Chapter 36
Mo Guozheng's sudden death forced Mo Yousen to work non-stop for two weeks to almost finish dealing with the remaining matters. Now he has achieved everything he wanted, and time has come to Tang Miao's death anniversary.
That day, Mo Yousen and Yan Yuheng sat at his mother's grave from six in the morning until ten. They chatted peacefully about the difficulties of being alone these past few years and reminisced about their childhood. Yan Yuheng had never opened the document Yan Yuan had mailed him. Rather than reading the cold, written words, he wanted to piece together the six years they had spent apart from Mo Yousen's words.
Pei Man and Yan Yuan came by halfway. Tang Miao was trapped in the Mo family during her lifetime, and most of her friends had left. Fortunately, there was Pei Man who could always remember her.
Around half past ten, Zhang Qianyi and Hu Yichen came from a distance, each holding a bouquet of tulips. Hu Yichen was exceptionally quiet this time, standing quietly beside the three of them and listening to them talk about Tang Miao's gentleness and generosity. It turned out that such a perfect person could also be defeated by love.
The cold wind was raging, and Mo Yousen's scarf was dancing wildly in the wind, slapping his cheeks. Perhaps the wind was blowing too fast, and Mo Yousen closed his eyes and a hot tear slipped from his eye sockets.
After paying tribute to Tang Miao, the four of them parted ways.
Zhang Qianyi and Hu Yichen drove back to Jiangcheng to visit Zhang Qianyi's grandfather. Yan Yuheng had to deal with his company's R&D matters, so he made an appointment with Wen Xian to hold a meeting to discuss the matter.
Mo Yousen went to find Ji Fei. It was Ji Fei who helped him when he was in the most difficult time of his life. He also wanted to help Ji Fei develop to a better place.
"Are you really not going?" Mo Yousen used his connections to help Ji Fei teach at an international school, where his salary and benefits were more than double what he was currently receiving at No. 7 Middle School.
Ji Fei just smiled and shook his head. "I'm not going. I'm getting along very well with the students here now. We've become attached to each other. I can't bear to leave."
The two chatted for a while, and if Yan Yuheng hadn't called, they would probably have talked until dark.
After Mo Yousen received the call, he took a taxi home. Unexpectedly, it was the holiday peak period and the traffic on the road was jammed. Mo Yousen's phone rang again. He thought it must be Yan Yuheng calling him again.
"Hello?"
The person who called was Yan Yuheng, but the one who spoke was Wen Xian. Wen Xian's mocking voice rustled through the phone and penetrated Mo Yousen's ears. "Sen~, are you back? Come back soon. The days without you, Yan Yuheng has been chewing on the corners of the quilt and swallowing his tears. You have been away from him for six hours. If you don't come back, he will chew on the corners of the table."
As Mo Yousen listened to Wen Xian's mocking voice, the haze in his heart was swept away. He said to the two people on the other end of the phone in an innocent voice, "Really? Then it seems I have to buy a stainless steel table when I go home."
Yan Yuheng snatched the phone and roared, "Mo Yousen! You have no heart! You're abandoning me right after you got me. You have no conscience to abandon your husband!"
"Okay, you've acted too much. Go back and hone your acting skills." Wen Xian was really helpless. Except when he was working, he was serious and solemn, and even did not allow himself to make small mistakes. At other times, he was like a child who never grew up.
"Oh, really? I think I acted pretty well."
Mo Yousen quickly spoke to comfort Yan Yuheng, "Okay, good acting. I'm stuck in traffic and will be late."
Night had fallen, and all the cars on the road had turned on their lights. Ahead was a dense array of red taillights, while the opposite lane was a dazzling white light, flashing before Mo Yousen's eyes.
The red and white colors draw a clear line in the night, one looks like a stagnant flame, the other is the rushing Milky Way.
When Mo Yousen rushed to Yan's house, Yan Yuheng had already arranged for people to prepare fireworks. Seeing that Mo Yousen had finally returned, he shouted to Yan Yuan and Pei Man that it was time to eat.
Pei Man put a lot of thought into this reunion dinner and specially invited her brother's family to come. Pei Tianlang has grown up a lot and can start his sophomore year in the second half of the year.
After dinner, the group ran to the yard and started setting off fireworks. Mo Yousen stood beside Yan Yuheng and watched him swinging his fairy wand like he did when he was a child. Large fireworks bloomed in the sky, illuminating their faces with colorful lights.
Yan Yuheng threw down the burnt stick, his eyes filled with a strange emotion. He stepped forward, wrapped his arms around Mo Yousen's waist, and pulled him into his arms, lowering his head to look him in the eye. Mo Yousen, restrained by Yan Yuheng, stretched out his arms and hugged Yan Yuheng back, then tiptoed up and kissed Yan Yuheng on the lips.
"Hey, hey, hey, there are children here! Be careful!" Pei Tianlang looked at the two of them with a smile, his eyes moving between them.
Yan Yuheng raised his leg and kicked Pei Tianlang on the butt. "Get lost! Stop interrupting my fun." He then looked at Mo Yousen gently and nuzzled his nose. The two of them were enveloped in an ambiguous atmosphere. Yan Yuheng blew on Mo Yousen's cheek, hugged him, and excitedly responded with an exceptionally passionate kiss.
Mo Yousen's face was burning like fire. He agreed with him awkwardly and was led step by step by Yan Yuheng into this most primitive desire.
Pei Tianlang covered his butt and ran away, then turned around and went to Pei Man to complain, shouting that Yan Yuheng had beaten him.
Pei Man strode forward angrily, and Pei Tianlang followed behind like a lackey.
"Ouch! I didn't see anything! You guys continue!" Pei Man was shocked by the scene in front of her. Although she had experienced this many years ago, she still felt a little embarrassed.
Pei Tianlang didn't expect things to develop in this direction. He was about to say something when Pei Man grabbed him and took him back. He kept looking back every three steps as he watched the two of them kissing passionately.
The sounds in the entire house seemed to be isolated, and the only sound that could be heard was the "tsk tsk" sound of water coming from the two people's lips. Yan Yuheng's palm was stroking Mo Yousen's back, and when he took a breath, he could smell the same shampoo scent on both of them.
The fireworks continued to rise and burst, their shadows cast on the ground by the flames, overlapping and indistinguishable from each other. This scene overlapped with the scene from years ago, with them still the protagonists. It seemed as if nothing had changed, yet it seemed as if everything had changed.
Beneath these fleeting artificial stars, this moment is frozen in time for eternity.
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