swimming fish

The fluttering fine snow stopped for a while when the sun was setting.The dim light of the setting sun reflected on the ice on the floor to the windows covered with grilles, and shone on to the people upstairs, melting into the laughter of the family reunion.

Every household is wrapped in this twilight, reflecting each other in the coming night, adding some warmth to the deserted night of the street.

The people in the kitchen brought the steaming hot delicacies to the table, and the people outside the kitchen were busy arranging the bowls and chopsticks.

"jingle--"

The doorbell rang suddenly.

"I'm going to open the door." The person with the bowls and chopsticks confessed, walked to the door in two steps, and said to the person holding a bouquet of flowers outside the door, "Brother, you are here."

"Yeah. I..." Ji Anhe glanced inside the door, and looked at the woman who looked back at him not far away but ran away when his eyes met her. He twitched the corners of his mouth and glanced Glancing at the bouquet of irises and valentine grass in her hand, "I brought a bouquet of flowers that Mom likes, she..."

"She is here, she must like it, you come in first." As he said, Ji Tong took Ji Anhe's flowers, held them to a woman not far away who was holding chopsticks with their backs to their two brothers, and offered a treasure: "Mom , look, brother brought flowers."

When the woman raised her head to look at Hua, her eyes were obviously stagnant, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up, her eyes were moist: "It's... nice."

After saying this, she took the bouquet of flowers, walked to the balcony behind the kitchen, turned out the dusty vase in the cabinet, and placed the bouquet of flowers .

After changing his shoes, Ji Anhe went into the kitchen to wash his hands. He stood in front of the sink and hurriedly passed the water with his hands before turning his head to look at the far-sighted person on the balcony who was looking at the bouquet of flowers.

His voice was soft and slow, as if he was afraid of disturbing the person immersed in the memory.

"Knowing that you are leaving with Ji Tong, I didn't buy anything that I couldn't take with me. This... my father told me that you liked it. He said that if he went into the operating room and didn't come out, he would let me celebrate the New Year's Eve." I will definitely buy him some flowers for you sometime. I forgot..." Ji Anhe said as he bowed his head to his hand, his fingers were tangled together like his hesitant heart.

"He is such a person," the woman snorted, "He obviously likes it, but he just refuses to say it, he obviously cares about everything, but he doesn't want to reveal it; She was so sensual, and comforted me that it was okay, that he would be fine, look at him, look at him," the woman still had a smile on her lips, but tears in her eyes, "this old man...how bad. After walking for more than ten years It's been a year, but today, it looks like he hasn't left yet."

"More than ten years..."

"Yeah, I didn't expect it. I still remember it. He said at the beginning that maybe in a few years, I should forget him. I didn't expect..." Mother Ji squeezed the tear-stained paper ball in her hand, deeply After taking a breath, he said, "Also, you too. After finally coming back, what else do you bring with you? As far as this is concerned, you are just as bad as him."

"Yes, yes, yes." Ji Anhe pulled the paper from the counter with his mouth curled up, and handed it to the woman on the balcony who had already shed tears, "Wipe? There are no tears in this flower."

"By the way, why did you think of giving this flower?" The woman took the paper from him, and slapped his extended hand before hastily wiping away her tears, "Did the old man give it to you?" Have a dream?"

"No." Ji Anhe put his hands behind his back in embarrassment, "I met a friend who knew flowers. When I thought of him that day, I remembered this."

"That kind of friend?" Ji's mother looked at Ji Anhe and asked casually.

Ji Anhe was silent for a while, and answered solemnly: "Well, he is very nice."

Ji's mother paused for a moment with her flowery hands, and then asked, "The one you met three years ago?"

Ji Anhe looked at his mother suspiciously. Ji's mother pinched the wilted leaves with her hands, and her indifferent explanation showed a bit of relief: "Listen to what Ji Tong said. You are out of your mind. You are my child, what do you think, will I not know?"

Ji Anhe reached out to remove the wilted leaf for Ji's mother, and replied, "Yes. He and I met three years ago."

"What happened later, no contact?" Ji's mother asked casually.

Ji Anhe couldn't answer like gossip, he glanced at his mother in surprise, probably because he didn't expect his mother to compromise.

Ji's mother didn't look back at him, but just said "Yes", waiting for Ji Anhe's answer.

"I contacted him a few days ago, and he wanted me to go back. But I have too many things in my hands, and I can't leave for a while. But I'm afraid that it will be too long if I keep him waiting." Ji Anhe struggled with.

"Is it three years old?" Ji's mother's eyes fell on the blue iris surrounded by the lover's grass.

Ji Anhe listened silently to Ji's mother's answer.

"Not long, ten years, not long. As long as you remember, these ten years will be the same as yesterday."

Only if you don't forget each other, you can last for a long time.

The most obvious truth is only now understood by Ji Anhe.

Ji's mother picked out a well-opened iris and pinched it off, pinned it to the second button of the jacket familiarly, sighed, and suggested: "But if you really miss it, you can put down the one in your hand and take a look. No, no. As long as he is worthy of you."

"Yes." Ji Anhe responded in a low voice.

"By the way, that tie-dye is very nice, I like it very much." Ji Mu smiled, but her words became rusty and polite, "If you want to see him, thank him for me."

Ji Anhe frowned, his mother's meaning couldn't be more obvious, she had to give in to her son, but she was still not willing to accept it.

The phrase "other people" can't draw the boundary between him and himself more clearly.

And the upbringing is probably inherited from his parents, and his mother gave him some leeway this time, so naturally he will not ask his mother for more.

He nodded and kept the decency between mother and child: "Okay, I'll tell him."

Ji's mother added: "if you want to see him, it's unnecessary if you don't."

I will go see him.No if.

Ji Anhe answered silently in his heart, but the words were finally hidden in his heart.He nodded to change the subject, and said: "Let's go to eat, I guess it will be cold after standing for a while."

As he spoke, he raised his hand against Ji's mother's back and pushed her out of the kitchen.

Ji Tong watched the two reconciled people come out of the kitchen one after the other, and he warmly greeted them to take their seats.

The three of them happily finished the reunion dinner, and when Ji Anhe accompanied Ji's mother and Ji Tong finished packing and came down to look at their mobile phones, they saw Song Yu's message back to him.

[Fish]: Just like that?

Ji Anhe showed a doting smile, and there was boundless tenderness in his eyes.

He stood at the window, looking at the moon hanging high, the moonlight was as gentle as his eyes.

He dialed back the phone.

"Mr. Ji?" The noisy background sound over there did not cover up the excitement in Song Yu's tone.

The smile in Ji Anhe's eyes was even bigger: "Yes."

"We're watching the fireworks here, you," Song Yu said clumsily out of words, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"I don't want to sleep." Ji Anhe looked at the snow that suddenly fell in front of him, paused, and said, "The moon came out just now, and now it's snowing again, I..."

I miss you.

Ji Anhe didn't know how to say this sentence, his voice stopped abruptly at the word "I".

Song Yu spoke with him in unison, and told him the words stuck in his throat.

"I miss you, Mr. Ji."

"Hmm." Ji Anhe's hand holding the phone trembled almost invisibly.

"I really want to."

"Ah."

"Want so much. Want to kiss you. Want to hug you."

"Ah."

"Do you miss me, Mr. Ji?"

"think."

"I drank today, Mr. Ji. If you don't want me tomorrow, don't tell me. I'll just take what I said today. I was drunk and thinking about it."

"I miss you, Boss Song." Ji Anhe said anxiously.

"Ok?"

"I said, I miss you, Song Yu. I miss you very much, I miss you very much, I also want to kiss you and hug you."

"Then I still want to! I still want to spend flowers in the wind with Mr. Ji, make love in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the house, while watching the snow in Cangshan Mountain and the moon in Erhai Lake. I still want to think a lot, I want to..."

Song Yuxu talked a lot, probably because he really drank wine and got drunk.In the end, there was only one word left in Ji Anhe's mouth.

"Okay." Ji Anhe's eyes did not know when water vapor began to gather, he looked at the hazy moonlight in front of him, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised higher.

Song Yu was probably really drunk, and the sound of breathing sounded too evenly.

Fireworks were banned in the city, and this bustling city seemed too quiet, but it was in this silent night that Ji Anhe heard Song Yu's tranquility in his ears.

He whispered something to this drunken dreamer.This is also what he said in Song Yu's ear in the Yuyu Bar before leaving Dali.

"Song Yu, wait for me."