secret galaxy

On Saturday, it rained lightly in Yuzhou, the sky was gray, and there were few pedestrians on the road.

Liang Qian pressed the wiper to wipe off the water stains on the windshield, and then turned up the temperature inside the car.There was a soothing violin music playing on the stereo, and Duan Xinghe fell asleep in the co-pilot, covered with Liang Qian's coat, with his head tilted to his side, with an open book on his lap.

He didn't do a full set last night, but he was tossed enough.Liang Qian was like a stuffy pot, with too much gunpowder accumulated, and it would explode if he didn't let it out.After the end, the two hugged each other and fell asleep. Liang Qian slept until eight o'clock. When he opened his eyes, he felt empty in his arms. When he looked closely, Duan Xinghe was gone.

He found someone in the study. Duan Xinghe was barefoot, only covered with a thin blanket, and was silently memorizing the cumbersome procedural regulations in criminal proceedings.

After asking, I found out that Duan Xinghe got up at five o'clock in the morning. Liang Qian wanted to scold someone, but when the words of reprimand came to his lips, he couldn't speak, feeling very aggrieved.Leaning over and touching his instep, she became even angrier: "Can't you wear a pair of socks?"

"Forgot," Duan Xinghe replied calmly, looked up and saw Liang Qian's stinky face, so he smiled submissively: "I am in good health."

"You are in good health," Liang Qian was dazzled by his smile, "then don't beg for mercy on the bed from now on."

Duan Xinghe's face turned pale, he lifted the book, pretending to read seriously.Only then was Liang Qian satisfied, and went to find him socks with a smirk.

Facts have proved that Duan Xinghe is not made of iron. As soon as he got on the high speed, his eyelids started to fight, just like when he was sleepy in class when he was a student. I moved, finally settled down, and fell asleep.

Liang Qian watched the whole process from the sidelines, grinning from ear to ear, and endured so much effort that he did not make a sound. If he hadn't held the steering wheel, he would have recorded it with his mobile phone and played it on a loop for Duan Xinghe later.

The car moved forward smoothly.

Because of the rain, there were sporadic vehicles passing by on the highway, and occasionally there was a "swish" sound, bringing a series of splashes.

A quiet journey is most suitable for contemplation and memories. Liang Qian leaned on the seat, found a comfortable position, and began to search through the old things.He still remembered that on the day of his confession, Duan Xinghe said that he was a person with a great sense of justice. At that time, Liang Qian felt puzzled, but thinking about it now, maybe he had helped Duan Xinghe unintentionally.

Liang Qian does not consider himself to be a moral model. Since childhood, the good deeds he has done are limited to disaster donations, picking up garbage, and helping the elderly to cross the road. None of them can be shown on TV or be commended. It’s not that he doesn’t want to. The main reason is that I am unlucky, and I have never encountered an occasion where I can act bravely.

So Duan Xinghe is right, the intersection between them should be very short, just a hasty side, about a trivial matter.The difference is that Duan Xinghe remembers, but Liang Qian does not.

When he was about to arrive in Cangshi, Duan Xinghe woke up and found that he was covered with Liang Qian's coat. He felt very embarrassed and held it in his hand and wanted to pass it to him: "Are you cold?"

"It's not cold, the air conditioner is turned on high." Liang Qian glanced at it, saw the indentation on Duan Xinghe's cheek, and smiled slightly: "You look so funny when you sleep."

Duan Xinghe was nervous for a while: "Did I talk in my sleep?"

"Say it," Liang Qian lied without changing his face, "say you love me."

Duan Xinghe was slightly stunned, not answering his words.

Liang Qian was in high spirits: "Aren't you going to comment?"

Duan Xinghe pursed his lips and smiled, looking at Liang Qian helplessly: "You made it up."

"Then don't you love me?"

Duan Xinghe sat up suddenly, Liang Qian thought he was going to say some love words, but he stared out of the window and said anxiously: "You are going to turn right, you are going in the wrong lane."

Liang Qian couldn't laugh or cry: "That's not your fault!"

After some detours, they finally arrived at Qingmu Sanatorium.Cang City is the same as Yuzhou, and the sky is also pattering.They left in a hurry in the morning and forgot to bring their umbrellas. There was only one spare in the car. Liang Qian handed it to Duan Xinghe: "Then you go, I'll wait for you in the parking lot."

Duan Xinghe got out of the car, opened the umbrella, hesitated for a few seconds while holding the car door, then poked his head in again and asked, "Do you want to go with me?"

"Can you?" Liang Qian wanted to see Sun Juan early in the morning, but he was afraid that Duan Xinghe would be embarrassed by making such a request.

Duan Xinghe nodded and said hesitantly: "However, we may not be able to tell him about our relationship for the time being."

"Of course." Liang Qian pushed open the driver's side door, took the umbrella from Duan Xinghe's hand, and said, "Let's go."

Walking halfway, Duan Xinghe suddenly pushed the handle of the umbrella: "A little towards you."

"The umbrella is only that big," Liang Qian said with a rascal look on his face, "then you should hold it tighter."

They went to see the doctor first, and briefly exchanged about Sun Juan's condition.In fact, since this year, Sun Juan's condition has been very stable, and she is no longer as volatile and capricious as she was at the beginning. A few months ago, the doctor advised her to go home to recuperate.

This is also what Sun Juan meant, but every time she mentioned it, Duan Xinghe vaguely explained it, pretending not to understand her hint.It's not that he doesn't want to take his mother home, but for her health and family harmony, Duan Xinghe thinks it's better to live in a nursing home.

During the more than four years of living in Cangshi, he and Duan Xiaoyou have been living in a simple old residential area. The environment is average and the voices are noisy, which is not conducive to Sun Juan's recovery.Coupled with the fact that the mother and daughter have a heart-to-heart relationship, Duan Xiaoyou thinks of that terrible night when she sees Sun Juan, and Sun Juan is also full of guilt for being late. If they live under the same roof, they must get along strangely and strangely .Therefore, Duan Xinghe has been dragging on this matter, but he knows that it won't be too long.

After bidding farewell to the doctor, a young nurse took them to the ward.Two years ago, Sun Juan lived in a single room. Later, when things got better, she lived in a suite with an old lady. When she was in a good mood, she could cook for herself.

Seeing that he was approaching the door, Duan Xinghe stopped and vaccinated Liang Qian: "My mother has a warm-hearted personality and a kind person, but she hasn't read many books and her vision is small. You..."

"You don't need to tell me," Liang Qian pinched Duan Xinghe's fingers, "I understand."

Duan Xinghe breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at him, then pushed open the half-covered door, and called "Mom".

In the simply furnished living room, a middle-aged woman sat on a stool knitting a sweater, her temples were a little gray, she raised her head when she heard the sound, and asked in surprise, "It's so early today?"

Seeing Liang Qian behind Duan Xinghe, she was stunned, her eyes dimmed for a moment: "Xiaoyou... didn't come here."

Duan Xinghe will not lie, he can only change the subject: "Mom, this is my classmate, Liang Qian."

Liang Qian took a half step forward, bowed to Sun Juan, and showed the sunny and sensible smile that parents like best: "Hello, auntie."

"Hey, hello, sit down." Sun Juan stood up. She was a thin woman with a strong northern accent. When she looked at people, her eyes were naked and straightforward.

Liang Qian was also observing her. Sun Juan was really beautiful. Although her skin was rough and dark yellow due to lack of maintenance, and her temples were sunken, her facial features and bones revealed residual charm.

"There is everything here, why buy these?" Sun Juan complained about Duan Xinghe, took the fruits and nutritional products and put them on the cabinet, and asked Liang Qian: "What does Xiao Liang do?"

Liang Qian replied: "Oh, I am a lawyer."

"Lawyer?" Sun Juan raised her voice, raised her drooping eyelids, and her attitude was obviously enthusiastic, "Hello, lawyer, can a lawyer earn hundreds of thousands a month?"

"How can there be so many aunts, all of whom are just eating food."

Sun Juan asked Duan Xinghe: "Pour some water for your classmate." Then she sat opposite Liang Qian and said with a smile: "You and our Xinghe are college classmates?"

Liang Qian corrected: "High school classmate."

Sun Juan nodded thoughtfully, and began to inquire about his family situation. Hearing that one of Liang Qian's parents was a judge and the other a lawyer, awe subconsciously appeared in her eyes. smiling.

Liang Qian felt uncomfortable, but he handled it with ease. At this moment, Sun Juan suddenly asked a strange question: "Xiao Liang, as a lawyer, you must know a lot of people, right?"

Liang Qian couldn't figure out her intention, so he responded vaguely. Duan Xinghe suddenly put the water glass heavily on the table, and called out "Mom" warningly.

"What's wrong?" Liang Qian pulled Duan Xinghe's wrist to make him sit down, acting as a peacemaker, "Auntie, just say what you have."

"Oh," Sun Juan said awkwardly, and was about to speak, but was intercepted by Duan Xinghe: "I will find a way for my work!"

Originally, he wanted to ask him to introduce Duan Xinghe to work.Liang Qian quickly figured out what was going on, first patted Duan Xinghe's knee, and pretended to reprimand: "Speak up, why are you in a hurry." Then he smiled at Sun Juan: "Don't worry, Auntie, he is preparing for an exam. You can become a lawyer."

"Really?" Sun Juan looked suspiciously, and looked at Duan Xinghe in embarrassment, "You didn't tell me either."

Duan Xinghe lowered his eyes and stared at the off-white floor without saying a word. Sun Juan found a step for herself and said to Liang Qian: "If it's an exam, it's fine. You may not know Xiaoliang. The most powerful thing is the exam."

Why don't I know, Liang Qian thought, I'm still the one who was bullied the most by him.

The room became quiet, and Liang Qian felt that Duan Xinghe was not very happy, even though he acted as if he was just tired.

"Xiao Liang looks familiar," Sun Juan continued to make friends with Liang Qian, "I should have met you before, is it a parent meeting?"

Liang Qian had no impression of Sun Juan, but still echoed, "Maybe."

"That's not right," Sun Juan's eyebrows appeared in the pattern of Sichuan characters, and she stared at Liang Qian and fell into a long thought. Liang Qian felt hairy and muttered to herself.

"Xinghe," Sun Juan really remembered, and asked, "Is Xiaoliang the one on Fengming Road..."

"No." Duan Xinghe suddenly raised his head, pointed at the ball of wool and asked, "Mom, what are you knitting?"