My Young Ning [Rebirth]

"Hiss," Yan Youning took a breath, "I say take it easy."

With his hands full of safflower oil, Li Ao rubbed a few handfuls on his back, with a somewhat inexplicable tone in his tone, "It's better to be young and full of energy."

"What are you talking about?"

"That's not true." Li Ao closed the lid of the medicine bottle, and stood up holding up two hands that were stained with medicinal oil. "Just to sigh. When you are my age, you won't have the passion to fight."

"You?" Yan Youning glanced at him sideways, "You didn't have such a thing as 'passion for fighting' when you were young, did you?"

"How do you know I didn't fight when I was young?" Li Ao rolled his eyes at him, "You little brat looks down on people. Let me tell you, when you were young, Brother Li was also a local tyrant."

Yan Youning laughed out loud.In the previous life, Li Ao once told him that he had a crush on Nietzsche when he was in middle school.Those philosophical, mysterious things, things that he still can't understand when he grows up and think about it when he goes back, are inexplicably attractive to him.Yan Youning even joked that he was born with a physique of pretending to be a B...

"What are you laughing at?" Li Ao was unhappy, and showed him tensely, "What's the matter, don't you believe me? Let's make gestures tomorrow? Little one, look here, macro biceps!"

"That's called biceps!" Yan Youning laughed so hard that the bruises on his stomach started to hurt.Troubadour, this guy wants to be a poet, he is the artist who can pretend to be the best, what is wrong at this moment, he still wants to fight with him.

Li Ao snorted resentfully, turned around and went to the bathroom, "Do you want to hang out with me tonight?"

"Yes," Yan Youning admitted openly, "I fought with people outside the school when I was a freshman, and it would be difficult for the school to see me injured. I said I was robbed and they would not believe it. .”

In fact, I don't really believe it.Li Ao thought to himself, you said it's broad daylight, and Yan Youning has such a tall and big embryo, he really wants to be robbed, who would pick him like this?Are you full?

"It will hurt for a few days." Li Ao wiped his hands, came out and pushed the windows open.The whole room is full of the smell of medicinal oil, which is really choking.

Yan Youning nodded without taking it seriously.

Li Ao was silent for a moment, then asked suddenly: "Is there anything else to say?"

Yan Youning glanced at him sideways, lowered his head, took out a cigarette case from the shirt pocket that was thrown aside, and lit a cigarette, "What do you want to know?"

Li Ao didn't make a sound.It was still some time before dinner time, the sun was setting, but dusk had not yet come.This time will make people feel a little lazy unconsciously, as if the body has received some kind of message that it is about to relax, and every cell starts to stretch and yawn.

Yan Youning scratched his hair, and exhaled slightly irritatedly, "Actually, there's nothing to say, I'm just upset. I just bumped into two people who didn't open their eyes, so I started."

"Why are you in a bad mood?"

This time, Yan Youning remained silent for a longer time.When the cigarette was almost finished, he lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "Brother Li, tell me, isn't it a hard job for a person to have an asshole father?"

Li Ao smiled silently, "Why is this so hard? He's a jerk, you should live your life well."

Yan Youning sighed. Facing his old friends from the past and present, he suddenly had the desire to confide in some words, "My mother cared about that bastard man until she died. I don't even now I understand why she is obsessed with him."

Li Ao also sighed a little, "Outsiders can't tell clearly about feelings."

"She was very beautiful when she was young. But among so many suitors, she actually fell in love with him, and followed him wholeheartedly, until he married a well-matched young lady..." Yan Youning shook his head, and laughed at himself , "What the hell. What do you think she's planning?"

Li Ao patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, but he was a little puzzled in his heart as to why he would talk about his mother at this time.Could it be that the upset he said had something to do with this mysterious lady?

"Her stupidity has actually affected me a little bit. Over the years, I have somewhat comforted myself with excuses like 'he hasn't come to recognize us because of our difficulties' and 'he also has us in his heart'. The result? , I didn’t realize until now that any feelings or children are nothing to him.”

Li Ao didn't answer, and he didn't want to ask the bottom line to find out how he made this discovery.What's more, in his opinion, if a father never recognizes his own son even when he grows up, then he is definitely not a good bird.Tossing myself here for such a thing, as for?

How is it sung in that song?When someone feels distressed, tears are of value.

Li Ao didn't know how to persuade him.In his opinion, Yan Youning didn't need others to persuade him, he just suffered some kind of blow and needed a quiet space and some time to recover.He patted You Ning on the shoulder again, and said incoherently, "Zi Feiyu, how do you know the joy of fish?"

Yan Youning glanced at him strangely.I don't understand what he meant by saying this now.

Li Ao looked at him deeply, "This is sweetness, that is arsenic."

A vein on Yan Youning's forehead twitched.

"Actually, what I mean is that you think it's not worth it for your mother to find your father, but she doesn't think so. It's her own life, as long as she enjoys it. Why do you care so much? Don't you If you love biscuits, do you want to destroy all the biscuits so that no one else can eat them?"

"I……"

"I understand, I understand, do you feel sorry for my mother? The question is whether she needs you to feel sorry for her. She is such a woman, and her emotional intelligence must be higher than that of you and me. Does she not know what kind of life she is going to live? "

"..."

"It's still the same old saying, she has the right to choose how to arrange her life. Don't say you are just her son, even if you are her father, you can't interfere, OK?"

"..."

"Your mother didn't force you to like your old man, did she. So if you hate him, keep hating him. There's nothing wrong with it. He didn't do anything to you anyway. Nothing to hate."

"..."

"So you are just tossing yourself. Why are you sad? What is there to be sad about? Why don't you live your life well? It's just idle to think about those things that are useful and useless!"

"...May I interject a sentence?" Yan Youning struggled to get himself a chance to speak.Why didn't he realize that Li Ao was so quick-spoken before?

Li Ao was ready to refute him, "Say it."

Yan Youning licked his lips, "Can I have a meal here?"

"..."

When Li Ao woke up in the morning, Yan Youning had already left.The guest room had obviously been tidied up, and the beds were folded neatly. The clothes he wore when he came had been washed and hung on the balcony, and what Li Ao brought to him last night was a pair of khaki trousers and A grey-blue striped shirt.

Li Ao felt a little regretful.The waist size of that shirt was specially modified according to Yan Youning's figure, he hadn't had time to take a look at the effect on his upper body yet.

This damn kid is running fast.

Walking into the kitchen, Li Ao couldn't help being happy when he saw the mung bean porridge and steamed buns on the table, "Do you know how to serve breakfast? Okay, you have a conscience."

Yan Youning sneezed, and held the bouquet a little further away.In Daocheng, this kind of blue iris is not common, but it is Yilian's favorite flower.Even in the sickest days, seeing him bring fresh irises made her smile from the bottom of her heart.It's just that the smile has been slightly blurred in his memory.

Almost ten years.

His mother has been away from this world for nearly ten years.

Yan Youning walked up the hill along the narrow steps in the cemetery.Go up for a while and turn around the big tree, which is the place where Yilian sleeps forever.Beside the white tombstone, there is her bright smiling face in her prime.His mother, whether it is the appearance that stays in his memory or the constant smile in this square-inch photo, is always the most beautiful.

Yan Youning took out a towel and wiped the tombstone carefully, and showed her the bouquet in his arms, "Hey, blue irises, your favorite."

The woman in the photo continued to smile, with a youthful and bright atmosphere between her eyebrows and eyes.

"Do you really like this kind of flower, or... are you just homesick? You always don't tell me the truth. If I have a chance to visit your relatives in the future, will you be happy?"

Yan Youning's fingertips lightly tapped the long brown curly hair in the photo. His own hair is also slightly curly, which is not obvious, but the ends of the hair hanging by the ears always have a soft arc. Like a lotus.His eyes are also like hers, but in the same beautiful and moist eyes, there is no gentle and charming look like Yilian.

Yan Youning felt that he might never show such a gentle and loving look to someone like Yilian in his whole life.Because Yilian is a woman who regards feelings as beliefs and never regrets in her life.However, no one could see the pain and despair that that kind of intense emotion put on Yilian's body more clearly than him.

"Look at you," Yan Youning stared at Yilian's smiling amber eyes, and murmured, "Look at what kind of man you have picked for yourself. He has bad eyesight and is stupid. , Li Ao also said that you have a high EQ..."

"If he comes to you," Yan Youning asked her in a low voice, "will you forgive him?"

In the photo, Yilian stared at him, her eyes sparkling, and she smiled softly.Yan Youning clearly remembered how the light in her eyes dimmed little by little during the long wait.He even knew that she was still looking forward to the appearance of that man until the moment before she died.

"Silly."

His memory automatically rewound, recalling how the healthy and cheerful Yilian gradually turned into a sick and haggard look with the passage of time, with dry skin and dim eyes.Then, she turned into a youthful and bright appearance again, and was frozen on this tombstone in a charming manner.

Never change again.

Yan Youning witnessed with his own eyes how a period of quicksand took away a woman's youth, love and even life.Like the song he had overheard, the French song with the same name as his mother: one day all my pain will be forgotten.

Yan Youning gently closed his eyes, relocking all those jumping memories into the deepest part of his soul.However, that mellow voice was involuntarily hovering in his mind.

... when I come home at night,

No one is waiting for me.

When the lights go out,

No one makes me feel the heartbeat...

one day,

all my pain,

will be forgotten...

"If there is such a person," Yan Youning stroked the photo, gently leaning his forehead against it, "can make you feel happy in your last time..."

That would be great.