Cloud Chaser Cemetery

Tang Yuhui felt that since he was going to stay for so long, he had to get acquainted with the people in the inn as soon as possible.

And the people at the accommodation are reliable after all. The boy who sounded indifferent just now asked himself if he had thick clothes before hanging up the phone, and asked himself to go to the airport to wait after getting a negative answer.

But Tang Yuhui didn't really want to go back to the confined space. Although the oxygen outside made him dizzy, he was still willing to stand on the side of the asphalt road that was sprayed with plateau ultraviolet rays without hindrance.

The driver of the black car who just wanted to take him away had already driven away, and the outside of the airport seemed even more empty, but the truck driver who was being talked to got out of the car and walked over slowly. Tang Yuhui watched him stand in front of him a little nervously. deal.

He was a little timid, but not too scared, after all, he was still outside the airport during the day.

But more importantly, there was a part of him that was refusing to react to the outside world, neither wanting to move nor much wanting to talk.

However, the Tibetan driver whose skin was tanned red didn't seem to have any other plans. Seeing his nervousness, he smiled with kindness and honesty, and asked a question in jerky Sichuan dialect.

Tang Yuhui didn't understand and looked at him blankly.

The driver showed a puzzled expression, then slowed down his speech with difficulty, and said word by word: "Xiao, Pot, You, Mui is too talkative to play alone, and wait for a friend to talk about it?"

Tang Yuhui understood this time, paused, and said, "No, I'm waiting for the person to pick up the plane."

After thinking about it, I couldn't help but add: "I'm not a kid, I'm already in graduate school."

The driver groaned, as if he didn't quite understand, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to talk to him, but he seemed to have run out of poor Chinese vocabulary.

Tang Yuhui hesitated for a moment, and took the initiative to find a topic: "Master, how much does it usually cost to pick you up from Xinduqiao Town?"

Probably because I heard too much about money and place names, the driver quickly understood the sentence: "Two Norths."

When he said it, he was afraid that Tang Yuhui would not understand, so he made a comparison.

All right.Tang Yuhui thought to himself.well.

When Kang Zhe arrived at the airport on his motorcycle, he immediately saw a boy in a gray coat standing on the side of the road outside the airport. He didn't even look for a cover, and was sterilized by strong ultraviolet rays in a daze. .

He didn't respond to the loud sound of the motorcycle engine, and stared intently at a distant mountain in a daze.

Kang Zhe followed his gaze and turned his head, but didn't see anything special.

What are you staring at?

Birds, mountains or clouds?

Kang Zhe turned his head back without arousing too much curiosity.

He walked up to the boy quickly, and deliberately mixed his tone with reasonable questions: "Hello? Are you Tang Yuhui?"

Then he saw that boy turned his head slowly, looked at him with wide eyes, then seemed to be stunned, didn't speak, and stood still.

Got it wrong?No way.

Kang Che frowned.When I got closer, my first reaction was that this person was so white, and my second reaction was to notice that this person seemed to have an unfriendly expression, with dissatisfaction and anger that were eager to try flashing under a pair of bright eyes.He observed it, and it seemed that he was still facing himself.

Kang Zhe:?

Tang Yuhui found it very strange that the boy who came to pick him up was very handsome, the kind of handsome that would make people lose their words at first sight, but he could tell he was a Tibetan.He speaks Chinese very well, and he doesn't even have a Sichuan accent; but if he hadn't called and heard the voice first, Tang Yuhui would never have believed that a person with such a deep voice had such a clean face. Face.

The boy has a high nose bridge, full-bodied eyebrows, deep eyes and well-defined outlines, but such chiseled facial features do not give him a deep sense of age, because his pupils are light in color and are covered In the faint light, the sclera is almost turning blue like a baby, but there is no mercy at all, it is a pair of eyes like cold water.

However, the boy's skin is a common plateau complexion, but it doesn't have the vicissitudes of the wind and sun. Instead, it is very dark and healthy, and it is also a bit strong and beautiful.

What surprised him most was that the boy's smile was still sunny, with a small canine tooth lightly touching his lower lip.

But Tang Yuhui still felt baffled. Isn't this person already clearly sure that he is the guest to pick up?There was no one else at the airport.Why did you still call out his name with a questioning tone?

This way of speaking made Tang Yuhui feel a little uncomfortable, and subconsciously wanted to avoid this kind of ambiguity after consideration.

But this is not the most important thing. Tang Yuhui felt a little angry that the people in the inn cheated on his own guests, and they cheated so obviously. Did he treat him as a fool?

Logically speaking, if you go back by a black car, you will never wait so long at the airport. Why don't people here calculate the cost of time with conscience?Even if there is no discount, the price is still sitting on the floor. How could this person have the nerve to cheat him by an extra 100 yuan?

Well, Tang Yuhui thought, if this is still in the range of being unfamiliar with the place and can be forgiven, it is not appropriate to care about it——

But when he saw his motorcycle parked by the side of the road, Tang Yuhui felt that he could not even speak.

The boy skillfully lifted his suitcase with one hand, put it firmly on the rear of the motorcycle, tied it with an extension belt that seemed to be used for mountain climbing, and then rode from the front with his long legs In the car, he handed Tang Yuhui a helmet strapped to the front of the car.

Tang Yuhui said in disbelief, "You just use this to pick up the plane?"

"Huh?" It should be because the helmet he was wearing blocked the sound. The boy didn't seem to hear clearly. He paused before smiling casually: "Are you in reverse? It will make you feel better if you blow the wind."

can you?is that a lie.Tang Yuhui thought silently in his heart.

To be honest, he wants to buy a plane ticket to go back to Beijing now, and he doesn’t watch clouds or climb mountains. Snow mountains and grasslands may be more amiable in documentaries.

Suddenly, something bulging was stuffed into Tang Yuhui's arms.

He was startled, and looked down, and saw that it was a black down jacket.

"You didn't bring thick clothes, did you? It's windy, so it's not cold to wear."

The boy had already started the car, and the sound could not be heard clearly from the roaring engine.

Well, after all, he called it himself.

Tang Yuhui hesitated for a moment, put on a down jacket, and slowly sat on the back seat of the motorcycle.

As soon as he sat down, the motorcycle rushed out with a bang.

Tang Yuhui almost cried out, but fortunately he held back, but his body slammed forward due to inertia, and hit the boy's body. It was so hard that Tang Yuhui felt a little pain in his shoulders and cheeks.

But the boy didn't respond, and to be honest, the wind was so strong that he couldn't hear his speech clearly.Tang Yuhui said something vaguely sorry, feeling like he didn't hear it.

Motorcycles are really fast.There were many curves on the winding mountain road, but the boy still overtook several cars. Tang Yuhui dangled around and had to hug the boy's waist, feeling like vomiting again.

He sat in the flying car all the way, passing by the cows that were pacing slowly on the road.I was startled at first, but when I saw the dark green lawns all over the mountains and plains full of cattle and sheep moving slowly at strange angles, I couldn't remember anything after staring at them for a while.

Because the motorcycle is fast and the sound is loud, Tang Yuhui feels as if he is floating under the sea of ​​clouds in a speedboat. The road is the channel on the water, the roaring wind is the splashing waves, and the clouds are the flowing ripples. , the sun poured down through the glassy sky, bright but not warm.

It was obviously this person's nonsense to blow the wind to cure the high reaction. Although the brisk wind could make people ignore the physical discomfort for a while, when Tang Yuhui got off the car, he felt that his head hurt even more, as if he couldn't breathe.

The boy on the motorcycle glanced at him, and didn't seem to show much guilt. He led him to the small wooden table at the front desk, poured him a glass of water after registration, and handed him a white pill.

Tang Yuhui frowned: "What is this?"

"Rhodiola," the boy stuffed the pill into his palm, "don't worry, the high-definition looks scary, but it doesn't affect the young people much, it's just uncomfortable for a while. If it doesn't get better after taking it, I will Then send you to the hospital for oxygen."

Tang Yuhui thought to himself, since you know I'm uncomfortable, can't you ride the motorcycle slower, or drive here directly?

He saw several cars and a van parked in the yard, all with local license plates.

Both of them were silent. Tang Yuhui was too uncomfortable to speak, but the boy just stood there silently, looked at him for a while, and suddenly smiled: "Aren't you going to live here for more than a month? First The day is so uncomfortable, do you want to consider buying a plane ticket to go back?"

Tang Yuhui froze for a moment, didn't speak, and instantly had the illusion that he felt a bad feeling.

The two rhetorical questions sounded a bit aggressive, but the boy smiled cleanly and clearly, as if he cared about the health of the guests reasonably.But Tang Yuhui has always been sensitive, and always feels that the other party is an indifferent bystander.

He was baffled by the other party's sunny smile, thinking, aren't you a clerk in the inn?Will the boss scold him to death if he takes the initiative to screw up a month's order?

Tang Yuhui said: "No, just take a while. If it's not troublesome, can you take me to the room to rest for a while?"

Now the boy didn't laugh any more, just walked over without making a sound, picked up Tang Yuhui's box with one hand, brought him to the wooden stairs, then climbed up to the second floor, and stood still in front of a corner room .

Tang Yuhui took a look at the inn during the headache, and had to say that Coning did take a little seriously and didn't choose it randomly.

Although it is a B&B, the environment of the inn is very good. There is a large garden in the center, and a small area next to it has a grape trellis that does not conform to the Western Sichuan style. The vines that have just grown young leaves are covered with the fence. Strangely, a small piece of freshness is framed in the confusion.

Each room on the second floor has a small balcony. The furnishings of the room are simple and clean. There is a skylight slanted above the bed. The room is filled with a dry and saturated woody smell. You can see it when you open the window. The blue sky and white clouds on the mountains in the distance.

Tang Yuhui's mood improved a little after the natural wind from the window was blown. He took out his wallet and wanted to give the boy the money to pick him up.

"Forget it," the boy said, and smiled indifferently at Tang Yuhui, "I won't bully those who are highly rebellious."

Tang Yuhui wanted to talk again, but the boy was already planning to leave: "If you're not feeling well, take a rest. Anyway, you've lived for such a long time. Since you're not in a hurry, it doesn't matter if you take more rest."

After finishing speaking, he put down the box and turned around to go out, and wanted to help Tang Yuhui close the door.

But just when the door was about to close, the boy suddenly paused, as if he had finally remembered something, and pushed the door open again: "I forgot to say, my name is Kang Zhe. This inn is opened by my parents." Yes, but recently there aren’t many customers and they don’t usually come here. I don’t come here often either, but you’ve been staying for so long, so they let me stay and watch. If you need anything, you can call me, not the one you called today…”

Kang Che paused for a moment, then re-entered the room resignedly as if he had compromised: "Forget it, add a WeChat, just ask me if you don't understand anything, and if I haven't replied for a long time, just make a voice call. "

Tang Yuhui stood there dazed, while Kang Zhe took out his phone and switched to the QR code page: "Scan it."

Tang Yuhui snorted, took it out and scanned it subconsciously, and filled in his name in the verification information and sent it.

Only a ding sound was heard, and the friend request was approved.

Kang Zhe seemed to have finally completed the task, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said hastily: "Well, then you should rest first, and you can just call me if you have anything to do."

Then the door was shut completely.

Tang Yuhui felt a little sleepy after the turbulence ended, but he didn't want to sleep too much. He picked up the phone and stared at the page for a while.

——The profile picture of the new contact is a mess, and it looks like a sheep when you look closely. Is this a sheep's butt?It's pretty unorthodox.

The name is quite refreshing, the little prince of Kangba.

Tang Yuhui stood where he was, feeling heartbroken for a while inexplicably, and wanted to change the note.

I forgot to ask him which "zhe" just now, this word is quite rare as a name, so it's hard to guess.

Tang Yuhui looked at the input method for a while, and then typed "Kang Ge" casually, but felt that it should not be the word.

He had an obsessive-compulsive attack, stared for a while, and then changed back to the simple and middle-school little prince.

Forget it, it's too eye-catching, I guess I won't remember it wrong.

Strangely, after changing the note, the tiredness caused by the headache seemed to spread over in an instant.

Tang Yuhui didn't want to sleep at first, but his sleepiness suddenly overwhelmed him.He lay down on the white and soft bed as if he couldn't hold it anymore, and slowly sank into his first dreamland when he left Beijing and came to this distant land.

Before falling asleep, Tang Yuhui's last thought was: just fell asleep on the bed?In the past two hours, did I not remember being sad?

The author says:

1. The bluish sclera may be due to iron deficiency, which is a normal phenomenon, unhealthy but beautiful.The baby's sclera is relatively thin and cannot completely cover the color of the pigmented film, so it looks light blue.