Mountain Stream Autumn

On Christmas day, Chen Nanshan went to He Qiuming downstairs to wait early in the morning. When He Qiuming came down, they could set off together.

After crying in He Qiuming's arms last night, although he felt a lot more relaxed, embarrassment also followed.As for what He Qiuming said, Chen Nanshan didn't dare to speculate on it, so he had to treat it as a love story for the time being.

Chen Nanshan glanced at the floor where He Qiuming lived, and He Qiuming's last question last night flashed in his head. He didn't expect He Qiuming to be so persistent about that question, but... Chen Nanshan looked at He Qiuming who was walking towards him, and a thought arose in his heart. It was decided that the answer should be given to He Qiuming earlier, otherwise He Qiuming's knot would not be solved.

Half a month ago, He Qiuming took the initiative to mention celebrating Christmas together, so Chen Nanshan has been thinking about how to celebrate Christmas these days.

He wants to be different.

It's just that no matter how Christmas is celebrated, it seems to be a bit clichéd. If two people are lovers, it's okay, then no matter how they lived before, most of them will roll to bed in the end, so it's okay to calculate.

The difficult part is that the two are not lovers, no, they are ex-couples and future couples.

So after much deliberation, Chen Nanshan decided to take He Qiuming to see Jiang Manchun, his nominal stepmother, who was even closer than his biological mother.

Chen Nanshan didn't know what He Qiuming would think, anyway, he was worried all the way, afraid that He Qiuming would think he was too weird, and instead of going to have a good time at Christmas, he would bring people to the cemetery instead.

It doesn't sound like a good meaning.

It took several hours to drive from He Qiuming's house to the cemetery. On the way, He Qiuming played soothing music, so Chen Nanshan fell asleep without holding on. In addition, He Qiuming deliberately turned down the sound after he fell asleep, so when Chen Nanshan woke up again , the two have already arrived in the neighboring city.

Similar to the last visit, the cemetery is still very quiet today.Chen Nanshan took Jiang Manchun's favorite daisy and led He Qiuming into the cemetery.

Along the way, Chen Nanshan wanted to open his mouth several times to find something to talk about, but seeing He Qiuming's solemn face, Chen Nanshan had no choice but to stop talking and walked forward quietly.

In fact, He Qiuming hadn't dealt with Jiang Manchun much, but when he saw Jiang Manchun's photo on the tombstone, he was still very touched, and even those memories from the past flooded his heart, making his heart full.

Chen Nanshan put the flowers down, took out the paper and wiped the photos, and greeted Jiang Manchun with a smile, "Ms. Jiang Manchun, hello, I'm here to see you again."

At the same time, I added something from the bottom of my heart, and brought He Qiuming to see you.

"Hello, Auntie." He Qiuming followed up and said hello.

Chen Nanshan originally had a lot to say, but when he really got here, he didn't know what to say, so he just stood there talking his mind.

After talking for a while, Chen Nanshan took out a letter from his clothes bag, handed it to He Qiuming, and explained, "Ms. Jiang left it for me, saying that I will give it to you if I have a chance."

Speaking of which, Chen Nanshan has been carrying this letter for five or six years. He has always been curious about what was written in it, but he has never opened it, because when Jiang Manchun handed it to him, he said that it could only be handed over to He Qiuming. You cannot read it privately.So although he was very curious all these years, he never thought of taking it apart to see.

He Qiuming accepted the letter, "Haven't you read it?"

Chen Nanshan shook his head and explained, "Ms. Jiang said that only you can read it, so although I was curious, I only saw the cover."

But in fact, although he hasn't read it, he has guessed many possible contents of the letter. It's just that Jiang Manchun is different from ordinary people, and Chen Nanshan can't guess it. "If you read it and want to tell me, I You must be very happy to be an audience."

He Qiuming smiled, put away the letter, and went to the side, leaving Chen Nanshan and Jiang Manchun to talk heartfelt words.

Seeing that He Qiuming was walking away, Chen Nanshan sat down by the tombstone, glanced at He Qiuming who was standing aside, smiled and said, "Ms. Jiang, people who love each other will always be together, then he and I will be happier right?"

Chen Nanshan asked himself and answered, "Definitely."

He didn't stay for too long, he got up to look for He Qiuming, seeing He Qiuming was only part of today's plan, and he still had to spend the rest of the time with He Qiuming.

He Qiuming was standing under the tree smoking a cigarette. He saw Chen Nanshan walking towards this side after speaking, so he extinguished the cigarette to dissipate the smell of smoke from his body, and went to the car together when Chen Nanshan came over.But the smell of smoke is not so easy to dissipate, so as soon as Chen Nanshan approached, he was overwhelmed by the smell of He Qiuming, frowned and asked, "Why are you smoking?"

"No, I just want to smoke."

Chen Nanshan nodded and got into the passenger seat. After He Qiuming came up, he took out the bag he had kept beside him, handed it to He Qiuming, and said with a smile, "Here, I'll give you an apple."

Last night, due to Chen Nanshan's final emotional breakdown, the apples that were supposed to be given were not sent out. Although he rushed to say happy holidays to He Qiuming in the last few minutes, it still felt a little imperfect not to send anything.So Chen Nanshan got up early this morning, went to the supermarket outside to pick up apples, went home and packed them himself, and then brought them over to deliver to He Qiuming.

He Qiuming reluctantly took what Chen Nanshan was holding. He had never heard that Christmas Eve apples could be re-gifted, but he hadn't received a Christmas Eve gift for many years, so now he got it from Chen Nanshan. Apple, I am still very happy.It's just that he glanced at the bag briefly, and was surprised by the number of apples in it, "Why are there five?"

Chen Nanshan tilted his head and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's a refill."

From the time they separated to this year, five Christmas Eves have passed, one apple a year, and those that were not given out in the past few years, this year he will give He Qiuming all of them.

As for other festivals, after the two get together, he will make up for He Qiuming one by one.

Naturally, his boyfriend should pamper him well.

He Qiuming felt that his fingers were burning hot. Chen Nanshan's slightly childish behavior still pierced his heart as before.For a moment, he even wanted to just hug Chen Nanshan like this, bury him in his neck and ask him in a muffled voice what he ate to grow up, otherwise why is he so sweet.

Everything I do is sweet and greasy.

He Qiuming thought that meeting Chen Nanshan at the age of 16 was a catastrophe in his life, and it was also a blessing he cultivated.That year Chen Nanshan shot him in the heart, and then went around for so many years, keeping him trapped in the prison named Chen Nanshan, unable to get out, unable to escape, and reluctant,

If possible, he really wanted to waste the rest of his life with Chen Nanshan like this.

If you must be with someone in this life, or choose to marry someone, He Qiuming is very sure that there is no other person besides Chen Nanshan.

There is a very meaningful love story on the Internet: There is a sentence where the object is you, and there are two o'clock and one mouthful, and there are words that depend on each other.And what He Qiuming wants to say is similar to this, except that he is more greedy, as long as it is about love, the object of the following is always Chen Nanshan.

He Qiuming looked at Chen Nanshan who was still laughing, his heart suddenly swelled, he held back the throbbing in his heart, called his name, and then pretended to say something very surprising casually like in high school, he said, "Chen Nanshan, the holidays for New Year's Eve and New Year's Day are free, okay?"

"?"

"Come home with me on New Year's Day."