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"It's 07:30 and still not up?"

Mo Mo was in a deep sleep when someone pushed her and opened her eyes in a start. The time on her phone was exactly [-]:[-].He sat up and shook his head. He dreamed of Zhou Qing and Chen Chaoran. The three of them became physical education teachers in a primary school. He is arguing with the parents of the students.

Dreams are so unconstrained, Zhou Qing and Chen Chaoran don't know each other in reality, but they are brothers in the dream.

"Get up soon, didn't you say that a friend is coming to pick you up?"

Seeing Mo Mo sitting on the bedside and about to fall asleep again, Mo's mother yelled again, and Mo Mo immediately ran to the bathroom to brush her teeth, wash her face and change her clothes.

Mo's mother had already prepared egg pancakes and white rice porridge. Mo Mo ate two bites casually. Seeing that Mo's mother was carrying the bag, she asked, "Do you want me to take it to you?"

Mom Mo ate breakfast slowly, "No, I'll walk over. Are you coming back for dinner tonight?"

Mo Mo was already changing shoes at the door, and responded with a smile: "Come back, you've already made roasted pig's trotters, it's a big loss if you don't come back. Then I'm leaving, goodbye."

Mom Mo smiled and waved to him, "Yes."

"Mo Mo, Mo Mo?"

Mo Mo opened his eyes "again", and Zhou Qing was in front of him.Turning his eyes around, this is Zhou Qing's guest room, and Zhou Qing is still wearing pajamas.

Zhou Qing touched his forehead, "Are you a pig, you can really sleep, from last night after dinner to now."

What time is it now?Mo Mo got out of bed, opened the curtains, the sun was shining outside the window, but he didn't feel hot, and the wind was blowing on his face, bringing a bit of coolness. He came back before the Mid-Autumn Festival this year.

Zhou Qing said: "Get up and have breakfast. By the way, your phone has turned on a few times. It seems that there is a call."

Mo Mo nodded, and glanced at the incoming call on his mobile phone. Thinking it was not an urgent matter, he replied with a few words.

"Morning, Miss Lei Lei."

"Morning, let's have breakfast."

Lei Lei was wearing sportswear, and she just came back early after shopping, and the three of them sat together.In front of each person is a bowl of rice porridge with pickles, an egg pancake, and some fried dumplings with soy milk.The other two had already started eating, but Mo Mo looked at the porridge and cakes in front of him, holding his chopsticks, feeling a little absent-minded.

Zhou Qing asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Mo pursed her lips and concealed it: "It's nothing, I haven't eaten these for a long time."

I guess it's been about four years.

Not long after Luo Yin left, he also left that house.

Before leaving, he bought a big and sturdy black suitcase, and brought the clothes he often wears with him.After packing everything up, I bid farewell to Zhou Qing and Lei Lei.

He didn't take the key of Luo Yin's house, he couriered the key to Luo Yin's company.He took the money and suitcase given by Luo Yin and set foot on the distant place he had longed for.

He went to many places, stop and go.Come as a passer-by, live like a local until you get bored and start again.Every city is completely different and the same.Every place has its own unique cultural landscape, but the people who live here just want to live a better life.

The last stop of the long journey is in Tibet.Not because of the pilgrimage to Tibet, detached from things, but because Tibet is far enough away.

The train passed through Zhengzhou, Xi'an, Xining West, Golmud, Nagqu, and finally arrived in Lhasa. It took three days.The closer to Tibet, the more endless and vast the sky and the earth outside the window.Passing through the Hoh Xil no-man's land, antelopes, yaks, wild donkeys, and sheep occasionally appear on the white wasteland.When they saw the antelope, the people in the car said that it was a Tibetan antelope. They glanced at it from a distance, but they didn't know if it was a real Tibetan antelope.

Arrive at the station at 07:30 in the evening, the dawn of Lhasa is like day, the sunshine in Lhasa is long, and the sky is dimmed at 09:30.Mo Mo sat by the window of the hotel and watched the sky for two hours. The white clouds there were made of cotton candy. If you could grab a small piece and taste it, it would definitely be sweet.

He spent a relatively long period of time in Tibet.Until the whole person is tanned into a red copper color, authentic plateau red.Zhou Qing and Lei Lei picked up the plane, Mo Mo deliberately passed by them, neither of them noticed.

After walking through the beautiful rivers and mountains and experiencing all kinds of things in the world, I realized that the original attachment to love is nothing compared to the sand on the seashore and the leaves in the forest, which is not worth mentioning.As far as human beings are concerned, heaven and earth breed all things, including oceans and rivers, and beyond this heaven and earth, there are also galaxies and the universe.Among the three thousand dust particles, I would rather love or hate.

Not only his appearance, but Mo Mo's temperament and demeanor also seemed to be reborn.He stood there, straight and upright, like a green pine.

After several years in a hurry, Zhou Qing and Lei Lei looked at Mo Mo with a lot of thoughts, and finally the three of them simply hugged each other without saying anything.

Although the amount of money was not small, in the past few years, Mo Mo saved as much as he could, and kept everything simple. He didn't take out the financial management part to continue to make money, but he didn't spend much.He sent money to his mother on a regular basis every month, and when he left a place, he would send some local specialties and a postcard he had taken, saying: All is well.

In the past few years, he came back once without telling everyone.Nothing has changed, the stray dog ​​downstairs in the community gave birth to puppies, the work-students at the milk tea shop have changed again, and the front desk has changed to a cheerful boy.

While eating breakfast comfortably, the three of them chatted, mostly Mo Mo sharing what he had seen and heard, which made the two of them fascinated.

Zhou Qing said: "Seeing you like this, I'm a little envious."

For Mo Mo, Zhou Qing is "other people's child".The two are cousins, and they are similar in age. They are often compared when they are young, and the same is true when they grow up.

Lei Lei asked, "What's your plan next, do you want to go?"

Mo Mo's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "I'm not leaving. Remember what I told you, Xiao Liang I met on the train? He has a friend who opened a shop here, and we are going to help them."

Zhou Qingdao: "Then you don't have any plans?"

Lei Lei gave him an elbow, signaling Mo Mo to continue.

Mo Mo and Xiao Liang met on the train, one on the upper berth and the other on the lower berth, they met by chance.Later, the two met a grievance and punished a salty pig on the train, and then they got to know each other and hit it off at first sight.It was also a coincidence that Xiao Liang's destination was in the same place as Mo Mo.

Xiao Liang wanted to find one of his seniors. This senior was a good-looking talent with a bright future, but he was deaf due to illness and fell into a slump. Later, he got to know a kind and gentle volunteer and regained his strength.From himself to others, this brother opened a small shop, most of the employees are disabled, hoping to help more people.

When Zhou Qing was still struggling with Mo Mo making a wedding dress for someone else, Lei Lei asked further: "You and that Xiao Liang?"

After Mo Mo came out to them and confessed their sexuality, it took them some time to accept it.It's not that there is any discrimination against homosexuals. When others come out and parade, they praise their bravery, but this really happened to their relatives.

But Mo Mo never said who that person was.But now that the clouds and smoke have passed, it is best to have a new start.

Mo Mo smiled, neither denying it nor admitting it, just letting things happen.

"Xiao Liang will pick me up later, if you want to see it, I'll introduce you."

He and Xiao Liang hit it off because of the same orientation.

When the appointed time came, Xiao Liang came by car. Zhou Qing and Leilei were afraid of scaring their future "brother-in-law/siblings", so they only regarded him as Mo Mo's ordinary friend and greeted him when they met.In a hurry, he only observed his appearance and conversation. He was an outgoing and handsome young man. Standing aside, Mo Mo was actually calmer than the three of them.

Looking at Mo Mo now, under the sun, his brows are stretched, his eyes are stretched, his determination is moderate, he is half smiling, calm and composed, and his words and expressions still retain the purity of youth.

Mo Mo waved goodbye to Zhou Qingleilei, and not long after getting in the car and leaving, Zhou Qing was the first to speak in the small group of three: This young man can get along with each other.

Lei Lei asked more directly: Are you 1 or 0?

Mo Mo kept his face, Xiao Liang was half a head taller than him, but a little thinner than him, Xiao Liang once admitted that he did more than 0, but in the past they had no one to rely on. Doing 1 is not a big problem.

Zhou Qing replied immediately: That must be 1.

Xiao Liang turned his head, "What do you see me doing?"

Mo Mo smiled.

Zhou Qing's mother-in-law said in the group: "I've been wandering outside for so long, if you have good people, let's settle down while the iron is hot. In the past few years, my aunt has not said anything, but her attitude has softened. She accepts all the postcards you send. In the iron box, take it out to see if there is anything to do. The old ones don’t go away, and the new ones don’t come in... Maybe you’re still thinking about that person?”

Lei Lei also asked with concern, "Can't you tell us who that person is now?"

Mo Mo thought for a while, it seemed that they didn't lean on Luo Yin at all, and replied: It's all in the past tense.

Zhou Qing sent an emoji of raising his hands in surrender, "Okay, we respect your choice. But you'd better never let me know who it is, otherwise I want him to look good."

Mo Mo replied cutely, and Zhou Qing followed it with two words: Shit.

The author has something to say: Here we come!

I wrote here to find Zhou Qinghao, an old hen, if I find out that person is Da Luo...

The hen catches the eagle, let's start!