you were there

The New Year flavor in Tianjin is not as strong as that in Beijing, but it still pays attention to posting money and lighting lanterns.

There is a custom in Tianjin that "the first month does not cut their hair". Just like other places, most adults and children with uncles will shave their hair before New Year's Eve.

Qiuchen doesn't have an uncle, so she doesn't need to pay attention to this custom.In fact, the original meaning is "reminiscing about the past", but who knows that spreading rumors will become "dead uncle".For this misunderstanding, it is better to clarify it as soon as possible.

Qiuchen drove the car and bought a bunch of presents to go home. Basically, she bought a copy of Beijing's specialties, and planned to pay tribute to Xia Moqiao's elder brother.

Bringing so many things home, it feels like returning from a trip, bringing the special products you have found to present to relatives and friends.

"I didn't pay attention to whether there was anyone in your house when I went there last time."

Xia Mozhen didn't answer, just playing with her phone.

Soon, the car exited the highway and drove towards Xia Moqiao's home.

Halfway, a phone call made Qiu Chen feel a little regretful.

"Chen Zehai asked me for a meeting and said that there was a problem with the planning of your album."

"I'll go back with you!"

"No! I'll send you home, and I can go back by myself. I will be back before twelve o'clock, remember to open the door for me."

Qiuchen sent Xia Moqiao to the door of his house, and drove back to Beijing by himself.

The community has not changed, it is still quiet.However, the taste of the year has become a lot heavier.Hanging coins are pasted on the windows of every household, and red lanterns are lit on the balconies.

Xia Mozhen didn't enter the community, but took a taxi and went to another place.

The taxi stopped at the hospital where Xia Moqiao and Xue Minran had been together.

Obviously, there are fewer nurses, but many foreign doctors are still there.Foreigners do not have a tradition of celebrating the Spring Festival, so the work of overtime is naturally thrown to them.

Xia Moqiao entered the same ward.I remember the last time I came in, it was with Xue Minran.

The woman on the hospital bed was still sleeping peacefully, like a plant that could not speak, maintaining a soulless life in this hut.

In the car accident ten years ago, he lost his father and turned his mother into a vegetative state.

On the sick card was written a name that Xia Mozhen seldom mentioned - Liu Xuanya.

Compared with ten years ago, her face has not changed in any way, and neither has her figure.Her expression is still serene and gentle, and her figure is also plump and plump.

Xia Moqiao still remembers the understanding she gave him, and the scene where she fought against the Confucianism for herself.

Xia Mozhen loves her, but she can't put "love" on her lips like she did to Qiuchen.

Relatives are not lovers, that love does not need to shout and whisper, and each other can feel the selflessness.

Xia Mozhen sat by the bed, there was no leaf on the tree outside the window, as if the autumn that accompanied the far away disappeared.

"He came back, we also met each other, and we are together again." Xia Mozhen whispered, telling Liu Xuanya.

There was no reply to his words, he just conveyed the love that had nowhere to rest and could not be reciprocated to a flower or plant.

"He's still the same, and so are we, as if it's never changed. You can rest easy..."

Before he knew it, Xia Moqiao closed his eyes.

"I always feel that I got into the car accident because of my willful way. I have been blaming myself. I hurt someone, and fate will hurt the one I love. He left, and my dad left. Now You are the only relative left of me. When you were seriously ill and hospitalized, your relatives were coveting the inheritance of your elders, and no one was willing to lend a helping hand. Fortunately, we made it through. Without his company, I lived for you, I don't want you to be looked down upon by the hospital because of my incompetence, and I don't want you to be kicked out of the hospital because I can't pay the medical bills."

Before he knew it, Xia Moqiao's tears rolled in his eyes.However, the tears were still unable to shed.He seldom shed tears in front of Liu Xuanya, and he didn't want to appear weak and incompetent in front of her.This is his self-esteem, no matter to anyone.

When he opened his eyes, he realized that the figure that should have gone away was standing behind him——

Xia Mozhen just entered the hospital with her front foot, and Qiu Chen followed her in with her back foot.

That phone call was made by him, it was not a business at all, but he wanted Xia Moqiao to be honest with himself——

Xia Mozhen was not wary, but just entered the high-end ward as usual.

Seeing Qiuchen, Xia Moqiao was not surprised, but the tears streaming down her eyes suddenly.

He didn't dare to lean on Qiuchen's shoulder, because he knew that the revealing of this secret would completely embarrass himself;

He didn't dare to look at Qiu Chen, like a child who did something wrong, but he didn't sneak a glance at Qiu Chen's sullen expression from the corner of his eye.

Suddenly, his body was hugged tightly.

This time he didn't take the initiative to rely on his shoulders, it was Qiu Chen who took the initiative to use his warmest chest to give him the warmest strength.

Unknowingly, Xia Moqiao's tears flowed more urgently.

He bit Qiuchen's coat tightly, he didn't want Qiuchen to feel sullen and blamed for his sobbing.

"I didn't know it would become like this..." Xia Mozhen's sobbing voice lingered in Qiuchen's ears, and Qiuchen unconsciously hugged him even tighter.

"If I hadn't left you in the first place, you certainly wouldn't have been so miserable."

Unknowingly, Qiuchen's tears also flowed down.In his tight embrace and tears, there is no sympathy, just self-blame.

It turned out that leaving at the beginning would make Xia Moqiao experience such a bitter period.

"Xia Mozhen..." This was Qiu Chen calling out his full name, and there seemed to be endless comfort in that gentle address.

Xia Mozhen hugged Qiuchen unconsciously, using his most solid chest to fill her sense of anxiety and loneliness in the past ten years.

Xia Mozhen didn't want to speak anymore, he vented all his inner emotions with tears.Be it grief, remorse, or remorse.At least, he doesn't need to keep this secret anymore.

Qiuchen has long been suspicious of Xia Mojie's parents.

That day, Qiuchen checked Xia Moqiao's cell phone and found Zhang Qianqian's phone number abroad.

"Xia Moqiao, long time no see!"

For a long time, there was no response from the other end of the conversation.

"Hello! Xia Moqiao?"

"It's me..." Zhang Qianqian was a little taken aback by a deep voice.

"Are you... Qiu Chen?"

"Yes!"

Suddenly, Zhang Qianqian also fell silent.She didn't know how to explain to Qiuchen what happened ten years ago.

"He and I have reunited. What happened ten years ago was not your fault, and I will not pursue it."

Hearing this, Zhang Qianqian was very relieved.

"I just want to know about Xia Mozhen's parents."

Hearing this, Zhang Qianqian knew that Xia Moqiao had been hiding Qiuchen from her.

She also knew that neither of them could hide it.Even if she didn't say anything, Qiuchen would try her best to investigate.

In the end, Zhang Qianqian told him everything about Xia Moqiao's parents.

After listening, Qiu Chen was silent for a long time.

"Qiuchen, are you okay!"

At this time, Qiu Chen realized it.

"Thank you for telling me this, and I wish you a happy life."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Chen picked up the phone.

That night, Xia Mozhen slept soundly, and Qiuchen held him with a huge bear doll, so that he could sleep peacefully.

Qiuchen smoked in the living room all night, and shed tears all night.

He didn't question Xia Moqiao, he just wanted to let him confess at an appropriate moment, and he had to pretend that he didn't know it.

If Qiuchen didn't have any predictions, he probably wouldn't be able to comfort Xia Moqiao either.

……

"Will you blame me?" Xia Moqiao asked him uneasily.

"Blame you for leaving me, or blame you for not telling me about it?"

Xia Mozhen didn't answer, because Xia Mozhen knew: How could Qiuchen blame herself?

"How could I blame you! If you love you, you must tolerate and understand you, just like our mother."

"That's my mother."

"It's also my mother. I have long regarded her as my own mother, and I have proposed marriage to her, have you forgotten?"

If you don't mention it, Xia Moqiao really forgot.I remember that it was the first time he performed in Jinwan Square. Before the curtain call, he was dragged home by Qiuchen. The two of them came out to Liu Xuanya together. Although Liu Xuanya didn't justly agree to marry Qiuchen, she also It's a tacit consent.

"Even if you don't recognize me as a husband, it doesn't matter, anyway, she recognizes me as a son-in-law."

"I'm not a girl, so at most I'll accept you as a godson."

"I never thought of you as a girl. Although you look a little girly, you don't have any feminine taste. If I like that kind of flirtatiousness, I would already have a group of wives and concubines."

"Are you praising me?"

"Yes! I like you because you are unique. It doesn't matter if you are a boy or a girl. If you like someone, you just like someone. There is no reason."

Unknowingly, the arrogant Xia Moqiao felt another wave of turmoil in her heart.

"Do you remember what you said?" Qiuchen asked him in a low voice.

"I talk a lot, which one do you want to hear?"

"You said that you are not afraid of what the whole world will think of us, but what you care about the opinion of the person you love the most."

Xia Moqiao still remembers that this is the truest thought in his heart, which has not changed in ten years.

"Auntie agreed a long time ago. I have already severed ties with my parents. No matter why you left me ten years ago, it was for me or for anyone else. In the future, we will also be good, you You can't leave me anymore, and I won't leave you either."

Xia Mozhen just hugged Qiuchen tightly and answered him with this silent behavior.

At this kind of affectionate moment, Xia Moqiao doesn't like to talk too much, but expresses herself with actions.

"Let's spend New Year's Eve here. Please come here with us. Tomorrow I will go to buy pennies or something. I will even finish the food I bought. Our mother must also like to have a little fun."

This is exactly what Xia Moqiao wanted.In the past, Xia Moqiao went to the hospital to celebrate the New Year with Liu Xuanya by herself.He didn't mention this to Qiuchen, but Qiuchen seemed to know about it.Perhaps this is the tacit understanding between lovers!

So, Qiuchen and Xia Moqiao slept in the hospital that night.

Qiuchen let Xia Moqiao sleep on the bed next to her, while she slept on the sofa.In front of his mother-in-law, he didn't have any evil thoughts, he could only show the appearance of a gentleman.

"Come on the bed, the sofa is uncomfortable."

Hearing what Xia Moqiao said, she climbed onto the bed unconsciously.

"How do you know I'm not asleep?"

"You slept on the sofa before, but you got a stiff neck and your neck was crooked for two days."

Xia Mozhen doesn't like to put "love" on his lips, he remembers all the good things about Qiuchen.

It's not that mensao people can't express themselves, but they feel that when they say something, they lose their original meaning.

Qiuchen lay peacefully on the bed, but dared not fall asleep.He was afraid that when he woke up, this person would disappear again.

Unexpectedly, Xia Moqiao turned sideways and hugged Qiuchen.

"Is it cold?"

"It's not... It's a bad habit you got used to. You like to sleep with something in your arms, or you can't sleep well."

"Did you sleep with someone else in your arms these ten years?"

"I haven't had a solid night's sleep in the past ten years. I remember when I went out to work, my colleagues said that I slept in a double bed but liked to reserve a seat for one person."

"It's for me."

Qiu Chen's narcissism did not get Xia Moqiao's reply.He looked sideways, and there were several creases on his neck, Xia Moqiao had already closed those eyes, and the dark arcs stopped at the formerly bright place.

Qiuchen unconsciously put her arms around his head, and whispered into Xia Moqiao's ear: "You have suffered all these years..."

At this moment, Qiuchen realized that Xia Moqiao's hand had stopped on the scar on Qiuchen's predecessor.It was when he was scratched by a steel plate in order to buy that electric piano for Xia Moqiao.

Xia Mozhen has not forgotten his love, nor can he forget it.Like this scar, no matter how many years it has passed, its shape, length, and depth will not change.

This is evidence that he loves him, and it is also indelible evidence.