Scale

, but it is only now that the words are spoken.

"The circle seems to be...connected."

Quan Wan's expression was very confused, as if to say what's wrong.

"People who haven't turned scales can't get out of the circle. I seem to have sneaked out. Now that the circle has been connected, we are telling us to go back."

He finally understood what Wan Shu meant.

"You want to go?" Quan Wan's voice was a little hoarse.

Wan Shu shook his head: "I won't go. It's just that I'll be weak, so it's okay not to go back."

Quan Wan breathed a sigh of relief.

He took care of Wan Shu very well in the next few days, and Wan Shu hardly had to get out of bed.But Quan Wan still saw him shivering in bed one morning.

He had never seen Wan Shu shivering from the cold.

He went over and grabbed his shoulder, forcing him to look at him - even Wan Shu's pupils became lighter.Distress and fear made Quan Lan's face look terrible: "You tell me clearly, what will happen if you don't go back?"

"It will be a little weak..." Wan Shu's voice was still small.

"Are you a little weak?! You will go back tomorrow."

Wan Shu's eyes widened suddenly.

Quan Wan went on to say: "Isn't it just... Isn't it just a few years, when you become an adult and turn into scales, you can still come back to me."

Wan Shu grabbed his sleeve: "No, Quan Lan... No, not everyone can transform into scales. My scales are black and thick. Don't you know me...It's too thick to shed. It fell... I can't shed it!"

As he said, Wan Shu's scales covered his back thickly and grew deep into his flesh.

"It's useless to scrape it off! Let it fall off by itself! I can't do it, I can't do it!"

Wan Shu's words were like thunder, with a loud bang, blowing his mind into a blur.

Why did it happen all of a sudden, how did it happen all of a sudden.He thought in disbelief.

"Tell me, what will happen if you don't go back?"

Wan Shu was about to cry: "If I go back, I won't be able to get out, Quan Wan, Quan Wan!"

"talk."

His tears finally fell: "...will die."

Silence as death.

After an unknown amount of time, Quan Wan said, "You will leave tomorrow."

Wan Shu rushed over and hugged Quan Wan: "I don't want to go!"

Quan Lan pushed him away inch by inch with force, "Do you want me to watch you die? You might as well let me die."

Wan Shu's face was full of despair, he tried hard to hug him back, but he was weak now, so he was pushed back within a few strokes.He jumped out of bed to keep up with Quan Lan, and bumped into Quan Lan's slammed door at the door.

The sound of locking seemed to ring on the door of his heart.

When Quan Wan came to deliver the meal at noon, he didn't say a word, and didn't even look at him. After the meal, he was about to leave. Wan Shu picked it up: "Quan Lan, let me stay, Quan Lan..."

The pair of hands that used to hold him straight forward, always present and always gentle, firmly pulled him away.

Without hesitation, the master turned around and left.

The door was locked again, and Wan Shu felt that all the strength in his body was about to be drained.

He sat on the ground at a loss, his mind was full of Quan Wan's decisive back.

Shocked and frightened, sad and desperate, he couldn't sleep well at night and woke up several times, each time crying until his pillow was wet.

Early the next morning, Quan Wan came in with a bowl of hot porridge and shook Wan Shu out of bed: "Drink the porridge. I have agreed with Uncle Gong and the school. let's go."

Wan Shu stared at him blankly.

Quan Wan seemed a little unbearable for him to look at him like this, and frowned: "Get up."

Wan Shu shook his head.

He put the bowl aside: "Okay, let's go now."

Wan Shu remained motionless.

Quan You frowned even tighter, and after a while, he suddenly grabbed him.

Wan Shu violently resisted.Neither of them said a word, they used brute force to force each other to compromise, just like two stubborn bulls.

In terms of strength, Quan Lan was even better.He dragged Wan Shu all the way out of the gate, hugged him with both hands, and carried him out like he did when he was brought in. Wan Shu's struggle made the journey to the beach extremely difficult, but no matter how long the road was, he would end it. No, he forcibly threw the man into the water: "Go back quickly."

Wan Shu struggled to sit up, and was about to say something when Quan Wan said, "I changed the lock, you can't get in."

Wan Shu froze.

He never imagined that Quan Wan would do this.

He can no longer enter the house that has held him for six years, his, home.

"Where else can you go?"

Where else could he go but the depths of the cold sea?

When he came back to his senses, Quan Wan had disappeared.

It was as if he had been beaten back to his original form, turning back into that seven or eight-year-old child, sitting in the cold sea water on a deep winter morning, crying loudly.

Quan Wan left the beach and sat in the dessert shop he frequented all day without even eating much.

Finally the store closed, he was kicked out and had to go home.

He walked back on the familiar path, and when he was far away, he stopped forcibly.

A familiar figure was curled up by the side of the road, leaning against the door.

At that moment, Quan Yun almost collapsed.

His heart throbbed and his breathing became difficult.This is the child he has raised for six years.He watched him grow up little by little, his hands and feet were slowly elongated, his eyebrows were eyebrows, his eyes were eyes, he finally looked cheerful, and the stammering and timid little thing was about to disappear gone.At this time, another hand came in brutally, trying to tear them apart.

He approached the figure.

As if hearing the movement behind him, Wan Shu trembled and turned around—his hair color also became lighter.

"elder brother……"

The surging sadness finally burst out, Quan Lan gritted his teeth and said: "Get lost!"

He looked haggard, and when he said this word, he looked like a wild ghost on the roadside.

Wan Shu looked at him, the light in his eyes flickered, and finally dimmed.

He didn't speak any more, stood up unsteadily, and walked towards the beach step by step.He was exhausted and fell on the way.The sea water slowly overflowed his head, and he never looked back.

Quan Wan watched him walk into the sea, as if looking at the boundless sea, burying the endless tenderness of the past.

Life has given you many hardships, many partings, what is the end of suffering?

Quan Wan took a dorm in the second half of his third year of high school, and went home once a month, but he didn't hire a part-time worker to clean it. Every time he went home, there was a layer of dust inside.

Quan Lan's grades have always been very good. After graduation, he was admitted to a good college in other provinces. He would come back to take a look during the holidays when he was a freshman and sophomore. Later, he sold the house and bought a new one near the university. He lived there. Next, I plan to find a job in that city after graduation.

He still occasionally runs back to this city to get together with his old classmates, usually he sleeps on the floor of any classmate's house, stays for two or three days and then leaves.

After graduating from senior year, classmates from elementary school, junior high school, high school, and university gathered together. One day I would play cards at this house all night, and the next day I would be drunk at that house.

Quan Wan got together and felt that he had become a fool and didn't want to accompany them in a mess, so he immediately wanted to book a plane ticket for tomorrow to fly back to his clean and tidy little house, but was held back by Da Shi, one of his best friends since he was a child.

"Come on, we've all graduated, we're all in the same place after all, can't you leave a few days later, will you still sing K tomorrow night?"

It's more like a fool not to stay alone in his house.

"Okay, put out the cigarette, I'm going to be stinked to death by you."

The man surnamed Quan was the uncle, and he said he would not light cigarettes indoors if he was not allowed to do so. Dashi and the rest of the people sensibly put out the cigarettes.

In the evening, the others dispersed, leaving Dashi and him alone.

Dashi pulls him into a heart-to-heart chat, from his returnee cousin to his wonderful roommate to his broken-up girlfriend, his thoughts circle the world several times, and finally, somehow, the topic turns to him.

"Hey, Quan Wan, do you want to live in the place where you study in the future?"

"probably."

"I don't understand you. Why do you travel so far? It takes hours to fly to meet each other."

"It's not like I won't come back."

"Then don't sell the house." Dashi looked a little bit pained, "It was so convenient to have a party before, buy some wine and barbecue together, and your brother will help after eating..."

Oh, it's over.

Said what should not have been said again.Dashi condemned himself in his heart, and began to apologize fluently: "I'm sorry I made a mistake, Brother Quan, I don't have a brain, I keep saying things that are so stupid..."

"Okay, I'm fine." Quan Wan waved his hand.

Dashi looked at him in surprise.

"Why." He looked back, "It's been several years, why are you still holding on to it, can't I just make myself happy."

Dashi smiled: "Okay, that's good, I'm happy today, I'll open a bottle of Erguotou again."

"Whoever drinks with you, I will sleep."

The wine was not finished in the end, Quan Wan was so tired that he fell asleep after being talked about for a long time.

The next day he sent Dashi away. In the afternoon, he went to the dessert shop alone for a while. He remembered to order something to eat, but he stopped when he was about to call the waiter.

Holding a piece of strawberry cake in one hand, it was placed on his table.

He looked up that hand inexplicably.

His stature has grown a lot, at least as tall as him, his facial features have not changed much, his baby fat has lost weight, his chin has become sharper, and his childishness has faded away without a trace. His eyes are always black and big, filled with Smiling, looking at him.

"elder brother."

Quan Lan's eyes looked at him without blinking, and they quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, filled with water vapor, and tears pattered on the table.

He was crying so unpreparedly that Wan Shu immediately stepped forward to hug him after being stunned: "Don't cry, don't cry, you see I'm back, I won't leave again this time."

Quan Wan cried so hard that she couldn't speak, and choked up for a while before she opened her mouth: "...how long have you been peeking at me?"

Wan Shu froze.

"Wait until the cake comes, but don't come and talk to me, are you promising?"

Wan Shu let go of him embarrassingly, and sincerely apologized: "I was wrong."

Quan Wan didn't ask him how he got out, presumably Hua Lin suffered a lot when he couldn't see it, but Wan Shu didn't mention it, so he didn't ask.

What does that have to do with it? Now that people are in front of him, he is full of heart and eyes, and he just wants to cherish the present and live every year from now on.Since the bitterness of the past is over, let it turn into ashes and disperse.

Quan Lan took the cake, dug it down and took the first bite: "I'll tell you something."

"Ok?"

"I sold the house. I also sold your game console, comic book, basketball and so on."

"...You are too ruthless."

"Those look uncomfortable, but I kept the photos..."

The end of suffering is the long time that life will give you after the twists and turns.

The author has something to say: the mountain spring flows loosely around the street, and the ten thousand trees and peach blossoms reflect the small buildings.

Reading the Taoist books leisurely, I look at combing my hair under the crystal curtain.

——"Lisi Part Two" (Tang) Yuan Zhen