beyond the horizon

This is the No. 13 year that Bayan lived alone in the management station.

This management and protection station is located on the highest mountain nearby. At first, six people were on duty in the management and protection station in turn. Later, due to the bad weather, more and more people could not persist in this arduous work. In the end, only Bayan alone.

The observation work at the management and protection station is extremely boring, but it is inseparable from people every moment.The year before last, Bayan discovered a wildfire on the watchtower. Because the alarm was timely, the fire did not spread, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.Since then, Bayan has been staring at every corner of the forest area every day.In the past 13 years, his eyesight has been trained very well, almost comparable to that of an eagle.

Storms are one of the most common disasters on the grasslands. When the wind is strong, it can even uproot a row of thick red willows.Thunder and lightning are also terrifying. Fireballs hidden among the leaden clouds explode on the ground. If you are unlucky, they will cause serious mountain fires.Bayan, who is over fifty years old, has a typical Mongolian figure and appearance, with high cheekbones and broad shoulders. He stands on the watchtower like a stone statue, with a pair of eagle eyes cautiously patrolling his territory.

Suddenly, he heard a low vibration from the ground.That voice was terrifying, causing people's chest to resonate.The sky is covered with heavy and swollen black clouds, which are almost pressed against the earth, crushing everything on this land.He narrowed his eyes and keenly noticed the subtle changes in the woods not far away.

First, at one point, the trees began to fall slowly, and then, the range of the fall began to spread rapidly down the mountain. More and more trees seemed to be floating in the sea, rolling and colliding extremely quickly, pushing and rushing towards the lower ground.

It was a mudslide. The heavy rain washed away a certain mountain and caused a mudslide.

Bayan became vigilant, but he didn't panic too much. He knew this forest area too well, and no one lived in the place where the mudslide occurred.He walked down the tower to make a phone call to the county director's office.

What really alarmed him was that after he finished making the phone call, he vaguely saw a figure through the rain-washed glass on the first floor.This is too unusual, the location of this guard station is remote, even the locals can hardly find the way here, and it is raining so much outside, how can any normal person choose to go up the mountain in such a ghostly weather?

Could it be that the god living on the mountain appeared?

Bayan's forehead immediately broke out in sweat.Don't blame him for thinking wildly. In the past 13 years, the number of people who have come to the guard station can be counted on one hand.Besides, he has heard from his family since he was a child that there are gods living on every mountain in the grassland. Could it be that the place where the mountain gods lived was what was washed away by the mudslide just now?

Bayan didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately rushed out in the heavy rain. The rain was so fast that it flowed into the human world like a river from the sky, and washed on the face of the person, and he couldn't open his eyes.The two figures staggered towards each other in the rain. Bayan was obviously faster. He noticed that the shadow on the opposite side had a very strange shape. The elbow of his other hand.

"Hello!" Bayan shouted in Mongolian in the rain, "Who are you?"

The figure stood there, and after two or three seconds, it seemed that it could not withstand the force of the rain, and it fell to the ground like a piece of paper.

Hazab bit his fingers uneasily, and stayed quietly in the back row of the off-road vehicle.In this kind of weather, for the sake of safety, the speed of the car can only be slowed down. If it wasn't for Director Li's request, no one would be willing to drive to the grassland in a storm.

The strong wind and rain hit the iron body, and the scenery outside the window was distorted by wet marks. I don't know how long it took, Hazab suddenly felt the body jerk, and the loud impact was followed by harsh metal The sound of rubbing came from the chassis of the car, which made Hazabu's scalp tingle.

The driver stepped on the brake, and Hazab was thrown onto the back of the passenger seat.Obviously, the off-road vehicle hit something, most likely a rock.In such heavy rain, even if the wipers are working non-stop, it is difficult to notice the situation five meters away.

Sure enough, a large piece of sharp rock was padded under the car, which almost pushed the off-road vehicle to one side and tilted it.The off-road vehicle is in a dilemma, and what is worse than the situation of the car is the mood of the two people in the car.After all, driving in a storm is too dangerous. This time, I hit a rock and scratched the chassis. If I can’t guarantee it, the next time I will turn over with people and cars.

The driver looked at Hazab. Hazab couldn't ask for more, but just nodded, expressing a compromise, and he would obey all the arrangements of the other party.

Director Li specially found the driver. He is a local herdsman who is very familiar with the surrounding road conditions. He has lived on this grassland for half his life, and he can clearly remember the location of every tree.He wiped the rainwater off his face, squinted his eyes and looked around, and pointed to a mountain not far away, "Young man, there is a guard station on that mountain, let's go there to take shelter from the rain, and when the sky clears, Continue on your way."

Hazab looked in the direction the driver pointed, and he saw a watchtower on the top of the mountain.

"Okay." Hazab said, and Yu Si got into the car along the wide open door. He stroked back his short, wet hair with one hand, revealing an extremely determined face.When he was young, his elder brother took care of him, and later God sent a Teacher Luo to protect his two brothers. Now, it's time for him to do something.

Thinking of this, he calmed down like never before.He can rest first and avoid this devastating storm, and then he will go to Teacher Luo and Waodele.

After this heavy rain, nothing can break him.

The driver restarted the ignition and drove forward. The screeching sound continued for a few seconds, and then the jeep shook slightly, and the four tires were firmly pressed into the wet mud again.

They headed for the guard station.

Bayan warmed the milk wine with a small fire, and looked back at the unconscious person on the bed.

Now he knew that it was not a fairy, but a man of flesh and blood.His left shoulder was dislocated and his left forearm was badly bruised, the edges white from the rain.When this person first moved in, his body was covered in mud and sand. Bayan guessed that he was probably affected by a mudslide, but his life was very serious. Maybe he was hit by a rolling stone, or just fell down the hillside while evading. The last tree happened to stop him, causing him to dislocate his arm and scrape his skin.

If Bayan's guess is correct, then this is already an extremely low possibility, no different from a miracle.He must have done a lot of good deeds, Bayan muttered in his heart, Changshengtian blesses kind people.

But even if this person is not a god, he is still a strange person.

He has an unimpressive appearance, without prominent cheekbones and a strong physique, but his appearance is very conspicuous.He was lying on the camp bed, which Bayan had prepared for the guests many years ago, but today was the first time it was officially used.He covered the guest with a piece of roe skin, probably because the weight of the roe skin blanket made his dislocated left arm uncomfortable. Even in his sleep, the guest frowned.

Bayan had to wake him up, the pain wouldn't stop if the dislocated arm wasn't put back in time.The Mongolian man poured out a bowl of milk wine, shook it lightly, and milky white ripples bloomed in the porcelain bowl.He held the bowl in one hand, and with the other he rested on the bare shoulder of his guest—his original clothes were stiff with mud.I couldn't keep a single thing—the skin under my palm started to feel hot, almost as hot as milk wine, and the guest had a fever, which was not a good sign.

"Guest, drink it, the wine will make you feel better." Bayan said, handing the milk wine to his right hand.Years of living alone turned Bayan into half a doctor. The guest opened his eyes reluctantly, almost unconsciously. He took the bowl, but he couldn't make a "drinking" movement at all.

Bayan sighed.He stood up, pressed the guest's collarbone with one hand, clamped the guest's elbow with the other hand, turned slightly, and then exerted force suddenly.

The milk wine was knocked to the ground, and the porcelain bowl was broken.Before the guest could cry out, he passed out again.

Pain, pain all over my body.

In the dance classroom, Luo Yunxi was shaking from the pain, his legs were stretched apart, and his entire upper body was stuck to the ground.But it was not enough, the classmate stepped on his thighs on both sides, and the pressure brought by his weight tore the ligaments to a greater extent.His fingers clasped the ground, and he saw his sweat-drenched face in the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

It hurt so much, he had opened his crotch so many times, but how could it be so painful this time, the pain made him so scared.Luo Yunxi gritted his teeth tightly, but they were still shaking together, he didn't even dare to breathe hard, tears and cold sweat drenched his cheeks.He was really afraid that he would die here like this. For the first time in his life, he didn't want to dance.

He doesn't want to dance anymore, he wants to go back, go home.

It wasn't a relative's guest bedroom, nor was it a school dormitory with bunk beds.He has a family, and his home is a simple felt tent, so simple that it can be pulled away with a Lele cart.A small pot of calf soup was simmering on the fire, and the milk was overflowing. If he didn't go back, the soup would be cold.

Hazab is still waiting for him at home.

Luo Yunxi opened his eyes with difficulty.He first heard the sound of rapid and dense rain, the wind flapped the windows, and the friction between glass and metal made a terrifying sound.A stone was blown up by the wind and hit the glass, Luo Yunxi's whole body trembled, panicked and vigilant.This was a completely unfamiliar place, he didn't know where he was, and a little fear inevitably arose in his heart.He tried to move his dislocated arm and it was spliced, but the aftermath of the pain was still there, and at the same time he realized that he was having a high fever and his eyelids were hot.

He turned his head and looked at the white wall opposite.There were some old newspapers and certificates of awards pasted on it, and one of them was written quite clearly, and it could be seen that it said "gift to the head of the Red Willow Management and Protection Station". , It turns out that this is a management and protection station.Because of the heavy rain, he couldn't guess what time it was, but he thought of Hazab in his heart.

what to do?Will Hazab be in a hurry when he is alone at home?He hoped that Hazab would never come out to find himself in this weather, never.The pain and the high fever combined to torment him, Luo Yunxi tried to turn over, the roe fur rubbed against his skin, and he realized that he was naked.Sometimes clothes not only keep warm, but also bring a sense of security, both of which he does not have now.He unconsciously shrunk deeper into the animal skin.

When Bayan came in, he happened to meet Luo Yunxi's eyes.Bayan didn't communicate with him much, because he was thinking, today is really a strange day, there have been no mudslides in the mountains for many years, and there have been no visitors to the control station for many years, but today is an exception-except for him The strange guest picked up, just now two more guests arrived at the guarding station.

The two guests spoke authentic Mongolian and explained their origins to Bayan.They wanted to rush back to the grassland, but something happened to the car, and they wanted to take shelter from the rain here, and leave when the rain lightened.Bayan expressed his understanding, let them sit outside first, and went into the house to boil water by himself. Unexpectedly, the guests in the house also woke up.

"Clothes..." Luo Yunxi said, his voice was unbelievably hoarse, and when he turned his head a little, he felt dizzy.

Bayan obviously didn't hear clearly, and asked, "What?"

Luo Yunxi had no choice but to change into Mongolian, which he was not familiar with, and said again, "My clothes."

"They're dirty." Bayan simply replied, obviously not intending to find another set for him.Luo Yunxi was about to change another way to communicate again, when he suddenly heard a sound from outside the door, followed by messy footsteps, and then he saw Hazab appearing at the door.

Luo Yunxi couldn't react at all.

At first he thought it was the high fever that dazzled him, but there was no way he could have mistaken Hazab—it was unmistakable, it must be him.He seemed to be even more shocked than Luo Yunxi, and the two of them remained in a stalemate for a long time without anyone making a sound or making any moves.Surprised, puzzled, delighted.Both of them are looking at each other, trying to piece together what the other has experienced from the clues on the other.

In the end, it was Hazab's eyes that slowly turned red first.

"Teacher Luo?" he said.

Luo Yunxi felt that all his luck in his life was spent at this moment.He couldn't describe what it was like, because he had never had such a strong sense of belonging.Like a person who has been wandering alone on the sea for many years, finally found a piece of land that belongs to him.Yes, it belongs to him.He is used to the smell of grass on Hazab's skirts, he is used to Hazab following him silently and obediently. From early morning to sunset, he seldom has a single moment. I don't know how much I rely on this habit.

Luo Yunxi opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, because Hazab rushed over in the next second and hugged him tightly.The difference in their figures was too large, Hazabu bowed his waist, completely covering Luo Yunxi in his arms.

The roe skin slid off his shoulders, Hazabu was panting heavily, his chest heaved against him violently, and his face was buried in Luo Yunxi's neck—he must have been terrified, yes, he was so embarrassed, anyone who saw him would I was startled - my breath was even hotter than my own body temperature, it brushed against his collarbone, very itchy.

At the same time, the arm that was just connected was also very painful from the hoop.In this slow dull pain, Luo Yunxi felt a trace of reassuring truth.He reluctantly raised his right hand and patted Hazab's head lightly, as if he was training a disobedient puppy.

"It's okay, it's okay. Let me go, I'm in so much pain." He said softly, but shivering involuntarily, he slipped deeper into that warm embrace.

The chatter in his ears was intermittent, all in languages ​​he could not understand, Luo Yunxi was in a daze, and he didn't know when he fell asleep again.Once Hazabu helped him up to take medicine. The tablet melted on the coating of his tongue. It was very bitter. It should be paracetamol.After taking the medicine, he sweated and shivered one after another. Someone hugged him with the roe skin in his arms, and turned him into a leaning position. The warm body temperature was transmitted to him, which made him feel better- some.

When Luo Yunxi's fever subsided and he woke up in a cold sweat, it was already completely dark.The sound of the rain was obviously much quieter, and the room was also pitch black, except for a candle lit on the wooden table at the other end, which diffused a small group of warm yellow lights.This kind of light is not enough to see the furnishings clearly, but it is enough for the two people who are close at hand to see each other clearly.

Luo Yunxi leaned against Hazabu's arms and pillowed on his shoulder, while Hazabu was half-sitting and leaning against the wall, with one hand resting loosely on Luo Yunxi's lower abdomen.This posture is probably too intimate in normal times, but too many things have happened in a series, both of them are exhausted, and no one wants to move.At least this way, they can keep each other warm until the storm is over.

"I'm sorry." Luo Yunxi said softly in a hoarse voice, "Wardle him—"

"I know." Hazab shook his head, "I know, he is gone. He is my brother, and I know him best. Although I don't know when he will come back, he will be fine."

Luo Yunxi looked back at him in this posture.

They were so close, breathing and breathing merged, the tips of their noses almost touching the tips of their noses.Hazab's eyelashes cast a long shadow in the soft twilight, and he looked at Luo Yunxi, his pupils filled with amber syrup.

The whole world is only the sound of rain and flickering candles, Luo Yunxi can't look away, he is caught in Hazabu's eyes.Hazabu's long and dense eyelashes trembled, and he lowered his gaze to stare at Luo Yunxi's slightly parted lips.At this moment, everything is instinct, and all the reasons that can be found are useless.Luo Yunxi instinctively wanted to back away, and Hazabu instinctively pressed the corner of Luo Yunxi's lips with his thumb.

The breath is so hot, and everything in the world is lingering.Hazab kissed his teacher Luo.This was a real kiss, from the lips to the tip of the tongue, the fragile mucous membrane was licked so wet, Luo Yunxi whimpered like a young animal in his throat.Hazabu stretched his palms back. His hands were so big that they could almost hold half of Luo Yunxi's face. With a little force, he pulled him closer to him.

Hazab's heart was beating violently, the sun was burning in his chest, and the blood was rushing into the Milky Way.

There was a subtle sound of water intertwined between lips and tongue, Luo Yunxi couldn't think at all.If he left this kiss, he would wither immediately and return to the sea to wander alone.He had just escaped a near-death experience, and now he realized that the uneasiness of wandering without a place had always been there, and they had never been defeated with age.The emotions that he had been sealing up by building high walls for a long time completely burst tonight, washing him down and breaking him into pieces.He does not want to return to the sea, he wants to stay in the grassland.

This piece of land is now also melted with his blood, his tears, and made him give birth to a beating heart.

Hazab used his other hand to peel him out of the tightly wrapped animal skin. The animal hair was rough and had a hot smell. His teacher Luo was also infected with the temperature of the animal and breathed the breath of the animal. , the bare shoulders are white and taste salty with a little sweat.

His breathing became heavy, his hand slipped down to Luo Yunxi's spine, a small bulge pressed against his palm.He tried to pick up Teacher Luo and put him down on the roe skin. He didn't know if it was right to do so, but he wanted to do it.He used his body to press down on Luo Yunxi, which should have been easy, Luo Yunxi was too weak, their strength and size were not enough to compete, as long as Hazabu wanted, he could do anything.

But Luo Yunxi suddenly stopped.He stepped back a little, his lips were wet, his eyes were confused, and his whole body softened into a moist cloud in Hazab's arms.He didn't speak, just lowered his head and hugged Hazab's neck, and turned into the child who didn't grow up, curled up in his arms.

He is not ready.He was still a little scared.Hazab understood him.

Hazabu stopped without hesitation, picked up the roe skin again, and covered Luo Yunxi's naked back.

"Teacher, are you mine?" Hazabu asked softly in his ear, but Luo Yunxi just hugged his neck tightly without answering.

So Hazab said again, "Teacher, you are mine.