live-in close friend

"Then what do you think I should do?"

"I never tell others what to do. Smart people naturally know what to do. Stupid people just waste my tongue."

"Pull out the seeds, can you really also pull out the feelings that happened?"

"You overestimated the power of the seed. Love appeared with your life, and the seed was just a fork, which was used by Xie Han."

"After pulling out the seed, what's left of me?"

"Leaving you alone."

"During the Spring Festival, you find Qu and chat with Qu's mother, isn't it just a chat?"

"I want to know about your father's situation. His behavior does not conform to the behavior of ordinary people."

"Do you think Qu and Dad have mental problems?"

"A person's personality is formed under the interaction of genetics, environment, education and other factors. Genetic factors cannot be ignored."

"So, I inherited his mental problems?"

"It's not that serious. In addition to genetic factors, acquired environment and education are equally important. You are more like Director Li."

"Is this consolation?"

"I never do such boring things."

Li Xunran started the half-year-long seed removal treatment.

When there was no need for treatment, Jian Yao took him and took Bo Jinyan along for a self-driving tour along the west coast.Instead of staying in hotels, they look for accommodation on Airbnb.Li Xunran likes the huts filled with the life of the local people. Walking into each house is like walking into a person's life.Every time he opened a new door, he would recall the small building on Shaoxing Road, and the first time he stood in front of the small building.

He had originally thought that these memories were something the brain no longer wanted to recall, or that they would fade as the seeds slowly disappeared, like many other memories, gradually fading into a grain of sand on the bank of the long river of life.

However, they have become a tree, standing luxuriantly on the grassland of memory.Without the nuisance of seeds, they grow proudly and confidently, bathing in the sun during the day, singing with the blue sky with their leaves, and rustling with the breeze at night, the sound is like white noise, accompanying its owner to sleep quietly.

And the other protagonist in the memory, the one who has the same face as himself, has been sitting under the tree with his beloved cello in front of him.He still hugged the body of the piano like a lover, playing a serenade with a gentle smile and gesture.

☆, You and I, but you who are participating in business (6·End)

K. friend

Qu He learned the news of Li Xunran's return to China after the National Day.

At the end of summer, the wind blew through the small building on Shaoxing Road. My mother told him all about my brother on the phone: He was in good spirits. I went back to work in Tongshi.He said that since the illness has been cured, there is no need to go back to Shanghai, and all the things in his house will be left to you.Psychology courses are self-financed. After half of the study, you can take the rest of the courses later. It doesn't matter if you don't study, anyway, the Bureau will not pursue it.After resting for so long, he wanted to return to the criminal police team and start working as soon as possible.By the way, he still called Director Li Dad, and he also called me Mom.

Qu He held the phone, his thoughts drifted far away with his mother's voice, to Tongshi thousands of kilometers away, there was a person who looked like him there, he probably loved to laugh as before, laughing It looks like the wind in spring, the spring in summer, the fruit in autumn, and the sun in winter.Their lives were once so close, and the time together was as beautiful as an accident.

Perhaps, my whole life was an accident.

Whenever it was cloudy and rainy, Qu and the fractured part of his left foot would feel faint pain.It was a very vague pain, passing through the bones bluntly and slowly, a bit grinding.But every time this kind of pain comes, Qu He can feel the joy buried deep in his heart ready to move, wanting to break out of the ground.

Some things can be restrained and some things cannot.

The happiness I once had is like a branding iron, which carefully burns every line of happiness in the atrium. As time goes by, it grows into flesh and blood, and turns into an instinct that does not need to go through the brain.Now, fracture has become synonymous with happiness in his life, and every pain in the bone seam is the tail of happiness.

Qu He once tried to contact the owner of the small building to see if he could save enough savings to buy it in his lifetime.The landlord refused, but told him he could stay as long as he wanted.

After talking with his mother on the phone, Qu He went to reopen the door of Li Xunran's room. No one has been inside for more than 8 months, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated.He opened the curtains to let the sun shine in, watching the dust flying like butterflies in the light, and felt that something stimulated the tear glands.

He sat on the side of the bed, looking at the sun outside, feeling that his body wanted to avoid it instinctively, but he still insisted on it, until his eyes were finally blurred, and the transparent liquid slowly flowed out from the corner of his eyes, at an increasing speed. A time that seems to be gone forever.

After so long, he was finally able to cry.

Sometimes he would drink coffee and chat with Fang Mengqiu, and they even traveled together several times, Hangzhou, Yangzhou, Wuzhen, those water villages have soft and beautiful scenery, and they have the effect of tranquilizers.

Colleagues in the orchestra would occasionally make fun of them: when will we get married?Without him asking, Fang Mengqiu would explain with a smile: "We are just good friends." Colleagues didn't believe it at all.

No one believed that a man and woman of similar age and interests could be friends, Qu He thought, but he made friends with one woman after another and did so well.The only person who can't be a good friend is a man.Now he can't tell whether his feelings for this man are the blood connection between the twins, or the affection and love born of living together every day, and he has no intention of distinguishing.Some people are meant to be the most important ones in your life, and that kind of thing can't be changed in the first place.

He believed in the evil of fate and accepted the fate given by fate.

Fang Mengqiu is the kind of sharp and introverted woman. She reads a lot and talks a little, and she rarely mentions her own stories.Qu He had a person in her heart, she had seen it a long time ago, and she also had a vague idea of ​​who that person was.But she never got to the bottom of it. Friends have their boundaries.

Life in this world is a difficult journey. The road under everyone's feet has ups and downs that outsiders cannot understand. No one has the right to judge other people's lives, unless you really become him and experience everything he has experienced.She really appreciates Qu He and sincerely wants to be friends with him, so she will never ask some questions, just like many things about herself, she will never tell others.

His mother would still bring up the matter of marriage occasionally, but Qu He ignored it at first, but the number of times increased, and finally one day he told his mother plainly: "I have been married twice, and I no longer have any expectations for marriage. Whether or not I meet a suitable partner again, I will never consider getting married again."

My mother was stunned by his words, and she was furious on the phone: "Of course I'm not close to me, I'm not good at urging him, and Director Li doesn't care. You actually told me that you don't want to get married! Do you really want me to have a grandson? Really?" Do you want to make the old song artist disappear?"

Qu He even smiled on the phone: "Mom, you never loved Dad anyway, and Dad still does such a thing. He will never be the same, do you really care?"

Qu's mother was stunned by the choking, and she was a little confused for a moment. She insisted on something for most of her life, as if it was broken by her son's words, and she couldn't put it back together.

"You have worked hard for most of your life, and now you are finally able to be with Uncle Zhao. Don't worry about us juniors, and spend your old age peacefully. If you really want to hold a grandson, don't you still have Uncle Zhao's son."

Mother Qu has always been unable to accept the fact that someone is not married and has no children, but a son is so determined, and a son is only a little closer to her than a stranger, she can't think about it, so she can only temporarily accept the reality.

The heart disease can't be removed, and it hangs on my heart every day, and gradually it becomes a wall, stuck there.

L. New Year

When the Spring Festival came again this year, they gathered at Jian Yao's mother's house like last year.

Jian Yao is three months pregnant, this is the biggest happy event of the year.Mother Qu was as happy as her own grandson, she pulled Jian Yao to sit on the sofa and asked long and short questions: Did you vomit a lot?What would you like to eat, auntie will cook for you?Have you thought of a name for your child?boy or girl?

Xu was smoked by the family's fireworks for a long time, and the ice around Bo Jinyan's body melted a lot. Seeing Jian Yao and Qu's mother holding hands and talking, there was a rare warm smile on his face .

Li Xunran still feels that Bo Jinyan is like an incomprehensible old castle, but now he at least knows that there are lights in this old castle, and those who are allowed to enter the old castle can be illuminated by the lights, and he is One of the.

Just as Qu He thought, he became as smiling as before.Laughter is a good thing, it can cover up all emotions.When you don’t know what to say, you can laugh; when you think of something and you can’t let others know, you can laugh; when you feel that your thoughts are flooding like a flood, laughter is a solid and thick gate, which suddenly shuts down all attempts; when you find When life goes on no matter what, laughter is the only thing that keeps it going.At this moment, he looked at his mother sitting on the sofa, Jian Yao who was about to become a mother, and Bo Jinyan who couldn't imagine what it would be like to be a father, and smiled again.Anyway, there are people in the world who finally achieve happiness, right next to him, which makes him feel that everything is not so bad.

Qu He leaned against the railing of the balcony and looked at the living room. Li Xunran was standing by the TV and smiling, and his mother and Jian Yao were sitting on the sofa affectionately. Even Bo Jinyan's face felt softened by the warm wind. many.

This scene is like a European classical oil painting. Every part of the picture is filled with indissoluble colors, so that people can feel the temperature and smell just by looking at it. It is warm, sweet, and a small fire. The slow-cooked soup is the wine made from red clay and new fermented grains, and it is the life of others that can be seen from a distance but cannot be approached.

His gaze finally fixed on Li Xunran's face, that long-lost smile.He is like a traveler who has been walking alone in the desert for too long, and has become a habit of being trapped and locked up. After seeing the oasis for the first time, he dare not go forward. He just wanders in the distance, fearing that the slightest noise will alarm God, and he will wave away the oasis. Mirage.

In and out of the house, this distance is enough.

During the New Year's Eve dinner, Qu He and Li Xunran both ate a lot and drank two glasses of wine.Sitting across the table, Qu's mother looked at her two sons sitting side by side. She was so beautiful, such a good child, but so repulsed by marriage.After thinking about it, I couldn't help but start to scold again: Hehe, you are also 30, so you really don't plan to look for it anymore?However, when will I have a girlfriend to show my mother?

As soon as the words came out, the atmosphere at the dinner table heated by wine suddenly cooled down. Jian Yao's mother was always the one to ease the atmosphere: "Sister An, what are you worried about? With two children of such character, there is no need to worry about not being able to find a wife." Li Xun Ran just laughed, her curly hair stuck to her forehead, the light in her eyes was dim and fragmented, Mother Qu's heart softened and she didn't continue talking.

But Director Li took up the conversation: "Children have their own ideas when they grow up, and whether they get married or not is their own business, so don't force them. The pain of being forced to marry, isn't it that our generation hasn't had enough?"

Everyone fell into silence, but Bo Jinyan said abruptly at this moment: "Have you ever really thought about what is the most important thing in life?"

No one answered, only Jian Yao stroked her belly and said, "I just want myself and the people I love to be happy." After she finished speaking, she looked up at Bo Jinyan, and the other party's eyes clearly showed great approval.

When the new year was approaching, Jian Yao was very excited, she pulled a whole room of people to stand up, held hands and counted down, Bo Jin moved a few steps calmly, and squeezed Li Xunran and Qu He together.Qu He hesitated for two seconds, grabbed Li Xunran's hand and raised it above his head, and the others joined hands and shouted together: "5, 4, 3, 2, 1...Happy New Year!"

Li Xunran's right hand is Qu He, and his left hand is Director Li. He clenched both hands tightly, and shouted in a voice almost crying: "New Year~ Happy~" One sentence: You must be happy!

Later, as Li Xunran said, "we will live like this every year from now on".

They spent Spring Festival after another at Jian Yao's mother's house.

Meeting once a year, they all felt that it was enough.

Youbi incense cars will no longer meet, and the gorge cloud will be everywhere.

The Ewha Yard falls into the melting moon, and the catkins pond is breezy.

After a few days of loneliness and hurting alcohol, a period of depression is smoking ban.

Where can the fish book be sent? Shui Yuanshan has the same advantages.

——Song Yanshu "Untitled"