the moon in the attic

The two got tired of being together for a few days, and Han Yu returned to the state of working every day.

Yan Yang found that he seemed to have another part-time job.

Han Yu showed him his savings, and if he didn't spend it recklessly, he could actually finish college safely, so Han Yu wasn't particularly short of money.

But he didn't ask the reason. He would always have a chance to get back the lost time spent together.

The winter vacation of the third middle school was late, and the Chinese New Year was early this year. After a few days of fun, Yan Yang would go to grandma’s house with his parents every time. Even after Yan Haichuan and Chen Jingru divorced, they would celebrate the New Year together.

Yan Haichuan and Chen Jingru came back at noon on New Year's Eve. They picked up Yan Yang at the door of their house and went to the airport. Yan Yang and Chen Jingru sat in the back row, slumped on their seats holding a paper.

"Okay," Chen Jingru took away his paper, "Stop pretending."

Yan Yang tilted his head and smiled, "What am I pretending?"

Chen Jingru rolled her eyes at him, "When did you work so hard in the car?"

Yan Yang got tired of her side, "Ms. Chen, do you know what your son did in the last exam?"

"Yes, I know," Chen Jingru slapped him on the forehead, "I was so shocked that I forgot to congratulate you, is it because I don't have time to go home and want to get my attention, Young Master Yan?"

Just as Yan Yang was about to speak, Yan Haichuan interjected, "Son, how much did you take last time?"

Yan Yang snorted, "Why didn't you remember to ask?"

Yan Haichuan was a little embarrassed. He glanced at him in the rearview mirror, only seeing his crooked shoulder.

Chen Jingru patted him and told him to sit down.

Yan Yang twisted his waist and sat down, and then Yan Haichuan said, "Still angry with Dad? Last time it was really..."

"Old Yan." Chen Jingru reminded from behind.

Yan Haichuan smiled, "Okay, don't mention it."

Yan Haichuan's release of Yan Yang's pigeons twice in a row has already touched the minefield of Yan Yang and Chen Jingru. Now he is wronged and shut up.

Yan Yang then said slowly, "I'm old enough to pay attention to my grades."

Chen Jingru said, "Then you suddenly do so well in the exam, what do you want to do?"

Yan Yang was amused, and walked over, "Mom, are you hoping that I will not do well in the exam?"

Chen Jingru put her clean and slender fingertips on his forehead, "Don't rub against me."

Yan Yang sat down honestly, and Chen Jingru said, "It is known that Yan Yang's grades are gratifying, and Ms. Chen Jingru has decided to give out rewards, so how to set up the prizes? Please answer."

Yan Yang curled his lips. For some reason, he suddenly thought of Han Yu, and said, "Don't dare to answer."

Chen Jingru put away her polite appearance, "Okay, then the reward will be cancelled."

After she finished speaking, all three people in the car laughed. Yan Yang put away the paper, continued to slump back to his seat, took his mobile phone and went to Han Yu.

It was just afternoon when the three of them landed, and the New Year's Eve dinner was still a long time away. My parents were busy talking with a group of relatives and friends, and Yan Yang was playing with his mobile phone in the bedroom.

Yan Wei often lived here when he was a child, and later he also went to university here. He usually lived in his grandparents' house, and his grandparents' house always had his bedroom.

Yan Yang always lives in Yan Wei's bedroom every time he comes.

He was doing the math when grandma came in.

Yan Yang quickly stood up and went to the door to help her, "Why did you come up?"

Yan Wei lives on the second floor, and her grandma has bad legs and feet, so she doesn't come up very often.

Grandma smiled and looked at his desk, "Where are you doing your homework?"

Yan Yang hugged her, "It's almost finished."

Because of the Chinese New Year, grandma dressed very carefully. The winter cheongsam skirt on her body was of fine texture and well-tailored, and a string of pearl necklaces around her neck were round and beautiful.

For some reason, Yan Yang suddenly remembered Han Yu's grandma.

He calmed down and asked grandma, "What delicious food do you arrange for me to eat tonight?"

Grandma took his hand, "It's all arranged by your father, I'll just wait for someone to toast me."

Yan Yang couldn't help laughing, "You still have to toast, just take a couple of sips."

Grandma said, "Just like your brother, you can control everything."

Yan Yang heard her mention Yan Wei, his expression darkened, but he pretended to be casual, "My brother is not so worried."

Because of Yan Wei's illness, he really does everything freely and freely. Although he cares about Yan Yang, he also has such a cool spirit in raising children.

Grandma seemed to have just remembered something, and pulled Yan Yang out, "A few days ago, Xiao Chen packed up his things and found the only pile of things, do you want to have a look?"

Xiao Chen is grandma's live-in aunt and a relative in her hometown. She has been with grandma for more than ten years.

Hearing what he said, Yan Yang immediately became interested, "My brother's?"

Grandma said, "It's either his or Lin Yang's."

Without waiting for Yan Yang to ask, she said, "In the past, the child of your grandpa Wang's family had a good relationship with your brother, and always came here. Later, Weiwei left, and he never came back."

The Grandpa Wang she was talking about was a neighbor of her former grandma. Yan Yang only heard that he brought back a child from the orphanage one year, but after raising him for two years, he passed away, leaving only that child.

There was no resident next to grandma's house for a long time. Yan Yang was young and didn't remember Grandpa Wang, let alone Lin Yang, but he was a little concerned when he heard grandma said that he and Yan Wei had a good relationship.

Yan Yang followed his grandma to a hut in the yard. Grandma pointed to a box on the table for him to look at, "Nothing particularly important, just a few toys and books."

As she said that, she prepared to go back, "I'm all looking for you, you can see for yourself, I'm going back."

Yan Yang went out with grandma again, sent her back to the house, and then went back again.

Yan Yang was very impressed with the hut in the yard. It was built by his grandfather when he was a child. He was willing to use it for barbecue in summer, but because this place attracts mosquitoes, it was left unused after a few times.

Yan Wei likes it very much, and sometimes he has to stay inside for a while if he doesn't go upstairs.

Yan Yang took the box down and put it on the ground, sat cross-legged on the floor and took it out one by one.

Grandma had never seen Yan Wei use these things, and Yan Yang hadn't seen them either, but he was still a little bit happy, look at this, touch that.

What made him more concerned was a simple T-shirt.

This T-shirt doesn't look like new, and the size is a bit big, he doesn't remember Yan Weichang being so tall.

Then came an old pen.

The pen was in a box, and despite its age, it was well kept, but two letters were sloppily engraved on the cap, like some initials.

There is also a rough wooden figure in the box. The sculptor's craftsmanship is obviously not good. Yan Yang can only distinguish the limbs and the head. The wooden figure does not know whether the belly or the back is engraved with the same initials as the pen.

Yan Yang flipped down again, and saw a photo album that wasn't too thick.

He picked up the photo album, hesitated for a moment, and turned to the first page. Yan Wei's cold appearance in his youth came into his sight, and there was a very hostile-looking young man standing beside him.

For some reason, Yan Yang's heart beat a lot faster. He took out the photo, but he didn't notice that his hands were trembling a little.

"On x, x, x, x, x, Lin Yang was caught on the spot turning over Yan Wei's window, hereby commemorates it."

Lin Yang.

Yan Yang thought, it turned out to be these two words.

He put the photo away and turned it back. It was still young Yan Wei and young Lin Yang, standing side by side under a big tree, wearing different school uniforms.

"On x month x year x, Lin Yang skipped class and was caught by Yan Wei, hereby commemorate her."

They took a lot of photos when they were in middle school, and the inscriptions they recited were all similar to a certain year and a certain month, Lin Yang did something bad and was caught by Yan Wei.

Yan Yang flipped through most of the book, only to see slightly different photos.

Both of them were wearing slightly formal white shirts, standing in front of an off-road vehicle, the young Yan Wei wore a pair of thin-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, Lin Yang had a rare bright smile.

"On x, x, x, x, to celebrate Yan Wei's graduation, Lin Yang sent a car."

The handwriting on this photo is different from the previous ones. It should be written by Lin Yang. The inscription on the back of the photo in the second half of the album is much more written by Lin Yang.

The photo album is almost at the end, only a few thin sheets are left, Yan Yang's hands are shaking violently, his heart is surging, and he can't even turn the pages several times.

In the photo, Yan Wei's cold and calm eyes overlapped with the big brother in Yan Yang's memory, and he looked at Lin Yang next to his big brother.

That was an overly flamboyant young man, the two of them didn't make any unnecessary movements, just standing there side by side, others knew their relationship.

Yan Yang couldn't help thinking, "Does Mom and Dad know?"

He took a deep breath, and turned a few pages back, all of which were photos of the two of them when they were adults. In the last photo, only Yan Wei was in the photo.

Yan Wei was lying on the hospital bed with an infusion needle stuck in his hand, his eyes were closed, as if he was sleeping.

"Year x month x day, Yan Wei was admitted to the hospital, I hope he will suffer less pain."

This was taken shortly before Yan Wei's death. At that time, he was a little thin and out of shape, and the hospital gown on his body looked very empty.

Suddenly a fine and sharp pain hit Yan Yang's heart, followed by sore fingertips, he unconsciously raised his hand to caress the person in the photo, as if he didn't know him all of a sudden.

When Yan Wei passed away, Yan Yang still didn't understand love, and he had never heard him mention Lin Yang. Now that he met his elder brother's former lover in this way, he didn't know whether he had more regrets or more sadness.

He pinched the last photo, and accidentally turned another page.

This photo album wasn't too thick, but the photos of the two of them still didn't fill it up, and the next few pages were empty.

Yan Yang paused, and continued to turn backwards.

On the inner page of the back cover of the album, Lin Yang's wanton and arrogant handwriting appeared again.

There is no date, just a short line: "I am Yan Wei's heart."