migratory birds do not return

Fortunately, Du Baigong didn't have any other problems on the way to the hospital, but he was rushed to the operating room as soon as he arrived. Anxious and restless, like nocturnal animals fearing the dawn and wandering around anxiously.

The operation time was neither long nor short. Hou Xiao hung his breath for several hours, but finally became sleepy, as if he was subconsciously afraid to face the result later, and fell asleep on the bench.Du Chengli asked someone to take him back to Du Baigong's ward first. After hesitating for a while, he called Du's father.

Although there were no serious consequences in the end, after this encounter, Du Baigong was able to walk away from the gate of hell firmly. When he woke up, he couldn't even open his eyes, and he couldn't speak clearly. Write to communicate with people.

Du Chengli stayed with him all night, and left in a hurry the next morning.Hou Xiao had a nightmare and woke up suddenly. He saw Du Baigong was gesturing blindly to the ceiling with his hands up. Stay together quietly.

Du Baigong noticed that Hou Xiao was emotionally wrong, he touched and grabbed his hand, and began to write stroke by stroke with his index finger. It took several minutes before Hou Xiao got close to Du Baigong's ear. Bian replied, "I'm fine. Your brother told me all about it."

Feeling that the hand holding his wrist suddenly strengthened, Hou Xiao smiled, a little triumphant.Du Baigong pinched his palm punitively, and wrote a few more words: "See what you can do."

"You don't know, when you fainted suddenly, I..." My throat rolled up and down, and Hou Xiao continued with difficulty, "I feel like I'm going crazy, the kind of delirious, unrecognizable relatives."

Du Baigong squinted his eyes, and there was a hazy fog in front of his eyes, but he still accurately captured Hou Xiao's slightly trembling lips, and lowered his head to kiss them.

"Sweet." He wrote in Hou Xiao's palm.

"Sweet fart!" Hou Xiao objected to his behavior that he was not easy to fight back because of his illness. He stared at Du Baigong and muttered softly, "I haven't eaten any candy."

Du Baigong smiled, took his fingers into the palm of his hand, and wrote a few more words: "You are sweet, what do you want candy for?"

Hou Xiao blushed at what he said, and wanted to pull his hand away, but Du Baigong didn't let him go, instead he was held even tighter.

Hou Xiao lowered his head, glanced at the tattoo on Du Baigong's body from the corner of his eye, and realized that its traces had faded a lot, so he asked softly, "What is that tattoo?"

Du Baigong was also silent for a while this time, and then slowly wrote: "It's the peace talisman my mother begged for me. The pattern on it."

Hou Xiao hurriedly grabbed his hand to prevent him from writing anymore, as if he was touched by a soft fist indistinctly, his heart ached overflowing, he wanted to comfort Du Baigong, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to Throw out a very pale sentence: "You will get better."

This winter was extremely cold, and while Du Baigong was hospitalized, Hou Xiao ran back to Liyuan to clear his things, said goodbye to the old lady, and drove back.Sometimes Du Chengli would come to chat with them. He was always talking about serious things, but suddenly the topic changed and he got into some other matters. He and Du Baigong quarreled and quarreled. An opportunity to take advantage of.

Hou Xiao used to learn two dishes from his grandmother at home. This time, he asked Ruan Tang for the key to the house he rented outside the school. Apprentices become formal apprentices.

Du Baigong watched him busy, and sometimes suddenly thought, what should he do in the future to be worthy of Hou Xiao's liking and the luck of being liked by Hou Xiao.

Hou Xiao originally took the leave of absence from school to make up for his father's regret, but now he used it all to greet Du Baigong.One year is not long or short, but it must be very long for Hou Xiao, so that he has been tormented to pieces by his ulterior secret, so it is only now that he has exhausted it so intently Trying to please Du Baigong in various ways, like fearing that Du Baigong will recover from his illness and his rationality will return, and he feels that he is impulsive and shouldn't say he likes it.

Seeing that Hou Xiao was about to make tea, Du Baigong sighed, reached out and grabbed his collar, pulled him back forcefully, and said helplessly, "You don't have to run around, my brother is not as diligent as you. "

"That's because he's used to it. Isn't this... the first time for me." Hou Xiao lowered his head, "Then I'll just sit down."

As he said that, he really pulled up a chair and sat upright. He had never seen Hou Xiao like this in class before.Du Baigong wanted to laugh, but also felt bitter. Indeed, when a person insists on something for too long, even if the big dream comes true in the end, he will live in a sense of uneasiness. It's too late", Hou Xiao desperately finds something to do in order to cover up this feeling.

"Sometimes I think, I'm not good, I'm not a very good person, and I will be proud of my favor and do a lot of bad things." Du Baigong wrenched his fingers, "Why do you like me? Woolen cloth?"

"You say that like I'm a perfect guy." Hou Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth, but relaxed his body, "I think I'm very lucky."

"Ok?"

"Stay with you." Hou Xiao stretched his arms, "No matter who I stay with, I don't have this feeling, only when I'm with you... Ah, the water is boiling, I'm going to fill the kettle. "

"Sit down!"

"I haven't made lunch yet, I have to go back."

"Hou Xiao!"

Hou Xiao stopped walking when he heard this, took a step back, and blinked: "Are you angry?"

"Guess." Du Baigong stretched out his hand and pinched the back of Hou Xiao's neck. The latter suppressed a smile, and finally had to reach out and pinch his paws to pat the quilt, and said righteously, "Would you like me again?" If you move around like this, I will add a lot of peppers to your lunch, and it will burn you to death."

"Oh, can you bear it?" Du Baigong lowered the corners of his eyes and put on a pitiful look, "I'm going to be bored to death here every day to maintain my health, and you want to poison my stomach, God forbids it."

"Forget it, let your brother deliver it today, I won't do it." Hou Xiao couldn't bear his appearance, so he had to admit defeat, pulled up a chair and sat down, "What do you want to play, rock-paper-scissors?"

"Okay." Du Baigong narrowed his eyes, "If I win three rounds in a row, will you give it to me, Lao Hou? It hurts, hurts...don't grab my arm."

It turned out that it was just "too late", not "too late".

-over.

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①Excerpt from "Snow Country" by Kawabata Yasunari

For other things, I will write quq sleepy tomorrow. I have to do my homework tomorrow. See xdd for the next article.