trivial story

I still have this feeling when I come home at night.

"I heard people praise you today!" Feng Yun's eyes were shining brightly, with a very happy smile.

"Oh, I can't help but praise." Han Lian pretended to be sad: "I am always proud of being praised."

In the beginning, it was probably this high-spirited self-confidence that attracted Feng Yun.At that time, he himself was a little snail in the shell, so he was particularly envious of Han Lian.This envy gradually transformed into another emotion.But fortunately, the person he likes hasn't changed a bit over the years—even if his appearance is slightly different, tougher and more mature, he's still the same boy who always disobeys his teacher and insists on missing a buckle of discipline.

It's the last month of the year again, Feng Yun and Han Lian are busy, leaving early and returning late.When I got home from get off work, I simply settled for dinner, cleaned up and washed, and time slipped away quickly.Recently, there are not many opportunities to have a good talk together. The heavy work is on the head, and I go back to the private space to catch my breath at night. At this time, the fatigue of the day comes together, and it seems that I don’t even have the strength to speak.The two cuddled together to watch boring variety shows, as if this kind of dependence alone could alleviate the hardships of real life a little.

After New Year's Day, the last month of the old calendar is coming soon.At this time, Feng Yun always remembered that two years ago, in such a cold season, he had for the first time firmly and practically caught what he had dreamed of.

Han Lian saw Fengyun staring at the floor lamp in a daze, and whispered in his ear, "What are you thinking about?"

Feng Yun avoids the breath that is close at hand, no matter how many times, the habit of being ticklish will not change: "I am thinking about what happened the year before last."

He sat up and faced Han Lian: "It's been so long, I'm still so happy when I think about it!"

Han Lian said: "You are too easy to please, so I will feel very unfulfilling."

Feng Yun fell on his lap and looked at the ceiling: "I didn't like winter very much before, it was cold and wet, and it felt strange to write when my hands were frozen. own hands."

"It's because of you!" He then pressed Han Lian's hand on his heart: "I only remember when winter comes, and I can't count all the things that make me unhappy!"

"Awesome." Han Lian lowered his head and kissed him: "I'm going to be embarrassed by you." Actually, it wasn't.

Feng Yun compared his hand with Han Lian's: "Look, let's go buy a ring, shall we?" It seemed that it was something with a sense of ritual, so he said it so casually.

So is Han Lenovo.We've been together for so long, and I never thought of it.Although it was just a small thing, it could barely be considered as a protection against peach blossoms, Feng Yun proposed it, and he seriously considered it.

On that Friday, Han Lian had been optimistic about the style in advance.Originally planning to buy it directly, but worried that the estimate would not be accurate, so I went to pick up Fengyun from get off work.

Although it is rare for two young men to choose a ring, the sales lady has a natural expression, generous demeanor, warm service and first-class professionalism.

Han Lian felt that Feng Yun's expression was a little subtle throughout the whole process.

After testing the size, Feng Yun said, "I have something to tell you..."

At this time, another sales lady who came to take over came, saw Fengyun and said, "Ah, sir, the pair of rings you ordered is ready."

Take out a box of two platinum rings, the style is simple and elegant.

Feng Yun took Han Lian's hands and put on one of them, adjusted the position slightly and said, "Almost, is it okay to wear it?"

Han Lian was depressed, and he was very depressed on the way home. He stubbornly bought the pair he chose, two pairs of rings.

"Why aren't you happy?" Fengyun rubbed Han Lian's face as soon as he got home: "Come on, have a quick laugh."

Han Lian is actually dissatisfied with himself.He didn't know what size ring Feng Yun should wear, but the one Feng Yun picked could fit on his finger properly.

"Don't be angry." Feng Yun hugged him and said, "We have two for each of us, and we change belts. I bought it for you on one, three, five, and I bought it on two, four, and six."

Han Lian muttered, "Why do you know how big my finger belt is?"

It turned out that I cared about this.

Feng Yun said narrowly and proudly: "Of course it's because I love you far more than you love me!"

He went to take a shower very happily, the splashing water couldn't cover his happy singing.

Han Lian sat silently in the living room depressed.

One person in the family is happy and the other is sad.

The lady at the jewelry counter burst into laughter.

This weekend, Han Lian was cleaning at home, buying vegetables and cooking, and did not let Feng Yun interfere in anything.

"Do you want to eat apples?"

Fengyun said hey, just about to reach out to get it himself, Han Lian took two pieces, sliced ​​them, cut them open and dug out the core, and put them on a neat plate in front of Fengyun.

"Eat."

"What are you doing..." Feng Yun took a petal hesitantly.

Feng Yun stretched and said that his shoulder hurts.

Han Lian sat on the back in embarrassment, and stretched out his hand: "Rub it for you."

Feng Yun kicked off the quilt because he thought it was too hot at night.

Han Lian turned over and hugged him: "Don't move around, be careful of catching a cold."

"Why is it cold?" Feng Yun lifted the blanket up: "I'm going to suffocate to death, what's wrong with you?"

Han Lian said bitterly: "Do you think I don't love you?"

"I..." Feng Yun remembered that he said something similar on Friday, and couldn't help laughing: "Hi, I'm kidding you!"

Han Lian folded his hands on his chest, looked at Feng Yun expressionlessly and said, "Look, we've been together for so long, I don't even know what size ring you want to wear."

Feng Yun leaned over, breathing on his chin while speaking: "It's still this, I'm just joking, why do you care so much?"

"Do you really think that I..."

"No!" Feng Yun raised his right hand: "I promise to Deng Deng that my love life is happy and satisfied, and I always feel surrounded by love!"

He got into Han Lian's arms: "I'm asleep, I'm going to work tomorrow."

So Han Lian fell asleep sadly.

Moving to a new home is a complex and labor-intensive process full of joy and anticipation.

During the fourth year together, Feng Yun and Han Lian officially owned their own little house.For two months, the two of them spent their weekends in the building materials city.Tiles, floors, wallpapers, curtains, cabinets, shop one by one, everything is carefully selected.Go to the back to entrust decoration and purchase electrical appliances.A total of half a year was spent on it.

The new house is cleaned, and the things in the rental house are moved there one after another.On the day of renting out, everything was settled in the new home.

Feng Yun and Han Lian were shopping in a supermarket that was only 5 minutes away from home. Han Lian pushed the trolley and followed Feng Yun to look at the shelves one by one.

Feng Yun made a list as usual. The description of a person is different from a complete life, so no matter how comprehensive the list is, there will be omissions. Therefore, in addition to his dense list, he also bought a lot of "oh, I want this too" thing.

When I went to the snack area, I met a young girl from the same company. Feng Yun greeted her politely and naturally, and put the chocolate and jelly in Han Lian's shopping cart.

Going to the supermarket and meeting colleagues seems to be a curse that he can't get rid of.

The little girl was holding a bag of dried durians and watching Fengyun and the others go to another row of shelves, blushing and sending a message to the small group group: "Meet Mr.S and his family on the [-]th floor in the supermarket, wow That's right!"

A bunch of red hearts were picked up immediately in the underground, and everyone was asking which supermarket it was, and also asked to meet Mr. S and his family.

Fugui is seven and a half years old this year, and he is a house cat that screams and screams whenever he goes out.

During the day, the Twolegs go out to earn money for it, and often come back after dark.It is the only cat that owns such a huge territory.

For the sake of earning money, Fugui usually plays with Twolegs at night, pretending to like the fake tails they hold in their hands, and pouncing them.

When Twolegs is happy, it will stroke Fugui's back and scratch Fugui's chin.To be honest, being scratched on the chin is quite comfortable.

In April, Fugui fell ill. At first, he had no appetite and could not eat. Later, he could only lie in the bed and pant for breath.

Twolegs came back from get off work and found something was wrong, so he hurriedly hugged Fugui and sent him to the animal hospital.

There are all kinds of smells in the hospital, as soon as Fugui smells it, he knows that a dog has just stood on the small table at his feet.

After some inspections, Fugui received a needle and was connected to a long tube hanging from above.

What did the masked Twolegs say to Fugui's own Twolegs?

Fugui let out a "meow", and Fengyun came over and patted its head.

Fugui passed away in the hospital that night.

It has no energy and can't toss and say, "I want to go home, I want my nest, and I want a fluffy and soft nest."

Fugui stayed in the hospital for two days, and the Twolegs at home came to visit him every day.It's in a hurry, isn't it earning money? No wonder there is no dried fish to eat recently.

Fugui meowed, don't worry about me, earning money is important!

Dr. Xu said to Feng Yun: "I'm in good spirits today. When I first came here, my voice was very weak. Look, I should be able to go home in two days."

Feng Yun nodded: "A friend came to see it in the afternoon, I will come over then."

Another visit came after six o'clock, and Fugui saw Yingshun in the cage next door turned around and buried her head in jealousy.

A Twoleg that smells like déjà vu arrives.

Rong Shu looked at Fugui and whispered, "Ah Gui, I'm Daddy!"

Feng Yun felt a chill, and stretched out his hand to pat Rong Shu's head: "What nonsense are you talking about, Fugui has long since disowned you."

Fugui raised his head and meowed, and licked Rong Shu's finger.

"Look, Agui still recognizes me as a father."

After a while, Han Lian also came over, noncommittal about Rong Shu's self-confessed rich father.

Rong Shu joined the company his father contacted after graduation, and the frequency of business trips to K city is quite high.He contacted Fengyun every time he came back, and he came and went again and again, and he figured out the matter of Fengyun and Han Lian without a teacher.

The three of them ate together after seeing Fugui.

During the banquet, Feng Yun asked about Zhaocai Jinbao, and Rong Shu said sadly: "Zhaocai has annoyed the stray cats around my house all over the place, and there is a chorus downstairs every night. I should have known it should not be called it." To attract money, call it provocation. Jinbao eats and drinks hot food at Sanlu's house, and Sanlu's wife even knits a flower sweater for him..."

Rong Shu was not familiar with Han Lian, so he chatted politely.After the meal, the two parties dispersed, and Han Lian drove Rong Shu and Feng Yun home.

Fugui turned over in the small ward of the hospital, snoring and falling asleep.

There is a news radio station in the city in the car. After introducing the current traffic conditions, the anchor mentioned that the temperature will start to rise tonight. The last cold wave of this year has ended. Spring has definitely entered the city, and the warm and humid season is coming. up.