MTL - King of Classical Music-~ 307. Ten years 10

When Kedori returned to the house at the end of the evening, when he opened the door, he saw the man sitting at the table. He was a little surprised for a moment, then he changed his shoes and asked: "Mr. Elder, have you not gone yet?"

Answering him is the quiet and calm look of Visk. The red bloodshot eyes filled with a pair of eyes, and the ice-blue pupil seemed to precipitate a bit of turbidity in the dim light of the living room. Visk kept gazing at Kedori for a long time. He whispered for a long time and asked: " How was your day?"

This words, as if hesitated in the blind for a long time to say, in the place under the table, Kedori can not see, Visk held his fingers tightly, waiting forward to wait for Kedori's answer.

However, after Kedori only replied with a "good", there was no more sound.

The expectations on Visk’s face were annihilated.

They used to see each other less, basically one day a phone call, Kedori will tell him what he did on this day in the most gentle tone, and smiled and asked him how he was doing this day. Sometimes Visk is too busy, and he doesn't care about these words. Now, he wants to get this answer again, but his beloved is no longer willing to say it.

Thinking of this, Visk’s heart was empty. He looked at the other side and hung his clothes on the hanger. After a long time, he finally couldn’t help but ask: “You...you want to eat? I fried the steak a little. I didn't expect you to come back so late, so the steak was a bit cold." As he said, Visk took the plate and walked to the kitchen. "I will help you get hot."

Seeing Kedori reluctantly shook his head and said: "No, Mr. Elder, I came back to eat with friends before I came back. I didn't expect you to stay here and not return to London, I am sorry." After a pause, Kedori smiled and asked: "When are you going back to London? Is there anything the Elder Group needs to deal with?"

Wesker stood in front of the kitchen with a plate. He stared at Kedori for a long time with complicated eyes, and then he shook his head: "Well, I’ve been busy for a while, now it’s a lot better." Lying, actually The days of the group are really busy, he is overwhelmed.

Kedori nodded noddedly: "This way... But Mr. Elder, I think it's better to go back to London earlier. After all, there are still a lot of things at work. You are so ruined... Not so good?"

When he heard the other person's concern, Visk's eyes lit up: "You don't have to worry about me. I will handle things as soon as possible here. Are you caring about me? Kedori, in fact, if you really want us If I can get along a little more, I will try to come to Berlin as much as possible so that we can have more..." A lot of things.

"You seem to be mistaken."

Kedori’s helpless voice interrupted Visk’s words. He only saw the other side laughing and said: “In fact, you are here, really disturbing my life. I have a few friends who are coming to the party in a few days, they see You... I’m afraid it’s not easy to introduce. After all, you and my sister are just married, so you live here, I usually live inconveniently, and normal social interaction will be affected.”

After a pause for a while, Kedori smiled and curled his lips and looked at Visk: "So, if you really want to stay in Berlin... can you go out and find a hotel?"

A cold water poured from the head, and Visk stared at Kedori for a long time before he trembled and asked, "Do you want me to leave?"

Kdori frowned in a dilemma: "Sorry, after all, you are really inconvenient here. If you don't mind, I can help you find a hotel. Now your relationship with me is not like that in the past, I am not at home. When you stayed here, I don’t think it’s so good, so I will help you find a hotel so that you can move in tomorrow.”

"Kdori..."

Wen Yajun's man smiled and raised his head: "Well?"

Visk's twilight complexly stares at the lover in front of him. It is still a familiar warm smile. It is still a gentle and calm tone. He is as soft as ever, and his eyes are as quiet as ever. However, the love that once looked at him has disappeared invisibly.

As his lover said yesterday, the love is still preserved, but it is only preserved, and it can no longer be opened. Knowing the "love" thing, but already can't perceive that emotion, just as you know that time is passing, but you don't know why it is passing.

Love, still love, but tired enough to know how to love, mental numbness, soul weakness.

but! Why do these appear between him and Cdori? !

He can clearly feel the heartbreak that is stung by indifference and neglect. He can also feel that his lover is no longer watching his grief with a burning eye. His body and soul are divided into two halves. The body is intact, but the soul is tortured into pieces by love.

Today, all day, Visk wore all the bread into his stomach, and then never got a drop of water. He quickly gave the company's affairs to his confidant on the phone, and then he thought about how to save his lover's heart.

Karen knows Kedori, and Visk is also natural.

Seven years of getting along, the close combination of body and mind, let Visk know what kind of person Kedori is. His mind is delicate, gentle, always remembers the benefits of everyone, and actively forgets the bad things of the other.

On this day, the more I thought, the more Vissk began to reflect on how much he had hurt Kedori. Can make such a gentle person desperate to break to this point, which shows that he really hurt the other side of the hole, and finally died completely...

Do not! Never give up!

Actively neglecting the "disarming contract", Visk kept thinking about what he should do and let Kedori know how hot and sincere he is to his love. Now he really can't give up his right to status, but apart from that, he is willing to do anything for Kedori! Even if he was quietly waiting for him to come back at home, even after trying hard to make breakfast, he was ignored by the other party.

However, Visk never imagined that he was so low and low that he did not exchange for Kedori's softness. Kedori didn't care if he didn't enter a drop of water this day, and he didn't care that he burned a few blisters for the oil that was splashed by the steak. Instead, he was single-minded—

Drive him away.

The heart hurts as if it can't breathe, but the wisdom of the years has made Visk not show a trace. He heard himself asking in a calm voice: "As long as I don't live in your home, will you be happy?"

Kdori took a brief glance and then reluctantly said: "If you really want to live here, I don't want to drive you away. But I have to be busy with the orchestra every day, I really can't take care of you."

"You used to have time!"

"But Mr. Elder, now I don't want to squeeze every minute of every minute for your efforts. I want to live leisurely and leisurely, I don't want to count the minutes and seconds so tightly. So I really have nothing. The extra time is given to you and you can't take care of you. It's better to stay in a convenient hotel."

Listening to the lover’s words so calmly, the last smear of Visk’s eyes was completely extinguished.

He gently placed the plate in his hand on the table, and then slowly took off his apron. When his fingers appeared in Kedori's field of vision, the latter asked strangely: "Is your finger hurt, Mr. Elder?"

Visk was shocked, then he looked up at Kdori and nodded. "Well, I was burnt a few times when I fried the steak."

Kdori heard a slight brow and said: "Then you have to pay attention to it, but I think it is only a little red now, and I don't think it will be in the way." When he said this, Kedori still stood still. Did not mean to go forward.

And Visk stared at him for a long time, eventually closing his eyes, and then went straight to the entrance. When he opened the door, he turned his head, as if trying to pretend to be calm, but still looking sadly at the people in the living room. One sentence said: "Today, I only ate bread. I haven't drank a drop of water yet. I have been thinking about how I can make you understand my mind. Finally, I think I should give you a warm home. When you come back, you can see me and see our home. When I fry the steak, my hand was burned out with two bubbles. It was very painful at the time, but I was thinking, if you eat this steak, maybe you will I can feel my mood at the time."

"Kidori, now I tell you all this, can you tell me what you feel?"

Wen Yan, Jun Ya Xiulang's man sighed helplessly, then smiled and said: "Mr. Elder, thank you for your good, I have told you that my love for you has not subsided yet, but in There is a layer of invisible film between my heart and my love. I know that I love you, but my heart is so numb that I can't feel the love. So... can you understand? ”

Close your eyes and block all the heat from the flood. For a long time, Visk slowly opened his eyes and looked at Kedori with the blue glaciers like the sea. He said, "You said, you like my eyes most, you want to warm the indifference in my heart. Do you still remember?"

Kedori gently shook his head: "Mr. Elder, you really don't have to say it, my heart tells me 'I love you very much', but my heart also tells me that it doesn't know how to appreciate it. Love is kind. Maybe that kind of love used to be sweet joy, maybe that kind of love used to be bitter and sad, but now it is only calm and calm."

Long-lasting silence emerged between the two.

After waiting for a long time, Visk slowly lowered his head and let the hair block his eyes. Then he said with a hoarse voice: "Is it like this... I understand. I won't bother you anymore." , Kedori. That 'Bunier' is a gift I gave you, you don't need to give me money, you don't need to give it back to me, just do it... just as a sister's fiancé to give you a meeting. ""

"It's too late, where are you going?"

Visk did not raise his head: "I have a place to go."

“Is it a hotel?”

"Ok."

"Then you pay attention to safety, be careful on the road."

Visk turned and stepped out of the door. He suddenly thought: "Can you tell me your number, Kedori? Since you have completely put it down, then... you won't deliberately not tell me your new number?"

Wen Yan, Kedori gave a slight glimpse, then smiled: "Well, you tell me your number, I will call you right away."

"Don't you already carry my number?"

"Sorry, Mr. Elder, I am a little busy recently, and I don't remember your number."

"...well, I am writing a note to you."

Weisk walked into the room again, looking for paper and pen. When he was writing with his pen, he saw a slender hand in front of him. Visk looked up at the hand and saw Kedori looking at him and said: "You don't have to write a note, you can report it to me."

Visk clenched his pen's fingers, as if he had returned seven years ago. He had secretly written his phone on a note and stuck it in the palm of a young Kedori. This dazzling, it has been seven years.

Wesker calmly reported his number, then turned and walked out of the gate, and the pace disappeared steadily at the corner of the apartment. Just as he walked out of the gate, there was a ruthless closing sound behind him, as if he had to cut everything off and shut it down.

After the door, he kissed the warm lips countless times; now, his lover will only tell him in a gentle and calm tone: "Mr. Elder, we have never been in contact."

After all, he was still wrong. Visk Elder covered his eyes with his hands, letting liquid flow out of his eyes, through his fingers, and wet the white shirt cuffs.

For more than three decades, he never cried as much as he did this night.

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