The abyss is insurmountable

He finally came back to me.

Thinking he might not be up to the mess, I took him to a certain country.

Yes, it is an extremely cold country, but you can see the aurora.

I don't know how to cook, and the things I make are either mushy or undercooked, but I stubbornly insist on doing it myself.

Hannibal's words are still lingering in my mind every day - Yu Yuan has only me now.

It's nice to get it back, but it's also scary for me.There were too many times when I was woken up from a dream in the middle of the night, and then I could only sleep peacefully in his room on the floor.Yes, I'm afraid sharing the same bed will frighten him, so it's better not to act rashly.

Although I am considerate and thoughtful in every way, I feel half guilty for not being able to repay him.

Back then, when he was gone, I would think of him when I ate or slept. I couldn't figure out why he left me.However, it has been four years since he left at that time, if you can't figure out this shit, then don't continue my idiot career.

Yu Yuan is soft and sticky, but it doesn't mean he is cowardly.

Although he is humble, he loves himself. Although he is poor, he is clean.He needs a lover who is really on an equal footing with him, not an overlord who overrides him just because he likes him.If a person loves others, although he cannot ask others to be as eager as himself, at least he should not lose his dignity.

For others, Yu Yuan is a shining and unattainable idol, he may also be an aloof and down-and-out painter, or he may be just a stranger.

But for me, I just need to know that he is my lover. I should love him wholeheartedly, respect him, accompany him, treat him tenderly, tolerate his imperfections, and allow him to be tired and lazy. That's enough.

I should be his earth, not the sky above his head.

He is always like this, meditating with a brush, occasionally draws two strokes, and draws at a leisurely pace day after day, with his side face bathed in the sun, just like a person in a painting.

"Xiao Yuan, it's time to eat."

I knelt down and brought him a bowl of noodles.

Yu Yuan was not too incapable of taking care of himself, and he was an obedient child, but his language barrier and resistance to physical contact were very serious.

He doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't like people to touch him, but it doesn't matter, I just watch from a distance.

Hearing my words, he put down his pen, picked up his chopsticks, and patiently sucked the noodles one by one.

I sat with my knees tucked aside, watching him eat obediently, and felt somewhat uncomfortable.With my level of cooking, at present, only noodles are boiled and look like a person, as for the others... it's better not to eat.

It's not that I can't go out to eat, but I can't take him to restaurants for the rest of my life, can I?

And... I don't know why, I didn't feel it when I was young, but now I feel more and more that it is a happy thing to be able to eat meals cooked by myself in my own home.

Out of my usual self-confidence over the past 30 years, I think Yu Yuan also likes to eat at home.It's so sweet for us to eat together!

I like to see his thin cheeks bulging as he chews something, or the graceful profile lines when swallowing, or the way his slender fingers gently hold the chopsticks.

Anyway, I admire everything about him.

Sometimes looking at him like this, I think, if we were suddenly old, if his hair became snow white, then he must look better when he sits in the sun, even better than now.

"Silly Man." That's what he would say out of the blue if I got bored of him.

I always wanted to refute, but seeing his clear eyes and wrinkled face, I always nodded in recognition.

"Yes, my love, it's me."

If I wasn't stupid, how could I understand now?

The others are all rivers, lakes and seas on the ground, which can reflect the reflection of the moon, but when you pick them up, they are just water, and there is nothing but water.But, the one that really shines, the one I really want to pick up, is you.

Although he has been back to me for nearly a year, most of the time, Yu Yuan still keeps silent and does his own thing, as if there is no one around me.

But occasionally he would raise his head, look at the messy sauce spilled on me, and smile.

Or, draw me on his drawing paper and put it beside me.

His speech function is slowly returning, and it is not just screaming or repeating a single word.Occasionally, he would stop at a meal and say, "Good."

The first time I heard him say that to me, my heart almost stopped beating.

To put it bluntly, I am a cheap person.

In the past, he was obedient to me in every possible way and tolerated me in every possible way, but I didn't take it seriously, discarded it like a bag, and firmly believed in another village.Now it's me who pays, I didn't expect a single word to move me like this.

Was he also touched on that distant planet?

Did he also feel my calling to him in this vulgar world?

He lived here for 26 years, and then returned to his own planet. If I call him now, would he still want to come back?

But most of the time he is still immersed in his own world.

He has always liked drawing, but since he was stimulated, he has an indescribable nostalgia.

I don't like this set very much, and naturally I can't understand his world.Maybe Hannibal can, but after all Yu Yuan has left him and chose me.

Oh yes.

He has always chosen me, not me who has chosen him.

In Fairbanks, Alaska, the winter weather is just right, everything is just right.

The humid cold current of the Arctic Ocean crosses the mountains and ridges, bringing a clear and dry winter. The snow is piled up on the tall mountains of Fairbanks, and falls on the tall branches, sprinkled on the lover's shoulders, just to meet eternity.

I lay with him in the aurora planet house, he looked up at the sky, and I looked at him sideways.

"Yu Yuan."

I looked into his dark eyes, looked at the gorgeous aurora in his eyes, it seemed like eternity.

I was so moved that tears filled my eyes, and I was in a mess. My call was so restrained and so deep, but he didn't answer, looking up at the night sky outside the window.

God - if you old man can hear me calling, then I want to tell you, this man is better than everything in the world.Including your eloquent white snow.

"Why don't we start over."

The author has something to say: Thanks to all comrades who have clicked hahaha

It's coming to an end so soon

Originally, I thought there was no need to write a side story, but I still added an article

In the end, I will continue to fight Ah Jin to the end