Yuanchuan High School

When he got close, Yan Wenyi's hair touched the pinna of his ear, and his skin trembled slightly. Li Min was still immersed in the aftertaste of shock, and almost looked at him in a panic, and slammed into his body unsuspectingly. eyes.

He looked at Yan Wenyi, and suddenly forgot what he was going to say.

Yan Wenyi only thought that he was afraid of dogs, so he lowered his head and gave a soft snort without holding back, then quickly restrained himself, pulling Li Min back, "Walking on the side, it was tied up and couldn't bite you. You are a stranger, and it barks It will stop after two beeps, but how come the puppies here have become so fierce..."

Li looked at him, Yan Wenyi didn't laugh at him this time, but patted him on the shoulder seriously.

He let go, and the temperature left on Li Pu's wrist disappeared without a sound. The cold wind brought Li Pu back to his sanity. He was a little annoyed and excited at the same time. I feel that I should thank Yan Wenyi, but Yan Wenyi has already walked away.

He returned to the door of the building, bent down and bowed again.

"Mingkong Temple..."

Li Cou looked up, and he saw a tattered plaque with obvious signs of wood rot and insects, and the handwriting was mottled and unclear.

He followed Yan Wenyi and entered through the door. This is an ancient temple, and the surroundings are very quiet. If he hadn't seen the stone tablet engraved with "National Key Cultural Relics Protection Unit" and the fluorescent green trash can, he would have thought of Mingkong. The temple has been separated from the world.

It is also on the mountain, but there are no people in Mingkong Temple.

The temple still uses a water well, the gold leaf on the amulet has fallen off, the temple is too old and in disrepair, and the windows are pasted up with layers of paper. Li Cou stood by the well and looked up at the abandoned Behind the mountain gate, surrounded by vines, the stone Buddha statues stand quietly, and the low voice of the old monk in the mountain comes from the East Hall, which is pious and stable.

Pavilion corners, side eaves, carved patterns can be seen everywhere, decayed and melancholy, like old bones and dead bones.

Walking through the Hexiang copper tripod, Li Cou saw a huge bodhi tree, a tree that embraces the tree, at least a hundred years old.

Yan Wenyi ignored him when he arrived at Mingkong Temple. He clasped his hands and bowed his head at the foot of the steps to salute the old monk who took the initiative to look like the East Hall. Finally, he returned a salute to him.

He seemed to want to say something, Li Min's heart skipped a beat.

Yan Wenyi didn't stop for this, and went straight to the main hall.

The characters on the plaque in the main hall were already blurred. Yan Wenyi stepped across the threshold, joined his hands and bowed lightly, and his movements were slow. Lian stared at the young man sitting down.

His movements are smooth and proficient, as if he has done it thousands of times. Li Pu looked at his bowed back under the steps. He smelled the Zen fragrance faintly lingering in the ancient temple. Paintings seem close but are far away, within reach and yet far away.

Everything in the world seems to have gone away.

Li Min let out a sigh of relief, exited the hall, and reached out to touch the fallen branches of the Bodhi tree, which felt rough and a little damp.

What he saw, heard, thought, thought, everything he thought about during this trip was engraved with the imprint of that person, the current summer is as bright as the dawn, and the frozen city wall solidified by the years is visibly melting with the naked eye, Li Min raised his head slightly , the bodhi leaf bathed in the morning light flutters in the air, shining like eternal stars.

Yan Wenyi came out and said softly to him, "Do you want to enter the palace?"

Li Min shook his head, he didn't believe this.

It would be great if there were gods and Buddhas, it would be great if his wish could come true, if he could not have to suffer from all that...

He always thought this way in the past, and he was lucky, imagining that there were gods in the nine heavens who could hear his wish.

The flowers dedicated to the gods withered and rotted. He looked forward to the dawn, but it was always night that surrounded him.

A flash of red in the face interrupted him.

Li Min opened his hand subconsciously, but saw the red streak stretched and extended, floating down unsteadily, he was taken aback, and quickly got up to pick it up.

A red ribbon for blessing.

Li Min was taken aback.

"Don't you want to hang one too?" Yan Wenyi said, "write it yourself."

"I didn't say it." Li Kuo grabbed the corner of the ribbon, lowered his head and moved his lips, "Besides, what's the use of it."

"Does it have to be of any use?" Yan Wenyi raised his head and caught a falling bodhi leaf, "What does it matter if you have a dream and seek peace? Just treat it for yourself."

"What's the point of being true or false? Didn't you say it yourself?" He stuffed the red silk into Li Cou's hand.

Li Min took a breath.

Mingkong Temple is very small, and he can walk around it in a circle. He heard Yan Wenyi humming a tune in a low voice, and the voice passed through Li Pu's heart. He felt very familiar——

Yan Wenyi often hums this tune, he is very quiet here, like a piece of beautiful jade under the shade of a tree.

Li Min still felt very familiar, it was another feeling of bewilderment that kept coming up.

"Why are you here?" He asked suddenly.

Yan Wenyi stopped and glanced at him. He seemed a little surprised, and then smiled quickly, "This is the first time you asked me something."

Li Cou: "..."

Yes, Li Min never cared about his affairs, he always stayed away, polite and even a bit deliberate.

"No, okay." Li Kuo tilted his head, saying that he seemed to be some kind of ungrateful white-eyed wolf.

"My mother is from Tanshui." Yan Wenyi said: "When I was young, I lived at my grandmother's house and studied in the elementary school at the foot of the mountain."

"My sister was born in poor health. My mother went up to the mountain to pray for my sister. She is very familiar with Master Mingyuan in the temple. I was naughty when I was a child. The elders want me to calm down and be more at ease. I will be calm after school. Go up the mountain to do your homework and listen to Master's chanting."

His voice was very weak, and he sighed, "Maybe I haven't been able to calm down until now, because I always fell asleep listening to Master's chanting at that time."

The story he told was really inconsistent, and Li Min stared at him without saying a word.

Yan Wenyi frowned and thought, "What's wrong? Don't you believe me?"

"No." Li Cou turned his eyes away, "I believe it."

"You don't have an expression of belief."

"You know what I'm thinking again?" Li Cou said, his face obviously expressionless.

"I know." Yan Wenyi said, "I am the person who knows you best in this world, shouldn't I know?"

Li Cou shook his head, wanting to say that he was brazen, but Yan Wenyi smiled vaguely: "Or...can you find someone else?"

Li Yuan fell silent abruptly.

Yan Wenyi was right.

He hadn't noticed it all the time.

There are more than 60 billion people on the earth. Those who are related to him by blood can't see him, and those who know his name don't care about him. Li Min suddenly found that there is almost no place for him in this world. He is walking alone in the desert People with thirsty throats smoke, but they can't ask for water.

All the people close to him betrayed him, and the only one left was... the person in front of him.

"It's really disgraceful." Yan Wenyi had an indistinct smile on his lips, "Being so close to someone like me."

... close?Li Min's eyelashes trembled, are they close?

"What kind of person am I in your heart?" Yan Wenyi's voice was very low.

This question was actually asked at the beginning of their meeting, but Yan Wenyi obviously forgot, he didn't seem to need Li Cou's answer, so he answered it to himself: "Well...forget it, anyone is fine, It’s okay to be a good person anyway.”

no……

The end of the red ribbon was held in the palm of Li Pu's palm and deformed, at least not now, and he might not be considered a good person, but...

It wouldn't be too bad, just as he was about to speak, Yan Wenyi's voice sounded again, "Forget it."

The boy brushed back the broken hair on his forehead, the wind was calm, and he didn't seem to care.

Yan Wenyi looked up at the Mingkong Temple, the red silk reflected the leaves, and the gourd flowers were blooming under the eaves, as far away as the scene on the other side.

"You said praying is useless, but my sister has grown up safely, I think... it might still be useful." Yan Wenyi said, "At least... I hope it's true."

What are you asking for?

Li Cou's words were tossed and turned in his mouth, almost blurting out.

The boy let go, and the red ribbon fell to the ground without a sound.

32. Elopement

After Tanshui, Yan Wenyi and Li Cou went to Gefeng.

Gefeng is the most remote city in the west, quite far from Tanshui and Yuanchuan.Li Min looked at the sea of ​​clouds floating in the sky through the window, and felt dizzy even more.

When he got on the plane, he realized that he was a little airsick.

The cabin is a semi-partition design, and the enclosed semi-enclosed space makes him feel cramped. Li got up and stood for a while. When he was unsteady during the flight, he hit the door next to him. There was a loud click, and then he coughed in a low voice. stand up.

The air conditioner is too cold, he can't adjust it.Li Cou poked his head out, but what he saw were automatic doors that blocked his sight in twos and threes. He didn't know where Yan Wenyi was.

Perhaps the noise he made was a bit loud, and the flight attendant knocked lightly on the door twice.

Li Min looked up, with a distressed face: "It's okay—don't!" He got stuck on the word "Don't" for a long time, and barely answered, "I don't drink."

Flight attendant: "?"

The flight attendant was taken aback, and followed his words through the partition door to ask him if he needed a meal.

Li Cou just felt embarrassed, it was his first time flying, and this kind of thoughtful service made him feel uncomfortable, Yan Wenyi was the one who dealt with this kind of thing before, he was very good at handling these things...

Li Cou is like a stranger entering someone's home for the first time, cautious and overly cramped.

He finally asked for a thin blanket.

The sea of ​​clouds is surging, and the dark mountains below are faintly visible. The familiar feeling of dizziness rushed to his forehead. Li Min regretted it a bit. He hoped that Yan Wenyi could be by his side, talking to him, casually