There are always straight men who change

The visit to the 'former residence' probably ends here.

Tianhan dug out a can of luncheon meat from his mountaineering bag, pulled off the lid with ease, then used a knife to lift out the meat, turned around and put it on the fire to roast.

From lighting the fire to grilling the meat, all in one go.

Seeing his skillful movements, Yang Yu not only became curious, but asked, "You...do you always do this?"

"No, I just came here a few times." Tianhan said without stopping the movement of his hands, "Although it is cooked, it will taste much better when roasted. I used to eat it when I came with Uncle Jiu and the others. Not very good."

Accompanying him was a young man who fought with each other.

The death of Lao Jiu didn't seem to cause too much trouble to Tianhan, and judging from the attitude of the servant, it should be because of this incident that he benefited a lot.

Before Lao Jiu died, Tianhan had already started to think of ways to take root. He had been in this circle since he was a child, and he knew all kinds of connections very clearly. Although some people older than him were very upset, they were helpless.

Tianhan used his own business to annex the other businesses of the old ninth department, and the integration of the two became better and better.

But these are not what Yang Yu cares about, he just wants to get out of this deep mountain as soon as possible so that he can go home.

When he was about to fall asleep at night, Tianhan who was beside him asked in a muffled voice, "Is he... treating you well?"

The voice was so low that Yang Yu couldn't hear it clearly, so he hurriedly asked again.

"Is he nice to you?"

"kindness."

"I think he is very free all day, why didn't he come with you."

"It always feels awkward to take him to see the place where he died."

……

Tianhan in the darkness seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't speak, and threw a few more branches into the dying charcoal.

Using the dim light of the fire, he handed Yang Yu a bottle of anti-mosquito bite spray, turned over by himself, zipped up his sleeping bag, and lay down.

But Yang Yu couldn't sleep, his mind was full of Xiao Min's face, and the tenderness of being with him.

The woods in Yunnan are extremely damp and cold, freezing to the bone.

This makes people miss the warm body even more, and the reddish chest when happy.

Occasionally, you can hear the sound of something crawling by your ears, but this is not the most important thing.

The long-lost pain burst out from the body, tearing every inch of nerve bit by bit.

It's really hard to have a warm night without Xiao Yi.

After all, it has been half a month since I left Beijing. Before coming here, Xiao Ji expressed that he wanted to come together, but he refused.Not all because of shyness or awkwardness, but more of sadness and worry.

He was afraid that Xiao would die because of himself.

This is the most unacceptable thing.

The man's heavy breathing came from the ear, and it didn't take long for it to be mixed with snoring, which made the forest that was so terrifyingly quiet look a little bit popular.

The pain in the body makes it impossible to sleep, and it is not relieved until late at night.

Unzipping the tent, the young man who was supposed to watch the night seemed unable to hold back and fell asleep. Seeing that the specially extinguished fire was still lingering, Yang Yu squatted aside and fiddled with a branch twice.

The fire was completely extinguished, only a few red charcoals were still glowing.

The heat made people feel much more comfortable. In the extremely cold night without Xiao Li, Yang Yu felt so cold that he was about to lose his grip on the branches.

The woods on the side made rustling noises, Yang Yu hurriedly took a flashlight to look but saw nothing.

He hurriedly poured some oil he had brought on the wood, and threw it into the fire for some light.

The flames sizzled and devoured the firewood, but the crackling sound could not subside the strange sound just now. Yang Yu gently awakened Xiao Li, who was sleeping beside him, and cautiously poked over with a flashlight.

"Be careful, I don't know what it is yet." Xiao forced to lower his voice, and turned around to wake up another person.

Yang Yu didn't dare to let out a breath, bent over and pushed aside the thick branches.

But what came into view was not imaginary lonely souls or life-threatening wild ghosts, nor ferocious beasts.

In the depths of the darkness stood a man, he was wearing a saffron red dress, carrying something in his hand, and staggered towards the depths of the woods.

The familiar patterns and clothing styles, although only the back view, are so familiar to people.

For some reason, Yang Yu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, and hurriedly shouted: "Wait!"

But the man didn't seem to want to stop, he walked around like he was drunk, and Yang Yu, who was chasing behind with a flashlight, hurriedly followed.

The moon is so bright tonight, even if I turn off the flashlight in time, I can see the people in the woods clearly.

Xiao Li's call behind him got farther and farther away, but Yang Yu's eyes never moved away from the man, and he dodged left and right to chase after him.

Just when he was about to reach out to grab him, the dark red shadow shook Yang Yu, and then he saw a piece of jade in his hand, the man seemed to find someone following him and stopped abruptly.

The person who had been running suddenly stopped, and Yang Yu didn't dare to approach easily so he had to stop.

The man turned his head slowly.

As if the air was about to freeze for a moment, Yang Yu stared at the face that was exactly like his own, and gasped in surprise.

The man in the saffron red clothes, with loose hair and tattered clothes, stood on the spot holding a jade tied with a long and thin rope.

Empty eyes, and tears all over his face.

Yang Yu stepped back subconsciously, the person who had the same face with him just glanced at him and then swayed away, without any emotion in his eyes.

There is no joy or sorrow, as if everything he sees, including himself, is nothingness.

Xiao Li, who was behind him, also followed, patted Yang Yu and asked, "What's wrong? Are you all right?"

"Did you see it?" Yang Yu pointed to the direction the man left.

"What is it? I didn't see it." Tianhan shone the flashlight over, looked around suspiciously, and froze in place after peeling off the branches in front of him.

Isn't this the tomb where Yang Yu was found back then, and he stayed near here before he could leave at night, how did he get here?

Yang Yu, who was still in shock, searched around but couldn't see that person again, returned to the camp, stared blankly into the distance and said, "I seem to see myself."

"What?" Tianhan obviously didn't understand.

Yang Yu hugged her cold body tightly, and said: "I understand that look, I know why I am here... I am here to seek death, to commit suicide."

"Don't think about it, go to sleep and I'll watch the night." Tianhan unzipped the tent to let him in, but he watched Yang Yu squatting there and refused to get up.

When he walked over to pull him up, he realized that Yang Yu's body was already a little stiff, and his body felt as if he had just been fished out of ice water.

There is no place to take a bath in this barren mountain, and when Tian Han was so worried that he couldn't help it, Yang Yu grabbed him and said tremblingly: "I'm fine, just add some more firewood for me before going to bed. Just bake yourself."

After finally surviving the whole night, the two went back and forth to help Yang Yu to a place with a telephone signal, rented a car from the local villagers and bought some daily necessities.

Tianhan helped Yang Yu borrow a wooden barrel from his hometown according to the previous method of memory processing, but this time it seemed that warm things could not solve his problem.

After arriving at the county seat, Yang Yu seemed to remember something, lay on the bed and said, "Tianhan, do me one last favor and call Xiao Mo, if I lose consciousness from the cold, only he can..."

After arriving in the county seat, a bunch of business matters also came to the door, and the phone rang loudly.

Tianhan gritted his teeth and reluctantly bought the plane ticket for that night, and asked another person who came with him to take care of Yang Yu.

When he was carrying his luggage and was about to leave in the afternoon, he bumped into the face of Xiao Mo who rushed over.

Looking at his watch, he was very surprised how he rushed from Beijing to Yunnan so quickly, and the answer he got was:

Xiao Pi knew that Yang Yu didn't want him to come, but after all he was worried, so he followed him and booked a room in Lincang City. After receiving the call, he immediately contacted the car and rushed over.

Tianhan stood at the door holding his vibrating mobile phone for three seconds, lowered the brim of his hat, turned and left.

On the other hand, Yang Yu who was lying on the bed could only feel that someone was scratching his ears all the time, and it was itchy.

He opened his eyes and found that Xiao Ji was hugging him, whispering something in his ear, basically: You little idiot...you said you don't need me...don't believe me.

It didn't take long before my stiff body eased a lot, and I didn't feel so cold anymore.

This is also the strangest part, a problem that has never been taken seriously before.

Why is it that Xiao Ji can recover his sense of taste and touch when he is by his side, and he doesn't feel unbearably cold.

Xiao Pu glared at Yang Yu, and reproached angrily, "Look at you, if I hadn't followed you secretly...how could you have come so fast?"

Yang Yu, who thought he was wrong, didn't say anything, just sat on the bed and listened to him.

But watching him collapse in anger over his own affairs, and afraid of losing himself, inexplicably felt warm in his heart.

If at that time I was thinking about myself, would things be different again?

Xiao Ji: "Then what conclusions have you come to?"

Yang Yu: "Well, I need a reason to live, and now the reason is you."

Xiao Ji: "What do you mean, it's a bit confusing."

Yang Yu: "I saw my own fantasy in the woods. I don't know what that thing is called. It's probably what you often call the human subconscious. My subconscious doesn't want me to forget that I came here to commit suicide. Remind me to cherish you."

Xiao Ji: "You mean... the dream you mentioned before is the tomb of your suicide?"

Yang Yu nodded and said, "Well, unless I give up my life, no one can kill me."

Xiao Mi froze in place, touched his head after a while and said, "Wow, you are so cool, then can you be a superhero to save the world, the greater the responsibility, the greater the ability... I know there is Even a Marvel hero can't die, super shua..."

Before finishing the word cool, Xiao Ji realized that he was seriously off-line and hurriedly stopped, turning his head to look.

as predicted!

"..." Yang Yu, who originally had a heavy and sad face, turned his head and looked at him with question marks all over his face.

"Hahahaha I'm just kidding, if you don't understand, I'll tell you later, anyway, our time is still very long." Xiao forced walked over to hug Yang Yu, and added affectionately: "So don't give up on yourself. , even for me, please live a good life, because I really need you."

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