"What?" asked Dad Qiu.

"Uncle!" Bian Nan grabbed Dad Qiu's arm, "Can you ask after you finish eating?"

Dad Qiu paused and then laughed: "Okay, I'll ask after I finish eating. I guess it's not a good thing."

Bian Nan admired Qiu Yan's appetite a little. He ate a lot with him at noon and rubbed his stomach all the way back. Now he is still holding on, Qiu Yan can actually eat again.

Qiu Yi didn't eat much at noon, and Qiu's father had a meal at other people's house at noon, so he probably ate less. All four people at a table were very happy except Bian Nan.

"Hey," Biannan clamped two wormwood poles and frolicked back and forth in the pot. "I ate too much at noon, why wouldn't I have to eat a few kilograms of meat?"

"seeyoutomorrow!" Qiu Yan shouted again.

"Qiu Erbao, sooner or later, I have to sell you," Bian Nan put the wormwood pole in a bowl and wrapped in sauce and turned around. "I have deeply realized why your brother doesn't want you anymore."

Dad Qiu suddenly laughed: "I seem to know what's going on with seeyoutomorrow, it means I've eaten today..."

"Uncle Qiu!" Bian Nan interrupted him, "You are an elder, and you still have a glorious image! Can you do it?"

"Eat quickly and eat quickly." Dad Qiu smiled and ate a piece of meat.

"Hey, uncle," Bian Nan thought for a while, "Do you still know what seeyoutomorrow means?"

"Can you not know this?" said Dad Qiu.

"My dad doesn't know, my dad knows Hello, bye, oh, I know Farke." Bian Nan laughed.

"I don't know much, English is not a strong point," Dad Qiu took a sip of hot water, "I think back then..."

When Bian Nan heard this, he realized that he had "thought back then": "You must be Russian, right?"

"That's what I had back then," said Qiu Daddy's expression very nostalgic. "I won't say much after Qiu Yi's mother said in Chinese. Now I've forgotten it almost. I guess Qiu Yi's better than Qiu Yi."

"You can?" Bian Nan turned his head suddenly and looked at Qiu Yi, "Hey, you must do it! Hey, why did I never think you should do it? Qiu Dabao, you are so awesome! The fighting pig among the top students..."

"You praise me and scold me." Qiu Yi laughed.

"What a praising me, aren't we both born in the year of a pig? How do you say pigs in Russian?" Bian Nan was a little excited about this accident and flicked his tongue a few times, "Do you want to play your tongue?"

"You are the prince pig of tennis." Qiu Yan said while eating.

"... Second treasure," Bian Nan looked at him helplessly, "Forget it, at least there is a prince."

"Tennis Pig." Qiu Yan immediately changed his mouth.

The few people were all happy, and Bian Nan glared at him: "Bombie returns me!"

"Prince!" Qiu Yan shouted loudly.

"What's your position? You're so unstable..." Bian Nan was happy for a long time.

When talking about Russian, Dad Qiu was tempted to chat again. He happily recalled the past for a meal. When he finished the meal and packed up, Bian Nan glanced at Zhong. It was already past eight o'clock.

"I have to go back later," although Bian Nan didn't want to leave, but considering that normal people would basically eat at home, he had to pretend if he didn't want to leave, otherwise Dad Qiu would be surprised, "I'll come over to play tomorrow night."

"Ah, it's past eight o'clock, hurry up and stop cleaning up," Dad Qiu patted him, "Does the family know about coming here tomorrow?"

"... Everyone knows that my thirty children in my family are free to move after dinner." Bian Nan smiled.

This sentence is not all lies. In the past 30th, he and Bian Hao both ran out and went out to play with classmates and friends. But his father, aunt and Bian Xinyu would stay at home to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Qiu Yan took hot water and went to the kitchen to wash dishes. Bian Nan wanted to help, but was urged by Qiu's father to go home. He had to put on his coat and take the things and walk out.

"I'll give you it." Qiu Yi also put on his coat and followed him out.

"How do you arrange your working hours tomorrow?" Bian Nan whispered out of the yard, "Why don't I go to the door of your hotel and find a place to wait for you."

"No, how long will it take to wait," Qiu Yi thought for a while, "You can have a good sleep tomorrow. Have you not had a good sleep this time? You can see the dark circles."

"Is it still called dark circles that are invisible?" Bian Nan twitched.

"The key is you..." Qiu Yi laughed.

"Okay!" Bian Nan interrupted him, "I know what you are going to say, but you are useless. You and Erbao can save a lot of electricity bills at your home... Hey, really, why can you live a life with such a little money..."

"You have a sleep tomorrow," Qiu Yi smiled and put his arm on his shoulder. "Sleep until the afternoon, get up and eat something to put it on first. I'll call you when I'm about to get off work in the evening and come over again."

"Will you go to work in the morning?" Bian Nan asked. According to Qiu Yi's work arrangement, if it was late at night, he would usually be idle in the morning.

"In the morning... I have something to do, I have to go out." Qiu Yi said.

"I'll go with you," Bian Nan said immediately, "What's the matter?"

Qiu Yi glanced at him and hesitated for a moment: "I want to see my mother tomorrow."

"I'll go too," Bian Nan said and looked at Qiu Yi, and scratched his head again, "I don't mean anything else. I just... want to stay with you. Forget it, it's a bit inappropriate."

Qiu Yi was silent for a while, with his arms closed, and he hugged Bian Nan on himself: "I have to go out at 8 o'clock tomorrow. Can you get up?"

"Can get up," Bian Nan smiled, "I got up at five o'clock when I was training."

"You go back to bed now, I'll get off work and wait for me." Qiu Yi said.

"Okay." Bian Nan snapped his fingers.

Under Qiu Yi's guidance, Biannan successfully took the bus and subway back to Yang Xu's house.

I was in a good mood today. I didn't feel too uncomfortable when I saw the dust and messy things in the room. Before taking a shower, he moved the most troublesome boxes to the empty house next to the stairs, all of which were all piled up.

When they came out, their clothes were sandwiched between the two boxes. When they turned around, the two boxes on the top were flirtatiously flipping onto the ground, and the things inside were spread all over the floor.

"Fuck!" Bian Nan was startled, and when he turned around, he coughed twice by the rising dust, "I... fuck..."

He reluctantly turned on the light, squatted on the ground and threw the things into the box.

These things were thrown in a mess when they were in the box, all of which were inexplicable. They picked them up and read them while reading them. They had never used books, and they couldn't understand the original English books, and they were tied together. They didn't know if they could still be lit up. They had old knee braces and wristbands, and even sandbags with loads...

Bian Nan threw the photo frames in the box like that, a box of used cartoon candles, and an old photo album. He tickled, Yang Xu was quite nostalgic, what was left here...the photo album?

Bian Nan took out the album that had been thrown into the box, and hesitated for a while and opened it. In fact, he was really a little curious about Yang Xu.

However, there are no photos in the album. Bian Nan flipped through it and it was all empty.

He threw the album back into the box with some disappointment. After flipping through the album, he saw that there seemed to be a photo on the last page.

He took it out and looked at it, and Bian Nan was stunned.

The photo is a photo of Yang Xu and Shi Jiang. What surprised Bian Nan was that in the photo, both of them were holding rackets, smiling and holding rackets in the same way, blocking half of their faces.

Bian Nan was surprised that Shi Jiang could laugh so happily, and it was nothing more than Shi Jiang's racket. Yang Xu was wearing sportswear and holding the racket surprised Bian Nan, with knee pads, wrist guards, and very professional rackets... Yang Xu also played the ball?

"It's so amazing." Bian Nan stared at the photo for a while, put the album back in the box. He was too lazy to sit or lean on him every day, Yang Xu, who actually played the ball?

With the words "so amazing" in his mind, Bian Nan took a shower, hanged the clothes he had washed before, washed the changed clothes with dish soap, and went back to the room and lay on the bed.

I guess he was really tired. Now there is no change in everything for the time being, making him feel tired. After setting the alarm clock on his phone, he fell asleep before he could play with his phone for a while.

The next day when the alarm clock rang, he was still in his dream. When he heard the alarm clock, his first reaction was that he was running!

So I jumped up from the bed, and habitually jumped towards the dormitory door, and directly hit the wardrobe next to me.

"Oh!" he shouted, and it hurt a lot.

When I arrived at the entrance of Qiu Yi's Hutong, a bag actually appeared on my forehead.

"What's wrong? This is?" Qiu Yi looked at his forehead with a glance.

"I got up too fast in the morning and hit the cabinet." Bian Nan rubbed his teeth and rubbed the bag.

Qiu Yi grabbed his hair: "Do you want me to blow it? When Erbao hit his head when he was a child, he asked me to blow it."

"Get out!" Bian Nan stared at him, thought for a while and looked around, and whispered, "Why would you like to kiss me?"

Qiu Yi smiled and glanced at the side, quickly pulled the back of his head, and kissed him on the forehead.

"Comfortable!" Bian Nan shouted and jumped on the spot, "How can I get over?"

"I can take a taxi, but I can't get to the subway. There is no bus that has passed so early." Qiu Yi said.

No one in Biannan's family passed away, and the old man was still there. This was his first time to come to a cemetery on the outskirts of the city.

Because there are no buildings, the wind blows very fast, and the gloomy sky makes the cemetery look very lonely.

Qiu Yi's mother's tomb was in a very close position. After walking through a long stairs, he stopped beside a row of tombstones.

"I'll wait for you here." Bian Nan said.

"Yeah." Qiu Yi nodded, walked towards the middle, and squatted down in front of a tombstone without going far.

Bian Nan stood in the wind, looking at Qiu Yi squatting in front of the monument silently, and his heart suddenly became a little turbulent.

Many years ago, when Qiu Yi was a child, wasn’t it the same? Will he squat silently in front of his mother’s tombstone? Will he cry?

If Qiu Yi's mother was still alive, what would she be like now?

What would happen if Qiu Yi's mother knew about these things?

Will you be angry?

Bian Nan suddenly remembered the words "disgusting" and frowned.

No.

Bian Nan squatted down, no, Qiu Yi's mother is a gentle person who loves to laugh and sing.
Chapter completed!