Schrodinger love

Wen Sui looked at Jiang An's expression, his brows were tightly knit together, and the corners of his mouth were stretched into a straight line.It seems that a little out of control will reveal a very sad angle.In restraint, in depression, and on the verge of losing control.

His heart is about to break, how beautiful his brother is when he smiles.

Knowing that the other party couldn't hear clearly, Wen Sui said softly: "Brother, come here."

He slowly opened the window, and the wind-wrapped fine snow poured into the window, even his fingers became stiff, and the whole room was bitingly cold.

Jiang An approached, stood directly under the window sill, and wanted to raise his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, but was in vain: "Does your hand hurt?"

"The store I went to, after so long, the store manager still remembers you." Wen Sui was lying on the edge of the window, a lot of words scrambling to escape to the edge of his mouth, and swallowed hard after reaching the tip of his tongue.

How did you like me for so many years?

What were you thinking when the broken lines were separated after tattooing?

Does your heart hurt badly every time you write a letter?

If you don't meet again and miss it, do you plan to hide it for a lifetime?

……

He felt grateful that his heart skipped a beat, but when he thought of the difficult situation now, the panic returned.Maybe I am the same as Jiang An back then, just because I am anxious about the future, so I use this superstitious way to make myself feel better.

Jiang An nodded slowly, and reminded in a low voice: "After three hours, you have to rinse, and the back will scab and peel off. Be careful of infection."

"Anyway, you are here, you will teach me everything." Wen Sui stroked the thread, and said as if comforting himself, "The time was chosen very well. I just finished it and came out of the closet when I got home. It happened just in time. Definitely won't be separated."

Jiang An couldn't stand Wen Sui's tone of voice, and liked his expression that exploded whenever he was teased, which was very lively and interesting, instead of being helpless like this, full of pain from being bullied, and forced to pretend to be calm.

"Seeing that you haven't replied to the message, I'm worried about you. It's a lot of noise, isn't it?" Jiang An's voice was very soft, and the ending sound quickly melted into the wind.

"Dad took the phone away, and I was locked on the second floor." Wen Sui didn't dare to say too many details, but just a few short words, expressing all the grievances.

He blinked quickly, suppressing the wetness, and just quietly looked at the other party's equally wet eyes.

He wanted to become a bird, and it didn't matter if he didn't have wings, as long as he fell into Jiang An's arms, he would hug him and fly away.

But I also feel that this is really unfair to Jiang An. Such an impeccable person has tried his best to live the most decent appearance, so why can't he just fall in love with himself frankly.

They should accept everyone's blessings in an open and honest manner, instead of being separated by two floors, unable to hug or kiss, fearing the nearby surveillance cameras when they say a word, and always hiding in the corner of the long street to get intimate.

Wen Sui curled his fingertips and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, I will convince them, give me a few days, and try again."

After finishing speaking, he added with a self-deprecating sentence: "My ability to write bad checks has really gotten better and better recently."

Jiang An suddenly closed his eyes, then opened them again, looking at the person on the windowsill distressedly, experiencing for the first time what it means to be overwhelmed and powerless.

He hated himself for pushing Wen Sui into such a dilemma, because of his lack of consideration, lack of concentration, and uncontrollable liking and impulse, he had to be tied to himself and suffer such an embarrassing punishment.

He seemed to have become a mute, afraid that every word he said would hurt others and himself.

"I'll go find them. You stay in the room obediently, okay?" Jiang An's lips turned pale from the cold, and it took him a long time to speak again, "Soon."

Wen Sui didn't dare to imagine their face-to-face confrontation, he shook his head and begged, "Brother, don't, don't go."

"You listen to your brother the most, don't you?" Jiang An regained his calm expression, as if nothing could trouble him, and everything could be handled properly.

After all, there is such a hurdle to pass, but even he himself doesn't know what kind of tone or expression he needs to let the other party let them live.

Wen Sui clasped the window sill and called out "Brother" in panic, watching Jiang An quickly walk to the gate, ring the doorbell, and then walked in without looking back, leaving only a string from the garden to the gate. A solitary footprint on a thin sheet of snow.

He rushed to the door of the room as if out of control, and fiddled with the lock on the door desperately. The lock was special, and he couldn't open it no matter how he pressed it.

At this moment, he was overwhelmed by a huge fear, unable to breathe, and his hands and feet were numb.

He was afraid that Jiang An would be blamed for taking everything on him, that the scars he had so hard to heal would be brutally torn open, and that his pride would be shattered by ruthless words. He really couldn't bear to let his brother suffer again A little bit wronged.

Wen Sui glanced out the window where the snow was still floating, grabbed the edge of the window and turned over, walked a few steps on the protruding carved tiles, and jumped into Jiang An's former room next door.

He closed his eyes, opened the door suddenly, and ran towards the stairs with bare feet.

When he was about to reach the stairs, he stopped again, feeling so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe, as if he had run 3000 meters in one breath, but he couldn't move a step when he was almost at the end.

He looked at the living room where the crystal chandelier was hung, his parents were sitting side by side, as if they were judges who held the power of life and death, but Jiang An stood in front of them, with his back turned to him, unable to see his expression clearly.

"The password is my birthday, and I used it to pay back the expenses you raised me before." Jiang secretly handed over a card, "I don't owe anyone these years, and I don't want to blame anyone anymore."

Wen Zhongqing glanced at it lightly, but didn't reach out to take it: "You don't need to pay it back, I promised to raise you to adulthood, I won't break my promise."

Jiang An stubbornly said: "It's me who wants to get rid of the relationship. Standing here today, I am no longer Wen Sui's elder brother."

"I know what you want to say, it's just that you two can't be together." Xie Mingzhi rubbed his temples and sighed softly, "Xiao An, we wronged you a lot in the past. You apologize. But it's not that you want to get rid of it, you can really get rid of it completely. In the final analysis, you have lived together for more than ten years, and we all know it well. "

Jiang An's face was bloodless, and he looked at the reflection on the ground silently, feeling as if he was punching the cotton with a punch.

After all, his straight back bent down, and he said hoarsely: "I have no one else to care about, only Sui Sui, I really love him very, very much. He doesn't say it, but he still longs for it in his heart." Your blessing."

He paused for a few seconds and said with difficulty: "I have never asked you for anything. This is the first and last time. I beg you to give me Sui Sui, I..."

With a sore nose, Wen Sui interrupted: "Brother, don't do this."

The pain in his chest was about to explode, Jiang An, who was so sharp and proud, never said a word after suffering so much, when did he bend down like this and beg someone in a low voice.

He quickly walked down the stairs, grabbed the cold fingers and clenched them tightly in his hands, shook his head lightly, begging him not to speak any more.

Wen Zhongqing raised his eyes, as if he had caught a clue: "Listen yourself, you have been calling him brother for more than ten years. Everyone regards you two as brothers, and you plan to explain to others that you are not related by blood in the future. Is it? If you want to be with him, you will have to be judged and speculated by others all your life, saying that you are promiscuous, nonsense, do you think it sounds good?"

"So what!" Wensui's eyes were red, and he poked at the pain point of the other party, "I will admit what others say, okay? You have never been willing to spend more time with me before, but now you suddenly start to worry I can't bear the gossip and gossip, after all, it's just because I'm afraid that I'll lose face and ruin my reputation."

"Wen Sui!" Wen Zhongqing was completely agitated, his fingers trembling like convulsions, and was held down by Xie Mingzhi next to him.

She moved her lips and thought about her words: "I know you have a deep resentment towards your parents, but this matter is not as simple as you think. It is easy to do wrong things when you are young. Can you tell what love is? There are so many people in the world who can choose, why must Jiang An be caught?"

Wen Sui was silent for a few seconds with the corners of his mouth tense, pinched his index finger tightly with his fingertips, and paused every word: "Let me tell you why."

"Jiang An taught me to tie my shoelaces for the first time, memorize ancient poems for the first time, swim into the water for the first time, and shoot a three-pointer for the first time. He taught me everything. He himself is a master. How old are you children, when you are ignorant and accompany me to do these things, where are you?"

"I've told you about the premature birth a thousand times. You named me Suisui, do you still remember the reason? When I was young, I often had a cold and a fever. When I got sick, I would go up to [-] degrees. Every time Jiang An hugged me and asked the driver to send me away. Going to the hospital. He was afraid that I would kick the quilt half asleep and half awake, and that it would be too late to call the nurse after the medicine was infused, so he would stay at the bedside for hours without moving. I am sensitive, and scars are easy to be left when I bleed and cry for pain. Where are you? ?”

"Every time you go on a business trip, you are away from home for many days, and you can't see a single person. There were thunder and rain many times at night. In such a big house, I hid in the room and dared not go out. It was he who hugged me under the quilt and talked to comfort me. Don't be afraid. Where were you when you panicked countless times?"

"That time in the amusement park, you left me there, did you ever think that I was only eight years old and would be terrified, and whether there was any psychological shadow left. After Jiang An found me that day and carried me home, he accompanied me Tell me the story all night, tell me not to cry, my brother is here, how about you? Have you ever had a moment of uneasy conscience and self-condemnation?"

"He is such a good person. You guys forcibly separated us for three years just because you read the diary in a few words. Do you know that I suffered from insomnia in those years, because I couldn't sleep all night because I missed him? After he left Every year on my birthday, I cry over my birthday, do you guys ever care? Do you know how hard it was for both of us to get into the same university again when we had no contact? Didn’t see him as me before Brother, don’t you think it’s ridiculous to use him as the reason to break up now?”

"Yes, we have no shortage of food and clothing since we were young, and everything is the best. It looks glamorous, but to me, it is no different from having no father and no mother. Jiang An is all that has accompanied me for more than ten years, He is the one who gave me all the care and love. We have always been dependent on each other, and we have been inseparable from each other for a long time. Is it wrong to love each other? Now why do you let us break up in a few words? Why? "

The more Wen Sui spoke, the more excited he became, his chest rose and fell violently, and his voice was full of tears, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances Jiang An had suffered.

Jiang An hugged him distressedly, and clasped his trembling shoulders to comfort him slowly: "Sui Sui, don't cry."

Xie Mingzhi was speechless, she looked at the emotional young man in front of her, as if she had grown from that little one to someone she didn't even recognize.

She has been busy with work all these years, she is really not worthy of being a mother, she is selfish and arrogant, strong and unreasonable.In the past, Wen Sui was unwilling to say anything, so she just speculated on her own, pushing each other farther and farther unknowingly.

At this moment, those old things were laid out in front of her in a cruel way, stabbing her heart like a knife, and she began to feel that she was completely wrong.

I really can't find any reason to break up, it's like being slapped hard, the pain is burning.

She lowered her eyes in embarrassment and poured a glass of water, but her hands shook so badly that the water spilled all over the table.

The room was quiet for a long time, Wen Zhongqing looked at Jiang An with a calm expression, and said slowly, "I understand what Wen Sui said. We wronged you before, and you really treated him very well. Uncle Wen also apologizes to you, thank you for taking care of him for so many years. But if you want to be together, I will not agree."

He paused, knowing which sentence was the most poignant: "You are a little older than him, a little more mature and sensible. Please return to your brother's status, and you will be a brother like before. There will be no difference. If you really I really like him, and I think you don't want to watch him live a life of being judged by others, do you?"

Wen Sui suddenly raised his head from his embrace, and said in a panic, "Brother, I don't care."

"Three years ago, I could separate you two, and I can still do it now." Wen Zhongqing didn't move at all, and issued an ultimatum, "Unless, Wen Sui plans to never set foot in this house again."

Xie Mingzhi's heart softened completely, he shook his head at him, and said in a low voice: "Zhongqing, don't speak such harsh words to the child. Let's discuss it again, maybe..."

"Are you messing around with them too?" Wen Zhongqing frowned, "It's useless to say more about this matter, let's stop here."

Jiang An didn't speak, but reached out and hooked the peace amulet on Wen Sui's neck, and slowly unwrapped the silk thread.

Wen Sui's eyes widened. He had been wearing this thing since the reunion, but he had never opened it. He took out a few folded notes from it.

Jiang An flattened the notes one by one, his whole body seemed to lose his strength, and his tone was slumped: "Uncle Wen, retreat back to the boundary of being only a brother. I tried and restrained, but I really can't go back."

Those paper notes that have been worn out for several years have faded, and the handwriting on them has gradually changed from immature and green at the beginning to strong and powerful:

May the exams go well every year and everything goes well

——Jiang An prayed on August 2012, 8

May you be safe and happy all year round, free from worries

——Jiang An prayed on August 2013, 8

May every year be blessed with Jiang An

——Jiang An prayed on August 2014, 8

I don't want to stay together forever, I only want to be safe every year

——Jiang An prayed on August 2015, 8

I don't want to stay together forever, I only want to be safe every year

——Jiang An prayed on August 2016, 8

I don't want to stay together forever, I only want to be safe every year

——Jiang An prayed on August 2017, 8

I don't want to stay together forever, I only want to be safe every year

——Jiang An prayed on August 2018, 8

For seven years, each one has written the prayer and the date of signing. Every year on Wensui's birthday, Jiang An kneels in front of the Buddha once a year, and makes a sincere wish.

It's just that from the year they separated, he had already planned not to be together, and he just hoped that the one he loved would be safe and successful.

Wen Sui felt very uncomfortable, and tears finally couldn't stop falling down. It's hard to imagine what kind of mood Jiang An had in those years when he wrote the words "I don't want to be with you" in front of the Buddha.

With the last hope in his arms, he looked at the person on the sofa and choked up, "Dad, even so, is there still no room for negotiation?"

Wen Zhongqing didn't speak, just stared at the dates with scriptures, and shook his head lightly.

He asked himself that his life was glamorous and flawless, and he couldn't bear other people's unreasonable speculations, and he didn't want to admit that the child he brought home with his own hands had become a partner with his own son. All of this was really ridiculous.

Wen Sui carefully put away the pile of notes, put them back into the amulet, wrapped it with silk thread, and put it back around his neck.

He put away the rebelliousness and sharpness of the past, drooped his wet eyelashes, and said softly: "Then parents, I'm sorry."

"Are you really planning to sever ties with us, aren't you?" Wen Zhongqing seemed to realize something, clasped the armrest, and made a sound out of control.

Wen Sui thought to himself, he would not want the blessings that he couldn't ask for, he was not rare, and he was no longer greedy.That's okay, so he can give all his love to Jiang An, without leaving any of it.

The lover was trapped in that long summer, so he jumped forward and was willing to be imprisoned together.

It's just that they violated their prayers, so they can only kneel in front of the Buddha and kowtow to apologize.

Wen Sui grabbed Jiang An's hand that he couldn't grasp more than three years ago, and every time he took a step out, he felt heart-piercing pain: "Brother, take me away, don't look back."

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