ABO Plum Green

Some imperceptible astonishment appeared on Song Yuyang's face.

In the past, Qu Shi'an never liked to talk about these things, but just treated him silently, and there was no limit to his indulgence.

Counting it now, the lover who covered most of his life process was sitting in front of him like this, and he didn't say the usual nonsense because of such immeasurable sunk costs.

Why is this happening?

Perhaps only fate can give the answer.

Song Yuyang's eyes were bright, maybe tears were already rolling in his eyes, Qu Shi'an didn't say much, but picked up the teacup, and slowly prepared to take a second sip that wasn't too hot.

They were not facing each other, so Qu Shi'an turned sideways to look at Song Yuyang.

He is still so tall and straight, and he also wears a complete set of matching suits to look handsome in winter. The outermost cashmere coat was custom-made for him by Qu Shi'an in Tangqiao nearly 20 years ago.

At that time, many foreigners in Tangqiao made custom-made clothes, so the fabric market was quite large, and a coat was worth more than a month's wages of ordinary people.

He ran several times and was confused about the size, color and fabric.

In the end, I chose a plain blue that is not too dazzling and does not look dull. It may actually be lighter than Pulan, but it has that taste.

Song Yuyang looks flamboyant, with endless smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows, no matter what he wears, if he greets you with a smile in the crowd, you will only see him.

He even wanted Song Yuyang not to take himself seriously up to now, but after thinking about it, he just opened his mouth, and still used the movement of drinking tea, lowered his head and retracted his eyebrows, closed his eyes for a while, and put In the freezing weather, I choked back with a tingling foreboding of crying.

When he opened his eyes again, he was Qu Shi'an with a ruthless expression on his face.

He has a lot of money and a lot of privileges to use.

Although so far, he has not tried to use money to hire others to learn love for him, he is still guessed by others, how many grams of this person can overcome that person, and he will definitely not die well in the end, the awkward Qu family in power.

After blinking, Qu Shi'an no longer looked at Song Yuyang, but just stared at the flying snow outside the window.

When I was in kindergarten, it once snowed like this all over the country.

It was really a long time ago, so long that he only remembered that he only practiced the piano for two hours that day, and it was rare to finish a whole day of kindergarten.

The teacher organizes a class of children to play in the snow together when the sun is at its best after eating.

He and Song Yuyang built two little snowmen, but the teacher refused to take them away, so Song Yuyang gave him an idea to hide in the grass behind the small pond, and let the bodyguards climb over the wall to take them away in the middle of the night.

In the end, the snowman lived in the Qu family's yard for more than half a decade. In order to prevent it from melting, it was later put in the ice storage.

Mom made him two identical little handicrafts.

He couldn't blame the snowman for the flowers to melt in spring, but he couldn't help but be reluctant.

Later, these two small handicrafts remained in the small building on Huangpi South Road, and he cleaned them by himself every once in a while.

Later, until he was in his early 30s, one night he drank a lot, sat in a place of wine bottles drowsily and calculated how many medicines he would have to take less.

I even thought about whether the pills will be soaked in wine, whether the ash will explode if it falls into the wine bottle, and if it explodes, will the glass kill me...

He leaned back against the sofa, slumped on the carpet, and looked up to see two little snowmen in the mahogany cabinet, behind the bulletproof glass in the middle, and covered with a layer of glass.

Maybe it was realized suddenly. After all, I drank too much and felt that I would die from a cerebral hemorrhage in the next second. I had to come up with something worth dying for.

——It seems that after he was a teenager, when he thought of these two snowmen, the most important label was "Song Yuyang", and his complex with "snowman", "hard-won", "the unique snow" is no longer inevitable connect.

It will snow again, every year.

Hard-won things don't exist as long as you have money.

There is nothing unique about it.

Qu Shi'an touched the scars covered by tattoos on the back of his neck, and finally couldn't help but say,

"It's strange how the good times of my life seem to be over."

Song Yuyang couldn't see what he meant, he just felt embarrassed.

Any embarrassment in the world is self-inflicted. If you post it yourself or refuse to leave, it is embarrassing, and it will cost a hundred and eighty thousand miles.

He had no choice but to continue to praise the kittens and puppies with a shy face, Kuaqu Shian is as caring as ever, as long as he puts it in his heart, he will treat it well... probably cats and dogs united to demolish the house A good master who is reluctant to beat and scold, if there are children, maybe he will spoil a few dudes.

Qu Shi'an pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, and evened it out. He fixed his eyes on the two cats rolling on the ground, picked up the sesame seeds that were panting heavily beside him, and stroked them along the fur one by one.

Zhima is a long-haired dog. It is about to die, and its hair is almost gone. It still likes to crawl under his hands. Sometimes when he feeds it medicine, it doesn't resist, it just whimpers.

When the pet hospital took blood for a test, Zhima just looked at him, as long as he didn't leave, everything would still be strangely calm.

Later, he also took sesame seeds to donate blood to other dogs. He couldn't explain why, but logically speaking, he didn't have to have such overwhelming love.

But he will still go.

He would cover his eyes with Sesame when drawing blood, and stroke its back to comfort him, just like he would treat a human being.

Qu Shi'an knew very well that he would not have children anymore.

There can never be.

Song Yuyang talked endlessly about these useless things, and he didn't move his eyes to him.

When he finally felt sleepy, Qu Shi'an shook his head slightly from side to side, not as if denying it, but as if moving his stiff neck.

"Sesame won't live long, and you haven't thought of him for too long."

His voice was soft, with a bit of reproach, as if speaking to himself.

"I'm already 36 years old, Song Yuyang."

.........

Zhima died in the early morning of Lichun.

In fact, Qu Shi'an was very reluctant. Since the end of last year, he has been carrying sesame seeds to work, and most of the time he even hugs him on his lap, so that he can sleep soundly.

Human chronic diseases are not the only ones that suffer all the time.

But Qu Shi'an's discomfort and pet's discomfort are two kinds of discomfort.

He has been ill for many, many years, and he is very used to his heart pounding from time to time, or the pain in his head, the pill choking in his throat, and the dizziness of acquired deafness in one ear.

Qu Shi'an knows how to be a patient so as not to be pitied by others.

But Sesame is not a natural patient.

It just gets old.

Few people should have heard of heart patients panting, in fact, puppies also pant like this.

When he was young, Zhima used to crawl around in the grass, and it took him several days to go out to explore. Song Yuyang was always worried that he would be beaten by dogs outside the campus, but he would always come back.

The joy of running freely was once a necessity in its life, and this superpower in Qu Shi'an's eyes is easily available to it.

Now it has an aging heart, obvious ascites, and aging joints.

In fact, sometimes I wanted to run towards Qu Shi'an, but I didn't start running, and started panting after walking a few steps.

Qu Shi'an always hugged him, because he didn't want his emotions to fluctuate any more.

At the age of 24, Qu Shi'an was still in the Qu's administrative department, moving back and forth to get familiar with the grassroots. At that time, he discovered a systematic account fraud, and he handled it very neatly. do not speak.

He didn't say anything.

The bottom line of the law cannot be violated even with death.

Even Song Yuyang, when eating ice cream in the summer afternoon, said that he was so cruel.

He didn't say anything.

None of them know what cruelty is.

Cruelty should be to make the proud young man lose the ability he was once proud of. He was so looking forward to the goal he wanted to achieve, and in the end he just walked in, and he was powerless.

He always thinks of his rehabilitation when he was a teenager, knowing that the damage is irreversible, and he will never return to his former flexibility.

But still wishful thinking, wanted to give it a try, and it turned out so fucking good, just re-stitched a few stitches.

Like an extra patch in his life.

The geriatric diseases of dogs can only be alleviated in a targeted manner, and there is no way to cure them.

That night, Zhima must have had a heart attack.

Qu Shi'an immediately ran to the pet hospital after realizing it.

The doctor's recommendation was euthanasia.

Qu Shi'an was silent for a while, but still agreed.

Zhima's eyes are also not very good, but his eyes are always on Qu Shi'an.

He couldn't understand how he felt when the nurse pushed the medicine in.

For the last time, Qu Shi'an didn't cover Zhima's eyes for the first time in a long time, but held one of its front paws, and the other hand, which was not very flexible after a teenager, stroked its fur again and again to comfort him. .

Zhima wept silently, probably when the effect of the medicine started, she began to breathe lightly.

He watched its pupils dilate, slowly feeling them stiffen.

Until the second before the doctor announced it was dead, Qu Shi'an kept praising and stroking it.

He gently hugged this little dog who had been with him for many years, for fear of disturbing its soul.

Although this "small" is only a relative term, he has always regarded Zhima as a puppy.

He doesn't expect it to be remembered by everyone, doesn't expect it to not tear down the house, doesn't expect it to wag its tail at him all the time, he only hopes that his kitten or puppy, and even all his loved ones, All will be safe and sound.

Qu Shi'an thanked the stiff corpse.

Many years ago, Song Yuyang brought home his first kitten, who refused to eat no matter what.

Qu Shi'an just told him not to tease people all the time, instead it made the kitten uneasy.

Cats also have the self-esteem and vigilance of cats.

.......

When spring came, Qu Shi'an lost his puppy.