Xiao Lang Jing

The next day was the day to build a hut in the field. Zhao Meng took all the tools and pushed a small cart.They had to build a simple structure before the weather changed, and then they had to wrap the used lime powder and putty powder with plastic sheets and cover it tightly before they could leave. The task was actually quite tense.

Zhao Lin cooks at home, and the noon meal is sent to the mountain for the workers to eat.She originally wanted to invite Song Qiran to stay with her, but she was very surprised to see that Song Qiran rolled up his sleeves to pack tools skillfully, and even arranged the tools for different purposes according to the order of use.

"Of course, you can't even do masonry, can you? You are too capable."

"My family is in the building materials business. It's natural to see a lot." Song Qiran answered her.

When Zhao Lin heard this, she wanted to stay with him even more.Song Qiran has a good temper, knows a lot, and has been in close contact with her idol, and feels that there are endless topics to chat with him, which is more interesting than sitting in the kitchen and watching the stove.She put on a sad face.

"Hey, I really hope it doesn't rain today."

"Will it be troublesome if it rains?"

"There are cement roads in the village, that's fine, but the dirt roads in the mountains are not good. When it rains, it's very slippery, and if you don't pay attention, you will fall. When I was a child, I often heard people say that some people broke their legs on the mountains."

Song Qiran's eyes darkened for a moment.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of your brother."

Zhao Lin laughed out loud.

"Of course, stop joking. Among us, you are the most delicate and tender. My brother has a physique, and he can take care of you."

Song Qiran tied the rope to the tool and took a look at Zhao Lin.

"Some people just look stronger. People think they don't need to be taken care of and won't get hurt, but many times this belief is wrong. As long as you are human, you will always be afraid of pain."

After saying this, he lowered his head again.Zhao Lin was stunned for a long while, the atmosphere was a little awkward, but fortunately Zhao's mother passed by with the corn paste, Song Qiran got up and went to help, and the strange feeling that stayed around Zhao Lin just now disappeared.

After breakfast, the three men set off.

A fence has been built around the open space where the hut is built. Father Zhao has basically built the skeleton before. Now the simple roof is covered with a rainproof cloth and then fixed with big stones on two wooden boards. of.Zhao Meng first climbed to the top to remove the rainproof cloth, and then together with Zhao Dong moved the piles of red bricks outside the house.The cement was freshly prepared, and it took another morning to make the foundation, lay the bricks, and install the wooden beams. Song Qiran helped to re-approve the baseline of the house, planed some long wooden boards, and sawed them to be used as lintels on the gaps between doors and windows. .

At noon, Zhao Lin brought up freshly fried Kazakh pancakes, and several of them ate them with homemade beef chili sauce.By the time the meal was over, the sky had turned overcast, the clouds were dark, the forest was windy, and there was a dampness in the air.Zhao Meng urged his younger sister to go down the mountain quickly, and Zhao Dong and he clapped their trousers and climbed onto the roof beam. They spread the roof panels and just put on the rainproof cloth. Before they could continue, big raindrops fell down.

Zhao Meng pushed Zhao Dong.

"It's going to rain, and the road won't be easy for a while. You go down the mountain first, and I'll finish it off."

"Brother, I look at the sky as if it's about to thunder, let's go together."

"If you don't tie up everything and cover it well, you won't be able to use it next time. You listen to me and take you back with Brother Song first."

Zhao Dong still wanted to argue, but seeing the sky, he silently climbed down the beam.Zhao Meng watched him pack up the things he was going to take down the mountain, and turned around the house twice, feeling dizzy and dazed, not knowing what he was dawdling in, and calling him again in a moment of impatience, urging him to leave quickly.

After a while, Zhao Dong stepped on the stacked red bricks, exposed his head, and handed Zhao Meng a raincoat.

"Why don't you leave!" Zhao Meng yelled at him in the gradually forming rain.

Zhao Dong looked very confused, looked around the room again, and finally said:

"I just searched around a lot, but I didn't see Brother Song?"

Zhao Meng was stunned, and it took an extra two seconds to understand the meaning of that sentence.

Song Qiran was gone.

"Did you go back with Second Sister just now?" Zhao Dong asked again.

Maybe, Zhao Meng nodded, the movement of his hands stopped, and he looked a little sluggish in the rain.After a while, he also jumped off the roof, stuffed all the things on the ground into Zhao Dong's arms, and put on a raincoat himself.

"You go back first, and when you get home, check to see if anyone is there, and then call me, go!"

Zhao Meng's tone was fairly calm, but anxiety was already written all over his face. Although Zhao Dong felt that Song Qiran should not run around at his age, he still nodded obediently and did as he did.

An hour later, the moderate rain had turned into a torrential rain. Zhao Meng put on all the rainproof cloths at the last moment, and his whole body was completely soaked from the inside to the outside. From under the hollow brick, I took out the mobile phone that was not wet.

Zhao Dong's phone call came.He had already arrived home, there was no accident on the way, Zhao Lin was also there, but the siblings searched around the house, but they still didn't see Song Qiran.

He didn't go down the mountain, he didn't go home, and he didn't know where he was.

Realizing this, Zhao Meng was completely anxious.

He was unprepared that he would lose Song Qiran in the mountains, so he didn't think of a way to deal with it at all. He was paralyzed as if his bones were suddenly taken out, and his panic was like rain seeping into the cracks in the lime wall. The source is pervasive, swallowing every pore of the body and limbs without warning.

He wiped his head and face with cold water, got up and rushed into the rain curtain.

He searched around the field, and also the edge of the grove. Then Zhao Meng walked back little by little along the mountain road he came from. He looked at every slope and behind every sloping boulder, but there was still no Song Qiran. shadow.

The rain washed his body temperature down to a very low level, but there was another burst of high heat in his internal organs that squeezed his breath. Zhao Meng felt a burst of fatigue like falling apart. He could barely stand, and he barely supported himself by leaning on an old pine tree. .

The entire mountain road was almost finished, and the sky was getting darker and darker, so dark that it was almost impossible to see where he came from, Zhao Mengxin hesitated, and decided to go back along the way and then go to the shed to look for it.

It was even more difficult to go up the mountain after going down the mountain in the rain. The mountain road became more slippery and steeper. Zhao Meng fell next to a sharp-edged rock, and his calf rubbed against the sharp edge and scratched the leg of his trousers, leaving a hole.There was a little blood oozing from the wound, and it felt prickly when I got up.

He wanted to grab a stump and stand up, but he stepped on a piece of soil, which had already been soaked into soft and slippery mud. Zhao Meng stepped on the ground and slid forward obliquely.

He was tugged.

To be precise, a pair of hands that suddenly reached out to the armpit grasped the entire arm and pulled it back from the edge of the mountain road.Zhao Meng fell into an embrace that was as cold and wet as his own body.He turned his head and saw Song Qiran's face covered by wet hair.

Song Qiran's expression was still in shock.Just as Zhao Meng wanted to speak, he had already stood up, and without a word he lifted Zhao Meng onto his shoulders. With a lot of strength, he dragged Zhao Meng back to the shed on the ground almost entirely by pulling.

As soon as they entered the room, the two fell to the ground, leaning against the brick wall, panting out of breath.

"Where have you been?" Zhao Meng asked the first sentence.

"There are wild cherry trees in the woods." Song Qiran replied with endless words.He didn't focus on answering Zhao Meng's question, and all his attention was on the wound under Zhao Meng's trouser leg. Song Qiran unbuttoned his shirt, tore a piece of fabric from his clothes, rolled up Zhao Meng's trouser leg, and wiped the wound. of dirt.

His breathing was still rapid, and his eyes were red.

"You said that you are a big living person who suddenly disappeared for so long and went to pick cherries? You expect me to believe you?" Zhao Meng grabbed his wrist with anger in his voice, "Do you know how anxious I am? !"

"I'm not going to pick cherries, I just want to make sure I'm not mistaken. It started to rain just after entering the forest." Song Qiran wanted to stop the bleeding from Zhao Meng's wound, but he pinned down his hands and couldn't move. Obviously he was not satisfied with this For a simple explanation, he had no choice but to change his words, looked into Zhao Meng's eyes and said, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Zhao Meng found that his fingers were also red.

"what happened to your hand?"

"Rubbing against the tree trunk for a while." Song Qiran replied.It was raining very fast at that time, and it was in the deep mountain woods. For some reason, the moment the rain just fell, a kind of panic suddenly surged in his heart. The emotion had no reason, but it was like burning coals. Some animal flew by quickly, Song Qiran staggered, picked up the nearest rock and smashed it, the palm of his hand wiped a little blood on the surface of the rough bark due to the momentary loss of balance.He was drenched in the rain, looking at the bleeding palm, a dream-like scene suddenly popped up in his mind, as if he had personally experienced a situation that was very similar to everything in front of him.He tried hard to recall that vague shadow, standing alone under the tree, silently for a long time.

Zhao Meng saw that he said that sentence and there was no more to say, but his shoulders began to tremble as if they were frozen. He thought Song Qiran was cold, and tried to grab him into his arms with all his strength, but Song Qiran supported him with both arms. On the chest, the collar of the shirt was ripped open.

The scar above Zhao Meng's collarbone was exposed.

Song Qiran stared at the piece of flesh, gradually revealing a thoughtful expression.He touched the spot.

"Is this from a gunshot wound?" He suddenly asked, "Did it...was it raining so hard that day...?"

Zhao Meng looked at him in surprise.

"How would you know—be careful!"

Song Qiran suddenly lost his balance and fell into Zhao Meng's arms. Zhao Meng caught him but failed to stabilize his figure. The two of them fell to the ground one after another, covered with more mud.Song Qiran stood on top of him and didn't fall, but his eyes were stained with an indescribable uncertainty.He carefully confirmed Zhao Meng's upper body with his neckline open, as if he was checking for any other injuries anywhere on his body.Fortunately, except for the scratch on his calf, Zhao Meng was intact.

Song Qiran let out a deep breath.The uneasy feeling in my heart gradually dissipated.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. It caused you to bleed again." He climbed off Zhao Meng's body, carefully lifted Zhao Meng's calf and put it on his knee, carefully wiped it dry with a cloth strip and wrapped it up. Very shallow, the bleeding has basically stopped.

"Don't do this again," he said, "next time I disappear, don't look for me in the rain, it's too dangerous. Just now when you saw you almost slipping down the slope from a distance, you know that my heart stopped beating in fright Yet."

He put Zhao Meng's legs flat on the ground, shifted his position and hugged him again.

"This is the last time and I will never let the same thing happen again. I swear."

Zhao Meng stayed still, with his hands propped behind his body, even though Song Qiran was so tightly attached to his upper body exposed to the air, through the other party's drenched clothing, the warm touch of his body was transmitted incomparably real.

Zhao Meng felt a little fever.

Not only is the head hot, but the tongue is also a little knotted.

"What are you talking about..." He laughed dryly, "How could I not go to you, I promised to take good care of you."

"Really." Song Qiran buried his head on Zhao Meng's chest and said, "That's a little troublesome. Then next time you get hurt again, I can't blame others, I can only punish myself."

"It's my own carelessness, what does it have to do with you!" Zhao Meng interrupted his unfinished nonsense.

Song Qiran sighed, his faint voice came clearly from under Zhao Meng's nose and mouth.

"I like you."

"What?" Zhao Meng lowered his head in surprise, and Song Qiran's wet eyebrows and slightly parted lips were close at hand, as if he had just heard a dream.

Song Qiran said it again.

"I don't just like you a little bit, Zhao Meng. I want to grow old with you and stay with you until the end of the world. I didn't know it before, but now I know it. You hurt me more than I hurt myself .Whoever hurts you, I want to make them pay—”

He stopped talking, reason prevented him from saying the rest.Song Qiran pressed against Zhao Meng's chest, bit his lips tightly, and pressed back the churning emotions deep in his body. The remaining half of the words suddenly dissipated in the air, and there was a strange silence, so he suddenly pulled Zhao Meng to the ground. In front of him, he kissed the lips in front of him forcefully.

Song Qiran was kissing him, but Song Qiran was actually kissing himself.

Zhao Meng didn't know what kind of feeling he should have, he didn't dare to grasp the feeling at the moment.

Song Qiran didn't peck his lips shyly like when he teased him, and he didn't try to take care of every sensitive corner like when he was trying to keep him.

It was a very raw kiss.

He frowned, and grabbed Zhao Meng's clothes with great strength.There was unbearable depression and complete devotion in that kiss.

He didn't even know that Zhao Meng kept his eyes open all the time.My brain froze and stared at the roof of the shed, a thought kept replaying in my mind.

I like you, that is a confession, I just heard a confession from Song Qiran.

It was a sentence that Zhao Meng would never believe until he died, but Song Qiran said it to him twice.

Zhao Meng finally recovered his soul. He retracted his arms behind him and strangled Song Qiran. The two bodies collided tightly and became entangled. The heat was uncontrollable in the small space under the rain. Heat up, swirl, and burn.

Zhao Dong stood under the eaves, looking up at the sky with a serious face.The rain gradually subsided, but the sky was completely dark.He called his elder brother just now and told him that Song Qiran had found him.Behind the ears came the sound of Zhao Lin's hurried footsteps.

Zhao Lin poked him and asked worriedly, "Do you think they can come back tomorrow morning?"

Zhao Dong nodded.

"Yes, brother is not stupid, it's dark, he will make do with the night in the shed."

"I'm just worried," Zhao Lin poked him again, "Just now I went to the house to look for Ranran, and found that there were several bottles in my brother's room that I couldn't understand. I haven't seen them before. Do you think my brother has What are you hiding from us, can't you?"

Zhao Dong turned his head and saw Zhao Lin hesitantly handing a plastic bottle to his eyes.There are dense letters on it, but it is not English.

Zhao Dong's expression turned cold, and he grabbed the bottle and held it in his hands.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Zhao Lin wanted to discuss with her younger brother to find out what it was online, but Zhao Dong suddenly turned around as if he was a different person, and didn't stop calling him twice.Afraid of alarming her parents, she had no choice but to chase after him. When she chased Zhao Dong back to the room, she saw that her younger brother had already pulled out a professional foreign language book in his Kindle.

"It's written in Latin. What's inside is medicine." Zhao Dong said solemnly, holding the e-reader and the medicine bottle.