A Love Letter to Uncle Qin

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the sky is blue and rainy.

After Chu Yi answered the phone, he put the phone back in his pocket, and saw the manager standing behind the writing desk with his hands on the desk, staring blankly at the ground not far ahead.

He walked over, and the agent suddenly looked up, exhaled, and said seriously: "I always thought that the things in your family were like a time bomb to you, and now things have exploded. Frankly speaking, I I also felt relieved.”

Chu Yi stood opposite her without saying a word. In front of this senior gold broker, he did not hide anything. This is part of their cooperative relationship.

The capable and agile woman looked at him with more determined eyes, and said after a while: "The best way now is to disclose everything from the past to the present from the side."

She shrugged: "Including the divorce because she cheated on her, who she cheated on, and the blood relationship between your stepfather and your father and you. Director Chu protected his family's information too tightly back then, which made it so important. No one has noticed the information until now.”

Chu Yi’s pupils tightened. Yes, everything has a cause and effect. He and his father have never done anything wrong, but until now, those who made mistakes are free and at ease, but they have repeatedly taken responsibility for unnecessary crimes...

Why?

At this moment, he could even feel the madness of blood surging in his veins.

The pictures from the past were intertwined in his mind one after another, and he could even hear his own dull heartbeat so clearly.

It seemed like it was just a moment, and it seemed like a long time later, he smiled.

With a sad and helpless smile, he said awkwardly, "Give me two days, okay? I have another way, just two days."

It is true that he himself has resentment towards his mother, but exposing her unbearableness to the public is another matter.

When Chu Yi came home, the car drove out of the entrance of the underground parking lot, and a large number of reporters swarmed up outside the door. He suddenly felt a little dizzy. The brief glare of light flickered one after another, still stinging his eyes sorely.

It wasn't until the car stopped at the entrance of the villa that Chu Yi had the illusion that he had returned to his original place.

Probably the weather was about to change, the grass and trees in the yard were swaying constantly by the wind, and the sky seemed to be covered with thick clouds, making the already dark sky at dusk even more gloomy.

It seemed that there would be a heavy rain at night, and the first thing he did when he entered the door was to check where the windows were open. No matter what happened, this was his habit of living alone for so many years.

I ran downstairs and upstairs, and ran up to the attic to find that the small window inside was open. It should have been opened in the morning when the workers came to clean up the house, and the sky was still sunny in the morning.

Chu Yi walked over, unhooked the window hook with long and clean fingers, pulled up the wooden frame sash, inserted the latch, and closed the window tightly.

It suddenly occurred to me that there was such an attic in the villa at home when I was a child.

It seems that when he was five years old, he was naughty like a monkey. He ran to play in the second floor by himself, but he also opened the sliding window but did not close it.

It happened that there was a typhoon that night, and it was rainy and windy all night. The next day, Chu Qinghe took him upstairs to see his masterpiece: the newspapers that had been piled up on the shelf were blown wet to the walls and floors, and the wooden floor Also drenched with water.

He was about to cry at that time, Chu Qinghe carried him on his shoulder with a laugh, and didn't give him a word of reproach except to tell him not to make the same mistake again.

Warm and serene, that was the first and best time of his life.

But the good times are always short. When he was ten years old, Chu Qinghe drowned and died.

Being sent to his mother's house was something he couldn't choose. In that small family of three, his abrupt and embarrassing existence proved his mother's unspeakable past.

Therefore, she chose to let the child who lost his father at a young age go to the school to board, out of sight and out of mind.Meeting is cold and violent, this is Chu Yi, eight years from ten years old to adulthood.

When he met Zhuma at the age of 16, he also naively thought that his loneliness was finally over.

Two years later, that girl appeared, and a summer vacation overturned everything he had.

The bamboo horse held the girl's hand and begged him to help him, and they had a fierce fight.

Zhuma is the child of his stepfather's colleague's family. When things got out of hand and spread in front of his mother, what was waiting for him was a slap on the head and face.

How did she scold at that time?

"It's fine if you don't learn well, and you're throwing our people away. Why don't you just die? Anyway, homosexuals will get AIDS sooner or later."

What happened afterwards was even more unbearable. She wanted to send him to a mental hospital. In order to prevent him from escaping, she locked him up in the small and cramped storage room at home for two full days.

It was 2006, more than five years since China officially removed homosexuals from the list of mental patients.

Chu Yi stood by the attic window for a while, the sky that was not considered clear at first faded into dark night, then turned and walked downstairs.

He was not in the mood to eat, so he went back to the room directly. In the family of three, the only person who did not block him on his mobile phone was the youngest son of the woman. Chu Yi took out his mobile phone and sent a message.

Then he opened the sliding door of the balcony without turning on the light, turned around and sat on the floor by the foot of the bed, waiting silently.

The wind, wrapped in cool water, poured in from the open door, and the room was desolate and desolate.

He looked at the dark and dizzy sky in the distance. After all, the person who gave him life, until now, still has room to change, even if it is his last respect for the word mother.

After an unknown amount of time, the phone finally rang, and the melodious ringing pierced the silence.Chu Yi shook his hand, lowered his arm resting on his knee and quickly picked up the phone.

Sure enough, it was the person he was looking for, and he connected quickly. As soon as the phone reached his ear, he heard the woman's angry questioning voice: "Why are you looking for your brother?"

Before Chu Yi could answer, the woman continued: "I don't know why your uncle met the reporter, let alone why he said that. He owes hundreds of thousands of gambling debts, and I have stopped dealing with him for a long time. Nothing has anything to do with me."

"I know." Chu Yi said.

Because she has scruples, she dare not.I can only speculate about my relatives from the perspective of interests, and I don't know who is more sad.

I also heard the woman say: "Why did I divorce your father and who I married to you? You'd better not go out and talk about these things, otherwise I can tell you about your liking for men. I won't be afraid of death." .”

Chu Yi's throat choked, and suddenly he couldn't say a word when he reached his mouth.It turns out that what has been broken can still be crushed into powder.

Until just now, he still wanted to whitewash her.

After a long time, he said in a hoarse trembling voice, "Are you, are you threatening me?"

A woman's voice came with a crying sound: "I can't let your brother be pointed at the spine and say how his parents are."...

The car was parked outside the gate of the villa. Qin You got out of the car. The wind was blowing violently in the yard, and the wind was blowing gravel and gravel, making it almost blinding.

Looking up and squinting, the upstairs of the villa was pitch black, and only a faint light came through the window of the living room downstairs.

But he guessed that Chu Yi should be at home, Qin You strode to the porch, opened the door, and sure enough, the corridor lights were on.

Chu Yi seemed to have the habit of hiding himself in the dark when he was sad, and Qin You felt even more uneasy. Originally, he planned to let the assistant come back first, but after thinking about it, he arranged for someone to stay there to deal with the follow-up matters. I came back in person.

These days, he hardly has time to pay attention to other things. When he saw the news, Chu Yi's affairs were already in full swing.

He asked Yan Qiuhong, and Yan Qiuhong said: "In the long run, the trouble now is that the character Chu Yi in "The City That Never Sleeps" also has conflicts with his parents, and the plot in the novel has always been controversial. If the matter cannot be resolved, there may be a change of roles.”

Qin You knew that the relationship between Chu Yi and his family was tense, but the facts in front of him were obviously worse than he expected.

Walking slowly up to the second floor, in the dark room, the voice of talking could be heard faintly.

Until the footsteps stopped outside Chu Yi's room door, and the door was not closed tightly, he clearly heard the people in the room say in a hoarse voice, "Remember, I'm still willing to talk to you now, simple It's because you locked me up at home for two days, but your youngest son let me go in the end."

Although the voice was as cold as a knife's edge, there was a sense of despair and desolation in his tone.

Qin You gently pushed the door open, the light in the room was also dim and unclear, but the open balcony door let out the cold sky, the wind blew in, the curtains fluttered and fluttered, and the night when the heavy rain was approaching, there was a feeling of desolation and bitter rain. It was deserted.

And Chu Yi was sitting on the ground in front of the window, a lonely shadow in the darkness, even though what he said just now was so cold and ruthless, he curled himself up tightly with the phone in his hand.

From behind, he could even see his shoulders trembling with great restraint.

When he spoke again, his voice almost tremblingly asked the person on the other end of the phone: "Let me ask you one last question. At that time, you wanted to send me to a mental hospital. Is it because you really think that homosexuality is a mental illness, or is it because you are plotting against me?" heritage?"

Qin You stopped and stood there, his legs seemed to be filled with lead. He seemed to understand who the person on the other side of the phone was, and he seemed to know what Chu Yi was talking about.

Also, if it was just because of a broken relationship back then, how could it be possible to force a child to have nothing to think about in life, so desperate that he committed suicide!

The person on the other side of the phone didn't know what to say, Chu Yi quickly dropped his hand, and the phone fell heavily to the floor.

The room returned to suffocating silence, and the blue light of the screen lamp was cold and faint in the darkness.

Chu Yi just sat there without moving, hugged his legs tightly, buried his head on his knees, trembling like a leaf in the wind, as if he wanted to curl himself up a little tighter.

In the darkness, his back is not thin, but lonely.Like a little beast licking its wounds after being wounded.

But, obviously, when he went out a few days ago, he was fine.

Qin You's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and it took a long time before he pronounced two syllables with difficulty, "Chu Yi..."

Chu Yi, then what?He should have said something, but as if nothing was enough.

Seeing that figure from behind seemed to be in a daze for a short time, he sat where he was, raised his arm and wiped his eyes in panic a few times, and stood up from the ground like a conditional shot.

When Qin You walked over, he turned around slowly, looked at Qin You briefly, and suddenly forced out a smile with difficulty, his voice was so hoarse that it was almost unrecognizable, "Uncle Qin." Then, his eyes quickly changed turned away.

The two of them were facing each other, Qin You could still see clearly in such a dim light, Chu Yi's red and moist eye sockets, the dizzy pain and obscurity in his eyes could hardly be hidden.

Qin You fixed his eyes on him, and he turned his face to the side a little helplessly, so at a loss that he didn't dare to look at each other at all, even so, Qin You still saw clearly the watery light from the corner of his eyes again.

His lips trembled a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't utter a single syllable for a long time.

Qin You couldn't bear it even worse, couldn't bear it, distressed, angry, or something else, mixed with various feelings, he raised his hand and held Chu Yi's arm.

Originally, the distance between the two was less than one step, but the moment Qin You touched him, the unsustainable pretense collapsed in an instant.

Chu Yi suddenly rushed over, grabbed Qin You's shoulder with one hand, and his back with the other, and hugged Qin You tightly, as if hugging a piece of driftwood.

It was also like a shipwreck who had been swimming in the dark sea for a long time, and finally found the shore at this moment.He buried his head on the side of Qin You's neck, tears streaming from his eyes, "You are back."

Qin You froze for a moment, but he quickly raised his arms and hugged Chu Yi's body.

With tears falling on the side of his neck, Qin You was silent for a moment before he could speak, "I'm back."

I'm back, don't be afraid.

I can feel Chu Yi's whole body trembling as if trying to suppress something, "If you have anything, just tell me, I'll listen."

After this sentence, the body in his arms trembled more violently, and the sound of gasping and sobbing in his ears became more rapid and dull.

When Chu Yi opened his mouth, a few short words were almost broken, and he said, "I... can't say it."

After a while, the crying sound couldn't be suppressed from his lips, "It turns out... the hurt from my relatives will not be numb even ten thousand times... I won't get used to it even ten thousand times..."

Qin You only felt that his heart was pinched tightly by something, and it contracted for a while and hurt.

He could only fold his arms to hug Chu Yi even tighter.

"You and me." He said firmly.