The Fragrant Romance of the Abandoned House

A few days after Christmas is New Year's Day, another cool holiday.In the past, Qi Jingzhi didn't have such a strong obsession with vacations, at most he just wanted to sleep a little longer in the morning.

Since Song Yi resigned from the company, he began to care about holidays.Not being in the same company, the chances for the two of them to meet are much less. On the one hand, he has worked harder at work than before, and on the other hand, he is always looking forward to getting off work and taking vacations, thinking about going home and getting bored with Song Yi.

Even Xu Xiaotian could see that something was wrong with him, saying that he seemed to have changed since Minister Song left.Originally, he seldom talked, but once Song Yi left, he basically became dumb, ignoring people at all, he didn't even have a smiling face all day long, and just buried himself in his work.

In fact, to be exaggerated, Qi Jingzhi really feels that if there is no Song Yi in his life, it will be gray, and he can directly draw it to the end of his life with a single stroke, flat and boring.

If it wasn't for Song Yi's aunt Zhang who came and went from time to time, he wished he could just sleep in the same room with him.No, he went to Song Yi's house as soon as he caught the holiday.

Qi Jingzhi took the spare key and opened the door of Song Yi's house, "Aunt Zhang, are you busy?"

Aunt Zhang who was mopping the floor turned around, "Yo Xiaoqi is here?"

"Why is there no one at home? Where's Song Yi?"

"It seems that he went out for something." Aunt Zhang said, "He answered a call and said that his friend asked him to go out to look at the house."

"Watching the house?"

"Ah, yes, I heard that the house was on fire before, and it needs to be rebuilt. I asked Xiao Song to come and have a look and help with the design."

"That's it..." Qi Jingzhi bruised his back molars, pinched his fingers "click", and asked again: "Where is Song Wei?"

"He fell asleep in the house. The child is a little sleepy today, and usually wakes up early."

"I'll go see him."

"Okay, let's go."

Qi Jingzhi opened the door of Song Wei's room. Song Wei was sleeping face-to-face wrapped in a quilt, and he walked in lightly.

"Brother..." Song Wei suddenly turned over.

"Baby, are you awake?" Qi Jingzhi walked over and sat down beside the bed, "I thought you were still asleep."

Song Wei didn't look energetic, his face was a little pale, Qi Jingzhi touched his forehead, and asked worriedly: "Baby, are you feeling unwell?"

"Brother, I can't get out of bed..." Song Wei's voice was lazy and weak.

Qi Jingzhi smiled, "Everyone says you're a pig, little lazy pig." He hugged Song Wei into his arms, "Don't lie down all the time, it's time for you to lie down. I'll take you to wash your face."

Song Wei lay on Qi Jingzhi's shoulder and let out a lazy "hmm".

Aunt Zhang saw Qi Jingzhi walking out of the room with Song Wei in his arms, and asked, "Are you awake?"

"Ah," Qi Jingzhi smiled and patted Song Wei's butt, "Little lazy pig won't get up."

Aunt Zhang laughed twice, and said to Qi Jingzhi: "Xiao Qi, let's eat here today. I have cooked a lot of dishes. If Xiao Song is not here, neither of us can eat."

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Zhang."

"You kid, why are you being polite to me?"

Relying on his vague memory, Song Yi managed to find the wooden house that Ren Han took last time.As soon as the car stopped outside the yard, I saw people coming and going in the yard, carrying logs on their shoulders. They seemed to be carpenters who came to build the house.

Ren Han stood in the yard directing, Song Yi walked over to him and asked, "Is this set up?"

Ren Han turned his head and said in surprise: "You can still find this place?! I was afraid that you might get lost, so I'm ready to pick you up."

"It's really hard to find your place. I went around several times and almost didn't go around the woods." Song Yi glanced at the construction workers coming in and out, and asked Ren Han: "Are you starting to build now?"

"Where, these are for transporting wood. I haven't figured out what to build. Didn't I ask you to come and help me design the design?"

"It's the same as before, just call me here. You, a designer, asked me to be a salesman to design the house. What are you thinking? Did the fire burn your brain out that day?"

"Fuck you." Ren Han kicked him, turned his head and walked towards the back of the house, "I'll take a look at the back."

Qi Yao was squatting on the ground to count the number of green sandalwood, when suddenly a person popped out beside him.

Ren Han squatted down next to Qi Yao, touched the wood on the lawn, and said, "This wood is beautiful."

Qi Yao didn't speak, and continued to count the green sandalwood on the ground.

Ren Han picked up a piece of green sandalwood and smelled it, and said: "It's quite fragrant, kid." He turned to look at Qi Yao, "Then the floor will be made of this wood."

child?

Qi Yao's hand holding the pencil paused for a moment, and replied flatly: "This is green sandalwood, not suitable for flooring."

"Why can't it be done? How beautiful." Ren Han didn't care.

Qi Yao didn't stop moving his hands, and replied without raising his head: "Green sandalwood is more expensive, and it's too oily, hard to evaporate moisture, and easy to deform. It's more suitable for making handicrafts."

"That's it..." Ren Han tapped the wood in his hand.

There was a faint smell of smoke in his nose, Qi Yao turned his head, and as expected, he saw a cigarette in his mouth.

He frowned, and reminded: "There are so many logs here, it's better for you to pinch the cigarette." He moved a step to the side and distanced himself from Ren Han.

Although Qi Yao didn't show it very clearly, Ren Han still keenly caught a trace of disgust flashing across his face.He narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth.

Ren Han took a puff of cigarette, and lightly parted his thin lips: "Children..."

Qi Yao turned his head reflexively, Ren Han gave a smirk, and suddenly blew smoke into his face.

"Cough cough...cough cough..." Qi Yao narrowed his eyes due to the choking of the white smoke coming towards him, he lowered his head and coughed a few times, one of his feet lost his footing and slipped back.

Seeing this, Ren Han hurriedly stretched out his hand, trying to pull him, but was easily dodged.

Qi Yao propped his hands on the ground, and sat down on the grass.

"Are you okay? I'm not..."

Ren Han just wanted to say "I didn't do it on purpose", but then he thought that he did it on purpose, so he changed his words: "I'm teasing you." He stretched out his hand, trying to pull Qi Yao up, but Qi Yao's hand Shrunk back a bit, and dodged again.

What's wrong?

Ren Han frowned and choked out the cigarette.

Qi Yao stood up with his hands on the ground, and patted the grass dregs on his buttocks.

"Qi Yao?" Song Yi came over at some point, looking at the young man in front of him in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Qi Yao stared blankly at Song Yi, quite surprised in his heart, but there was no expression on his face, and he called softly: "Song Yi...brother."

"You know this kid?" Ren Han turned to look at Song Yi.

"Yeah." Song Yi nodded and walked in front of Qi Yao, "Why are you here?"

"My dad and I came here to deliver wood."

"Send wood?"

"Well, my house is not far away." Qi Yao looked down at his hand, and when he looked up again, he saw the bracelet on Song Yi's hand out of the corner of his eye.The light blue is so conspicuous that you can notice it at a glance.

"My brother..." Qi Yao stared at the blue stone on Song Yi's bracelet, "He gave you that stone..."

"Huh?" Song Yi looked at him suspiciously.

Qi Yao looked away, raised his head and asked Song Yi: "How is my brother? Is his arm healed?"

"Well, it's recovering well."

"That's good." Qi Yao glanced at his hands again, his eyebrows furrowed.He rubbed the dust off his hands uncomfortably, and said to Song Yi, "I'm going to wash my hands."

"Ah."

As soon as Qi Yao left, Ren Han turned to Song Yi and asked, "Who is that kid?"

"Qi Jingzhi's younger brother."

"His brother? A carpenter?"

"What kind of carpenter is a kid?" Song Yi squinted at him, "Are you smoking again? It smells like a smell. Do you think you lit the house before it was built? ?”

"If I don't smoke, I have no taste in my mouth and feel uncomfortable."

"No taste, go eat some shit."

"Hold."

"Really, don't smoke with this anymore. When you are really burned to death, I won't have time to order a coffin for you."

"Song Yi, I really didn't realize that you can be so short-mouthed before."

Qi Yao's father saw Qi Yao rushing out from the backyard with both hands raised, stopped what he was doing and asked, "Yaoer, where are you going?"

"Hands are dirty, I'll go wash them." Qi Yao replied and ran out of the yard.

Father Qi shook his head and sighed, "This child... When will this stinking problem be corrected?"

At Song Yi's house, Qi Jingzhi was hugging Song Wei and feeding him. He filled a spoonful of steamed eggs and handed it to Song Wei's mouth, "Here, eat some of this."

Song Wei wrinkled his face and shook his head.

"What's wrong with you today? Don't you have an appetite? There are so many things you like to eat, why don't you want to eat anything?"

Song Wei turned his head and put his arms around Qi Jingzhi's neck, and said in a muffled voice, aggrieved: "I can't eat..."

"He doesn't seem to have much appetite recently, and he eats very little." Aunt Zhang said, "I made a table of his favorite dishes two days ago, and I didn't eat much, so I took a few mouthfuls of rice."

"What's going on?" Qi Jingzhi touched Song Wei's head, and asked, "Baby, are you feeling unwell somewhere? Do you know if you want to tell me if you feel unwell?"

"Brother, I feel like vomiting..."

"What?!" Qi Jingzhi let go of Song Wei, stared at his face carefully, and felt that his complexion was not very good in the morning, and his little face was pale.Qi Jingzhi stood up holding Song Wei, "Let's go to the hospital."

"Now?" Aunt Zhang also stood up, "I'll go with you."

"No need, Aunt Zhang, you can stay and look after the house."

"Can you do it alone?"

"It's ok. Song Yi and I took Xiaowei to the hospital before, so I know a little bit about it."

Qi Jingzhi put the knitted hat on Song Wei's head, and wrapped a scarf around him, then turned to Aunt Zhang and said, "Aunt Zhang, this matter..." He hesitated, "Don't tell me just yet. Song Yi, I'm afraid he's worried."

Aunt Zhang nodded, "Don't worry, I know it well."

"Well, then I'm leaving."

All the pain that you don’t want to face, just like the happiness you want, will come at a certain point in the future, and everything is controlled by time, which is nothing more than the different results of suffering and persistence.

What should come will always come, and life cannot be peaceful forever.When Qi Jingzhi talked about Song Wei's condition face to face with the doctor in the hospital, he really realized the misfortune of Song Wei's life.

No matter how distressed she was before, she was an outsider after all, and had never really participated in Song Wei's life.Now that he got involved, he realized that not only Song Wei, but also Song Yi, the pain they have endured over the years is much more than he imagined.

He listened to the doctor's words in silence with a serious expression on his face.

"This child has been suffering from this disease for several years, and has never had a suitable kidney | source. The reason why he has lost his appetite recently is because the disease has dragged on for too long. Such symptoms will appear in the later stage of the disease."

"Aside from a kidney transplant, is there no other way to cure it?"

"The only way to get a complete cure is kidney replacement. Besides, it's not practical to rely on dialysis all the time. People don't know how painful dialysis is, and our doctors don't know it. Besides, it's such a little doll who can keep jumping around like this all the time. It's hard to come by." The doctor sighed, "I can't delay it any longer, and if it continues, it may really be impossible."

The doctor's words made Qi Jingzhi's heart tighten suddenly, he clenched his fists, and said in a heavy tone: "Doctor, if he can't find the source of the kidney, how long can he persist with this disease?"

The doctor shook his head, "There is no fixed number, some can persist for a long time, and some may die in a blink of an eye. The most important thing is to find a suitable kidney|source as soon as possible."

If he could find it so easily, Song Wei should have gotten rid of the pain long ago, right?

And Song Yi.

He has no idea how much effort that person has made behind his ignorance of the situation.

He was always in the habit of hiding his troubles.

"Anyway, stay in the hospital for two days for observation first." The doctor stood up and patted Qi Jingzhi on the shoulder, "Don't worry too much, the child has survived for so many years, and the child will not collapse so easily."

Qi Jingzhi nodded anxiously.