Fall in love with summer flamingos

When Gu Shiye and Gu Shiye arrived home, Su Yangxia and Meng Zhao had not returned yet. He looked at his phone and there was still no message. He couldn't help but feel a little worried, so he made a call, but Su Yangxia's phone was turned off.

He called Meng Zhao again, and the call was quickly answered: "Brother Ye."

"Is Xiaoxia with you?" Gu Shiye asked.

Meng Zhao said: "They were together, but fell asleep. His phone ran out of battery."

"Where did you go to play?" Gu Shiye asked tentatively.

Meng Zhao smiled and said, "Yang'er took me to the mountain playground."

Gu Shiye frowned: "Okay, I see. Then drive carefully."

"Okay, don't worry, I'm fine." Meng Zhao said and hung up the phone.

He looked at Su Yangxia who was sleeping with her eyes closed in the passenger seat, and couldn't help but frowning again.

When he just arrived at the amusement park in the afternoon, the security guard on duty greeted Su Yangxia warmly as soon as he entered the door. He also said that he had not been there for several months. He also told him that Mr. Gu had not been there for several months and asked Su Yangxia if Mr. Gu had found him.

Su Yangxia pulled Meng Zhao into the security room and sat there for more than half an hour, listening to the security guard talk a lot about Gu Shiye.

The security guard said that Gu Shiye bought this amusement park two or three years ago. Originally, this amusement park was going to be demolished, but after Gu Shiye bought it, he started operating it. He hired professional young people to manage it and also raised their salaries.

He also said that after Gu Shiye bought the amusement park, he would drive here every weekend night and stay on the swing chair in the amusement park for two days. Sometimes he was afraid that Gu Shiye would catch a cold in the cold weather, so he would bring a quilt to visit Gu Shiye when he was on duty. He saw Gu Shiye sleeping on that chair several times.

The security guard once asked Gu Shiye why he always came to wait at night. Gu Shiye said that if he came to wait during the day, he would not be able to sleep when he went home at night, so he chose to stay here at night, go back to sleep for a while in the morning, and then come back to stay after waking up. All the staff in the amusement park knew Gu Shiye.

The sanitation workers cleaned the chair every day. Sometimes when it rained, they would cover the chair with plastic sheeting, for fear that the chair would be wet when Gu Shiye came. They would come every weekend, rain or shine, as if they were doing something pious.

The security guard also asked Gu Shiye who he was waiting for every week. Gu Shiye only said that he was waiting for someone, but never said who he was waiting for, or whether he was waiting for a man or a woman. Gradually, the people in the amusement park were no longer curious, and they got used to seeing the lonely figure in a suit and tie leaving every Saturday and Sunday morning.

After hearing this, Su Yangxia sat in the security room and cried for a long time. No matter how Meng Zhao tried to persuade her, she wouldn't stop crying. Finally, the security guard started crying too. The more he thought about it, the more he felt sorry for Mr. Gu, and he started crying too.

Meng Zhao was sitting in the security room, watching the old man and the young boy crying non-stop. The security guard was crying and saying that Mr. Gu was such a good man. He paid for insurance for these people who were half buried in the ground, and waived rent for those who set up stalls inside.

After Su Yangxia finished crying, it was almost dark. Meng Zhao glanced at Su Yangxia. He didn't have the heart to go in for a walk anymore, so he reminded Su Yangxia that it was almost time to go home.

When leaving, Meng Zhao stood in front of the big iron gate and looked at the mountain amusement park several times, which he had arrived at but did not go in. It seemed that he wanted to imprint this place in his mind and try hard to remember this place that supported Su Yangxia's survival.

On the way back, Su Yangxia didn't say a word, just sat in the passenger seat sobbing, and his eyes looked swollen again. Meng Zhao felt distressed and asked him to close his eyes for a while.

I don’t know what Gu Shiye will think when he sees him in this state when he gets back. Will the two of them have another quarrel in the living room and then cry again?

She just cried in the morning. If she cries again in the evening, will Su Yangxia be unable to bear it? Why did she agree to let him come to this amusement park? Why did she have to be stopped by the security guard and have to say all these things?

Meng Zhao kept repenting in his heart. He held Su Yangxia's hand on his leg, which was ice-cold and without any warmth.

The weather in City A in October was not very cold, just a little chilly. Why were Su Yangxia's hands so cold?

When he was in S City, many years ago, Su Yangxia felt hot all over his body. Whether it was the arm Su Yangxia put on his neck every day, or the hand that reached out to hit Meng Zhao and was grabbed by Meng Zhao, they were all so warm.

In the past, Su Yangxia would let Gu Shiye put his hands into his pockets to keep him warm, but now Su Yangxia has turned into an ice man. He has little flesh on his body, looks weak and fragile, and exudes such a strong coldness.

I am still so crybaby now. Have I shed all the tears I didn’t shed as a child? Or have I always been crybaby, but I was just pretending to be strong until I met the person I love and then I showed this vulnerable side.

"Yang'er, we're home." Meng Zhao called softly.

Su Yangxia frowned and opened her eyes dazedly: "Well, we're here so soon."

Meng Zhao looked into Su Yangxia's eyes and said, "Your eyes, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, you cry more often than you eat."

"Is it very swollen?" Su Yangxia turned the rearview mirror in the car and looked in the mirror.

"Fuck, why is it so swollen?" Su Yangxia blurted out a swear word.

Meng Zhao was stunned. He thought it was so strange. He hadn't heard Su Yangxia swear in five or six years. "Another one."

"What?" Su Yangxia turned the mirror over and looked at Meng Zhao curiously.

"What, what, say what you just said again." Meng Zhao urged impatiently.

Su Yangxia pressed his eyeballs: "Why are they so swollen?"

"Fuck, did you forget the word you just said?" Meng Zhao reminded Su Yangxia with a smile.

"Impossible, how could I say this word." Su Yangxia argued and refused to admit it. He had no impression of saying any swear words.

Meng Zhao tilted his head and looked at him: "Yang'er, you really haven't said a bad word in all these years?"

"Don't you know?" Su Yangxia leaned back in the chair and planned to go in slowly.

Meng Zhao also leaned back in his chair and looked at the darkening night outside: "Well, I haven't heard it in a few years. I miss it very much."

Su Yangxia yawned: "Then just miss it. I've said so much before that it's enough for you to miss it."

"Yeah, that's right. The memories of the past are enough for me to cherish for the rest of my life." Meng Zhao said with his hands under his head.

"You're sick. You'll miss this kind of thing for the rest of your life. Remember me." Su Yangxia scolded Meng Zhao with a smile.

Meng Zhao nodded calmly: "Yes, I remember it all."