Beauty has a lot of bad thoughts

Chapter 303 The rest of my life

"Ah Fu, we..."

Chris Maeda had both expectation and despair on his tear-stained face, he struggled in vain, trying to rush over to hug Xue Dingbang.

Xue Dingbang had tears and a smile on his face, but he was still so gentle and kind.His words, his smile, are extremely sincere at this moment: "No breakup. I said, as long as you don't tire of me, as long as you don't propose to break up, we won't break up."

Chris Maeda, who was going crazy, suddenly fell silent. He froze in place, his legs trembling and he could hardly stand upright. "Is what you said true?" He asked in a trembling voice, "We really don't want to break up? Then why did you leave and take Yusuke with you?" Kneel on the ground on the spot.

"Ah Fu." Xue Dingbang said softly, "You can write to me, and I will reply to you. I will send you things and think of you. Even now, I still like you. I love you , but we have to be separated for a while now..."

Xue Dingbang sighed: "I need time. Use it to re-examine my feelings. Also, the way I love..."

"Then will you come back to me in the end?" Chris Maeda asked.

"I don't know." Xue Dingbang replied truthfully, "I am not going back to the United States, nor looking for Yin Ren, or going with Chamberlain. I will go back to China, and I will take good care of Yusuke until we meet again. And... miss you .”

Chris Maeda opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something else.But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.After being taken away by doctors and police, he was put in a hospital with stricter security.

After being discharged from the hospital, Maeda Chris was detained.

Two days later, Arthur came to see him with a big box.In just a few days, Chris Maeda seemed to have lost half of his weight. His once plump and moist skin was now dull.The wet black eyes like a deer have lost their luster like two stones at this moment.

"I have two good news for you." Arthur put the box on the table, facing the lifeless Maeda Chris, "Do you want to hear it?"

Chris Maeda glanced at Arthur, tilting his head casually.It seemed that his neck had become as limp as a noodle, unable to support the weight of his head at all.

"Are you leaving me too?"

"I want to go back to my family, and Mr. Xue is the same." Arthur said, "I can't help much by staying here. The Narita family has hired a lawyer for you... Well, Chris, what I said The good news is not this."

Arthur opened the box and took out a beautiful box.He opened the box, and inside was a beautiful Japanese dress and a letter.

"This is a Valentine's Day gift prepared by Mr. Xue." Arthur opened the letter and handed it to Chris Maeda, "This is your consent form for changing your name. Starting today, you can change your original name back — Maeda Fuku."

Chris Maeda's fingers trembled slightly, and he pushed the letter away from his clothes, without even bothering to glance at it.He gently grabbed the box and held it in front of him.Soft fabric with great hand feel.Elegant patterns, beautiful colors, exquisite workmanship, and luxurious packaging boxes all show its high value.

"The store manager searched for several days before he delivered the item to me." Arthur covered Chris Maeda's thin hands and stared sincerely into his eyes, "Chris, Mr. Xue cares about you very much. The store manager told Me, this dress was supposed to be given away before your birthday. But just before it was finished and ready to be delivered, it got scratched by a feral cat that came running in through the window."

In the box, there is also a small card.It looked like a birthday card, Arthur opened it and unfolded it in front of Chris Maeda.

It says--

wish:

My Ah Fu, always happy.

Happy 20th birthday.

your admirer

The characters are written with a brush, and every sentence is in Japanese.There is no name written in the last signature, but Chris Maeda recognized the smooth and powerful handwriting, which was definitely written by Xue Dingbang.

"Maeda... Fu... Ah Fu..." Chris Maeda's eyes were lost, and he kept repeating his name in a daze, "Happiness... Fu... Yong... Forever..."

His expression finally loosened a bit, and sadness replaced numbness, making him lie on his clothes and cry out.

"Ah Fu...Ah Fu wants to be happy...forever..."

He lay prone on the clothes, his whole face buried in the hakama full of Xue Dingbang's love.He breathed greedily, trying to inhale the cedar breath that belonged to Schrödingbang on the clothes and the card into his lungs.But the smell is still getting weaker and weaker, getting farther and farther away from him.

From the gap in the window, a butterfly flew in and kissed his trembling butterfly bones.

Arthur took out another butterfly from his bag, it was a butterfly made of origami, not very vivid, but folded with care.

"This is Mr. Xue's butterfly," Arthur said. "It has his address in it. You can write to him when you like. He said he will write back to you."

"...Dingbang," Chris Maeda raised his weeping face, holding the paper butterfly with both hands, "Did you fold the butterfly for me?"

Arthur couldn't help it, and was amused by him.

"Mr. Xue called me, I copied it down." Arthur pinched his face and sighed like a big brother, "I apologize for the bad things I said to Mr. Xue before. He He is a good person, but I still don’t think it’s worth everything for you. What Mr. Xue said is right, you’re not worth everything for anyone. You have to learn to love yourself first.”

Chris Maeda was ignorant, and put the paper butterfly on his forehead, between his eyebrows.

"Dingbang, I will love Ah Fu well."

Xue Dingbang, who returned home with scars all over his body, fell seriously ill.He hadn't been this weak in more than 30 years.Xue Dingbang, who had been lying in the hospital for a month, was more silent than ever.

When his parents asked him what happened to the injuries all over his body, Xue Dingbang could only say: "It's your own fault."

Time is a sphere, no matter how it turns, it will always return to the original point.

The second month after returning to China is another school year.

The sick Xue Dingbang turned back into Professor Xue from the Department of Mathematics.

After one year of suspension of teaching, Professor Xue returned to his post again.The school is still the same, the podium is still the same, and his life has returned to the same way.No matter where you teach, it's always the same.

The only difference is that Professor Xue always brings Yusuke with him in class.

After a long time, everyone knew that Professor Xue in the Department of Mathematics was very special.He is humorous but strict, tall and handsome but very kind, and he always holds a pot of green dill, and he named it Yusuke.

Ever since, in Professor Xue's class, there was a classmate named "Yusuke".

What Professor Xue said most often is: "It's very simple, even Yusuke can learn it well."

The second thing I often say is: "Yusuke understands everything."

The third thing I often say is: "Why don't you learn from Yusuke?"

If Yusuke is really a college student, then he will definitely understand.It is a pity that Yusuke is just a pot of green dill.Even if it becomes a human, it can only be a vegetable, unless Professor Xue has the ability of Taiyi real person to turn Yusuke into Nezha.

No matter where Professor Xue goes, he takes Yusuke with him.

No matter what he does, Professor Xue will always have Yusuke at hand.

A curious colleague asked him why he treasured this pot of green radishes so much.

Professor Xue replied: "This is my son."

And my son of Ah Fu.

Xue Dingbang's life has finally returned to the right track, or - the track his family wanted him to go to.Just like the perfect son he's been playing for over 30 years.

It's just that some things that cannot be shifted by will have changed.

There are more things beside Xue Dingbang.

In addition to Yusuke, he also took back the bicycle that Yin Ren had ridden.

Godfather seemed very happy to see Xue Dingbang coming.The grandfather dragged the bicycle out of the warehouse.

Time has plated a layer of rust on the bicycle, making its chain loose.

This French-made bicycle was not as big and new as he remembered.

In Xue Dingbang's memory, Yin Ren rode this car every day, sending him to school and picking him up after school.Even if Xue Dingbang had to go to morning self-study at six o'clock in the morning, Yin Ren would get up, yawn and say to him: "Lizi, you wake up really late! Come, brother to take you to school!"

When I was in the third year of high school, I studied by myself until ten o'clock in the evening.Xue Dingbang could see Yin Ren leaning against his bicycle waiting for him as soon as he left the school gate.

"Chestnut, slow death!" Yin Ren always pulled out some delicious snacks that Xue Dingbang loved to eat like a magic trick, "Look, brother brought you some delicious snacks! Let's eat together?"

Having said that, the food is not what Yin Ren wants to eat.

He will accompany Xue Dingbang and push the bicycle.Two of you take a bite, and I'll have some supper.He will be a little bit bad-hearted, saying that he has no free hands and wants to push the cart, and ask Xue Dingbang to feed him.

At that time, Xue Dingbang took all this for granted.

Xue Dingbang never thought that he would lose Yin Ren.

I never thought about what it would be like after losing Yin Ren.

It turned out that he had already enjoyed Yin Ren's love and the "happiness" when he was with Yin Ren.

In the past, they were too young to overdraw their relationship and happiness.

"Lizi, just throw away this broken car!" Godfather patted the bicycle frame, and the rust fell down, "If you want to ride a bike, godfather will buy you a new one. There is no need for this old car, That's really unnecessary!"

Yin Ren's father, like Yin Ren, likes to speak hard and pretend.

Things that you obviously care about, but you have to pretend to be indifferent.

If he really didn't care, how could he easily find this car after Yin Ren left home for more than ten years, even after he severed his father-son relationship with Yin Ren?The worn-out items in the warehouse have been replaced many times.Only this bike is still there.

"...Dad." Xue Dingbang's voice was a little choked up, and his eye sockets became moist, "It's not broken to the point of... hopelessness. Repair it, put some oil on it? Maybe it can still work? Maybe it's not as good as before, But in the end, it will be able to maintain... go on, right?"

The godfather looked at Xue Dingbang for a long time, then just patted his shoulder, shook his head and sighed.

The setting sun elongated Xue Dingbang's figure.He pushed the old, creaking car and walked towards his home.He rubbed his fingers lightly on the handlebar, as if holding Yin Ren's hand.

Every time Yin Ren pushes the cart and walks with him, he likes to do this little trick.Maybe subconsciously, or because of nervousness.His inadvertent little movements made Xue Dingbang feel relaxed.He looked pitifully at Xue Dingbang begging for food, which made Xue Dingbang feel cute again.

It seemed that the warmth of Yin Ren's palm still remained on the handlebar, which made Xue Dingbang recall the fragrance of his body.

Yin Ren has a refreshing smell like the ocean, even if he sweats, he doesn't feel sour.

In his youth, Xue Dingbang sat on these two broken cars, behind Yin Ren.His head was dozing against Yin Ren's wider back, and his nose was full of Yin Ren's smell.

Reassuring smell.

"...Brother Ren." Xue Dingbang sighed, holding onto the bicycle and squatting down slowly.

Endless darkness struck from behind him, engulfing the setting sun.Then, the sky was filled with starlight, like a handful of sugar sprinkled on a black cloth.It is the same starry sky as the starry sky of Captain Peak, the starry sky of Karuizawa, and the starry sky of Las Vegas.

"The starry sky is beautiful, I really want you to see it too." The butterfly flew over and landed on Xue Dingbang's fingertips, flapping its wings gently. "...Ah Fu."

"I miss you so much."

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