near and far

Le Mingxin was supposed to go back on Sunday night, but after this happened, he asked the leader for Monday's leave in advance, and he didn't go to work until Tuesday, so he booked a ticket for Monday night before going to bed.

When I woke up, it was already noon on Monday, and there was a vegetable market not far from the downstairs of the hotel. The sound of hawking and bargaining came in vaguely through the closed window panes, which seemed trivial and stable.Le Mingxin moved lightly under the blanket, and He Chengan let out a vague hum from his throat. He buried himself in Le Mingxin's arms, breathing on Le Mingxin's collarbone, only his naked body was exposed. The back of his head was disheveled, and he didn't even untangle his hair before going to bed, and the braids were tied up in a mess.

Le Mingxin retreated gently, moved out of the bed like a thief, went to the bathroom for a while, calmed down Chenbo, no, Wubo, and tiptoed downstairs to pack some food, waiting for him When he came back, He Chengan had already woken up, leaning against the bed and holding his mobile phone in a daze, his eyes were a little blue, and he didn't sleep well.

"Wake up, eat something." Le Mingxin put the food on the table, and the two sat opposite each other to finish the brunch.

He Chengan cleared his throat and said, "Do you have to go back? I'll be delayed for a few days. Tickets are hard to buy. I'll take you back tonight and I'll come back..."

It took eight hours to go back and forth, Le Ming hurriedly said: "I bought the ticket for tonight, you are busy with your work."

"What time is the ticket, I will take you to the station."

"eight pm."

He Chengan frowned: "It must have been past ten o'clock when I got home."

"No, it's okay, if you're busy at night, you don't have to see me off..." Le Mingxin scratched the bottom of the empty bowl with a plastic spoon, lowering his eyes and not looking at anyone, "Just... stay with me You can wait a while..."

He Cheng'an was speechless for a moment, and after a while, he stood up, supported the table and leaned over, touching his lips next to Le Mingxin's blinking eyes.

"Thank you."

Le Mingxin scratched his face, a little shy: "No...you're welcome..."

When both of them finished eating, Le Ming looked at the time carefully and asked, "Are you busy this afternoon?"

He Chengan knew that He Jing would not tell him anything related to grandma's funeral, but he also had a way to know. He planned to stay here until after the funeral and then return to City A. There was nothing to do in the afternoon, so he replied: "No ,What's wrong?"

Le Mingxin stood up and said, "Let me take you somewhere."

It is a very old community. The elevator was only installed two years ago, and the inside is full of small advertisements, new and old, overlapping.Le Mingxin took out the key and found that the doorknob was covered with dust. He opened the door and let He Chengan follow him in.

Because there was no ventilation for a long time, a smell of dust came from the room, which made Le Mingxin sneezed, and hurriedly opened the window of the living room to let the fresh wind blow in, and covered the furniture with dustproof cloth Blow gently.

Le Mingxin leaned against the window sill and said, "Welcome to my house."

He Cheng'an stood in the middle of the living room, looking around the room, covered with white cloths as far as he could see, a pot of dead plants was placed on the TV cabinet, the leaves had dried up long ago, and fell beside the pot, there was no wind and no one Go clean it, it's just scattered here and there.He was a little puzzled, thinking of Kang Chen saying that Le Mingxin came back to spend his birthday with his parents, he hesitated and asked: "Then uncle and aunt..."

Le Mingxin helped up the fallen photo frame on the TV cabinet, inside was a group photo of a family of three, and said relaxedly, "Here it is."

He Cheng settled down, and said softly: "It's gone..."

"Well, it's gone, not in the third year of high school."

Le Mingxin is not a person who is good at showing weakness, and there are not many people around him who know about his parents, not even Kang Chen. Now that he tells it, he still tells He Chengan. He is a little uncomfortable, so he can only pretend to be relaxed. attitude to neutralize this discomfort.He took He Chengan to show him around the house, first opened his parents' bedroom, which was also covered with white cloth, and then opened his own room, which was empty, and basically everything that could be used had been emptied. Only an empty bed and cabinet remained.

Le Mingxin muttered: "It seems that there is nothing to visit..."

The room was either white or empty, and He Chengan's heart felt sour when he saw it. He followed Le Mingxin and visited the house, as if he had visited Le Mingxin's heart.

Le Mingxin was about to retreat from the room, and when he turned around, he came face to face with He Chengan who was following him. Before he could go around, He Chengan put his arms around his shoulders and covered his eyes with the other, sweeping his fluttering eyelashes palm.

He stood where he was, blocked his sight, and couldn't see anything. He only felt He Chengan's dry and soft lips on his forehead. He reached out and grabbed He Chengan's clothes, and whispered: "I don't want to Selling miserably or something, I just want to tell you that although my relatives are gone, although it is sad, I can live a good life, I... now I am fine..."

After a while, He Chengan still covered his eyes, but the two got closer and hugged each other.

He Chengan's voice was a little hoarse, and it rang in his ears.

"I thought about it a few days ago. I didn't finish talking that day. After I go back, can I chase you and chase you again, formally."

Le Mingxin's eyelashes fluttered wildly restlessly, and the exposed half of his face was red, reaching his ears, and his tongue was tied: "You, you must not feel sorry for me or something, I am fine now, If, if you don't like me very much now, I can..."

How could it be, he couldn't say it himself.

"I've made up my mind. I was too stupid to chase after him before. Now I can start again." He Chengan touched the tip of his red nose with his lips affectionately, "It will be better."

Le Mingxin opened her lips halfway, thought and thought, and finally nodded heavily, her eyes rubbed against He Chengan's palm, leaving a little wetness.

That night, Le Mingxin took He Chengan's car to the high-speed rail station, and took the eight o'clock car back to City A.It was past ten o'clock when he got home, but he didn't feel tired at all. His body seemed to be full of energy. He took a quick bath, watered the green plants at home, and exchanged voice good night with He Cheng'an on WeChat.

In the next few days, the two of them didn't have much contact. Le Ming thought about He Jing's appearance, and knew how many bad things He Chengan would experience if he stayed there, so he didn't bother him too much. I consciously looked at my phone, and a week later, I received a WeChat message from He Chengan.

"come back tomorrow."

Before Le Mingxin could reply, another message was sent over there.

"Miss you."

what.

Le Mingxin was lying on the desk, her ears were red.

On the day when He Chengan said he was coming back, Le Mingxin didn't hear from him until he got off work, so he got off work in a hurry and planned to call him, but who knew that when he left the school, someone would wave to him across the road.

He Chengan's conspicuous SUV was parked across the road. He leaned against the car door, solemnly wearing a crisp shirt with sleeves rolled up to the elbows, and his slightly long hair tied behind his head. Ming Xin waved.

Le Ming hurriedly took two steps forward, stopped again, pulled down the corners of his mouth, and stood steadily on the side of the road, waiting for the traffic lights. He Chengan pretended to be cool and inserted his hands In the pocket, waiting for him sullenly.

As soon as the light was turned, Le Mingxin followed the people crossing the road. When he was only two steps away from He Chengan, he couldn't help speeding up his pace and walked over, his lips pursed to reveal dimples.

He Cheng'an's face was still tense, but his eyes narrowed slightly, and with a smile, he tilted his head: "Get in the car."

Le Mingxin responded readily, and opened the car door. There was a bouquet of peony on the co-pilot, with dewdrops on it, fresh and spirited.

He Chengan sat in the driver's seat, glanced at the flowers that Le Mingxin picked up from the corner of his eyes, and said in a serious manner: "This is the last crop of peony season this year."

Le Mingxin fastened his seat belt, held the flower in his hand, couldn't help laughing, looked out the window, smiled for a while, then turned back to look at the flower, plucked the petals with his fingers, and said, "Where are you going?"