ABO Plum Green

Qu Shi'an is 32 years old this year, which means that Song Yuyang will also be 31 years old.

He still keeps recalling his boyhood, looking for his Qu Shi'an in his memory.

Of course, everything is fine with Qu Shi'an now, and he is very tolerant to him, but he doesn't love him.

He just wanted to look a little calm, so that Qu Shi'an wouldn't get bored so quickly.

It's strange, both of them thought they were passive and love liars in the other's eyes.

Song Yuyang couldn't help but look at Qu Shi'an who was sitting in the driver's seat, and unconsciously looked past him to see the reflection on the car window.

Qu Shi'an's face on the car window was reflected in a translucent gray, and the sequins of cosmetics seemed to be the fine glitter on the gray, attached to this well-proportioned gray, and the mottled light and shadow made people feel dazed and unfamiliar for a while. And the void seems to rest in this mottled light and shadow.

The dim light shone on him. At this moment, he was sitting silently, like a plaster statue that had established his position thousands of years ago. Whether he was happy or sad, his personality was engraved on his muscles.

The light walks through the traces of God's seal carving.

Song Yuyang didn't have much curiosity anymore, and didn't know how to describe this state.

It's a deep peace and a certainty.

In the process of falling in love, it seems that there are always endless things to say, endless places to go, and movies are always one after another.

But for Song Yuyang and Qu Shi'an, their love is just to accompany each other without saying a word, and they are afraid that if they talk too much, they will disturb the sensitive lover, and they will become strangers from then on.

They still want a company that will not change.

Don't be like the stars in the sky, touched by the distant brilliance, but to test and communicate close at hand, to confirm that each other is still breathing clearly.

Song Yuyang knew Qu Shi'an liked Shi Yun a long time ago, and he liked him for a long time, until he died.

When talking about Shi Yun's illness, sometimes he talked endlessly, sometimes he was speechless and just responded indiscriminately.

Should feel a little sad.

But he knew in his heart that Shi Yun was really good back then, so good that he was a role model for all of them.

He studied the violin, and went all the way up the majors. He went abroad for his undergraduate degree and returned to China after completing his doctorate. He was admitted by the art troupe as soon as he returned to China.

Anyway, everything is Qu Shi'an's ideal life.

When Song Yuyang was a child, when he watched Qu Shi'an practice the piano so hard that he was too hard-working, he would intentionally make trouble, or just make random jokes, anyway, it was just interrupting.

At that time, the little Qu Shi'an was already full of words. Brother Shi Yun always said, the teacher said... Anyway, a lot of people are persuading him that if he chooses this path, he must make progress.

Later, the kidnapping case was solved jointly by the Qu family and the Shi family.

Later they found out that Shi Yun was already seriously ill at that time, so it was the turn of Song Yuyang's brother-in-law, an intern who had just joined the troupe, to attend the New Year's concert.

Not long after, Shi Yun passed away. Some said he had a tumor, while others said it was a myocardial infarction.

Many people came to the funeral and advised Shi's parents to mourn.

The Shi family has only one child—whether there is an illegitimate child is uncertain, anyway, it was raised in the family in a serious manner, and that was the only one.

Shi Yun's parents were surprisingly calm.

What I said is that the child’s health has long since failed, and he has been actively treating him. Because he didn’t want to affect the development of the company, he was not allowed to study serious business. He was directly allowed to study art that he wanted to learn. Last winter , was already sick enough to need to stay in bed.

"It's because I don't want to bear the child, but I really can't keep it."

After so many years of treatment, I already knew very well what the result would be.

An extremely reasonable set of rhetoric.

Capitalists may have no feelings, but capitalists generally have children, so it is really unnecessary to talk nonsense on this issue.

Everyone just thinks that they are so sad that they are numb.

After all, everyone in the world has been mixed up in this position, and a few dead people have always been seen.

It's not that no one was puzzled, but everyone noticed that no one from the Qu family came, and even the flowers they sent were perfunctory to the point of saving face.

Song Yuyang remembered that it was probably when Shi Yun was most ill, and Qu Shi'an was still living in the mental hospital.

The steel nail that fixed his wrist was taken out for a long time, but it has not returned to its original state, and he has traumatic deafness in one ear.

He stayed in the Shanghai Mental Health Center closest to the Shanghai Conservatory of Music, doing rehabilitation training that he could do day after day.

Because what doctors can do, they have already done.

Song Yuyang skipped class to see Qu Shi'an, and went to the ward to check what he wanted, but it turned out that the Shanghai Mental Health Center had to be accompanied by parents if he wanted to enter the mental health center.

Damn, his parents have been in a nervous state since he was sent back by the Qu family. Whenever he dares to say that he needs some spiritual help, his father will definitely bear the brunt of reporting him for a few courses of MECT. By the way Let him stay directly in the mental hospital.

The Song family is different from the Qu family and the Shi family. They never have any infatuated species who want to save face, and there is no shortage of children.

In the countless times of pondering later, he kept guessing what kind of dog's fault Shi Yun had - the Song family's hands were not long enough to detect everything.

He first ruled out tumors.

The Shanghai Cancer Hospital is on Dong'an Road, which is ridiculously close to the Shanghai Mental Health Center. Even if it wasn't for this one, Ruijin Hospital is not too far away, and Ruijin's psychiatric department is not bad.

Based on Qu Shi'an's admiration for Shi Yun, it is impossible not to run around with others, without even mentioning it.

Either Qu Shi'an already knew that Shi Yunting would not last long, or he knew exactly where Shi Yun was, what kind of disease he was, and how he was doing.

But until now, Qu Shi'an had never mentioned Shi Yun if he hadn't mentioned it.

Later, Qu Shi'an's health was also very poor, mainly because of his heart, and he had two major surgeries. He was watched at home studying dead books, unable to go out at all, so he had to use his landline to call him.

The funniest thing is that he doesn't know what to say at all.

Qu Shi'an answered the phone with a hoarse voice, probably because he didn't drink much water, but his own explanation was that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and he politely added a sentence asking for his forgiveness.

Little Young Master Song didn't care whether his family would find out, as soon as his nose got sore, he began to feel wronged for Qu Shi'an.

"An'an, does the anesthetic hurt after the operation?"

The chuckle on the other side of the phone floated out, saying words of denial.

Qu Shi'an said that the burns and the nails were the most painful.

The matter of the steel nails was silently ignored.

As for the burn, it was on the wrist, which was splashed unintentionally, and it turned out to be the deepest.In the first few days, the large area of ​​burns was like being randomly splashed on the white wall, with poor-quality and rough paint, and the saliva was constantly spilling out, which was extremely disgusting.

Song Yuyang knew what happened to all Qu Shi'an's injuries. He wanted to cry when he saw it, but he was afraid that if he cried, he would be beaten again by criminals.

It was Qu Shi'an's hand, Qu Shi'an's wrist, Qu Shi'an's ear that were injured, and the dream that Qu Shi'an almost got.

.............

Qu Shi'an, who is in his teens, always smiles gently and softly. He has no big ambitions, but he cares about other people's emotions.

Song Yuyang didn't even dare to shed tears.

Not only that, but he held his breath just to keep quiet.

That night, he dreamed that when he grew up, he would marry Qu Shi'an.

He didn't even know how to play cards in his dream, he was just shuffling the cards for his lover.

Qu Shi'an boasted wildly, saying that his posture at least looks like a fucking veteran, anyway, it's a bunch of impolite romantic bullshit.

He didn't know why, but felt a little disappointed.He didn't feel like he came to play poker with Qu Shi'an, but rather like Qu Shi'an came to prostitute himself.

He even secretly thought: I deal cards like this all the time.The three melons and two dates on the card table are enough for me to do something, what about you?

But he didn't say anything, just shuffled the cards silently, feeling sad but didn't have the position to speak.

..........

Qu Shi'an was discharged from the hospital after a long time.

Qu Shi'an who was discharged from the hospital was completely different from Qu Shi'an who was before being kidnapped, except for the paleness that had not seen the sun for a long time, and the smile that was covered with fog.

His smile can still appear so easily, but there seems to be no real happy feeling inside.

Why did Song Yuyang find out?

Because he always recalled Qu Shian's eyes in his heart. In the past, Qu Shian's eyes would be bent because of constant laughter, but now they won't. He smiled very tiredly, without using all the muscles of his face. Just for a polite laugh.

He will never forget the day when Qu Shian was discharged from the hospital.

Young Master Song saw Qu Shi'an from a long distance away, but there were so many cars in the parking lot, Qu Shi'an sat in a wheelchair with an umbrella, and looked at him without turning his eyes.

He was so excited, thinking that the twists and turns and bizarre love story of the friendship between life and death could start here, and after going around for a long time, he finally came to Qu Shi'an.

He just raised his head and smiled at him.

"Without glasses, I thought it was Shi Yun."

Song Yuyang felt like he was struck by lightning at that moment, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

It wasn't until many years later that Song Yuyang happened to see a person who looked a lot like Qu Shi'an, but mainly in spirit, when he was dancing at Master.

He still sat on the card without moving, but his eyes followed the man on the dance floor far and wide.

Only then did Young Master Song understand why Qu Shi'an was like that that day.

That night he was dreaming again, although it seemed to be a erotic dream.

He sincerely praised his beautiful eyes, how could they be so similar?

This is not a question.

It's an exclamation.

It turns out that no one can remember the real name.

It was he who was taking the lead again, and even came up with a slap in the face, and extremely arrogant words came out of his mouth that was reeking of alcohol.

"I just want to give up things that are at my fingertips, and I just want to have fun, which you can't even lick on your knees."

The end of that dream is also the beginning of today.

Song Yuyang saw that his back was like a straight line with depths, meandering, straightening and twisting.

He crashed into his eye, and fell for it.