Flight of the Bumblebee

Chapter 68 chapter 68

"Wait..." Shi Leping couldn't accept the information just now. He covered his head and took a step back, hesitantly asked He Qi: "So...you two, aren't you dating?"

He Qi gradually understood, "I just lived with him, hey——you all misunderstood!" He thought that when others saw the two big men living under the same roof, they preconceived that he and Xing Yan had the same relationship. layer relationship, but—

"A Yan told me that the two of you are dating!" Shi Leping said, he was still unwilling to believe this fact.

He Qi was stunned: "You said...Xing Yan told you...the two of us are dating?"

Shi Le nodded uneasily.

What's going on?He Qi was confused for a moment: "Xing Yan told his brother that I was dating him? What does he mean?" He glanced at Shi Leping from the corner of his eye and thought: "Yes, he must be afraid to go back with his brother, so He just made a fool of himself and said that he was dating me, and wanted me to be a shield so that his brother would not be able to take him back. So should I cooperate with his performance now and say that the two of us are dating?

Just when He Qi was hesitating, Shi Leping threw another heavy bomb.

"He told me he liked you."

He Qi smiled wryly and said, "He...he told you so..."

At this time, Shi Leping noticed that their conversation had affected the rehearsal, so he made an apologetic gesture to Xu Junheng, and asked He Qi to follow him to the door, and the rehearsal piano sounded again.

But his mood was quite different from before.

With a bitter face, Shi Leping asked He Qi seriously: "Can you tell me about the first time you met A Yan?"

He Qi recalled that night and told Shi Leping everything.

"You mean..." Shi Leping seemed to have received a serious blow, he said uncomfortably: "When you first met, Ayan planned to end his own life?"

He Qi nodded sincerely.

"Oh my god... my god..." Shi Leping murmured in a low voice while stepping back, he quickly walked out of the door, and followed him worriedly.In the bright corridor, Shi Leping stopped again, turning back to He Qi anxiously and said, "I want to ask you to do me a favor."

He Qi said, "What's busy? Tell me."

When Shi Leping returned to Wang Sheng's car, he had almost exhausted all his strength for the journey.He sat in the passenger seat and buried his head in his arms. Wang Sheng worriedly asked what happened, but he shook his head and refused to make a sound.Then he choked up and said: "I will never forgive myself."

Wang Sheng put his hand on his arm and shook it gently, not daring to use force, and asked anxiously, "What did that man tell you?"

Shi Leping still didn't raise his head, but his crying tone had completely exposed his emotions.Wang Sheng untied the fastened seat belt, reached out to hug him from the seat, and put that haughty head on his shoulders.Xie Leping said with tears: "You don't know what Ayan has experienced in the past few years? I thought too simple before, what should I do? How can I make up for it?"

Shi Leping hugged him back with both hands, in a heartbreaking way.

Wang Sheng's hand comforted his back, but the tears still flowed into his neck.

He Qi walked up from the long slope with heavy steps, and Shi Leping's expression was still vivid in his memory. He didn't look like the "irresponsible family member" that He Qi thought before.On the contrary, he may be the person who cares most about Xing Yan's feelings in the world.He Qi told him everything, rescued Xing Yan from the Baishui Bridge, then he was beaten, and he was taken in by himself, and now he has found a job as a porter in the supermarket. explain clearly.However, his expression after listening to it was heartbreaking, and even He Qi felt that he who said these words was too cruel.

He stood downstairs, looked up at the place where he lived, a light was weakly on, and Xing Yan came back first.

He felt that he couldn't face Xing Yan now.

How should I tell him what happened today?He still has such a big prejudice against his family, why would he want to tell him that, unlike your mother, at least your brother really cares about you, you don't know how sad and devastated he is because of your matter .The back of a person who was originally so energetic looked like a rootless straw, almost ready to fall down at any time.

If Xing Yan was there, he would also be moved by it.

Facing the bright moon high in the sky, He Qi let out a long breath.

Xing Yan's head suddenly appeared from the top floor, and when he saw him, he waved and smiled, "How so!"

He Qi waved his hand weakly at him, showing a pale-looking smile.

He walked up, and Xing Yan greeted him, and asked him if he worked overtime today, but he said yes perfunctorily, without telling him the truth.

At dinner, he hesitated to mention his brother and asked what kind of person he was.Xing Yan was very surprised. He said why he suddenly thought of asking this.He Qi said that he passed by him in the stairwell that day, he really looks like you.

Xing Yan said that he didn't know his elder brother either, how old was he when his parents divorced, and he had no memory of what happened when he was a child.When I grew up, I didn't feel like an older brother, and the family relationship was very dull.

Hearing what he said, He Qi really wanted to tell him: "The brother you mentioned who had a "normal relationship" just cried because of you." It was hard to speak these words again.

That night, he was staring at the moon in a daze, Xing Yan came over and asked him what he was thinking.

He Qi said: "When I was in school, my grades were not good, not because I was playful, but because I really didn't have the brain to study." Hearing this, Xing Yan smiled, and he asked: "And then?"

"The teacher said to memorize an ancient poem, and it took me a lot of time to memorize it. But there is a word in the junior high school textbook that I memorized in a short time, and I haven't forgotten it yet. Guess what it is?"

Xing Yan shook his head, how could he remember that he was an illiterate who couldn't read all the words.

"Su Shi's water melody song, but I can recite it only because Faye Wong sang this song. At that time, I liked Faye Wong. Do you know who Faye Wong is?"

Xing Yan shook his head again, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Why don't you know anything?"

"Tell me." Xing Yan begged him.

"It's so troublesome to explain, I won't explain it!" He Qi angrily put his hands on the railing, and turned his face away.

After a while, Xing Yan said: "Then can you read that poem to me?"

"...Let me sing it. When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it..."

When he finished singing the whole poem with a tone deafness, Xing Yan clapped his hands desperately, and praised: "What a beautiful melody! What a beautiful word! What do you mean?"

"The meaning of the word is... Anyway, I miss my family under the moon..."

Hearing what he said, Xing Yan looked softly at the bright moon hanging in the dark night, and asked, "He Qi, are you missing your family too?"

He Qi was caught by his question. Before he had time to think about it, he looked up at the moon, and he really felt like seeing things and thinking about others. His father's middle-aged man's face leaped above the moon, which made him slap shiver.

"Do you know why this poem was written?" He asked intentionally, but of course Xing Yan couldn't answer it.How can it be said that this is a festival for a poet to reunite with his family, and he wrote a poem to his younger brother who could not see each other.The last sentence "I hope people will live a long time and share the beauty of the moon" means that I hope you and I can share this beautiful moon together no matter how far apart we are. "

After speaking, even he himself was moved, and he couldn't help sighing faintly at Mingyue, feeling from the bottom of his heart that this was probably the most poetic moment in his life.

However, he waited for a long time after he finished speaking, but he didn't hear Xing Yan's voice. He Qi turned his head and just saw Xing Yan's face that was about to cry, he quickly shouted: "Stop! Stop! Pull back your tears !"

Xing Yan sniffed, held back his tears, and said to him, "This poem is so beautiful. How could you come up with such a beautiful artistic conception to describe the moon? This poet is really great."

"Hey, great." He touched his nose with a smile, feeling unparalleled pride in the literature of his motherland.

"'I wish you a long life, and we will share the beauty of the moon. I hope you and I can share this beautiful moon together no matter how far apart we are.' He Qi, I remember this sentence." Xing Yan looked at him seriously, Said.He Qi suddenly seemed to be stabbed by his gaze, and looked away unnaturally, looked at the sea of ​​lights in the distance and said: "This poem was written by the poet to his younger brother. Don't you think the relationship between the two brothers is exciting?" Are you moved?"

"The relationship between the two of them must be very good." Xing Yan echoed.

"The relationship between the two brothers is difficult to find a second pair in history, as my junior high school history teacher said."

Xing Yan fell silent, probably thinking of his brother.

He Qi was tormented, should he explain to him about going to see Shi Leping today.Just when he was about to speak, an accident happened——

The buildings in front of them darkened one by one from far and near, as if they were infected with the plague. Before they had time to exclaim, the lights of their building went out, and even the roof was plunged into darkness. In an instant, there were complaints one after another.

"power cut!"

"what happened?"

"Damn it! The fucking internet is broken! I finally got bronze!"

He Qi and Xing Yan looked at each other in the dark——

"power cut?"

"Seems to be."

Taking advantage of this moment of complaints, He Qi leaned out and yelled at the night sky to relieve the depression in his heart, and frightened Xing Yan who was standing aside.He Qi smiled at him and said, "I've wanted to do this for a long time, do you want to yell at me too?"

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man's angry voice came from the floor below: "What's the name of the ghost at night!" He Qi quickly closed his mouth in fear, and smiled cheerfully at Xing Yan.

When the power went out, the moonlight appeared brighter and whiter than usual, illuminating everything around, including their floor, including He Qi, including himself, as if shrouded in a layer of sacred white veil.

But why has He Qi's face been full of worry from just now?What is bothering him?It made him frown, not knowing how forced he was smiling.

what's on your mind?How amazing.

The electricity came soon, and there were thunderous cheers all around. After the cheers, the city returned to the calm of the night.A restless wind roared around them in the air, and the moon was obscured by drifting clouds.Xing Yan's mood suddenly became melancholy.

The moon was gone, and He Qi's mood of admiring the moon also faded. He lowered his head and looked at the aisle downstairs, wondering what he was thinking.