He Xuchunqiu

A snow in the Qingming Festival, like a draped curtain, will quietly bury the secrets revealed in the wind and those who have no excuses.

He Xuren and Xu Ran stayed in the cemetery for a while, and walked past countless tombstones of "loving wife and husband", "loving father and loving mother", "best friend and respectful teacher", every step under their feet seemed to be urged by the wind and snow Whiteheads until death.

The two walked out of the cemetery and walked slowly along the sidewalk paved with water-absorbing bricks. He Shi's hands were still shivering with cold in his coat pockets.

Xu Ran knew who was afraid of the cold, especially his hands, from childhood to adulthood.

He really wanted to hold someone's hand, but there were too many pedestrians along the way, and the distance between them could only keep the width of a friend, which was reasonable and courteous.

Walking under a certain tree, Xu Ran suddenly asked someone to wait for him, and then ran away.

The snow has become much smaller. How can anyone bury half of his face in the upright woolen collar, only revealing two bloodshot eyes due to sadness, watching Xu Ran's back turning into a white sky in a daze. a little.

There was no snow under the tree, so he waited until his hands and feet felt a little numb, but he still stubbornly looked at the direction Xu Ran was leaving, and he didn't even change his standing posture.

Who is still afraid, afraid that if he moves, Xu Ran will not recognize him, and then walk away from him like many people before.

After a while, until someone's eyes were blown into snowflakes by the wind, the tall figure moved from far to near again, with a sweet smell.

"Take it, try it!" Xu Ran came back running, panting and biting the words with different degrees of severity, "There are a lot of people buying at Sweet Potato Shop, I queued for a long time."

Who took the plastic bag from Xu Ran, and there was a tightly wrapped paper bag inside.

When the yellow paper skin was uncovered, a whole sweet potato appeared. The dark purple potato skin was baked into a caramel-colored crispy skin. When two fingers pinched one corner, it released the oily yellow and sweet heat.

"Thank you." He Xuren's hands were burned until he regained consciousness, and his eyes were bent so that he could only accommodate Xu Ran's figure.

"Let's go, we're almost at the next subway station after eating." Xu Ran naturally pressed He Xuren's shoulder, half pushing him to take a step forward.

Whoever takes a bite of the soft and glutinous potato meat, the teeth seem to be scalded to sense the sweetness, and there is a layer of mist on the glasses, which looks silly and cute.

"Take off your glasses and eat." Xu Ran took off someone's glasses with one hand, then closed them and put them in his coat pocket.

"Okay." He Xu only took a small bite this time, and the sweetness warmed from the tip of the tongue to the stomach like a trickle.

After taking a few more mouthfuls, no one remembered Xu Ran: "Do you want to eat?"

He Xuren's eyes were really beautiful, like two pieces of amber embedded with broken gold, Xu Ran felt restless when he looked at him, his Adam's apple rolled, and his steady breathing became chaotic again.

I want to kiss you so much, who the hell.

April passed quickly, and the temperature from winter to spring only lasted for a few days. In early May, some courses were over and exams began.

The person in front of Xu Ran seems to have no unspeakable shackles. Although he is still as quiet as before, he can often see the naked love in his eyes, unobstructed, like the Gobi Desert in full bloom under the scorching sun flower.

The hundred steps between two people is no longer Xu Ran's own efforts to bear the weight alone, but He Hui seems to have broken free from the shackles of the soul and rushed towards him. The distance between the two is only the breath and heartbeat of each other.

The school held a campus singer contest in mid-May. Every evening, people sang on the temporary stage. Every night, young people were crazy, singing about known or unknown love-hate parting.

At the end of May, on the last day of the competition, the people on the stage changed from group to group, and the contestants at the curtain call became everyone, every possible singer.

"...I want to stay but can't stay is the loneliest. I haven't finished my tenderness and only Li Ge..." A senior on the stage expressed his heartfelt feelings hoarsely with a microphone, and someone off the stage sang loudly in chorus.

The people on the stage sang stories, and the people in the audience heard their own stories.

Seeing that the song "Li Ge" came to an end, someone suddenly walked backstage, Xu Ran stood less than ten meters away from him, watched what he was talking to the host, and walked towards him unhurriedly .

After listening to a few words, the host nodded again and again, with a smile on his face, communicated with the students playing the accompaniment for a while, and then came to the stage and announced the name of the next song.

Take Metochurch.

Who's track.

How many people don't know where their courage comes from, holding the microphone and stepping on the iron steps to the stage.There was a bustling crowd under the stage, He Shi was still a little stage frightened, and the microphone was slowly and tremblingly raised to his mouth.

"Mylover's gothumor (my love though funny). He's the giggleata funeral

(Nor should the Lord laugh at His funeral). Knows everyone's disapproval (knows everyone's disapproval)..."

Who secretly replaced "she" with "he" in the first sentence, no one cared except Xu Ran.

"...I wasbornsickbutiloveit (I was born crippled but I am willing). Commandmebewell (Holy decree I must be completed). A-amenamenamen (Amen). Takemetochurch (Take me to church). I'llworshiplikeadogattheshrineofyourlies (I will be like a faithful dog) Your lies are worshiped as gods). I'lltellyoumysinsandyoucansharpenyourknife (for all my sins you can sharpen your knife)..."

This was the first time Xu Ran saw someone sing a song so hard, and he stopped opening his eyes to see the people in the audience while singing.

"... Ifi'mapaganofthegoodtimes

(If in the heyday, I would be a heretic). Mylover'sthesunlight (My love is the sun)..."

He Xuren's eyes opened again, only Xu Ran's light was in his eyes.

At the end of the song, who bowed: "Thank you."

There was thunderous applause in the audience, and the accompaniment echoed in everyone's ears. He stepped off the stage in a hurry, thinking only of Xu Ran's side.

"Singing well." Xu Ran held someone's hand accurately in the dimly lit crowd, and whispered praise in his ear.

"Thank you." He Xuren's face was illuminated with colorful colors by the turning lights.

"Wait for me." Xu Ran patted He Xuren's face and stepped onto the stage.

"I'm here to sing a song and give it to someone I like." Xu Ran's voice was amplified by the sound system, and the crowd cheered when he said this.

"To escape the loneliness of being apart, I would rather be uncomfortable together..." Xu Ran's Cantonese was a bit broken, but fortunately, he was very handsome, so no one booed him at all.

"...It should be more than one time that I fantasized about how to escape, but I haven't given up the desire to compromise. Maybe I have already fallen in love with my fellow kidnapper, Kuhai Cihang..."

He Xuren was amused by the Mandarin lyrics that Xu Ran sang occasionally, and tears overflowed every time he laughed.

Stockholm lover?How can anyone feel that their heart has already become Xu Ran's captive, and the light in the dark night is always better than the scorching sun in a sunny day.

"...I am an accomplice, definitely an accomplice." Xu Ran never took his eyes off anyone, he didn't know if he had also become a captured prisoner.

I am an accomplice, and if what we have done is outrageous, we are sinners together.

"Do you think my singing is good or not?" Xu Ran turned the microphone to the audience and looked at who with a smirk.

Everyone didn't care about the pronoun he used when speaking, and collectively said: "It sounds good!"

Who's voice was drowned in the crowd, Xu Ran watched his lips open slightly, and finally turned into a smile.

It sounds good.

Xu Ran understood the tenderness on his lips, and smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth.

"I love you." Xu Ran's words were like a boulder thrown into the water, successfully stirring up a huge wave of boiling voices.

Xu Ran actually said six words. After "I love you", there were three words "who is it?" He turned off the microphone when he said the name.

Your name is engraved in my heart, and I don't need others to covet it.