the years when i was in heaven

The street was crackling, and the children next door ran to the monkey with a firework stick in their hands and a handful of firecrackers in their pockets, and their younger siblings were chasing after them.

This second-tier northern coastal town rarely snows in winter, and the occasional snowflake can excite the children, not to mention the sudden heavy snowfall on New Year's Eve.

Put oil in a hot pan, stir-fry scallions, ginger, and peppers, and put a pot full of fresh seafood into the pan, plus Mingma's secret sauce, the kitchen is full of fragrance.

"Baby's father, bring over the white wine under the table, baby's father?" Ming's mother poked out her scorched head from the kitchen, "Where are you going?"

Ming's father, who stepped out with one foot, was caught straight, and he withdrew with a jerk.

"It's the first time Mingli has been working for so many years. He came back on the night of the New Year's Eve. He even said that he would bring his family. Tsk tsk, look at the wording, what position does his parents place? He shouldn't drink some wine to celebrate." Mingli Dad stretched out his stubby index finger, "One box, one box."

"Okay, okay, go and come back, I just called to say that I'm coming soon, you have to be at home when you come in." Ming's mother continued to fry her unique and secret spicy seafood.

Underground parking garage.

With the Panamera turned off, Qiu Hai adjusted his collar in front of the mirror of the sun visor, and after confirming that he had brought everything he needed, he said, "Let's go."

Mingli looked at him, "Are you nervous?"

"not nervous."

"You didn't pull the handbrake."

"..." Qiu Hai pulled the handbrake, "Let's go."

"Your seat belt is undone."

Qiu Hai: "..."

"Dad! Mom! I'm back!" Ming Li entered the door accompanied by the sound of firecrackers.

"Oh my son is back!"

Ming's mother rushed forward to hug him, and Ming's father took the big and small bags from his hand.However, after only three seconds of heat, Ming's mother pushed him away and looked towards the door.

Qiu Hai stood at the door carrying more things than Mingli and bowed slightly, "Hello, uncle and aunt."

Ming's mother and Ming's father looked at each other, and Ming's mother smiled and stepped forward, "So it's Mingli's colleague, come in quickly, come in, so you don't have to take so many things."

Ming's mother kindly pulled Qiu Hai into the door and handed it to Ming's father, and leaned half her body out of the door.

"Mom, why don't you close the door, it's freezing to death."

Ming's father and Qiu Hai were chatting in the living room, and Ming Li came over.Ming's mother grabbed him, "Where's the girl?"

"When did I say I would bring the girl back?"

"You told your dad on the phone that you want to bring your family."

"Yes, family."

Ming's mother was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood, the expression on her face was indescribable.

Ming Li grinned, "I would like to follow your instruction that 'it's not impossible for a girl to be a boy', and I brought it back for you."

At the dinner table, four people sat opposite each other to eat.It was lively outside, and the atmosphere inside was weird. The passionate and generous voice of the host of the Spring Festival Gala barely kept Papa Ming's shaking chopsticks.

"Qiu Hai, try it quickly. My mother's spicy stir-fried seafood is absolutely amazing. Express delivery and air transportation are not acceptable, so it's delicious." Mingli put a crab covered in sauce into Qiu Hai's bowl.

Qiu Hai took the bowl with both hands, "Thank you, Auntie."

"Why are you thanking my mother, I made it for you."

Ming's father and Ming's mother on the opposite side looked at each other, and the two always felt that the eyes of each other in this life were spent tonight.

"Ding dong, ding ding."

The doorbell rang, and Ming's mother opened the door.

A group of seven aunts and eight aunts crowded outside the door, carrying freshly cooked dumplings and baskets of eggs, all of them were filled with the joy of the New Year.

"Happy New Year, sister-in-law!"

"Happy New Year, Third Sister!"

"Happy New Year brother and sister!"

"Happy Chinese New Year." Ming's mother took the New Year's goods that were forcibly stuffed, and half of her face appeared from the egg basket, "Come on, come in quickly, we're just getting started."

"No, no, there are children and parents-in-law at home." The aunts and aunts shook their heads in unison, unable to speak, scrambling to squeeze their heads into the room.

Ming Li sighed, leaned closer and said to Qiu Hai quietly: "Those relatives in our family are like this every year, and they are mentally tortured every day if they are not brought back. This year, if they are not brought back, it will be like this."

"Ahem!" Papa Ming, who was opposite him, put his fist in front of his mouth and coughed a few times.

Ming Li smiled and opened the distance, got up and walked to the door, "Auntie, Auntie, Auntie, Happy Chinese New Year!"

The aunts and aunts immediately surrounded him to greet him.

"Thanks to everyone's enlightenment, I brought a family member back this year. She is beautiful and virtuous, has a great personality, treats me very well, and most importantly, earns more than me. Aunts and aunts, do you want to come in and check?"

Qiu Hai: "..."

Aunt and aunt, you look at me and I look at you.

"We watched you grow up, as long as you are happy and you like it, we won't go in."

"Yes, yes, let's go first, there are still things at home."

"Then come over and eat dumplings when you have time." Ming's mother sent them away one by one.

Most of these full-time wives who stayed at home to watch their children and derailed from society disappeared in a flash.

Back at the dinner table, the atmosphere became even more awkward, and even the skits on TV couldn't ease it up.Qiu Hai looked at Mingli, who shook his head with a smile.

"Eat more, you guys." Ming's mother picked up food for them with serving chopsticks, "Xiao Hai, can I call you Xiao Hai?"

"Yes, Auntie." Qiu Hai leaned forward slightly with a stiff body, half-standing and took the food that Ming's mother brought over, "Thank you, Auntie."

Ming's mother forced a smile and lowered her head to eat.

"How did you guys know each other?" Ming Pa, who had been silent all this time, said, the word "how" was particularly strong.

"Dad, we..."

Ming Li's words were interrupted by Qiu Hai, who said solemnly: "Uncle, we are college classmates, I am a few years older than him, and I have liked him for eight years on my own."

Mingma took a deep breath in surprise.

Qiu Hai put down his bowl and chopsticks and stood up, saying, "We met for the first time since his freshman report, and then separated due to some misunderstandings." He looked at Mingli, "But my heart has never changed."

"Me too." Ming Li also stood up, and he got up in a hurry, knocking over the chair, "But he was wrong, I have liked him for eight years, so he needs longer."

There was another string of firecrackers crackling outside the window, and the skits on the TV made the audience laugh out loud. Ming's parents and mothers were silent for a long, long time.

Finally, Papa Ming got up and went out.

"Father, where are you going?" Ming's mother asked.

"Go buy wine." Ming's father stopped at the door, his expression was completely different from the one he just left, he turned his head, the expression on his face was unpredictable, "Without wine, how can we talk all night?"

At six o'clock in the morning, Ming's father and Ming's mother sent them out of the community.

"Why don't you just sleep at home for a while, and drive back when you wake up from the wine." Ming's mother worried.

It's obviously too much to stay up all night when they are old, and the old couple look tired.Ming's father put his hands behind his back, pursed his mouth into a tight line, and remained silent.

"We have booked the hotel a long time ago. It's not far away, and the starting price for a taxi." Mingli said, "It's not convenient to stay at home when traveling by the way."

Ming's mother nodded, stepped forward to take Qiu Hai's arm, and held his hand, "Xiao Hai, if you have any difficulties in life in the future, just tell auntie."

Mingli didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Mom, what's the problem with the annual salary of a million dollars?"

"You bastard!" Ming's mother stared at her, "Can money solve everything!"

Ming Li shrunk his head and leaned behind Qiu Hai. Qiu Hai held Ming's mother's hand with both hands, like a family member entrusting each other, "Auntie, thank you."

Qiu Hai looked at Ming's father, Ming's father only said "go out, pay attention to safety", then turned and left.

The sun is gradually rising, the birds are singing on the branches, the sky is cloudless, and it is a sunny day.

When I arrived at the hotel, I could come here once despite the exhaustion of not sleeping all night.

"Captain Qiu is mighty." Ming Li lay on the bed with sore body, "The sword is not old yet."

"Thanks for the compliment." Qiu Hai sat on the edge of the bed rubbing his hair, and said softly, "Will you wash it first or I will wash it first."

"Can't we wash together?"

"Unless you still want to..."

"Me first!" Mingli trotted into the bathroom.

Qiu Hai shook his head and smiled, habitually took out his phone.Even if he is resting, he still has the habit of reading company news every day to see if there is any change in the flight he is flying.

There are more mobile phone messages than usual because of the Spring Festival.There are more than 30 unread messages on WeChat, all of which are push accounts and New Year greetings copied and pasted by friends.

He replied seriously one by one, and suddenly, a different message appeared at the bottom.

The eyelashes fluttered slightly.He will read WeChat on weekends, but never reply.In the early hours of the morning, when he and Ming's father had a long talk all night, a video was sent over the weekend.

It's not New Year's greetings, nor is it a persistent confession.

The video interface is dark, with a flashlight flashing faintly, and the rustling sound is like a person walking through the weeds.Several people were captured in front of the video, and Qiu Hai suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Surrounded by three or five people in the grass was a disheveled woman in a long white dress.The white skirt was ankle-length, and a pair of bare feet were bloody.The woman grabbed the weeds with both hands, and looked at the people around with tears in horror, as if these people had posed a deep threat to her life.

In the video, the two languages ​​alternate, with exclamations, exclamations and indifference.Except for the person who took the video, a dozen hands stepped forward to hold the woman's body, and the woman suddenly looked in the direction of the video.

Qiu Hai's pupils shrank, and he almost lost his grip.

The woman made an indistinct voice, "Son..."

As he spoke, he rushed over.

Immediately someone grabbed her, and they were all dressed in white.The woman "whimpered and sobbed", frightened and unwilling, and shook her head frantically regardless of the person behind her who was pulling her hair.

The white dress was filthy and her arms were bruised.

There is a loud roar in the distance, and someone dressed more professionally in white enters the camera and punches a syringe into the woman's arm.The woman quieted down at a speed visible to the naked eye, even a little stupefied.

The skirt on her body was in tatters, and she had already lost some of her clothes.The people around carried her to the lighted building not far away, as if they were carrying an object.

The joints are white, and the breathing is forbearable.

There was the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, and Mingli's cheerful singing could be heard.

Qiu Hai dialed a certain number, and the call was answered quickly.

"What did you do to her?"

"It's what you did to her." Weekend's voice was brisk.

He was leaning against a big tree in a certain park, the river reflected the afterglow of the setting sun, holding a glass of latte in a leather glove, and looking in a certain direction quietly, "I'm just on a routine visit, she asked about your As for the recent situation, I will tell the truth. I said that you have a boyfriend and live a very happy life, and you probably won't come to see her recently. "

"Zhou Zi weekend!"

"I'm just telling the truth, you can't blame me." After a long while, Weekend whispered: "If you want to blame, blame you for ruining the trajectory of your life. It doesn't matter if you don't see me or contact me for a few years, but you must be with me in this life .Only I can save you, no one else can."

When Ming Li came out of the bathroom wiping his hair, he saw Qiu Hai sitting on the sofa with a serious expression on his face, "What's wrong?"

Qiu Hai raised his head slightly, showing a soft smile, "It's nothing."

Mingli sat next to him in doubt, Qiu Hai stroked Mingli's wet hair all the way to the tip, "Xiao Ming."

"Ok?"

"How about I quit my job. Stop flying and go develop my hobbies."

A dark cloud covered the sun and the room darkened.

"What happened suddenly? It's okay, but... the company's liquidated damages are quite a lot. Although I work harder, I can support myself. Just be prepared to live a hard life with me in the future."

Qiu Hai smiled, and the sun shone into the room again, "Are you kidding, as your senior, I still rely on you to support me?"

"Yes, yes, the senior is mighty. There are old drivers on the plane, in the car, and on the bed."

"Irregular."

Mingli was still making complaints about it, while Qiu Hai was smiling on the surface, but his heart gradually sank into the abyss.