upstairs downstairs

When Su Qianmo walked home, he felt that he had stiffened into a sculpture. He felt in his pocket only to find that he didn't take the key.Then I remembered that at noon Yang Liping said that she attended Corey's party today, and Su Chengming probably went to socialize again, and the two of them probably came back at nine o'clock.Su Qianmo thought he was unlucky, took out his phone, leaned against the wall and waited.

Su Qianmo stared at the three words in the address book, his expression became dazed.He wanted to make a call to Yu Yanfeng, he really wanted to, but he couldn't press the button.

He stared at it for about 2 minutes, and suddenly the screen of the mobile phone changed to a waiting screen for dialing, with the three characters of Yu Yanfeng displayed on it.

Su Qianmo was suddenly dumbfounded, thinking when did this mobile phone become so powerful that it could dial a number just by staring at the contact person's name?

When his ringtone rang half a beat too late, Su Qianmo realized that it was Yu Yanfeng who had called him, and his heart went up and down, and the ringtone sounded like a reminder for his life.

For more than a year, the two of them haven't called or sent a text message. They just bumped into each other once when they were shopping with Gu Shiheng, and they didn't pass each other.Then why did you call yourself suddenly this time?Suddenly thought about it, want to be with yourself?When Su Qianmo thought of this reason, he wished he could directly slap himself.He really felt that because he had been with Gu Xiao for the past few years, he had been running more and more towards the attribute of two, and it was almost impossible to pull him back.

Pretending to be silent, didn't you hear?Or say I'm sorry the number you dialed is active?

After such a long struggle in his heart, the bell still rang persistently. Su Qianmo put his heart down and pressed the answer button.

"Hello." Su Qianmo felt that his voice had changed.

There was no movement at Yu Yanfeng's side. Su Qianmo listened carefully to hear the slight sound of breathing.The lights in the corridor suddenly went out, and he was plunged into darkness, but his heart suddenly calmed down.

"Yu Yanfeng, what's wrong?"

"... Momo."

The voice couldn't be more familiar, and his eyes suddenly turned sour. Su Qianmo couldn't help covering his mouth, and took the phone a little farther away, before he dared to take a breath.He was afraid that he would lose control of his emotions.

"Where are you?" Su Qianmo asked under his throat.

Yu Yanfeng raised his head and looked at the still dark floor: "Are you home yet?"

Su Qianmo walked slowly to the stairwell. He stood at the window and looked down. A few street lamps, flying snowflakes, and the cold wind blowing across his face from time to time made him wake up a lot.Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes, only to see a vague shadow, flickering with faint light.

He suddenly understood why Yu Yanfeng asked "Are you home" instead of "Are you home".

"Yu Yanfeng, what are you hanging around downstairs in my house?"

The faint light stopped suddenly, Su Qianmo hung up the phone, and he quickly pressed the elevator to go downstairs.Seeing the hung up call, Yu Yanfeng sighed in annoyance, as if he couldn't do anything well.His eyes were so sore, his legs were completely numb, and it was very difficult to move a step.He waited here all afternoon, originally in a corner, only dared to go to the door to wait when it was dark.

Su Qianmo opened the door, just in time to see Yu Yanfeng bent over and wrapped himself up tightly, half of his face was covered by the scarf.

"When did you follow me?"

Yu Yanfeng's hair was covered with snow, and his shoulders were covered with a thick layer, and his exposed nose was completely red.

"...No, I just came downstairs and watched you go up..."

Su Qianmo really didn't look much when he entered the corridor. He was so cold that he didn't pay attention to whether there were other people.

"Is something wrong?"

Yu Yanfeng shook his head lightly, not daring to look at him.The surroundings are surprisingly quiet, the lights are lit up one after another, and the flying snowflakes are a little bright.

Su Qianmo looked at the person in front of him, and suddenly remembered what Qin Hao said today.

It's not that Yu Yanfeng has no feelings for you at all.

"Let's go if you have nothing to do." Su Qianmo glanced at him, suppressed the thoughts in his heart, and lowered his head, "I'll go back first."

Yu Yanfeng's eyes were full of emotion, and there were some snowflakes on his eyelashes. His throat moved, as if he wanted to say something, but Su Qianmo had already turned his back and walked back to the gate.

When Yang Liping came back, Su Qianmo had already frozen himself into an idiot.He thought about how it would be cold outside if it was so cold here.

"Oh, my silly boy, why don't you wait outside in the shop." Yang Liping opened the door, let Su Qianmo in, and fetched water for him to soak his feet.

Su Qianmo changed his clothes in silence. The moment he soaked his feet in the water, he felt as uncomfortable as a needle prick.

"Hey, I met Fengfeng at the door." Yang Liping hung up her clothes.

Su Qianmo froze for a moment, but did not answer.

"This child is also pitiful." Yang Liping went into the kitchen to cook porridge for Su Qianmo, "You don't know, your Aunt Guo passed away a while ago, it's only been seven years."

Hearing the sound of water in the living room, Yang Liping poked her head out and saw that Su Qianmo had stood up, the basin had been overturned, and the water had spilled all over the floor.

"What's the matter with you?" Yang Liping originally wanted to lose her temper, but when she saw Su Qianmo's ugly face, she became a little worried.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Su Qian put on his socks without even wiping his feet.

"What's the use of telling you?" Yang Liping was also a little anxious, Su Qianmo had already started changing clothes, "Why are you going, it's so late!"

Su Qianmo quickly put on the scarf and opened the door: "Go out for a while, and be back in a while."

"Hey, you kid, where are you going!" Yang Liping chased out and grabbed Su Qianmo's arm.

"Mom, how did Aunt Guo treat me when I was young? I can't be so heartless." Su Qianmo was anxious, thinking of Yu Yanfeng, his eyes turned red immediately, "At least, let me see Aunt Guo off. "

Yang Liping also felt a little distressed: "Okay, I know you are going to find Yu Yanfeng, so please persuade him. Don't be too late, come back early."

When Su Qianmo arrived downstairs, there was no sign of Yu Yanfeng.He took out his cell phone and made a call while running.

"Where have you been?" Su Qianmo really felt his heart ache.

"What's wrong?" Yu Yanfeng's voice trembled a little.

Su Qianmo stopped, and he stood at the intersection, the snow seemed to be falling heavily, covering his eyes, looking around, except for the passing vehicles and all kinds of passers-by.

"Don't fucking talk nonsense, where are you?"

Su Qianmo suddenly felt someone pat on his shoulder, and Yu Yanfeng stood behind him holding his mobile phone, and smiled a little weakly.

"Did you come here specifically to find me?"

Su Qianmo felt that all his forbearance in the past year broke out at this moment. He thought he could hold it back, he thought he could pretend not to care, but his own assumptions collapsed in an instant.

Bearing Su Qianmo's weight, Yu Yanfeng hugged his waist tightly.

Su Qianmo buried his head deeply on Yan Feng's shoulder, and almost exhausted all his strength to control himself from crying.

The whistle sounded, and Yu Yanfeng hugged Su Qianmo to his chest, and slowly moved from the intersection to the side of the road step by step.Su Qianmo hugged his neck from the beginning to the end, his strength almost punched a hole in his body.

"Mo Mo, are you not crying?" Yu Yanfeng shook Su Qianmo's head, wanting to see his face.

"Get out, don't touch me." Su Qianmo slapped the back of his hand, then raised his head.

The people around couldn't help looking at these two people, wondering if it was Chinese New Year, and the gatekeeper of the mental hospital was on holiday.Su Qianmo broke free from Yu Yanfeng's arms, but Yu Yanfeng didn't let go, just smiled, "Let me hug you for a while, it's been a year, I miss you so much."

Su Qianmo suddenly said in a low voice: "Yu Yanfeng, you are a coward."

"Yes, I'm a coward." Su Qianmo could always see through him at a glance.

Su Qianmo sighed, he didn't know what to say, but now that he calmed down, he felt a little impulsive.Two teenagers who were not yet full, fell to the streets on a snowy night on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, and they felt pitiful just thinking about it.It was past nine o'clock, and there were still many people on the street, and bright red lanterns could be seen everywhere.

"Mo Mo, let's talk in another place, I'm freezing to death." Yu Yanfeng's lips turned white, and his hands and feet were even colder.

Su Qianmo couldn't think of where the two of them could go, but Yu Yanfeng had already stopped a taxi.

"Come on, go to my house."

Su Qianmo called Yang Liping and said that he was staying at Yu Yanfeng's house tonight.But who knew that this home was different from the one he thought, it was not Yu Yanfeng's home in the city center, but another residential area in the city.

Yu Yanfeng turned on the light. This is a two-bedroom, two-living room. It's not too big, but it has complete facilities and high-end furniture.When Su Qianmo entered the room, he felt as if he had been redeemed instantly. He took off his down jacket and scarf, and rubbed his hands.

"Take a bath, warm it up." Yu Yanfeng took off his clothes, and took out the electric kettle to boil water.

Su Qianmo was exhausted, he had no free time all day long, and ran on the road for another 10 minutes at night, seeing the bed and sofa, he didn't want to move anymore.

"I'm hungry." Su Qianmo was lying on the sofa, he was a little dizzy, "Is there anything to eat?"

Yu Yanfeng came out of the kitchen: "Instant noodles."

"Don't worry about anything, just eat whatever you want." Su Qianmo waved his hand, and Yu Yanfeng had already gone to cook the noodles.

The smell of instant noodles filled the room, Su Qianmo sat up straight, and walked to the kitchen with a blank expression.Yu Yanfeng was wearing a printed apron, and the hot steam was constantly coming out of the pot, making it hard for him to open his eyes.

Just as Yu Yanfeng was about to open the window to let in some air, he suddenly reached out a hand from his shoulder and turned on the range hood. There was a buzzing sound, and the fog in the kitchen immediately dissipated.

"Ah, and this thing, I forgot." Yu Yanfeng was a little embarrassed, and Su Qianmo reached out to turn down the fire a little.

"Well, your cooking skills have never been very good." He pushed Yu Yanfeng away a little, stood in front of the pot, and cracked two more eggs into it.

Su Qianmo broke up the noodles with chopsticks. He was wearing a black sweater with a white neck exposed, reflecting the cold light, making him look delicate and attractive.Yu Yanfeng looked at it for a while, pursed his lips, and turned his head away.

"Bring two bowls." Su Qianmo said in a low voice after turning off the fire.

Yu Yanfeng came over and also wanted to help: "I'll do it."

"Don't, I still want to have a full meal." Su Qianmo said with a smile in his voice, and served the noodles.

On the night of the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, the two of them watched boring TV programs and devoured instant noodles with braised beef.Su Qianmo was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back, but he couldn't swallow after two mouthfuls. Yu Yanfeng kept his head buried and didn't speak. He didn't know what to say, so he could only eat the noodles in silence.

After Yu Yanfeng finished washing the bowls, it was already eleven o'clock, he took out a black plastic bag from the drawer, Su Qianmo glanced at it and knew what was in it.

Aunt Guo passed away, gone.Su Qianmo felt his heart turn cold all of a sudden, he looked around the house, it was so deserted that it didn't seem like a human habitation.He couldn't help thinking, why didn't Yu Yanfeng go home, why did he come to live here, and whose house is this?

The two of them changed their clothes in silence and went out.There are not many people living in the newly built community, and no one came out to walk around on the night of the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.Su Qianmo followed Yu Yanfeng to a small square, where there was also a fountain, which was already frozen.

Yu Yanfeng took out the contents of the black bag, which were some ghost coins.Su Qianmo could almost imagine the situation when he went to the funeral shop alone to buy these things.

Yu Yanfeng put the things on the ground, he took out a stack of coins, took out the lighter and lit it, then slowly knelt down on the ground.

There was no expression on his face, only those eyes, with flickering flames still shining in them, revealing an irresistible emotion, which seemed to be grief, but a little bit unwilling.

"Mom..." Yu Yanfeng called softly, his throat trembled, and his sobs were already choked up.

The Mingbi in front of me is about to burn out in the blink of an eye. In this snowy night, it turns into debris, which can be dispersed with the wind.

Yu Yanfeng was already crying, but in the following time, he couldn't say a complete sentence, the tears rolled down his cheeks, and the wind dried them before they dripped down.His body was bowed, trembling in pain, his hands clenched into fists, and he fell on the ground.

Su Qianmo knelt beside him, suddenly covered his hand, then bent down and kowtowed.

"Aunt Guo, I will take care of Yu Yanfeng." Su Qianmo's voice sounded muffled, his head was pressed against the cold ground, Yu Yanfeng turned his head to look at him, and couldn't help but clenched his hands.

"As long as you live, protect him from danger."

The fire has been completely extinguished, and the remaining warmth has been taken away by the wind and snow.

Su Qianmo closed his eyes, this was a promise he made to Yu Yanfeng.

Many years later, every time Su Qianmo recalled this time, he always felt that he was being stupid.It's as if you have promised your whole life to others, and you are very satisfied and happy, but you don't ask others if they are willing or not.

If you are willing, everyone is happy; if you don't, you will be waiting for a lifetime.

The two of them knelt in the snow for so long, and their eyes were red when they returned. Su Qianmo still planned to take a bath, or it would be cold when he slept.

Yu Yanfeng brought him a change of clothes, and waited for Su Qianmo to finish washing before going in by himself.

It was already twelve o'clock, Su Qianmo wiped his head with a towel, he walked into a bedroom, it was not clean, and the sheets were all the latest.There was still a photo of Yu Yanfeng on the table in the room. Su Qianmo walked over to look at it. This photo should be when he was in his early teens. His hair was short like a bald gourd, and he grinned heartlessly. with.

"What are you looking at?" Yu Yanfeng had already walked in, he was clean and fresh, Su Qianmo's hair was still dripping, and water flowed into his neckline.

Before Su Qianmo turned his head, his eyes were blocked by a towel flying across.Yu Yanfeng covered his hands and rubbed his head.

Satisfied, Su Qianmo raised his head slightly, like a cat being groomed.

"Whose house does this belong to?" Su Qianmo asked in a low voice.

"Mine, my mother bought it for me." Yu Yanfeng took the towel away and went to look for a comb, "My mother lived here when she was seriously ill, she said it was clean."

Su Qianmo suddenly had a premonition in his heart. He originally wanted to ask Yu Yanfeng how his father could let him live here alone, but now he always felt that it was unnecessary.Recalling that when he was a child, Yu Yanfeng's father seldom went home, and he rarely disciplined him.

"The house is so clean, someone will clean it for you?" Su Qianmo hung the towel on his shoulder and turned it around. There were still clothes drying on the balcony.

"My mother... hired a nanny when she was alive, and she has been taking care of my house. Now she comes over regularly to help me tidy up." Yu Yanfeng took out a new quilt from the closet, "Mo Mo, you can sleep in this room .”

Hearing these words, Su Qianmo seemed to have just woken up from a dream. He suddenly remembered that he was going to spend the night here.Because he was immersed in the emotion of Guo Yumei's death before, he realized the embarrassment at this time.The image of him running wildly from home, standing in the middle of the road and shouting at the phone, then rushing into someone's arms and being carried away filled his mind.Su Qianmo only felt that if there was a crack in the ground, he would slip in.

"En, oh." Su Qianmo nodded, watching Yu Yanfeng make the bed.

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The car training failed to update two days ago, and the update will resume today (>^ω^<)