Cloud Chaser Cemetery

Chatting with Kang Che's father is a very comfortable thing.

He is much gentler than Kang Zhe, although he is not talkative, but he will always talk to Tang Yuhui very kindly and peacefully.

Tang Yuhui learned through chatting that Kang's father had been admitted to Beijing and finished college there.

This was really an amazing thing in those days.

Tang Yuhui can imagine that such a person is as good as an unrealistic dream woven together by all the residents of the same land. He must have bid farewell to the proud eyes of all his fathers, fellow villagers, and left with great ambition. home.

But this aura in the big city didn't make him complacent, inferior, or even more unexpected, didn't keep him.

Father Kang did not forget where he came from, and after careful consideration, he resolutely returned to his hometown.

This point was inherited by Kang Zhe, although the reasons were different.However, no matter what kind of sensuality and sensuality, there is no way to make them watch it for a while.

What cannot be worn away by a hundred thousand soft reds has always been the essence from the mountains.

After Kang's father graduated and returned to Ganzi, he married his beloved Tibetan girl and taught in the county for several years. Later, he felt that he had not played his role and returned to his hometown to lead the development of the animal husbandry industry.

This is almost starting from scratch, and several villages have been lifted out of poverty. Later, Kang's father invested all his savings to build a school.

None of the Kang family felt that this was a commendable and remarkable thing. They recognized and accomplished what they wanted to do as if it was a matter of course.

Greatness and kindness are so taken for granted.

Tibetans believe in Buddhism, if they do their own cause, there will definitely be retribution.

Later, Kang's father got older and more and more successors came to his hometown, so he gradually shifted his mind to his family.

Kang Zhe's grandfather used to be an old herdsman, and his family has always been considered wealthy in the town.Kang's father inherited several sheep and cattle from his father, and began to learn how to breed and grow grains. He originally wanted to experiment with new agriculture in Kangding to attract investment, but due to lack of energy and poor health due to his age , This is a long time in advance to withdraw from these things.

Kang's mother used her savings to open an inn. The couple's main business is grazing and farming, and their side business contributes to Kangding's increasingly developed tourism industry.

Father Kang has always wanted Kang Zhe to learn more things, either to live out his own freedom, or to do something useful for his hometown.

Thinking that Kang Zhe didn't mean it, it became a regret in his heart.

Tang Yuhui had always felt that Father Kang did have the subtle temperament of a teacher and craftsman, but after hearing this, he was convinced of this, and he couldn't help but respect him even more.

This gentle sense of nurturing softened Kang's father's handsome and resolute Tibetan face, and even gave him the air of a quiet gentleman, but he was not at all like the weak and arrogant scholar, so after losing his seriousness, It seemed so stable and kind.

Especially to Tang Yuhui, Kang's father patiently opened up a conversation that he seldom mentioned.

"Kang Zhe was not very gregarious since he was a child, but it's strange that all the children like him very much. When he was a child, he was more helpless than now. He always had a bad face, but the children were willing to come to him, thinking that He's like a big brother."

Tang Yuhui let out a short ah, and then said softly: "Well... I can imagine..."

Father Kang showed a nostalgic smile, "We have nothing here, it's not as good as the outside world. His mother and I didn't want the next generation to be trapped here, so we sent him to Chengdu to study when he was in junior high school."

"Kang Zhe seldom went home. First, the distance was inconvenient. At that time, such a good road had not been repaired, and a day's car ride would kill people. Second, he was not very willing to come back. At that time, he and I Mom also thought, life in the city... is always better."

Speaking of this, Kang's father was a little disappointed and said: "I have stayed away from being a student for too long, and I can't help him. Although Kang Zhe doesn't talk much, he always has his own ideas. We want not to interfere with him too much, so maybe we pay less attention to him. Some..."

But then, Kang's father showed a slightly proud smile, but there was an indescribable regret in it, "But Kang Zhe really didn't have anything to worry about before. The report card he sent every time he finished the exam , I think it is also very passable."

Tang Yuhui also smiled: "I can think of it, Kang Zhe is so smart."

"Oh, it's a pity that no matter how smart you are, you didn't finish your studies." Father Kang frowned, but there was not much sign of reproach in his eyes, "Kang Zhe has been a quiet kid since he was a child. Anyone who has caused trouble, we always thought that although he thought too much, he was always very sensible. Who would have thought that there was no movement for so many years, and it would be a disaster when there was movement. When he was in the second year of high school, Kang Zhe suddenly dropped out of school and came back. .”

Tang Yuhui asked in a daze, "Why?"

Father Kang was quiet for a while, then smiled slowly and said: "I still don't fully understand why, but many things are already trying to understand him slowly."

He sighed, "But at that time, I didn't expect so much. His grandma and I were so angry and anxious. His grandpa was so angry that he almost broke his leg, but he just didn't want to go back and asked him why. He just said he didn't miss it."

Father Kang smiled helplessly at Tang Yuhui: "I am a very reasonable person, and I was not in a hurry to fight him. I asked him why he didn't want to study anymore. He said it wasn't that he couldn't continue, but that he didn't want to, didn't want to Continue."

Tang Yuhui said in a daze, "Kang Zhe..."

A wave of helpless regret welled up in his heart, for Kang Zhe missed another possible life.

But he was proud almost instantly, as if instinctively, even though he didn't feel it was right.But it seems that this is reasonable, as if a kind of beautiful inappropriateness grows out of mistakes, it seems that this is Kang Zhe's natural and indifferent rebellion.

Tang Yuhui smiled sadly: "It's very similar to... what Kang Zhe would say."

Father Kang also nodded with a headache, but it was a bit relieved, "I was angry with his mother for a long time, intermittently, and then Kang Zhe didn't go home very often. Come back one day He took a big backpack, and after dinner, he told us he was leaving."

"Oh," Kang's father said helplessly, "this child is really..."

"His mother and I don't know where Kang Zhe has been and what he has done these years. As a result, he came back suddenly a year ago, but he just communicated with us less."

"So we see that he treats you so well and you can become friends. His mother and I are really very happy."

Tang Yuhui swallowed the offer with a complicated mood, and said cautiously: "But uncle, does Kang Zhe have any other friends?"

Father Kang said with a smile: "Yes, it's very strange. He doesn't care about people, but he is very popular. People of his generation, both male and female, like him very much. I have a friend whose son is named Sangji. He grew up with him and loved being on his ass when he was a kid."

Speaking of this, Father Kang paused for a moment, and a kind of nostalgic sadness began to slowly appear on his gentle and calm face, which was very gentle and complicated because of the grayness of the old days.

"Speaking of...Xiaotang, you and Sanji, for some reason, it always feels a bit like..."

Tang Yuhui paused, and lowered his tone more carefully: "Is he a good friend of Kang Zhe?"

After a while of silence, Father Kang stared at the tea for a while, then smiled: "Yes."

"Then why..." Looking at Kang's father's silent expression, Tang Yuhui felt as if he had opened some long-closed box.He was a little regretful, why did he have to ask so many questions?

At this moment, Kang Che came back from the outside.

He glanced at the teacup on the table, and said calmly, "What are you talking about?"

Tang Yuhui didn't know whether he should speak up by himself, but fortunately, Kang's father took over the question, "I'm talking about your childhood."

He smiled and poured Kang Zhe a cup of tea, "I was complaining to Xiaotang about how annoying you were before."

Kang Zhe lowered his eyes, picked up his teacup and drank it down, and retorted calmly: "I don't remember ever being annoying, I've always been attractive."

Tang Yuhui's heart skipped a beat.

However, Kang Zhe didn't look at him, but turned Tang Yuhui's clean teacup upside down on the table, and said to him, "Don't get moldy here, let's go, I'll take you out to play."

Tang Yuhui tried his best to stabilize his voice, trembling imperceptibly, "Where are you going?"

Kang Che thought for a while: "Teach you how to ride a motorcycle, shall we go?"

Tang Yuhui shook his head, "I can't learn."

After a few seconds of silence, Kang Zhe said indifferently: "You'll have to try it to know if it will work."

Tang Yuhui suddenly raised his head and looked at him: "If you try it, you will definitely learn it?"

Kang Zhe looked at him for a while, then suddenly smiled, revealing the canine tooth that Tang Yuhui had discovered a long time ago.

Tang Yuhui has known for a long time that teeth are highly calcified tissues of vertebrates, but for Kang Zhe, it is Kang Zhe's mercy and Kang Zhe's weapon; his smile is so soft and sweet, but it seems to be filled with hard and painful The enamel is always full of rejection.

"I don't know, but if you don't try, you won't learn."

Kang Zhe took Tang Yuhui and pushed two motorcycles and walked out. The sky outside was as clear as a wash, with patches of clouds floating on the tile-blue sky.

Standing on the wide and extended road, Tang Yuhui felt for a moment that he was a skeleton with nothing left, pierced by the strong wind beside him, full of holes.

Forget it, he couldn't help thinking.

As expected, the motorcycle course did not go well. For the first time, Tang Yuhui became a student who was at a loss for learning.

Most of the time in the past, he was easily labeled as "smart", "beautiful", "genius", and "fairy" by the people around him.

Tang Yuhui inherited the talents of Yu Zhengze and Tang Rui, and combined all the advantages of his handsome and gentle father and his astonishingly beautiful mother, all of which made him extraordinary.

But Tang Yuhui won't feel any special feeling when he is praised for his appearance, and at the same time he honestly thinks that he is just learning things faster than others. These are not his talents, because Tang Rui often emphasizes to him that these should not belong to he.

But it is obvious that no one is perfect, maybe no one among Yu Zhengze and Tang Rui is good at sports, so when Tang Yuhui goes outdoors, he always looks a little clumsier than when he is next to a cold mechanical instrument.

According to Koning's words, it doesn't look very flexible and coordinated.

Originally, Tang Yuhui felt that motorcycles were also machinery, which should be the part he was good at.After practicing it, I realized that it is much more difficult to operate than I thought.

Kang Zhe didn't surprise him, but he was obviously not a patient teacher, so he asked Tang Yuhui to try it himself after explaining it once.

Tang Yuhui usually sees Kang Zhe riding a motorcycle neatly and casually, and thinks it is not that difficult.

He suppressed a burst of desperate self-esteem, and stepped onto the motorcycle with a surge of arrogance.

But he didn't feel scared until the car started. He was nervous when he was turning, and the palms that were clenched tightly on the handle were soaked in sweat, and he was afraid how to stop later.

Tang Yuhui tried to calm down, but Kang Che was walking side by side with him, which made him very reluctant to ask for help now.

The big deal is to die, Tang Yuhui thought, although it should be impossible, but I have nothing anyway.

Kang Zhe slowed down and rode beside him silently, neither of them spoke, the wind blew their sleeves like sails on a sunny sea.

Ultimately, though, fear is fear, and it doesn't go well with poor self-esteem.

Tang Yuhui became more and more nervous and clenched his hands more and more tightly. He knew that he had not calmed down.

He was so stiff that he was almost certain that something would happen around the next corner.

At this moment, Kang Che, who was riding beside him, suddenly laughed wantonly.

Tang Yuhui held back his fear in his stiffness and glanced at him, only to see that Kang Zhe took off his helmet at some point.

He rode at such a speed as if he was playing, with both hands resting on the handlebars casually, without any leverage at all, and he was looking at Tang Yuhui lazily with his head tilted and smiling:

"When do you plan to ride, ride back to Beijing?"

Even though he knew he shouldn't feel this way, Tang Yuhui's whole body trembled instantly when he heard these words.

He turned his head, gritted his teeth, and the sweat dripping from his chin slipped through his Adam's apple along with the tight neckline, like a drop of salty pearl condensed at the moment, and fell to the ground in embarrassment and evaporated.

Tang Yuhui was speechless, nervous, but his consciousness was vague and ambiguous. He only felt that he was about to be sunburned into a puddle of spring mud by the ultraviolet rays.

If he took off his helmet at this time, he would definitely see his hot red face for some reason.

Kang Zhe said lightly from the side: "Don't be so nervous, don't be afraid, relax a bit, I taught you just now, I'm by the side, and I won't let you have any accidents."

This kind of on-site guidance is completely accelerating heart palpitations, Tang Yuhui thought to himself.

Before he answered, Kang Zhe continued the previous words: "You try to enjoy it instead of driving it. Do you remember the feeling of riding a horse last time?

This sentence worked, and the wind that had responded to Tang Yuhui strangely awakened the familiar freedom, and sighed through Tang Yuhui's thirsty and melancholy soul.

He began to imagine that he was riding a horse, the wind, and a boat, and the sunny day was just a scene of running, while he was a pigeon, an airplane, and a cloud that rowed a boat.

Kang Zhe had already ridden in front of him. Half of Tang Yuhui's mind was still on the nervously driving motorcycle, but the other half was always staring at the corner of Kang Zhe's coat that was blown up by the wind.

He thought, I can't catch up.