Cloud Chaser Cemetery

Riding a motorcycle on the open and wide national road is indeed a very cool thing.Although Tang Yuhui tremblingly controlled the speed within the safe speed limit, he still seemed to be able to appreciate Kang Zhe's usual happiness.

Kang Zhe only waited for him at the beginning, but later on he often left Tang Yuhui behind.

When Tang Yuhui rode over with a sense of satisfaction, he would often see Kang Zhe standing beside the road stele with red letters on a white background, with a cigarette in his hand, waiting for him.

Tang Yuhui had discovered long ago that Kang Zhe's smoking seemed to be different from the behavior he understood in his mind all along. There was neither a sense of decadence nor ambiguity at all. The smoke was still bright in front of Kang Zhe. , reminiscent of the white steam of a winter morning, though they are equally vague.

Kang Zhe was staring at the white Tibetan characters clustered in the grass on the hillside in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.The local people once explained to Tang Yuhui that the Tibetan word means Kangding Love Song.

I don't know if Kang Che can sing.Tang Yuhui thought boldly.

They walked home together on the shadow of dusk, and Kang's mother was already standing at the door waiting for them.

Kang Che stopped the motorcycle silently, and Tang Yuhui followed him silently.

This silence has continued since the return journey.None of them were unhappy, but none wanted to talk.

This is a common aftereffect of sharing a quiet afternoon, and Tang Yuhui understands the loss.

And in order to be able to call it a beautiful run in the afternoon, and to share the emotion with Kang Zhe at this moment, Tang Yuhui not only understood, but even forgave the more than this kind of loss that has been entangled with him.

Dinner was only richer than lunch. Two large pots were placed in front of Tang Yuhui, both of which were hot pots, divided into spicy and non-spicy.

He felt very embarrassed, and felt that Kang Che's family was too kind to him.

It occurred to him that not only had he not been able to repay the kindness, but that he had missed it in a disgraceful way.

Father Kang opened the highland barley wine they brought in the morning, and filled a glass for Tang Yuhui.

Tang Yuhui looked at the cup hesitantly, but Kang's father smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay to drink less, the degree is low."

Tang Yuhui wanted to pick up the wine bottle to check it out, but Kang Zhe took the bottle lightly.

Kang Zhe said indifferently: "They like you, so you can drink a little, it doesn't matter if you can't finish it, I'll help you drink."

The atmosphere at dinner was more cordial than at noon, and during the dinner, Kang's mother, while serving Tang Yuhui's food, elbowed Kang's father who suddenly became eloquent after drinking.Only then did Father Kang put down his wine glass as if remembering something, groped his fingers on the table unconsciously, and said to Tang Yuhui hesitantly, "Little Tang, you've been here for so long, where are you going to play?" Did you go to Seda and Daocheng? Why don’t you stay in the county for a while?”

Tang Yuhui replied a little embarrassedly: "Uncle, I haven't gone to the county seat yet, and I've been staying here for a while."

Father Kang let out a cry, and said in surprise, "You didn't even go to the county seat?"

Tang Yuhui hummed softly.

Father Kang paused for a few seconds, then lowered his tone, and said softly with the gentleness of an elder: "Has Mugecuo gone? Where is Gongga?"

Tang Yuhui shook his head in embarrassment.

Father Kang and Mother Kang said something, and they immediately looked at Kang Zhe in disapproval.

Kang Zhe picked a piece of beef into his bowl, and said expressionlessly: "It's none of my business, he doesn't go out by himself."

It became a communication in Tibetan again. Tang Yuhui heard Kang's mother obviously blamed her, but Kang Zhe still looked lazy.Not sure what they are talking about.

He was a little nervous, and was really thinking about finding time to learn Tibetan.

Kang's mother said something, Kang Zhe thought about it, and finally replied in Chinese: "That's fine."

Tang Yuhui was at a loss, but Kang's father had already raised his wine glass with a smile, and warmly invited Tang Yuhui to clink glasses with him again.

Although Kang's father always held the right to speak when they were chatting, he was always caring and considerate, as if he really cared about Tang Yuhui, a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

Tang Yuhui is most afraid of this kind of heavy love, and just wants to show all his cuteness; but at the same time, he also feels incredible, because for the first time in his life, he had a confrontation with each other on such a warm and gentle night. The longing to confide.

But the treatment of long-term pain is not a process of immediate effect, so Tang Yuhui can only smile very sweetly.While spurning his secret feelings as a tool of destruction, he was unwilling to let go of this smoldering thoughtfulness.

The amount of dinner was too much, and they ate it for a long time.

Tang Yuhui didn't like drinking at first, but the bottle of highland barley wine that Kang Zhe brought him to buy was very clear, soft and sweet, and it tasted mellow and mellow, and he didn't feel like drinking it at all.

Tang Yuhui thought it was delicious, like sweet spring water, and took the initiative to toast Kang Zhe's family several times, which made Kang's father and mother laugh frequently.He was even complacent for a while, and boldly resisted Kang Zhe's blocking of wine once.

It was normal when he left the banquet, but when Tang Yuhui stood at the gate of the yard saying goodbye to Kang's father and mother, he suddenly began to feel that the world was rotating at an irregular angle.

Tang Yuhui lost his balance very slowly, and subconsciously tugged on Kang Zhe's sleeve, but his fingertips were far away, as if a kind of muscle memory, and did not touch Kang Zhe's skin.

This is a gesture that requires force to maintain, and it seems very unnatural at this time, because it seems that the drunk body should obtain a kind of tolerance in accordance with the world.

Kang Zhe looked at his cuff with a cold expression.He really didn't want to take care of the drunk, so he considered leaving Tang Yuhui here to stay overnight, and I believe his parents would be very happy.

However, just as Kang Zhe was about to move his footsteps, his body suddenly stopped, because he suddenly felt a cowardly, desperate temperature on his hands.

Drunk Tang Yuhui's fingers tightly clutching his cuffs slipped down silently, and gently held Kang Zhe's little finger.

Kang Zhe felt pity almost naturally and instantly. He knew that this was not another iceberg, but he was also eager to collide and be smashed to pieces.

Tang Yuhui seemed to have trouble focusing. His fingertips were stuck on Kang Zhe's protruding knuckles, and the front part was covered with a thin layer of calluses.

He couldn't see clearly, so he could only use his sense of touch in a daze, thinking of the cocoon-like wings of a red dragonfly.

Kang Zhe waited for a long time, and when he was considering withdrawing directly, Tang Yuhui let go suddenly and lightly.

He raised his head and blinked hard a few times, feeling as if he was awake.

But his eyes were still very shallow, with a kind of quietness and sadness at night, "Are we going back now?"

Kang Zhe was silent for a while, his sigh was diluted by the night, he rolled up his cuffs to his elbows, helped Tang Yuhui to stand up,

"Let's go."

Drunk people are always a little heavier than usual. Fortunately, Tang Yuhui was very quiet after drinking too much. Apart from frowning uncomfortably, he didn't move around. Otherwise, Kang Zhe didn't know if he would regret driving him back.

Because the going back was going very fast, Kang Zhe was afraid that Tang Yuhui would fall, so he wrapped his arms around his waist.

Tang Yuhui was very obedient at first, but then he may have fainted from alcohol, he began to feel hot, and his whole body began to move around uneasily holding Kang Zhe.

On the narrow motorcycle seat, a little physical contact will be infinitely magnified.Kang Che's emotions and senses were clear, but he was still tortured to the point of getting angry.

With a snap, he knocked Tang Yuhui's hand unconsciously out of his coat——

That piece of skin was chilled by the night wind, and Tang Yuhui's hand was really hot.

Tang Yuhui flinched, and Kang Che worked hard, and the back of his hand immediately began to show clear red marks.

He shrank back as if frightened, and the arms around Kang Zhe's waist widened quietly.

But after a while, the drunkard couldn't remember anymore, and Kang Zhe felt another body temperature quietly attached to his waist.

It didn't feel timid anymore, but Kang Zhe understood that it still belonged to Tang Yuhui, because it was really stupid and pitiful.

He didn't knock it down again, but smiled lightly in the night:

"Did you do it on purpose?"

Tang Yuhui: "?"

He looked up blankly, only to see the back of the iceberg.

Tang Yuhui tried his best to tilt his head, but from this angle, he could only see the corners of Kang Zhe's mouth slightly raised, but his eyes could not be seen.

He was a little confused and aggrieved; "I'm not drunk in the first place."

Kang Zhe smiled more sincerely, "Why are you touching me when you're not drunk?"

Tang Yuhui didn't speak for a long time, and his brows were frowned from an invisible angle. He couldn't understand what Kang Zhe was talking about, but he felt a vague sense of fear, so he could only honestly say: "You are very cold."

Kang Che didn't speak any more.After a while, when Tang Yuhui was about to fall asleep, he suddenly drove the motorcycle to the side of the road, then slowed down and stopped, and turned off the engine.

He pulled down the kickstand of the motorcycle and let it lean against the guardrail of the road, then put his hands on the back seat and looked down at Tang Yuhui.

Tang Yuhui was still sitting on the motorcycle, and Kang Zhe circled him with his actions, which meant that he was not allowed to get off.

Close to and surrounded by the clear smell of smoke from Kang Zhe, Tang Yuhui suddenly understood how pitiful he was, and he knew that he could not stop his violent heartbeat from escaping in this silence.

He, a dry three-dimensional creature, is constantly being squeezed by the force called Kang Zhe, waiting to be sealed into a dark and lonely vacuum.

Before he was fully awake from the wine, Tang Yuhui looked up at Kang Zhe in a daze, not knowing what he was going to do.

The rugged and rolling hillsides in the distance are nothing but geometric shadows with dark glow in the dark night. The stars are dotted on the sky as usual, and the moonlight is pouring on them like flowing water.

However, in Tang Yuhui's later understanding, the next moment may also be because a dragonfly flew away from his palm and vibrated its wings in the tropics. Unknown folds occurred in physics, which changed what no one expected. The two seconds that the world didn't know what to say——

Before raising his hand, Kang Zhe himself didn't expect that he would pick up Tang Yuhui, and then put it down around the motorcycle, letting Tang Yuhui sit on the guardrail with his feet hanging down.

But Kang Che was neither surprised nor delighted.

He pressed his hands on the back of Tang Yuhui's hands and patted them reassuringly.

Although Tang Yuhui couldn't understand the situation in a daze, he sat on the guardrail cooperatively.

His eyes were full of blunt obedience, although he didn't know why, but he couldn't refuse Kang Zhe.

The guardrail was very wide, and Tang Yuhui wouldn't fall if he sat in the air, but Kang Zhe's eyes made him tremble almost physiologically, because it looked as if he was going to be pushed down at this moment.

They had just experienced a very high uphill, and Kang Che parked the car at the corner of the slope. Tang Yuhui was trapped on the guardrail and couldn't turn back, but he heard the rushing and muffled sound of the river behind him.

Tang Yuhui was tired and hot, he could only look at Kang Zhe with moisture, and wanted to say something; but his brain rejected this behavior, and the alcohol read the disclaimer in his body, but Tang Yuhui still didn't agree. dare.

He was about to jump off the railing, but Kang Che really pushed him.

Tang Yuhui almost cried out, only to realize that Kang Zhe didn't use any force, and his back was securely wrapped in Kang Zhe's arms.

Kang Zhe looked at him indifferently, and asked calmly, "Are you awake?"

Tang Yuhui's alcohol had long been frightened out of his wits by the shock just now, he nodded blankly, "Wake up."

Kang Che asked again: "Are you still drunk?"

Tang Yuhui shook his head immediately: "No, I'm not drunk anymore."

Kang Zhe didn't speak, and looked at him quietly for a while, and suddenly smiled when he was so close to Tang Yuhui.

Tang Yuhui saw that Kang Zhe's weapon was exposed again, as if minerals were embedded in human writing, a pure white glaze stone grew out of simple biological proteins.

Kang Che approached slowly, the glaze stone was hidden by him, but the lips that wrapped it were also deceptive, and the imprint on Tang Yuhui's forehead seemed to arrive in a distant sleepwalk.

Kang Zhe stepped back a little, and asked again: "Are you still drunk?"

This question is very strange, Tang Yuhui thought.In a very short time interval, many moments of life passed through this sleepwalking in his mind, the language of the inorganic, the mechanical obedience to the cold silver light, the equations filled with blackboards and pages, those he thought he had understood and learned. A lot of strength, bid farewell to him one by one at this moment, he didn't know how to answer.

He tentatively changed his answer, murmured uncertainly: "There is one more...?"

Kang Zhe hummed, not sure if he was satisfied, and then leaned over again.

The moonlight must have pierced Tang Yuhui's seven orifices at this moment, otherwise he didn't understand how he could understand this language——

Kang Zhe was kissing him, his tongue swept across the softness of the mouth, licked every tooth one by one, pushing in fiercely, but the thin and cold lips seemed to be intimate, rubbing against him warmly in the senses.

He and Kang Che are kissing.

Realizing this, Tang Yuhui instantly calmed down his soul.

This kiss was not long, but Tang Yuhui really wanted to add a light-year unit to it.Because it sounds beautiful and has really gone a long way.

Kang Zhe even smiled when he and Tang Yuhui were separated. I don't know if it was intentional, but Tang Yuhui felt the canine tooth lightly run over his lips.

He saw that Kang Zhe's eyes were moonlight, still blue, very beautiful, as if he had trekked from the brilliance hidden by the clouds.

Tang Yuhui didn't know if he would wake up, but he still closed his eyes very gently.

The author says:

1. To be born as an iceberg, one should love the ocean current and the wind lightly, and when in contact with it by chance, love another iceberg wholeheartedly. ——Wang Xiaobo "Tenderness Like Water"