fall in love by chance

After parting from Du Tai, Liang Ruixi couldn't hold back any longer. He stared at Zhou Yan and asked, "What did Police Officer Du just say? You and him have known each other for a long time?"

"I don't know," Zhou Yan couldn't keep concealing the matter now, "It's just that when I came here three years ago, I asked the police at the police station for directions, and I happened to run into him."

"Why did you come?" Although he had already vaguely guessed why, Liang Ruixi couldn't help asking.

"I learned from my senior sister that your grandfather passed away. You were going to attend the funeral in your hometown. I was afraid that you would feel uncomfortable alone, so I bought a high-speed rail ticket and came to look for you..." Zhou Yan arrived in Changshui first, and he didn't even get off the high-speed rail. Stop in the urban area, but go straight to Jingang.

Liang Ruixi's household registration is at his grandfather's house. Zhou Yan saw it when he looked at his ID card, but the navigation information on his mobile phone was not perfect three years ago. He didn't know where to go when he left the station, so he had to ask the local police for help.

Jingang Town is only so big. Du Tai saw that he was polite and could accurately report Liang Ruixi's phone number and the address of Liang's family. told him.

The matter is so simple, Zhou Yan explained in a few words.

"Everyone is here, why didn't you tell me?" Liang Ruixi had a complicated expression.

It was already five o'clock in the evening, and a faint sunset glow appeared on the horizon. Zhou Yan looked at the distant sky and said calmly: "You never told me about your grandpa. It's actually a bit abrupt for me to come here so directly. And , I called you at that time, but you didn't answer."

"I was so busy that I didn't even have time to look at my phone..." Liang Ruixi's father died early, and he was both the eldest grandson and eldest son when he was handling the funeral for his grandfather, and he shouldered all the heavy responsibilities by himself.

"I know you are very busy," Zhou Yan looked at him, his expression looked a little hazy under the sunlight, "I called you seven times, and you answered the last one."

Hearing Zhou Yan say "I know" again, Liang Ruixi couldn't help breathing and asked him, "Did you see me?"

"Yeah." At that time, Zhou Yan had already found Liang's house, and saw the inscriptions hanging high on the gate of Liang's house, white curtains were propped up in the yard, and several tables of condolence meals were set up, and Bai Yun was there to help.

Liang Ruixi, who had only graduated for half a year, was wearing an old black suit borrowed from nowhere, with a small piece of white cloth pinned to the sleeve. He came in and out to receive relatives who came to pay their respects. Friends from afar.

Zhou Yan didn't go forward directly either, he just stood watching from a distance, until it was almost dark, and then saw Liang Ruixi come out, and after seeing off a few guests, he was leaning against the concrete wall by the door alone.

He didn't cry either, he just looked at the sky tiredly, as if his soul had been hollowed out.

It was at that time that Zhou Yan called him for the last time.

Liang Ruixi took out his phone and stared at the screen, hesitating for a few seconds before picking it up: "Zhou Yan?"

Zhou Yan held his breath and asked him, "Where are you?"

No matter how much time has passed, Zhou Yan will never forget the scene he saw next—he saw Liang Ruixi pull a smile from the corner of his mouth, and pretended to be relaxed and said, "Xu Yan and I are having dinner..."

Perhaps it was because of fatigue, Liang Ruixi's tone was soft, and could even be called gentle: "What's wrong, you called me so many times?"

"No, I just..." At that moment Zhou Yan felt his throat was blocked, and it was extremely difficult to say a few words, "I just want to see you."

"Wait until the new year is over, Zhou Yan," Liang Ruixi sighed, closed his eyes, and said a lie that could be easily exposed, "I've been too busy recently."

Zhou Yan paused for two seconds, said "OK", then hung up the phone without showing up in front of Liang Ruixi.

Liang Ruixi remembered that phone call, but he never expected that Zhou Yan would be within walking distance when he made that call.

Speaking of this past event, Zhou Yan's tone was also understated, but just a few words so lightly were more powerful than a nuclear bomb, and Liang Ruixi was about to be killed by his own guilt in an instant.

"So, you left after calling?"

"No, I left that evening after sending your grandfather to the funeral." Zhou Yan said.

"That day you..." Liang Ruixi opened his eyes slightly.

"I also followed you that day, but I didn't go up the mountain." It may be a local custom. On the day of the funeral, they allow strangers to follow the mourners, and the managers will give paper money to the participants.He followed suit, but Liang Ruixi walked at the front in a daze, not paying attention to him at all.

Liang Ruixi had mixed feelings, no wonder Zhou Yan would say "I know" when the minibus passed the hill cemetery.

To dispel the bitterness in his heart, he joked to himself: "Three years ago, if you had told me that you were here, I might have been so moved that I would have cried..."

Zhou Yan smiled, but didn't answer.

Liang Ruixi knew that Zhou Yan wouldn't do that, and that even if he did, they probably wouldn't be together.

Because at that time, he had not broken up with Xu Yan, and Zhou Yan had not confessed his true relationship with Xiao Zhi.And they will not let the other party bear the moral shackles due to impulse, nor will they allow the other party to go astray for themselves.

So this is just an unrealistic assumption, and both of them know it well.

But looking back on the three years of missing him, imagining how Zhou Yan suppressed his longing and love for him, and spent his days guarding those boxes of jasmine soap, Liang Ruixi felt a deep sadness in his heart.

At this moment, the "Confession" in Zhou Yan's poetry collection appeared in his mind.

"The spicy hot pot, did you eat it alone after returning to Haicheng?" He asked.

"It was after meeting you in February." Zhou Yan said.

That's right, he promised Zhou Yan to meet after the next year, and he took the initiative to ask Zhou Yan once in February, and he suddenly realized why Zhou Yan was so cold when he saw him, and why he still felt the repulsiveness in Zhou Yan manner……

It wasn't because Zhou Yan felt that he was causing him trouble, but because he was completely hurt by him.

But even though he was stabbed all over his body, Zhou Yan still suppressed his personal emotions, encouraged him to take the examination again, and even tried to lend a helping hand to him...

Liang Ruixi felt very uncomfortable, he raised his head and blinked his eyes, and asked Zhou Yan: "You have nothing else to hide from me, right?"

"...Well, it should be gone." Zhou Yan's answer was still a little hesitant.

Liang Ruixi choked, anxiously wanting to make a comparison with his confession of black history two days ago, and asked Zhou Yan to be honest with himself. If there are other things, it is better to tell him all of them.

But he looked at Zhou Yan, and saw a look of relief on the other's face.

He understood that whenever he found out that Zhou Yan loved his little secret, whether he was angry or uncomfortable, or moved by guilt, all kinds of reactions were precisely the greatest compensation for the other party, and they were all making up for the harm caused to Zhou Yan.

He let out a long sigh, as if he had completely surrendered, he turned and looked forward, no longer pursuing the past.

"Come on, I'll take you to see my grandma." He said.

Liang Ruixi took two steps, and suddenly couldn't control his emotions, grabbed Zhou Yan's hand and started running wildly.

Zhou Yan let him lead her to run forward after a brief moment of astonishment. The sunset was getting thicker and the sky was still dark. There were still people on the road, and they looked curiously sideways when they saw them running hand in hand.

But Liang Ruixi didn't seem to feel it. He dragged Zhou Yan and ran for seven or eight minutes under the setting sun, until he reached the door of his grandmother's house, and then suddenly stopped and faced her again.

His eyes were all red, and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say anything, he could only reach out and hug Zhou Yan, who was also panting heavily, into his arms.

The thumping in the chest was the heartbeat of two people, Liang Ruixi felt that his heart for this person had reached its peak at this moment.

"Ah Yan," he whispered in Zhou Yan's ear, "You are such a fool..."

"..."

Before Zhou Yan could react, there was a sudden sound from the courtyard gate.

Liang Ruixi quickly let go of him, only to see his grandmother come out from inside, she was stunned, and said happily, "Ruixi is back!"