Qiu Ren is always very tired [Comprehensive]

It snowed all night last night. In the morning, the whole world turned into a piece of silvery white. The nearby buildings were covered with a thick layer of snow. Early in the morning, before dawn, someone was holding a shovel He went out and shoveled the snow on the street.

When Qiuren was walking back with two bags of ingredients, he saw that the owner of the noodle restaurant next door was holding a shovel and slowly shoveling the snow in front of his house. Qiuren walked over to say hello to him.

"Happy New Year, Mr. Takahashi."

Hearing Qiuren's voice, the old man stopped shoveling the snow, slowly straightened up, turned his head and smiled kindly at Qiuren, "Happy New Year."

Mr. Takahashi is 72 years old this year. He and his wife run a small-scale noodle restaurant. The couple have a son who opened a company in the United States, where they got married and started a family. The two old people took over to enjoy the blessings, but both of them were reluctant to close this noodle shop that had been in business for decades, and they stayed here forever.But after all, he is getting old. A few days ago, I heard that Mrs. Takahashi accidentally slipped to the waist and lay on the bed for several days. In order to take care of his wife, Mr. Takahashi had to put up a sign that the noodle shop was closed .

Qiuren asked a few words about Mrs. Takahashi's recent situation, and Mr. Takahashi said with a smile that he has almost recovered, and he will probably be able to go to the field in a few days for normal activities.

"I'm still old after all. Although I thought about driving like this until one of her and I passed away, I felt scared when I saw her lying on the bed and unable to move, fearing that one day she would suddenly Once you fall down, you can’t get up again.”

The gray-haired old man sighed softly, and looked back at the small noodle shop behind him, with deep nostalgia in his expression.

The last time Qiuren saw Mr. Takahashi, he was still in good spirits, and he squinted his eyes cheerfully when he met everyone. He hadn't seen each other for a few days. Although his body seemed to be still strong, the expression on his face was different. Feeling haggard unconsciously.

"This noodle restaurant was opened by the two of us. She and I are not natives of Tokyo. Our hometown is in Hokkaido. I was very poor when I was young. Her family is considered very wealthy in the local area. What happened to her parents? I didn’t even want to marry her to me, a poor boy, so we took a cheap train to Tokyo at night. We saved a lot of money and asked friends around us to borrow some money to buy this store. The day the store opened She hid in my arms and cried. She said that we finally had our own home. I always remembered her words. Even if I had spare money, I never considered expanding the store or changing the house. A place because this is our home."

Qiuren didn't expect to hear such a long time ago. Mrs. Takahashi in my impression is the same as Mr. Takahashi. She always has a kind appearance and greets everyone cordially. So many things.

"However, I have figured it out these days. Although this store is of great significance to us, the bottom line is that I am reluctant to close it because she is always by my side. If she accidentally goes there one day, here Instead, it became a sad place. Shenzhi called me yesterday, and his wife gave birth to a son for him, and sent us a photo. She said she wanted to have a grandson a few years ago, so I thought I would take advantage of it The shop was closed this time, and Shinji will take the two of us abroad after the Chinese New Year, and I guess we won’t be able to come back this time.”

"You can come back and take a look at it when you have free time."

Qiuren comforted softly.

The old man shook his head, "I don't have any relatives here with her. I have been alone since I was a child. When she left with me, she completely cut off contact with her. The elder brother in her hometown also passed away the year before last. , there are only the two of us left here, it doesn’t make any difference whether we come back or not, I used to always think that even if I die in the future, I will die in the home of the two of us, but now that I think about it, it doesn’t matter where she dies, as long as she stays in the house before she dies. Just stay by my side, no matter where, as long as she is there is home."

……

When Qiuren came home, Hong had already woken up. His untied hair was a little messy, and he was wearing home clothes with a pattern of little yellow ducks on him. Qiuren saw this set when passing by the mall one time, and bought it casually. Come down and give it to Hong, the cute and cute little yellow duck is worn on this 26-year-old youth, not only does it not have any sense of disobedience, but it also gives people a special contrast and cuteness.

"It's a rare rest day, why don't you sleep more?"

Qiuren walked into the kitchen and stuffed the two bags of ingredients into the fresh-keeping compartment of the refrigerator, while chatting with Hong who was sitting on the sofa.

"Wake up and find you're not there, and then can't fall asleep."

The young man on the sofa turned his attention from the political news on TV to Qiu Ren, and said in a flat tone.

"Let me know in advance when you go out in the future."

"I left a note on the coffee table, didn't you see it?"

Qiu Ren looked back at him suspiciously.

"Tell me directly in the future, and I will go out with you."

"Just go out to buy something, there is no need to go with two people, the supermarket is nearby."

Qiuren only left the ingredients for breakfast, and he neatly packed the rest into the crisper.

"And it's a rare rest day, I hope you can rest at home for a while."

"It is necessary, I would rather stay with you for a while than to rest."

Hong picked up the remote control and turned off the power of the TV. The voice of the anchor reporting current affairs and news on the TV suddenly disappeared, and only his voice, which didn't fluctuate much, was in the huge room.

"Except for working hours, I want to stay with you at other times."

here we go again……

Qiuren sighed silently in his heart.

He is the least resistant to the straightforward way of acting like a baby by the young man, and the other party seems to believe that he is doing this, and will use the same method to deal with him every time.

"Okay, I will definitely take you with me before I go out next time."

Qiuren was the first to surrender, comforting the troubled young man on the sofa with a tone as if coaxing a child.

On the contrary, Hong also likes this set very much, he has no sense of being coaxed as a child at all, and the look in his eyes is obviously turning bright.

"How about having soba noodles and red bean rice cake soup in the morning?"

"it is good."

Boom No comments.

"Just now my sister called and asked me to go back today."

After breakfast, Hong was cleaning the tableware in the kitchen while chatting with Qiuren in the living room.

Going back is naturally going back to his hometown. Speaking of which, Qiuren has been here for more than half a year, and he has never seen him go back once. However, he is usually busy with work, and he really doesn't have time to go back to that hometown.

"Come back later?"

Qiuren put down the half-woven string and looked at the young man in the kitchen.

He nodded, "Yeah."

"Come back tonight?"

"No."

Boom shook his head.

"Just rest there for the night and come back tomorrow."

"Well."

Qiuren lowered his head and thought about what he was going to do at home alone.

"You go back with me."

Before he could get a result, the young man who came out of the kitchen directly decided his itinerary for today with one sentence.

"Go back together?"

Qiu Ren looked up at him, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"Have you told your family about us?"

Hong shook his head, "No."

Qiu Ren simply put down the injection rope in his hand, propped his chin with one hand and looked at the young man opposite him leisurely.

"Then when I go back with you this time, is it a visit as a friend or..."

"The fiancée."

Without waiting for Qiuren to finish the rest of the sentence, Hong directly gave the only answer.

Qiu Ren looked at him a little funny, "Are you going to introduce me to your family without any psychological preparation?"

Hong nodded calmly.

Qiuren blinked, "Aren't you afraid that your family will object?"

A hint of doubt appeared on Hong's face, "Why object?"

"My son's younger brother's engagement partner is a man of unknown origin, and a normal person would object."

Hong bowed his head and thought for a moment, then nodded, as if agreeing with Qiu Ren's opinion.

Then Qiuren saw him take out his cell phone, find a phone number and dial it.

"I'm Jiao Dong, yes, go back today, um, I see, yes, I will bring my marriage partner with me."

Then Qiuren heard a burst of exclamation coming from the receiver of the mobile phone.

"What marriage partner?! Hello? Jiao Dong, tell me..."

Before the person on the other end of the phone finished speaking, Hong pressed the hang up button.

"You're right, I should have informed them in advance."

After H hung up the phone, he looked at Qiu Ren solemnly and said.

Qiu Ren: ...

I think what you just did will make them feel even more uneasy.

When the two of them went out, the sky outside had cleared up, and there were only a few stains left on the clean asphalt road, and the shoveled snow was piled up on both sides of the road, and there were crystal lines hanging under some of the lower eaves. The icicles began to melt slowly under the sunlight.

Mr. Takahashi walked slowly from the corner of the street pushing a wheelchair. Mrs. Takahashi was sitting in the wheelchair. Not unforgettable but precious love.

He will grow old one day, with gray hair and wrinkled face. The former Qiu Ren thought that he was lonely until the last moment of his life.Sitting alone in the flower-like courtyard, listening to the crisp sound of bamboo hitting the stone slabs, sitting from sunrise to sunset, watching the setting sun in the sky, and slowly closing your eyes.This had been the most ideal death scenario he had imagined.

If you hadn't encountered an existence named Hongjiaodong, these might not have become "once".

He is not afraid of loneliness, nor is he afraid of death, but now he is suddenly a little afraid of dying alone. The most ideal way of dying was completely eliminated from his life plan at this moment.

Whether it's a garden full of flowers or ruins with dead branches and leaves, until the last second of his life, he hopes that this person around him can always be by his side.

"Frozen."

He suddenly grasped the young man's hypothermic right hand, and the sensitive tactile nerves in the palm sent cold messages to the brain center, but Qiuren did not follow the brain's instructions to let go of that hand. Instead, his fingers interlocked, each knuckle Every inch of skin fits seamlessly together.

The young man turned his head and cast a questioning look at him.

"You will always be by my side."

It's not a question, but an affirmative tone, and the black and white eyes are full of certainty.

The young man smiled suddenly, like the warm sunshine melting the snow in winter, he took Qiuren's other hand and clasped his hands tightly together, the two silver rings shone with a dazzling metal luster in the sun.

"of course."

He said.

……

He was not born excellent, but he has never been able to meet the existence that he can rely on with peace of mind. The only person he can rely on and trust is himself.

A lonely bird flies in the boundless sky. There is no place to stop in its world. He can only keep flapping his wings until the last moment of his life.

One day, another flying bird broke into its world by mistake. Since then, this flying bird is no longer alone. When it is tired, the two sides stretch out their wings, support each other, and rely on each other.

until the end of life.