the city I love

When saying these words, Zhang Zhihuai was very calm, without any sad expression.Occasionally, I couldn't help laughing when I talked about interesting things in the past, full of memories.

Zhang Chu couldn’t help asking again: “then how do you know that you are not their own?”

The warm little orange light hit the man's face softly, and Zhang Chu felt that there were broken streamers in his eyes, which made his cheeks hot.

"The children in the village used to say that you were picked up when they saw me. At the beginning, they didn't believe it." Because of this incident, his mother would go to other people's houses to make a big fuss. "Later, he fell ill. Yes, my parents told me."

It's been too long since the incident, now thinking of the scene at that time, he should be numb, he has never seen the father who gave birth to him, so he doesn't care about excitement, happiness or anger.Now he has parents who are very poor but love him very much, and he has his own home, so why would he go back again?

I didn't want to recognize my ancestors and return to them.But his mother cried and said, go and have a look, he won't live long.Maybe he was about to die, and then he suddenly remembered the child he left behind. He was full of guilt and remorse, so he struggled to get him back, and wanted to say sorry to him face to face.

He agreed, so he saw the emaciated old man who was tortured by illness and regret, and the days that followed were like this. Zhang Zhihuai accompanied him for half a year, and the old man passed away peacefully when he went out to buy watermelons.

Zhang Zhihuai fell silent

Zhang Chu felt a little uncomfortable, because of himself who treated him like before, and Zhang Zhihuai who was abandoned.

"Don't be sad." Thin arms wrapped around Zhang Zhihuai's head, and Zhang Chu comforted him unskillfully, "I'm here."

Zhang Zhihuai, who was still in a low mood, couldn't help laughing at the consolation that pretended to be mature like a little adult, and his heart was warm.He stood up and said, "Well, I know." His voice was still a little hoarse and deep, as if it was directly attached to his ear and poured into his heart. He felt the smile in his words, and Zhang Chu didn't know Why was he jumping in a hurry, and retracted himself under the blanket, not wanting him to see his blushing face: "You... you should go take a shower quickly"

Zhang Zhihuai rubbed his head, got up and went to the bathroom with his clothes.

Hearing the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, something broke out of his heart.

......

"That's when I'm the happiest." The sky began to darken. Wen Le looked at the dark clouds that had begun to gather, and at Zhang Chu, whose mouth curled up unconsciously. He was a good listener.The sad man just needs someone to listen to, to hear him talk about the one he loves and can't have.

"Then...does he know you like him?"

"He...don't know, I'll never let him know"

In the past, I couldn't help but want to tell him many times, but every time I pulled myself back in time.He is already like this, so it doesn't matter, why bother to drag this innocent person, what should this old-fashioned person think when he learns that his nephew likes men, and he still likes him?what to do?He can't always be so selfish and throw the dilemma to Zhang Zhihuai.Once you say it, everything can't go back to the past.