tired spring return

The mountains and rivers meet, and the future can be expected.

"Master, son..."

A strange voice awakened Pei Minzhi from the chaos.

The clear and clean voice has never been more pleasant.With [-]% sorrowful resentment, [-]% bone-piercing and affectionate tenderness.

Who is calling him?

How about he has lived in this room for nearly ten years, and he was alone all the time.

Pei Minzhi opened his eyes on the familiar rough wooden bed, the sky was bright outside the window, and the sun was in full bloom.All the scenes are wrapped in bright white light, shining brightly, making it difficult for people who have just struggled from the darkness to adapt for a while.

It was a dream.

He rubbed his drowsy head, struggled to sit up, and slowly looked around with half-opened eyes.The room was empty, and he was still alone.All the old supplies and furnishings have been facing him day and night for years, and he is too familiar with him.But for some reason, a strong sense of dislocation surged in my heart, and I suddenly didn't know what night it was.

Not knowing how long he had been in a coma, his mouth was so thirsty that he couldn't bear it, so Pei Minzhi sat in a daze for a while, then got up and got out of bed to find water to drink.The teapot on the table was empty, so he lifted his foot and walked into the yard.

Before crossing the threshold, Yu Guang suddenly caught a person standing outside the courtyard door facing the house door.

With just one glance, that beautiful silhouette made his heart beat like a drum, his breathing suddenly became heavy, and his hands and feet trembled like chaff.The short threshold just about to step over easily tripped him to the ground.

His right leg, which was suffering from an old disease, hit the ground heavily, but he couldn't stop his ecstasy.

Apart from the ecstasy, he was overwhelmed by the chaos.

"Little Chun'er!"

"Did you come back, Xiao Chun'er?"

"You're back, you're really back!"

Pei Minzhi smiled and wept, and stumbling towards that person.

His weak and frail body was not enough to support the heart that was occupied by urgency and madness, and it took him a long time to get close to him.

He thought bitterly and fearfully, he must have wasted too much time.Long enough to complete a long hug of a long-lost reunion, long enough to disappoint the person who came to him first in Changchun across thousands of mountains and rivers.

But Feng Chun just stood there quietly, without moving.

The distance between the two gradually narrowed, and Pei Minzhi could finally see him clearly. Although he faintly felt that something was wrong, he was even more reluctant to take his eyes off his face.

He suddenly discovered that nearly ten years hadn't left many traces on his body.The skin as white as jade, the delicately carved facial features, and the shining eyes, all of which are full of beauty that cannot be washed away by the years.

His little Chun'er's face hasn't changed over the years!

"Xiao Chun'er, you...I..."

Too late to ask, too late to talk, regret, longing, worry, hope, too much, all turned into silent sobs...

Pei Minzhi's tears flowed more violently, and the words accumulated in his heart for a long time seemed to turn into tears.

But Feng Chun was extremely calm, he didn't seem to be touched by his crying, nor was he controlled by the ecstasy of reunion after a long absence.He only looked at him from a distance and smiled at him, but he still refused to take a step closer.

Pei Minzhi opened his arms towards him, but he didn't embrace the person he was thinking about day and night.

The crazy longing that almost exhausted the reason, touch, caress, kiss, all in vain.

Feng Chun took a few steps back lightly, avoiding his embrace, and the smile on his face faded accordingly.

Pei Minzhi's heart contracted violently, and the pain eroded his limbs and bones.The outstretched hand hangs down by the side, clenched into a fist.

"Xiao Chun'er, are you still unwilling to forgive me?"

"It took me ten whole years to finally meet you...you still refuse to forgive me..."

Pei Minzhi looked into his eyes almost beggingly.

Feng Chun's amber pupils shrank for a moment.

He neither nodded nor shook his head, nor raised his hand to gesture.With his mouth closed, there was a strange emotion on his face that Pei Minzhi had never seen before, like the undercurrent surging under the calm water, like the calm before the storm raged.

It was this slight change, even for a short moment, that made his face no longer look like a flawless and delicate mask.

In just a moment, Pei Minzhi's heart softened.

What qualifications does he have to question him and accuse him?

"It's okay, Xiaochun'er is okay. If you don't want to say it, then don't say anything."

"I owe you, I owe you! I owe you so much, you can do whatever you want, as long as you come back."

Take your time, take your time!

Pei Minzhi warned himself.

In the past ten years, the hardships, sins, hardships, and grievances he has experienced cannot be easily comforted and resolved with a simple hug.

It has been ten years, since he has waited hard for ten years, ten years of gnawing at the navel, and ten years of thinking like crazy, what else can he not afford?As long as he comes back, as long as he comes back...

No matter what, no matter what to face, even if it takes another ten years, as long as it can soothe his heartache, as long as it can relieve his pain, he is willing to do it.

The cold wind blew through the tear stains on Pei Minzhi's face, and it was bitingly cold.Pei Minzhi came back to his senses, it was the twelfth lunar month in winter, and it was extremely cold with ice and snow. When he stumbled out of the house, he didn't even bother to put on a thicker dress.But Feng Chun traveled thousands of miles to look for him. He didn't even have any baggage on him, and he was wearing the same thin moon-white gown as before!

"Xiao Chun'er, it's cold, follow me into the house!"

Pei Minzhi struggled to resist the urge to go up to hold him again, turned around, and turned back towards the house first.

There was no sound behind him, he turned his head slightly, seeing Feng Chun slowly following his footsteps, he finally felt relieved.

He took Feng Chun into his only bedroom.Let him sit on the bed to rest, while I work around him non-stop for a while.He helped him put on his only cotton coat to keep warm, and hurriedly prepared a brazier and placed it at his feet, and finally boiled water and poured it into a teacup for him to hold to warm his hands.

Finally, because of Feng Chun's arrival, the ice cellar-like hut has a little bit of homely warmth.

"Xiao Chun'er, are you hungry? I'll cook right away. You rest here first, I'll be fine soon!"

Because of excitement and nervousness, Pei Minzhi walked more awkwardly than before.He was chopping firewood in the yard against the cold wind, and rekindled the fire in the ashes-filled stove.While picking out the few ingredients, washing hands to make soup.But no matter what he did, it was always on his back.

In a short time, Pei Minzhi has looked back dozens of times.Every time, he would almost be burned by that blazing gaze.Feng Chundu opened Wu Zhanzhan's eyes and looked at him without blinking.He maintained the posture just now and sat upright on the head of the bed, looking after him through the only window in the bedroom, like a sunflower struggling in the dark for a long time, greedily chasing the light of life-saving.

His little Chun'er cared about him, Pei Minzhi thought heartbroken.

After many years, he is still as stubborn as ever, never mentioning anything he wants, and writing all his thoughts on his face.

It doesn't matter, let me accommodate you this time.

The author says:

It's the weekend again, have a nice weekend everyone~