Cloud Chaser Cemetery

"Why are you here?" Tang Yuhui finally came to his senses after a brief daze.

Kang Zhe still didn't let go of his hand to stop him, and said perfunctorily: "Passing by."

"..." Although Tang Yuhui didn't believe it, he didn't say anything more, "Are you in Chengdu now? When did you leave?"

Kang Zhe shook his head, "No, I just happen to come here once a week."

Could it be so coincidental?

Tang Yuhui asked suspiciously: "Then why are you waiting for me here? Do you know that I live here?"

Kang Zhe narrowed his eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Do you live here?"

"..." Tang Yuhui paused for a few seconds, then gave up and returned to the original question, "Then why are you here?"

Kang Zhe smiled and said, "It's really a coincidence. Did you see the shop at the end of the street?"

Tang Yuhui looked along the line of sight, it was a motorcycle club, it was very big, and the studio was a small detached villa.

"It's my friend's store," Kang Zhe said, "They're holding a competition recently, so I'll come over every week to help."

Tang Yuhui passed by every day, and almost never saw anyone in that small villa. He didn't expect Kang Zhe to be there.

A place so close to myself.

Tang Yuhui lowered his head and said, "What do you want to tell me?"

Kang Zhe said: "Now I know you live near here, please let me go up and have a seat."

Tang Yuhui stood there hesitantly, and Kang Zhe smiled at him again, "It doesn't matter if you don't invite me, it's actually just a question, I'll leave after I ask it, it won't take you too long."

Tang Yuhui, who was still thinking of rejecting his words, was stunned for a moment when he heard it. He abruptly grabbed Kang Zhe's wrist, took a deep breath and said, "No, it's okay, let's go, if you don't mind it Go up and sit down."

Tang Yuhui didn't stay in Chengdu for a long time, but he rented an apartment in a good location, right in the center of the city. The building was new and tall, like a brand new monument tower.

However, the floor Tang Yuhui chose was very high. On the top floor, every time he took the elevator, he had to sit for several minutes, which was quite rare.

Today's weather is very good, the air in Chengdu is fresh, white clouds hang in the sky like clusters, forming clusters of islands, when you take the elevator up, it seems that you are going from the steel forest to the castle among the clouds.

There is only one building on each floor. After Kang Zhe entered the door, he looked around unobtrusively.

This is a high-end apartment in good condition, with neat and exquisite decoration, but after all, it is a house that has not been lived for too long, unlike the small inn full of piles, there are not many traces of Tang Yuhui in the room.

There are not many things in the house, but they are neatly organized. The living room is wide and bright, and even the floor reflects a clean and high-end sense.

It is suitable for the occasion when Tang Yuhui appears.

In Kang Zhe's impression, Tang Yuhui seemed to be living in such a place. It was an out-of-place accident to be standing in a barren and sunny place wearing an inappropriate gray coat like four years ago.

The curtains in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room were drawn tightly, baked into the color of dusk by the sun, casting a shadow of the setting sun, making the house look a bit dark and ambiguous.

Tang Yuhui took off his coat and said to Kang Zhe, "Sit down. I'll get you a glass of water."

He helped Kang Zhe take out new slippers from the shoe cabinet, turned on the air conditioner again, and took two pillows and put them on the sofa.

Tang Yuhui went to pour water in the kitchen, Kang Zhe changed his shoes and sat down on the sofa, seeing Tang Yuhui looking for a cup, opening the refrigerator, rushing in and out, Kang Zhe interrupted him: "You don't have to be busy, I Let's go soon, you sit down first, let's talk."

However, Tang Yuhui seemed to turn a deaf ear to it, and still tossed and tossed in the kitchen for a long time, and finally brought out two glasses of juice and a small plate of fruit.

The cup was a bit heavy, and when it was placed on the tea table, it tilted a bit, and a little red liquid was poured out, which was reflected on the white cashmere carpet, like a puddle of ugly blood.

... Tang Yuhui lowered his head and said, "I'm going to get a towel."

"It's okay." Kang Zhe raised his hand and grabbed his wrist gently, "Leave it alone, sit down first..."

But Tang Yuhui shook his hand away violently like an electric shock, seeing Kang Zhe was stunned for a moment, and he was also stunned. After a while, Tang Yuhui suppressed his emotions, turned his head away, and said in a suppressed way: "I know what you're going to ask...don't ask."

Kang Zhe's hand hung in the air, and then hung down again, looking at Tang Yuhui silently.

Tang Yuhui took a deep breath, raised his head, and managed to calm down, "...Actually, I'm really busy with work now, and I really didn't think too much about it. I didn't mean not to return last time, it was true. there is no time."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to be cornered, looking at Kang Zhe sadly, "Isn't that all? Why do you have to treat me like this...?"

Kang Zhe remained silent for a while, then suddenly bent down, met his eyes, and called him solemnly: "Tang Yuhui."

Tang Yuhui turned his face away and stopped talking, but Kang Zhe came a little closer and said to him in a low voice: "You know what I want to ask, is that what I think?"

Tang Yuhui sat quietly on the spot, raised his head after a while, and smiled, "No."

Kang Zhe looked at him quietly, and after a while, he stood up suddenly, and walked straight to the French window.

Tang Yuhui stood up in a panic, but before she could stand still, she even chased after her, knocked her footsteps, and almost fell to the ground.

He looked at Kang Zhe standing by the window, his voice was unprecedentedly tense and sad: "Ah Zhe——!!"

Kang Zhe opened the curtains, and the twilight outside shone in like snow, spreading on the floor, like light penetrating into a dark room.

It was an inescapable golden afterglow——

There are many high-rise buildings in the city, like a forest of steel structures, but Tang Yuhui's indoor windows are bright and clean, the sun is white, and a snow-capped mountain is just beyond the end of sight.

Kang Zhe stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the overwhelming scenery behind him drew a layer of backlight. He really looked like a god, shrouded in all cruel and beautiful dreams.

Nothing has changed.

Tang Yuhui stayed in the same place as if he was frozen, and after a long time he squatted down, tremblingly said: "Why does it have to be like this...?"

Kang Zhe approached from the light, and he also squatted down, stretched out his hand to touch the side of Tang Yuhui's face, and called him heavily: "Tangtang."

He seemed to be very gentle, but also impatient, as if he had never done such a thing before, and said to Tang Yuhui almost bluntly, "Don't cry."

"Why does it have to be like this..." Tang Yuhui didn't raise his head, but murmured and repeated.

Kang Zhe didn't know what to do, so he could only squat down without saying a word, like a mountain in a quiet place, silently accompanying the avalanche and river.

After a long time, Tang Yuhui's voice was very low, but it was no longer crying——

He said, "I didn't think about it..."

Then he said, "Really."

Kang Zhe didn't know what to say, so he could only wipe away the tears on his cheeks, and repeated it uselessly: "I'm sorry, don't cry."

Gongga Snow Mountain, hundreds of kilometers away, quietly stays where it should be, where it belongs.

Tang Yuhui, an inexplicable traveler, traveled thousands of miles to a strange city, worked in a job he didn't like, lived a lonely life, and even rented a house on the top floor.

He really didn't want anything anymore, but he didn't want to be exposed like this either.

Such a revelation made him feel really sad, boring, and pitiful.

Chase to the nearest city, live in a place where you can see the mountain where your lover is every day, hang your faith high on the side of your soul, even your body seems to have found a home, dwell here irresistibly and obediently .

Tang Yuhui has done a lot, but in fact, he doesn't feel that he has any deep and unswerving sense of dedication.

But he really, really wants to see his snow mountain again.

The author says:

Chengdu is one of the few cities in the world where you can see snow-capped mountains in the city.Because the altitude of Gongga is very high and there is no shelter, so when the weather is particularly good and there is no floating dust in the air, you can see the snow-white mountain top at home (about forty or fifty days a year)