Qiu Ren is always very tired [Comprehensive]

"It's the same as before, it hasn't changed."

Standing in the porch, Hong looked around at the familiar surroundings and muttered to himself.

Qiuren was bending over to find him a replacement indoor slippers. Hearing his words, his hands paused slightly, and then he found a pair of small cute yellow slippers in a row of clean dark blue slippers. , the cute little duck pattern on the top is a bit out of place with the entire shoe rack.

"I'll help you buy a pair of large ones another day. Now you can wear this to make do with it."

Qiu Ren glanced at the boy's feet, put the pair of overly cute little yellow duck slippers back on the shoe rack with a little regret, and handed a pair of dark blue cotton slippers similar to his feet to the boy.

"This will do."

He glanced at the pair of little yellow duck cotton slippers on the shoe rack, and quickly replied.

"Yes, but I still think that pair is more suitable for you."

Qiuren smiled innocently.

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"Why don't you come in?"

A few seconds after Qiuren walked into the living room, he realized that the young man behind him suddenly became silent again. He turned his head and saw the previous confusion and hesitation once again appeared on the young man's face.

"I've had a lot of dreams over the years."

Standing at the entrance, Hong looked at Qiu Ren who had already entered the living room, and narrated without expression.

"Most of the content of the dream is about memories of this world. There are a few times when I dream that I have returned to this world, wearing the same slippers as you, standing in the porch, just like now."

The boy looked down at his feet in dark blue cotton slippers, and spoke in a calm tone as usual.

"But every time I step out of the porch, I wake up. Later, I no longer think about entering the living room, and just stand here. Although I often wake up naturally in the end, at least I can wake up in that dream." Stay here for a while."

"But you're not dreaming right now."

Qiu Renzhu pulled the cotton mop under his feet, walked to the side of the boy, turned around and slowly bent down, motioning for the boy to lie down.

"If you're afraid to take the first step, come up and I'll carry you in."

Hong looked at the slightly thin back in front of him, looked at Qiu Ren in a daze, and didn't follow his instructions to lie down on it.

"You just said that this place is the same as before and has not changed."

Qiu Ren slowly straightened his back, turned around, and looked directly at the young man in front of him.

"It's the same for me."

Qiu Ren raised his hand and patted the boy's shoulder lightly a few times, his tone softened unconsciously.

"Even though you have grown up, your height and age are similar to mine, but to me, you are still the old Hong Jiaodong, this is your home, you can come in anytime you want, don't worry, Don't be afraid, at least at this moment, I can assure you that you are not dreaming."

Qiu Ren stretched out his right hand to the young man. The young man stared at the white and thin hand with some hesitation. After a few seconds, he stretched out his hand and gently held it.Feeling the cool temperature coming from the palm of his hand, the corners of Qiuren's lips raised slightly, and then with a strong right hand, he pulled the boy standing in the entrance up, and the boy's feet in dark blue cotton slippers finally stepped on the living room on the floor.

"I'm in the living room."

The boy still looked a little unbelievable. He took off his slippers and stepped on the beige wooden floor several times. The down-to-earth touch made him feel a little dazed.

"You can enter other places."

Seeing the boy's slightly childish behavior, the corners of Qiu Ren's mouth could not help but slightly rise.

"Would you like to see your room next?"

He looked at the young man beside him who hadn't recovered, and asked.

"After you went back, I went into your room a few times and cleaned it a little bit. The layout of the room is still the same as before."

During the period of his "amnesia", although he was a little confused about this Japanese-style room that appeared out of thin air, the explanation given by his memory was that he missed the Japanese-style room in his hometown after being away from home for many years, so he built a Japanese-style room on a whim.But after thinking about it carefully, this explanation doesn't make any sense at all. In the years since he left his family, he never once missed anything about his family.

But at that time, he didn't have much doubts, he only thought that he was just having a hothead for a while, he didn't sleep in the room for many years, so he didn't move the room next door, and the things in the room didn't increase or decrease at all. , keeping that room the way it was.

"I want to check the refrigerator first."

Hong bowed his head and thought for a moment, then turned his head to look at the kitchen.

"Are you hungry?"

Qiu Ren couldn't understand why the boy suddenly asked to check the refrigerator. He guessed that he might be hungry. Qiu Ren looked at the time, and it was indeed time for dinner, but there probably wasn't enough food in the refrigerator to fill his stomach. , Before he went to Italy, he emptied the ingredients in the refrigerator in advance, and now there are probably only a few bottles of drinks left in it.

"Let me call for takeaway. There is a new "sand field" nearby. The soba noodles in his store are still very good."

While talking, Qiuren took out his mobile phone and called "Sand Field", ordering four orders of soba noodles.

"What are you looking for?"

After Qiuren hung up the phone, he saw that Hong was squatting next to the refrigerator, opening the freezer compartments one by one. He seemed to be looking for something. Qiuren put the phone back into his pocket, Walking up to the boy, he asked with some doubts.

"It's nothing."

The boy opened the last freezer. Like the previous ones, the freezer was empty. The boy shook his head and put the freezer back.

"You're not looking for this, are you?"

After thinking for a while, Qiuren opened the upper refrigerated room. The refrigerated room was divided into three layers. There was a small white grid attached to the middle refrigerated grid. Qiuren opened the hidden grid and took out a piece with a strange shape. ice cubes.

"...you still keep it."

Hong stared at the unidentifiable shape of ice lying in the palm of his hand, a trace of nostalgia flashed between his brows.

"After all, it was something you gave me once, so of course I should cherish it."

Qiu Ren put the slightly melted piece of ice in the palm of his hand back into the small white grid. Looking at the slightly complicated expression on the young man's face, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He observed it for a while, and finally concluded that it was in the shape of a bear, but in fact the boy told him it was a duck.

"But that little frog you gave me..."

Hong lowered his head and looked at the beige floor under his feet. He always carried the little frog that Qiuren folded for him, but one day he was so tired after training that he forgot to take the little frog out of his pocket. When he came out, he threw the dirty clothes directly into the clothes basket. As a result, the origami frog was thrown into the washing machine together with his clothes by his sister. When he found out, the origami frog had been with him for many years The frog has been turned into a ball of waste paper.

There are only three things he brought back from this world. The mobile phone that Qiuren bought for him was useless because the battery was exhausted a long time ago. He couldn't fit it in when he was young, and now even the only origami frog has turned into a mess of waste paper because of his negligence.

During that time, his mood was always in a depressed state, and he spent every day in a daze holding the origami frog that had become a ball of waste paper. His sister was worried about it. All the fathers realized that something was wrong with him, and appropriately reduced his training.

Just when he thought he had completely lost contact with this world, he entered Xiongying, and then Qiuren appeared in front of him again.

"I will fold another one for you, as long as you like, little frog, little duck, little rabbit, I will fold it for you, so don't show such a sad expression."

Qiu Ren stretched out his hands to hold the boy's face, but there was a trace of sadness on that handsome face at the moment.

"You don't blame me?"

The boy's beautiful different pupils looked directly into Qiu Ren's eyes without blinking.

Qiuren shook his head, "Why should I blame you, it's just an ordinary origami frog."

"But it's important to me."

The young man pursed his lips and said softly.

"When you're not around, it's always by my side."

In the past eight years, that origami frog has been his spiritual sustenance. He has always believed that as long as this origami frog is still there, he will still be connected with this world. One day, he will be able to return to this world again. World, see the owner of this frog again.

……

"I will accompany you."

After a while, Qiu Ren sighed softly, he stretched out his arms to hug the boy opposite, and patted the boy's back comfortingly.

"Give me some time, and I'll accompany you after I've settled everything here."

Bai Lan's ability can take him to any time point in any time and space. After he settles everything here, let Bai Lan teleport him to the same time point as the boy back, and there will be no deviation.

For these things at hand, six years is almost enough, and in only six years, he can always be by the boy's side.

He rarely feels soft-hearted, but only when facing this young man, he can't help but show his rare soft-hearted again and again, and it's almost all of it. With a soft heart, he still couldn't bear to let the boy stay in that world alone.

So he finally compromised.

Compromising with the teenager is also compromising with himself.

"Will you stay with me?"

"Ah."

"Stay with me all the time, won't you leave?"

"Stay with me all the time, never leave."

The young man hugged Qiu Ren back hard, his strength was so great that Qiu Ren's shoulder was strangled by him.

"I am very happy."

The boy buried his head in his shoulder, his voice trembled a little, and his usually calm voice was tinged with a trace of unspeakable joy and excitement.

Qiu Ren suddenly felt some moisture from his shoulders, his body stiffened for a second, and then raised his hand to gently rub the boy's furry head a few times.

"I'm glad too."

The author has something to say:

Boom: That frog is very important to me

Qiu Ren: Is it important to have me?

Mr. Hong (without hesitation): Of course not