the moon in the attic

After the wedding banquet, Xing Yihua sent a few people to the door, first watched Ji Hao get into the car, and then arranged for the others. Gao Chen drank the car and could no longer be the driver. Xing Yihua called a driver for him.

The surrogate driver took orders very quickly, no matter how big Gao Chen was, he was drunk a lot today, and was picked up drunk, only Yan Yang and Han Yu were left at the door.

Xing Yihua had a call, and walked aside to answer the call, leaving behind Yan Yang who was awkward and Han Yu who didn't know what he was thinking.

"You..." Yan Yang said.

"I..." Han Yu didn't finish his sentence.

The two opened their mouths almost at the same time, and then closed their mouths at the same time. Han Yu looked at Yan Yang, who was very polite, "What's wrong?"

Han Yu pursed his lips, speaking with some difficulty, "I have time..."

He wanted to say, "May I treat you to dinner if I have time", but before the words reached his lips, he knew that Yan Yang would definitely refuse, so he presciently did not continue.

Yan Yang drank some wine, but his eyes didn't avoid him very much. When talking to him, he looked at him with his eyelids raised, looking very focused.

Yan Yang was still waiting for the second half of his sentence, but it was obvious that he had already prepared the words of rejection, and he quickly threw them out when Han Yu's words came out.

Han Yu didn't want to hear it, so he changed the subject, "I'm still living on Yinghui Road."

Yan Yang was stunned for a moment, but quickly restrained his expression, "I remember you sold it in Fenghuali."

In the past, Yan Yang said whatever he said, all kinds of emotions were written on his face, and Han Yu didn't have to guess at all.

But when I met him today, he always had a calm and gentle look, as if the real Han Yu had nothing to do with him.

He asked this question, which seemed to be a very ordinary chat. In fact, he didn't care at all whether Han Yu lived in Fenghua.

Han Yu felt a bit bitter in his mouth, "There was a new property on Yinghui Road a few years ago, and I bought it, but it's not far away."

"Really," Yan Yang smiled, "It's really hard to live in Fenghuali."

Yan Yang still smiled nicely, and Han Yu stood beside him, like one of his clients, accepting his care without flaw.

Han Yu is finally willing to admit that Yan Yang, who had a clear love and hate in his teens, has long since been lost by him.

He knew that we would meet today, so he thought of hundreds of greetings in his mind and rehearsed many times, but after Yan Yang got into the car, he didn't even look at him.

At first I didn't see it, but when I saw it, I still greeted him without changing my face, calling him "Brother Yu".

Why didn't he know when Yan Yang called him "Brother Yu" just like everyone else.

Han Yu is not as good at whitewashing peace as Yan Yang, just holding back and not pulling him away is already very difficult, and he can't say anything else.

He wanted to say, "I'm here just to see you."

Also want to say, "I think you feel uncomfortable."

But with Yan Yang like this, he couldn't say a word.

It is impossible to say hello with a bright smile, and it is impossible to just mention Fenghuali that carries so many memories of them so lightly.

But he didn't want the conversation that had been established with great difficulty to end here, and he still said, "After I sold it, I never went back."

Han Yu didn't know, but Yan Yang knew about the new real estate he was talking about.

Although he hasn't been back much in the past few years, whenever he comes back, he will go around Yinghui Road.

Yan Yang didn't even think about what kind of thoughts he had.

Go north along Yinghui Road from the barbecue restaurant, the first traffic light intersection is Fenghuali, and the new community has to go a little further.

Fenghuali can be regarded as the oldest community in the city, and it is amazing that it is still there, and there has been no plan to rebuild it.

Although that place has affected the appearance of the city more than ten years ago.

But Yan Yang didn't say that he knew, his stomach was always aching, pulling his nerves.

He wanted to ask Han Yu why he didn't work in this city and bought a house here, but no matter how he organized the question, it would be a little unwarranted temptation, so he refrained from asking.

I was picking and choosing in my mind, and wanted to ask something neither salty nor bland, but I still cared about it, "Have you come back often these years?"

Han Yu's eyes suddenly became darker, as if he was wronged or complained, he nodded with a tense chin, "I've been back more frequently in recent years."

Yan Yang licked his lips, pretending to be casual, "I heard that you are very busy."

Han Yu quickly asked, "Who did you listen to?"

As soon as he blurted out, both of them paused. This question was not appropriate, but since the question was asked, it still had to be answered.

Yan Yang didn't deliberately avoid mentioning it anymore, and he showed that generous smile again, "I had dinner with Gao Chen two years ago, and we talked about you."

Han Yu couldn't see him laughing like this now, his heart seemed to be clenched by someone, and it hurt so badly.

He should have said "Really?" Then Yan Yang said "Yes", and the two of them just put this topic aside and moved on to the next unnutritious topic.

But Han Yu still said, "Gao Chen doesn't know much, so you can ask me directly next time."

Maybe because he didn't expect him to be so straightforward, Yan Yang didn't respond for a while, and he didn't look at Han Yu again, and moved his feet to the side inadvertently, away from him.

It is a place that Han Yu can't touch.

Xing Yihua called for a long time, and finally he was willing to come back. He first said to Han Yu, "Brother Yu, I called a car for you, and it will be here soon."

Han Yu nodded reluctantly, unwilling to part with Yan Yang, and asked, "Is the hotel booked?"

"Well," Yan Yang took out his mobile phone and clicked on the hotel software to check, "I ordered it before I came back, and the luggage will probably be delivered."

Han Yu asked again, "Where is it?"

Yan Yang reported the name of the hotel, and Xing Yihua groaned, "Isn't that just right?"

As soon as he made a sound, Yan Yang probably guessed what was going on. He thought it couldn't be such a coincidence, but Xing Yihua still said, "You and brother Yu are on the way."

When Yan Yang booked the hotel, he didn't look at the location. After hearing what Xing Yihua said, he still wanted to confirm it again. He opened the map and looked at it, and it was really on the way.

It's just across the street from Yinghui Road, but if you take the small road, it should be very close.

Yan Yang didn't have a fixed hotel, he just booked casually every time he came back, but he didn't expect to book in front of his ex-boyfriend's house this time.

Han Yu looked a little more emotional, and invited Yan Yang, "Let's go together?"

In front of Xing Yihua, Yan Yang couldn't shirk, so he could only agree.

But in fact, even if Xing Yihua is not in front of him, Yan Yang probably won't refuse, deliberately keeping a distance or something, it's too naive and too ugly.

Yan Yang thought, he doesn't need to do this.

The car arrived soon, and Xing Yihua sent them into the car, holding the car door and asked Yan Yang, "Are you sure you can stay longer this time?"

"Well," Yan Yang said, "Married men have a lot of things to do. I have asked them several times. Can I still run away?"

Xing Yihua laughed, "Don't be afraid to run away, let Brother Yu catch you."

After he finished speaking, he asked Han Yu again, "Brother Yu, right?"

Han Yu wanted to say yes, but he didn't dare to say so, and said ambiguously, "Ah."

Yan Yang stretched out his hand and pushed Xing Yihua, "Come in, you can't drive anymore."

The married man stood up and waved his hand, "See you, young master."

The driver is not young, and there is very old-fashioned music in the car. Yan Yang thinks it sounds good, but he doesn't really listen to it.

Han Yu sat in the back row with him, with a distance of one person between them, and they couldn't bump into each other.

When the space was small, Yan Yang's stomach began to growl again, the pain was so painful that he couldn't think, but he was used to pretending outside all these years, and he didn't show it at all on his face.

It's just that talking is out of mind, he said, "I don't want to know much either."

The answer was Han Yu's sentence just now, "You can ask me directly next time."

He didn't explain whether he took the initiative to ask, or if it was really just a chat, but this sentence was more powerful than any sentence Han Yu heard from him today.

What Yan Yang wanted to express was obvious, don't worry about what I thought at the time, but don't worry about it now.

Han Yu looked at him and felt his heart ache. He wanted to say that Yan Yang was lying, but found that he didn't say a word.

Because he knew that Yan Yang was not lying.

The two have known each other for so many years and have been separated for so many years. At the beginning, Yan Yang didn't want to break up, but Han Yu insisted.

Later, Han Yu regretted it every day, but if he was allowed to choose, he didn't know what to do at the time.

Yan Yang's mobile phone number has been stored with him for so long, and he only dialed it once.

After waiting for half a minute in fear, a girl with a gentle voice answered the phone, and asked Han Yu who he was looking for in doubt. Han Yu didn't dare to speak, and immediately hung up the phone.

Later, I learned from Gao Chen that Yan Yang didn't have a girlfriend, but just changed his phone number, and the blood in his heart seeped down.

Yan Yang's eyes are not shallow, a few times his eye sockets were wet because of Han Yu, but when the two separated, he didn't shed a single tear.

Han Yu has no leeway, and he has no way to do it. He just hopes that Yan Yang will be merciful and give him some love.