early morning twilight

Jin Chongshan always had no expression on his face.

Those gray-blue eyes are always calm and indifferent.

There was no intense emotion such as anxiety or anger, even if it was a smile, it was only faintly hanging on the corners of his lips.

But Si Ye found that he could sense Jin Chongshan's pleasure.

Yes, just pleasure.

Words such as happy and happy make the emotions too high, as if they are about to overflow.

And Jin Chongshan, like a black deep pool, can only accommodate, not overflow.

When Jin Chongshan is happy, the gray in his eyes will become very light.

It is not the color itself that changes, but the light that falls into it.

Like an eagle with outstretched wings galloping from a snow-capped mountain, its strong wings cast snow and the light of the sky.

Like now.

The motorcycle team has left.

Si Ye stared at Jin Chongshan, "Brother Jin, why didn't you correct me?"

"I corrected it many times."

"That was before!" Siye's bad memory is fine now, "I learned from you, but the posture is not standard. You corrected me then. But then..."

Later, I didn't dare to look at you, so I followed the girl across from me and turned around, so you didn't correct me!

The pleasure between Jin Zhongshan's eyebrows seems to be stronger, and the frivolity and teasing are stored in the corners of his lips, which is just right.

"Huh? Later?"

Siye Ergen was on fire, and said to him from left to right, "I am your guest, and now I am laughed at by Asimu."

"He compliments you on your talent."

"...That's still a laugh."

A motorcycle came suddenly from the village. Jin Chongshan took a look, grabbed Si Ye's arm, and pulled him to the side of the road.

The two stood under the shade of the tree, Si Ye touched the place where he was touched, and raised his eyelids to take a peek at Jin Chongshan.

Jin Chongshan was looking at him openly.

"..."

"Although the postures of men and women are different, there is no difference between good and bad."

"Ok?"

"Whoever dances well in a female posture will be praised even if he is a man."

Si Ye said "Oh".

Jin Chongshan smiled lowly, "The eagle dancer shows off his strength, your height..."

Si Ye immediately shouted, "I am 1.8 meters!"

"Well, 1.8 meters."

"..."

"You are not short, but your frame is small. You don't exercise much at ordinary times, so it is difficult to jump out of the sense of strength."

Shino sighed.This is true.

Jin Chongshan half-closed his eyes, "But you are very suitable for dancing as a girl. Light and flexible."

Si Ye interrupted, "But I have 1.8 meters!"

Which Tajik girl grew to 1.8 meters?

Jin Chongshan finished adding: "...tall."

Si Ye was stunned for a moment, turned his face away, "Thank you, thank you for the compliment."

Jin Chongshan walked into a courtyard, and an uncle greeted him in Tajik.

Si Ye followed behind, squatting on the ground to tease the lambs while listening to them.

Although I can't understand anything.

He likes to hear Jin Chongshan speak Tajik.

Although they are all incomprehensible languages, Jin Chongshan is gentler when he speaks Tajik than when he speaks Uyghur.

I heard that the Uyghur language is very different in the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains. The northern Xinjiang is more official, while the southern Xinjiang sounds like a cheerful song.

He thought that the Tajik spoken by Jin Zhongshan was a gentle and deep love song.

If you listen carefully, you can even hear a hint of sadness.

After Jin Chongshan finished talking with the uncle, he beckoned Si Ye to follow.

The two walked around the yard, and Si Ye saw an SUV parked by the side of the road.

Jin Chongshan opened the driver's door, "Get in the car."

"What about the motorcycle?"

"Want to mention kissing again?"

...not really.

Although it's cool to ride a motorcycle on the plateau, it still can't stand the wind for a long time.

You don't need to wear a hat in the car, Si Ye holds Tumak in his hand and studies it carefully.

Tumak is a traditional hat worn by Tajik men. The inside is made of unadulterated lambswool, which is very warm.

He turned around and accidentally found the name embroidered on the inside of the hat: Jin Chongshan.

"Gulibayi made it." Jin Chongshan said, "But I haven't worn it a few times."

Si Ye felt that the hat was more precious, subconsciously held it in his arms, and patted it twice.

Jin Zhongshan didn't look sideways, "Do you think it's a sheep?"

When the trick was discovered, Si Ye blinked, "Did you make all your hats by yourself?"

"Well, it's all handmade."

Si is very ambitious.

The sound of the waves in the distance seemed to be a little closer.

"Did you see that mountain?" Jin Chongshan asked suddenly.

Si Ye raised his head upon hearing the words, "Where?"

The green mountains on the Pamirs are almost invisible, the nearby ones are brown, and the ones in the sky are white.

Looking around, there are continuous brown.

"Ah! Ancient Coiling Dragon Road!"

Si Ye saw it, and drove straight to the end on the road where the car was driving. A zigzag road winds up, like a giant dragon lying on a brown mountain.

Si Ye grew up in Chengdu. When he was a child, he followed Si Yu to the west and north of Sichuan.

But I have never seen a road that bends like this in my impression.

Jin Chongshan stopped by the side of the road.

Si Ye turned to look at him puzzled, "Brother Jin, why don't we rush forward?"

"Can you go this way?"

"……cannot."

Jin Chongshan pushed open the car door, pointed to a huge sign on the right, "Go and take a picture."

It was only then that Si Ye noticed the sign, took a closer look, and it read: I have gone through all the detours in life today, and life will be smooth from now on.

Si Ye refused to get out of the car, "I won't go."

Jin Chongshan looked at him from outside the car, "Huh?"

"That's the place to check in and visit!"

Kind of silly.

Jin Zhongshan's voice was swept in together with the dry wind, with a scorching and rough breath, "It's all here."

"..."

Do you Tajiks also believe in these four words?

Si Ye was reluctant to get out of the car, walked halfway, took a hasty photo and wanted to get back into the car.

Jin Chongshan tugged on his back collar, pointed at the sign and said, "Go and take a photo."

Then it's really a trip here!

Jin Chongshan took his mobile phone and said, "Go. Take a picture of you."

Only then did Si Ye remember that he was still wearing a white shirt with Tajik embroidery.

He walked under the sign, thought for a while, opened his hands, and looked up at the sky.

Back in the car, Jin Chongshan said: "Take a few photos, you choose."

It was the end of a long day, and the car went up the sharp curve like a roller coaster.

Most of the tourists came directly to Panlong Ancient Road from Ta County.

After seeing it, I have to go to the next destination, so there are many people in the morning and noon.

When the sun was about to set, there were almost no tourists on the ancient road.

When the car reached the top of the mountain, Si Ye followed Jin Chongshan to a tall rock.

Overlooking the entire ancient road, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At the foot of the mountain just now, he still dismissed the sign.

When I came to the mountain and looked at the endless detours, my heart suddenly became enlightened.

What about steep mountains?

What about the countless detours?

Isn't the road open?

Didn't he all come over?

The red sun sinks slowly in the west, and the snow-capped mountains are dyed golden again.

Si Ye sat down on the rock, blowing in the wind, and said nothing for a long time.

Only the doctor and Si Yu knew about the trip, and he never posted on Moments.

But at this moment, he had a strong urge to post that photo of his trip here that he thought was vulgar.

That's about an announcement.

He will come out.

He is coming out.

The picture has been uploaded, but the text suddenly doesn't know what to write.

Si Ye stared at the phone in a daze.

Jin Chongshan looked down, "You can copy the words on the sign, many tourists do this."

Si Ye raised his head, looked at Jin Chongshan and smiled, "I am a person of taste."

Jin Chongshan said: "Then don't write anything, at most set a position and pretend to be cool."

"Just like you?" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Si Ye knew that he had made a slip of the tongue.

Jin Chongshan never pretended from the beginning to the end.

It doesn't matter if you talk more or less, people are really cool.

The two of them sat and stood, this height difference is very suitable for rubbing their heads.

As if to punish him for saying "pretending to be cool", Jin Chongshan inserted his fingers into his blond hair and pressed twice gently.

"It's a mess, it's a mess!" Si Ye wailed with a smile, "Brother Jin, why are you tossing my hair if you have nothing to do!"

Jin Chongshan withdrew his hand, "Send it as you like."

After such a commotion, Si Ye's impulse to post in Moments was interrupted.

He stood up and put the phone back, "Well, I'll brew it up and send it later."

Back in the village, it was getting dark, and smoke was rising from every house.

Si Ye ate a lot of mutton during the day, and now he just wants to eat some vegetables.

Jin Chongshan parked the car back to its original spot, and led Si Ye into a room in the yard.

The light is turned on, the room is not big, but it has everything that a Tajik residence should have.

A dark red embroidered blanket was spread on the stone kang, and the embroidered quilts were neatly folded and placed in the corner of the stone kang.

There was a table in the middle, and the copper plate and pot, though empty, were clean and had just been scrubbed.

Next to the table was a stove with primitive smoking pipes hanging from it.

If a charcoal fire is lit at night, the exhaust gas will be drawn out to avoid poisoning.

Opposite the stone kang is a low brown cabinet with an old-fashioned TV on it.

There is also a door in the room, which turns out to be the bathroom.

"Are we staying here tonight?" Si Ye visited with great interest.

After all, Taxian County is the county seat. Although the hotel has rich ethnic decorations, it is far less authentic than the herdsmen's homes in the village.

"Yeah." Jin Chongshan brought a pot of water from outside and put it on the stove to boil.

Si Ye didn't know what he was doing and wanted to help, but Jin Zhongshan asked him to take a shower in the bathroom.

When Si Ye followed the motorcycle into the village during the day, he was already prepared not to take a bath.

Unexpectedly, although the stone house looks primitive from the outside, the bathroom is equipped with electric and solar water heaters, and there is enough water for bathing.

After washing, Si Ye smelled a scent of hometown.

Instant Boiled Spicy Hot Pot?

Jin Zhongshan is cooking maocai on the stove!

Si Ye was shocked, "Brother Jin, where did you get the information?"

Jin Chongshan poured the quick-frozen meatballs in and said casually, "Taobao."

"..."

Jin Chongshan raised his eyebrows, "Do you think this place is isolated from the world?"

One of the drawers of the low cabinet was not closed.

Siye took a look, good guy, there are not only Chengdu maocai base, but also Chongqing hot pot, Guizhou sour soup fish!

There was a slight crack in his brother Jin's cool brother image.

Then he suddenly realized that this is also Jin Chongshan's residence?

Part of the maocai was cooked, and Jin Chongshan picked out a bowl.

After eating Xinjiang cuisine for many days, Si Ye missed the taste of his hometown, so he quickly picked it up.

There was a kind of local green vegetable in the bowl. He had eaten it in Kashgar and couldn't stand the smell.

But when it is scalded into a dish, once the spicy taste is covered, it can be accepted immediately.

In addition, there are sausages, potatoes, tomatoes, vermicelli and so on.

Naturally, it is not as rich as the streets of Chengdu, but it is enough to soothe his stomach.

After wolfing it down, Si Ye asked about the room and those base materials.

Jin Chongshan explained calmly.

Waqia Township is his hometown. The uncle during the day is his relative. He lives here when he comes back. When he gets tired of eating naan and mutton, he cooks something else for a change.

This is a traditional Tajik family, and Siye thought of Jin Chongshan's Han ethnicity again, and became more curious. He turned the words around a few times before swallowing them.

After dinner, Jin Chongshan was called away by his uncle, and he didn't know what he was up to.

Si Ye felt sleepy, and didn't know what to do with those quilts.

Most importantly, there is only one stone kang in the house.It is inevitable that he will share the bed with Jin Zhongshan.

While waiting for Jin Chongshan to come back, Si Ye looked at the photo for a while, but finally did not add any text, and just followed Jin Chongshan's instructions, locate and send it.

After sending it, he didn't read it again, and threw the phone on the stone kang as if it was hot.

This is the first time he posted on Moments after that incident, and it will inevitably receive a lot of comments.

When Jin Chongshan came back, he saw Siye dozing off on the stone kang.

"Why don't you sleep?"

Si Ye looked up, his eyes were a little confused, "Brother Jin, you're back..."

Jin Chongshan began to make the bed.

The thick white mattress is at the bottom, covered with an embroidered mattress.

Then there are pillows, embroidered quilts.

Two sets of quilts are placed at one end of the stone kang.

There is no bed together, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

At night, Jin Zhongshan was awakened by the sound of heavy breathing, turned around, and saw the light of a mobile phone beside Siye's quilt.

He watched for a while in the dark, but the light did not go out, and his breathing became more urgent.

Under the faint light, the body wrapped in the quilt was trembling slightly.

He frowned and called out, "Sino."