north bird south

I think it's time for me to go.

The last time I was delayed for a while because of my grandfather, and the start of school is about to arrive, so if I don’t start again, I will really be delayed.

I was going to Huai City by high-speed rail, and my grandfather was going to see me off. I still couldn't help asking him, "Aren't you really going with me?"

Grandpa shook his head and said, "Come back early."

I saw him standing in the bustling crowd, and suddenly felt that the old man's straight back was like a page in a history book. I could touch it, but he seemed far away from me.

I reached out my hand out of nowhere, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and called "Grandpa".

"Why?" He turned his head, looked at my hand, and said, "Before you leave, do you want to act coquettishly?"

"..." I said, "I'll call you." After holding back for a long time, I added, "Pay attention to your body."

Grandpa patted me on the head—this man has a strong hand, and it doesn't matter whether he pats a child's head or a big rock in front of a swamp.

"I'll write to you then," I said.

Grandpa didn't answer me.

Later, I got on the car, returned to Huaishi, set off from Huaishi, crossed the Pacific Ocean, and settled in a foreign country to study. I wandered for four years.

I probably followed my grandfather and moved back to the land. When I first went there, I was very unaccustomed to the environment. This discomfort lasted for about a year. When I talked with my father on the phone when I was insomnia, I would mention my grandfather.

Is he still in that backcountry?

It seems so.Because I saw my father showing a worried expression, the state has allocated a lot of funds to invest in wetland protection. The place where grandpa stayed is a key area. He flew over in his busy schedule a few days ago and took grandpa to take pictures. It was mounted on the commendation certificate issued to him locally.

Say hello to him for me, I say, and I'll probably send him a few letters these days.

My father said, in a few days, a red-crowned crane he had raised for many years died of old age. He seemed to be in a bad mood, and he didn't even talk to him.

die of old age?

I seem to have forgotten that all living things are subject to birth, old age, sickness and death.

I asked, isn't this bird's lifespan very long?

Father smiled helplessly, do you still remember how old your grandpa is?

I was silent, thinking so too.Even if that bird is blessed by nature, it has been safe and sound, free from disease and illness. More than 50 years have passed, and it is time.

I wondered, how did he recognize that it was the one he had been raising all along?They obviously all look the same.

Father said, I don't know, he has kept these birds from south to north for so many years, saying goodbye to old friends and old friends, but his memory is still not bad.

What my father said was indeed not bad. It reminded me of the stories my grandfather told, and he can still remember them clearly after many years.

Sometimes when I fell asleep, I would dream about the people in his stories. Four years later, I still haven’t forgotten the teacher Yu who made my grandfather’s expression become gentle when he said it.Maybe he himself is so memorable, it has nothing to do with good or bad memory.

Just when I was about to graduate, I received a package of documents from the mainland.Seeing Xu Zhiyuan's signature on the cover, my heart trembled, I put away the computer in the classroom, and went to the New York City Library to find a quiet place to sit.

Grandpa's handwritten letter was concise and to the point, only half a page long, and it was nothing more than asking me how I had been in the past few years, scolding me for not reporting a letter to him as a white-eyed wolf.I was ashamed. Although I miss my hometown, I still have a busy life in this city. Sometimes I suddenly have the idea of ​​writing to him, but I always use the excuse of delaying "I will talk about it when I am done with my work." , and then this idea will be left in the corner of my mind to accumulate dust.

I silently excused myself in my heart-who made grandpa not willing to have a mobile phone.

I opened the envelope, and in addition to half a page of paper, there was also a somewhat yellowed envelope inside.I remember them when Grandpa told me to dig them out of the brown leather-bound book, but I hadn't opened them, and the words "Received by Zhiyuan" were still on it.

I opened them, and the paper inside was very messy, but because it was well preserved, there was no damage, and the handwriting on it was clear, obviously not written by the old man.My heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and I took a deep breath inexplicably, and slowly unfolded a piece of folded paper.

……

Because it has not been unsealed, I guess grandpa has never read these letters, and probably wants to keep them for himself.

But I also don't understand why he sent them to me, obviously he can open them himself to see what Teacher Yu once wanted to say to him.

Then he would know that he was not the only one who fell in love at first sight.

……

The first time Yu Yao met Xu Zhiyuan was not in classroom No. [-] of Ming University, but in Paramount.

The young master was soaking in the girls without a figure, quietly and blankly looking at the violinist not far away, his eyelids were drunk by alcohol, he was fighting up and down, like a man who suddenly felt the light Like a blind man, he is out of tune with the frolic around him.

Obviously there was no light in front of him, but Yu Yao felt as if there was a long and lonely shadow dragging behind the young master.And I stood in his blackness, continuing this quiet shadow all the way to the door.

At that time, when Yu Yao first arrived in Huai City, he was dragged here by his friend Pei Zhen to "receive the wind and cleanse the dust". His eyes were attracted to that place by chance, and he didn't know that this handsome young man who looked silent and melancholy was the bastard nephew who would make him worry so much in the future.

This scene always appeared frequently in Yu Yao's dreams, dragging his consciousness and making him unable to wake up for a long time.

It was because he hadn't had a restful sleep for a long time, Yu Yao got up many hours later than usual, and he vaguely remembered some important things.

For example, Xu Zhiyuan said that he was going to see Niantang today.

When Yu Yao woke up with a start, he sat up and flicked his waist.

"..."

Holding his waist, he got out of bed and opened the curtains, looked out the window, and found that it was already dark.

An inexplicable uneasiness flooded his heart, he asked the housekeeper where Xu Zhiyuan was.

The housekeeper said that he hadn't come back since he went out in the morning.

It is no surprise to the housekeeper that Xu Zhiyuan leaves early and returns late, but Yu Yao is different, he knows that this bastard is not coming back today because he is looking for Niantang.

He wanted to drive out, but the housekeeper stopped him.

"Madam told me that you can't go out again. Mr. Yu has to rest at home."

Yu Yao opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say, did he say "Xu Zhiyuan may have run away"?Not to mention how likely it is, why is he so worried.

Yu Yao just nodded in a low voice.

The unprovoked slander, the sacrifice of Wu Shenyuan, the disappearance of the boss and the loss of contact with his brother, all the messy things condensed into a thick cloud, stuffed in his heart, making him a little breathless.

He went to Xu Zhiyuan's room to stay, and fell asleep after waiting.

It wasn't until midnight that he was awakened by a slight sound, and he saw Xu Zhiyuan who was packing his things in a haze.He covered himself with a blanket.

The package on Xu Zhiyuan's body made Yu Yao's heart stop, and he called him, but Xu Zhiyuan stopped.

"Little uncle, are you awake?" He threw his hands on his body and said, "You...why are you in my room."

"Where are you going."

"I..." Xu Zhiyuan looked out of the window and paused a little guilty. That was the place where he crawled in. He was afraid that his mother would catch him when he walked through the main entrance. He would not even think about going out tonight or tomorrow. You can still see your little uncle when you come in.So I just said, "It's none of your business."

Yu Yao stood up, looked into his eyes, and said coldly, "Are you going to run away from home, and who are you with?"

"No, it's just a gift..." Xu Zhiyuan turned his head and said softly, "I told you all about it."

"What do you pack the package for when you send it off?"

Xu Zhiyuan rubbed the tip of his nose and said, "...just some sundries."

Yu Yao's eyes remained unrelieved bloodshot, he said in disbelief: "Why."

"……what why."

"Where did you meet Niantang today?"

"Siming University."

Yu Yao swallowed, and said, "Did he tell you where to go?"

"Where are you going?" Xu Zhiyuan thought for a while, "Boss Nian said to go to Beicheng."

"Beicheng is at war, what are you going to do in that turbulent place." Yu Yao bit his lower lip, and said, "Stop messing around, and explain clearly to An Rong Zhenping, they won't force you to a dead end."

"He went to Beicheng, what can I explain..."

Xu Zhiyuan was silent for a long time, frowning at the uncharacteristic Yu Yao, thinking of the "you" in Yu Yao's words, he seemed to suddenly understand what Yu Yao seemed to have misunderstood.

Just as he was about to explain, he heard Yu Yao say: "If you really like him, I can... intercede for you. You don't need to take such an extreme method."

Xu Zhiyuan felt a chill in his heart.Swallowing the unspoken words, she clenched her teeth secretly, and said, "How do you plead for mercy, Yao'er? When I said I liked you, how did you persuade me? How did you promise my mother?"

Yu Yao curled his fingers and said, "It was different then than now."

"Well, it's different," Xu Zhiyuan said, "Is it true that you don't surprise or mind that I'm in heat with any man, but I can't touch you?" Xu Zhiyuan suddenly felt his nose sore, and he said, "You know I'm moving Do you still feel that you have got rid of a big trouble when you are in love'?"

"I never thought about it! You think too much, I just..." Yu Yao grabbed a straw indiscriminately and said, "I don't want you to go to such a dangerous place."

"Then don't go to Beicheng, let's change another place," Xu Zhiyuan said, "If I am determined to elope, can you stop me?"

Yu Yao grabbed his wrist, tightened his five fingers and said that his skin was turning white, "Xu Zhiyuan...you are not allowed to go anywhere."

Xu Zhiyuan shook off him.

Yu Yao said anxiously: "Don't lose your temper!"

Facing the moonlight outside the window, Xu Zhiyuan murmured to Yu Yao, "Yao'er, have you never liked anyone before?"

Yu Yao was stunned for a moment, and heard him say: "How can someone think that liking can be easily changed, I don't understand."

"My parents were also young, so they clearly know this feeling. But they still think I can correct it."

"You clearly know what I mean, but you feel that someone else can 'make up' me instead of you."

"To put it bluntly, you all think that my so-called liking is just child's play from the beginning to the end."

Yu Yao said: "No...not..."

Xu Zhiyuan turned his head and said slowly: "Yao'er, I'm leaving tonight, and I won't be coming back... I won't cause trouble for you."

The evening wind was blowing the curtains, and under the lights and moonlight, Yu Yao looked at Xu Zhiyuan's red eyes and was suddenly speechless.

He looked at the person in front of him, and a voice told him that if he didn't catch him this time, they would really drift away.