who do you want me to replace

During this period of time, he wanted to think carefully about the relationship with Wen Feixun, but every time he started to think about it, he suddenly found it ridiculous.

The premise that this relationship needs to be "carefully considered" is that his and Wen Feixun's ideas have begun to go against their original intentions.

What about reality?The actor who went abroad still exists, and the purpose of his contact with Wen Feixun still exists. They both hide something from each other. No matter who hides more or less, it will not be a healthy and lasting relationship. .

Is it necessary to ponder?

I figured out whether Wen Feixun had the slightest affection for him, and figured out whether I had let go of my guard at a certain moment, but what's the point of figuring out these things?What's the use?

Even if the result is figured out, it will not clear the sky, it will only make the matter more complicated, and add more right and wrong grievances, other than that, it will not help.

So what are you thinking about?It's all just asking for trouble. Instead of doing this, let's just let nature take its course. When it's time to end, it will end naturally.

He looked at the caller ID on the phone screen, and pressed to connect: "Hello? Fei Xun?"

"what are you doing?"

"I just woke up and I was watching my mother arrange flowers."

Jiang Ma heard him talking and smiled reproachfully: "What flower arrangement, I just put it in, it's nothing special, don't talk nonsense."

"Does Auntie like flower arrangements?"

"No, she was playing around." Jiang Yu opened the door, walked to the yard, raised his head to take a breath of fresh cold air in the winter morning, and asked him, "What about you? What are you doing?"

"on the way home."

"Are you going home now?"

He knew that Wen Feixun's parents were both in Beicheng, and if there was a driver, it would be convenient to go back every day. He didn't expect that this person would rush home just after Chinese New Year.

"I've been very busy recently, and..." Wen Feixun paused, "I don't want to go back that much."

Jiang Yu didn't really want to know the reason, so he changed the topic: "Then do you eat sausage and pork ribs? I make a lot of them at home, and I'll bring some back to Beicheng for you to try."

"Okay, I seldom eat this kind of food, and all I eat are bought from outside."

"It's definitely not as delicious as my mother's."

"That is required."

There was silence in the receiver for a while, neither of them spoke.

Holding the phone, Jiang Yu squatted leisurely in the yard in pajamas and fiddled with the flowers and plants. They didn't even feel embarrassed in the silence between each other. It seemed that he and Wen Feixun rarely felt embarrassed when they got along, even when they first met. rare.

Listening to the other party's breathing in such a quiet way seems to be a novel experience. Inexplicably, I feel that my heart has also calmed down, and even time seems to pass slowly.

Wen Feixun probably felt the same way, and it took a while before he said again: "What do your family do for the New Year?"

"Nothing special, just eat, set off firecrackers and fireworks, hang Spring Festival couplets, watch the Spring Festival Gala, worship ancestors and visit graves, oh, and give each other red envelopes. I gave my parents two big red envelopes yesterday, all in cash. The two of them were taken aback, and went to save it early in the morning, hahaha."

Listening to the laughter on the phone, Wen Feixun imagined the scene of Jiang Yu doing these things, and unconsciously felt sour in his heart, and suddenly said: "I miss you."

The ambiguous elements in these words were so lethal that Jiang Yu stopped talking all of a sudden, his right eyelid started to twitch, and within a few seconds, his left eyelid also twitched.

He blinked hard twice before recovering his voice from the stupor, pretending to be relaxed: "Did you miss a word? Want to kiss me? It seems that Wen Shao is my flesh fan, every time we meet If you want to chew and bite, I have been seen by others before, so it doesn't matter how many scandals I have been rumored."

Wen Feixun seemed to be amused by him, and wanted to say something, Jiang Yu stood up: "My mother asked me to help wash the vegetables, so I won't talk to you anymore."

There was silence on the phone for a while: "...OK."

"Happy New Year, Fei Xun."

"Happy New Year... Ah Yu."

Wen Feixun sat in the back seat of the car, silently reciting the salutation that came out of his mouth, the smile on his lips did not fall at all.

He had never heard anyone call Jiang Yu like that before, as if he had found a unique title that only belonged to the two of them, and he felt a sense of 'unique' satisfaction in his heart.

"..."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yu burst out laughing, and Wen Feixun called him... A Yu?

Should it be said that this is a tacit understanding between brothers or what?

When working together, in addition to directly calling his name, others will politely call him "Jiangge", "Yuge", and "Mr. Jiang". Among the people who work together, the boss calls him "Xiaojiang", and sister Zhong calls him " Jiang Yu', Jin Yue and the others also called him 'Brother Jiang', only the former assistant who was a few months older than him would call him 'A Yu' in the past.

Jiang Yu didn't care about the title, after all, it was just a code name. When Xia Ran called him like this in the past, he might have been careful, but he pretended not to know and didn't correct it.

But it's been a year or two since I haven't heard this title, and Wen Feixun called out Leng Bulingding. Apart from surprise and emotion, he actually had a moment of horror and fear just now.

But after that emotion passed, he couldn't tell what he was afraid of.

Is it the fear that Wen Feixun knows about him, or the fear that the person over there has become the dead person?He himself did not know.

When Jiang Ma passed by, she probably heard the last words before he hung up the phone, and shouted: "I didn't tell you to wash the vegetables, when did I ask you to wash the vegetables? Did you wake up, silly son?" ?”

"...You didn't call, you didn't call," Jiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, put down his phone and walked to the kitchen, "I insist on washing, and I must wash this dish today, okay, empress?"

The relatives in Jiang Yu’s parents’ house don’t move around much on weekdays, and they get together on the fifth and sixth day of the Chinese New Year, and the four elderly people are gone. Every New Year’s Eve meal is eaten by a family of three. In the past, one more person would come along with them. Xia Ran, there are only three of them this year.

Although there were not many people, Jiang Ma and Jiang Dad felt that the New Year’s Eve dinner should not be too simple. After a busy day, they prepared eight or nine dishes, including fish, meat and cured meat. It has that atmosphere.

"Will you have a whole glass?" Father Jiang shook a baijiu bottle at him.

"It's only once a year, so it must be a whole cup."

Jiang Yu took the wine bottle and filled all three small wine glasses. His father and mother are better drinkers than him, so it's not a problem to drink slowly from such small glasses.

In the past two years, Xia Ran had an active atmosphere, and the dinner table was always very lively. After the accident last year, Jiang Yunian did not have a good time. This year, he has recovered a little bit. It is not bad to have a normal meal at home, talking and laughing .

Jiang's father first mentioned Xia Ran's matter, held his wine glass, and looked nostalgic: "When I go to see your grandparents and the others tomorrow, do you want to burn some paper for Xiao Ran?"

"...Dad, his tomb is in Beicheng."

"I know, but isn't there no one in his family to take care of him? He doesn't go back to eat every year. He's all alone. It's so pitiful." Jiang's father showed a bit of unspeakable grief on his face.

Jiang Yu lowered his eyes, slowly drank the wine in his hand, and said calmly: "I will find time to see him when I return to Beicheng, don't worry about it."

"Oh, I get it, I get it..."

A lot of things were babbled at the dinner table, which made Jiang Yu feel more and more depressed. When watching the Spring Festival Gala together in the living room, he felt his head dizzy, accompanied by waves of familiar throbbing pain.

He was too lazy to move on the sofa, accepting the pain calmly, watching the singing and dancing on the TV, uncontrollably recalling the scene of the accident in his mind, to be precise, the series of sounds.

"Save him! Save him! Save him first, I beg you..."

He thought that after half a year of deliberate ignorance and 'healing', he could not remember clearly, but he never thought that these voices were like a curse, firmly rooted in his heart, and then in this weak-hearted Time, tortured him over and over again.

Jiang Yu closed his eyes in a daze, and gave up resistance long ago, letting his consciousness be immersed in the endless pain. The drunken blush on his face had long since faded, replaced by a bleak paleness.

Fortunately, the Spring Festival Gala is always in line with the aesthetics of middle-aged and elderly people. At this time, his parents are too busy discussing the show to watch him.

But the phone vibrated untimely at this moment.

He opened his eyes and looked at the screen, it was Wen Feixun again.

This person always seems to be like this every time he appears, out of season, but another kind of just right.

He glanced at his parents who were not paying attention to him at all, and connected the phone: "Hello?"

"Are you at home? Watching the Spring Festival Gala?"

"Ah."

"Send me your home address."

Jiang Yu was slightly taken aback: "Why? Send me something? No, I won't be able to stay for a few days and I will return to Beicheng. There are more work arrangements next year."

"no……"

Wen Feixun's voice suddenly became very noisy, accompanied by Jiang Yu's familiar prompts to greet him.

A ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in his heart: "You came to Kagawa?!"

"Otherwise? So I asked you to send me the address. I've already got off the plane. I'm alone. I'll take a taxi when I get out of the airport. Hurry up and send me WeChat."

"Etc., etc--"

Is Wen Feixun crazy?

New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve reunion night, why did he come here?

About...to sleep?Not so! ?

He glanced tremblingly at Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, and whispered: "I..."

"Don't come, it's too troublesome to come back and forth."

Jiang Yu sat up straight in a daze, his head was slightly dizzy, he smelled the smell of alcohol on his body, he was at a loss for a rare time, and paused for a while before saying: "Okay, I'll send it to you right now."

The author says:

Thank you Daga for your favorite starfish comment Yupei~ soooo~!I'm finally growing~ Tomorrow's [-]-word update should be at noon~