The chemical reaction between Explosive A and Chaomilk

Legendary State Highway 318.

Dilapidated jeep.

Two people stacked together.

The past is sprinkled all the way.

During the long journey, Shen Ruochuan fell asleep lying on Lu Li's body.

Lu Li grabbed a blanket from the trunk and covered him. Although he was also very sleepy, he looked at the person in his arms obsessively, reluctant to fall asleep.

These days, Shen Ruochuan had been fattened up by Lu Li, and the flesh on his cheeks was squeezed together. With the bumps and bumps of the car, Shen Ruochuan's mouth was pouted, flushed, super milky.

Aunt Lu's milk is a candy bestowed by heaven, which makes up for the bitterness and sorrow in Lu Li's long life.

Lu Li pulled out his hand and touched the pocket on his left chest. The important things were lying there quietly, waiting for them to open them together.

"Quack..." Shen Ruochuan muttered in a daze, babbling.

Lu Li listened like a summoned beast, and listened to any important instructions from my wife.

"Spicy crayfish..."

hehe~

Don't forget to eat when you sleep, really.

"Go back and make it for you." Lu Li whispered next to his ear, gently stroking his hair.

Shen Ruochuan fell asleep again, with a contented smile.

Lu Li gazed deeply at that peaceful and happy sleeping face, and changed his dream from a red glow of blood to a plate of red crayfish, how much painstaking effort and love he poured into it.

You deserve to join hands.

Outside the window was a magnificent blue sky, and the snow-covered mountain peaks were outlined with a golden glow by the sunlight. The sun was about to set, and Lu Li watched all this calmly.

He never thought that one day he would be so calm.

Once, he was so afraid of the night and the endless future. In countless nights, he kept a lamp alone, waiting for the dawn.

Later, he was not afraid anymore, because he found his own sun, he will never set.

It was early morning when Shen Ruochuan woke up.

Lu Li fell asleep, tightly protecting him in his arms, just like he always did.

Shen Ruochuan just moved his arm slightly, and he woke up.

There was plenty of time, so the driver stopped and took a nap.

Lu Li dragged Shen Ruochuan up to the roof of the car again, and wrapped the two of them in a blanket.

The sky is low, and the Milky Way is within reach.

Shen Ruochuan put two long legs around Lu Li's waist: "Quack, look, the whole sky is ours!"

Lu Li lowered his head to peck the tip of his nose, "No, the whole sky is yours, and I'm yours too."

Shen Ruochuan remembered a night in Qilian.

"If you write a fairy tale, the ending should be like this: the little lion found his little cancer and lived happily ever after!"

Well, this ending is good, who said that all fairy tales are deceitful?

"Is there still a self-healing pot?" Shen Ruochuan asked.

Lu Li pulled out two out of nowhere like a juggler: "The meaning of my existence is to meet all my wife's needs, but it's not tomato-flavored, because I found out that someone will turn his face easily after eating tomatoes, and I don't want to be fired again. .”

"Looking at how well-behaved you are, I'll give you an iron job, a lifetime employment, and never expulsion."

"Thank you, my wife, for your kindness!"

Hahaha! !

"How's Gao Fan? Headache?" Lu Li asked with concern while cooking the pot.

"Get some sleep, you'll feel much better, with my physical fitness...Ah!" The blanket wrapped around Shen Ruochuan fell down as Lu Li made the hot pot, causing him to sneeze.

Slap in the face?

piapia land.

Lu Li pulled the blanket tight with one hand, "Heh, with your physique, you're so weak, aren't you?"

"I'm not performing well." Shen Ruochuan sniffed to change the subject, "Is the hot pot ready? I'll eat more, so I can have the energy to climb the mountain."

Lu Li frowned, "What mountain are you going to climb?"

Shen Ruochuan blew on the hot pot and said, "Aren't you going to Gang Rinpoche?"

Lu Li laughed, "Ancestor, that's a sacred mountain, you can't climb it."

"Huh? Then what are we going to do?"

"Watch the sunrise."

"Lian Fei ran for a day and a night just to watch the sunrise? Wouldn't it be good to go home and lie in bed and watch it?" Shen Ruochuan didn't quite understand the old man's thoughts.

Lu Li picked up his favorite mushroom clip from the hot pot and gave him to eat, and shook his head lightly: "What's the difference, you'll know when you go."

Some things are worth traveling through the years and traveling thousands of miles.

After resting, he continued on his way. After passing through a small county town at [-] o'clock in the morning, Lu Li bought some milk tea from the local Tibetans and put it in a thermos for Shen Ruochuan to drink.

This is the case for a restrained person. He never talks about love, but even if he goes to the ends of the earth, he never forgets to take care of his fragile stomach.

Walking on the snow, the dark road almost tore the ground, occasionally revealing a star of gray and yellow.

The majestic pagodas and dancing prayer flags depict the appearance of heaven.

In the morning light of dawn, the snow-covered mountains, like giant snow-white beasts, lay quietly on the ground.

What makes them submit to this?

It is quiet.

It is compassion.

It is calm.

It is Gang Rinpoche.

The sacred mountain breaks through the surrounding mountains, and suddenly breaks into Shen Ruochuan's sight, like a huge and pure white pyramid, majestic in the sky and the earth, in the morning and evening of reincarnation.

The impact of a solar storm made people's brain stop and their breathing stagnated. Almost at that moment, even the world was shaken.

"Quack!" Shen Ruochuan grabbed Lu Li's hand vigorously, too excited to speak.

He finally knew that the sunrise is not the same as the sunrise.

Even the first day is respectful, spreading out the light carefully.

The snow tops entering the clouds are dyed with golden light, which is the most dazzling nebula in the universe.

The holy light hits the soul directly, washing away all the troubles, filth and narrowness in the world of mortals.

Lu Li and Shen Ruochuan held hands and stood in the holy light of Gang Rinpoche.

Shen Ruochuan, who was in shock, really wanted to say something, but found that no matter what he said at this moment, he was very pale and weak, and in the end he just tightly clasped Lu Li's fingers.

Turn me and you into us, some people have used it for a hundred years.

But there are always some treasures, worth a lifetime of waiting.

Lu Li took out his hidden secret from his breast pocket, square and red, and carefully handed it to Shen Ruochuan.

Marriage Geng post.

The birth date of the two people is written on it.

and also……

"Persistence is like seeing for the first time, and the white head will never leave."

The thin and powerful thin golden body was written by Lu Li word by word.

Every night when Shen Ruochuan was sleeping soundly, he secretly practiced, while looking at his lover, he described the future of the two of them stroke by stroke.

He blended the timeless affection and surging blood into his pen, and wrote down the firmest promise.

——"Break through the layers of fog of the years, and come for you.

See you in early April, long time no see. "

He walked in the world, only for one person.

He puts majestic love into every bit of life, converging into streams, rivers, and vast seas, so that his Ruochuan can roam freely.

"Boxi Mangga." Shen Ruochuan called this name for the first time, so solemnly, it was a trust of body and mind, his precious amber, "Poor lord gave birth to me before I was born, but luckily I gave birth to you before I was old, we will walk together for the rest of my life." .”

Lu Li's dark eyes couldn't hold the stars and the ocean, and he saw only one person in a hundred thousand skylights.

Four eyes, two hearts, home.

Between the holy mountain and the holy water, love is suffocating.

People are born with disabilities.

We have experienced, gained or lost, joy or sorrow, hope or despair, all the past, just to meet one person.

I have been walking on the road of pilgrimage all my life.

Grind in the ups and downs.

Sense in the tempering.

For whom is Nujiang angry?

Why is the Bangda Grassland dyed golden.

Ranwu Lake melted several months of snow.

Where did Ramlacuo store the frost.

Through these bewildering mists.

Cloud breaks.

Azure.

The fog cleared.

He is right in front of you.

Awe-inspiring and overwhelming.

The crippled are finally complete.

He is Gang Rinpoche.

He is faith.

Willing to convert.

Bow down.

One hundred thousand long heads were kowtowed.

Let him be devout all his life.

(End of text)

The author has something to say: This chapter has the least number of words and the longest writing time.

Because I was reluctant to say goodbye, and because I was afraid that their ending would not be perfect.

Goodbye, my love is far away, I wish you two-dimensional, happy alone.

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