my cutie

Two months later, Xiao He began to rehabilitate his hands. Apart from lifting heavy objects and playing games, he can move freely, and his daily life is no longer a problem.

Xiao He took Song Yi back to his hometown before his grandparents celebrated the festival.

This is the first time Song Yi set foot on the place where Xiaohe lived and grew up. The small county town is peaceful and peaceful. The thick brick walls from the past still remain in the remote alleys, and the steps are also piled up with thick brick walls. Uneven, but revealing the ancient charm.

Most of the people here are only old people. Song Yi didn’t see any young people along the way, and there were no shops open on the street. The few non-staple food stores were also full of old people in twos and threes, wearing glasses and wiping their hair. Card.

"There will be a little more people in the morning, it's very lively. After nine o'clock, there are basically no people." Xiao He led Song Yi to the house, and told him the situation here while walking.

In fact, he himself is not sure whether there are many people in the morning, but in his memory, it was like that several years ago.

Song Yi held Xiao He's hand tightly, and followed him, "The air is very good, suitable for old age."

"There is a mountain behind the house. The original field grew very well. The year my grandparents left, a distant relative took over the land. He gave me 3000 yuan, and I left here with the 3000 yuan. When I came back later, the fields were already deserted." Xiao He spoke very flatly at the moment, his heart could not be seen through his tone and expression.

In fact, for him, things are right and people are wrong, he had already tasted it in the year when his grandparents left.

Just like what he said in the text he learned when he was a child, "From then on, there are only winter and summer in my hometown, and there is no spring or autumn."

So he only came back once a year, staying for a few days after visiting his grandparents and then leaving.

Song Yi felt that the only thing he could do now was to hold Xiao He's hand tightly. He knew that this scar in Xiao He's heart would always stay on a scab and could not heal. Any words and comfort were too much for him. lighter.

Xiao He seemed to have sensed Song Yi's thoughts, but he shook his hand firmly and told him that he was fine.

Xiao He took him to Zhang Daida's house first, entered the courtyard and found that the door of Zhang Daida's house was closed, he knocked twice, but no one opened the door and there was no response, so he put the things he brought them on the on the windowsill.

"Is it okay to leave it like this?" Song Yi was still a little worried that the things would be taken away.

"No, most people don't dare to enter the yard easily. Zhang Diaida knows that I'm back when she sees it." Xiao He would bring them something every year when he came back. Put it on the window sill, and when they see it, they will know that he is back.

After the things were put away, Xiao He closed the iron gate of the courtyard of Zhang Diaida's house, and took Song Yi along for a while, until he arrived in front of his own house.

Through the iron gate, you can see the dead leaves falling in the yard. The red wooden gate is covered with a thick layer of dust. Compared with the inside, the foothold outside the iron gate is like two worlds.

Xiao He took out the rusty old key from his pocket, blew the dust on the door lock, then inserted the key in, and opened the door lock.

The two spent some time cleaning the yard and house, and replaced the dried and oxidized fruits last year with fresh ones.

Xiao Hezai carefully cleaned the table where the portraits of the two elders were placed, and repeatedly wiped the photos and frames to be spotless.

After finishing these, he took Song Yi to prepare to go up the mountain. Before going up the mountain, he changed Song Yi into a thicker coat.

"It's windy on the mountain, it's very cold, don't catch cold." After a few simple explanations, he also took out a thick coat and changed into it.

Most of the grass on the mountain was withered and yellow, so there was no effort on the road. Xiao He led Song Yi along the way, as if it would make him feel more at ease.

In the past, he was always alone when he came back. As soon as he returned to this place, he felt like a wandering soul, especially when he was alone on the mountain, that feeling was particularly strong, and he had nowhere to hide.

But now, there is one more person beside him, who will never let go of his hand no matter what time, and who can give him the warmest embrace no matter what time, is the treasure that makes him, a lonely ghost, live like a human being.

When he arrived at the grave, Xiao He took out his grandfather's favorite wine and his grandmother's favorite food.

Song Yi placed the things in front of the grave, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times reverently.

These two are Xiao He's most important relatives, so from this moment on, they will also become Song Yi's most important relatives.

When Song Yi got up, there was dirt on his forehead, but he didn't care. When he looked at Xiao He, he found that his eyes were red. After meeting his gaze, he lowered his head again to prevent himself from seeing his expression. Silently pour wine for grandpa.

Then he introduced Song Yi to the two elders, and told them his current situation. Finally, Xiao He knelt down and burned paper money for the two elders, "Grandpa and grandma, we are getting married, you don't have to worry anymore, I haven't turned into the worst, From now on, I also have a home."

Song Yi burst into tears when he heard this, knelt down with him, and told the two old people that he would take good care of Xiao He.

The two kowtowed to the elder at last, and after all the paper money was burned, they bid farewell to the elder. Xiao He wiped the dirt on Song Yi's forehead and led him down the mountain.

Staying at home for one night, the grandparents that Xiao He has never dreamed of in the past few years appeared in the dream. Grandma hugged him and was reluctant to let go. She sang a piece of Lu Binghua to him before letting go of him. Grandpa He smiled and patted his head, "We Ahe have finally grown up and finally have a home."

Grandma nodded aside, then took Grandpa's hand and waved to him with a smile, "Don't worry, Grandpa and Grandma, this time I really have to leave, Ahe, be happy."

Looking at the backs of his grandparents leaving, they walked so slowly, but he couldn't catch up no matter how hard he tried, he could only watch them disappear, the feeling of powerlessness made him truly feel that he really couldn't catch up anymore. There are no grandparents anymore.

When Xiao He woke up, he found that Song Yi was wiping his tears, he didn't say anything, he just hugged him tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to embed him in his body.

Song Yi lay on his chest, hugged his neck, also said nothing, and rubbed his cheek against his face, "Let's get married when we go back, shall we?"

He wanted to give Xiao He a home quickly.

Xiao He kissed him on the forehead, and promised him in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

After they went back the next day, they went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register. Song Yi held two red books in his hand, looking at the photos of him and Xiao He on them, he felt an indescribable sense of happiness.

He didn't post on Moments or Weibo, and he didn't even take photos. He just told Xiao He, "From now on, I'm just your little cutie."

Xiao He held his hand and said to him, "You have always been my little cutie. There is nothing from now on, only from beginning to end."

Song Yi's eyes were bent into crescent moons, he was about to fall in love with this kind of domineering just right.

After getting the certificate, Xiao He went to see Song Yi's parents. Like him, Song Yi's parents were very gentle people. They were very happy after knowing that they got the certificate, and asked when they would hold their wedding and the family would be together After some discussion, the wedding was also booked.

At the end of the year, Xiao He and Song Yi were on the hot search again because they got married.

Both circles at the wedding scene are heavyweights.

As the former world champion, Xiao He has already represented half of the world in this circle. The remaining few wealthy teams have all come. The famous figures in the e-sports circle and the bigwigs in the dubbing world gathered together. It can be said that Very spectacular.

Everyone in SG gave generous gifts, they have been saving money like crazy this year, and what they are waiting for is this day to save face.

As the boss, Chi Fei gave Xiaohe two contracts, one was the termination contract, and the other was the gift contract of a small portion of SG shares.

"The wool comes from the sheep, and you are that sheep." Chi Fei thought for a long time before making this decision.

After all, an SG with Xiao He is a complete SG.

This wedding occupied the top spot on Weibo for a whole day, and the two Weibo messages sent by SG and Song Yi studio exceeded one million.

——The man I loved for six years got married in the seventh year I loved him. Although the partner is not me, I sincerely wish them happiness forever!

--Very good!They are finally married!The wish of my senior girlfriend fan has been fulfilled, and I am so green that I am willing!Bless 9999!

——155551, you must be happy!Also, why hasn't Mr. Song updated his blog for a long time!Even if you two don't post on Weibo when you get married, let the studio and the club post!You really are a couple of devils!

- River God!Be sure to treat us Ah Yi well, he is really, really nice!Also very gentle!I wish you happiness forever! ! !

Amid the blessings of many netizens and friends in the circle, the wedding came to an end.

As for the two parties involved, one has no news anymore, and the other's trumpet has never updated their daily life, and the queen's account is only about work.

This made many netizens very sad. They didn't understand why they disappeared after getting married.

Even SG's official blog did not post any news about Xiao He, and the live broadcast platform did not mention when Xiao He would come back to live broadcast.

Xiao He seemed to disappear just like that.

Later, Xiao He's name rarely appeared on the Internet.

Until a year later, the Weibo account SG-Achelous, which had been silent for a long time, posted a picture without any text.

That picture only shows a line of words and a data.

"Good luck, eat chicken at night."

And the number of kills displayed under this typesetting is 16.

An hour after posting this weibo, the number of comments exceeded one million, and it was directly parachuted into the number one most searched weibo.

——Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! !is it you!River God!Did you come back! ! !

——The moment I saw this ID, I couldn't control my tears!He is back!He is back!

——The man who symbolizes freedom!He is finally back!