Pastel Colours - Chapter 24

Day0921:51

After the story was told, the long and painful memories gathered into a pool of black water, swallowing the lonely narrator, and there was a trembling breath in the room.

He opened his heart to He Zhiyuan, like a round clam facing the sharp snipe beak, opening two shells, revealing unsuspecting soft flesh. At this time, if the sharp beak pecked, it could not even keep the intact corpse capital.

Songran believed that He Zhiyuan would not hurt him, but still shrank timidly.

“Mr. He, Mr. He…” He was extremely cold, digging into the bed and rubbing his cold toes, constantly calling each other, eager to ask for some comfort, “Are you still holding me?”

He Zhiyuan couldn’t help but red eyes.

He sat up on the edge of the bed and said softly, “I am here, I am holding you, don’t be afraid.”

Don’t be afraid, baby.

The tone is soft that he has never had in his life.

Songran at this time was like a scared little animal, a rabbit, a mole or a young deer. He Zhiyuan couldn’t help but think of the quarrel on the phone a week ago. Songran was completely different from now. His swords were drawn and his words were fierce, like an angry pufferfish with thorns and spines swollen.

——Children, partner and family are the most precious things of a person, nothing can compare to it!

——Family is not important, don’t give birth, don’t reproduce so low-level, don’t shoot! Be a bachelor like me and have a lot of time for you to pursue your career!

——I don’t care how old you want to have a baby. When Bobu is born, you have to take on the responsibility of being a father!

He Zhiyuan was really angry that day. He felt that Songran was still smiling in the first second, and the Sichuan Opera changed his face in the next second, and his anger was unreasonable. Without even thinking about it, he hastily put on a mask full of prejudice and put it on Song Ran firmly: a child who was soaked in honey, spoiled by his parents since he was a child, still living spoiled by himself in his twenties, thinking The whole world should be exactly the same honey pot, and there is no room for any dissent to the way he raises Bobo.

But the truth is that Songran has never had any honey jars, even a spoonful of honey.

The so-called dispute was just that an abandoned child met another child in a similar situation. He wanted to wake up the lost father on the phone so that he would look back and stop snubbing Bubu Qipan’s heart. In a hurry, he didn’t choose what he said, and didn’t care about being appropriate.

Such trivial mistakes, how can he bear to care about it, and even throw out a set of seemingly rational family views, standing on a high place, mocking the “childishness” and “rudeness.”

Don’tjudgeme.

He once said so.

But the person who is full of prejudice and makes assumptions with a little bit of one-sided information is himself.

He Zhiyuan could not blame himself.

He knew that Songran was a seedling that unfortunately fell in the salt marsh. The roots were burnt and burned. He still insisted on growing towards the sun, and eventually grew into a tree, providing shade to the surrounding vegetation.

With him, he must not be able to do it.

At seven o’clock in the morning, the sky light gradually brightened, illuminating the bedroom curtains semi-thin and semi-transparent. He Zhiyuan put on his nightgown and opened the door to the second floor terrace. A gust of morning breeze wrapped the moist orange fragrance through his hair and cheeks.

The back garden is very quiet, with only a few scattered birdsong.

Across a wall of vines, flowers and wood, he heard the movement of the neighboring house-the microwave and the oven were clinking, stainless steel knives and forks were knocking on the porcelain plates, and the young children were chattering happily.

“Dad, Joey took the blueberry jam again!”

“Then Iri spread mayonnaise?”

“No, I don’t like it, I want Joey’s blueberry sauce!”

“I also want!”

The neighbor is a family of five French descent. The younger brother and sister insisted on taking back the jam that the brother took away.

“Joy, you are a good boy, share the jam with Iri and Sophie.” The able mother said, calming down the small dispute between the children, and then asked, “Who wants to eat omelette today? Raise your hand. .”

The restaurant was immediately bustling again.

This conversation was very warm, it was an ordinary family routine, He Zhiyuan listened, his heart moved, and a picture flashed in his mind.

Wake up early in the morning, he and Bubu stand side by side in the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. He shaves, cleans, and haircuts in the mirror, while Bubu bulges his cheeks, holds a small toothbrush, brushes on the left for a minute, and brushes on the right. Brush for one minute. After a while, the father and son had finished cleaning, and the smell of food came from the kitchen. He bent down, pushed Bobu’s shoulders from behind, and ran towards the dining room with his big and small front and back feet. Songran just came out wearing a plaid apron, holding a tray in his hand with two bowls of steaming small wontons with fresh meat.

Boob quickly climbed onto the high stool, grabbed the spoon, sucked and ate away. And he stood still, waiting for Songran to walk in front of him, personally tie him the tie that matches his shirt today, then raised his head and dropped a soft kiss.

“good Morning.”

Song Ran looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

These eyes are really alluring, dark and translucent, with the color of Hao Ye, at this moment a little light is reflected, and his face is also reflected. The most important thing is that there is no fear and loneliness in these eyes, only the happiness that has been precipitated from a long and stable life.

If he lends his shoulders to Songran to rely on and can get such a look, why doesn’t he do it?

Home is a jigsaw puzzle, he and cloth cloth half together, half songran together, connecting together, it is consummation.

The answer is ready to come out, and it is in my heart.

The sun rose for half a round on the row roofs, the sky began to show a faint rosy red, and the daylight in the Western Hemisphere came.

The night is still long in the Eastern Hemisphere.

He Zhiyuan closed his eyes and leaned back, pressing his back against the terrace wall, and slowly exhaled: “Songran, that time last week…I offended your view of family. You said that children, partners and family are one person. The most precious thing, I said a lot of rebuttals at the time, now I want to understand, I am willing to agree with you, and sincerely agree.”

He thought that this would make Songran a little bit happy, but he didn’t expect to respond to him with a long silence.

“Don’t identify with me, Mr. He, at least…don’t identify with me because of my story.”

When she spoke again, Song Ran’s voice was still trembling.

He Zhiyuan asked: “Why?”

Songran paused and said with difficulty: “Because… even I don’t know if it’s right.”

“I heard that people have obsessions with things they cannot ask for. The longer the time, the more morbid obsessions. I have no home since I was a child, no matter where I live, what work I do, or how many friends I make, I feel that my life is empty. , Floating alone, without roots. I want a home so much. I want a child to be taken care of by me and a man to take care of me. Even if this child is not Boob, this man is not…no…”

Songran jammed her shell suddenly, covered her mouth, and coughed clearly.

He Zhiyuan smiled silently.

“…Like me, even if you throw me a child casually, I can’t refuse. Mr. He, if the child, partner and family are really so important to me, I should be cautious about why they come. Don’t refuse? Unless…unless what I want in my heart is not “home” at all, it’s just an empty shell, it’s just an empty shell, it’s just a “home”. As for who lives at home, I like it or not, I don’t care at all… …”

“Do you really don’t care?” He Zhiyuan interrupted him and asked in a deep voice, “Or because you met the right one the first time, so you didn’t have a chance to compare?”

These words were like a scream, knocked Songran stunned: “I…”

He Zhiyuan did not pause, and went further: “Song Ran, you always think of yourself badly, and you are used to underestimating your kindness. In my opinion, everyone has selfishness, and what you want most is to you. Of course it’s the most important thing. This mentality can’t be more normal, far from being sick.”

Songran hesitantly asked: “Really?”

“Yes.”

The answer is loud and loud.

Self-questioning is an unsolvable dead end, and you can only get pain if you get stuck. He Zhiyuan must pull Songran out. Unexpectedly, Songran’s thinking was dizzy, she just jumped out of this pit, holding her mobile phone inexplicably tangled for a while, then jumped into another pit in a blink of an eye: “Then… you didn’t agree with it before, but now you agree, because you also changed your mind. Do you want to start a family?”

He Zhiyuan nodded: “Yes.”

“So, are you going to remarry Boob’s mother?”

“What, what?”

He Zhiyuan was confused.

Remarry?

He has never been married at all.

He didn’t react for five seconds, and when he realized that Songran had misunderstood and wanted to deny it, Songran had already ran for a few kilometers in the wrong direction, evasively saying, “Mr. He, I I used to scold you for being unworthy of being a father, so don’t take it to your heart. I can see that you actually love Bubu and are a good dad. You just want to make money to support your family, and sometimes you can’t take care of him when you are busy with work. Wait… You have remarried, and Bobu’s mother will help you take care of your family. The situation will be much better than now… Thinking about it this way, remarrying is also a good idea.”

He Zhiyuan couldn’t laugh or cry. Seeing that he was still talking to himself, he asked directly: “Do you want me to’remarry’?”

Song Ran choked immediately.

His heart was sorrowful, the corners of his eyes were getting wet, five slender fingers desperately tortured the pillow, the back of his hand was full of blue veins, and he wanted to crush the six words “Mr. He is going to remarry” into powder-what’s wrong with him? Is it abnormal? What he cares about is Boob Little Angel, and not Mr. He’s “large bonus”. Now Mr. He is about to remarry. Why is he going to die?

It is going to rain, and my mother is going to get married. The world is so big, what do you love, it’s my shit.

Songran struggled awkwardly for a long time, and her stubborn temper surged up and said angrily: “What are you asking me for? I object, don’t you remarry?”

He Zhiyuan smiled faintly: “Tell me, I will consider it.”

“Uh……”

I heard that he would consider that Songran’s hardened bones are soft again, and think this “large bonus” is mature and considerate, and it is worth keeping. He racked his brains and thought about it, chose a circuitous and reasonable angle, chose words and sentences, and carefully expressed: “Well, if you remarry, Bubu will have a mother, and it will not be my turn to take care of him. I’m a little bit reluctant to boob, otherwise… If you don’t remarry, I will take care of him for you, okay?”

He Zhiyuan smiled and summed up for him: “You want to take care of Boob, so you don’t want me to’remarry’, right?”

“Yes, yes.” Songran became nervous, “is there a good reason?”

He Zhiyuan: “Rather inadequate.”

“…”

Songran flushed with embarrassment, and plunged into the pillow, almost breaking the bridge of her nose. He squeezed the phone tightly, his wrists straightened, and he planned to smash it into outer space at once. He would never answer He Zhiyuan’s calls in his life. After a short pause, he heard He Zhiyuan say: “I can teach you a good reason.”

Fuck you!

Songran covered his head with a quilt, and did not listen, but secretly took it back with his hand, not willing to throw it away.

He Zhiyuan smiled and said: “You want to have a child to take care of, and you also want a man to take care of you, so it is very simple. Your ideal dream lover should be a single father with a child, and the sexual orientation cannot be too straight. This configuration is a century old. It’s a rare encounter, you finally ran into one, and he happened to like you very much. You said, is it too bad to let him go to’remarry’?”

He happens to like you a lot…

I like you…

like……

you……

Song Ran opened the quilt, turned over and sat up, and blinked vigorously in the dark.

A burnt brain is like a rusty gear, hinged tightly, stuck in and out, and can’t turn fast no matter how you push it. He Zhiyuan’s words echoed in his ear dozens of times, but he was stunned that he could not understand the meaning. About half a minute later, a shocking thunder shattered the sky cover, and the blood in Songran boiled instantly. He hurriedly patted the bedroom headlights, knelt on the edge of the bed with his knees, holding his mobile phone, and squatted and asked: “He, Mr. He, You said this…should have no other meaning?”

He Zhiyuan smiled happily: “To be precise, I only mean’other things’.”

Songran was dumbfounded, with a knotted tongue and a large empty space in his head.

impossible.

Mr. He took the initiative to confess to him-this plot line is so crooked that he is almost boundless, can he not even dream of going away?

He Zhiyuan brushed his hair tossed by the wind and smiled and said: “Song Ran, don’t be so surprised. I want to take care of you as much as you want to take care of Bobu. This is a man’s desire, naturally. It appeared and it was very strong. I couldn’t explain the reason, and I couldn’t control it. I could only follow my heart.”

“Yes, but… we have only known each other for less than ten days, and we haven’t even seen each other!”

Songran was slapped on the reef by a big wave of joy, and she couldn’t get a clear score between the sky and the ground, and there was a mass of mud in her mind. No matter how fast she felt, she was too fast.

He Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, knowing that Songran had forgotten what he had said.

“When I gave Bubu to you before, I said that the key to a person’s reliability and unreliability lies in his own character, not whether I am familiar with him. In the same way, I have feelings for you, but the key lies in me. With you, it doesn’t depend on whether you know each other on the first day or the hundredth day.” He changed a comfortable standing position, leaned against the fence, and put one hand into the pocket of his nightgown, “Of course, if you are uneasy, I will You can leave the confession until a month, two months, or even half a year later, but from a selfish point of view, I hope you can agree to it as soon as possible, because I am… really bad at patience.”

Songran’s face was flushed by this unmeaningful sentence, holding a hot potato-like mobile phone, her throat trembled: “I, I’m not sober now, can you… let me calm down for an hour?”

“Of course you can.” He Zhiyuan backed down with great grace, “I’ll wait for your reply.”

The phone hung up and Songran sat foolishly on the bed for ten minutes.

The unexpected turn of this scene caught him off guard, and his body seemed to float in the clouds, not touching the ground.

“…”

He pinched his thigh cruelly, grinning with pain.

In his cognition, even if he really wanted to confess, he should wait for Mr. He to return to the country in ten and a half months. He wrote the manuscript in advance, and he backed it to Mr. He nervously, and waited nervously for the other person to change his height. After scoring, age, education, income, and moral character one by one, and announce the final result, how could the initiative be reversed?

He jumped out of the bed, ran into the bathroom, turned the faucet to the maximum, and flushed himself with cold water.

Still not awake after washing, he simply opened the bedroom door.

The living room is brightly lit. Zhan Yuwen, Lin Hui and Bubu are sitting on the sofa watching TV. Tom and Jerry are scrambling with the BGM screen. Hearing the sound of the door opening, the three people turned their heads together, Bubu jumped off the sofa excitedly, and ran over with two short legs, yelling, “Brother, you are awake!”

Song Ran caught him steadily, turned and hugged him into the bedroom, closing the door.

Bubu turned his head and looked at: “What is this going to do?”

“Brother has something to ask you.” Songran knelt on the ground, wiped his wet face, and looked directly at Bobo’s eyes, “If, I mean if… Brother and Dad are together, would you mind? ?”

Boob asked milkily: “What is being together?”

“Just when Dad comes back, my brother will move to live with you, and will not separate in the morning, noon, or evening. From now on, my brother will take care of you. Of course, Dad will also take care of us…”

“Okay, okay.” Bubu promised hurriedly, nodding like pounding rice, “That’s the best!”

Songran held Bubu’s little hand and leaned closer and said, “But in this case, you can no longer have a mother… Brother and mother, only one can live at home, does Bubu understand?”

Boob nodded again, with a grin on his face, not looking sad at all.

He said: “Mom is already married and will not live in this home anymore, so please let my brother live in!”

“Ah, married?”

Song Ran was taken aback.

If this is the case, then the last excuse in his heart is no longer valid. The only thing blocking him and Mr. He is himself.

Be confident.

Songran, be more confident.

Mr. He is so good, don’t miss him.

He couldn’t wait for a second, reached out his hand to pick up Bobo, and said impatiently: “I have to sleep for a while, you go outside to play with your brother and sister, okay?”

Boob is unclear, so he nodded and said yes.

Songran put his arms around the cloth and drove him back to the living room, then quickly turned back to the room, threw himself on the bed, and grabbed the phone beside his pillow.