the moon in the attic

Yan Yang was wandering around the mall when he received a call from Xing Yihua asking for dinner.

He stayed in the hotel for two days, and he really couldn't bear the environment. The sound insulation was not good, the curtains didn't block the light, and it was inconvenient to do laundry.

He bought his house a few years ago. It's a small two-bedroom house. The water and electricity have been done, but it hasn't been renovated, except for the bathroom, which is still rough.

This time I have to stay for a long time, and I can't stay in the hotel all the time.

"Master," Xing Yihua's voice was as clear as ever, "what are you doing?"

Yan Yang was standing in the home area, reaching out and pressing a double bed recommended by the shopping guide, "I'll buy a bed."

Xing Yihua was stunned for a moment before realizing that he still had a suite, and smiled, "Can you live there?"

Anyway, I just slept there for a month, and the blank is not impossible to live in, Yan Yang said, "I can live in it."

Xing Yihua reminded him, "Is the air conditioner installed?"

Yan Yang was taken aback, "No."

"Then how do you live?" Xing Yihua said, "It will be boring if you don't turn on the air conditioner this day, don't worry about it, come to me..."

"Pull it down," Yan Yang interrupted him, "You are newlyweds, why should I go there?"

Xing Yihua smiled, "I didn't let you live in the wedding room. I still have one and I'm paying off the loan. If you stay for one month, just pay me back for two months."

Yan Yang laughed and scolded him, "Get out."

"Let's get down to business," Xing Yihua laughed for a while, "Are you all right tonight?"

"It's okay," Yan Yang asked, "Why, do you want to invite me to dinner?"

"Of course," Xing Yihua said the place, "You can arrive after seven o'clock."

Yan Yang responded and was about to hang up the phone, but Xing Yihua hesitated and stopped him again.

Yan Yang was telling the shopping guide that he wanted to sign the bill, and when he heard him calling himself, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Xing Yihua hesitated for a long time, cleared his throat and faked a cough, but finally Yan Yang couldn't listen anymore, and asked, "Want to ask me and Han Yu?"

Xing Yihua, "Ah."

Yan Yang clutched the phone, asked the shopping guide to wait for a while, and found a quiet place where no one was around.

When Xing Yihua asked such a question, Fan Qing must have said something to him, and Yan Yang could save Yan Yang from explaining it himself, but he didn’t know how to tell Xing Yihua, so he finally said bluntly, “It’s easy for us.”

Xing Yihua was quiet on the spot.

Xing Yihua didn't speak, Yan Yang added, "But now we're breaking up."

What he said was a bit angry and self-deprecating, and Xing Yihua listened to it all.

Married people, there is nothing to understand.

He asked Yan Yang, "You can't let him go."

There were not many people in the furniture area. Yan Yang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass with his back to the crowd, and could see the sparse crowd and the dry fountain in the square.

He thought, he could see it all.

Now Yan Yang was the one who didn't speak, Xing Yihua said, "Brother Yu has come back often these past few years, I guess he won't let you go."

Before Yan Yang could say anything, Xing Yihua asked, "What about you?"

Yan Yang thought, of course he couldn't let go.

But the more I think about it, the clearer my mind becomes.

Back then, the two broke up too badly, and the sequelae gradually emerged.

In the first few years, Yan Yang hated Han Yu to death. He didn't know how long he hated him, but later he stopped hating Han Yu and started hating himself.

He hated himself for speaking too decisively back then, leaving the two of them with no leeway at all, even if they wanted to repent, they didn't know how to speak.

When I met Han Yu that day, Han Yu, a person who can't speak, has been guiding the topic intentionally or unintentionally, but he dared not answer, which made Han Yu's face change for no reason, and Yan Yang felt distressed when he saw it.

When we didn't meet, all I thought about was his good, but after meeting, I felt awkward and didn't know how to get along with him.

The problem between the two has not been resolved, no matter how much you think about it, it is futile.

"Don't guess," Yan Yang pretended to be indifferent, "You know what Han Yu thinks?"

"Don't you know what he thinks?" Xing Yihua said, "I'm talking about you now, what do you think? Do you still want to be with him?"

"Between the two of us..." Yan Yang was interrupted by Xing Yihua before he could finish speaking.

Xing Yihua's voice was quite loud, "Why are you talking so much useless stuff? If you want to, or don't want to, is it difficult to just say it?"

Yan Yang was silent for a while, after all he was telling the truth, "I think so."

Xing Yihua just laughed, "That's easy."

How simple is it? Xing Yihua didn't say anything, and Yan Yang didn't ask again. He wandered back and bought a bed. After buying the bed, he went to choose an air conditioner.

No one called for dinner at noon, so he ordered a takeaway with a high rating, but he couldn't eat it after he tasted it.

The green bamboo shoots were fried very old, far inferior to what Han Yu cooked casually back then.

There is nothing new for this group of people to get together, either hot pot or barbecue, but this time it is set at a Cantonese restaurant. When Yan Yang arrived by taxi, the food in the private room was almost ready.

He didn't come so late on purpose. Before leaving, he received a call from the worker who installed the air conditioner, saying that the outside seat was taken by the neighbor upstairs.

As soon as Yan Yang entered, Gao Chen yelled, "Punish yourself with three cups."

It's not a wedding banquet, it's not so particular, Yan Yang Shiran walked in, "You don't know what kind of broken stomach I am?"

Before Gao Chen could say anything, someone robbed him, "What's wrong with your stomach?"

Yan Yang lowered his head, and made eye contact with Han Yu, who was sitting upright inside. He smiled, "It's okay, sometimes I have stomach problems."

He didn't want to say more, he glanced around and saw an unusual person.

"PuTao!" Yan Yang was really surprised. He heard from Gao Chen a few years ago that PuTao has been chasing after Ji Hao, but his own affairs are messed up, and he doesn't care about others.

Pu Tao no longer has a cropped hair, her long hair is fluttering, and she looks gentle and gentle, "I still think when you will see me."

It happened that there was an empty seat next to her, so Yan Yang walked over and sat down, "I saw it as soon as I entered the door, it's so beautiful, I didn't dare to recognize it."

Pu Tao poured him a cup of tea and handed it over, "Weren't you pretty before?"

"I'm so thirsty," Yan Yang took a sip from the cup before saying, "I used to be handsome, very handsome."

Pu Tao said, "I was abroad on the day of Dahua's wedding and I couldn't make it back. You must know that you speak so nicely now, I have to come back to let you praise me."

Yan Yang just laughed, held up a cup and touched her with tea instead of wine.

The two chattered, Xing Yihua called the waiter in, and handed the menu to Yan Yang, "See what else to add?"

Yan Yang waved his hand, "You must have ordered everything that should be ordered."

Xing Yihua did not hesitate, nodded, and was about to let the waiter go out first, when Han Yu stopped him.

"Let's add another lily millet porridge." Han Yu said.

There was a moment of silence on the table, Han Yu ignored it, Yan Yang pretended not to notice, picked up the cup and took another sip of water.

Today the two are far away, Han Yu sits in the back, counts to the right, separates Ji Hao and Pu Tao from Yan Yang, counts to the left, separates Fan Qing and Gao Chen.

The two are almost facing each other, and they can see each other as soon as they look up.

Who did Han Yu get the porridge for? Everyone at the table tacitly agreed.

Gao Chen is always responsible for smoothing the atmosphere, and Gao Chen asked Yan Yang, "Why is it so late?"

"The air conditioner came to the door," Yan Yang said, "I went to take a look."

"Is it installed?" Gao Chen asked.

"No," Yan Yang stretched out two fingers and shook, "Tonight there are two options, either go back to the hotel with a bad environment, or die of heat in the rough room."

Gao Chen couldn't help laughing at him, "What are you bothering about, what's wrong with staying at my place?"

Yan Yang sighed, and pretended to shake his head, "You don't understand."

He has been here for a while, and after chatting with this and that, he just refuses to pass on the words to Han Yu. Han Yu is anxious, and Xing Yihua is more anxious than him.

In fact, today's meal belongs to Han Yu's group.

Before Xing Yihua called Yan Yang in the morning, he received a call from Han Yu. Compared to Yan Yang, Han Yu was very frank, just a few words.

"Dahua, I want to see him."

"Dahua, help me."

Xing Yihua and Yan Yang have been friends for so many years, so they are naturally close, but Han Yu has a good relationship with them. Han Yu said so, Xing Yihua must help, and this is why tonight's game happened.

The table was full of assists invited by Han Yu, Yan Yang didn't realize it, he was talking all kinds of things, but Han Yu couldn't get involved, not only Xing Yihua was anxious, everyone was anxious.

It happened that the waiter came to deliver the porridge and put it in front of Han Yu.

Fan Qing couldn't sit still anymore, filled a small bowl of porridge, and handed it to Ji Hao after going around half a circle, "Brother Yu, is this porridge really delicious? But the portion is too big, we can't eat it."

Han Yu couldn't hold back the words, he couldn't say it too bluntly, he was vague, so he could only say, "Nursing the stomach."

Everyone was speechless, Ji Haowei sighed slightly, took the porridge handed over by Fan Qing, and passed him a message, "Your stomach has been bad for the past two years?"

Han Yufei took a quick look at Yan Yang and said in a low voice, "No."

Speaking of this, there is still something Yan Yang doesn't understand.

He suddenly wanted to laugh, his brother Han Han, when did he have so many thoughts.

Xing Yihua didn't realize that the drama was too much, and he was still working hard, "Oh, then what kind of stomach do you have?"

Han Yu's face turned red immediately, Yan Yang wanted to laugh at first, but when he looked at it, his eyes felt wet again.

At that time, Han Yu, who always asked Ji Hao to cover him at gatherings, was able to organize so many people for the sake of Yan Yang.

He is so thin-skinned, he doesn't know how to tell others, so let them help him.

Yan Yang sighed, and handed over a small bowl, "I'll try it."

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