Gather light

Withered vines were wrapped around the wooden house, flowers and weeds were overgrown all around, and a large area of ​​trees was shrouded in darkness, and a few twinkling stars could be seen in the depths of the forest.

Li Ming never thought that he would bring people here. To him, this was not only a memory of his childhood, but also a bond left by his grandma after his death, and more of a feeling he couldn't express.

He had never specially dealt with the barren weeds here, and the four seasons turned, and the scenery here would be more or less different.

Someone wants to keep the memory and make this the first place of memory, but he is not willing. As long as he guards the land safely and murmurs to himself occasionally, the bird's response is the best between notes hit.

Jiang Xiao silently accompanied him and walked slowly in this small forest. They always tended to calm down at night to feel the deepest listening in the world.

They walked quietly everywhere in countless dark nights. Although they didn't say a word, they seemed to be talking silently.

Tacit understanding is really hard to say. Someone who has never met before can understand the most complicated emotions in the heart at a glance.There are people who have been together for many years, and they have talked heart-to-heart many times, but they can't tear away the thin layer of fog.

Li Ming told Jiang Xiao one night that there seemed to be a small watch hidden in his heart, which was turning with a click.I counted his time, but after meeting him, my small watch always failed and often stagnated.Sometimes he feels like his time has stopped, why is that...

Is it lust?

"Let's count the stars," he said.

Jiang Xiao nodded without any doubts.

The cold wind blows, and this temperatureless forest seems to be covered with another layer of snow and frost.It's summer solstice, but it's still a little cold.

Li Ming took him to the wooden house that he built with his grandparents when he was a child.But he just waited and watched. He stopped and looked at the yellow wooden boards and some supplies needed for accommodation.The eyes revealed tenderness and nostalgia.

The rift of time was torn to more than ten years ago, and the immature Xiaotuanzi took the hands of his grandparents and built his own log cabin.There is no soft flesh in the white and tender hands. On the contrary, the bones are indeed so clear, and the nails are half a centimeter long.

It looked like no other child's cute little hand was cut by the bark, and the blood flowed down the wrist to the arm.The corners of Xiaotuanzi's eyes were already moist.

Squeeze it.The branches on the ground were trampled off, and the fallen leaves rolled over a few times.Xiaotuanzi's tears did not fall.

"Mingming, does it hurt?" Grandma looked at the wound on Xiaotuanzi's hand, feeling extremely distressed.

Li Ming shook his head and forced a smile: "It doesn't hurt."

"You have to be careful, grandma feels pain in her heart."

Xiaotuanzi didn't know what it was like to feel pain in his heart, he only knew that when he was hurt, grandma would be sad and hurt too.

The stars in the sky are still twinkling, which seems to be a relief.The wind did not act as a demon, but just passed by slowly, kissing the dry wound on his hand.

"Aren't you going in?" Jiang Xiao asked softly beside him.

Li Ming shook his head, turned around and wanted to leave.

They walked for a long time, but not too long.

Li Ming finally stopped in front of a tombstone, squatted down in front of it like every time before, and wiped off the dust on the tombstone with his hands.As usual, he muttered to himself:

"Grandma, I brought someone here this time. It's my partner..."

Hearing the word "objective", Jiang Xiao's heart trembled, the scene in front of him was hazy, not so clear surrounded by the night.His eyesight is very good, as if he can see all the expressions on Li Ming's face.

"I brought him to see you. I have a good life and I am very happy. There are more weeds here. When I came this time, I almost couldn't recognize the way. It's so different...a lot." Li Ming's eyes sparkled a little, and he said softly, "I promised you, as long as I find the person I want to be with for the rest of my life, I will bring him to see you. I'm here... I've kept my promise."

The wind blew his voice away, and he didn't know who he was speaking to.Only Li Ming knows, only... Feng knows.

Jiang Xiao's heart was hollowed out, and the companionship of his life echoed in his mind for a long time. Now he really wants to curse, very much.Stretch out your hand, and the fireflies flicker.There are many novel things in this forest, but everything is so familiar.

Needless to say, Jiang Xiao came to Li Ming's side and followed him to squat in front of the tombstone.But there was nowhere to put his hand, and under embarrassment, he just lightly placed a light kiss on Li Ming's face.

"My grandma is still watching here, what are you doing?" Li Ming scolded with a smile.

He also had a nasal sound when he spoke.

Jiang Xiao nodded mechanically, and said in a low voice, "Grandma."

The smile on Li Ming's face deepened now.

The wind blows, and the leaves rustle, as brisk as a wind chime.

"My grandma is very satisfied with you." Li Ming said.

"How do you tell?" Jiang Xiao asked.

Li Ming grabbed the air with his backhand, catching a gust of wind.

"My grandma is a fairy from heaven and earth, and everything is naturally her. When the wind blows, she smiles." Laughter like leaves shaking.

The person in front of him was so good, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was sent down from heaven.It is not surprising that his grandma is a fairy in the sky.Jiang Xiao nodded without retorting.

At some point, Li Ming had already held his hand.The two continued to walk forward, and the depths of the forest became darker and darker, with more and more star spots.

Is it a firefly?This is Jiang Xiao's guess.

A large wooden house appeared in front of them, surrounded by camellias, white and pink intertwined, the leaves were a little decayed, but the petals were still as soft as ever.

This wooden house is a bit dilapidated, but it can be seen that when it was built back then, it was very serious, as if all the love was poured into it, and the cold wooden boards seemed to be somewhat warm.

A little bit of starlight flashed in Li Ming's eyes, which did not belong to the firefly's starlight, but belonged to the softest, most lustful, and gentlest starlight in his heart.

"Let's go in."

"Um."

When Li Ming walked in, his mind was full of thoughts, but he couldn't tell the stories that he knew so well.He didn't know where to start, and it seemed that he didn't need to say anything, because the person next to him understood it all.

"Jiang Xiao."

"Huh?" Jiang Xiao turned his head to look at him, his deep eyes were infinitely magnified, twiddling the unknown rushing brook, but so softly.

"It's okay, I just want to call you by your name." Li Ming leaned on his shoulder, just like countless lovers.

He once thought, what is the difference between two boys falling in love?Now it seems that there is no difference.The same sweetness, the same joy, the same impact from the heart.

"Jiang Xiao, Jiang Xiao, Jiang Xiao..." He repeated the name over and over again, which seemed to be the best communication between them at this time.

Jiang Xiao's ears were flushed, and he hesitated in the air for a long time with one hand, wrapping his arms around his waist.He gently pressed Li Ming's ear and said, "Ming Ming, my Ming Ming..."

The leaves fell slowly, and the stones fell into the water with a clatter.

The kiss was very light, as if it was a heart-to-heart exchange.Both of them were reluctant to close their eyes, as if the appearance of the other was about to be deeply engraved in their own flesh and blood, and they would never be able to wash it off or throw it away for the rest of their lives.

The singing of birds became warm, like a grand concert.The two protagonists also became more and more fierce, and they were too lazy to communicate with their hearts.Can only collide with each other enthusiastically.

"hiss……"

"You bit my lip." Li Ming wiped the blood from his lips with his fingertips, and said in a coquettish tone.

Jiang Xiao pointed to the shallow marks on his lips and said, "I'm not much better either."

Li Ming laughed twice, and led him to look at the moon in the sky.

The moon rose from the edge of the woods, emitting a cold radiance, which made the snow-covered fields extraordinarily white, making people feel colder.Tens of thousands of stars are like night pearls sprinkled on the sky, shining brilliantly.

"This forest is where my grandparents first met." Li Ming said suddenly.

"My grandma was the most beautiful girl in the whole village at that time, and her reputation as a lady from a famous family was well-deserved. My grandfather was a cellist. At that time, foreign gadgets like the cello were very rare. Grandpa was naturally called the number one talented person in Nanjing." Li Ming said Laughed a bit when I got here.

"Grandpa was playing the piano in this forest at that time, and grandma was attracted by the sound of his piano. She just fell in love with it at a glance, but that time she listened to the whole piece of music quietly behind the forest, and did not come out to see grandpa. When I got home, my grandma was out of her mind, and there were many people who came to propose marriage, but none of them were her sweetheart."

"By chance, they met at a banquet. Grandpa looked down on those rich and noble families. Grandma has been secretly following behind Grandpa, and I don't know how much help he has given him. Later, the two fell in love. The process is very complicated It was complicated, and finally got married. On the day of the wedding, someone told the whole story of Grandpa, and he knew everything..."

"Grandpa brought grandma into this forest and built this wooden house. He played a song for his girl that was exactly the same as back then."

"Grandma likes romance, so he built a small wooden house here and planted her favorite camellia. Grandpa is actually very stupid in dealing with feelings, but he knows how to treat grandma well. That's enough, isn't it?"

"That era was too complicated, and the ups and downs they experienced could not be finished or explained clearly."

Jiang Xiao frowned.

"Is this story familiar?" Li Ming asked.

The cicadas called one after another, and the stone that fell into the water drifted away to nowhere.

"That piece is called Canon."

Jiang Xiao's eyes lit up, and his surroundings brightened up again. The figure of the person in front of him overlapped with the boy who played the piano on the stage a year ago, blending into that piece of music.

Much like us.Jiang Xiao thought.

Li Ming leaned on Jiang Xiao's shoulder and did not speak any more, counting the stars with him.

"Aren't you bored staring at the stars every day?"

Someone once said this to Li Ming.

Li Ming smiled and replied, "I'm not bored, I'm counting the stars. I'm very busy."

"What's so good about counting the stars?" the man asked suspiciously.

Li Ming smiled, but did not speak.This seems to be an unspoken secret, everyone can know it, but they don't know it.

I'm counting the stars.Li Ming said.

From small to large, Li Ming still couldn't count how many stars there are in the sky.He kept counting, but he knew he couldn't count in his lifetime.

Then count for a lifetime, if one person can't do it, then there are two people.

Li Ming looked at Jiang Xiao beside him.

In the elegant mist-like starlight, lips as graceful as cherry blossoms, and skin as delicate as porcelain, he in the rocking chair looked at the paper peacefully, like a beautiful boy in Greek mythology who watched daffodils die.

Two people, it seems that there can be no more.

Li Ming recalled a long night at school, when they cuddled together and counted the stars.The other party also playfully tapped the tip of his nose and said, "520."

Maybe I'm the brightest star in the sky?Li Ming thought.

"Am I really your light?" Li Ming asked.

Jiang Xiao visibly stiffened for a moment, then gently stroked Li Ming's head.

"You have always been." Jiang Xiao kissed the corner of his eyes.

"Actually, I wasn't liked by anyone when I was a child. To be precise, the boys in the class all hated me, and the girls all...protected me." Li Ming thought about his choice of words.

Jiang Xiao smiled and replied: "Because you are handsome, they are all jealous."

"Yeah." Li Ming couldn't help laughing, "I'm kind of excluded, they say that no one wants me, that my parents don't love me, that I'm a picked child."

"They smashed my quilt, threw away my school supplies, and filled my Coke with ink."

"It's actually nothing. My grandma noticed it in less than half a month, took me to the school, and the matter was quickly resolved." Li Ming suddenly choked up, "All this has nothing to do with me. No matter what, there is only one thing I care about most."

"Is it true that my parents don't love me at all? You say I am the light and the sun. But there is no one who doesn't love the sun, right? But there are still many people who don't love me."

Jiang Xiao's heart ached, and it was hard for him to imagine that someone with Li Ming's personality experienced this when he was a child.

"I thought about keeping them, but they were so determined. Although they treat me well now, and I know that it was really difficult at home at that time, I still want to say that they couldn't even say "I love you." Come out? I'm so scared, I'm so scared that they really don't love me. If my parents don't love me, who will love me?"

Jiang Xiao gently hugged him in his arms, patted his back and said, "I love you, I love you..."

I love you at the age of one, I love you at the age of two... I love you at the age of 17 and all of you for the rest of my life.

"Am I very hypocritical?" Li Ming asked with a smile, but the tears on his face hadn't dried yet.

Jiang Xiao shook his head: "Not hypocritical, not hypocritical at all."

Li Ming looked at him with a look of expectation in his eyes.

"Then can you tell me about your childhood?"

What he originally wanted to ask was about the years when Jiang Xiao had a crush on him, and he wanted to make a few jokes by the way.But the weather is so good today, with wind and cicadas singing, flowers and grass, and two pure hearts.

Jiang Xiao didn't expect that he was waiting here.

When he was a child...

Jiang Xiao will always remember that thunderstorm day, the ruins were filled with endless wailing and crying.In the most glorious chemical plant in the past, the tiles were shattered all over the place, and countless angry howls came.The silence that follows the chaos is terrible.Huge rubble made up the barren ruins, without the original brilliance and magnificence, leaving only a blank space.

no survivors...

no survivors...

Xiao Jiang Xiao tightly grasped the toy car in his hand, it was a toy his mother gave her on his birthday.But today... Mom is gone...

After the panic, he was sent to an orphanage.The old dean's surname is Zhao, and everyone in the hospital calls him Lao Zhao, and even some children call him Lao Zhao.Dean Zhao was not angry, he just kicked his beard, picked up the naughty child and asked him, "Who is it called Lao Zhao?"

The child flopped a few times, but found that he couldn't break free, so he could only obediently beg for mercy.

However, Lao Zhao still frightened the child and said that he would not give him lunch.

The child was so anxious that he almost cried, and Old Zhao was satisfied.

Jiang Xiao is the most withdrawn child in this orphanage, and also the child who receives the most care from Lao Zhao.

Lao Zhao always finds various reasons to drag him to a small bookstore to read.It is said to be a small bookstore, but in fact there are only a few books, and there are many children's books in it, but Jiang Xiao doesn't like those things, but is very interested in the literary classics in Lao Zhao's hands.

Old Zhao looked at Jiang Xiao, who was only as tall as his own leg, and wanted to tease the child again. He deliberately put the book well, and Jiang Xiao couldn't reach the book, so he could only awkwardly ask him for help.

As a reward for Lao Zhao's help with the books, Jiang Xiao reluctantly accepted Lao Zhao's endless desserts.

"That's right, how can children not like desserts." Lao Zhao said.

Jiang Xiao frowned and replied, "That's childish."

"Then what are you doing now?" Old Zhao asked.

Jiang Xiao put down the dessert in his hand, turned his head and ignored him.

In the end, it was Old Zhao who coaxed him to finish the dessert with a smile, and finally got angry with him again.

A group of children were very jealous, and the leader was a child who had no parents since childhood and was raised by Lao Zhao.He lives in the same room with Jiang Xiao, and he always locks Jiang Xiao out and doesn't let him in.

Jiang Xiao was very scared outside alone, when the dog barked, he could only run blindly under a tree, trembling.During the thunderstorm, he couldn't help but think of the night when he lost his parents.

no survivors...

These four words echoed in his mind for a long time, the ruins that flowed like rivers belonged to his parents.

"Xiaoxiao, mom and dad have gone to work, you should stay at home and don't run around."

"Xiaoxiao! Xiaoxiao! Jiang Xiao..."

I'm afraid...

His quilt was thrown out, and the night was cold with a cold wind blowing.Jiang Xiao felt cold all over his body as if he had fallen into ice.I can only hold the quilt that was thrown out and soaked in cold water overnight.

He had a high fever the next day. Dean Zhao was very anxious, and he refused to say anything to him. Because of his own illness, Lao Zhao was reluctant to say that he just did whatever he wanted.Old Zhao was very angry.

The fever was so bad that Jiang Xiao felt like he was going to die.

What is death like?

Will I be able to see my parents...that's also...very good.

Jiang Xiao fell asleep drowsily.

Since then, those people have never dared to do this again.It's just that when you have nothing to do, you can bully and bully him so that you won't suffer serious injuries with traces.

Jiang Xiao was always beaten at the beginning, because after all, they were people who were several years older than Bi.When he grew up, he got revenge little by little.

His forbearance when he was a child was all for the present, after telling the dean, although they really didn't dare to bully him anymore.But at the same time, he had no reason to bully him back, so he chose to endure it.

Until the year he left the orphanage, when Lao Zhao was traveling, he became ill and died.

It's good that Lao Zhao didn't know about his time in the orphanage until his death...

I can protect myself, you hear me?Old Zhao...

The author says:

I was going to write a chapter romantically and it turned out...

This can be regarded as the two protagonists talking to each other, although the progress is indeed a bit fast, goose goose

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