Nongben is passionate

In September, the principal of Mingyang called again to invite Xie Xuan to attend the centennial celebration of Mingyang. Xie Xuan agreed to go, but declined the special welcome ceremony and refused to give lectures. He just wanted to go back to his alma mater as an ordinary alumni. Look, and allocated a sum of money to build a new gymnasium for the school.

On Saturday morning, Xie Xuan and Xie Mingyu drove to Mingyang. It was still the familiar German-style building. It seemed to be telling the story of the past in the shade of old and green trees. All the students were specially designed by famous designers. Uniform—White shirts, silk collars, kilts, white knee socks, brown round-toed calfskin shoes for girls; white shirts and ties for boys, plaid pants and leather shoes for boys.At a glance, it seems to be in the last century, full of classicism and superiority.

The school celebration was co-hosted by the school and the student union, showing the development history of the school from a church boys' school a hundred years ago to the first noble school in China that is in line with international standards.

Coincidentally, I met Feng Xueyi there.Xie Xuan vaguely remembered that Feng Xueyi also studied at Mingyang, but he went abroad soon, and he was not actually a famous graduate—he did not come here as an alumni—

"Here, my nephew, isn't he cute?" He said, his chin raised towards a young man beside him, in a frivolous tone, as if showing off a plaything.

The boy was wearing a famous uniform and the badge of the student union. He was quiet and serious, with his lips pursed in silence. He had a pair of phoenix eyes somewhat similar to Feng Xueyi, slightly raised, with a natural sneer and impermanent smile.

"Come on, let's get acquainted." Feng Xueyi jokingly pointed at Xie Xuan and said, "This third young master of the Xie family was a well-known figure back then, so you should learn from your seniors!"

The young man's eyes turned to Xie Xuan, his eyes were deep and deep. At such a young age, he had learned to be calm and calm, but Xie Xuan still caught a trace of curiosity and exploration.

Then Feng Xueyi patted the boy on the back of the head and said, "Go."

The boy left without speaking.

Xie Xuan looked at the young man's tall and straight back, and said with a little deep meaning: "Your nephew is very good."

Feng Xueyi lowered his eyebrows, lowered his eyes and turned the bracelet on his left wrist with his right hand, and said in a light tone, "Once a good boy gets into trouble, it will be a big deal, and even you and I won't be able to calm down easily if we stab him in front of him."

Xie Xuan smiled, but did not strike up a conversation.

Afterwards, the assembly in the auditorium was nothing more than the speeches of some school leaders and student representatives. Looking back on the past and looking forward to the future, Xie Xuan was temporarily put together by the principal to share some life experiences with the younger brothers and sisters, and encourage those who are at the bifurcation of life Students at the intersection——

Without a speech script, he walked onto the stage naked, and there were more than a thousand pairs of dark eyes in the audience. Some of them may or may not recognize Xie Xuan, but they have the same age, the same restlessness and arrogance.

"I don't have any experience to pass on to you. Experience is something personal. Only what you get will have an effect on your life. Other people's bragging, no matter how good or wonderful, is just a scratch. The only thing I can tell you is that it's great that you're alive, and it's even better that you're young, with a future ahead of you, with opportunities to make mistakes and grow from them.

Everyone here basically has a good family background. Even if you don’t do anything, you can live comfortably without worrying about food and clothing, but in the world of life, there must be something interesting or meaningful. What? "

His sleeves were loosely rolled up between his arms. Because it was not a formal occasion, he did not wear a tie, and two buttons on his collar were unbuttoned. He looked elegant and simple, pure in essence, coupled with a relaxed attitude, unhurried Voice, eloquent self-cultivation - it seems that I saw the calm and calm figure of the teenage boy who ran for the president of the student union back then. Now, he is more mature, more generous, more harmonious, and has the inspiration to conquer everything All power.

Xie Mingyu did not sit in the alumni seat specially arranged for them by the school, but sat among the famous students, and there was no Xie Xuan in the stands. He was watching a girl with a ponytail in front of her writing a note on a notebook with a blue ballpoint pen. Draw a portrait of Xie Xuan casually. The girl probably came from a painting background. She is skilled in brushwork. Although she is scribbled, she portrays Xie Xuan's Fengshen very realistically—the kind of graceful posture that carefully restrains the turmoil of life—

Xie Mingyu knocked on the back of her chair, the girl turned her head, with a bored expression on her ordinary face, she asked him what's the matter with her eyes.

Xie Mingyu pointed to her painting, "Why are you drawing him, boring?"

The girl shrugged, "It's nothing, I think he is the most perfect man I've ever seen."

Xie Mingyu smiled, "What is a perfect man?"

The girl's eyes glanced at Xie Xuan on the stage, and said, "Cultivate one's body, regulate the family, govern the country, and bring peace to the world."

At this moment, there was a small commotion in the auditorium, and a boy wearing glasses suddenly stood up and said in a slightly provocative tone: "Senior, since you said that people come and go naked in the world, you can't take anything with you." Let’s go, then what is the purpose of our study, work, and struggle?”

Xie Mingyu raised her head to look at Xie Xuan, with a leisurely smile on her lips, to see how Xie Xuan answered——

Xie Xuan's expression was still relaxed, and his tone was calm and calm, "That's a very good question. If we can't take everything away, why do we have to fight for it so hard? We have nothing but ourselves. It will belong to us forever, but isn’t it good? What we play is a kind of temporary possession—fighting because we like it, plundering it because of ambition, protecting it because we are afraid of losing it. Longing, anxiety, joy, worry, Fear, loss, madness... Isn't this the most interesting part of life? Will you be complacent about your opponents who are vulnerable and the achievements you can get at your fingertips? Are you full of expectations for a life of ease waiting for death?"

There was thunderous applause.

The girl leaned her back on the back of the chair and sighed, "Ah, I wish there was a man like this as a concubine."

Xie Mingyu laughed uncontrollably, borrowed the girl's pen and notebook, wrote a line of words, then tore off the page, folded it twice, and handed it to the girl, "Let him answer this question."

The girl glanced at him hesitantly, took the paper, and walked towards the rostrum——

At that time, Xie Xuan was about to step down when he suddenly received such a piece of paper. He thought it was a student who wanted to ask him a question, so he unfolded it——

Chairman, what is your sexual fantasy?

It was Xie Mingyu's handwriting. Xie Xuan looked around the huge auditorium, but he couldn't see Xie Mingyu at all.He folded the paper back calmly, stuffed it into his trouser pocket, and then walked back to his seat.

It was not until the meeting was over that Xie Xuan saw Xie Mingyu leaning against the tree trunk with his hands in his pockets under a camphor tree outside the door. He walked over, and Xie Mingyu secretly put his hand into his trouser pocket with a smirk, obviously seeing him put the paper into it. Here it is.Xie Xuan grabbed his restless wrist and gave him a warning look——

Xie Mingyu knew that Xie Xuan was too serious a person, so she stopped teasing him on purpose, took out her hand, and walked side by side with him in a brotherly and respectful attitude.

At noon, the school reserved a table at the hotel, and there were 28 tables open. They were all famous alumni who came out of the previous years. There was an old man with white hair and a hunched back. Xie Xuan went to toast, and he was supported and trembling Stand up majestically.The principal introduced to the side that this old gentleman was a talented man in our school back then. He could write poems and draw pictures, and he was also a soldier. .

At the banquet, people exchanged cups of wine, greeted and complimented each other, recalled the past, and it was very lively.

Xie Xuan's alcohol capacity is actually good, but because of his poor health, he can't drink too much. When he came out of the banquet, he was a little dizzy when he was illuminated by the poisonous autumn sun. He turned his head to catch Xie Mingyu's figure with empty eyes. Xie Mingyu Standing beside him, quietly grabbing his hand, Xie Xuan smiled and said, "Come, let me take you to a place."

At that time, the lunch had just passed, and the afternoon celebrations had not yet started, so there were students in twos and threes on campus.

The teacher in the library recognized Xie Xuan, and enthusiastically offered to show Xie Xuan and the others, but Xie Xuan declined, saying that he just wanted to take a casual look and find some memories.

They go upstairs.

During the school celebration, the library was very deserted, but there were a few hard-working students sitting at the large desks, piled up with tomes of professional books in front of them, looking up at Xie Xuan and the others, and then lowering their heads to take notes, some even didn’t Notice someone coming in.

The famous library is famous for its long history, large area and rich collections. Outside the library is a dense camphor tree, which casts a large area of ​​shade into the library.The further you go in, the darker the light, the more biased the classification, the older the book, the yellow and brittle pages of the book, and perhaps no one will read it for a lifetime.They had reached the library where the local chronicles were kept. Xie Mingyu's fingers boredly ran across the rows of books exuding the smell of rotten beetles, and turned to ask Xie Xuan, "Why did you bring me here?"

As soon as the words fell, Xie Xuan suddenly hugged his waist from behind, with too much force, Xie Mingyu staggered, and almost bumped his nose against the bookshelf in front, but fortunately he held it with his hand in time, he still wanted to ask, but the earlobe had been removed by Xie Mingyu. Xuan's moist and hot mouth was closed, and Xie Xuan's muffled and deep voice was heard on the eardrums, "Didn't you ask me what my sexual fantasy is?"

His hand stroked Xie Mingyu's chest vigorously, Ning squeezed his dogwood, bit his ear, and mumbled in a hoarse voice: "Sex in the library." Unbuttoning his belt, unzipping his trousers, reaching into his panties—

Xie Mingyu was so stimulated that her whole body trembled as if she had been clicked. She grabbed the bookshelf with both hands, bit her lower lip and smiled slowly.In that position, Xie Xuan entered Xie Mingyu from behind. There was no lubricant, so it was a bit difficult to enter, but the occasional sounds of students playing ball and talking downstairs stimulated their senses, making them feel at ease from the beginning to the end. Maintain a dizzy excitement.In Xie Mingyu's line of sight are rows of book titles—"Manuscripts of Beijing Chronicle", "A Brief Introduction to the Cultural Relics of the Old Capital", "Characters and Customs of Old Beijing", those words also fluctuate up and down with Xie Xuan's impact, gradually blurring— —

They did it twice, and once, Xie Mingyu lay on the window, opened the window, and the heat wave outside rushed in, his elbows rested on the window sill, his fingers contracted like convulsions, and the expression on his face seemed to be in pain and at the same time Happiness, biting his lip and panting, every time someone below casually looked up at him, he would feel involuntarily tense and excited, and his acupoints would tighten for a while, making Xie Xuan nearly go crazy - in fact, they were on the third floor , the people below couldn't see his expression clearly, even if they could, they would never have imagined how absurd and obscene the scenery behind him was——

After making love, they lay on the shady floor of the library, still lingering in the aftertaste of their orgasms, the smell of old paper mixed with cum in the air.

When they left, they were as personable as when they came in, and they greeted the librarian calmly.The cleaners who clean up at night will find two pairs of underwear soaked in semen in the wastebasket in the bathroom on the third floor of the library.

It wasn't until he got in the car and drove back that Xie Mingyu laughed out loud, like a child who had done bad things but was never discovered by adults.

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The quiet garden on Formosa Island has been decorated according to the preferences of the two of them, and most of the time they live there on weekends.In the past, Xie Xuan was like a workaholic, infinitely overdrawing his energy. After experiencing many life and death, he began to slow down, learn to let go, and learn to enjoy the joy that life bestows on him.In the quiet garden, he opened up vegetable plots by himself, planted tomatoes and cucumbers, and sometimes brought his nephew Ye Yue over to play. Ye Yue is still the only child in the Xie family.Xie Hui has been married for many years. The couple are in good health, but they have never been able to have a child. This makes the eldest aunt and Mrs. Ouyang, who have been looking forward to grandchildren and great-grandchildren, very disappointed. They can only comfort themselves.

Xie Mingyu adopted another cat, named "Captain", which happened to be a pair with "Jack".According to Xie Mingyu, when he was on the road that day, he saw a cat lying quietly in the middle of the road. Pedestrians and vehicles made detours. He felt strange and slowed down. It was a very beautiful cat. She has black and smooth fur all over her body, her eyes are like amber wine, she is neither sad nor happy, neither angry nor resentful, but bright red blood flows from the corner of her mouth.

He didn't know what happened to it, so many people passed by, no one helped it, he had already driven the car for a certain distance, but he couldn't shake the look of the cat in front of him, so he reversed the car and put the cat carefully I hugged it into the car and took it to the pet hospital. From the beginning to the end, the cat didn't make any sound or move at all, and it was always quite soft and docile.

After the captain arrived, he rested for a long time before returning to normal, but he was still quiet and a bit glamorous.In addition, Xie Mingyu is also very familiar with the wild cats on Formosa Island, and has given them many strange names, such as "Little Girl Huang", "Hua Fat Girl", "Sister-in-law", "Duo Duo", and can count the relationship between cats. Kinship, and personality traits, these are his talents, anyway, Xie Xuan will never be able to figure it out.

When the sun is good, Xie Mingyu spreads a thin blanket on a big rock in the yard where the sun can shine, throws two pillows and lies on it to bask in the sun and listen to music.Sometimes Xie Xuan would lie side by side with him, or put him on his stomach, smoke a cigarette together, or drink some beer and talk for a while.Xie Mingyu said that his lecturer in the film appreciation class in college said that the most romantic thing he ever encountered was-there was once a beautiful girl lying beside him and reciting "Dream of Red Mansions" for him-after speaking, he laughed, Xie Xuan Laughing too——

Sometimes Xie Xuan’s mood would be low. That’s when he thought of Zhou Nansheng, sitting alone on the steps of the porch with his back hunched and smoking, with lingering depression and sadness between his brows——Xie Mingyu would sometimes accompany him Sitting for a while, sometimes standing at a distance and looking at him——In the past, how much he hated Zhou Nansheng, he expected Xie Xuan's 100% love, without any impurities, he almost begged Xie Xuan viciously, That is the perverted perfectionism in him at work—there is indeed Zhou Nansheng in the world, he exists vividly and vividly in Xie Xuan's life, and accompanied him through the purest and most beautiful childhood and youth, Then leave, like completing a mission - you can't kill him, and you can't kill him.

But it doesn't matter, there is no such thing as a perfect life in this world. Xie Xuan once said to him: "Maybe life is too complacent, God will not see it, so I will always take some of your things, but it doesn't matter, one day, He will give you other precious things."

Xie Mingyu's birthday happened to be on the Saturday after Christmas. As the [-]th birthday of the Xie family, it was naturally a stage for all parties to show their hospitality, show their loyalty, explore the direction of the wind, and seek cooperation.On the day of his birthday, Xie’s mansion, which had been silent for a long time, finally became lively again—that morning, Xie Mingyu first flew to Kasili to meet Mrs. Xie. He flew back to Wuhe for the red envelopes given by the old man and the old lady.The whole day, receiving gifts, entertaining and socializing, his birthday was busier and more tiring than anyone else.After finally finishing the show, my friends insisted on renewing the booth, giving him another birthday, and saying that they wanted to give him a surprise, but Xie Mingyu refused, and a group of people rushed to the nightclub, and the commotion didn't end until the early hours of the morning.

With Xie Xuan in his heart, he paid a huge sum of money to cross the strait by ferry and arrived at Jingyuan at dawn—for some reason, he just knew that Xie Xuan must have returned here, even though Xie Xuan was responsible as his cousin on his birthday. It was only a few hours before the two were separated for entertainment and entertainment, but Xie Mingyu's heart was shaking violently, probably because of alcohol, and he was eager to see Xie Xuan.

It was quiet in the quiet garden, except for the faint light in the small living room upstairs.Xie Mingyu laughed, imagining Xie Xuan's surprised expression when he saw him, he tiptoedly opened the door, and Jack, who was sleeping on the sofa, raised his head vigilantly and found that it was Xie Mingyu, and lay back lazily.

Xie Mingyu went upstairs and met the squatting captain on the buffer platform halfway, looking at him docilely with a pair of beautiful cat eyes, Xie Mingyu put a finger to his mouth, "shh", the captain seemed to understand the meaning of the master, be quiet Watching silently as he went upstairs—

He gently unscrewed the door of the small living room. There was only a floor lamp next to the sofa lit in the room. The warm yellow light gently enveloped Xie Xuan who was lying on the sofa and fell asleep. He was still wearing his daytime clothes. , It seems that I fell asleep accidentally.Xie Mingyu knew that he was waiting for him, and he felt happy for their little tacit understanding.

He walked over lightly, squatted in front of him, watched him fall asleep, and then he saw a folded letter paper on the table——

With the excitement of voyeuristic secrets, Xie Mingyu opened the letter paper. On the paper were Xie Xuan's beautiful pen writing——

I am writing this letter with the pen in my hand, and I have a very strange and awkward feeling in my heart, because the addressee is by my side, within my reach, and there is something that cannot be said directly, but in such a way. What about the euphemistic way of expressing it?

I am not a person who is good at expressing, I can talk freely in front of irrelevant people, but I will always keep silent in front of those I love.

Sometimes, I would wake up suddenly in the middle of the night, afraid that you would no longer be by my side, and I would have to touch your body and feel your warmth from the palm of my hand, so that my heart would gradually calm down.You are 30 years old, I really find it incredible, I always feel that you are still the radiant boy, as if all the time is spent on me, I look at you, keep watching, I am getting old and ugly, and you Always the same, just as Samuel described it—peachy face, soft knees, red lips.

Two men falling in love is inherently contrary to ethics. I don’t know what kind of prejudice, slander, invisible swords, hatred and tears of relatives will be endured by other people. Will there be more pain than laughter and resentment in the future? in love?I don't know if we will regret it one day and hate each other?Or do feelings eventually annihilate in mediocrity, triviality, boredom, and boredom?The only thing I know is that I love you. Maybe it started earlier than I knew. It is like a green shoot in early spring, and it quickly grows into a big tree with strong branches before I realize it. Roots firmly entrenched in my heart, and grow inwards, this growth is accompanied by sharp pain and pleasure.

If the reality that life presents to us is not so romantic, I hope we can face all the faces of life with an unparalleled courage, and dare to take all the flavors of life—love, withering, joy, withering, nothingness, Fortunately, I drank everything dry, not a drop left.

Mingyu, today is your birthday, I wish you a happy birthday, happy every day of your life.

The dawn came in through the glass door, Xie Mingyu's eyes were already wet, but he held back his tears and squeezed over to lie down with Xie Xuan. Xie Xuan was woken up, opened his eyes in a daze, and naturally reached out to hug him He, still sleepy in his voice, "When did you come back?"

Xie Mingyu didn't say anything, let Xie Xuan hug him even tighter, and he couldn't help crying.

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The author has something to say: It's finally over, wow, it took so long.

Thanks to the friends who have been with me all the way. When I decided to write this article, I was prepared to be very cold, especially the lengthy childhood in the past, which will definitely make many people abandon the article immediately. Haha, so I have persisted until the end. Thank you very much, my friend.

Of course, there are many problems in this article, and I know it myself. The language is cumbersome and repetitive, nagging, and the plot is weak, so I have always envied those authors who can write wonderful plots with concise and accurate words, but I have indeed poured myself a lot into it. emotion.

As for the extravagant stories~ I really can’t write them~ please forgive me~

Thank you for looking down on the mines of Fengyun children's shoes, and the grenade of Serenade children's shoes~

Originally I was going to write a story about Nan Sheng, but now that I think about it, I’d better forget about it, it’s boring to explain everything~