: "I will come to you tomorrow afternoon."

Han Lian's house is much deserted, and the furnishings in the house are still the same as before.Since he entered college, he didn't even invite the cleaning aunt, and he came back twice a year.

Half of the sofa is still covered with a dustproof cloth, and the living room has been cleaned briefly, but there is still a faint musty smell in the air that has not been lived in for a long time.

Feng Yun gave him the clothes in his hand: "You won't be allowed to live here next time you come back."

Han Lian patted the seat next to him, motioned for him to sit down, and said, "Do you want to take me to meet the parents?"

"My mother," Feng Yun said with a little pride, "is very talkative. So is my father."

"It can be seen." Han Lian stared at Feng Yun, children and parents are each other's mirrors.

"How was your morning?" Han Lian asked.

"Mountain climbing." Feng Yun tilted his feet: "Don't you know that middle-aged couples among mountain climbing enthusiasts can especially walk? My heart can't beat when I follow behind."

Han Lian said with a teasing smile, "You need to exercise more."

Feng Yun's physique has always been like this. He looks like a young man full of energy, and if he runs two more laps, he will be exposed.

"How are you doing here?" Feng Yun asked.

Han Lian signaled him to look: "Clean up the living room, my bedroom, and the kitchen. Maybe I will come back often in the future."

Feng Yun kicked off his slippers and fell on the sofa, his head touched the half of the dust-proof cloth, the dust rose up and he coughed twice.Han Lian hurriedly rolled up the dustproof cloth, and the exposed half of the sofa was partially tattered, and the sea surface inside was about to be exposed.

"This is?" Feng Yun stretched out his hand to touch, "Big Mao caught it?"

"Yeah. I don't know what's wrong with it. It's such a big sofa, just pointing at that part and scratching, the skin is scratched through."

"Where's Da Mao?" Feng Yun asked.

"When I was in college, I sent it to a relative's house, but it disappeared during the summer vacation of my freshman year."

Feng Yun touched the old leather that was broken, imagining that Han Lian was sitting in his current position, and Da Mao was sharpening his claws on the sofa unscrupulously.

"You pamper Da Mao too much. It will not be happier than being your cat when it goes to someone else's house."

At that time, besides Han Lian himself, the living creatures living in the house were the sofa killer Da Mao, who opened a can of sardines for Da Mao, and made a bowl of instant noodles for himself, and his life could go on.

Feng Yun took Han Lian's hand: "This year's Spring Festival, please be tidy, cut your hair, and change your clothes,"

"As ordered."

We will have a new, warm, long-lasting little family.