soft hedgehog

The peace charm was dangling on the backpack, and the rope was changed twice.The ring dangled from his neck, and after a while moved to his hand.

Before graduation, Wang Teng saw the plain circle between Ji Tong's fingers and asked him in surprise, "Are you engaged?"

"What look? Thanks ring finger, I'm married."

On New Year's Eve that year in Yansan, he and Liang Yuchen served tea and kowtowed to their parents, and they were already a famous couple.Liang Yuchen said that after graduation, he would take him abroad to obtain a certificate, and he could serve wine as he liked, if he was happy, and if he was not happy, he would not.

Ji Tong said that he is not happy for the time being, so he will not show it for the time being.

There are two reasons for his displeasure. One is that the 20 shares given by his father Ji Jianbin when he got married was taken away by his mother as makeup money. He dared not speak out; I quarreled with the decoration company three or four times, and I had to write a thesis and watch the monitoring supervisor every day, which was quite time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Speaking of the new house, the address was carefully selected by Liang Yuchen, Building No. [-] of the Family Court.Ji Tong agrees [-]% that it is convenient for him to live nearby, and it is convenient for his parents to take care of them when they are older.What's more important is that everyone in the family courtyard knows the basics, gossips are finished behind closed doors, but in person, they are amicable, which is exactly what he wants.

Before the new house was installed and ventilated, he and Liang Yuchen still lived in the old couple's house, but the upper and lower bunk beds had been replaced with double beds.

In the evening, Liang Yuchen worked at his desk. He lay on the bed with his elbows propped up to observe his brother, and saw that the paint on the temples of the glasses had peeled off.

"Hey, it's time to change your glasses again."

Liang Yuchen hummed, and the keyboard crackled.

"Did you hear?"

"I heard."

"I'm going to move the day after tomorrow, so let's change it on Sunday."

"Ah."

"Again..."

Obviously dissatisfied with this kind of bland response where you ask me and answer you, I guess.

Liang Yuchen pushed his glasses and smiled, knowing that he had excess energy: "If you have nothing to do, put away your things."

"It's really annoying, and it will make people angry."

He had no choice but to jump out of bed, take a cardboard box from the outside, seal the bottom, and put everything in it.

His brother is still using the desk lamp, so he can't accept it for the time being.The finished comic books and novels are too heavy to fit into a large cardboard box, waiting to be lifted away with a knot at the end.The rest are some odds and ends, ranging from small paperweight ornaments, half-burned aromatherapy cups, to the chocolate bear limited edition of last Christmas, Bugatti Lego models, and stuffing them into the box with a pack of old newspapers. It can also be stuffed with a pillow to act as a shock absorber.

After collecting one box and collecting the second box, he dragged out the flat and wide locker under the bed.It contains all the odds and ends that I have saved. There are venue catalogs and venue work cards collected by Liang Yuchen, there are copybooks that Ji Tong wanted to practice but failed to practice, and there are vinyl discs that the two brought back from abroad. Things are often stuffed in without knowing where to put them when they get home.

When it was the turn of the tourist souvenirs in the corner, it was even more complicated. There were refrigerator magnets and postcards. He couldn't hold it firmly, and several of them fell to his feet, so he had to squat down to pick them up.

In the past few years, the two have traveled to many places together. The cherry blossoms at Yoyogi Hachiman Shrine, the Milky Way in Tekapo town, and Pamukkale in Turkey are all printed on the postcards they sent back to China, but these are not included.

The photos in his hand, which he had never seen before, were the scenery of Livia.

The back of the desk under the desk lamp was devoted and serious, he looked up and felt that there was no need to disturb, so he just admired it by himself first.

Judging from these old postcards, the scenery there is indeed as beautiful as Liang Yuchen said.One of the four postcards is a church, one is a broken bridge, one is a square, and the other is a mountain view in the fog, with the top of the clouds like a crown.

This picture of the forest in the fog was the most beautiful and strangest, and it caught his attention.

Ordinary postcards are written on the lined paper on the back, this one is not, not only is it not blank like the other three, but both the front and the back are filled.

Both sides are in Liang Yuchen's handwriting, and the back is written for him alone:

"Tong Tong,

It has been a month since I came to Livia, and today I have a half-day off from the rain for the first time, because the mortar cannot be exposed to the rain for a long time.The scene outside the window reminds me of the time I went to the military training base to see you. I was drenched inside and out on the way back to school. I guess you don’t remember this incident.

You seemed happy when you texted me that night, and then I figured out that you were happy because it was raining and you didn't have to train.Now I am sitting by the window writing this letter, and I am also happy in my heart. It seems that I have become more and more childish under your influence.

Livia's night has a vast expanse of stars.Although this is a military fortress in the eyes of others, it is just a beautiful scenery in my opinion. The most regrettable thing is that I cannot share it with you.

I can’t write what I want, I don’t know how you are doing in China, whether the postgraduate entrance examination is going well, and if you know my current position, will you be angry with me.In short, take good care of yourself and help take care of my dad's body.

No matter where in the world I miss you.

Liang Yuchen

Probably in order to write as many sentences as possible, the words on it are very small and dense, but they are quite neat, with a kind of strict seriousness.

In fact, Ji Tong had accumulated a bit of complaints about Liang Yuchen's decision to go to the war zone back then, and it didn't completely disappear until this moment.But he couldn't figure out why the postcard couldn't be sent in the end. Was it because he didn't have time to send it or Liang Yuchen regretted it and chose not to send it?

He turned the postcard over again.Hidden in the dark green forest, the black ink writing is not so easy to read, and the handwriting is also a bit messy.

"Dad, Aunt Hu, Tongtong,

As I write this letter to you, the ceasefire has suddenly lapsed, and things have taken a turn for the worse, and something could happen to everyone here at any moment.

I have always felt that people live not to hurry, but to feel the road.Now that I have experienced it, I have no regrets about leaving now.

Dad, my son is not filial. From now on, you and Aunt Hu should take care of your health and take my affairs lightly.

Tongtong, remember to cherish the time after your brother leaves, and find a good relationship early.The ends of the earth are too far away, don't come to me again.

Handwritten by Liang Yuchen"

This is a special letter, written by Liang Yuchen to his most important person at the most critical time.It was clearly a matter of life and death, but his tone was free and easy, without any resentment between the lines, he explained the cause and effect in a few words, and finished everything he wanted to say. It was different from the short story on the back, as if it was written by two people.

But this is indeed Liang Yuchen's own handwriting, but people are like this postcard, with more than one side.

Liang Yuchen, who cares and misses Ji Tong countless times and has deep love and nostalgia for the world, is by his side;

Liang Yuchen, who is determined to stop here for Ji Tong, and has a lot of apologies and relief to his parents, is on the other side.

Liang Yuchen hopes that Ji Tong will love him, but he only needs to love him who is alive.Liang Yuchen also hopes that his parents care about him, but there is no need to continue to care about him when he is gone.

After all, he is a son of man but cautious, loved and contented by others.

Ji Tong squatted until his legs were numb, but he still refused to get up. He pinched the postcard several times and wanted to put it down, then picked it up several times, and read and read.

He was imagining the way Liang Yuchen wrote it, imagining Liang Yuchen's helplessness at the moment when his life and death were uncertain, and his rejoicing after escaping from death.And these are things that he has not been able to experience with him.

He thought, his brother Liang Yuchen is the most measured person in the world, and also the person who understands life and life best.Unlike him, he was nothing but "delicate naughtiness."In terms of characters and conduct, it seems that they cannot be compared with Liang Yuchen.

But he thought, he still has one benefit after all, that is following and caring about Liang Yuchen.

Liang Yuchen is a tree, so he is willing to be clay, wrapping his roots tightly for the rest of his life.Liang Yuchen is the wind, so it is best for him to face a kite, and he will fly wherever the wind blows.He is sure to be this follower, and the underworld will follow him.Since living is to feel the road, the underground road is also a road, and the darker it is, the more people need to accompany it.

After the box was sealed, he stood behind the chair and put his arms around Liang Yuchen's neck.

"Brother, the road is so far in the future, if I can't walk, you can carry me on your back."

The hand that was typing on the keyboard paused, Liang Yuchen turned around to look at him, a little puzzled: "Which way?"

"You don't care which way it goes," Ji Tong straightened his head with both hands, "Don't leave me which way."

No one answered, but what was to be said spoke for itself.

Can't lose it.

The final chapter of the story is for those who have read it, and the forte of courage is for those who have it.

Liang Yuchen and Ji Tong, the two of them have already made full preparations.

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