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The fundraising ceremony was scheduled for the beginning of April. This time, Lin Zhile didn't bring anyone with her, only Zhou Xun and the two of them. When they arrived at the airport, Qu Jinxiang's little Wu En was already waiting at the airport exit, holding a sign that said two person's name.

Zhou Xun and Lin Zhile walked out of the gate and walked to the person who picked them up, "Hi, are you Wu En? We are Qu Jinxiang's friends."

"Hello, you are very welcome. Lao Qu has already told me on the phone that the accommodation conditions on the grasslands are not as good as those in the city. It may be hard work for you for two days." Wu En put down the sign in his hand and told them. shake hands.

He is a typical Mongolian, dressed in national costumes, tall and strong, with a round face, high but not prominent cheekbones, and a plateau red that is unique to people on the grasslands on his cheeks. He is enthusiastic and speaks Mandarin very well.

Zhou Xun quickly chatted with him warmly, Lin Zhile just listened quietly from the side, and responded politely when he was mentioned.

Wu En told them that a few students from the Academy of Fine Arts came from Beijing. They have been here for a few days and they are also here to participate in this event. Will donate to this charity project.But what Zhou Xun and Lin Zhile didn't expect was that the student of the Academy of Fine Arts was actually Luo Jiang.

Luo Jiang was the upstairs neighbor of the house they rented when Lin Zhile was still in high school, and Luo Jiang was only a six-year-old child at that time. In fact, two years ago when Zhou Xun accompanied Ye Yunqing back to his hometown, he met him by accident. Crossing the Luojiang River, Zhou Xun was still alone at that time, and Lin Zhile hadn't come back yet.

"Brother Xun, Brother Zhile, it's really you." Luo Jiang was originally drawing on the grass, and there were a few teenagers beside him. He put down the drawing board in his hand, "What a coincidence, last time I only saw Xun Brother, you are all here this time."

Lin Zhile's mood also changed slightly after seeing Luo Jiang, perhaps because Luo Jiang had a similar growth experience with him, he always had a little more pity for Luo Jiang than he did for his younger brother, and Zhou Xun was also special at that time. take care of him.

Luo Jiang and his parents used to live upstairs. His father was an alcoholic, and every time he got drunk, he would beat Xiao Luo Jiang to pieces. His mother was a gambler, and she was never home for ten out of ten days. Zhou Xun and Lin Zhile often took Xiao Luojiang to their home to take care of him.

During Lin Zhile's entire high school period, apart from Zhou Xun, the only person who made him willing to say a word was Luo Jiang, who was only six years old at the time.

In the end, Luo Jiang's father was imprisoned for injuring others while drinking, and Luo Jiang's mother took him away to avoid debts, and never saw him again.

It has been ten years since I thought about it.

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"Luojiang, I haven't seen you for so many years, you have grown up so much." Lin Zhile's words should be the softest greeting he can express except for Zhou Xun.

Luo Jiang was not warm-hearted either, so he smiled at Lin Zhile, and then introduced the people around him, "Xi Yang, my partner, Nan Feng, my senior, is also from the Academy of Fine Arts."

After saying hello to the two, Xi Yang held Luo Jiang's arm, "You didn't cry when you were with me, don't be jealous now, I will be jealous."

One sentence made the atmosphere of several people come alive.

After a few people chatted, Nanfeng quietly called Luo Jiang to the side, "The one just now, you called him Brother Xun, didn't I tell you before that there is a client who has been there for more than four years, and every Every once in a while, he will ask me to help him draw a portrait, which is just like Brother Xun."

After Nanfeng finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and found the photos of those paintings to show Luo Jiang. Luo Jiang saw that it was really Zhou Xun. The latest one was not much different from Zhou Xun's now. Same.

"Do you know the name of the client who asked you to paint?" Luo Jiang asked Nanfeng.

"I don't know. I only know that his surname is Zhang. He is a middle-aged man. He looks nothing special. He has a popular face. Every time he finishes painting, he will give me an address and ask me to send the painting. He also looked for me a while ago. Every time I frame it myself and send it out, but sometimes the client comes to the Academy of Fine Arts to pick it up.”

Luo Jiang glanced at Zhou Xun quickly, and he felt that he should find a suitable opportunity to tell Zhou Xun, after all, he is the one in the painting.

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This time they all lived in the home of Wu En's nephew Ajixi. His house had a lot of tents, which were originally used to receive tourists during the tourist season after May, and now they are just used to entertain them.

Zhou Xun and Lin Zhile were naturally arranged in the same tent. The people on the grassland were hospitable and hospitable. They slaughtered sheep and cattle for dinner. Zhile accompanied him on the grass outside the tent for a walk to digest food.

"Brother Xun, you've been having stomach pains lately, let's go to the hospital for a gastroscopy after we return to Beijing." Lin Zhile looked at Zhou Xun with stomach pains and felt uncomfortable.

"It's okay, but maybe I have a stomach ulcer, just take some medicine." Zhou Xun said.

The moon was already high, the two returned to the tent, and were about to fall asleep when they heard someone calling Lin Zhile outside.

"Senior Zhile, are you there?"

Zhou Xun let people in.

It's a coincidence this time, besides Luo Jiang, the acquaintance who came here also has this person who Zhou Xun has been thinking about for many years, Lin Zhile's junior, who once found him, held his head high, He said that there is no man who doesn't like a younger body, and Lin Zhile will like his arrogant junior sooner or later.

Zhou Xun also deliberately went to find out his name, Wu Yan.

Ever since Wu Yan saw Lin Zhile, he hadn't moved his eyes away. He couldn't contain the surprise from head to toe, and he almost jumped three feet high from the spot.

Zhou Xun looked at Wu Yan and snorted coldly at Lin Zhile's upturned head.

"What's the matter, Brother Xun?" Lin Zhile didn't know why Zhou Xun was suddenly angry, and asked him cautiously.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, what a coincidence, your former elementary school brother also came." Zhou Xun's drunkenness was still there, and now his head was on the top, and the eyebrows and nose bones whizzed non-stop.

Lin Zhile's attention was still on Zhou Xun, and he glanced at Wu Yan when he heard Zhou Xun's words, and he looked carefully several times, but he didn't recognize who the person who came in was.

Wu Yan was a little disappointed, but still unwilling, he walked up to Lin Zhile, "Senior, you are really here. I heard that you were here too, so I just wanted to try my luck. I didn't expect to be able to come here." Let me see the senior again." After he finished speaking, he looked at Lin Zhile with anticipation in his eyes.

Lin Zhile really didn't have much impression of him. There were quite a few people chasing him before, but he couldn't remember which junior was in front of him, so he didn't answer.

Wu Yan said again: "Senior, do you still remember that year..."

Zhou Xun interjected, "Do you still remember that summer afternoon, you and Lin Zhile confessed your love under the cherry blossom tree at the east gate of the third basketball court of University A, and you gave him a limited edition album? Bar?"

"Do you still remember the mineral water you gave after the big class..."

"You also wrote love songs for Lin Zhile, and played guitar for him on the playground, right?"

Zhou Xun said several things in one breath, but Lin Zhile had no impression of each of them.

"I said elementary school brother, it happened 800 years ago. Do you think you are acting in a TV series?" Zhou Xun squeezed between the two and pushed Lin Zhile back. "Who stipulates that you have to remember?"

Wu Yan was suddenly interrupted, a little unhappy, and at this moment he also remembered who Zhou Xun was, "I heard that the senior broke up with you after graduation, and I have been looking for him for a long time after the senior graduated..."

"Who are you? Is it your turn to look for it? Which onion or garlic do you care about? It's none of your business?" Zhou Xun pulled out the wooden chair under the table and sat directly in the middle of the tent, crossing his legs .

Wu Yan blushed when Zhou Xun said, "At the beginning you said that even if you were 80 years old, the senior would still love you, but didn't you still break up?"

A word is like a needle, piercing the balloon that Zhou Xun blew up full of holes. The back that was originally sitting upright on the chair seemed to have collapsed a lot. up.

"I don't remember you, so I invite you out..." Lin Zhile wanted to skin Wu Yan to show the public, he opened the curtain to see off the guests, but before Wu Yan went out, Zhou Xun got out first.

"Brother Xun..."

Zhou Xun got out of the tent before he finished calling Brother Xun.

"Brother Xun..." Lin Zhile wanted to chase him out, but Wu Yan grabbed his arm, "Senior..."

Lin Zhile shook off Wu Yan's hand, and looked at Wu Yan with bloodthirsty sternness in his eyes. Wu Yan shivered when he saw him, and cold sweat began to break out involuntarily on his back.

But with such a delay of a few seconds, Zhou Xun was nowhere to be seen when Lin Zhile went out.

In fact, Zhou Xun didn't want to go far, and sat on the grass not far from the tent. He also heard Lin Zhile calling him, but he just didn't want to respond.

At the beginning of April, the grassland has not yet grown new green. During the day, it is still yellow to the sky. At night, you can only hear the wind, but fortunately, the sky is full of stars.

Zhou Xun sat on a piece of grass and grabbed the withered yellow grass leaves, and then put them on the palm of his hand. When the wind blew, they began to fly down in all directions. Some of them landed on his pants, and he couldn't take them off even if he patted them.

He didn't have to be angry with someone who had been so many years ago and was so insignificant, but what Wu Yan said was the truth.

When Lin Zhile found him, there was already a fine layer of sweat on his forehead.

Zhou Xun was lying on the grass, with his arms resting on the back of his head, one leg raised, a piece of dry grass in his mouth, and his teeth biting the grass stem.

"Brother Xun, I've been looking for you for a long time, but you never answered me."

Zhou Xun spat out the grass root in his mouth with a puff, "Do you know what it feels like to find someone now? I heard you calling me, but I just ignored you."

Lin Zhile closed her eyes, her throat seemed to be choked, and finally lay down, beside Zhou Xun.

"What Wu Yan said is the truth, isn't it?" Zhou Xun said, "Everything about me will definitely be exposed on the spot. This is really a joke, Lin Zhile."

Lin Zhile just lay quietly, the wind dried the sweat on his forehead, and then asked, "Brother Xun, how did you know those things? I remember that you didn't like to go to our school before, and you never went to my school." A few times, at most get acquainted with Han Haoming and the others."

"I haven't been there a few times, but every time I go, I can meet that Wu Yan. Do you think I can remember it? You can remember Qi Changyuan for such a long time, and he chased you so crazy at that time Primary school boy, he has come to me, and I can’t forget it even if I want to.” Zhou Xun got up from the grass, patted the grass on his pants, and looked at him from directly above Lin Zhile, "I told him that even if I was 80 years old, when I got old, Lin Zhile would only love me alone."

"Brother Xun, I will only love you alone, and when you are 80 years old, I will only love you alone." Lin Zhile also stood up, "The grassland and the stars in the sky can testify."

"You might as well swear to the light bulb in the room, if it doesn't work, maybe I can still hear it."

"Then I'll tell you again when I get back to the tent."

In the end, the petty dispute between the two ended in a kiss with the smell of dry grass between their lips.

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The fundraising ceremony on the second day went smoothly. Many people came from the media and newspaper offices. Originally, they wanted to take more pictures of Lin Zhile and interview him by the way, but Lin Zhile had a local interview arranged by Wu En. Except for the promotion of Fang's family, all of them were rejected, so there was a lot of free time.

Luo Jiang and his group went to the airport as soon as the event was over because the school had classes. Because Zhou Xun had been busy with Wu En, Luo Jiang took a spare time to tell Zhou Xun about the painting before leaving. Having said that, Zhou Xun only remembered the surname of Zhang who asked someone to draw him.

Zhou Xun and Lin Zhile were not in a hurry to return to Beijing. They bought train tickets for the next day to go back to Mina River, and there was one afternoon left, so Wu En arranged for them a lot of entertainment on the grassland, such as archery and horseback riding. Zhou Xun was right. He has no interest in archery. He has long noticed the stables of Ajixi's family. Ajixi raised five horses, two adult horses and three foals.

Zhou Xun saw that A Rixi had ridden when he went out. The sassy back on the horse in the wind made people yearn for it. Men naturally like the feeling of galloping.

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"Arixi, help me choose a horse, I want to try." Zhou Xun stroked a reddish-brown horse at the far end of the stable. The little pony was different, calm and peaceful, like a loving old man. Most of the domestic horses were more humane. The old horse neighed softly at Zhou Xun a few times.

"I like it." Zhou Xun reached out to touch the horse's belly and stroked the long mane.

Lin Zhile added, "A horse with a milder temper is best."

A Rixi refilled several other horses, walked up to Zhou Xun, and said to Zhou Xun in a not-so-fluent Mandarin with a local accent: "This old horse has the most gentle temper, and I usually ride the most." This is the same horse, can you ride a horse? I can teach you."

Zhou Xun has ridden before and knows how to ride, "I can ride."

Arixi untied the rope tied to the red horse from the wooden pole, led the horse out of the stable, and handed the rope to Zhou Xun, "The horse farm is huge, you can ride as much as you want."

Zhou Xun led the horse to the side of the racecourse, and talked to the horse for a while, basically saying that I will ride on your back later, please take care of me.

Lin Zhile didn't know how to ride a horse, so he just looked at Zhou Xun with a smile.

Zhou Xunjian was talking about the same thing as the horse. He grabbed the rein with his left hand, stepped on the stirrup with his left foot, and lifted his leg with his right foot. A sideways jumper rode on the saddle. After sitting firmly, his calf tightened around the horse's belly.

"Brother Xun, please ride carefully, don't ride too fast," Lin Zhile watched frightenedly, he had never seen Zhou Xun ride a horse before, and he was still telling, "Hold on to the rein tightly, don't let go."

Zhou Xun circled Lin Zhile twice on his horse, "Got it."

After finishing speaking, he patted the horse's belly, stamped the horse's hooves, and the horse's mane fluttered, and galloped away into the distance.

Zhou Xun's ears were filled with the sound of the wind, and he excitedly yelled towards the vast and far-reaching grassland. What responded to him was the oncoming wind, and Lin Zhile behind him said, "Brother Xun, ride slowly."

The setting sun in the sky is still making its final entanglement with the end of the grassland, the remaining streamer is scattered all over the grassland, and the warm orange light follows the wind to outline the slightly curved back of the horse.

After riding a few laps around the horse farm, Zhou Xun felt a lot happier, and the depression in his heart also stayed on the horse's back and was blown away by the wind.

Just when he was holding the reins and was about to stop, the brown-red old horse suddenly raised its head and gave a long cry to the sky, then the horse's hooves slammed on the ground at high speed, making a sharp turn, Zhou Xun leaned to the side, and was almost thrown off the horse's back. He quickly clamped the horse's belly with his calf, and grasped the rein and mane with both hands.The old horse turned around again, and rushed out of the fixed racecourse with Zhou Xun on horseback.

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Lin Zhile was already worried about Zhou Xun, and stared at the man on the horse without daring to move. He was the first to notice the abnormality of the horse. Seeing Zhou Xun being taken out of the racecourse by the horse, his heart sank. Not to mention anything else, he turned around and ran to the stable to catch another black horse, mounted it and followed Zhou Xun closely.

Ah Ri wanted to stop it but it was too late, he mounted a pony and chased after him with a rope in his hand, but the pony was not as good as the big horse after all, so he wanted to call stop Lin from behind Zhile, "Brother Lin, I'm going to chase after Brother Zhou, and I'll harness the horse. The horse you're riding is the most tempered. It doesn't recognize anyone except my dad. Stop it."

But Lin Zhile couldn't hear any sound at this time, except for the eyes that were stabbed red by the setting sun, there was only Zhou Xun in the distance in his abyss-like eyes.

Lin Zhile patted the horse's belly again, and the black horse sped up and caught up with Zhou Xun, "Brother Xun, hold on to the rein and don't let go."

"My horse is out of control, but I can hold it steady, so you're here anyway."

Lin Zhile kicked the belly of the horse under him, turned the rein in his hand, and finally got closer and closer to Zhou Xun's horse. He held the rein tightly with his right hand, bent sideways and tried to reach out to pull Zhou Xun Looking for horse mane.

"Lin Zhile, you are crazy, let go quickly, you will fall down." Zhou Xun yelled at Lin Zhile.

Arixi was behind, and couldn't keep up with them. He tried to throw the noose several times but couldn't catch it. In the end, the pony's speed became slower and slower, and the distance between them became farther and farther.

Half of Lin Zhile's body was already tilted to the horse's side, and his back was almost lowered below the horse's belly. It seemed that he couldn't hear Zhou Xun's hoarse urging voice, but his face was congested with blood, and he became Fuchsia.

Seeing that he didn't listen, Zhou Xun stretched out his hand to break Lin Zhile's hand, but he held it too tightly, and the horse's mane had cut his palm, and blood dripped out.

In the end, Lin Zhile's right hand let go of the rein directly, grabbed the red horse's mane with both hands, and jumped off the saddle.

The old horse was still moving forward at a high speed, Lin Zhile dragged most of his body on the grass, but his hands were still tightly grasping the horse's mane and did not let go.

"Lin Zhile, let go, do you want to die! Let go quickly, be careful that the horse's hooves will trample you through, let go quickly." Zhou Xun shouted at Lin Zhile with red eyes, but Lin Zhile didn't respond to his words.

Seeing that he didn't listen, Zhou Xun let go of the rope in his hand, grabbed Lin Zhile's hand with both hands, turned over and jumped off the saddle.

Lin Zhile was right there, he caught Zhou Xun and held him in his arms, covering most of it, and rolled around on the grass a few times with Zhou Xun in his arms, until his vision darkened and he passed out.

The red horse was still running further away, while Wu En and A Rixie were driving towards their direction in the distance.

Zhou Xun held the unconscious Lin Zhile with both hands, and supported his upper body in the air. Seeing that the clothes on his back were worn out and the long wounds on his back were still bleeding, he was careful. He took down the withered grass one by one from the bloodstain on Lin Zhile's back.

Every time he took down a piece of dead grass, Zhou Xun trembled all over, and tears rolled down his face.

"Lin Zhile, you are a fucking idiot. I can't die even if I just jumped the horse, can you drag a horse by yourself?" Zhou Xun finished picking the dry grass, and looked at Lin Zhile's back. The scratches blow in vain, "How painful, so many scratches, how painful..."

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Lin Zhile woke up not long after being sent to the hospital. Apart from the drag on her back, she also had a slight concussion. Fortunately, no bones were injured. The first thing she said when she woke up was to ask Brother Xun if he was okay. thing.

Zhou Xun was sitting beside his bed, and Lin Zhile saw it when he opened his eyes.

"Brother Xun, are you alright?" Lin Zhile wanted to sit up from the bed, but she was very dizzy, and just as she was about to raise her head, the world wobbled for a while, and Zhou Xun pushed her back on the bed.

"Did the horse stop in the end? Did you get hurt?" Lin Zhile looked at Zhou Xun up and down, and was relieved that everything was fine except for the red and swollen eyes.

Zhou Xun's thoughts were only that Lin Zhile was fine, and he didn't notice Lin Zhile's abnormality.

"How many fucking lives do you have? Don't you think your life is too long? Can you drag a horse with two legs?" Zhou Xun yelled at him with a strong nasal voice, " What if you are stepped on by a horse's hoof, what if you have something to do, what the hell should I do?"

Lin Zhile listened to Zhou Xun's crying accusation, his eyes froze for a moment, his last memory was only to realize that Zhou Xun's horse was out of control, and he rode to chase after him. Looking worried, Lin Zhile was frightened for a while, and his back felt chills. If something happened to Zhou Xun, or if something happened to himself, he didn't dare to think about it.

He looked at Zhou Xun's tight jawline and suppressed his panic, "Brother Xun, don't feel bad, it doesn't hurt."

"The half-meter-long scar on the back, I used several trays just to disinfect it, doesn't it hurt?" Zhou Xun didn't even dare to look at it when the doctor was disinfecting Lin Zhile, he just watched the pieces of white gauze turn red.

"It hurts, it hurts, it really hurts." Lin Zhile was dizzy, lying on his side on the bed, holding Zhou Xun with one hand, "Brother Xun, don't kill me."

Wu En and Ajixi on the side were full of worry and guilt, "I'm so sorry, we didn't take the safety measures well, which caused you to have such an accident, that red horse hasn't been ridden by others for many years Now, the old horse may not get used to it for a while and lost control."

"I want to ride a horse myself. I don't have good skills, and it's unexpected that the horse lost control. How can I blame you? We are still very happy with this trip to the grassland. We want to wait until the tourist season, when the grassland is green. Son," Zhou Xun hurriedly explained, "I heard that summer can catch up with wrestling and talent competitions on the grassland."

"Yes, every July," Wu En said, "you are welcome."

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Lin Zhile was discharged from the hospital after one night of observation. Wu En was worried and asked them to stay for another two nights.

Zhou Xun found that Lin Zhile took a lot of medicines every day after he was discharged from the hospital, but he clearly remembered that the medicines prescribed to him by the hospital were not so many, and most of them were relatively common daily medicines, as you can tell by the names.

Lin Zhile eats a lot every time, colorful, Zhou Xun asked him once, Lin Zhile replied that it was vitamins, Zhou Xun said he wanted to take one, Lin Zhile really gave him one, saying it was a vitamin c fudge, it tastes like oranges, and it is really a vitamin.

Because of the extra two days of rest, Lin Zhile's back and hand injuries have healed a lot, and they are not as scary as they were at the beginning.

"The hope of tattooing on your back is covered by the injury." Zhou Xun finished applying the medicine to Lin Zhile's back, and carefully pulled off his clothes.

"It's okay to cover it, and I don't need it now, because my hope is by my side." Lin Zhile took Zhou Xun into his arms and lay on the wooden bed in the tent.