secret galaxy

At eight o'clock in the evening, the taxi stopped outside the gate of Tianze Garden. Liang Qian paid the money and walked into the community.

The night is pleasant, and the dark blue sky is like a huge gem, dotted with a few bright diamonds.A group of peaceful birds were resting on the silk tree. When Liang Qian passed by, they flapped their wings symbolically, and then retreated lazily.

A "torture" awaits Liang Qian.

Yao Nandong was lying on the sofa, wearing a facial mask. The reflection from the phone screen made his facial features pale. Liang Qian was taken aback. He flicked on the headlights and complained, "Mom, you're pretending to be a ghost."

"Oh, I almost fell asleep." Yao Nandong took off the mask, threw it into the trash can, and patted the sofa cushion, "Sit, Liang Xiaoqian, let's talk."

"No way..." Liang Qian exaggeratedly sighed, "You want to learn from my dad? I understand the reason. I will keep a distance from Duan Xinghe in the law firm from now on. That's fine."

"You're good to know."

Liang Qian nodded, intending to go upstairs to take a shower, but Yao Nandong grabbed his sleeve and said, "What's the hurry, mom can't delay you for a few minutes?"

Liang Qian had no choice but to sit down, pretending to be attentive, took a peach from the tea table, and took a bite.

"When you graduated from university, you told us that you liked boys... Are you kidding me?" Yao Nandong carefully sized Liang Qian up. After all, he had been a criminal judge for more than [-] years. There was an aura of calm and prestige, but this majesty had no effect on Liang Qian. He still ate peaches in a leisurely manner, half-casting his eyes in thought.

Yao Nandong simply spoke out: "You care too much about Duan Xinghe. Please explain clearly what's going on."

Liang Qian asked: "If I like boys, am I not your son?"

The mother and son looked at each other for a moment, the corners of Yao Nandong's eyes turned red, he sniffled, and slapped Liang Qian on the back: "How could that be, nonsense!"

"That's it." Liang Qian made a throw, and the peach pit accurately entered the frame, and he clapped his hands.

Yao Nandong carefully concealed his disappointment, but Liang Qian heard that short sigh.He put his arms around his mother's shoulders and shook it vigorously, "What's the matter, you are not happy to have another son to honor you."

"What's so good about a son, it will only make people worry." Yao Nandong pointed out, "I want a daughter."

Liang Qian remembered that Duan Xinghe still had a younger sister, and raised his eyebrows mysteriously: "Don't worry, there will be a daughter too."

Yao Nandong glanced at him suspiciously, Liang Qian puffed up his cheeks innocently, and patted his mother's shoulder with a smile.

Yao Nandong would be sulky, and his attitude softened: "When will I bring Duan Xinghe home for dinner, I haven't seen it yet."

Liang Qian was caught off guard.Although the Liang family's family style is open-minded, he also vaccinated his parents four years ago, but Yao Nandong's speed of acceptance still made him speechless: "Mom, I haven't written a word yet."

"Then when?"

"Well, there's actually one more difficulty I haven't told you," Liang Qian sneered weakly, "He might like girls."

Yao Nandong was furious: "Then you are wasting my time!"

"Obviously you are wasting my time!" Liang Qian ran away in a hurry.

On Friday, Duan Xinghe's leave of absence ended and he continued to return to work in the law firm.During the few days when he was away, the front desk was guarded by the executive Xiao Liu. Xiao Liu had a sweet voice, lively and cute, but it was a pity that it was not Liang Qian's cup of tea. Every time I stepped into the law firm, I always felt that something was missing.

Fortunately, Duan Xinghe is back, and everything is back to normal—at least on the surface.

In the elevator, Liang Qian and Wan Hong met each other on a narrow road, and nodded with a half-smile.

Liang Qian pretended to be concerned: "Lawyer Wan, how is your cousin? Has the marriage been saved?"

"Thanks to you." Wan Hong, in a suit and leather shoes, with three to seven points of hair and gray sideburns, glanced at him sternly, "Lawyer Liang should pay more attention to his emotional life. It’s better not to make it known to everyone.”

When the elevator reached the fourteenth floor, Liang Qian politely made a gesture of invitation, and said calmly, "Although I don't understand what Lawyer Wan is talking about, thank you for your reminder."

Wan Hong entered the law firm first, Duan Xinghe had already arrived at his post, and politely greeted "Morning Lawyer Wan", but Wan Hong didn't look at him directly, and turned straight into the East District.

Liang Qian walked to the front desk, smiled at Duan Xinghe, and said in a low voice, "Don't pay attention to him, it must be that guy with hairspray a few days ago who is soliciting again."

Duan Xinghe felt very guilty: "It's all my fault."

"Don't think so, he has long disliked the small temple of Xingbang." The elevator outside the door made a clear sound, and lawyers and administrative staff came to work again. Liang Qian raised his mobile phone and shook it, signaling Duan Xinghe to contact him on WeChat. Then went back to his office.

"Have you finished moving?" This was the question he was most concerned about.

Liang Qian's house was fully furnished, and they were all brand new. He told Duan Xinghe repeatedly that he should use it as needed, and don't be polite. I don't know if Duan Xinghe took it to heart.

"The move is over." Duan Xinghe asked, "When are you going to Shenzhen?"

"Anyway, as long as you can arrive on Monday, it depends on your arrangements." Liang Qian opened the map and checked it. It takes about three hours to drive from Yuzhou to Cangshi. After discussing with Duan Xinghe, he decided to set off on Saturday afternoon. In this way, Arrive at the nursing home just in time for dinner.According to Duan Xinghe, his mother's condition was the most stable during that time period.

After the discussion was completed, Liang Qian made a final decision: "Okay, I will pick you up at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

Duan Xinghe replied "Okay", and after a few seconds, another message came: "Liang Qian, if you don't mind, come to my house for dinner tomorrow at noon, this time is too much trouble for you."

"Okay," Liang Qian smirked while holding a coffee cup, "just to warm your house."

"It was originally your house."

"Buying and selling does not break the lease, the status of the lessee is very high."

"Thank you." Duan Xinghe ignored Liang Qian's instructions and said these three words again.The most pale and feeble, but also the most sincere.

That night, the typhoon entered the country.It was raining heavily in Yuzhou City, and the world was blurred. Liang Qian slept until midnight and was awakened by the howling wind.The lights in the yard were flickering, Yao Nandong and Liang Yanjie were saving flowers, the sound of bumping and bumping mixed into the sound of wind and rain, like a wonderful symphony.

Liang Qian's bedroom was connected to a small balcony. He walked to the edge of the balcony as if he was sleepwalking. As soon as he opened the window, he was chilled by the oncoming rain.

People suddenly sober.

Liang Qian wiped off the water from his eyelids, and shouted down, "Do you need help?"

Liang Yanjie couldn't laugh or cry: "It's all over, you came at the right time!"

From where the voice came from, two elderly people had already entered the living room. Liang Qian shrugged and said, "Then I'll go back to sleep."

As a result, I couldn't sleep.That pocket of rain was so heavy that it scared Duke Zhou away.

Liang Qian lay down for a while, turned on the bedside lamp, and sat up.The time was [-]:[-] in the morning, and he sent a message to Duan Xinghe: "It's really raining tonight."

It was also on a rainy night that he suddenly understood that he liked Duan Xinghe.

Six months ago, he went to Guangzhou to hold a court session, stayed in a bed and breakfast hotel, and sorted out the agency's opinions and evidence materials until one o'clock in the morning.Outside, the rain began to patter, hitting the glass crisply. At first, the rhythm was lazy, but then someone pushed it into a hurry, and it slammed like a handful of marbles from the sky.

Liang Qian closed the computer and leaned against the window to listen to the rain. He remembered that one day in the second year of high school, he was hiding from the rain under the bicycle shed, and Duan Xinghe lent him an umbrella.

In fact, he didn't often think of Duan Xinghe in these years. The lawyer's work was trivial and heavy. He often came home late at night and fell asleep without even having a dream.What's more, Duan Xinghe's traces in his life are too shallow, so it's rare to make an appointment for a trip to Shanghai, and he even released Liang Qian's pigeons.

So Liang Qian never thought that he would like Duan Xinghe, only willing to admit that he had a grudge against an old classmate.As for the reason, it comes down to the damn desire to win.

It was a rainy afternoon.

When school was about to end, the sky was filled with dark clouds, and with the bell ringing after class, drizzle fell down.Liang Qian didn't bring an umbrella. Conceited that the rain would not intensify, he stayed to do his homework as usual and became the last classmate to leave the classroom.Unexpectedly, in just a few minutes after he locked the door and went to the bicycle shed, the sky suddenly darkened and the rain poured down.

"How do I go back here..." Liang Qian muttered, took out his mobile phone and called Liang Yanjie, but the phone was turned off, and he called Yao Nandong, only to be hung up after a second.

You can't count on these two workaholic parents who believe in frustration education.Liang Qian hid in the bicycle shed, prepared to leave after the rain weakened, and took a taxi at the school gate to go home.After waiting for a while, I felt bored, so I took out my mobile phone and played Snake.He died twice and was about to open the third one when he suddenly heard someone call his name.Liang Qian turned his head and saw Duan Xinghe whose trousers were soaked.

He was quite surprised: "You haven't left yet?"

Duan Xinghe nodded and asked, "You didn't bring an umbrella?"

Holding a blue umbrella in his hand, he took out a purple one with the same style and pattern from his schoolbag, and handed it to Liang Qian, bypassing the rows of bicycles.

Liang Qian was overjoyed and said with a smile, "Thank you."

The two walked out of the school side by side, and Liang Qian asked, "Why do you carry two umbrellas?"

Duan Xinghe said: "There has been a lot of rain recently, so I have to prepare extra."

Liang Qian glanced at him thoughtfully.

To be honest, Duan Xinghe's appearance here at this moment was a bit too coincidental, so that he had a weird feeling, as if Duan Xinghe was observing him secretly.This idea made Liang Qian excited, he guessed nervously, in fact, Duan Xinghe still cared about him a lot, and liked to compete with him.

When he got home, Liang Qian dried the umbrella and put it away carefully. Every fold was folded neatly and obediently.For Duan Xinghe's generous help, he felt that he should repay something, but after much deliberation, one was that he didn't know Duan Xinghe well, and the other was that they had an ordinary relationship, and it would be embarrassing to complicate things. A box of brand-name chocolates from his aunt, got up early the next morning, and put the things into Duan Xinghe's desk drawer before the students arrived in the classroom.

Duan Xinghe, Duan Xinghe... Many years later, on a rustling rainy night, Liang Qian remembered this innocuous matter again, and chanted this long-lost name.

In an instant, all the memories related to Duan Xinghe filled Liang Qian's mind.

do i like him

Liang Qian seemed to have two villains fighting in his heart. One said it was impossible because they had almost no intersection. If Liang Qian's high school life was compared to a sea, then the time related to Duan Xinghe was just a handful of stones in the sea.How can love be born in this situation?Another voice was much louder. He asked Liang Qian, what do you remember about that sea?In the end, it's not about a handful of stones.

The rain kept washing the glass of the hotel room, and the outside world became hazy and dreamy. Liang Qian pressed his forehead against the window and sighed softly.

After arguing for a while, the two noisy voices finally calmed down and made a unanimous decision: go back to Yuzhou, all the answers are there.

After all, there is not only vigorous love in the world, but also muddled lovesickness.