Chapter 945

I'm 18 years old to go abroad for you, 21 years old to kill for you, 31 years old to come out of prison, the first thing I see is you standing under the tree.

I want to say to you:

I have been deviant for you all my life.

I love you, I want to, we are together.

-- inscription by Song Nan tomb

December 24.

Today, it's snowing heavily in New York. It's very slippery on the ground. Song Nan's tomb slipped when he came out of the company. Fortunately, it doesn't hurt to wear a down jacket.

There are not many people walking on the broad avenue, passing through the European style arcade, which is his home now with jiangbeize.

The house is rented and close to the store. There are two huge Christmas trees on both sides of the store. It reminds Song Nan's tomb carrying two bags of food materials that tomorrow is Christmas.

Open the door and go in, see jiangbeize leaning on the sofa to make a phone call, laughing and chanting.

He was wearing a cream sweater with a blue shirt inside. The collar of the shirt turned out and he was dressed clean.

Song Nan's tomb looked at him a few times and threw the ingredients in front of him. The sound was loud, like a childish child attracting the attention of adults.

Before hanging up the phone, jiangbeize said "happy second brother's birthday". Song Nan's tomb heard it very clearly.

"You're back."

Jiangbeize collected the thread and untied the plastic bag in front of him, including potato chips, beef, curry, green pepper

This is their weekly ration.

"I'll cook and have beef curry tonight?"

"Well, whatever."

Song Nan's tomb is leaning on the single sofa on the other side. He is bored to brush his cell phone.

He glanced at jiangbeize from the corner of his eyes and entered the kitchen. He quickly took his cell phone on the table and looked at the call record.

Well, it was jiangbeiyuan.

But the talk time is only one minute, not long, it should be to say "Happy Birthday" to his second brother.

I cleared my throat and pretended to put my cell phone back.

……

Jiangbeize cooks in the kitchen and is scalded by the rice cooker. He doesn't take it seriously. He flushes it under the cold water and then washes the beef.

Song Nan's tomb came in. He took a can of coke from the refrigerator beside him and leaned against the door of the refrigerator and looked at jiangbeize lazily.

"What do you think I do?"

Jiangbei Ze's eyebrows are low, his fingers are delicate and his bones are long and thin.

Song Nan's tomb passed by, which naturally lifted the bangs on his forehead and kissed him.

"Hurry up, I'm starving."

Then he went out.

He left jiangbeize standing where he was, a big red face, coughing several times

Yes, he is with the tomb of Song Nan.

Two years ago, he finished high school. At the entrance of the University, the first person he saw was Song Nan's tomb.

In Jiangbei, Ze vaguely remembers that the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty was wearing a black jacket and a pair of brown Martin boots. It was brave and cool.

I love you forever.

At that time, his mind was full of these four words.

How also did not expect, he still came across the mountains and rivers, so truly appeared in front of him.

The first sentence song nanmu said to him was:

"I will not wait for you. I have come to see you myself."

He has a sour nose and a very moving face.

And then a year ago, they got together, they got in touch, they got in touch.

He and Songnan tomb are both people with strong learning ability. They have completed all the courses in three years. At the age of 20, he rented a house with him and lived with two people. Songnan tomb works in a company as finance. He works in a coffee shop. Songnan tomb makes a lot of money, but he cooks well.

Neutralization.

……

Song Nan tomb, 20, is very handsome.

He has always liked to keep his hair in a clear and sharp way. In recent years, the 16-year-old boy, who is green and astringent, has become more refined after four years of polishing. He has a thick black sword eyebrow, a high nose and full of attack.

When those eyes looked at jiangbeize, they were like a wolf, wild and aggressive again.

Jiangbeize daily saw this face, and felt red, and could not help coughing a few times when eating.

Song Nan's tomb glanced at him and said, "you have a cold?"

"Ah? No, no, I choked when I was cooking. "

"Right hand."

"Oh Oh. "

He handed his hand to him, but he didn't know why. The latter held up his thumb and looked up and down repeatedly, frowned slightly, and stroked his finger belly. "Did you spray scalding medicine?"

“…… No, more affectation. "

He was embarrassed to put his hand back and scratched his hair.

Song Nan's tomb took a look at him and kicked the stool away.Jiangbeize was wondering if he was full. The man came back again, took a bottle of scalding medicine, sprayed it on his hand twice, and blew it like coaxing children.

Jiangbeize thought it funny, "you make a big deal out of a molehill."

"You are so delicate that you are more pretentious than women. Can I know?"

Just as the voice dropped, the phone suddenly rang, breaking the warmth.

It's from the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty.

Jiangbei Ze's right eyelid jumped for a while. Somehow, he had a bad premonition.

I don't know whose phone it is. At the moment of connecting the phone, Song Nan's face gradually became solemn.

I haven't seen him so dignified for two years.

"What's the matter?"

After he put down the phone, jiangbeize dared to ask.

Song Nan tomb: "my grandma is in critical condition I have to go back to muddy city. "

……

Song Nan tomb is the child of a single parent family, which jiangbeize has always known.

His parents divorced when he was very young. He lived with his brother song Yikai.

But in the countryside, there is an old grandmother in the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty. Song Yikai always said that he would take over the old man, but the old man likes the quiet and simple environment in the countryside and is not willing to live in big cities.

On the day when Song Nan tomb left, jiangbeize went to deliver the plane.

He was wearing a white down jacket, and there was no big hairy collar at the back. He thought the hairy collar tied his neck and took it off.

But there was no scarf at home. Jiangbeize wrapped the wool collar around the neck of the tomb in the south of Song Dynasty for several times.

"The temperature in muddy city is about the same as here. Take your time."

"Well."

Song Nan's tomb held his hand tightly.

In fact, he would like to kiss him, but there are too many people around him. He knows jiangbeize must be shy and unwilling.

"I'll be back as soon as possible. Call me if you have anything."

"I see. I think I'll call you." Jiangbeize answers quickly.

Song Nan's tomb loved to hear this. Before he took back his hand, he touched his soft head.

"My brother's a good suit."

Then jiangbeize got a big red face.

At home, song nanmu especially liked jiangbeize to call him Nange.

But jiangbeize seldom calls.

After communication, the address becomes arbitrary. Either it's called "hello" or "ah", or it's called "Shifu" when you are interested.

But now

Jiangbei Ze sipped his lips and corners, and helped the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty to tidy up his collar.

"Nange, come back earlier."

Song South tomb heart shrink!

I want to kiss him!

Hold back!

……

Today, it snowed in the muddy city. When Song Nan's tomb got off the plane, he drove nonstop to the countryside. Along the way, the taxi driver was talking about what it would cost more to skate in the snow.

Song Nan's tomb held up two times. Then he said nothing and looked out of the window.

The snow outside was so blatant that it cooled to the bottom of one's heart all the way.

When I arrived at Grandma's house, the first thing I saw in the tomb was song Yikai squatting beside the bed.

The elder brother in my memory is always like a child. He likes to grin and grin. Sometimes he likes to flatter his boss. Song Nan's tomb doesn't like his appearance.

But now, he seems to be old too. There are some white hair on his head. It seems that his eyes are very bright in the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty.

"Here you are."

As soon as he turned his head, song Yikai saw the tomb of Southern Song, wiped his eyes and smiled at him.

"Come quickly, grandma has been waiting for you for a long time."

Song Nan's tomb passed by. He was 186, squatting down and holding the old man's hand.

Grandma looked at him tenderly: "my Ono has finally come back Ono is back... "

"Well, I'm back, grandma. I'm sorry."

I'm sorry. I always thought that there would be a lot of time for filial piety, so I never thought that the separation would come so soon.

The old man's dark palm touched his face.

"Silly child, I'm sorry for you, our song family is sorry for you When you were so young, your parents divorced. I know you've had a hard time these years... "

“……”

"Grandma really hopes to live a few more years and see you get married See you have children Then I can hold my great grandson... "

Song Nan's hand suddenly loosed, and he didn't dare to look into the old man's eyes.

He was very sad in his heart, so sad that his brow was frowned tightly, and his heart seemed to have broken a hole.

He wanted to say, grandma, I may never get married in my life.

He wanted to say, I may not have children in my life, I'm sorry.

But in the end he said nothing.

Until the old man closed his eyes peacefully, he fell on the head of the bed, his eyes red.……

After settling her grandmother's affairs, song Yikai hopes that Song Nan's tomb can return to muddy city.

He has been studying abroad for three years. If he wants to find a job, he will come to Yuncheng and be local. It's easier.

Song Nan tomb doesn't want to come back.

"I have a good life abroad. I have found a financial job and can support myself for a month."

He squatted on the ground, packing, and said.

"You have to plan for the future. You are a man, not just to support yourself!"

"You don't have to worry. I have the ability to support the people I love."

The tone of his voice was strange. Song Yikai looked at the tomb in Southern Song Dynasty and thought that he was not the same.

"Hey, you don't want to find a foreign girl with my back abroad, do you?"

"Go away."

When he got up, a picture fell out of his wallet.

It's a picture of him and jiangbeize.

It was taken in Chinatown.

He picked it up expressionless and pretended to be very casual. Song Yikai saw the man in the picture.

"Hey, isn't this my boss's brother? Are you two still in touch? "

"Ah? On. "

“……”

Song Yikai sipped his lips.

"My colleague has a sister who is the same age as you. The little girl is very honest and quiet. Now she has a stable job. It's not easy for you to come back. Don't hurry to go back. How about having dinner with someone on the weekend?"

"No, I'll leave tomorrow."

He quickly lifted the suitcase on the ground and walked to the room.

Song Yikai looked at his back and smiled jokingly, "ha ha, my brother is not gay!"

The young man who walked, with a sluggish step, and his back, was three points stiff.

Song Yikai's smile gradually solidified.

Time has all solidified.

Until the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty returned to the room, he was still in a petrified state and did not return to his mind for a long time.

……

Song Yikai's life is very regular these years.

Every day I go to and from work, then I cook, wash clothes and check my homework for my brother.

He doesn't smoke or drink, he doesn't go to the bar, he doesn't go to the disco, he lives a Buddhist.

President assistant made a lot of money in this job. There were also female employees in the company who secretly agreed to him, but song Yikai refused.

He wants to save more money in recent years, buy a house for Song Nan tomb, equip him with a good car, and then marry himself no later.

Because he owed Song Nan tomb a lot.

From childhood, as a brother, he was careless and often ignored his feelings. The scars and shadows caused by his parents' divorce in the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty were beyond song Yikai's compensation.

But my brother

Song Yikai smoked a lot today. He shut himself in his study and smoked one by one.

The whole study is full of miasma. There are many empty wine bottles on the ground, which are placed in various places.

Song Yikai put his hands in his hair, lowered his head and turned his brain into a paste. He couldn't figure out how Song Nan's tomb bent.

Think of that picture in your mind. It should be the boss's brother.

Does his boss know about it?

Well, even if jiangbeiyuan knows it, jiangbeiyuan acquiesces, but his brother can't accept it!

He can't take it at all!

On the desk is a picture of him and Song Nan's tomb. Song Yikai takes the picture, rubs the young man's face on it, and smiles twice.

"Ono, don't blame me. I'm all for you..."

……

The next afternoon, Song Nan's tomb arrived at the airport. He called jiangbeize and said that he would go back in the evening.

Jiang Beize: "you don't have to come back. I've retired my house in New York. I'm going to pack my things and go back to muddy city."

"What's the matter?"

"I don't think so. I have to come back to live. I have a real estate in Yuncheng. My second brother left it to me. I can live there."

"OK, send me the address. I'll come back to you."

"Well..."

Hung up, jiangbeize looked at Song Yikai sitting opposite him.

He received a call from Song Yikai in the middle of last night, saying that he would have a good talk with him. Jiangbeize is not stupid. He knows what song Yikai should know.

So five minutes ago, he came to this cafe. Song Yikai packed a box and sat opposite jiangbeize.

Jiangbeize found that song Yikai had a lot of vicissitudes. He was wearing a wrinkled suit, but today he didn't shave. The green stubble came out in his chin.

Song Yikai was silent for a long time. After the third cup of coffee, he opened his mouth.

"I'll go to the bathroom.""Assistant song, if you have something to say, just say it!"

“……” Song Yikai finally looks to Jiang Beize.

The boss's brother is a very delicate boy, white skin, big eyes, if not short hair, looks more beautiful than girls.

But no matter how beautiful he looks, he can't change the fact that he is a boy!

"I'm really surprised I didn't know you two could be together My brother had a girlfriend in middle school, so I always thought his sexual orientation was normal I didn't expect... "

Jiangbeize listened quietly without speaking.

Song Yikai sighed heavily and watched him.

"When he was 16 years old, he changed his name gracefully. Instead of song Nanye, he had to be called song nanmu. He said that there was a tomb in his heart, because of you."

“……” Jiangbeize didn't answer. He acquiesced.

Song Yikai felt that his chest would blow up.

He thinks he is in two parallel worlds, but there is an intersection!

Parallel lines, in the end, should return to the parallel state!

"I don't think you are in love. Maybe you are all in a foreign country and your peers. Your parents have divorced, so they are similar to each other, familiar with each other, and then have a sense of dependence."

"But have you ever thought that you two have no future, just like rats, you should hide everywhere, marriage is even more impossible, and having children is even more impossible."

"Before Grandma Ono died, she took Ono's hand and told him that she would like to see him marry and have children before she died. I don't know where the two of you have developed, but in our old song family, there has never been such a person!"

As he said this, song yikaidun suddenly pulled the hand of jiangbeize.

Both hands were shaking.

But song Yikai's hands trembled even more.

Song Yikai is going to cry, "Beize, I beg you, please let my brother go, let him live a normal life!"