longing for

It was bright daylight.The dazzling light danced back and forth on the eyelids, Song Zongyan finally woke up, raised his hand to cover the dazzling light, and then slowly opened his eyes.The consequences of the hangover were vividly reflected in his throbbing nerves and headaches.

He blinked his dry eyes slowly a few times, and felt his throat dry at the same time.He looked to the side, and saw that a small piece of the remaining half of the side bed had collapsed, and the bedding on the other bed a few steps away was crumpled up.The windows were half open, and the cool summer morning breeze blew the curtains.

Song Zongyan still had the memory of coming to the hotel last night, but he fell asleep immediately after lying on the bed. He vaguely felt that someone was sleeping next to him, and the warm arm of the other party was always close to him, but it didn't seem to be there.

The small collapse on the bed sheet still has a little bit of warmth and strange smell that hasn't melted away when touched by hand—it may also be caused by my own psychological factors.In short, Song Zongyan felt that something was wrong, and he frowned deeply, as if he was searching for something.

"Are you awake?" With a beep, someone swiped the room card from outside.Wen Qiu came in with breakfast, he looked very refreshed, his hair was freshly washed and fluffy, the pain of hangover did not show on this man, "I bought breakfast, do you want to take a shower before eating? "

Song Zongyan looked sleepy, staring at him for a few seconds without speaking.Wen Qiu couldn't see a guilty conscience, he leaned over to touch the other's brow naturally, and said with a smile, "Why? You haven't woken up yet?"

Song Zongyan turned his head slightly, but his movements were slow for a moment. The other party's warm fingers slid across his eyebrows: "Where are Zhang Fengyang and the others?"

"Still sleeping." Wen Qiu sat on another bed and took out his mobile phone to look at it. "I sent them a message half an hour ago, but I haven't replied yet."

"Well," Song Zongyan paused and got off the bed, "I'm going to take a bath."

Wen Qiu made an OK gesture, then opened the breakfast and picked out a wanton noodle: "Okay."

Song Zongyan suddenly turned around before entering the bathroom: "You slept here last night too?"

Wen Qiu gave a pause when he opened the hands of the disposable chopsticks, and finally raised his eyes and smiled and said, "Yeah, what's the matter?" He patted the bed sitting under his buttocks, "Sleeping here."

Song Zongyan held on to the door frame of the bathroom without moving.

"You don't doubt what I did to you, do you? Or are you afraid that you can't control what you did to me?" Wen Qiu smiled with narrowed eyes, opened his arms, and slapped him backwards, "Don't worry, you are very drunk when you are drunk. Good boy, not a beast at all."

Song Zongyan slammed the door shut.

When Wen Qiu saw him entering the bathroom, he let out a guilty breath.The palm of the hand holding the chopsticks was slightly hot. He had washed away the evidence of self-blasphemy on it a few hours ago, but the other party's eyes glanced at it, and it seemed that the viscous liquid hadn't been cleaned at all.

After a noisy night, Song Zongyan left the hotel and was about to go home. He kept frowning and his expression looked unnatural, so no one stopped him.Others still want to go to Internet cafes to play games to enjoy themselves.Wen Qiu was not interested in this and planned to go home.

"Let's go together." He followed Song Zongyan, noticing that the other party was rubbing his temples from time to time, so he asked, "Are you still uncomfortable? Are you suffering from a hangover?"

Song Zongyan said: "It's okay. How much is breakfast, I'll give you."

Wen Qiu suddenly stopped leaving, stood where he was, and said in a stiff tone after a while: "23 yuan, only in cash."

The two stared at each other for a long time as if they were winding something.

In the end Song Zongyan was defeated: "I don't have any change with me now, I'll give it to you next time we meet."

Only then did Wen Qiu smile brightly, happily continue walking towards the subway station entrance, and asked, "Then when will we meet next time? Do you want to come out for lunch tomorrow?"

When Wen Qiu arrived home, Qiu Yunqing was trimming the branches of flowers and plants in the yard. Hearing footsteps, she immediately turned around pushing the wheelchair: "I had a great time last night!"

This is a joke about his staying out all night.

Wen Qiu bought some fruit and snacks nearby, pushed open the rusty iron door with one hand, and yawned: "Fortunately, I'm exhausted, I'll catch up on sleep when I go back to my room."

"How was the exam?" Qiu Yunqing put down the scissors and washed his hands under the sink in the yard.

Wen Qiu also washed the fruit he bought, and then handed a peach to Qiu Yunqing.It's only been one night, but he can't remember the details of the college entrance examination: "Anyway, I've done everything I know how to do."

Qiu Yunqing smiled while eating the peaches, and she didn't stop asking, so as not to put pressure on the children.

Wen Qiu returned to his room and slept for another afternoon, only waking up at dinner time.Qiu Yunqing was in poor health and was in a wheelchair all day long. When Wen's grandma was around, she rarely asked her to cook.But after grandma left, she did it by herself most of the time.

When Wen Qiu went downstairs, she had already cooked three dishes and one soup.

"Why do you do so much?" Wen Qiu told her to stop.

Qiu Yunqing also wanted to wash the olives on hand: "Congratulations, you've finished your exams, and you're about to go to college."

"It's not up yet, it's not too late to celebrate when it's up." Wen Qiu said, "Sister Yun, the two of us can't eat so much."

"Hey." Qiu Yunqing also felt that he had done a little too much, so he stopped and asked Wen Qiu to arrange the dishes and even unpack the bottle of red wine.

These days they are rarely so happy.Qiu Yunqing's body does not allow her to drink too much, even a small glass is a little drunk.

"...If your father and grandma are here, they will be happy too."

Wen Qiu held his chin and listened to her: "My dad doesn't think the college entrance examination is a big deal."

"I thought it was nothing when I was a child," Qiu Yunqing disagreed with him, "but when I become a parent, my mood will be different."

Wen Qiu said, "Maybe."

Qiu Yunqing thought of something, and there was a layer of tear film in his eyes, but he wiped it away with his hand when he heard Qiu was there.

She has several cuts on her hands, probably from cooking.Wen Qiu saw it and proposed: "Let's hire a nanny, hourly workers are also fine, come to cook two meals a day and clean the house."

Qiu Yunqing was stunned for a moment, and his expression darkened again: "I didn't tell you that you were going to take an exam a few days ago, and it has been decided when our house will be demolished..."

Wen Qiu's pupils dilated slightly.

This house was built in the past five years, and the old house will be demolished sooner or later. Before grandma left, it was decided that it would be during summer vacation.At that time, the three of them discussed that they would move to the commercial house bought in Beiyuan a few years ago after the demolition, and it would be a home to live in another place, as long as everyone was there.But now grandma is gone...

Qiu Yunqing's status is embarrassing. She and Wen's son are a couple, but they are not married.After her leg was injured, Wen Zhengyang took her to her home to take care of her. When Wen Zhengyang left, her parents wanted her to go home, but the old lady of the Wen family regarded her as her daughter-in-law and was reluctant to let her go. The wife is alone—after all, Wen Qiu lives in school most of the time.So she didn't go home, and continued to live with the old lady in this old house.

In the past, every time Wen Qiu went to school on Sunday, when he stepped out of this dusty building and looked back, the two women inside seemed to blend into the gray two-story building, lonely and damp, unable to take a step .

Grandma left, and Qiu Yunqing's parents asked their daughter to move back early in the morning. The old couple is getting old, and Qiu Yunqing will not be able to stay with her for much time, so it is impossible for her to live with Wen Qiu in Beiyuan's new house. After all, they Not even the nominal "family".

Two days before the results came out, the class group suddenly encouraged everyone to go to a special school in the suburbs to do volunteer work.Wen Qiu was not interested at first, but Song Zongyan, as the squad leader and one of the planners, would definitely go for this trip.

When Wen Qiu arrived at the agreed place that day, he realized that not only the students from his own class, but also a lot of students from other classes had come, which fully filled a bus.

But Song Zongyan was not there when Wen Qiu came, saying that some students couldn't find a place, so he went to pick him up.

Wen Qiuxian got on the bus by himself, and unexpectedly, Sun Shilou was also there.

Knowing that there were only a handful of people who broke up, the boy sitting next to Sun Shilou jumped three feet high when he saw Wen Qiu, immediately sat on the cushion on his buttocks, waved his hands and shouted: "Wen Qiu, Wen Qiu, sit here, I Sit back and go."

Wen Qiu wanted to pretend he didn't hear it, but his voice was so loud that he pulled out another person: "Young Master Sun is here!"

An undeniable passion.

Sun Shilou was a little embarrassed after he sat down, and touched his nose: "He doesn't know us..."

"Well," Wen Qiu expressed understanding, and he was a little curious after sitting down, "Why did you come?"

Sun Shilou doesn't look like someone who would take part in volunteer activities.

"Didn't they say they are here to save for good luck, and the score will be awarded tomorrow." Sun Shilou explained.

Although the act of volunteering in a special school is an act of righteousness, this group of students also came with a purpose. They feel that they are blessed and rewarded, and they do some good deeds before giving their grades to make their minds at ease.

"Do you believe in this kind of metaphysics?"

"Just believe it once in a while."

Wen Qiu glanced at him: "You don't need to worry about how many points you got in the test."

"Haha, yes, my mother said that I might not be able to pass the university entrance exam, so she planned to send me back to the UK to study abroad." Sun Shilou admitted.

The two were talking here when someone came up from the car door.Xia Yunjiao's voice was crisp and clear: "The taxi driver I was taking dropped me off before I got there. After searching for more than ten minutes, I was sweating all over and didn't find you."

A girl next to her responded to her: "Song Zongyan is good at recognizing the way, and brought you here in just a few minutes."

Xia Yunjiao smiled, and Song Zongyan got into the car behind her.

Wen Qiu sat near the aisle, and saw the two of them when he turned his head slightly.Xia Yunjiao didn't see him for a while, so she waved her hand, "Hi, Wen Qiu."

Wen Qiu smiled, and met the eyes of the person behind her. Before Song Zongyan could speak, he saw Sun Shilou sticking out his head from next to Wen Qiu.

Sun Shilou greeted Xia Yunjiao: "I said I would give you a ride, but you are still not happy."

They live very close.Sun Shilou had agreed to bring Xia Yunjiao with him when he drove here today, but this woman refused him out of face.

"Do you have a driver's license? Let's start showing off your driving skills." Xia Yunjiao pulled Song Zongyan from behind, "There are two vacant seats here, let's sit here."

In front of Wen Qiu.

After leaving the hotel that morning, Song Zongyan went to the north for vacation with his family and came back only two days ago.Wen Qiu can only contact him by mobile phone.

It's similar to throwing notes when I was still studying in school. The daily messages are mostly nonsense and some sticky love words that people can't respond to.

Last night when he made plans for this morning's volunteer schedule, he also sent a message to Song Zongyan, saying, "I miss you so much, we can finally meet."

Song Zongyan replied with an ellipsis.Just before going to bed, I made up another time and place. If it is quite satisfactory-"Remember to be on time."

Wen Qiu was satisfied and turned off his mobile phone to sleep.

The bus slowly got on the road, two or three students gathered together and whispered together, the summer sun refracted in from the windows, making people drowsy.

Song Zongyan took on the important task of counting people, and he reported their names one by one, his voice piercing through the drowsy desire.

"...Wen Qiu." He paused, his voice suddenly lowered.

The students around were all playing with their phones or dozing off with their heads down. No one paid attention to them. Wen Qiu raised his head and smiled at him when he heard his name.It was not an ordinary smile, it seemed to hide a hint of slyness, it was a signal that only they knew well in the crowd.

Wen Qiu replied softly: "Yes."

Song Zongyan squeezed the roll call paper in his hand, then lowered his head again, and called a name.