kind of bend me

Lu Qian accompanied him through the streets and alleys of T City, diverting his attention with food and entertainment.

On the top of the highest mountain in T City, Lu Qian put his arm around his shoulder and said, no matter how difficult it is, forget it!Forget about that scumbag and that part of the past together.Thoroughly, get rid of him from your heart, that person will never be your true son, Shen Xu, you deserve someone better.One day, such a person will come to you.

Tears slid down Lu Qian's cheeks. Once, he saw Shen Xu who was struggling in pain with his own eyes, and felt the sadness he suppressed with all his strength.

Shen Xu is his best friend, he is so pleased that he can really come out.

Even if that person really came back to him, he would never forgive him.

"Shen Xu..."

Throwing down the petrol can, Shen Xu walked towards them step by step.

Mo Fan closed his eyes sadly, while Lu Qian watched him approaching intently.

"Lu Qian, I have walked this road before. In the years when I was in pain, I would have this idea every day. A knife, a bottle of sleeping pills, a tall building, it is too easy to want to die. I thought, as long as You can get out of all this by getting through it. 13 years, 13 more years of life. But I still haven't found anything. Even the idea of ​​wanting to get rid of that person is wrong and sinful. Lu Qian, take me with you, Aren't the three of us best friends?" He lifted Lu Qian's hand holding the lighter, with a calm expression on his face, "How difficult it is to live! Even..."

He Lei, whom he thought was the last ray of sunshine in his life, also left.

A warm smile remained at the corner of his mouth, and only a dim light remained in his eyes. He said, "Let's go on the road together!"

Wan Chen lowered his eyes, tears fell uncontrollably, 13 years, what did he do in these 13 years!

Pushing Shen Xu to a dead end again and again, forcing that young life to wither little by little.

Confession and begging after 13 years, how ridiculous!

Shen Xu is dead.

The trembling started from the fingertips and spread to the whole body.Tears welled up in Lu Qian's eyes line by line, and he couldn't see Shen Xu's face clearly because his vision was blurred.

With his thumb on the switch, he turned his head and looked at Mo Fan not far away.

Hearty laughter echoed in the streets and alleys of T City. He and that person walked out of the dark and cramped alleyway hand in hand, and walked towards the other end where the sun shines brightly.

They used to be...

future happiness...

The lighter fell to the ground, and Lu Qian fell to his knees weakly.

Unable to suppress it any longer, he wailed loudly.

His love for Mo Fan was not fake, but he ignored the growing sadness and pain on that person's face.

They were the ones I loved the most, but they can only go to today,

The heart-piercing pain spread all over his limbs, and he cried like a child who lost his most important treasure.

Shen Xu sighed, walked to Mo Fan, and untied the rope on his body, "Mo Fan, let's go, don't go back to T City in this life, you are over, let it be the end forever."

Mo Fan lowered his head and walked slowly past Lu Qian.

Finally unable to bear it, he turned his head and glanced at the man kneeling on the ground.

This person, he loved deeply, thought that he would be his forever lover.

No matter who is right or wrong, he owes him something in the end.

"sorry."

Mo Fan dragged his weak body out of the warehouse with difficulty.

Lu Qian slowly raised his eyes, and Mo Fan's figure in his eyes was getting further and further away.

So far away that he can no longer touch it.

Mo Fan...

Punching heavily on the ground, Lu Qian called out the man's name in a hoarse voice.

Shen Xu knelt beside him, hugging the tearful man into his arms.

"Lu Qian, Lu Qian, Lu Qian..."

Thirteen years ago, Lu Qian hugged Shen Xu, who was in pain, into his arms, and called his name over and over again to block his grief.

Thirteen years later, Shen Xu wanted to be his medicine for healing.

They are friends, medicine for being close to each other when they need each other most.

Lu Qian had healed his wounds, and now it was him who healed his friend's heart.

"Let him go, it's not that you don't love him, it's because you love him so much, so let him go! Although it is cruel, but, Lu Qian, only by leaving you and giving up on you can he get real happiness. No matter how precious Memories also become the past. The person he needs is no longer you."

Shen Xu's words rang in Wan Chen's ears and in Wan Chen's heart.

Lu Qian cried even more sadly, as if he wanted to vent all the sadness and anger of the past few years.

The person he loves is gradually walking away.

This time, don't look back.

Wan Chen drove the Lu family back home, and Luo Lin helped her numb husband into the house.

Lu Qian's father seemed to be ten years older overnight, and Lu Qian's mother stopped cursing, and sat on the sidelines silently wiping tears.

Coming out of Lu's house, white belly appeared in the sky.

The community was quiet, people who did morning exercises hadn't come out yet, someone's small courtyard was full of gardenias, and the fragrance of flowers was strong.

Mo Fan once mentioned that the flower language of gardenia is eternal love and promise, waiting for a lifetime.

After a long winter, at the moment of life blooming, someone stopped.

The street lamp elongated the figures of the two people, Shen Xu's pace was very slow, his tired body and even his heart were haggard.

The pain of more than ten years was uncovered, and the despair, grief and indignation were relived in my heart.

For a moment, he even thought that a fire would end the pain of the three people, that's okay, that's okay.

"Shen Xu."

Wan Chen's voice was very low, so low that even he couldn't hear it clearly.

Shen Xu stopped, sat on the steps of the community park, leaned against the cold iron railings, and closed his eyes.

Wan Chen stood behind him and stretched out his hand, but he couldn't put it on his short hair for a long time.

13 years, 13 years between them.

In the past 13 years, Shen Xu died several times, and he selectively ignored all those pains.

He still loves Shen Xu, thinking that this result is enough.

He is qualified to fight for it again, forcing an ending that he thinks is reunion.

This night, those words buried in Shen Xu's heart made him--

"Shen Xu..."

How unwilling he is, for more than ten years, he has also suffered unspeakable torture.

When he regrets and suffers, he can only shed his tears in a corner where no one is around.

The sunny and handsome Shen Xu, the unhesitating Shen Xu, the screaming Shen Xu in the middle of the night, the Shen Xu in the mother's mouth.

Maybe, one day, Shen Xu, whom he loved so much, really died.

His hand stopped in mid-air, and finally dropped powerlessly.

They have come to a hopeless end.

The fish belly in the sky is white, but it is the beginning of another person.

Throughout the day, the two small shops in front of the kindergarten remained closed.

Nested in the room, Shen Xu slept for most of the day. When he woke up, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and his stomach was growling. He had to get up and grab a bag of instant noodles from a corner, soaked it, and went to bed to continue sleeping.

After tossing and turning for half an hour, he didn't fall asleep again.

He wanted to make a call to Lu Qian, but he was afraid that something would happen again if he was emotionally unstable.

He took out his phone, but received several text messages from He Lei.

First, he talked about some trivial matters at work, and the last one was only three words.

miss you.

He Lei's text messages are like a stream warmed by the sun, washing the soul little by little.

Three years, more than 1000 days, is too long.

In the evening, Shen Xu went out and glanced at the small supermarket next door. The shutters were closed tightly. Several older sisters and aunts who were enjoying the shade guessed where the substitute boss had gone?

Walking to the lively market, he ordered two dishes and a bottle of beer at the small restaurant he often visited. While eating, he thought about what happened yesterday.

After that commotion, Mo Fan must have followed his old Liu Yuan away.

Can Lu Qian's home still be peaceful?Lorraine, a kind, virtuous and innocent woman, is she still willing to mend this broken home?

After eating, I went for a walk to the school playground.

It rained and the air was much cooler.

In the corner of the playground, there was a big boy playing the guitar, his eyes closed in narcissism, and a cheerful song drove away the depressed emotions.

Shen Xu sat on the side and listened quietly for a long while, until the boy called him before he packed up his things and left.

"Hi, I'm leaving."

Shen Xu opened his eyes, the boy's smile was blurred under the dim light, "Oh, you play very well, let's go!"

Someone appreciated it, and the boy was very happy, "Thank you, I will come back tomorrow, if I like it, I will play a few more songs tomorrow."

Saying goodbye to the boy, Shen Xu put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked home leisurely with his slippers on.

His day ended like this.

Waking up, falling asleep, eating when hungry, taking a walk occasionally, and surfing the Internet frequently, this is the only way he can go on in his life.

Before meeting He Lei, perhaps, he didn't think it was bad.

After all, he can only live like this.

No education and no ability, just have a small shop that can fill your stomach, and you should be content.

But after He Lei left, life like this became even more difficult.

He became greedy and wanted to be happy.

Mo Fan met Lao Liu, but he, a partner he found with great difficulty, also flew to a distant country.

The phone rang, and it was Sibao calling.

On the phone, Sibao excitedly described to him how prosperous Hong Kong is. They bought a lot of things for Liu Ya's father, colleagues, Sibao's sister, nephews and nieces, and finally said that there was another one for Shen Xu.

"Don't worry, I won't forget you, who made us a family!"

What can comfort Shen Xu, in the end, is the Four Treasures.

Hearing that excited and cheerful voice, Shen Xu leaned on the recliner feeling sick, "When will you come back, I miss you."

The next day, Wan Chen still did not show up.

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening of the third day, when Shen Xu packed up his things and was about to close the shop, Wan Chen came from the other side of the square.

When he walked up to him, there was a faint smile on his face.

Shen Xu stopped tidying up, stood up and looked at him suspiciously.

There was a bright light in the small shop, I don't know if it was an illusion, Shen Xu felt that the smile on Wan Chen's face seemed to be a little sad.

Wan Chen's gaze was soft, and he stared at him for a long time before finally speaking.

"Shen Xu, I'm leaving."