A brain hole, another brain hole

Fenbai, uh, is a little short and a little fat. His eyes moved down to his legs, and he knew in his heart that his legs were too short to climb up.

Later, after knowing his age, Han Zhong felt a little sympathetic. Compared to a 10-year-old child, he said that Lin Nong is indeed a bit short.

But later, under his protection, no one dared to bully this strange flower, but his character didn't change. He became more and more arrogant and unscrupulous, and he really became a little overlord with confidence and backing. Nobody wants him to succumb.

But seeing the child's flushed face at that time, Han Zhong didn't speak, but thought of the cat at home in his mind, and felt itchy for a while, and couldn't help but want to touch the child's mess.

"Later, every year when the jujubes are red, you will climb up to pick a lot for me. Even if I grow taller, you don't want me to climb up, for fear that I will fall."

Lin Nong leaned on Han Zhong's shoulder, tilted his head to look at the jujubes on the tree, his pure eyes sparkled.Han Zhong let go of the branch, took Lin Nong's hand and hugged it, and when he opened it again, there were a few red dates lying in Lin Nong's palm.

The corner of Lin Nong's mouth showed a happy arc, squinting his eyes, wiped it casually, stuffed one into his mouth, then stood opposite Han Zhong, wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed him.

Han Zhong's lips are very cold, and his body temperature is lower than that of ordinary people. He has a cold body, and it is very comfortable to hug in the hot summer. Lin Nong likes it very much.He first sucked the thin lip flesh, tossing and turning, over and over again, trying to make the cold and scorching hot. When the corners of his mouth began to be sore, but the place remained the same, he gave up a little discouraged, and began to use the tip of his tongue to bite Knocking on those neat white teeth, Han Zhong slightly opened his mouth, but his little tongue escaped mischievously. After repeated several times, Han Zhong couldn't bear it anymore, pressed his head and panted heavily, and pulled his tongue in. Lin Nong was a little dissatisfied Humming, he pushed the date in, and finally wrapped the tip of his tongue around the other party, sucked hard, showing the expression of a kitten stealing fish, and the pure eyes were extraordinarily charming.

Han Zhong looked at him dumbfounded, but his eyes couldn't bear the overflowing affection. He hugged his waist and pulled him into his arms, patting his back lightly.Lin Nong wrapped his arms around the nape of his neck, hanging in his arms like a boneless person, humming and singing, his body shaking.Neither of them spoke, and time seemed to stand still here.

The two reconciled after nearly a week of indifference, and Lin Nong was so happy that he wanted to cry. Apart from his grandma, Han Zhong was the only one who treated him best in this world. His couple divorced when he was ten years old, and then went their separate ways. Zhong’s married parents didn’t care about him at all, they just left him at his grandma’s house. Fortunately, Han Zhong appeared at that time, and the man with a nice smile accompanied him to school, eat with him, and do homework with him. Teach him carefully over and over again, and even protect him in his arms when he is being bullied.

When his grandma passed away in high school, he didn't want to go to his parents' house, so he lived here alone. His parents, doctors, would come to see him occasionally when they thought of it. Other times, he didn't seem to remember that he was a son.

During that time, he missed his grandma so much that he would wake up in the middle of the night, look around in a daze, feeling terrified. Later, Han Zhong would often sneak over from the next building in the middle of the night and lie down in front of his bed, covering his tear-filled eyes. Patting him on the back, comforting him in a low voice, he didn't leave at ease until he saw him fall asleep peacefully.

Time passed for many years, and the two teenagers bumped into each other like this, supporting each other along the way.

Lin Nong knew more and more clearly that he would never meet someone who treated him better than Han Zhong.In this world, there is only one Han Zhong, and no one can replace him.

☆, strong love

The two leaned against the wall quietly, sitting under the tree, watching the moon climb up bit by bit.

The thin moonlight is scattered, the leaves are messy, and the cicadas sing long, a hazy and unreal artistic conception spread.While eating red dates, the two talked intermittently, talking about meeting, the people and things they experienced, growing up, and those loneliness, sadness and love.

Han Zhong smiled softly, Lin Nong leaned on his shoulder, pushed the red date in his mouth into his mouth, and entangled the tip of his tongue.Occasionally be silent, listen carefully to the frogs in the pond, or look at each other and smile.

It seems that after talking for a long time, I don’t feel hungry, I just feel as if I drank the fine wine from the sky, my chest is hot and throbbing, and my soul seems to be immersed in this sweetness, in a trance, hazy, no one wants to destroy this time. It's beautiful, I just want to go on like this, it's good if I don't wake up.

When the surroundings became quiet, and the cicadas and frogs stopped, they seemed to wake up from a dream. Looking at the time, it was already eleven o'clock.

Midnight is approaching.

Thinking that Lin Nong would have to make up lessons tomorrow, the two prepared to go back. There was a gate in the backyard of the community, which was closed at this time, so Han Zhong pulled Lin Nong to walk to the main entrance, and walked through a long narrow and dark road.

Perhaps the sky is about to change. The originally bright moon was covered by thick clouds, and the entire sky was covered in darkness. There was no light shining through. The residential buildings on both sides of the road were also sunk in darkness. No house was lit, only the roadside The dilapidated street lamps gave off a dim gleam, and the branches were swaying, casting strange shadows on the ground.

The two walked hand in hand for a while, and gradually the wind started to blow. The leaves were still shaking slightly at first, but after a while they trembled violently. It was like crying again, and the night was also dark and gloomy.

Lin Nong was a little apprehensive, and the temperature around him seemed to drop suddenly, making him feel chilly.He couldn't help getting closer to Han Zhong, and even closer, but Han Zhongbing made him feel even colder.

He couldn't help complaining, "Why is your body so cold, go back and drink more hot water to warm yourself." He raised his hand and put it to his mouth to breathe.

Han Zhong smiled, didn't say a word, and even hugged him maliciously, leaning his body against his body, and moved forward step by step, like Siamese twins, a strange black shadow appeared on the ground.

The two walked for a while, and they were already not far from the community. They only needed to turn another corner to see the gate.Lin Nong didn't want to be separated from Han Zhong, so he walked slowly and awkwardly, Han Zhong simply hugged him, and the two leaned against the corner and kissed.

When he was intoxicated, a gust of wind blew over, and something was still curled up, and it fell lightly at Lin Nong's feet. Lin Nong's childish nature was a little curious, so he bent over to pick it up and look at it.

As soon as his finger touched it, Han Zhong suddenly grabbed him to protect him behind his back, his brows furrowed deeply, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't touch it, it was burned for the dead."

Lin Nong was taken aback, and with the help of the light, he saw carefully that it was Zhang who burned half of the money.

"How can there be such a thing here?" Lin condensed his body, hid it deeper in Han Zhong's arms, peeked at the Ming coins on the ground in shock, and asked in a timid voice.

"Today is the Hungry Ghost Festival." After a long time, Han Zhongcai replied, his voice was cold without any warmth.

"Ah, no wonder." Lin Nong didn't notice Han Zhong's abnormality, and rubbed his chin, with a look of sudden realization, "Today, many shops closed early, and there were few people on the road, so they all went home sooner or later. .”

Han Zhong smiled and touched his head, but said nothing.

At this time, a strange voice suddenly came from the corner, as if someone was talking, the voice was intermittent, seemingly non-existent, and there was a long mourning, but no one could answer, like a ghost, which made people The pores stood up, and the heart couldn't help beating violently.

Lin Nong was timid, and was about to cry because of the sound, so he hid tightly in Han Zhong's arms and refused to come out.With calm eyes, Han Zhong kissed his forehead reassuringly, and then pulled him over.Lin Nong grabbed Han Zhong by the corner of his clothes, and covered his arms in front of his eyes, only showing a little slit to see the road.

After passing the corner, there was a street lamp next to it, and a person was squatting under it. There was a brazier in front of him, and he kept throwing things into it, and he was still muttering words.

Han Zhong pulled Lin Nong and walked over calmly. Lin Nong couldn't bear curiosity, and he took a few sneak peeks as he passed by. It was an old mother-in-law who couldn't tell her age, with disheveled gray hair and a face full of The skin was as dry as dead wood, layer by layer drooping on the face, and the hand that threw the coins into the brazier was even more frightening, with slender and dry fingers, curved in strange arcs.

Hearing the sound, the old man raised his head and stared at the two of them for a while, then slowly stood up. Although he stood up, his body was bent at ninety degrees, with his head hanging between his legs.

Looking up, the eyes are so chaotic that you can hardly see the eyeballs, which are deeply sunken in the eye sockets.

She hung her eyes, unable to see the expression, pointed in the direction of the two of them, and said something creakingly, her voice was like iron sheet grinding a dead tree, it was very harsh, and her tone was very slow, giving people a feeling of talking Feeling out of breath.

Lin Nong heard in a daze why didn't you pick it up? Everyone else has already picked it up. Although he felt that the behavior of the old woman was disturbing, he turned around, held his breath, and asked tentatively, "Grandma, what are you doing?" Are you talking to us?"

The old man looked the two of them up and down, his cloudy eyeballs rolled back and forth, his mouth turned, and he stopped talking. After a while, he shook his head and said with a sigh, "I'm really old, my eyesight is not working well, I can't see It’s clear, I can’t see clearly.” After saying that, he waved his hands and squatted down in front of the brazier again, but looked at the two of them from time to time, finally closed his eyes, and sighed.

Lin Nong was extremely puzzled, turned his head to look at Han Zhong, Han Zhong was staring at the banknotes in the brazier that had been devoured by the flames and turned into ashes, with a dignified expression and deep eyes, something he couldn't understand surged inside.

"Han Zhong, it's too cold here, let's go back." Obviously there will be no wind, but Lin Nong feels as if he is standing in a freezer, the cold air is accompanied by gusts of cold wind, coming from all around and penetrating into his bones.

Han Zhong glanced at the ground, his expression changed instantly, he hurriedly grabbed Lin Nong, his hand was so strong that Lin Nong felt that his bones were going to be broken, but when he was about to speak, Han Zhong pulled him back with a very light Slowly, he moved his back legs cautiously, as if he was afraid of disturbing something, and then he and Han Zhong left without looking back.

I saw a white circle was drawn with the brazier as the center where the two were standing just now, and there was only an opening on one side, like a door leading people into the brazier, and the two were standing at the door just now.

Soon arrived at the downstairs of the community, Lin Nong's uneasiness caused by the old woman's weird behavior just now has been replaced by the sadness of separation.

He hugged Han Zhong's waist, buried his head on his neck, felt his temperature and breath obsessively, a pair of cold hands kept stroking his back, and kisses kept falling on his forehead.

After lingering like this for a while, Lin Nong felt a little embarrassed, blushed, and felt like a nagging child.

"Okay, I'm going up, you should go back quickly, you bring me breakfast tomorrow, I want to eat Zhao Ji's steamed buns."

Han Zhong nodded, his eyes fell heavily on his face, as if he wanted to firmly carve his voice into his flesh and blood.

Lin Nong blushed again when he stared at him. She was a little shy and wanted to push him away to go upstairs, but she didn't. Instead, Han Zhong rudely imprisoned her in front of her chest, and the hand on his waist entangled like a snake. Tight, the kind of strength that can't wait to rub him into the body.

Han Zhong buried his chin in Lin Nong's neck, and licked it hungrily. Where Lin Nong couldn't see, his eyes were dark, floating, and flickering. There was a lot of affection in it. There is the despair of cutting off the way out, and more is the strong madness that is faintly out of control.

The hand on his waist slowly slid upwards, slid over the beating heart, slid over the □□ to tighten the collarbone in the air, and finally stopped on the slender and fragile neck, where the skin was warm and fragrant , the blood underneath flowed cooing, caressing back and forth, lingering, as if extremely fond of it.

"That's enough." Lin Nong, who had been silent and allowed him to fiddle with him, broke out as if he couldn't bear it.

"Han Zhong, Han Zhong, Han Zhong... He suddenly cried, covered his face, and whispered to the person behind him who was hugging him. The cries were like intoxicating love words in the silent night, Lin Nong As if he was stupid, he cried out loudly, crying like complaining, unwilling to let go, the strong longing contained in it made people feel sad, and the fragility that had nowhere to hide, in the end his voice was hoarse I can hardly make a sound anymore.

He kept yelling like this, but Han Zhong didn't answer, but the hand wrapped around his neck tightened more and more, and the blue blood vessels gradually protruded.

Lin Nong began to cough violently, tears were still on his face, his wet thick eyelashes trembled uncomfortably, and his eyes were as bright as broken jade.After a while, the hand around the neck loosened its strength little by little, and the thin pale lips pressed against it, licking the scar little by little.

"Han Zhong, are you leaving? Is it tomorrow?" Lin Nong choked up and asked, teardrops flowed from the corners of his eyes, and fell down his cheeks onto the cold hands on his neck. Han Zhong couldn't help shrinking, he Burned by the scorching temperature, the soul is burned by it.

Lin Nong had sensed Han Zhong's abnormality early on, bought him desserts, took him under a tree, talked a lot, remained silent, with sadness in his eyes from time to time, and kissed him lingeringly.

His heart has been sinking, fear, fear, uneasiness, and he still can't get it right. Although he knew that Han Zhong would leave sooner or later, he also accepted the fact, but he didn't expect it to be so soon. He could only ignore it by deceiving himself and others. I don't know, this way I can fall asleep with the joy of seeing Han Zhong when I wake up.

"Han Zhong, you go, I won't see you off tomorrow."

"Don't mess around there, take good care of yourself, eat when you are hungry, remember to bring an umbrella when it rains, don't kick the quilt at night, don't get sick, don't be bullied, don't lose your temper, don't allow……"

"Han Zhong, wait for me, I will find you, you always say that I am a road idiot, without you, no matter how big the world is, I can't go anywhere..."

On the way back, the old man was still burning paper money. Han Zhong walked over and sat next to her with his knees tucked up and his head buried in it. After a while, his shoulders began to shake, and there was the sound of crying in the silent night.

Seeing him crying sadly, the old woman couldn't bear to cry, and asked softly, "Is there anything else on your mind?"

"What should I do, what will he do," said the words that were suppressed extremely sadly, tragic and bloody, like squeezing the softest piece of flesh in a person's heart with a blunt knife. The knife, until the skin was broken and the blood was gone, revealing the most affectionate and fragile heart.

"I should take him with me." Han Zhong slowly withered to the ground, his usually peaceful and gentle face showed no warmth or expression, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent, his eyes were scary blood red, blood dripped from the corners of his eyes Overflowing, meandering across the handsome face like cold jade, the fusion of white and blood red exudes a shocking aura, which is amazing, but also heartbreaking and heartbreaking.

The blood drops fell continuously, and landed on the road that reflected the cold light like a layer of frost. On the road, there was only the black shadow of the old woman stretched by the street lamp.

"Son, don't think about it. Everyone has their own destiny. It is beyond your control. If it is destined, we will meet again." The old man explained a few words, and then gave him a lamp covered in white paper, and comforted him , "It's late at night, the road is difficult to walk, you should go back early."

Han Zhong stared blankly at the flickering and weak lights, under the bleak moonlight, that despairing yet handsome face covered in ice.

The old lady shook her head and left with a slight sigh. On the silent long street, only the sound of her footsteps gradually drifting away could be heard, heavy and depressing, like a song from hell, singing "Come back, come back."

After a long time, Han Zhongcai stood up, with his head down, holding a lantern, and walked to the depths of the road. The night gradually buried him in the darkness until he was finally invisible.

☆、Borrow instant noodles

He Nian was playing games all the time in the afternoon, so that he missed the meal time. He turned off the computer when he was dizzy and dizzy and saw that the little zombies were doubled. He and the supermarket closed early, so he lay on the table and asked his roommate angrily who had instant noodles.

The roommates all said that there was no food left, but they kindly informed that they saw Lin Jian in the dormitory next door buying another box of instant noodles in the afternoon.

So, He Nian staggered to the next door with his flip flops to borrow instant noodles.

As usual, he knocked lightly on the door, but there was no answer, so he opened a gap and poked his head to look in. There was a strong smell of stinky feet mixed with the smell of smoke.

He walked in lightly, and the people in the room were busy with each other, most of them glanced at him and looked away.

He Nian walked to a bed near the balcony, raised his pale face and asked the handsome boy who was reading on it if he had instant noodles.Lin Jianwenyan's bushy eyelashes trembled, and without speaking, he pointed to the box on the table and signaled He Nian to get it for himself.

He Nian grinned, and bent over to pick in the box. This is a mixed box, with many flavors, all of which he likes. He chose left and right, and finally took a pack of Thai brands that he hadn't eaten before.At the end, he smiled and said to Lin Jian, thank you, I will return it tomorrow.

Lin Jian glanced at him lightly, noncommittal.

As soon as He Nian left, someone started asking, what does He Nian mean by this guy, he comes here every day in the middle of the night to borrow instant noodles, and he has borrowed it for almost a semester, and he never paid it back.Someone answered the call, what does it mean? Isn't it because Lin Jian has a good temper and took advantage of him.

Lin Jian smiled and said nothing, turned a page with his fair fingers, and read the book quietly, but there were dark waves in his slender eyes.

Here He Nian finished eating the instant noodles and felt that he was alive again, so he crawled into bed contentedly.

At night, for some reason, I dreamed that during the military training, the instructor led the queue, but he was on the same arm, and all the classmates were laughing.His face was flushed red, he was more flustered and disorganized, when suddenly a very clean voice came from the side, patiently followed the instructor's whistle, saying left hand, right foot, right hand, left foot, he listened to the instruction, and went smoothly the whole journey.

During the break, He Nian bought water to thank this classmate. The classmate is Lin Jian, who is from the law department and lives next door to him.Lin Jian is tall and handsome, but he doesn't talk much.He Nian often said ten sentences, and he only replied one sentence. He Nian thought that he might not like him, and felt a little sad.

After the military training was over, the two of them didn't have much contact with each other, only nodding and saying hello when they met in the corridor.The two contacted again during the National Day holiday, He Nian did not go home, and played games in the dormitory in the dark.One night, when Lin Jian was reading a book, He Nian pushed the door open, his hair was messed up, and he opened his mouth to ask if there was any instant noodles, looking extremely hungry.Seeing that Lin seldom eats this kind of food, he took his roommate's instant noodles for him.

He Nian came here with bowls and chopsticks. He poured water and lay down on Lin Jian's table to eat, sighing contentedly as he swallowed. Someone gave him instant noodles every day and he married him.

Seeing that he was reading a book at first, Lin burst out laughing when he heard the words, and immediately became interested, staring at He Nian with a ruddy face for a long time, with an inexplicable look on his face.

Later, He Nian often went to Lin Jian to borrow instant noodles, Lin Jian would lend him every time, and sometimes He Nian would discuss with Lin Jian enthusiastically which instant noodles were not delicious, which ones had new flavors , Lin Jian just listened with a smile, and he will be able to borrow a new flavor of instant noodles the next day.

He Nianchi's heart was full of enthusiasm and high spirits, but he never said to pay back. He always said that tomorrow will be tomorrow, but tomorrow is still just borrowing and not paying back. It is almost New Year's Day, and the semester is about to end, and he has not seen him paying back. The strange thing is that Lin Jian didn't take the initiative to ask him for it, but just lent it when he came, and he seemed very good-tempered.So much so that every time He Nian came to borrow instant noodles, Lin Jian's roommate didn't like to talk to him, saying that the big villain came to exploit the little good man again.

But the saying goes like this, oh, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, the way of heaven is like reincarnation, if you don’t believe me, look up, the sky will forgive anyone.

Yes, who will the heavens spare!Therefore, He Nian, who always excuses and refuses to pay back, finally couldn't stand it anymore, and suffered retribution.

On the night of the third day of New Year's Day, He Nian was wandering outside to vent his food, thinking that he would go back later and borrow a bowl of instant noodles next door. Lin saw the festival and went home. He hadn't seen him for three days, thinking that he should come back now Alright.

He was thinking about something on his mind, he lowered his head and passed by the small woods, when he was suddenly pulled into the dark woods by a hand, and was pressed against the tree forcefully. I didn't dare to resist, I only weakly yelled, don't eat me, don't eat me.

But the wild ghost stuck up and whispered in his ear, I'm so hungry, so hungry.

When He Nian heard the voice, his heart moved, he raised his head tremblingly, and saw that it was Lin Jian.

The corner of Lin Jian's mouth curled into a smile, black hair covered one eye, and he was looking at him intently with his head tilted. That appearance looked extremely charming. He hadn't seen Lin Jian like this for a long time, and he looked at him like this again. Then, his face slowly turned red, he lowered his head and muttered, why are you scaring me?

Lin Jian put one hand on the tree behind his ear, and raised his thin white chin with one finger. He said casually, not trying to scare you, but he would be hungry, and wanted to ask when you will return my instant noodles. This has eaten up so much for less than half a room, so I have to pay it back no matter what.

Upon hearing this, He Nian's eyes curled into waning moons, and he said with a shy smile, "Tomorrow, I will pay it back tomorrow."

Lin saw his face immediately sank, and said in a deep voice, every time you said you would pay it back tomorrow, but did you pay it back tomorrow? You, no, you have to pay it back now.

He Nian cried and said, it's midnight and the supermarkets are closed, how can I get so many instant noodles.

Lin Jian put his hand up, painted the delicate eyebrows and eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, what should I do, I am very hungry now, I have been hungry for a long time, and I can hardly bear it anymore.

After saying that, he straightened his body forward, pressed against He Nian tightly, buried his face in the neck of He Nian, and even stuck out his tongue to lick the delicate and white flesh of his neck.

When He Nian exclaimed in surprise, his body trembled uncontrollably, his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand upright, maybe he was pushed hard, and the corners of his eyes gradually became moist, his heart became ruthless, and he said outrageously, I will not return today. No, it's a big deal that you ate me.

Lin Jian smiled, his eyes were shining brightly, and immediately he dragged He Nian to drill into the depths of the grove, as he wished.

After a while, there was a thin weeping and moaning sound, intermittent, and it took a long time to stop.

Deep in the woods, He Nian huddled in Lin Jian's arms, with red eyes, hoarse voice, crying and asking, can I still eat your instant noodles in the future?

able.Lin Jian hugged him deeper in his arms, kissed his forehead, his eyes were full of irresistible pampering.

Well, is it still useful?

No, you don't have to pay it back for the rest of your life.

He Nian stopped crying, and wiped away his tears with small hands, thinking in his heart, if he eats Lin Jian's instant noodles, Lin Jian eats him, it seems that it is not bad.

The author has something to say: This article comes from my deep resentment towards instant noodles!

Why is there always only instant noodles in the room when I am so hungry and want to eat delicious food and want to eat meat! ! !

I think, bubble face to me really is true love!The kind that never leaves!

What can I say, I am kind, I don’t say anything, the only way to repay it is to eat it!

☆, happy meeting

In late autumn, with the full moon hanging high, Xie Shen was having a drink in a high-walled courtyard when suddenly there were knocks on the door.

When the door was opened, there was a young man standing outside. The young man had delicate features and a slightly pale face. He was wearing a slightly worn-out moon-white robe. His untied black hair was long to his waist, fluttering in the wind, rippling. water light.

Xie Shen was stunned for a moment.

The young man spoke first, with a soft but chilly voice, he said that he entered the town late at night and had nowhere to stay, seeing a white lantern lit in front of this door, he wanted to stay overnight.

Xie Shen came to his senses, hurriedly welcomed him in, and sat together on the stone chair in the courtyard.

After pouring a glass of wine and putting it in front of the young man, Xie Shen asked tentatively, "Is the little brother here to play?"

The youth shook his head.

Xie Shen looked inexplicable, "Is that someone looking for someone?"

The young man looked down at the wine glass covered with white frost, with a confused expression on his face, "I seemed to remember who I was looking for when I came here, but I have been away for a long time, so I don't remember now."

Xie Shen's eyes darkened, and his voice softened, "Since you don't remember, then don't think about it. The night is long, I'll tell you a story."

"it is good."

"Let's say there is a family in this town whose only son, Rong Hua, is over [-] years old and still unmarried. Whenever a matchmaker comes to propose marriage, Rong Hua refuses to accept him without thinking about it. When he asks why, he doesn't say a word."

The young man raised his chin slightly and asked curiously, "Why?"

"There is a bookboy in Ronghua named Niansheng. The two are about the same age. They have walked together since childhood and slept in the same bed. They once promised that they would never leave, and that they would stay together in life and death. I thought they could stay together for a lifetime. Who would have thought that , who would have expected..."

Xie Shen paused at this point, drank a glass of wine, and his voice was hoarse, "One day, Ronghua went out with his parents as a guest, and he would return in the evening. When he first entered the courtyard, he saw Niansheng lying quietly by the pool. His eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale, his body was dripping with cold, and he was lifeless."

"The servants said that Niansheng Cailian accidentally drowned, Ronghua was silent and had no tears, just hugged Niansheng's cold body, like a fool."

The young man seemed to be sleepy, and slowly lay down on the table, half-closed his eyes, "Then what happened next?"

"Half a year later, another matchmaker came to the door to propose marriage. Without saying a word, Rong Hua took out the memorial tablet of the birth year, and resolutely said that I have married a wife, so I dare not change my mind."

"Then he really hasn't married in the future?" The young man was sleepy, his thick eyelashes trembling, casting a shadow.

"In the next ten years, he only devoted himself to serving his parents, and he became more and more depressed. No one mentioned the matter of marriage. Until today, his parents are dead."

"That day, in front of his loving mother's bed, his dying mother confessed to him with tears in her eyes, but his heart was dead silent, without waves or ripples."

Xie Shen spoke eloquently, he was the only one in the dark night, his voice seemed to be made of ice and iron.

"Hey, why are you crying?" The young man, who was half asleep and half awake, heard the suppressed sobs, and squinted his eyes at Xie Shen.

Xie Shen's face was gloomy, and at some point, tears were streaming down his face.

At this time, the moonlight fell on the courtyard coldly, as light as a white gauze, as thin as a clear mist, covering the two of them deeply.

The young man felt a little sad in his heart, resisting the drowsiness, and murmured, "What about Ronghua, the people he loved and the people who loved him are dead, what should he do?"

Xie Shenfu poured another glass of wine, held the glass and shook it gently in his hand, creating layers of water ripples, "He has nothing to worry about, so he will go where he wants to go and find the person he should be looking for."

There was no echo, the young man fell asleep completely, his face was stable, like a child.

Xie Shen stopped talking, picked up the wine glass, one after another, his complexion gradually became slightly drunk, but his eyes were as clear as water.

In the past ten years, he has never been more sober than he is now.

The sky is only slightly bright, and the light is dim, and only the road ahead can be vaguely seen.

The young man woke up and said goodbye to Xie Shen.

With a smile on the corner of Xie Shen's mouth, he followed behind the young man.

The young man was puzzled and asked, "Brother is going out today?"

Xie Shen looked calm, "I'm done with my mundane affairs, and I planned to go on the road today. Last night, my little brother happened to visit and had a good night. I think it's a kind of fate. Why don't we go on the road together, at least I have someone to take care of me."

The young man was even more puzzled, "How does brother know that where I go is where you miss?"

The smile in Xie Shen's eyes was even bigger, and his face was clear and bright, "I know that no matter when, you and I are together."

The young man wanted to continue asking, Xie Shen stepped forward, took his hand, and said softly, "This story is too long, I will tell you in the future, but the sun is about to rise now..." Pause After a pause, his voice softened, and he said as if holding honey, "Niansheng, let's go on the road first."

Niansheng, who is Niansheng?The young man vaguely remembered where he had heard this name before, but he couldn't remember it for a while, his head was dizzy, and he had become more and more confused recently.

No more words at the moment, let Xie Shen hold his hand and walk with him, walking to the depths beyond the reach of the sun.

In the distance, there is an elegy singing lightly and faintly, the Sansheng Stone is settled down, and the flowers on the bank of Wangchuan are blooming vigorously.

You and I walk together on the road to Huangquan, and there is no loneliness anymore.

The author has something to say: I pretended not to know when you left, but when I went to look for it, you greeted me happily.

In this way, it is the best parting and reunion.

☆, allergies

When Gu Tong woke up, it was eleven o'clock in the middle of the night. The room was pitch black and there was no sound. It was lonely and empty, like a sunken ship that had fallen into the deep sea for a century.

He sat in the dark in a daze for a while, then swayed barefoot to turn on the light.He turned on all the lights in the room, poured a glass of water, and drank hungrily while lying on the sofa.The light in the room was bright and abundant, and his eyes couldn't stand it after a long time. He didn't realize that he was crying until he tasted the salty taste in his mouth.

Putting on his shoes, he wanted to go for a walk.

It was raining lightly outside, and the rain was thin and weak. When the wind blew, it floated directly on the face. It was cold, but it had a lingering meaning.The street lights were dimmed, the surroundings were silent, and everyone had fallen asleep.

He walked out of the community and stood on the broad street. He was very hungry and wanted to find a restaurant, eat or talk to strangers.

All the shops facing the street were closed, except for a pharmacy that was open until twelve o'clock.He looked at his hands, then walked over.

The lighting in the pharmacy is warm. A man in his 30s is sitting at the counter reading a book. He is a very handsome man with single eyelids and long, thin eyes that are a bit cold. His fingers holding the book are white and his nails are round.

Seeing someone walk in, the man put down his book and smiled.

Gu Tong walked all the way, transitioning from darkness to light, his heart fluttered, and he was a little dizzy.

The man stood at the counter without urging, but just watched quietly.

When Gu Tong came to his senses, a trace of panic flashed across his expression, then he slowly straightened his arms and placed them in front of the man.

The man lowered his eyes, touched the sudden red spots on the fair skin, and asked softly, "Is it itchy?" His voice was nice, soft, and a little hoarse.

Gu Tong nodded.

"Have you been out recently?"

"kindness."

"How long?"

Gu Tong thought for a while, "It's been a week."

April NO.16, he went to the outskirts of the city and returned in the evening.At night, when I struggled to wake up, my arms were covered with red spots from fingers to shoulders, itching unbearably, and when I scratched, it would turn red, and then transparent white blisters would appear.

"It's pollen allergy." The man met his gaze and spoke softly, "Recently, the flowers in the city are blooming. They are very fragrant, but they are also very troublesome. Remember to wear long sleeves and a mask when you go out."

Gu Tong responded blankly.

"Take the ointment and apply it first, don't scratch it with your hands, don't touch hot water, it will be fine in a few days." The man said patiently and detailedly while bending over to take the medicine on the medicine table, his body formed a nice curve.

After taking the paper bag from the man, Gu Tong touched the empty pocket, showing an embarrassed expression, "I'm sorry, I forgot to bring the money."

"It's okay, you can take it back and use it first, your body is the most important thing." The man stared into his eyes with a smile, paused, and continued, "No matter what, your body is the most important thing."

Gu Tong seemed to be unknown, and whispered, "I will send the money tomorrow." After walking a few steps, he turned around again, with doubts on his face, and asked tentatively, "Did we meet somewhere?"

The man laughed softly, his dark eyes gleaming, and said, "Yes, my name is Lin Lian, and I live across from you."

Gu Tong let out an oh, and trotted away with the medicine bag in his arms.

Lin Lian moved across from Gu Tong at the end of January. Unfortunately, on the day he moved in, Gu Tong's mother had a funeral.When he went upstairs, Gu Tong was coming downstairs with his mother's photo.Lin Lian backed away in the corner and bowed to the posthumous photo.Gu Tong was wearing plain white mourning clothes, looking miserable and pale, as if he didn't see Lin Lian, he went downstairs by himself.

The moment he passed by, Lin Lian gasped for breath and lost his mind for a long time.

In the next two months, Lin Lian was busy opening the pharmacy, leaving early and returning late all day long, and never saw Gu Tong again, and the room opposite seemed to be quiet as if there was no one there.arrive