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When an article is finished, readers cheer and cheer and say they are reluctant to part with me. I usually have to look back and re-examine nervously. Desperately persuading and affirming myself, and finally bid farewell reluctantly.

I thought about writing this article for a long time.A few years ago, I went to Xi'an, saw the family compound of their automobile factory, and took advantage of the opportunity to visit various places of interest and historical sites in the area to appreciate the style of the thousand-year-old ancient capital.I am a person who has no ancient rhymes and is not happy. I can squat all day long in the Banpo Museum and look at the pile of black, black, yellow and yellow clay pots.When I was squatting in the Banpo Ruins, Meng Xiaobei, the great tour guide, left us a group of unfamiliar foreign tourists.He is very familiar with the road, so he drove to a small pool in the nearby mountain to swim.

He said, entertaining too many people from all walks of life, everyone who comes to my great Xi'an is a one-day tour of "Lishan-Huaqing Pool-Banpo-Terracotta Warriors". There are only a few pots in the museum. You don't need to listen to their explanation, I can count it for you, I really don't need to go in and read it again!

Xiaobei's water quality is very good. He has experienced the strong winds and waves of the Weihe River in Xigou since he was a child, and the back of his neck is tanned.People who knew him called them "water monkeys".

Now this person looks like a suave and suave boss with a lot of gold in his waist. I said, why don't you always have a pair of swimming trunks in the car when you go out!

Xiao Bei is not someone who would carry diving goggles, swimming trunks and a big oxygen tank in the car.People will not change their sex in a lifetime, three years old is considered old, and seven years old is considered old.He must have nothing to wear, only his trousers are left, and he is also 30 years old. This is called the same style as before.Xiaobei said that he plunged into the pool with a sudden plunge, and dived with all his might and confidence. He dived for half a minute, but he didn't feel the bottom.

He yelled to an old man sitting on the bank, "Why didn't I get the bottom line!"

The old man said to him slowly, "This pool is more than 100 meters deep, you don't know the depth, how can you touch it to the bottom?"

Meng Xiaobei rolled ashore, sat in the sun with his trousers on, smoked a cigarette, dried himself, and then put on his trousers and leather shoes.This guy shook his wet black hair, came back to pick us up, and then happily took everyone to the Bell Tower Square to taste Lao Sun's mutton steamed buns.Talking and laughing loudly along the street, passers-by looked sideways.

Xiaobei is an outgoing and cheerful person; in the restaurant, he must be the one who runs between the lobby and the kitchen to shout at the waiters.I've always felt that even if this person doesn't learn painting and doesn't have that kind of artistic talent, he can still get along well in society and play the role of reporter or TV host, which is especially suitable for them in the rural areas of the Northwest. Those who hold weddings, sing red and white songs, host a wedding banquet, or hang mourning and cry for funerals.In this kind of person's temperament, they are naturally rich in expressiveness, which can infect the people around them and make people happy!

It also coincided with the tenth anniversary of Xiaobei's father's death, and we accompanied Xiaobei's mother to the tomb to pay respects.At the columbarium, Xiaobei's mother once held out the ashes.I carried it for her, and she carefully dusted it off.It has been rubbed repeatedly for ten years, and it is still treated like a treasure.

Then in the cemetery, we accompanied, walked slowly, and found the place.Xiaobei's mother cried in front of the tombstone and lit a brazier.I just remember that the wind was strong that day, and the fireworks were also rushing, which made my nose and eyes full of tears.Xiaobei's mother still wept bitterly when she saw her deceased husband many years later, recalling the past while crying.I didn't listen to a few words because my eyes were sore.Wearing Bausch & Lomb in my eyes, I was thinking about the teachings of experts in the newspaper all the time, and my mind was full of messy concerns such as "whether the contact lens will burn my eyeballs if it catches fire".

At that time, I was young and my emotions were raw and untrained, so I couldn't poke a painful point emotionally.The hoarse crying is right next to my ears, but I can't quite feel it. It's a tragic vicissitudes of a hundred years after the relatives are separated and the heavens and the people are separated forever.

Xiaobei's father is very handsome; in the photo, he is wearing a very ordinary work uniform, with short hair and handsome eyes.In his eyebrows and eyes, he has the integrity, passion and sincerity that belonged to that specific era, and his bearing is extraordinary.His second child also said that if his father was still there, he would have nothing to do with himself in the drama circle.People of that era had no fake faces, no pretentiousness in their temperament, and no hypocrisy and oily vulgarity.

At that time, hundreds of thousands of young people with aspirations went to the Northwest and Southwest to support the third-line construction, and Xiaobei's parents were among them.That generation was full of ups and downs and magnificent life, and the stories of joys and sorrows are now being uncovered more and more and shown in literary and artistic film and television works.Many people took care of their families back then, with white hair and black hair. When they were young, they buried themselves in the deep mountains. In middle age, they suffered from turmoil and illness, and even their wives and children were separated. That is also the generation that once burned passionate youth for this country, and it is a generation that was swept away by the torrent of fate.

Those of us younger generations, who dare to comment on the previous generation, and casually evaluate whether their past dedication is meaningful, to a certain extent, also belong to the recklessness of ignorant and inexperienced people.Personally, I still firmly believe that everyone in their generation was once young and vigorous, possessed dignified and lofty ideals, and had a heroic passion, all of which deserve the admiration and respect of future generations.That is their youth, which cannot be copied and will never come again.At the moment of burning life to create value, life is meaningful.

It's just that today's society and the values ​​prevailing in this society are changing rapidly, and they are no longer the simplicity of belief in the past.If people can't keep up with the pace of the times and social changes, they will inevitably fall into a rut, which also represents the sadness experienced by some people in their later years.

Later, I went away to study, far away from my hometown, and wandered overseas.Looking back on some of the past these years, it was only then that my mind was gradually occupied and infected by some indifferent and vague memories.People only realize that there will always be some people and some feelings when they lose it, which cannot be given up in this life, and cannot be forgotten for a long time.I judge others by myself, thinking of my aging parents, the beauty of my hometown, the lost youth, and the innocence of my youth that I can never go back, and then slowly realize the life changes and spirituality that the person experienced at the time. shock.

Thinking of it in the dead of night, I couldn't help but burst into tears, so I wanted to write an article for this family, an ordinary and vivid family.

Xiaobei has been very busy in recent years, and bought another "nanny van" for transporting people and goods.Every time I saw it, there were piles of books in the car, some of which were designed and published by him.

When we met at that time, we just ate and chatted, and often went to Haidilao to eat hot pot, or a certain "Guo Lin's home cooking" in the city.That's our base!

Xiaobei usually doesn't often mention his father, nor his lover.The most often talked about is that group of fox friends and dog friends, bright long and bright short.His good friend Liangliang recently got another business and invested a lot of money. If he loses, he will lose a house.In short, this person is very good at the house. He has high-end apartments in the city and Wangjing, and he is a gentleman.Liangliang came to talk to him again, telling him about his entangled emotional troubles. Every time on the wine table, Xiao Bei slapped his face severely, and then took two big ear breaks to pull him back. Only then did he calm down for several months, and then he returned to his old ways. !

I asked: "After Liangliang, does he still have a girlfriend?"

Meng Xiaobei said with a cigarette in his mouth, "Xiaomi, you can't be considered a girlfriend."

I said, "This is not good, and you don't care about him."

Meng Xiaobei said: "Some people's way of life has become a fixed pattern for more than ten years, and it can also achieve harmony and unity to a certain extent. He and his family have a very stable relationship and will not be separated easily. Liangliang also Not stupid, if he is really stupid, he can't do business. With such a rich family in his hand, the family needs someone to manage the house and manage the money for him, and the rear must be stable. All his money is in the hands of his wife. Absolutely not to outsiders, he is smart."

Me: "To be honest, do you have Xiaomi?"

Xiaobei smiled and said, "Do you think I look like me?"

Xiaobei doesn't mind telling some private matters, but he won't tell anyone casually either.It's not because of fear, but because I don't want to be overly gossiped by people around me. There is no need to show off my life.Xiaobei laughed and said, "The rotten girls on the Internet are too tough."

Xiaobei and his head of the family have been together for more than ten years.

I asked, "Ever bored? Did you two fight?"

Xiaobei said: "There must have been quarrels. Who doesn't quarrel? You and your family, Mr. Chen, don't quarrel?"

I said annoyedly: "It's noisy! I'm fine if I don't write. As long as I retreat and write, I will make a fuss, saying that I don't see him anymore, and men are all brats!"

Xiaobei said: "That's it! We usually complain that each other is too busy, neglects the family, makes money easily and falls in love late. In fact, there is nothing worth arguing about emotionally."

"I think I don't do housework or do laundry. Sometimes I wear a piece of clothing for a week without changing it, and he gets annoyed and says to put me in the washing machine with me!"

I said: "Is it a typical old man old man model, it's so boring."

When Xiao Bei smiled, his eyes narrowed. He wasn't handsome, but he was bad enough, the kind of bad that girls like.Meng Xiaobei said: "The people I met when I was young are my childhood sweethearts. When I met them later, there is no comparison in terms of emotional depth. Nothing can compare to the old ones. It's like the few pens I used for drawing. The nibs let me They are bent and almost bald, and the metal ones can be worn off by a millimeter, but I still like to use those old pens, they are easy to use, and I can’t bear to replace them with new ones.”

How loyal feelings can be, those nasty romantic words are descriptions in romance novels, not necessarily real life.

Real life is relatively plain, with all kinds of twists and turns and imperfections. At that time in the 90s, it was an era of rapid social development and rapid changes in all aspects. Young people in society were striding forward quickly, changing themselves and changing the times.Meng Xiaobei was considered to be half an insider. At that time, he often came into contact with celebrities who were in the limelight, and many of them had great changes in their lives.The Gao Feng who sang "Great China" later died of a hidden disease, Mao Ning was assassinated because of the homosexual turmoil, Luo Qi and Xie Dong both took drugs, Yang Yuying retired because of the Yuanhua case; Tong went to prison; later, Leslie Cheung left her boyfriend and committed suicide by jumping off a building.

People of an entire era have gradually moved away from the hustle and bustle.The beauty of the year has returned to silence.

At that time, Xiaobei admired Leslie Cheung very much, and cherished the movie "Farewell My Concubine", and watched it countless times, feeling moved.

When "Titanic" was released, Xiaobei and his family went to Qingdao to play and boarded a warship for exhibition by the sea.Xiaobei stood at the bow of the boat, opened his arms, let the sea breeze blow up the hair curtain and exposed his forehead, and shouted "Hey Ruth Ruth! Hug me quickly, let's fly together!" The guy from their family was on his buttocks at the time With a light kick, "Get lost, I'm Jack."

More than ten years have passed, Mao Ning and Yang Yuying have all come back, Luo Qi has successfully rehabilitated drugs, Hong Dou has already been released from prison and everyone is gone, Leslie Cheung celebrates his [-]th anniversary.There are still many people whose life trajectories and ideals remain unchanged.Xiaobei and his Tangtang are still living peacefully together.

A certain person occasionally thought of knocking on me in the midst of his busy schedule: [Why is it named 'Tangtang', it's disgusting. 】

I said: [This name sounds nice, I like it, don't worry about how I write it. 】

Xiao Bei: [Sounds like Leslie Cheung's husband Tang Tang. 】

I said: [The character design is far away, readers will not be confused! 】

Xiaobei took a rough look at the outline, and I quickly explained that I want to move the time point of all the characters forward by a few years, so that the two of you can meet "romantically" in advance, and join a period of life in Xigou, Qishan, so as to reflect the gravity of the times With the documentary vibe of country fiction, blahblah.Xiaobei is a person who often writes scripts. After reading it, he only commented: [You have such a layout, you don't want to write about me, you want to write about my dad. 】

I said: [I am indeed more moved by your father, and the writing is more emotionally explosive. 】

Xiaobei: [Then you can write about my dad, don't write about me, I have nothing to write about. 】

I also once asked, Xiao Bei, have you ever regretted it?

If you had to choose again, would you choose to live with a man?

Xiaobei said, there is no choice at all, this kind of thing is not my choice, I think it is destined.Hey, how can a man have such a mother-in-law like you, if you like it, you like it!

So, if you had to make another choice, would you come out?Will you quarrel with your family like you did back then?

This question is difficult.In other words, boys, it is easy to indulge a momentary relationship, but it is much more difficult to bear the responsibility and pressure of a lifetime after having sex without getting pregnant.Xiaobei thought for a long time, and said that if he did it all over again, he might not choose to come out impulsively at that time, but would endure it for a few more years and explain to his parents slowly that maybe many things would not have happened.

This kind of question is cruel, and it is completely out of my own selfishness, which is equivalent to exposing the other party's scars.

I understand Xiaobei's true and frank thoughts: if he does it all over again, he is more inclined to choose to hide, to be wronged for a few years first, and to coax his father slowly. Maybe his family is still intact now, and his father is still alive, so he will A chance to prove to my father that he made the right choice, that his feelings are serious and loyal, and that he is not a young man fooling around.

Xiaobei was very speechless about my various bizarre brain circuits and random obscenities, such as that poop of a wolf cub's urine. Is this what you call a "romantic" encounter?I say this is fiction!

Xiaobei doesn't like to read my writing very much, which makes me very hurt as a writer. It must be that my writing is too bad!Of course, he explained that he usually doesn't read any online novels!Don't say it's me, a little transparent, who wrote a small broken article, he has never read the third young master of the Tang family, the goddess of silkworms, potatoes and butterflies.This comforts my fragile heart a little.

The real masters don't need to read novels to lament other people's stories. Their life is a long scroll of ups and downs.

Xiaobei commented, "It's still a key middle school. Are you writing about the school you went to? I never went to a serious high school."

I said, then I can only write in this way. Campus life, close to the living environment of ordinary student readers, is more likely to resonate. Can I write truthfully?

I always feel that in this novel of mine, the legendary life experience of Xiaobei and Xiaojing is weakened to some extent.Precisely because my own life is too ordinary, it is difficult for me to figure out the mentality and experience of these people, and I cannot express my true charm.

Meng Xiaojing is also not easy.The so-called natural beauty is hard to give up, even if you sell fans and air conditioners in hypermarkets, you can be spotted by scouts.Without any background, no art school foundation, dozens of candidates were selected from tens of thousands of candidates across the country, and Meng Xiaojing was admitted.

In the article, I fictitiously blurred the age and details, falsified and rearranged the ages, schools, and place names of the two brothers.Moreover, writing this kind of article is very laborious. From the beginning to the end, it is almost always difficult to find a balance between the illusory beauty of Tanmei novels and the cruel reality of gay literature.To put it bluntly, the writing is too cruel and true, and I am very utilitarian for fear of losing my readers; the writing is too popular, and I feel that I am sorry for the ideal original intention of writing this article.

When the two brothers separated, they were younger than I wrote, and they almost never lived together.

The brothers met at a table to eat and drink, talking and laughing happily.Usually, one is in Beijing and the other is in the Northwest. When they don't see each other, they are "passers-by" for each other, busy with their own things, and rarely contact each other.I think this kind of family relationship is by no means the only special case. It is not anyone's responsibility or fault.

Xiaobei's family members are relatively mysterious to the people around them, and they can't see the end of the dragon.

The capital is full of dignitaries and cadres' children.The real high-ranking cadres of aristocratic families usually do things very low-key, wear ordinary clothes, drive ordinary cars, and are no different from ordinary people on the street. They are polite and alienated, and it is difficult to get close to each other.Those who drive a luxury car with big gold teeth bared and behave arrogantly are usually nouveau riche rich men.

I met one by chance, and I can't describe how I felt at the time.With just one glance, I feel that Meng Xiaobei is lucky. Such a man, with his eyes and demeanor, must be a stable and trustworthy person.Moreover, people who have served in the army have a military demeanor in walking and sitting.It is very quiet when it is quiet, drinking is refreshing, and it is inadvertently attractive.

I asked, why do people like you?

Meng Xiaobei said, I'm a pretty good person too!

I asked, who usually listens to whom?

Meng Xiaobei said that small things are optional, but big things such as buying a house, important investment, and changing work units, I still listen to him.

I pretended to be a layman and asked naively, as if you all said 1 and 0, I don’t understand, so please tell me, which one of you is 1 and which is 0?

Meng Xiaobei smiled and stared at me, what do you think?

I am a danmei wolf old Jianghu, I can guess right as soon as I guess it, and I have a good eye.

Meng Xiaobei said, I still do more, and now I basically do it.

Meng Xiaobei briefly explained that sexual orientation, who gets on and who gets off, has nothing to do with age or appearance, it's not because someone is older, it's just about physical pleasure.Whoever has the G-spot growing there and feels comfortable, it should be right there.Men pursue a refreshing feeling in sex, and some people are particularly afraid of pain. What's the point of having it hurt for several days at a time?Or there is no point at all, uncomfortable, just on top.

In novels, readers always hope that a man like Shaotang is a pure gong.I can only comfort my readers that Shaotang dotes on his Beibei more than everyone imagines.

Let's talk about the current situation of the family.

Xiaobei's mother was single in her later years, and colleagues and neighbors once came to her, and they wanted to introduce a "wife" to her in a tactful way.She still declined and didn't want to look for it again.

Xiaobei's mother took care of her grandson at home, enjoying the family happiness.Both Meng Xiaojing and his daughter-in-law are out of business.He is acting, and his wife is on the TV station, and often travels with the film crew to other places and all over the country.According to Xiaobei's mother, what young couples want when they grow old is the life journey they have walked together for decades. They are familiar with each other and are the closest people. Only when they grow old can they be comfortable and happy.If you get a "wife" halfway, the personality and living habits of each other may not be suitable for each other. If the children of both parties quarrel, it is not an "old partner", it is just adding trouble to your life!At the same time, I also firmly believe that in her heart, no one can compare with Xiaobei's father.

The children of the Meng family all grew up smoothly and achieved their own success.Meng Xiaogu did not divorce the man in the end.After a man is over [-] years old, he can't afford to be a prostitute, he has no money and no good looks, and even young girls look down on him. Only then does the prodigal son turn around, return to the family, and value his wife and children.Those couple were able to let go of their previous feud and make do with it.For many people, marriage is a necessary social relationship in life and a legal procedure for reproduction. The word "love" is too extravagant and thrilling.

As for the two people who have love, their relationship is just not tolerated by the traditional etiquette of society, and they cannot be recognized by legal procedures.

The "big sister" of the long house in my hometown in Shandong was a few years older than the old man of the Meng family, and later passed away.

Grandma Meng sent some clothes and money to her hometown, and it was then that she suddenly felt sad. She sat on the bed and wiped her tears because of the original wife she had never even met.I guess what the old lady is crying is not the original spouse, but the joys and sorrows that have supported the family for decades. Family love is priceless.

The old lady is the most experienced and the most calm and strong person in this family.A few years later, Grandpa Xiaobei also passed away at an advanced age, and the old lady witnessed the old man closing his eyes peacefully at the door of the emergency room of the hospital.Fifty years of golden marriage, the couple in the photo album are peerless.

One year when I returned to China, I gathered with my relatives and friends and sang to the foreign cabinet after dinner.

During this period, Xiaobei kept looking at his mobile phone, with nimble fingers, and sent text messages.

We asked: "Is your chief designer still here?"

Xiaobei said: "The chief designer just came back from Hong Kong and was very tired, so he slept at home."

When singing K that night and it was dark, his boss He still came over, Xiaobei ran downstairs to pick him up amidst some malicious booing.Xiaobei is usually casual, and he is never so "flattering" and caring to other people around him.Or the two of them had a private conversation outside first, laughing at the boredom of us outsiders.

The cash drawer room was dimly lit, but I still saw light on some people's faces, really from the eyebrows and eyes.

Xiao Bei and his family, Mr. He, the two of them sat side by side from beginning to end, there was no need to be too close, there was a tacit understanding at first glance.Mr. He was very polite to everyone, nodding his head lightly, without saying too much, but he also entertained us with delicious mango pudding and durian crisps bought in Hong Kong.

Someone asked, isn’t it forbidden to bring your own snacks here?Mr. He glanced at us: "If I bring it, I can bring it in."

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A group of people eating happily.Xiaobei and Liangliang like to sing, and they sang Jacky Cheung's "Dilemma", "Your Eyes Betray Your Heart" and so on.Xiaobei's family members watched him play quietly most of the time, with one arm resting on the back of the sofa, and occasionally reaching out to pinch the dimple on the back of Xiaobei's neck, pinching someone who was barking his teeth and claws back and sitting down.

It is rewarding for me to peek sideways from time to time. When Xiaobei talks to his family members, he must turn his head, look at each other, hold each other's knees, and there is such a complex emotion mixed with respect and admiration in his eyes, which is really different from ordinary lovers.I wondered in my mind if he would have a brain twitch and call "Daddy" or something, haha.

Mr. He has a very good appearance, good-looking eyes, and slightly soft lines. He is not a rough person, but he is not soft either.His expression always makes people think that he is smiling, but he is not smiling, and the corner of his mouth is slightly curved in a calm arc.

I took a closer look, and found that this person had no famous brand on him, and all his clothes and shoes were unmarked, so he couldn't tell the brand.

The two wear the same platinum ring.

Xiao Bei sang, and the family members stared at his shoes.Mr. He began to study Xiaobei's boots since the second half of the song, and finally said, "Your laces are in the wrong eye."

Xiaobei held the mic, lowered his head, and the voice came from McCree: "Who's wearing the wrong eye? I haven't worn the high-end shoes you bought, and I don't know how to wear them."

Mr. He then took off Xiao Bei's shoe.He sat with one leg crossed across the other knee, and slowly relaced his shoes.Wear one and throw it back, and then pick off the other foot.

Mr. He whispered: "Your grandma told me that she wants to go back to her hometown in Shandong. Take some time and tell me the time. I will try my best to arrange it."

Xiaobei said: "Why do you want to go back again? There are still relatives in my hometown? The older generation has passed away, and the younger ones are all working outside."

Mr. He said: "The old man wants to return to his hometown. She said she wants to go back and have a look, so you must obey her and fulfill her wish. Don't make the old lady feel regretful."

Xiaobei said, "Go ahead, listen to you, and go back during the Chinese New Year."

Drinking and singing were very lively, Liangliang remembered the allusion of "beer and raw eggs", and insisted on running to the back kitchen of the karaoke hall to ask for raw eggs to drink.

Then they wrestled arms and gambled.Xiao Bei and his family members had their right hands resting on the coffee table.Mr. He leaned forward and sat down, his sitting posture was very stable, with a smile in his eyes: "You see, you are still squatting, it is not easy to exert strength."

Xiaobei was also polite and modest: "Then come and squat with me, and I will sit with you?"

His family members really got up, changed places with him, and continued to tease him: "You use both hands."

Xiaobei said, "I'm so overwhelmed! Although my wrist has been injured, I'm not that weak!"

Someone offered a suggestion: "Meng Xiaobei, put both hands and feet on your back, it's almost the same!"

Xiao Bei struggled to press with both hands, maybe his wrists were really hard to use.At the tense moment when the strengths of the two sides were stalemate, the muscles were exaggerated and tense, and everyone watched intently and silently, but Liangliang sneered absently, "Xiaobei, put your fifth leg on top, your husband must be afraid of you." .”

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Everyone in the room thought obscenely, laughed wildly, and spit out their saliva brightly!As soon as the muscles of the two men relaxed, all their strength was vented, and they laughed.Xiaobei's fifth "phantom limb" showed its power, and it really overwhelmed him.Mr. He generously punished himself with a bottle of wine, it didn't matter.

That day Xiaobei sang a song by Xu Wei to his head of the family, saying that it was for the family members.He sat on the coffee table, facing the Lord sideways.

Xu Wei is from Xi'an, Shaanxi. It is said that Mr. He prefers this style of rock and roll. It is not heavy metal and not too noisy, and the lyrics and music have a mellow aftertaste of the country.So I put the song "Blue Lotus" in the copy.

Xiaobei's voice is casual and hoarse, full of taste.

"The setting sun in the sky once again reflected my face, and once again reflected my restless heart.

Where is still so desolate, and the endless journey so long.

I am the prodigal son who always walks alone in the distance, and you are my man in the vast crowd! !

Every cold night on the road in a foreign land, this longing hurts me like a knife..."

Xiaobei deliberately changed the "woman" in a certain line of the lyrics to "You are my man", and howled hoarsely and vigorously, romantic and sensational.In the spirit of wine, there are laughter and tears in life, and the eyes of the people who have spent more than ten years together are full of insight and calmness.

"Always in my dream I see your helpless eyes, my heart is awakened again.

I always see myself walking on the way home in my dreams, and you stand under the setting sun with a beautiful face.

At that time, your military uniform was chic, and then you were as gentle as water. "

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I try my best to write this story down, and maybe next summer, I will go to Xi'an again to visit Xiaobei's father and bring readers' wishes and sorrows.The details of the story are mixed with a lot of my own conjectures, fictitious life details, various good wishes and explanations, hoping to bring some warmth and inspirational touch to readers.Xiaobei's stubbornness and free and easy, Shaotang's tenacity and affection, the two of them stand shoulder to shoulder, making me feel every moment that happiness is not easy, but their happiness is so worth it.

In the torrent of time, Shaotang leads his little Bei, wading through the long river of memory, wading through the ravines of the future, his face against the light shines in the dark corridor.Xiaobei said that wherever Shaotang is, it will always be his hometown.They returned to the hometown in their hearts, and they have lived together peacefully so far.

The author has something to say: it's over, thank you for your love.Writing this article is quite hard, insomnia, hair loss, and using up a lot of tissues. I am also grateful to all readers for their support and encouragement along the way, thank you for all your comments, Bawang votes, and a few cute things who worked hard to write long articles for me.The simplified version of my personal history will be pre-ordered around the end of this month, and will try to be beautifully bound to match the atmosphere of the times reflected in the book.The book version should have two fictional stories of joy and passion that are seriously inconsistent with the main theme. For specific information, please see the Weibo notice later.

The new article should be published in the next year, and I plan to write a light-hearted and passionate article to adjust the taste.

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