the moon in the attic

Yan Yang's bedroom is much more spacious than Han Yu's back then. With a larger area, there are naturally more things. Except for the piggy bank hidden deep in the closet, other things can be seen at a glance.

For example, the robot model on the table, the signed basketball next to the full-length mirror, and the large and heavy black suitcase placed in the corner of the balcony.

This suitcase is very conspicuous in Yan Yang's light-colored room, or it may be particularly dazzling in the eyes of the two of them, so it has a strong sense of presence.

They noticed the suitcase when they first entered the door, but they didn't mention it tacitly. At this moment, Yan Yang was holding the piggy bank full of change, and his eyes drifted to the suitcase unconsciously.

Han Yu noticed his eyes and said proactively, "I asked Gao Chen to return the box, not to draw a line, but because I sold the house."

Seeing that Yan Yang didn't respond, he continued, "I have no place to put it."

Only then did Yan Yang half-truth and half-hypothesis, "I thought you were determined to break up with me."

Han Yu panicked, and explained dryly, "Really not."

Yan Yang got up holding the piggy bank, "Then you scared Master Yan Yang, what should we do with this matter?"

As he spoke, he turned his back to Han Yu, and hid the little golden pig back in the closet, also hiding the emotions he accidentally revealed in jokes.

Han Yu's choice at that time, he can certainly understand now, but to Yan Yang at that time, any move by Han Yu to push him away was too cruel.

On the way to the airport, he received a call from Gao Chen and learned that Han Yu had delivered all his belongings. He thought of Han Yu's difficult situation, and thought of Han Yu's involuntary control, but in the end he thought uncontrollably, he Brother Han Han doesn't want him anymore.

Before he was 18 years old, he walked countless times from his home to the airport, but he never felt so long and so short.

It was a long, long road. Yan Yang imagined the scene where Han Yu called and left him countless times. He was also thinking that even if the two of them got this far, if Han Yu kept him, he would still be desperate .

It was a very, very short road, so short that before the wind outside the window had time to take shape, the leaves would fall first. The icy water and summer, which symbolized young love, were fleeting and ended without a cure.

They are different from each other, and they haven't seen each other for many years.

But he said to Han Yu, "Why don't you hurry up and coax me?"

Han Yu walked up behind him, pressed him against the closet door, and with a tacit kiss, he soothed the hearts of the two who had been hurting for many years.

Yan Yang directed Han Yu, "Go and pull the box over, I want to see if you have kept my things privately."

Han Yu obediently went to the window and pulled the box. This box was a bit old, and there was something wrong with which roller, and it was no longer silent when it was pushed on the floor, as if talking loudly about the years of being neglected.

Han Yu put the box down and squatted on the ground, "There is no private lock."

Yan Yang paused when he opened the box, and quickly pretended to be nonchalant, "Then I have to check."

Although the box was old, the zipper was still very smooth, and the lock rolled over once, and Yan Yang opened the box.

Inside were clothes, sneakers, and textbooks that Yan Yang brought to the attic, but Yan Yang's eyes were attracted by a ticket stub that should not have appeared in the box.

It was the package ticket that they bought when they went to the park together that year.

Yan Yang picked up the ticket and asked Han Yu, "Why did you let it in?"

Han Yu also looked at the ticket and said softly, "Selfishness."

Yan Yang: "Huh?"

He looked at Han Yu, and without knowing why, he flipped over the ticket again. On the back of the ticket was the route map of the park. On Baige Square, there was a small kite pattern drawn in black ink.

Because of the age, the coupons are slippery, and the pattern is broken in some places.

Yan Yang took the ticket and asked Han Yu, "What selfishness?"

At that time, Yan Yang patiently taught Han Yu to fly a kite. Han Yu had only one thought in his mind, that is, he didn't want Yan Yang to leave again. He wanted the white pigeon to rest on his shoulder forever.

So he said to Yan Yang, "The selfishness of wanting to be with you all the time."

Yan Yang put away the ticket and asked Han Yu, "It's my birthday today, did you forget something?"

"I haven't forgotten." Han Yu said.

One of the things to be done but not done on my birthday that year was "say happy birthday after midnight".

"It's already past midnight," Yan Yang asked, "it's already past noon, when are you going to say it?"

"Say it when giving a gift," Han Yu said.

So Yan Yang closed the suitcase, dragged Han Yu downstairs, went out, and drove, "Then go get my birthday present now."

They drove for more than four hours on the road, and before night fell, they parked the car at Cheng Zhuo's exhibition company.

Cheng Zhuo couldn't receive him on a business trip, which saved Yan Yang's trouble. They went directly to the place where Han Yu rented the pane. Yan Yang showed the card to the staff, and was soon led to a separate room .

"This is the pane that we have displayed for the longest time," the staff opened the door with a smile, "very few can persist for such a long time without looking at it."

As he spoke, he gestured to invite in, "Mr. Yan, I've been waiting for you since morning."

Yan Yang smiled politely, "Thank you."

The staff exited the room and closed the door for them, "You two go at your own pace."

The room was very empty, except for a transparent glass table more than one meter high in the middle, with a glass cover of the same material on it, and a single piece of paper was placed in the cover.

Yan Yang walked over and put his hand on the cover. When he was about to open it, he hesitated for some reason. He asked Han Yu, "Can I see it?"

Han Yu held his hand and opened the cover with him, "Of course."

Without the glass cover, it can be seen more clearly.

On the booth was a piece of irregularly shaped red-lined graph paper, with rough edges in some places, as if it had been torn from somewhere.

Yan Yang took out the note, and saw his birthday and another string of irregular and long numbers on it.

He asked Han Yu: "What is this?"

Han Yu said, "The bank card number."

The moment Yan Yang opened his mouth, he felt his heartbeat was slowly accelerating, not painful, but very painful.

He didn't dare to guess what the string of card numbers represented, so he could only show his ability to talk and laugh nonchalantly, which he had practiced for many years, "Really? How much is it?"

"The exact amount is uncertain," Han Yu said, "but it shouldn't be too small. It's just in and out, and it's been saved for many years."

Yan Yang endured the pain in his heart, and even made a joke, "It turns out that it is Mr. Han's property."

"No," Han Yu shook his head, "It's ours."

Yan Yang grabbed the note in his hand and whispered, "We don't have any common property."

Han Yu said, "Yes."

Yan Yang blinked: "Huh?"

"Yan Yang," Han Yu took out a bank card that he didn't know when to apply for it from his pocket, and said solemnly and gently, "We have a supermarket."

He forcefully thrust the card into Yan Yang's hand, "This is the start-up capital."

Yan Yang looked down at the card with frayed corners, and asked with a smile, "Can't you give me something new?"

Although he was smiling, his voice was hoarse and his eyes were very red. Han Yu said, "Baabaa, happy birthday."

Proficient yet rusty, it seemed like he had practiced it many times behind his back, and finally had a chance to speak.

Yan Yang grabbed the bank card, but what Han Yu thought of was the notebook that Han Yu used to fan him.

At that time, I didn't think it was very special, but the notebook with creases would always flash in front of his eyes at every turn in the days to come.

At that time, Han Yu was having a difficult life, and there were very few things he could give Yan Yang. The only unlimited things were liking and love. He said to Yan Yang, "I want to give you a lot of things, but I can't afford them now, no Well, I don’t think I’m good enough for you.”

Now that Han Yu's social status is soaring, he can afford a house, and has his own company. When they were making out a few days ago, he finally had the courage to say to Yan Yang, "My baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Now this sentence has been delayed for many years, happy birthday, this is a promise that is many years late, like that old and new road bike, which was replenished to Yan Yang in a precious and precious place.

Yan Yang said "thank you" to Han Yu, like accepting Han Yu's runaway fund, accepting all of Han Yu's likes.

When they came out of the exhibition room, it was already very late, Yan Yang asked Han Yu, "What else did you do at that time?"

At that time, Han Yu's plan was to say happy birthday after midnight, eat longevity noodles, go boating in the park, feed pigeons, and take a walk by the lake at night.

Yan Yang said: "Longevity noodles are eaten at noon. Is there a place nearby where you can raise pigeons and row boats?"

Han Yu said, "It doesn't seem to be there, but there is a Huxin Park nearby."

So Yan Yang said, "Then let's just do one thing today, and we'll talk about the rest next year."

Han Yu said, "Okay."

The two walked through the crowded park square and took a walk on the cobbled path. Han Yu asked, "Baabaa, at that time you said that you don't need to broadcast, as long as I call, you will come back. Is it still worthwhile?"

Yan Yang said, "Forget it."

So Han Yu yelled, "Baa baa."

Yan Yang: "I am here."

Han Yu said, "I wish you happy birthdays in the future."

Yan Yang saw a pair of teenagers who were just in love in his gradually blurred vision. They stood in the stairwell and fell in love cautiously, and then turned around while stepping on the bell.

It was my young self and Han Yu.

Later they grew up as adults, so many years of maturity and stability were not worth the glance at each other, Han Yuhong said "Do you still love me or not", and the person in front of him changed back to the old man.

The lights in the park were dim, and they held their lover's hand again, as if they had not experienced any setbacks and ups and downs, and brought each other back to the churning world.

Yan Yang responded: "I wish you have me in your days to come."

Pedestrians are in twos and twos, the world is noisy, and they have many more commitments and "to-do events".

The long road ahead is always accompanied by the moonlight.

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twelve three:

It ends here, thank you for your tolerance and company, there is an extra episode, and I will update it next week