Extraordinary relationship

Han Su looked at Jinshu'an who was kneeling on the ground. The man looked up at him with his head half-up, his brows and eyes facing the light from the building beside him, like a classical oil painting covered in mist.

Han Su pulled him up, hugged and kissed him, rested his chin on his shoulder, and said softly, "Go home."

"Aren't you going to Han Dong's?" Jin Shu'an felt sore in his heart. Whenever Han's mood fluctuated suddenly, Han Dong always called him to tell him to "go back", but Han Dong didn't exist, he just Han suddenly split himself, an air-raid shelter where he can temporarily escape reality.

Han suddenly shook his head, "Let's go back at noon tomorrow. I don't have the rice paper he wants. I'll buy it tomorrow and send it to him." He raised his head, bent his eyes and said to Jin Shu'an, "Buy some more crabs. In the past, Han Dong got my mother's true biography, and the crab sauce he made was very delicious."

Jin Shuan kissed his eyelashes, "OK."

Han Su smiled, pulled Jin Shuan forward for a while, picked up the guitar that the man had put on the ground before, and half-jokingly said, "Brother is so talented, I thought you only knew how to play the piano."

Jin Shuan took the guitar and said: "I know a little bit about guitar and cello, and I can play relatively simple pieces. I have the basic skills of piano, and it is easier to learn than others." He coughed, with a slightly embarrassed expression, "It's just When I went abroad, I went to various music gatherings with arty people, but now I say it’s chasing stars, learning for idols.”

"My God!" Han Su laughed out loud, "Does Mr. Jin still have such a fanatical side? Shocked!"

The two of them held hands and walked towards the underground parking lot. Because of the confession just now, both of them were in a good mood.Jin Shu'an said: "Actually, I was naughty and couldn't sit still when I was a child, and then I went abroad early, otherwise I guess I could learn some Chinese quintessence."

He pointed to the west, "That's right there. It turned out to be our family's stage. My grandfather was a fanatic of Peking Opera. Back then, he even tricked my grandfather into marrying an actor as his aunt. My father also knew how to do it when he was young." Singing opera, later the world was in chaos, some things were not good and too publicized, he was bored doing things outside, so he put on a painted face, stood in the courtyard and sang a solo... You have to see them throwing gold, pearls and silver strings on the stage If you look at my posture, you will know how elegant my way of chasing stars is..."

Han Su said "Oh", "It seems that chasing stars is still a tradition in your family!"

"It can be understood in this way." Jin Shu'an talked about the past endlessly: "I also liked many film stars, such as Vivien Leigh and Chaplin, and I also collected many original DVDs..."

Han Su sometimes feels unbelievable, now that a person of the same size as Jinshu'an, if he is still alive, he will be rickety, and the celebrities he liked are also dead and old, and they have already withdrawn from history stage, and he himself is still in love, or with himself.

There was no one else in the garage, and the yellow lights were not very bright. While listening to the man's story about the past, Han Su pondered in his head, such an elderly man who spent most of his time working and didn't talk much except himself. , What should it look like when you are young and vigorous.

"I'm just mature, but I'm really not old." Jin Shu'an refuted him solemnly, "A person's aging mainly depends on his mentality. After my accident, I had a bad mentality for a while, but gradually adjusted." He let go The two held hands together, took out the car key and opened the lock, "Especially after being with you, I feel that my mental age is getting younger and younger, and many of my youthful states have returned."

"You really have a strong desire to survive when you speak now." Han Su pouted and got into the passenger seat, "I believe you keep pace with the times."

The two of them talked all the way here and there, and when they got home, their throats were dry.

They haven't had a good rest these days, either they are sick or they stay overnight. Even people like Jin Shu'an, who live by their thoughts, are a little tired, so the two of them didn't do anything tonight, and just took a shower and went to bed. Go to sleep.

At first I thought that life was going in a good direction, but unexpectedly Han Su started dreaming again, but this time the dream was not completely bad, the beginning of the dream was still the same as before, a sea of ​​flames filled with screams, but this time The dream was freer than before, and he seemed to be able to walk around, so he ran out desperately, and finally jumped out by climbing the window.

After escaping from the sea of ​​flames, he ran forward, and his mood gradually calmed down on the way. He ran to the entrance of an alley and saw Xiaoyu from the neighbor's house coming out to say hello to him.He also cheerfully waved at her.

Xiaoyu stood under the eaves with her hands behind her back, glanced at him, and looked up at the sky, "Why did you go? Aunt Li has been looking for you for a long time, go back and wait for the beating!"

Han Su scratched his head. Just as he was about to speak, someone beside him rushed to the conversation: "Houshangou|It's a bird, don't tell my mother!"

Han Su looked aside and saw a face exactly like his, but that person's face was only thirteen or fourteen.

Xiaoyu lowered her head and looked at the man's expression a little slyly: "Where's the bird?"

"Baked it on the spot." The man laughed "hehe", wiped the mud on his buttocks, and trotted into the yard.

Han Su hurriedly followed him into the yard, who knew that as soon as he turned around the gate, he saw the child who entered the door first, being dragged by his mother's collar, dragged all the way to the bench and pressed down, and started beating with the broom head.

"I just beat you up yesterday, so I don't have a long memory!"

"It's grown!" The child howled loudly from the beating, with big teardrops pattering down, while still insisting on saying, "Yesterday I was not allowed to steal wine with Cripple Yang. Go! Didn't even look at him!"

Mother Han froze for a moment, followed by a more ferocious beating, "I told you not to provoke that foreign guy! You dare to mention it, dare to mention it!"

Father Han heard the voice coming out of the house, but he didn't seem to dare to step forward to fight. He just tried to persuade him from the side, and he probably despaired of the child.

Han Su looked at the "domestic violence" scene in front of him in horror, and stood at the door of the toilet in fright, shaking his fists.

When the dream came here, he had completely integrated into the life of this family. This was his life when he was a teenager. The difference was that the age seemed to be much earlier than he remembered, but for some reason, he didn’t know if it was in this dream. The scene was too real, he felt that this life had really happened.

It's a pity that this dream didn't last too long. When the child was beaten for the second time, he was woken up by Jin Shu'an.

He was still shaking when he woke up, Jin Shuan hugged him and wiped his face with his palms, only then did he realize that his face was covered with tears.

"Are you having a nightmare again?" Jin Shu'an's voice was very soft, his eyes were full of worry.

"I don't know if it's a nightmare." Han suddenly closed his eyes, and now his eyes were sore and uncomfortable, "I dreamed of fire, but I also dreamed of being a child." He sighed and buried his face in the villa In An's arms, he said in a low voice, "It's a mess, I'm a little tired."

Jin Shuan patted him on the back, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.He thought that from now on, he could live a happy life with Han Ju, and wanted to let everything that happened in the past pass away. It has been tormenting him all the time.

At noon the next day, when Han Su came out of the studio with a large pile of rice paper in his arms, Jin Shuan's car was already waiting downstairs.

Holding the paper, Han Su bent down to look in through the car window and said, "Master, how much is it to go to the seafood market?"

Jin Shu'an was still a little depressed at first, so I told him to laugh and said, "Turn on the watch normally."

"Okay." Han suddenly opened the door and got into the car, and put the rice paper on the back seat, "I called in the morning and asked the owner of the painting supplies store to give it to me, and I also ordered some color rice paper and antique rice paper. You have never seen Han Dong's antique rice paper." Let's draw, it's also very good."

"No." Jin Shuan shook his head and glanced at him from the side.

This season's crab season is coming to an end, and if you want to eat any more, you have to mail it from outside. After the two of them came out of the seafood market, Jin Shu'an sent Han Su back to his original home directly.

Han Dong didn't want to meet outsiders, so Han Su didn't invite Jinshu'an to go, and since Jinshu'an knew that Han Dong didn't exist, he didn't propose to go up again. agreement.

After watching Han Su go upstairs, Jin Shuan stood downstairs and looked up. He had been to the floor where Han Su lived. It's different, Han Dong himself is a secret, not to mention that Han's parents lived there when they "come", so there may be something hidden in it that cannot be told.

However, out of respect for Han Ju and his personality, although Jin Shu'an has the key, he has never been there, but if necessary in the future, he may go up to take a look when Han Su is not around.

There was a regular sound of smashing things upstairs, probably because Han Dong was smashing crabs. Jin Shuan let out a breath downstairs, took out his mobile phone and called Dr. Song.

It took Dr. Song a long time to answer the phone. His voice was a little hoarse, and he sounded half asleep.He said that he was on an academic exchange abroad, and it would take a few days before he could go back. In the end, he told Jinshuan to observe Han Su's state first, and collect as much fragments of information as possible in his dream, to see if they could be put together to form a complete story. .

Upstairs, Han Su saw that Han Dong put the smashed crabs into glass jars, soaked them in salt and various seasonings, and then washed his hands to pickle other pickles.

After finishing the work with Han Dong, Han Su took a nap at home, only to start dreaming again in a daze.This dream was connected with the one last night. He was very absorbed in the dream, but was finally woken up by a friend's phone call.

This kind of dream with specific plots is always very distracting, as if you are really reliving that scene.Han suddenly went to the toilet to wash his face, and when he went downstairs, he saw the waiting man.

"Hasn't left?" Han Su hugged the big plastic bag, which contained two jars, one containing crab sauce and the other containing pickles, which were the same as those for Xu Guangmao.

"Yeah." Jin Shu'an helped him open the car door.

"Next time, don't wait for me here, or I'll drive back by myself when I want to get something." After holding back for a long while, Han Su couldn't ask him to sit up, and finally looked at him apologetically and said, "I Distressed."

Jin Shuan bent his lips and touched his earlobe, "It's okay, otherwise I won't sleep at noon if you're not here, it doesn't matter where I read the documents."

Han suddenly pouted at him, and Jin Shu'an moved his face closer, and kissed him mouth to mouth.

After putting down the things, Han suddenly collapsed on the passenger seat and started yawning, "I'm also a god, now dreaming is like a series, and it continues at noon when it's not finished at night."

"Dreaming again?" Jin Shu'an suddenly clenched the steering wheel with his hand, "I didn't dream much at noon before, did I?"

"No before, who knows now." Han Su put his sunglasses on his face, closed his eyes and rested, "I saw people being beaten in my dream, but my dad saved me later. My dad plays the harmonica very well, but now he doesn't If you blow it, you can listen to it in your dreams."

"<Edelweiss>?" Jin Shuan frowned slightly.

"Yeah, how do you know?" Han Su tilted his head to one side, and got a little motion sick when he didn't rest well.

"I just heard someone blowing in your house downstairs." Jin Shu'an hesitated before saying.

"Ah?" Han Su scratched his chin and spoke lazily, "Maybe it's my brother, my brother can also play the harmonica. I'm a music addict, so I can't learn it no matter what."

Jin Shuan said "um", then focused on driving and did not speak.

From that day on, Han Su dreamed every day like a demon, not only at night, but sometimes at noon during the day.The dream is the life history of their family. Although it is fragmented, it is very real. It is so real that Han Su can't tell whether it is fake or reality. Or, the story in the dream is replacing Han Su's original broken memory. , becomes a new memory.