【MIYU】Silent Lover

As if it was a staircase that could never be finished, the boy had rushed forward at the fastest speed, but he still couldn't see the so-called end.The whistling wind and the rattling of shoes on the concrete steps passed by my ears.

Childhood memories flashed to my mind, frozen at the moment when Michael climbed the stairs again and again, those warm memories that were so blurred that I almost forgot the outline came one after another.

When I was a child, my grandma used to sit with her arms around him on the balcony and eat watermelon leisurely. Inlaid in the vast night sky, there is a silver full moon and countless stars that have never changed. The stars with different brightnesses shine like diamonds. In the night sky, it is a night scene that you will never get tired of.

"Can grandma tell you a story?" "Yes."

There must be conversations repeated over and over again every night, and those lonely nights that must be experienced when his parents are away are spent by his grandma with him.So, now how can...

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When Yuichiro finally ran up to the third floor, the corridor was eerie and extremely quiet. It was getting late, and the daytime light from the long white light tubes enveloped the entire corridor.After Yuichiro looked around for a few seconds, his emerald green eyes suddenly caught the figure of his lover, Mikael lowered his head slightly, and sat lifelessly on the chair at the end of the corridor.

He ran towards the other party without hesitation, and stopped in front of him panting. All the questions he had thought about before disappeared unexpectedly after seeing the rare desolation of the blond boy.

"...Where's grandma?" Yuichiro was silent for a while, and then asked nervously.

"I signed just now, and I'm in the rescue operation." Mikael replied lightly, the overly long forehead hair covered his face because of lowering his head, leaving only a thick shadow, Yuichiro couldn't see clearly The other party has any expression.

The black-haired boy looked sideways subconsciously. On the right hand side was the end of the corridor. There was a red-lighted number plate on the top of the door of the operating room.

"When will it end?" He took advantage of the opportunity to sit beside Mikael, but the moment he lowered his head, he saw Mikael's tightly clenched fists, and his finger bones turned white from too much force.

"Two o'clock in the morning." Mikael replied truthfully, and then turned to look at his lover: "Xiaoyou, why don't you go back first, you have to go to school tomorrow, so I can just ask for leave."

"I have to wait too!" Yuichiro answered him stubbornly, then took out two bags of two long loaves of bread in transparent packaging from his schoolbag, and handed them to Mikael, "Do you want to eat?" Received the message from the other party shaking his head.

Yuichiro saw that he was indeed in a bad mood, but not eating was even more irritating, so he forced the bread into the other's arms, frowned and said, "Eat even if you don't eat! What if you get sick later?" ? Grandma will be worried."

Then Yuichiro tore open the package of the bread, opened part of it and ate the bread into his mouth, urging Michael who was still motionless with a vague voice: "Eat it, Micah."

Helpless, Mikael had no choice but to open the package, and swallowed the bread abruptly.

"Where are your parents?" The boy wiped the bread crumbs from his mouth and asked suspiciously.

"They're on a business trip." Mikael turned his head and replied flatly.

"Don't worry." Yuichiro still felt the dissatisfaction in his tone, held his cool hand and smiled to comfort him, saying, "It will be fine."

"...um." After a long silence, she answered him slowly.

"Mika, let's talk about other things that happened at school today, and divert our attention." Yuichiro said suddenly with interest.

"Okay." Michael reluctantly agreed.

So the black-haired boy started a wonderful narration, and the corridor was still terribly quiet. However, there was a young man with a lot of chattering beside Mikael, watching his lover accompany him to wait for the result of the operation. , as if any unhappiness or hopeless assumptions were gradually dissipating at this moment.

The drooping corners of the lips just now are slowly rising at this moment. Although he is still worried about grandma's condition, he is not in the slightest feeling of despair now.Because she will get better, just like the optimistic words of a teenager.

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It was only one minute before two o'clock in the morning, and Mikael was so nervous that he seemed to be tensed, ready to go.Yuichiro had already fallen asleep with his knees as a pillow of human flesh due to excessive fatigue, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Michael uninterestedly wrapped a lock of hair near his lover's ear around his fingertips, and kept tangling it.During such boring waiting, the door of the operating room was suddenly opened, and doctors walked out one by one.

"How is my grandma?" Mikael didn't care about Yuichiro who was still sleeping, so he gently placed his head on the bench, and hurriedly stopped the doctor.

"Very good." The attending doctor replied seriously: "I saved my life, and finally suppressed the spread of cancer cells, and I still need to stay in the hospital for treatment."

Hearing this, Michael breathed a sigh of relief.

"But..." The doctor's tone suddenly became serious: "The patient's condition is a little unstable. You should try to control her mood or take good care of her. Don't let her get too excited."

Winter came gradually, quietly, and one morning when it suddenly turned cold, Yuichiro put on a thick school uniform jacket and walked to the window.The glass was covered by thick fog, blurred to the point where he couldn’t see anything clearly. He opened the window, and outside the window was a scene he hadn’t seen for a long time—the whole world seemed to have become a snow empire overnight, and occasionally A bird passed by and stopped on the blackened branch. After leaving, it touched the branch full of snow, and then the ball of snow fell on the snow that was already white.

The coming of winter is not without any surprises. As usual, Yuichiro stuffed the black schoolbag into the hole of the table, but felt some kind of resistance when stuffing it into the innermost moment, so he put the schoolbag back in doubt When I got out, I took a closer look, only to find that there was a white and simple envelope in the dark table hole.

Yuichiro took the envelope out of the hole in the table. There was no signature or address written on the surface of the envelope. Yuichiro gently squeezed the envelope, and it was so thin that it barely contained anything.When I took it apart, I found that there was only a small white note inside, with powerful and neat gestures, and only a short piece of text was written——

I like you.

Suddenly recalled the last time someone confessed, it was already in junior high school, right?My heart suddenly felt warm, even though I didn't know who the other party was.Yuichiro gently put the paper back into the envelope, and carefully put it into the schoolbag again.

When school was over, Yuichiro walked up to his lover, humming an out-of-tune tune.Seeing his smug look, Michael finally couldn't help asking him: "What happened today?"

"Someone wrote me a confession letter today." Yuichiro proudly narrated the major events that happened today.

Michael put his hands on the handlebars of the bicycle and one foot on the pedal, pretending to be serious and said: "Who in the school doesn't know that you are my lover? Who is so bold to pry the corner of my wall?"

Yuichiro said angrily: "Don't be so stinky, who knows who Micah is? Who? I don't know either."

"By the way, Xiaoyou, I have something to tell you." Mikael did not refute his words as usual, but quickly changed the subject.

"What's the matter?" Yuichiro asked.

"Did you know that Crowley was getting married?"

"Huh?" The black-haired boy opened his mouth wide in surprise, expressing that he couldn't believe it.

"Don't believe it?" Michael said softly, seeing the other party shaking his head slowly, he pointed behind him helplessly, and said, "Really, if you don't believe me, turn your head and look."

Hearing this, Yuichiro really turned his head to look, and what caught his eyes was a branded bridal shop that he would pass by every day. Through the huge smooth glass wall, Yuichiro even saw a red-haired young man standing with him inside. The store manager is discussing something.

Yuichiro looked puzzled, his clear emerald eyes were full of curiosity, he patted Mikael on the shoulder, and said, "Michael, why don't you go in and say hello?" What happened.

Knowing how the other party obstructed him, he would definitely go in. Mikael didn't say anything, but parked his bicycle outside the bridal shop, and walked straight into the bridal shop holding the black-haired boy's hand.

"Brother!" Yuichiro ran towards Crowley with an excited smile as soon as he entered the bridal shop.

The red-haired young man who had turned his back to him just now paused for half a minute, and turned around slowly after hearing the voice of the young man, and seeing that it was indeed Yuichiro, he asked with a smile on his face: " Why are you here?" He looked over Yuu and found that Mikael was also slowly walking in his direction, so he teased: "Ah, so the young couple came together?"

"Hello, housewife." Michael, who had always bickered with Crowley, did not miss the opportunity to refute and tease him.

"Aren't you going to become a housewife sooner or later?" The young man rolled his eyes with his usual smile on his face. He returned the suit and clothing book to the store manager, and put his hands on the left and right sides of the young man. On his shoulders, he said: "I don't choose a suit anymore, let's go to the coffee shop opposite."

"Where's Ferid?" Yuichiro asked.

Crowley sighed helplessly: "He has something to do, he just left."

The cafe opposite has just opened recently, and the facilities and equipment inside are also very old-fashioned and upscale. Yuichiro has never been to a cafe that looks like a tree hole, and his eyes keep turning, watching the novelty around him.

"It's true that we haven't seen each other for a long time." After ordering three cups of coffee casually, Crowley said lightly.

"Why did you get married so early?" the black-haired boy asked.

"Ah, this reason is really complicated." Crowley frowned slightly, and held his forehead a little irritably, then his clear red eyes turned to the blond boy, "Micah, can you go out for a while? "

"Why?" Mikael was still lazily sitting in the original position, playing with the phone in his hand without raising his head.

"Don't get involved in some topics." Crowley didn't bother to explain: "Just go out for a while."

"I really doubt what you are going to talk about." The blond boy raised his head slightly with suspicious eyes, but after realizing the expectant gaze from his lover beside him, he finally sighed in compromise With a sigh of relief, he said: "I'll just go out for a while, you guys chat quickly." So he got up slowly and left his seat.

"Can we talk now?" Yuichiro said the moment Mikael pushed the door open.

"To be honest, I really don't really want to get married." Seeing Mikael walking away, Crowley said distressedly.

"Your coffee, please take your time." The waiter in a black and white dress gently placed three cups of coffee on a black disc on the table.

Yuichiro couldn't wait to put sugar in his cup of coffee, and asked Crowley for details by the way. The surface of the brown coffee shook slightly, and the sugar cube suspended on the liquid surface hit the wall of the cup, making a soft ding-dong sound .

Because the parents of both Crowley and Ferid knew each other, and they had been together for so many years, and their parents had cooperated in work, and Ferid's parents didn't care about the same-sex relationship, so He urged them to get married.Crowley raised his chin with one hand and looked at the black-haired boy opposite him, but his eyebrows were tightly drawn together.

"But... wouldn't it be a great thing to be able to marry someone you like?" Yuichiro stirred the sugar cube in the cup with a coffee spoon, and the sound he made was slightly crisp.

"That's what I said..." The young man lowered his eyelids, and his tone gradually lowered: "I also have places I want to go, dreams I want to realize, and I always feel a little disappointed getting married so early."

Yuichiro was stunned for a moment, he didn't come back to his senses until after the coffee was finished, he didn't know what to say for a while.He really didn't understand what Crowley was thinking, but if...

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"If Micah wants to marry me, I'll be so happy that I won't be able to sleep all night..." Yuichiro sat on the back seat of the blond boy's bicycle, burying his face in the other's back and muttering.

"Hmm?" The young man who had been pedaling forward on the bicycle vaguely heard his lover's muttering in doubt.

"Ah, no, it's nothing!" Yuichiro came back to his senses, his face flushed red, and he spoke intermittently.

Fortunately, Mikael didn't care about the unnaturalness of his words. Mikael raised his eyebrows, continued to pedal the bicycle under his feet, and asked, "What did Crowley tell you just now?"

"He said..." Seeing Michael's expectant tone, Yuichiro hugged his waist again with a smile, pressed his face against his back, and said, "I can't tell you."

"Don't tell me if you don't tell me." He didn't care much, and then continued after a pause: "Are you free on the weekend?"

"Are you free, what do you want?" Yuichiro raised his head curiously.

"The school has arranged social practice. I'm going to help out in the orphanage. Will Xiaoyou go with me?"

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"From then on, the prince and the princess lived happily together..." Yuichiro lowered his head, staring at the fairy tale book and reading the story in the book seriously.

"Brother You, why does every fairy tale end like this?" The girl standing beside her, still sniffling her nose, asked softly.

Never expecting the other party to ask such a question, the black-haired boy scratched his head and said with some guilt: "Maybe it's because... the author is too lazy to write the ending?"

The blond boy who had been standing behind him helping to paint the orphanage burst out laughing: "Xiaoyou, don't talk nonsense."

"I didn't talk nonsense..." Yuichiro yelled a little dissatisfied, picked up a fairy tale book, and told the story to the children beside him. "This fairy tale..."

The sun was shining in the afternoon, and the warm light evenly sprinkled every corner of the world. There was a burst of fragrant earthy smell from the grass that had rained not long ago. The dewdrops are as crystal clear as carefully crafted jewels.

"It's time to eat—" the dean in a gray-white apron pushed open the old window, holding a spatula covered with bright oil in his hand, his voice was slow and drawn out, old but full of vitality.

"It's time to eat, let's continue talking later." Yuichiro closed the fairy tale book, put it back on the stool beside him, and said to the children in front of him with a smile.

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Michael finally moved a box of fruit to the yard, and suddenly heard some imperceptible movements behind him, he turned his head quickly, saw that the dean was passing by, and then asked: "Dean, Where did Xiaoyou go?"

"He said he was going to help pull the weeds," replied the dean.

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Yuichiro squatted down, pulling out the grass absently. At this moment, someone patted his shoulder lightly, which made him startled. He turned around, and what caught his eyes was the familiar delicate face of the blond boy. The golden bangs drooped slightly with the movement of leaning over, the clear blue pupils shone brightly, and the corners of the beautiful lips were slightly raised.

Why are you smiling so nicely?Yuichiro frowned, still slightly unaccustomed to patting the other's face away.

"Why did Xiaoyou slap my face away?" Mikael had a tone of blame, and naturally knelt down beside the boy, asking jokingly, "Didn't you tell the children a story?"

As soon as this topic was mentioned, Yuichiro stopped pulling the weeds immediately, and then continued with some stiffness, sighing in a low voice: "Forget it, their minds are more mature than mine..." Then he didn't Wang spread out his hands to compare heights, "Who wants to get married at such a young age..."