Good Samaritan Mr Yu

Shen Yu and Zhong Simo stayed at the Longze Hotel, which is familiar to both of them, that night, but Shen Yu did not stay in the ordinary single room this time, but followed Zhong Simo to the top-level suite, as if he was about to put " "Recalling the old" is the same in the end, it is actually Suite 5 again.

Shen Yu shook his head with emotion with the room card, and entered the exclusive elevator with a smile when Zhong Simo cast a suspicious look. When he sent the drunk man back to the hotel half a year ago, he never expected that one day in the future he would live in this suite with this person.

As a high-end hotel near the shooting base, Longze has done a good job of privacy protection in order to meet the special needs of the stars. It is said that the boss himself is not an ordinary person. No one thought that Shen Yu and Zhong Simo, who were supposed to be filming and working in Beijing, would come to Jing City late at night, and they didn't have too much defense.

After a good night’s sleep, when Shen Yu woke up the next morning, Zhong Simo had washed up and sat on the sofa opposite the big bed to read in the morning.

"Morning." Seeing Shen Yu wake up, Zhong Simo removed his eyes from the book in his hand and smiled.

"Morning." Shen Yu also smiled, stretched and got up, everything is so warm and natural.

After washing slowly, Shen Yu walked into the bedroom again, changing his pajamas and asking, "What are you reading?"

"Celebrity Biography." Zhong Simo raised his hand to the cover of the book provided by this hotel suite, and gently read it out.

"Such a person is born to be deceived by love, a victim of love. He is indeed so. He is constantly in love, upside down like drunkenness, and he keeps dreaming of happiness, but immediately disillusioned, followed by sorrow. "

"Beethoven?" Shen Yu asked, leaning against the window, recalling the contents of the book he had read many years ago. Zhong Simo's voice is low and soothing. It is a precious pastime to quietly listen to him read a paragraph or two in the morning.

"Beethoven's fullest inspiration should be explored in this reincarnation, which is sometimes loved and sometimes proudly resisted. It is not until a considerable age that his passionate personality calms down in sadness and tolerance."

Zhong Simo did not answer and continued to read, until the end of the paragraph, he closed the book in his hand.

"I have always felt that Beethoven was so immersed in love after a period of love. It is very sad and unrealistic to imagine that a true love can appear to heal all the traumas of his childhood."

Zhong Simo smiled and put the book back on the shelf beside him. People's thinking and cognition are always changing with the changes of age and experience, and he is very lucky to have met enough people to change his life.

Zhong Simo didn't say these words, got up and stretched out his hand to Shen Yu, "May I invite you to a place, Mr. Yu?"

Shen Yu faintly felt something in his heart, took Zhong Simo's hand, thought about it, and kissed him on the cheek, "Can we go anywhere together?"

Including every inch of life in the future until death.

The sun hadn't fully risen in the early morning. After a light rain last night, the air was damp and cold. Shen Yu and Zhong Simo drove away from the hotel and drove all the way to the suburbs of Jing City.

After about half an hour, there are not many tall buildings in the surrounding area. The lush bushes peculiar to the south are piled on both sides of the narrower and narrower roads, and it seems that they have not been affected by the late autumn at all.

Zhong Simo parked his car in a dilapidated and small parking lot, took Shen Yu out of the car, and after walking for a few minutes along a stone-stepped path, he leaped over the trees and through the wall, and came to a cemetery that did not occupy too much ground. .

In the early morning of late autumn, no one except them would choose to pay homage to their loved ones at this time. In the empty space, only a few unknown birds sang in the distant tree.

Shen Yu stopped suddenly and stood in place with a complex and heavy mood. Zhong Simo didn't say anything and didn't move. He stood quietly in front and waited for his arrival, just like in his life for more than two decades. Waiting.

Shen Yu took a breath, stepped forward and took Zhong Simo's hand, responding to him with a stronger and warmer grip.

"Although my grandfather is well-known in academia and has a wealth of economic conditions, his daily life is very simple and he does not like to spend more time on material enjoyment. His funeral was not held at all, and the cemetery was chosen here according to his last wish. He said that the environment here is quiet and undisturbed, and the price is cheap so as not to cost money if you die..."

Zhong Simo took Shen Yu's hand and walked to the two inconspicuous tombstones in the corner, and said softly as he looked at the benevolent old man in the photo.

"Later my mother died and was buried beside him."

"..." Shen Yu looked at the photos on the two tombstones, an old man with gray hair and glasses with a gentle smile, and a woman with long hair and pure eyes. Their faces were somewhat similar to those of Zhong Simo. Kind and amiable, he seems to be watching the two people in front of the tombstone through the distant time.

Zhong Simo didn't say anything, just reached out his hand to touch the cold tombstone, and smiled after a long time.

"I didn’t believe in the existence of ghosts and souls in this world, but whenever this happens, I desperately and surely hope that they are still watching me somewhere and seeing everything about me, so that I can You can use these to comfort and restrain yourself."

"Many times I believe that the eternal souls of the dead are only the hopes of the living, but it is precisely because we still believe that they exist, and care about them so much, that they live forever in the spiritual world, don't they?" Shen Yu saw Zhong Simo and fell silent again. , The language of the organization speaks its own views.

If Zhong Simo's mother and grandfather could still see them, what would they think of themselves next to Zhong Simo? Shen Yu thought dreamily, closing his eyes and bowing deeply to the tombstone in front of him.

If you are still watching everything in the world somewhere, please give your children to me with confidence. He has grown up to be a mature enough real man, and I will work with him for the rest of my life.

On the way back, neither of them spoke, and an undercurrent of unknown emotions surged in the silent atmosphere.

When the car was about to enter the city, at a fork in the road, Zhong Simo suddenly turned the car to a side road and stopped, seeming to have endured it for a long time.

"Shen Yu." Zhong Simo called out the name seriously, and Shen Yu turned his head after hearing the sound, his eyes full of solemnity and expectation.

"Would you like to marry me?"

Zhong Simo originally thought that he would choose on a special day, in a carefully planned venue, when everything is just right after a fun and joyful event, he would use affectionate and touching words to ask this vow of being together for a lifetime. .

But now, there are no flowers, no lights, not even a piece of cake or a balloon. Both of them are wearing ordinary clothes. In an ordinary rented car, Zhong Simo suddenly said this sentence without embellishment. Marriage proposal.

Shen Yu felt that this was the best time and the most touching love story.

"I am willing." He smiled suddenly, feeling a little moist in his eyes, and a sentence set the trust and responsibility of his life.

Would you like to marry me? Regardless of whether you marry or marry, it is just that one soul deeply loves another soul, longing to know each other forever. For the rest of my life, we will be responsible for each other and advance and retreat together.

Of course I do.

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Proposal, only the last chapter of the text is left~

The two books guided by Zhong Zhong in the article are quoted from "The Biography of Famous People"