dislocation

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Jiang Wenxu turned on the light. As expected, his mother was not at home, and no one except He Zhishu had waited for him to go home.The food left on the table hadn't cooled completely yet, so Jiang Wenxu, who didn't want to bother, ate a few mouthfuls.

Looking at the deserted room, Jiang Wenxu suddenly thought, would Xiaoshu often wait for him to go home like this, until the food was cold...

Jiang Wenxu undoubtedly loved He Zhishu, but time made Jiang Wenxu lost, making him unable to remember the way when he came.In the past, Jiang Wenxu always thought that he had no major faults, he only praised his sincerity to He Zhishu, and he was acting on the occasion to others.When he betrayed He Zhishu, he always said to himself comfortingly: From now on, I will only treat He Zhishu well.Because He Zhishu will never leave Jiang Wenxu, he always has a chance.But Jiang Wenxu didn't know what he was consuming unknowingly.There is nothing so good in the world, and he will eventually have to pay for his mistakes.

Jiang Wenxu absently flipped through the cold food with his chopsticks, thinking of the years when he and He Zhishu first went to Beijing.Tears flowed down patter, Jiang Wenxu really regretted it.

Without a diploma, they can hardly walk an inch in Beijing. They used to be young masters with no fingers, but at that time they had to do the most tiring jobs to make ends meet, and they had to rely on themselves for washing and cooking.At that time, they were actually happy. After finishing their work every day, they would always lie on the bed in the small rental room for a while. bright future......

When Jiang's mother came back, Jiang Wenxu was washing dishes.In those years, when He Zhishu was cooking, Jiang Wenxu always rushed to wash the dishes.

"Hey, why is the sun coming out from the west today? Wen Xu, why are you so obedient today?" Mama Jiang leaned against the door frame, wearing a calamus-colored overcoat that she seldom wears, with a touch of crimson on her face , should be drunk.

Seeing Jiang Ma, whom he hadn't seen for many years, Jiang Wenxu's heart warmed up, and he joked habitually. "Mom, did you catch up with that old classmate of yours again today? You don't care about your own son. When I came back, the food was cold. If you have a lover, you forget about it." Wipe the bowl handkerchief.

Jiang Wenxu's father and mother divorced when Jiang Wenxu was very young. For so many years, Jiang Wenxu has never seen his father take care of his mother and daughter, so he doesn't have much opinion on Jiang's mother looking for another Jiang Wenxu.Later, when she left home with He Zhishu, Jiang Ma already had someone who could accompany her, and Jiang Wenxu's sense of guilt was indeed reduced.

"Impossible, the food must still be hot when you go home!" Jiang Ma straightened her slightly curly hair, and of course she refused to let go of the opportunity to tease Jiang Wenxu. "Hey, did you go on a date with the little girl after school and forgot the time, I think you are the one who married a wife and forgot your mother."

"Why marry a daughter-in-law and forget your mother? You evil mother-in-law, who dares to provoke you. You know how to bully my daughter-in-law all day long!" Jiang Wenxu remembered his mother's attitude towards He Zhishu, and immediately became unhappy, childish He and Jiang Ma got into an argument.

"Jiang Wenxu! Why are you talking to your mother?! You speak as if you have a daughter-in-law, how do you know your mother is a wicked mother-in-law!"

"I knew it!"

"Hey! You child!"

......

"Welcome home, baby!" Jiang Wenxu blocked the door as soon as he opened it, and opened his arms wide towards Zhishu He.

He Zhishu's head was still dazed, he put his arms around Jiang Wenxu's neck, and hung on Jiang Wenxu's body.

"Brother Jiang, welcome home." He Zhishu said very seriously.

"Why, still no strength? Is there any discomfort in your body..." Jiang Wenxu suddenly stopped talking. How could he be comfortable after chemotherapy... Maybe his Xiaoshu is suffering from bone marrow suppression now, and his whole body is tingling. He doesn't talk about the book...

"It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy, I've slept too much." He Zhishu looked out the window, and the lights of thousands of houses were like stars that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Brother Jiang."

"Ok?"

"Your soup spilled out."

Jiang Wenxu carried He Zhishu into the kitchen, wrapped one hand around He Zhishu's waist, and turned on the natural gas to heat the soup with the other.Jiang Wenxu lowered his head and rubbed He Zhishu's ear, the ticklish He Zhishu hid aside, Jiang Wenxu followed He Zhishu's back and supported the back of He Zhishu's head.

"Xiao Shu, are you hungry?" Jiang Wenxu moved his head over He Zhishu's head and rubbed He Zhishu's hair.

"I'm not hungry, Brother Jiang. Leave me alone, eat first, you're starving." Zhishu He raised his head and rubbed Jiang Wenxu's face with his hands. "Hmm... seems to have lost weight."

It was rare for Jiang Wenxu to see such a childish side of He Zhishu, and he replied with a smile, "How can you be so fast, you little liar." After He Zhishu finished chemotherapy, he felt a little sick and didn't want to eat. It's not okay to not eat at all. "Then let's just drink a little soup for a while, I watched him make it, it's delicious."

"Um…"

Jiang Wenxu carried Jiang Wenxu to the chair by the dining table, and then brought the hot soup to the table.

"Drink some sour plum soup to appetize. I just secretly drank a little bit. It's delicious." Jiang Wenxu turned on the coaxing mode again.

"Tsk——" He Zhishu, who was still smiling happily one moment, frowned in an instant the next moment, so sour!Looking up at Jiang Wenxu, he found that Jiang Wenxu was staring at him nervously.

Seeing He Zhishu's frown, Jiang Wenxu immediately put the spoon back, picked up the warm water at hand and handed it to He Zhishu. "Xiaoshu is good, Dr. Ai said we should eat less sweet..." Then he couldn't bear to say: "Forget it, let's not drink it if it's too sour. Let's drink soup first."

Hearing that Jiang Wenxu mentioned Ai Ziyu, He Zhishu thought that he hadn't taken any medicine today. "Brother Jiang, you eat first. I'll go to the study and I'll be right back." After speaking, he stood up, holding a water glass and preparing to leave.

Jiang Wenxu leaned out and held He Zhishu's hand, "What are you going to do? I want to help you with something, just stay here."

Zhishu He pretended to smile lightly, but the shadow of death still enveloped him. "It's okay, Brother Jiang, I haven't taken any medicine today..."

There was not much change on Jiang Wenxu's face, but his hands were clenched tighter. "Ah...Then brother, go get it for you, you sit first, the study room, right?"

Before He Zhishu could answer, Jiang Wenxu walked into the study quickly.

bang——

随着十二点钟声的敲响，远处放起了烟花迎接2015年的到来。2001年1月1日到2015年1月1日，蒋文旭和贺知书已经在一起15年了。

He Zhishu was wrapped in a blanket and nestled in Jiang Wenxu's arms. He remembered that they used to watch fireworks on the lawn of the park after get off work.That year, there was no ban on fireworks within the Fifth Ring Road in Beijing, and the fireworks were blooming above their heads. They seemed to be in the vast universe, and everything around them was reduced to nothing.

"It's so far away..." He Zhishu murmured.

Looking at the fireworks in the distant sky, He Zhishu felt that it was not only the fireworks that were getting farther and farther away from him, but also the time spent recklessly.

"Well, it's a little far away." Jiang Wenxu looked at He Zhishu's gloomy eyes, and the witty words he wanted to say were blocked in his mouth. "Wait for the New Year brother to take you to the suburbs to set off fireworks, okay?" I don't know if Jiang Wenxu is comforting He Zhishu or himself.

"Well, Brother Jiang, you should plant flowers on the balcony, it looks strange and deserted here." Zhishu He withdrew his gaze, looked up at Jiang Wenxu, and Jiang Wenxu was also looking down at him.

He Zhishu, who vowed never to raise flowers again, now wants Hua to accompany Jiang Wenxu, to accompany him.

"After a while, I'll ask Lao Duan to send some jasmine flowers, okay?" Jiang Wenxu grinned, with a smile in his eyes, looking very happy.

"Okay."

The fireworks that bloomed at that moment illuminated the hearts of the two, and all the haze dissipated at that moment.Jiang Wenxu bowed his head and kissed He Zhishu, the light and shadow of the fireworks floated on their faces, surrounded by love and hope, just like back then.

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