secret galaxy

After lunch, Yao Xuyun took Duan Xiaoyou for a walk in the park opposite the community. Duan Xinghe wanted to help Yao Nandong clean up the dishes, but was stopped.

"You don't need to be busy, just sit and rest." Yao Nandong's attitude was still kind and loving, and did not change in any way because of the embarrassing scene at the dinner table.

"Auntie..." Duan Xinghe hesitated to speak, he didn't know if it was cold or hot, the tip of his nose was flushed.

Yao Nandong smiled and said: "No need to explain, this is a matter between the two of you, go and talk to Liang Qian."

Liang Qian watched Duan Xinghe's newly bought flowers in the living room, not far from them, and could hear the conversation clearly.He was a little irritable, his hands lost weight, and he accidentally pulled off a few carnation petals.

Looking down, Liang Qian crumpled the petals and threw them into the trash can before striding towards the door.

As expected, the temperature dropped today, and all the plants in the yard were listless. Liang Qian stood beside the stone table and took a deep breath of cold air.

After a while, he noticed someone coming from behind, with regular and steady steps, it was very familiar Duan Xinghe's footsteps.

"Liang Qian?" Duan Xinghe tentatively called his name.

Liang Qian remained silent.In fact, he wasn't very angry, he just deliberately played tricks and wanted Duan Xinghe to coax him.

"Don't be angry." Duan Xinghe stretched out his index finger and poked lightly on his waist.

Liang Qian tensed all his muscles suddenly, and when he recovered, he suddenly wanted to laugh.He decided to wait and see what else Duan Xinghe could do.

Duan Xinghe was quiet for a while, just when Liang Qian thought he had given up, he suddenly stuck up and hugged Liang Qian from behind.

Liang Qian was stunned for a moment - this was the first time that Duan Xinghe took the initiative to make intimate gestures to him.

He stared at the part of Duan Xinghe's wrist exposed from the cuff, thought for a long time, then grabbed his wrist and turned around.

Looking at each other, Duan Xinghe felt a little uneasy, quietly observing his expression.

Liang Qian pinched the back of his hand, "What's going on?"

Duan Xinghe frowned in distress, and said: "For a while last year, Xiaoyou's mood suddenly became particularly bad. At that time, I was working in a restaurant, and the boss' daughter—"

He got stuck, and Liang Qian filled it out for him: "Like you?"

Duan Xinghe nodded slightly. "Xiaoyou thought I would abandon her, and was very scared, so she proposed to marry me. At that time, I agreed to appease her. I didn't expect that she would suddenly...I'm sorry."

"What apologies, it's not your fault."

Liang Qian held Duan Xinghe's hand and touched the cocoon of the tiger's mouth, which was rough and thick.He couldn't help exerting some strength, clasped Duan Xinghe firmly, and asked, "When did you know that you were adopted?"

"Very early." After finishing speaking, Duan Xinghe found that Liang Qian didn't seem very satisfied with the answer, so he further explained, "I have always vaguely remembered the appearance of the orphanage. When I was seven years old, I accidentally heard my parents talking, so I knew Yes. They didn’t hide it later, and confessed to me when I was 15 years old.”

"Are your parents treating you well?"

"it is good."

Liang Qian remained silent, and Duan Xinghe said again: "My mother has gynecological diseases. The doctor said that she might be infertile, but after adopting me, she became pregnant. Later, when Xiaoyou was born, they didn't send me away. It was still the same as before. Same to me."

Liang Qian looked into Duan Xinghe's eyes, his heart was filled with sorrow, and he couldn't help thinking: No wonder he has grown into such a restrained, steady, reliable and calm adult.In his heart, in a dusty corner, the abandoned child probably lived forever, afraid of losing his warmth, cherishing every kindness, and always reminding himself that he didn't deserve it all.

Liang Qian had never met the young Duan Xinghe, but he didn't need to guess that he was definitely a steady kid.He was praised by all the neighbors for being sensible, not crying or fussing. His parents gave him a piece of candy, held it in his hand like a baby, and licked it carefully.

He also suddenly understood why Duan Xinghe indulged Duan Xiaoyou so much, he would rather do a few jobs alone than persuade Duan Xiaoyou to go out to work.Apart from the family affection he spends day and night and the love he has for his sister, why is it not because of his identity.As an adopted child, he always has a sense of gratitude and responsibility. When the family encounters misfortune, he can only stand up firmly, instead of being the person who "does not taste good medicine", otherwise he would be too ungrateful.

"What should we do now?" Liang Qian restrained his irritability and sighed slowly.

"Go home today, I'll tell her."

"what do you say?"

Duan Xinghe fell into hesitation when a gust of cold wind blew through his shirt and ruffled his hair. He tilted his head to avoid the blinding wind and sand, with a stubborn expression on his face.

"Let me talk to her." Liang Qian gathered his coat, "Why are you wearing so little?"

Duan Xinghe smiled: "I didn't feel cold when I went out in the morning."

Liang Qian took him back to the bedroom, and found a long windbreaker from the closet. Duan Xinghe was a little shorter, and the clothes looked a little loose, his fingers were tucked into the sleeves, and the collar covered his chin. More than sixteen or seventeen years old.

Liang Qian admired him with a smile. Duan Xinghe probably felt that his appearance was a bit silly, so he lowered his head and tugged at his sleeve, trying to show his fingers.

As soon as he looked up, he was greeted with an unexpected kiss.

Liang Qian supported the back of his head, kissed him for a while, and then parted from him panting, and said, "If Xiaoyou insists on marrying you, will you break up with me?"

Duan Xinghe was in a daze, his eyes seemed to be foggy, after a while the fog dissipated, and he said firmly: "No."

"Really?" Liang Qian's throat tightened.

"real."

A secret gate seemed to collapse suddenly. Liang Qian stroked Duan Xinghe's forehead and asked in a low voice, "Do you know why I returned to Yuzhou?"

He himself didn't know why he brought this up.

Duan Xinghe shook his head, confused and a bit lucky: "I used to think that you would stay in Shanghai."

Liang Qian smiled lightly: "I really thought about it. It is said that housing prices in Shanghai are expensive, but after working hard for a few years, coupled with the support of my parents, it is not too difficult to buy a house and settle down there. When they get old, they can also I took it over to live in. I had planned very well at first, but after staying in Yuzhou for several years, I still couldn’t let go of Yuzhou, and I always felt that something was hooking me back.”

"Do you remember the class reunion in junior year?"

Duan Xinghe nodded hesitantly.

"If you really came to Shanghai back then, maybe we wouldn't have to waste this time."

Duan Xinghe slightly widened his eyes, his sparse eyebrows twitched lightly, and asked incoherently: "What do you mean?"

"There are a lot of things that I don't think much about, I'm too annoyed, and I'm afraid I won't be able to end it after piercing the window paper, so I've been living in a muddle." Liang Qian tilted his head lazily, thinking of the past days, with regrets and regrets. Joy, the anxiety of getting what you want, and the melancholy of tossing and turning, but now they are all in the past, and you can smile freely.

"When I was practicing in Shanghai, I was very busy with work and traveled around. Sometimes when I think of you, I look through the class photos in the past, and the video of us singing together, and ask other students about you. I don't think it's a big deal. Yes, just like what Wen Weizhe said, it was because I was always second in the exam that year, so I paid attention to you occasionally and wanted to compete with you."

Duan Xinghe played with the buttons on his windbreaker, feeling at a loss for his sudden confession, his eyes shifted and changed, and finally settled on Liang Qian's face full of affection.

"However, later I couldn't lie to myself anymore, because I found out——I don't think of you occasionally, but I can never forget you."

"So, do you understand? Duan Xinghe."

This is why I crossed the mountains and rivers and returned to Yuzhou.