Sang Yu Fei Wan

Country names are real, place names are made up

Yu Sang turned her head to look at Zhong Beichen, only to see that Zhong Beichen was looking at the photo intently, with his mouth slightly pursed, a few tiny drops of sweat coming out of his temples from eating hot pot.

The expression is peaceful, not half fake.

"Which country is this?" Yu Sang asked.

"Fiji." Zhong Beichen answered smoothly.

"Really?" Yu Sang said softly. He glanced at the sporadic figures of Asians in the background of the photo, raised his hand again, and touched Zhong Beichen's smiling face in the photo. "There are many Chinese tourists, right?"

"Yeah," Zhong Beichen said, "It's a tourist attraction. My mother has been to so many places, and it's no exception. She wants to go there every year."

"What do you think there?" Yu Sang asked.

"I... don't like it very much. That place is a bit boring for me."

"A little bored?"

"Well. It's always raining there, people stay inside, they can't go out, they just sit at home and watch the rain outside the window day after day."

"But your mother likes it?"

"She may...not really like it." Zhong Beichen said softly, "It's just that she always goes."

Yu Sang didn't speak any more.

He stood up from Zhong Beichen's side and returned to the other end of the dining table.

Because the hot pot has been boiling for a long time, the water level has dropped a lot.

"I'll add some more water." Yu Sang said, returned to the bedroom, picked up the kettle, and walked to the kitchen.

Zhong Beichen just said "hmm" and didn't move.

When she walked into the kitchen, Yu Sang turned her head and took a look.

The living room is not clean, there are discarded cardboard boxes piled up in the corner.Due to the small space on the dining table, the used plates, large and small, were barely stacked together, and the top plate contained softened and broken fat beef slices.

Zhong Beichen remained motionless, still looking at the photo on his phone that he said was taken from Fiji Island.

The light came in through the glass, dividing the mobile phone in Zhong Beichen's hand into two halves with distinct light and dark.

At this time, Zhong Beichen looked like a painting by Hopper.

Quiet, lonely, isolated, inaccessible.

Yu Sang thought of the night when Zhong Beichen first mentioned his mother.

At that time, Zhong Beichen stood by the kitchen window, turned his back to Yu Sang and told about his experience of coming out of the closet when he was young.It was a thick night outside, and Zhong Beichen's blurred figure was reflected on the kitchen windowpane.

In Zhong Beichen's description, his mother is open, tolerant and warm.

Teach Zhong Beichen to bravely step out of the comfort zone, and tell Zhong Beichen that hidden worries do not exist.

This should be a heart-warming story, and Yu Sang did gain courage from it.

But—is that the whole story?

Yu Sang stood in front of the kitchen for a long time, and sighed softly.

Said: "Beichen, do you know where my family lives?"

Zhong Beichen turned around in a daze and shook his head.

"In Qingyuan." Yu Sang said.

Zhong Beichen's expression was stunned for a moment. He put his arms on the back of the chair and looked at Yu Sang, as if he didn't know why Yu Sang mentioned this at this time, and seemed to have a vague and ominous feeling about the whole thing. premonition.

When it came down to the mouth, there was only one sentence left: "Is that so?"

"Yes." Yu Sang said, "Qingyuan has a good climate and environment, and the mountains and rivers nourish people. In the spring of this year, a developer built a quite luxurious nursing home there, which definitely did not meet the consumption level of the local people. I , I happened to go for a walk in the park near the nursing home with my mother."

Zhong Beichen stood up hastily from his seat. He originally wanted to walk towards Yu Sang, but for some reason, he took two steps back instead.

"Beichen," Yu Sang said, "what are you... afraid of?"

Zhong Beichen completely lost the calmness he had just shown Yu Sang on his phone. He lowered his head and didn't answer for a long time.

"Why are you..." Yu Sang said halfway, but the word "cheat" could not be uttered, and his voice stopped abruptly.

The wind outside the window was very strong, and the clouds seemed to be shaken, drifting and drifting in front of the sun, and the house was flickering.

Zhong Beichen was facing the light, his face sank into the shadows, and Yu Sang couldn't see his expression clearly.

But for no reason, Yu Sang felt that Zhong Beichen was a little sad.

Not wanting to be so aggressive anymore, Yu Sang walked forward slowly.

"You don't like Qingyuan, do you?" Yu Sang asked softly, "Because it always rains there. When it rains, people can't go out. They can only sit at home and watch the rain outside the window day after day. .”

"Did Qingyuan make you sad?"

Zhong Beichen watched Yu Sang approach step by step, and didn't back away, just shook his head slightly.

When Yu Sang walked a step away from Zhong Beichen, he finally saw Zhong Beichen's expression, he was a little at a loss, but more, he could not bear to express his sadness.

Yu Sang was a little soft-hearted, he stepped forward, put his arms around Zhong Beichen's waist, and gently hugged Zhong Beichen in his arms.

Zhong Beichen put his chin on Yu Sang's shoulder obediently, and wrapped his hands around Yu Sang's waist.

"You can tell me the truth." Yu Sang said.

After a pause, Yu Sang lowered the standard again: "Or, at least tell me the reason."

continue at night