[Rebirth] One more blizzard and two worlds

In March, it was cold with light rain.

Yu Xiao fell ill.

He went to look under the mountain where the landslide accident occurred in the north of P City, on a dreary and rainy day.He was wearing a raincoat and walking in the mud with his rain boots. He didn't know what he was looking for. He walked along the railway for a long time, and when it was completely dark, he didn't seem to have any plans to leave.

I kept looking, but couldn't find anything.

In those days, he had a dream repeatedly, dreaming that he was squatting under the mountain in thunderstorm weather, surrounded by collapsed rocks and high mounds of earth.

His hands were like machines, constantly digging a small dirt hill, until the fingernails were turned upside down, his hands were bloody, the skin was cracked, until the muscles and bones were exposed, and he was still digging.

Repeating an action continuously in the dream, nothing was dug out the first time, nothing was dug out the second time, the third time, the fourth time...

Then he finally dreamed that he dug out a lock of dark brown hair, but unfortunately that was the last time he had this dream.

After that, he didn't have a dream for a long time.

"Let's go home."

At this time, he was standing beside the empty railway, muttering.The voice was very calm.

"We... go home." The tone was gentle and broken.

"Stop the cloud."

He finally squatted down on the muddy road, covered his cheeks with his hands, and sobbed intermittently.

"I'll take you home."

The sobbing sound was not loud, but almost shrill.

His lover met an accident in a foreign country, Blizzard blocked his way forward, and his destination became blurred.

He wants to take him home, and leave him alone in such a strange and remote place, he will be afraid every night, afraid that this person who is always on top of his heart can only wander here alone, not knowing where his soul is.

Gu Tingyun's things were always placed in their original positions.Books and drama discs are still arranged on his bookshelves by category, with books occupying four compartments and discs occupying one compartment.

The painting of ink plums is still hanging impartially on his bedside, "Wearing the plum blossoms and the morning breeze", the handwriting is still clear, it is the handwriting of an old friend of his.

Everything is the same, the only difference is that Yu Xiao's photography theory books and camera are placed on his desk.

Yu Xiao now sleeps on Gu Tingyun's single bed every night. After washing and drying the sheets and pillowcases that he slept on before his death, and then covering them again, there is still his smell, faint and reassuring.

Gu Tingyun's belongings were packed by his mother with a moving company.Clothes, books, and daily necessities are piled up in the living room, and then packed into boxes, leaving nothing behind.Box by box, all were moved downstairs and loaded on top of the truck compartment, and finally all were sent to the dump to be piled up.

Yu Xiao didn't stop him, didn't say a word, just leaned against Gu Tingyun's door to watch the porters stuff Gu Tingyun's belongings into cardboard boxes one by one, and watch Gu Tingyun's mother pick up a piece of clothing , stared in a daze, then put it down again, and went to pick up a piece of clothing that Gu Tingyun had worn before his death.

"I don't know how to live anymore. I really don't."

Before Gu Tingyun's mother went out, she turned her head and said this sentence to Yu Xiao.Her eye sockets were red, her eye bags were swollen, and her thin face was full of haggardness.

Yu Xiao stood at the door and watched her staggeringly go downstairs, then said in a low voice, "Me too."

After that, Yu Xiao fell ill. He had a low fever during the day and a high fever at night. His tonsils were inflamed and his limbs were sore. These were common symptoms of fever, but medicine, injections, and hanging water did not help.

He returned to the original TV station and worked with a group of new faces. He lived in a muddle every day, couldn't listen to the words and couldn't remember things, and his work efficiency was getting lower and lower.

He was finally fired and concentrated on recuperating at home.

"Ah boring." Zhou Yu changed a towel for him and sat in front of his bed, and said softly, "I went to see a...feng shui master introduced by my mother, and told him about your situation .He asked me to tell you that there might be something bad in your house."

He paused, and then added: "If you hear a familiar voice talking to you when you are sleeping at night, don't answer. Especially when you hear someone calling your name, please don't answer."

Yu Xiao closed his eyes, his chest rose and fell with his breath, and he didn't know if he heard it or not.

"Also, if conditions permit, move out of here as soon as possible. I have a guest room for you to live in. If you want, I will help you with your luggage now..."

"No, no need." Yu Xiao opened his eyes slightly, staring blankly at the ceiling, "Thank you, chatterbox."

Zhou Yu sighed: "Regret?"

"Which stop."

"Want to accompany him?"

Yu Xiao smiled calmly: "I can't ask for it."

He had not heard his name called during the night, not once.

Zhou Yu took time to visit him every day, poured water for him, cut up fruits, and talked to him, although he hardly spoke.

That day, Yu Xiao told Zhou Yu the longest sentence he had said these days.

"Talk, ask that master, are the 'bad things' in the house he said are still there?"

"Yes." Zhou Yu frowned, "Master said, if you stay here for a day, 'it' will stay here for a day."

"Is it really there?" Like a child repeatedly asking his parents if he will really take him to the amusement park tomorrow.

Zhou Yu originally thought that he had finally persuaded his friend to move out of this house, but when he saw the expectant look in his eyes, his heart was ashamed.

"Really, Master does not lie."

"That's good." Yu Xiao said in a hoarse voice with the corners of his mouth curved upwards, "It's good that it's still there."

After he finished speaking, he coughed for a long time, and the veins on his forehead were covered with coughing, and his face was flushed with coughing, but his chapped lips were still bloodless.

"Yes, yes." Zhou Yu completely admitted, "Don't worry."

Yu Xiao just kept guarding the house that he and Gu Tingyun once shared, and never left for a day.

One evening, he looked at the alley outside the community and laughed foolishly.

Up to now, all the sorrows should be borne by him alone.

After all, his lover can no longer wait quietly at the brightly lit alley when he returns home in the evening.

In July, clouds and rain accumulate.

The disease did not improve until the summer, but became more and more serious.

Normal body temperature, normal weight, normal complexion, and normal appetite——Yu Xiao's cold has long since healed completely, but this disease is not that disease.His illness cannot be felt by the body, nor can outsiders see it.

Zhou Yu asked him to take good care of himself, otherwise he would bring someone to tear down the bed and smash the house, threatening people like a puff of anger.

Yu Xiao wouldn't take it seriously.He knew that even if Zhou Yu had torn down his own bed, it would be impossible to tear down his - Gu Tingyun's bed.

But he didn't want to see Zhou Yu sad, so he found a new job, went to bed early and woke up early to eat on time, and never missed three meals a day. As time passed, he seemed to be completely refreshed.

He cooks two breakfasts every day, soaks two cups of honey, writes down the dishes he eats in detail when eating lunch, sends text messages to the same number, and always looks up at his house when he walks into the alley after work. Is the light in the living room on, thinking that maybe someone is waiting for him at home.

Every night he rolls a quilt and lies on the living room floor.Anyway, it's hot, and even then it won't catch a cold.

I can't hear anything when I lie in the room, so I lie in the living room, maybe one day I can hear the sound of pouring water from the kitchen.The person who poured the water would definitely bring the cup of lukewarm water to his room, and after feeding him the medicine, he would lie down on the double bed again.

And yet, no, nothing but day-to-day disappointment.

His illness was not cured.He is terminally ill, beyond recovery.

That afternoon, Yu Xiao sat under the window reading a book and fell asleep in a daze.

Back to spring again, in the pear orchard in Dongshan.

All the way up the mountain road, you can see flowers and trees all over the mountains and plains along the way.Pink stamens, green leaves and white petals are really beautiful.

"The flowers bloomed too early this year." Gu Tingyun touched the soft petals with his fingertips, turned his head and smiled regretfully at Yu Xiao, "Ah Xiao, look."

The corners of the mouth drooping due to frustration pulled out a smile, pale as a pear blossom that had been cut off.

Yu Xiao just stood a few steps away from him, watching him silently, seeing his peaceful and somewhat sad side face, seeing his brows slightly frowned because of the flowers withering, seeing his still moist eyes, Inexplicably, I was in a trance for a while, I don't know if I was waking up or dreaming.

A layer of white snow fell on the mountain road, and the flowers and rain fell one after another, covering the whole body with a brush.

Yu Xiao approached, stood still in front of Gu Tingyun, and raised his hand to brush the pear blossoms from his hair.The latter finally showed his face, affectionately called his name again, and then kissed his eyelids.Gently soft, like a dragonfly on water.

Yu Xiao stretched out his arms and wrapped Gu Tingyun into his arms, leaning his head on his shoulder.

"Tingyun, I miss you very much." The voice choked up.

"Me too." Gu Tingyun hugged Yu Xiao back and rubbed his hair, "I'm here, and I miss you very much."

"I'm sorry." Yu Xiao whispered in his ear.

"I don't blame you. I forgive you." Gu Tingyun said softly.

"Come home with me?"

This time, Gu Tingyun didn't respond, but slowly let go of Yu Xiao's arm, then turned around and left, his figure was as thin as a leaf in the mountain, he walked unsteadily, fluttering, and was far away in an instant. On the other side of the mountain road, it disappeared without a trace any further.

The gathering is too short, so we travel far away suddenly.

The wind came and went, rattling the shutters.The weather is getting cooler, and sitting under the window at dusk, I already feel a slight chill on my body.

Yu Xiao raised his hand and wiped it on his face indiscriminately, the salty tears seeped into the gap between his fingers, and splashed a circle of dark water on the page of the book.

There was a green wave outside the house, like an echoing evening prayer.

After all, I have to wake up and realize that everything was just a good dream.

-Finish-

The author has something to say:

A few girls want to see Ah Xiao’s life after Ting Yun’s death :P I’m finally going to mess with it...Happy Valentine’s Day, girls (serious face

Thank you very much for your willingness to read this article, which is far from perfect in all aspects, and thank you girls for your support and tolerance for the scumbag author, you are so warm.The scumbag author will continue to work hard, will continue to dig holes and fill them honestly, and will never cheat >///

Recently, I am saving manuscripts for code new articles. I will open articles in March and April, and update them daily. If you don’t mind, please come and play at that time:P