the moon in the attic

Yan Yang didn't sleep soundly this time, and he would wake up when Han Yu moved slightly beside him, and he didn't fall asleep until the early morning.

When he woke up again, the sky in the distance was already faintly white.

Yan Yang touched his side with his hands. Han Yu was not in the bedroom, and he left at some time, and there was no movement in the living room. He got up and turned around, fixing his eyes on a section of stairs leading upstairs.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the stairwell was a little dark. Yan Yang walked up the wall while holding onto the side of the wall. When he stepped on the last step, he saw Han Yu sitting with his back to the door.

He should have taken a shower, changed his clothes, and felt much refreshed, but the back view gave off a sense of loneliness.

This is a small attic with the windows facing the east, where the sun rises and the moonlight begins.

Han Yu didn't know how long he had been sitting here, his shoulders were a little stiff, and because there was no wind, even his hair was quiet.

When Han Yu shed tears last night, Yan Yang didn't cry. At this moment, he looked at Han Yu whose back was turned to him, blinked, and Han Yu was blurred in front of him.

He remembered Han Yu asking him last night, "Baabaa, why can't I see you clearly?"

Yan Yang thought, in these years, he never saw Han Yu clearly.

Because they were too young when they were separated, every time I think of him, this person looks like a taciturn boy, but as everyone knows, as time goes forward, Han Yu also goes forward.

The deep and vague figure in his memory was covered by the same silent back in front of him. Yan Yang collected himself and called softly, "Brother Han Han."

Han Yu's shoulders trembled, and he turned his head after two seconds. He didn't get up, but stretched out his hand to Yan Yang, "Are you awake?"

Yan Yang walked over, put his hand on his palm naturally, and sat down beside him, "Yeah."

Han Yu said that Yan Yang changed the shower gel, but he changed it himself, but the two of them have the same shea butter smell, which is very harmonious.

They did not speak tacitly, there seemed to be a shadow of sunlight in the distance, the clouds turned red, and Yan Yang's eyes were also red.

Han Yu tilted his head and gently pressed the corners of his eyes, "Baabaa, don't cry."

Yan Yang opened his hand with a smile, "Who am I to you? You care so much?"

Han Yu asked, "Who can be your friend?"

Yan Yang asked back, "What kind of person do you want to be?"

Han Yu looked at him with a gentle expression, like Yan Yang had dreamed countless times, repeating what he said many times before, "Baa, I love you."

Yan Yang's eyes were filled with steam, "Yes."

Han Yu asked, "I'll chase you again, is it okay?"

Yan Yang said, "It's hard for me to catch up."

"Well," Han Yu raised his hand to wipe away the tears running across Yan Yang's side face, "Then what should I do if I chase you?"

"If you chase me..." Yan Yang opened his mouth, but the rest of the words seemed to be closed by a door, and he couldn't get out.

He was like Han Yu from last night, with tears falling straight down, burning onto the back of Han Yu's hands, and into the hearts of both of them.

Yan Yang leaned forward a little, and put his forehead on Han Yu's shoulder, and Han Yu embraced him.

"Brother Han Han." Yan Yang called softly.

"Yeah." Han Yu also answered softly.

Yan Yang didn't speak anymore, Han Yu's shoulders were wet, and the sky in the distance was gray and white.

Han Yu raised his hand and patted Yan Yang's back lightly, "Master."

"Ah."

"Baa baa."

"Ah."

"Baby lamb."

"Ah."

Han Yu asked, "If I chase you, what should I do?"

Yan Yang's voice was hoarse, "My stomach is broken, I can't drink ice water anymore, you know that?"

Han Yu said, "I know."

Yan Yang said again, "I have changed a lot."

Han Yu said, "I don't think so."

Yan Yang was silent again, he raised his head from Han Yu's shoulder, looked at him with red eyes, "If you chase me, you will never be separated from me, do you dare?"

Han Yu said, "Dare."

He smiled and asked, "Student Yan Yang, give me a chance?"

Yan Yang pulled out a bitter smile, and nodded pretendingly, "Okay then, I declare that your pursuit has succeeded."

They kissed each other long in the morning light, and Yan Yang leaned on Han Yu's shoulder like a boneless man, "I'm going to ask something that's unsightly."

Maybe the two of them really understood each other enough, Han Yu knew what he was going to ask before he even opened his mouth.

Han Yu said first, "Han Zhiyong's health is failing, and he is now in a nursing home."

Yan Yang was a little surprised, "What's going on?"

When Han Yu mentioned Han Zhiyong, he didn't have many emotional fluctuations, as if he was telling the life of an unrelated person, he asked Yan Yang, "Yu Huihui, do you still remember?"

Although Yan Yang has never been in contact with Yu Huihui, this person is actually a very important person among the many reasons that caused the two to separate.

Yan Yang nodded, "I remember."

Han Yu looked into the distance and became far-reaching, as if recalling, "At that time, her in-laws and Han Zhiyong wanted 30, but Han Zhiyong had no money, so I sold the house."

"The house is too old, the area is small, and the location is poor. I was in a hurry to sell it. It only sold for a total of 47 yuan. I didn't want a cent."

"It's all given to Han Zhiyong?" Yan Yang frowned. If Han Yu had wanted to leave some of the money, he wouldn't have had such a hard time in the past few years.

"Well," Han Yu said, "I thought he would give the money, but then he took the money and ran away."

"However, he was discovered not long after he ran. He was so angry that he vented his anger on Yu Huihui. Yu Huihui was about to give birth at that time, but after being tormented by him, the child was gone, and he would not be able to have children in the future."

Han Yu even smiled when he said this, as if he really thought it was funny, "He stayed in prison for a year and a half, and after he came out, he got involved with Yu Huihui again."

His voice was not high and he spoke very slowly, "But Yu Huihui only followed him for half a year. After he came out of prison, his temper became even worse. After Yu Huihui left, he had a heart attack and was sent to the hospital. Talk about playing cards."

Yan Yang didn't know if this ending was good for Han Zhiyong, but at least for Han Yu, it was better than anything else for Han Zhiyong to be honest.

"The nursing home..." Yan Yang thought for a while and asked directly, "Will you go to see him now?"

Han Yu shook his head, "Only go when paying the money every year."

He embraced Yan Yang, "I know what you're worried about, nothing he can do now will affect me."

Yan Yang didn't ask Han Zhiyong any more, but instead asked the person he cared about, "How is grandma?"

"Okay," said Han Yu with a smile when talking about grandma, "There has been no pressure in the past few years, but her health is better than before. The current nanny is very good, and grandma is also satisfied."

Listening to what Han Yu said, Yan Yang finally confirmed that Han Yu really didn't suffer anymore, hugged him contentedly, and started talking about himself.

"My parents are remarried," Yan Yang said. "The company hired professional managers. They are not so busy, and they travel when they have time."

"Then you..." Han Yu hesitated for a moment, feeling that this question was inevitable, and continued to ask, "This time, are you going to talk to them?"

Yan Yang nodded, "I already said it."

Han Yu was a little surprised, "Did you say that?"

"Ah."

Before Yan Yang came back to attend the wedding this time, Yan Haichuan had talked with him.

In the past few years, he has not been busy with work, and he seems to have taken care of his family more after reuniting with Chen Jingru, but the estrangement many years ago cannot be eliminated overnight, and the relationship between the husband and wife and Yan Yang is not as close as before.

Yan Yang used to tell them everything, the only thing he kept from Han Yu, but now, he doesn't tell his parents anything, only Han Yu.

Yan Yang himself can't remember when Han Yu has changed from a "prohibited word" in their family to an entry point for chatting.

When he came back this time, Yan Haichuan even mentioned it first, "Can we meet Han Yu this time?"

Yan Yang was on the phone at the time, listening to Yan Haichuan's temptation, he said calmly, "Yes."

Yan Haichuan was silent for a long time, and asked Yan Yang, "Son, do you still blame me and my mother all these years?"

Since what happened that year, Yan Haichuan hadn't called Yan Yang so intimately for a long time. It was as if there was a transparent wall between them. Yan Yang locked himself up and no one was allowed to get close.

He is 28 years old this year, and Yan Haichuan is no longer high-spirited. When they talk about Han Yu again, no one is hysterical anymore.

Yan Yang said, "I never blamed you."

He is telling the truth.

Yan Haichuan asked again, "What are your plans when you meet him this time?"

Yan Yang did not hide anything, he said, "I have no plans, I will follow his orders."

Their conversation ended here, and Yan Haichuan didn't object any more strongly. Maybe Yan Yang's estrangement these years really chilled his heart, or maybe he's past middle age, and he can no longer interfere with his son's choice.

Hearing what Yan Yang said, Han Yu was also silent for a while. He stood up and walked to a table, took a wallet, came over and sat down again.

As soon as the wallet was opened, the young faces of the two came into view.

Yan Yang took Han Yu's mobile phone and asked, "Do you want to take another picture?"

Han Yu nodded and turned on the camera. The two tacitly posed in the same pose as the old photo in the wallet. When the shutter was pressed, both of them's eyes were astringent.

Han Yu put away his phone and asked Yan Yang, "Can you send me the photo of that shadow?"

Yan Yang said, "Why didn't you come to ask for it earlier?"

"Well," Han Yu said nicely, "I regret it."

It's an ordinary sentence, but it hides the feelings of two people for ten years.

Even though he couldn't help himself, who would dare to say that he didn't regret it.

Yan Yang called him softly, "Brother Han Han?"

Han Yu turned his head and looked at him.

Yan Yang asked: "What did you do the day you broke up with me?"

Han Yu looked away, and looked out of the window with slightly lowered eyes. Yan Yang guessed that he might have the same expression when his back was turned to him.

He didn't seem to want to answer, and he said after a long time, "It's nothing special..."

Yan Yang: "Huh?"

In the distance, the sun gathers, the attic lights up, and the sun in the summer morning is also full, steaming the world with nowhere to escape the heat, baking all the parting.

Han Yu said: "I bought a package ticket and flew kites for a day."