In summer like autumn

When Xia Yiqun arrived in Shanghai, he didn't tell anyone.Even his elder brother Xia Yuhui didn't know his return date.

On the way from the airport to the apartment, Xia Yiqun felt as nervous as a student facing a major exam.

He sat in the taxi, imagining whether Wen Qiu would be waiting for him in the house when he went back.After thinking about it, this possibility is not great. Although the spare key has always been in Wen Qiu's hands, he has no reason to stay in that house.

Wen Qiu.

Even just thinking of this name makes Xia Yiqun's heart beat faster.

How is Wen Qiu doing now?

Has he already been admitted to a postgraduate degree in European and American literature?

Will he be a little happy when he sees the original masterpieces he brought back?

With so much coffee, which box will he open first?

The thoughts in Xia Yiqun's mind were like a revolving lantern, one after another, before he had time to think about the opening remarks, he was already standing downstairs in the community.

On the display screen of the elevator, the number continued to rise, getting closer and closer to his apartment.

Taking a deep breath, Xia Yiqun opened the door.

Sure enough, the room was dark and empty.

Looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can only see the busy traffic on the street, and the lights meander along the road to the distance, until you can no longer see the clues, and they are connected with the waves on the river.

Xia Yiqun turned on the light, and unexpectedly found that the furnishings in the room were almost the same as when he left a year ago.There are also a few books that Wen Qiu often read on the coffee table, which he put there specially for the convenience of taking them at any time.

The Chlorophytum on the balcony was more lush than last year. It seemed that Xia Yuhui didn't break his promise and took good care of it.

Xia Yiqun walked back to the bedroom, and the bed was neatly made.He looked at the bookshelf, and found that a box that Wen Qiu had brought before was still in place.

Xia Yiqun had never touched this box before.Wen Qiu said that it was full of his treasures, so he simply didn't move, in the name of leaving Wen Qiu a little private space, but in fact he was not interested in anything about Wen Qiu at the time.

Xia Yiqun suddenly had infinite fantasies about this box.What kind of things were put in by Wen Qiu as a treasure?What kind of expression did he have when he put those things into the box?

It's all trivial things, but Xia Yiqun wants to know everything now.

He took down the box, carried it into the living room, and held it carefully until he sat down on the sofa before opening the lid with confidence.

There isn't much in the box.

On the top are several student ID cards, all of which are Wen Qiu's, and the IDs from elementary school to high school are all well preserved.Xia Yiqun first opened the elementary school book, and almost laughed out loud when he saw the photo: The young Wen Qiu and Li Zhiqiu looked very similar, with big eyes and a round face. Brother.But Wen Qiu's complexion looked a little malnourished, and his neck was thin. Probably at that time, he and his mother depended on each other for life, and their life was not affluent.

I opened the junior high school book again, and the boy in the ID photo had a stiff expression and a melancholy look in his eyes that didn't match his age.His features are slightly opened, quite delicate, but still slender.Xia Yiqun couldn't help but touch the person in the photo with his fingertips. When he met him in Jiangnan City, if he saw this boy for the first time after waking up, he would definitely fall in love with him desperately.

Opening his high school student ID again, Xia Yiqun thought that he should start to remember Wen Qiu in this period, but he still felt a sense of strangeness when he saw the photos.When Wen Qiu was in high school, he was supposed to be a little childish, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to do hot-headed actions like forced kisses or seeing him off at the airport.I never thought that the high school student in the photo is very similar to the Wen Qiu when we reunited in college, with gentle and stable eyes.Xia Yiqun smiled a bit sourly: Yes, at that time, Wen Qiu was already in love with himself, he liked to hang around with him every day, and he liked to keep writing emails even if he didn't reply.He wasn't hotheaded at all, but he never took his thoughts seriously.

Xia Yiqun took out the student ID cards and found that there was only a CD and an ordinary folder left in the box.

Xia Yiqun was familiar with the CD, it was a gift from Xia Yuhui to him on his birthday the year before last.Videos of high school dramas are rare to be preserved.

Xia Yiqun took out the CD, put it aside together with his student ID card, and went to get the folder again.

The moment he opened the folder, seeing the yellowed paper inside, Xia Yiqun's heart stopped, and he was on the verge of tears.

Those are all the emails I wrote to Wen Qiu in the past. During the three years that Wen Qiu persisted in writing to him, all his replies are here. There are no more than ten emails in total, and each email is only a few words.Compared with the hundreds of emails Wen Qiu wrote to him, there are really very few.

But these few e-mails were all printed out by Wen Qiu, and they were carefully hidden here like treasures, like a mystery, waiting for Xia Yiqun to reveal.

Xia Yiqun felt that his waiting and patience had reached the limit.He picked up the phone and planned to call Xia Yuhui, telling him that he had not given up on Wen Qiu, no matter how far he and Wen Qiu developed, he had no way to let go.

Xia Yiqun dialed Xia Yuhui's number, and it took a long time before he got through.

It was connected, but Xia Yuhui didn't speak.

Xia Yiqun heard the sound of small breathing coming from the other end of the phone, and opened his mouth first: "Brother, it's me."

"Yiqun, have you returned to China?" Xia Yuhui said, "Have you returned to your residence?"

"Brother...Wen Qiu...where is he now?" Although Xia Yiqun was reluctant, he still added, "Is he...with you?"

"Yes, he is by my side." Xia Yuhui replied.

Xia Yiqun's heart suddenly rose: "Can you let him answer the phone?"

"He can't answer your call." Xia Yuhui refused bluntly.

"Brother, I really couldn't do anything about you when I was in the United States, but now that I'm back, even if you stop me from talking to Wen Qiu now, I will definitely try my best to find him." Xia Yiqun couldn't figure out why Xia Yuhui He will put on a victorious attitude, and he can't help being a little excited, "The matter between me and him has not been resolved. I must see him. I have a lot to tell him in front of him."

"I'm filming abroad now." Xia Yuhui's voice could not hear any ups and downs of emotion, "I will return to China in half a month. At that time, I will bring Wen Qiu to see you, so you can make a deal."

"You..." Xia Yiqun was very annoyed at his brother's attitude and words, but he suppressed his anger after all, and said to the phone, "You'd better do what you say."

In half a month, we will be able to see Wen Qiu.

Putting down the phone, Xia Yiqun looked at the calendar on the coffee table. At that time, Wen Qiu's birthday was approaching.

This is Wen Qiu's 22nd birthday.Xia Yiqun recalled that on his 22nd birthday, Wen Qiu had warned him with a serious face: "Don't marry someone else. You wait for me, and when I reach the legal age of marriage, I will marry you."

Xia Yiqun has sealed his various emotions under layers of ice in his heart since he was a child.It was Wen Qiu who discovered him like this, and he was persistent in trying to free him from under the ice.Wen Qiu said you wait for me, I will marry you, these words are not a joke, Wen Qiu is serious, he has opened a gap in Xia Yiqun's heart, but Xia Yiqun didn't realize it at that time.

Wen Qiu was serious. Through his pitch-black eyes, Xia Yiqun could see the vast galaxy and the end of the world.

Xia Yiqun raised his head and leaned on the sofa.He remembered that Wen Qiu was also sitting here when he said this.He closed his eyes, spread his right hand on the sofa, palm up, fingers slightly open.

He was imagining how wonderful it would be if Wen Qiu sat here now.

Xia Yiqun thought about it, fell asleep on the sofa, and didn't wake up until the next morning.

The sofa is a bit small, not enough for him to sleep comfortably, but this night when he thought about Wen Qiu, he slept very peacefully. He felt that he had never slept so peacefully in the past six months, as if Wen Qiu was in his arms, To sleep with him.

Xia Yiqun felt a little thirsty, so he got up and went to the kitchen to boil water.

While waiting for the water to boil, Xia Yiqun looked around the entire kitchen. On the shelf next to the sink, the blue and yellow porcelain cups were still in place.

Wen Qiu dragged himself to the supermarket to buy the cups at that time. When buying, he picked and picked again, and finally chose these two.The blue cup belongs to Xia Yiqun, and the yellow cup belongs to Wen Qiu.

I don't know how long it has been since Wen Qiu cleaned the cup last time.

It must have been a long time, and a thin layer of dust has fallen on the cup.

Then give them a good wash.

Thinking of this, Xia Yiqun went to get the yellow cup.He held the cup by the stem, and just as he took the cup off the shelf, the place where the stem and the body of the cup joined broke without warning.

The cup fell like this, and instantly broke into countless pieces in the pool, leaving only the handle of the cup in Xia Yiqun's hand.

The sound of the porcelain cup shattering made Xia Yiqun's chest tighten, as if he didn't fall into the pool, but fell on his heart.

Those fragments seemed to be an omen, Xia Yiqun didn't know what to do, he was stunned for a while, then stretched out his hand to clean up the mess.

His fingertips were scratched with blood, but Xia Yiqun didn't seem to be aware of it. He just stood there picking up those tiles, feeling flustered.

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