want to touch you

I took the time to go down and order a soup and a few side dishes, and when the host woke up, it was just time to eat.

At night, the two of them lay on the bed and chatted one after another, about their childhood, about the past, and about the future.The owner asked the thief what he wanted to do in the future, and the thief said that he wanted to continue working with him, and hoped that he would never dislike him.The master didn't answer, and the thief didn't care either.

The room was warm and bright, the two were talking in a low voice, outside the window was the sound of howling wind and snow, the sky was high and the earth was wide, everything was silent.

The next morning, the two of them got up and went out after dinner. After walking for more than ten minutes, they arrived at the tourist area over there. At a glance, there was a magnificent sea of ​​clouds. The rising sun rolled in the sea of ​​clouds, dyeing the snow-white cloud sea into golden waves. As it rises, the clouds and waves roll and rush, as if coming from a pavement.

The bright side of the rising sun fell on the face, making the owner look warmer and softer.The thief who was explaining by the side couldn't help staring at the warm yellow face, and the fluff on his face stretched out when the wind blew.

After watching the sunrise, the tourists scattered to the next place, but the owner and the thief didn't need it.Tired of standing, the two sat next to each other. The owner breathed the fresh air and talked with the thief.The master opened his mouth, and the thief stuffed the soft and sweet orange petals in his hand.The owner shivered from the cold, and the thief bought a cup of hot soybean milk and put it in his hand.The master slipped, and the thief wished he could carry him away.

Leaving the viewing platform, the owner said seriously: "Xiaoyang, do you raise me as your son? Please restrain yourself." The thief was stunned for a moment, then laughed heartily, jokingly said: "You are the apple of my eye. , can I not baby a little bit?"

On one side is the snow scene, on the other side is the light of the Buddha. Walking towards the crowd, you can see several scattered temples with ancient plaques. Some of the Buddha statues inside look benevolent, and some look majestic.The incense cauldron in front of the temple was very prosperous, and the ashes of the candles that had been burned in the past piled up and were about to burst out of the rim of the tripod.

We all ask for something, take something, and give something back.

The owner followed the thief across the threshold. Originally, the owner didn’t believe it, but the thief pulled him down on the futon and knelt down on the futon. On the person next to you.

After a few obeisances, the thief got up and gave a large sum of incense money, but he didn't know what he was asking for.The master who doesn't believe in Buddhism directly said that the thief is an idiot, and he didn't know which money-grubbing pocket he put the money in. Buddha is pure, but people are not.

The thief smiled and looked indifferent, and comforted his master just for peace of mind.

After visiting several temples, each thief gave money, and once the owner scolded him for being a fool.

Eating and shopping, the wandering is gone in a day.

There was an ice and snow lantern show next to it at night, but the host was often in poor health at night, so the two gave up.Go back to the hotel and lie down comfortably.

The next two days here are also leisurely shopping and eating, but unfortunately I couldn't experience the skiing and ice sculptures next to me.The same route, sitting on the bus when they came, the two went down the mountain.

When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, the owner took the thief to the mall and bought some clothes and daily necessities. The thief chose the clothes and the owner paid the money.Whenever paying the money, the thief always felt that he wanted to be a baby boy, a little bit ashamed and a little bit happy.

I thought that this trip would be over and I would go home. I was lying on the hotel bed at night, only to hear the owner say that I will be playing outside in the future. I guess it will take a while before I go back.

7. Chapter 7

After staying in City X for two days, feeling the local customs and customs, both of them were a little bit reluctant to leave.

But also had to go to the next journey, the prairie.Originally, there was no such arrangement, but it seems that the owner has friends here, and he came to visit friends and travel by the way.

The two of them didn't have a very fast schedule, they just ate and drank all the way to a friend's house.After eating, drinking and playing in the city, I rented a car and drove to my friend's house.My friend’s house is in the countryside, and they raise horses. All the horses in the house have shiny fur and are fat and strong.The people here are also very strong and tall. The thief looked at himself thin and weak, feeling a little inferior and envious for no reason.

The owner's friend is also a tall man with dark skin, sword eyebrows and star eyes. When he smiles, his white teeth and bright eyes give people an inexplicable sense of comfort. It seems that no matter how big the problem is, this smile can solve it.When the thief first met the owner's friend, he was a little confused. It seemed that the two could not be friends. One was herding horses in the grasslands in the far north, and the other was a caged bird in a house in a bustling city.

Sorry to ask more questions, the thief suppressed his doubts and came here with his master. The next few days will be arranged by the master's friend.On the first day they came here, the thief was deeply attracted by the freedom and leisure here. When I drove here in the afternoon, my friend simply made food for the two of them, and they rested for a while. The friend said to take them first. Go out to see the scenery and enjoy the wind.There is no other scenery except the sky and the earth. A gust of wind blows, as if coming from the sky and whistling away.

In the distance, you can see a slender and long river. There are many footprints beside it, horseshoe prints, sheep footprints, cows... There are many branched bird footprints in the fresh place, which is very cute.The river is clean and clear. My friend said that it was the river that brought them together and fed so many sacred lives.

I went for a walk with my friends, and when I arrived at a slope a little further away, there was a person sleeping on the grass with a book hanging on his face. She was dressed like a woman. Not far from her was a flock of sheep, leisurely walking beside her. While eating grass, chewing in his mouth, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the thief, and stared at them. If you go up, you will definitely suffer.

When the thief was in a daze, a loud "Mom" from the side pulled him back alive.It turned out that the one lying there was the friend's mother. After being awakened by the friend's voice, she sat up slowly, said a few words to the friend in dialect, stuffed the book into her bosom, turned her head and drove the sheep back home.

Everything here is very different from the life of the thief since he was a child. It is very novel and interesting, especially after living in the city for a long time, the whole person becomes stale and stiff.Coming here seems to really realize what life is in the physiological sense.

After staying for half a month, the milk tea and large pieces of meat here gave the thief the illusion that he is also a 188 man.In less than half a month, the thief learned to ride a horse, galloping on the grassland without thinking about anything, and rushed forward without hesitation.When he came back from a circle, he found that the owner was sitting in the front, and his friend was sitting in the back, hugging the owner and walking slowly forward, the thief was stunned for a while.Is this the routine, let yourself go, and the two of them walk here leisurely.

The master sat in front and didn't talk much. The friend said a few words, and the master nodded.Seeing this scene, the thief felt sour in his heart, as if he had been squeezed sourly.The originally happy mood suddenly died down, and the thief went back dejectedly, leaving the two of them here "you and me".

After going back, I couldn't help but wonder, does my friend like the master? It looks like that, and the two seem to be a good match.The friend looks rough, but he has been very gentle with his master these days. The master's food, accommodation and transportation are all arranged properly. Today, he ran away on a horse alone, and he still knew to take the master with him.The more the thief thought about it, the more sad he became, as if the owner had been robbed.

In the evening, when the master and his friend came home, both of them looked very comfortable, chatting and laughing, but the master did not notice the loneliness of the thief.At night, the master and the thief lived in the same room. The thief persuaded the two of them on his own, why the master needed to be taken care of, and how dangerous it was for the master to stay alone in an unfamiliar environment...

The night here is always quiet quickly, and the wind in late autumn comes more violently at night, as if the whole grassland is singing deeply.Lying beside him, the thief was a little silent. The owner touched his head and asked him what was wrong, but the thief couldn't tell.What is there to say about these.Later, the owner said that he would leave here in a few days, so don't be depressed.The thief explained a few words in a weak echo, and fell asleep in the sound of the wind.

A few days later, the two parted ways.During this period of time, I was herding sheep, riding horses, archery, walking, listening to friends singing on horseback with my grandma... It’s not so much that the master came to play, it’s better to say that the master brought himself to play, most of the time he played by himself Happy.

On the car back, the journey was long, and the owner was telling stories beside the thief, afraid that the thief would be bored.It tells the story of him and this friend. They met in college. The friend is very smart, but he is born dissolute and loves freedom. He seems to be detached from ordinary people. Can joke, but no one can become his real friend.

The classmates envy him for his free and easy, not flattering to the worldly communication, envy him but can't imitate him.The master naturally has a good impression of him. Compared with other people, the two are inexplicably congenial, but they never call each other brothers, and only express to each other when they want to communicate.

My friend is a person who is born free. He dropped out of college after less than two years.I heard that middle and high schools also often drop out, and then find a school to pass the college entrance examination.

After he dropped out of school, the master felt very sorry, but it was not surprising.Later, something happened at home, the owner went to a friend's house and lived there for almost half a year, and the two felt sorry for each other.For a while, the two were indeed together. Due to various reasons, the two broke up, but they still regarded each other as very close.