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The Suiyue Jingfan, the boy who was naked in the wind and snow that year, is now held in the palm of his hand...

——An Yuan's Diary (His love letters never end...)

On the day they returned home, Shen Xingchun and An Yuan had packed their luggage early on, and they even went to cut their hair a little bit long. It was refreshing, and each of them dragged a suitcase.

Queuing up to collect tickets, waiting for the bus, checking tickets, Shen Xingchun held An Yuan's hand all the time.

There is always a little smell on the green leather train, which can only be smelled by people on the journey.

The train departed on time at [-] o'clock in the evening. The train wheels rubbed against the rails, making a rumbling sound, changing from slow to fast.

The carriage shook a few times, and then drove steadily northward.

The carriages of Shen Xingchun and An Yuan were not full, the soft berths were divided into compartments, and there were four beds in each compartment, Shen Xingchun was the upper berth and An Yuan was the lower berth.

At first, the opposite side of the two was empty, and An Yuan felt a lot more relaxed, so that he didn't need to deliberately keep a distance from Shen Xingchun in front of others.

After Shen Xingchun got in the car, he looked around, looked for the bathroom and a place to fetch water, and first took a bottle of hot water.

It was dark outside the window at night, An Yuan was sitting on the edge of the lower bed, with one arm resting on the table, lying on the glass and looking out the window.

The street lamp outside the window was small, and a light flickered far away, as if it was shining at the end of the night.

After Shen Xingchun came back, he put away the water glass, sat beside An Yuan, propped one arm on the bed behind An Yuan, half-wrapped him from his side, and looked out the window.

The glass windows at night are reflective. If you don't lie on the glass to look at it, the windows will reflect the scene inside the car.

Shen Xingchun said: "I can't see the light very clearly, but I can see both of us."

An Yuan leaned back, half leaned on Shen Xingchun's chest, looked at the glass and said, "From your angle, what you see is indeed the two of us."

Just as An Yuan finished speaking, he heard footsteps outside, and soon someone knocked on the cubicle door. An Yuan pushed Shen Xingchun, and Shen Xingchun got up to open the door.

Outside the door is a flight attendant in uniform, who is here to check the tickets.

Shen Xingchun took out his and An Yuan's tickets and ID cards from his pocket, and the flight attendant took away their tickets after checking them. They didn't have to worry about sleeping at the station on the way, the sleeper conductor would return the tickets before they got off the train.

After the flight attendant left, An Yuan supported the edge of the bed with both hands, his heels moved, knocking on the suitcase under the bed, and he looked down.

Standing by the side, Shen Xingchun pushed the suitcases of the two under the bed in with his feet.

An Yuan sat up straight, took out his cell phone from his pocket and said, "Brother, don't close the door, I'll call grandma and tell her that we're getting in the car."

"Okay, you call first, I'll go wash up." After Shen Xingchun finished speaking, he found out his things and went out.

Grandma was playing with Shen Qiu when she received the call from An Yuan, asking when they would arrive home.

An Yuan said that she would arrive home at noon the day after tomorrow. Grandma smiled and said that she had made dumplings at home, and An Yuan said, "Grandma, the train may be late. You don't need to prepare in advance. You have to take Xiaoqiu with you, and it will take more than 20 hours." .”

Grandma responded, and wanted to say something else, but Shen Qiu had snatched the phone call. A sweet voice came over and asked again, "Brother Yuaner, when will you and Brother Chun arrive?"

"It won't arrive until the day after tomorrow." An Yuan answered patiently, and then asked Shen Qiu, "What did you play at home?"

"I haven't played anything. I'm still waiting for Brother Yuaner and Brother Chun to come back and take me to the mountains to play. My grandparents won't let me go, nor will they take me there."

An Yuan smiled and said hello, and said a few words to Shen Qiu before hanging up the phone.

When Shen Xingchun came back, An Yuan was still lying on the car window looking outside, Shen Xingchun lay directly on the lower bunk, with his head resting on An Yuan's lap, and asked him: "Xiao Yuaner, do you want to wash up, after washing, lie down for a while ?”

An Yuan looked up at the upper bunk, and asked, "Brother, do we both sleep on the lower bunk?"

"Anyway, there is no one now, and the next stop will take more than an hour to stop." Shen Xingchun raised his hand, and touched An Yuan's soft belly through his clothes. When he wanted to reach in from under the hem of the clothes, An Yuan pressed Holding his wrist, he didn't let him move.

Shen Xingchun pressed his palm against An Yuan's belly through his clothes, and said without moving, "If someone gets in the car at night, he will knock on the door. In the middle of the night, no one will pay attention."

An Yuan didn't refute, and he didn't want to sleep by himself, so he took Shen Xingchun's hand away, stood up and went out to wash up.

As soon as he left, Shen Xingchun stood up and followed him out. An Yuan washed his face and brushed his teeth, and Shen Xingchun stood behind him, leaning against the sink, wrapping him inside, blocking people passing by.

The washbasin is between the two carriages, the sound of the rails is much louder than that of the berths, and the shaking is also severe, and the voices of the two of them are unconsciously a little louder.

Someone was already waiting behind him, An Yuan quickly got out of the way, followed Shen Xingchun back, and asked as he walked: "Brother, Xiaoqiu said, she wants to go to the mountain with us, can I also go with us this year?" Are you together?"

"There are snakes." Shen Xingchun said, "Xiaoqiu definitely won't bring them with her. At most, she will play in the back mountain for a while."

"Don't take Xiaoqiu, take me..." An Yuan tilted his head and said, "It's up to us to shoot darts, but I can play tricks now, I stick to the dart board, and directly stick the dart needle in the middle... ..."

Shen Xingchun was amused by him, and asked: "What if it's not okay to cheat?"

"No, the two of us will sleep in the same room," An Yuan said.

"Threats are also cheating."

"Is that okay?" An Yuan's tone was obviously coquettish, "And it's not like that every time, it's impossible to meet snakes every time."

Shen Xingchun put his arm on the back of Anyuan's neck, squeezed it lightly and said, "Okay, actually, I didn't let you go before because I was afraid that you would be tired. You have thin skin and tender flesh. I can't bear to look at it."

"I'm not tired," An Yuan's chest felt hot, "I'm not a child anymore."

The train stops and goes, people get off at every stop, and people get on at every stop.

In the middle of the night, someone came to the bed opposite the two, Shen Xingchun opened the door, An Yuan also heard the sound, opened his eyes to look, and closed them again because of sleepiness.

A young girl came to the upper bunk, Shen Xingchun opened the door and then lifted the quilt of the lower bunk and lay down.

An Yuan moved, pushed Shen Xingchun lightly, and asked him in a low voice, "Are you going to sleep?"

"I don't want to climb the stairs." Shen Xingchun fell asleep after finishing speaking.

An Yuan didn't want to move and fell asleep too.

When An Yuan woke up the next morning, she always felt that the girl who was sleeping on the upper bunk opposite her was secretly looking at her with curiosity, inquiry, and even a little excitement.

An Yuan always felt embarrassed and didn't dare to look at other people, but Shen Xingchun was much more magnanimous. He dragged An Yuan out and in again, and he didn't shy away from it at all. Although he didn't say very intimate words when chatting, his tone was the same as usual, it was nothing the difference.

After the girl on the opposite side got off the bus, a middle-aged man got up and got off after two stops.

After the opposite side was completely empty, An Yuan felt more at ease. He stood in the middle, stretched his waist, and looked at the scenery outside the window.

The further north you go, the wider the green field outside the window, and you can hear the sound of the wind. The wind comes from afar, blowing the green outside the window all the way to the horizon, and gently brushing the small glass windows of the train.

An Yuan kept looking out of the window during the day, with her palm pressed against the glass, because the person sitting next to her felt more at ease the further north she went...

It was morning when the train arrived at the station, and it was raining in my hometown. Shen Xingchun and An Yuan didn't delay after getting off the train, and directly hailed a taxi at the gate of the train station.

The main road is easier to walk. The road into the village is sticky and wet after rain, and some places with potholes are difficult to drive. It is better to walk directly.

The driver stopped at the intersection, it was not far away anyway, An Yuan and Shen Xingchun got out of the car directly, and walked back with the suitcase.

When approaching the door of the house, An Yuan smelled the scent of roses from a long distance away. There were more roses around the wooden fence at the gate of grandma's house than in previous years.

Thick, layered and quiet pink flowers, the vines climb very high, and the red brick walls are all pink.

And that large circle of pink surrounds the two sides of the gate, with two red lanterns hanging on the top.

An Yuan could tell that the red lanterns were made by his grandfather, the lantern rings were woven from bamboo strips, and the outside was made of bright red paper.

An Yuan pointed to the door, and showed Shen Xingchun, "Brother Chun, there are red lanterns hanging at the door of our house, it's not Chinese New Year, why are we starting to hang red lanterns now?"

"Maybe there is some happy event at home." Shen Xingchun was also a little puzzled.

Except for Chinese New Year, red lanterns will be hung at the door only when there is a happy event at home, but neither of them has heard grandma say that there is any happy event at home.

Because it was just because Shen Qiu thought it was fun, and made trouble with his grandfather to hang it up.

Walking to the door, An Yuan put down the bag in his hand, pulled Shen Xingchun's fingers, and said, "Brother, carry me on your back, I want to play."

An Yuan's height no longer has to be the same as when he was a child, he can touch it with just a tiptoe and a raised hand, but he still wants Shen Xingchun to carry him on his back.

Shen Xingchun said "Okay" and squatted on the ground. An Yuan stood behind him, laying on his back, wrapping his arms around his neck.

Shen Xingchun walked two steps with An Yuan behind his back, stopped at the door, and turned towards the door.

An Yuan put one arm around Shen Xingchun's neck, raised the other hand high, and gently pulled the yellow lantern tassels with her fingers.

When the spike of the lantern moved, the red lantern shook.

An round angle, the top of the red lantern is the high sun, and a layer of warm light comes down.

Ten years ago, it was also noon, and the bleak and cold tree branches in midwinter hung the high and far sun.

Ten years later, it was still noon, and the red lanterns in midsummer were hung with a high and distant sun.

An Yuan loosened his hand holding the lantern fringe, and when he closed his eyes, his eyes were still blurred with warm red.

He hugged Shen Xingchun's neck tightly again with both hands, leaned against his ear, smiled softly, and said in a voice heard by two people: "Brother Chun, you pass the door behind my back, before entering the door, I won't open my eyes ..."

——End of full text——

The story of Brother Chun and Xiao Yuan'er has always been going on in a certain corner, and Xiao Yuan'er's love letter will never end...

Be grateful for all the beautiful waiting, live up to the fleeting years, live up to the encounter...

It's the last chapter