There are certainly many churches in London.
When the snow had almost stopped, Yu Sheng was taken out by Jin Linkun and took a walk along the Thames. The always pervasive damp mist was briefly pressed down, and the afternoon sun shone on the fresh snow, and the warmth was a little sleepy.
The church is on the lower Thames. Inconspicuous, covered by cedar and birch, revealing a white spire. A flock of gray homing pigeons also fell on the snow.
"Feed less, it is said that these pigeons are losing weight." Jin Linkun asked for a small handful of grains and poured it into Yu Sheng's palm: "But I have fed them a few times, and they are actually-"
Before the rest of the words were said, two chubby spherical pigeons had already rushed over, pushed him away unceremoniously, and placed them on Yu Sheng's arms. Jin Linkun: "...I don't eat much."
This is always the case in college. It was in stark inverse proportion to the degree of awe his classmates had for the two of them. Even though he seemed very kind, the stray cats would always circle around him, stabbing their heads at Yusheng's feet and touching porcelain small dried fish. He is very wary of others, but when he encounters Yu Sheng, he can even be rubbed the soft hair on his stomach without dignity.
Jin Linkun has always been unable to understand this matter, but Mr. Jin thought it was quite normal: "Aren't you almost like this at the time?" Jin Linkun: "..."
Although his reaction is a bit slower than his wife's, Mr. Jin always has some extraordinary intuition, and often points out the key to the problem.
For example, why did Jin Linkun go to Yu Sheng before the exam. It's not because Yu Sheng once helped him in the Internet cafe, not only did he fight, but he also didn't blame him for spraying beer all over himself. At least not entirely.
There is an inexplicable trait in Yu Sheng, I don't know why, and I don't know what is different from others, but it just makes people feel that they can give full trust. Even if he didn't say anything, he was just there. Even if the boy is never willing to show weakness, he is indifferent when he sees everyone, and he always has a particularly sharp and cold edge on his body.
There are not many places to forage after the snow, and the pigeons are passed down one by one, one by one.
Yu Sheng squatted on the edge of the steps, the grain in his palm was robbed in a short time, and he put down his arms and looked back at him. Jin Linkun felt that there should be principles for this kind of thing: "No, they have to lose weight."
"I'm watching, I won't give you what I've eaten." Yu Sheng raised his head, "Just a handful." "..." Jin Linkun insisted on the principle: "No more." Yu Sheng: "Brother." Jin Linkun: "..."
Children should really be able to tell which one ate and which one didn't. Jin Linkun insisted on the principle of three seconds, but turned back and asked for another handful of grains, which he poured into his palm.
With a little smile in Yu Sheng's eyes, he took the grain and gave the rest of the pigeons a meal. He seemed attentive in everything he did, squatting on the steps, one hand still dutifully blocking the pigeons who had come to eat once. Eyelashes drooped down, covering his dark eyes, and the whole person was extraordinarily quiet.
Jin Linkun leaned against the birch tree beside him and his eyes fell on Sheng. Sunlight is divided into fine shadows by branches and leaves. The flock of pigeons fluttered their wings, and occasionally one or two got full and flew high, and the pigeon whistle sounded clear and clear.
After the two were together, Yu Sheng had gradually changed a lot. But the quiet and tenderness hidden in the deepest and most vivid way that can be clearly felt from the first side has never changed.
Yu Sheng just fed a handful of grains in his hand, patted the chaff pieces in his palm, and propped himself down the steps to get up. Only when he was stable, he was suddenly pulled over by Jin Linkun. He thought that he was covered in snow, so Yu Sheng followed his strength, and before he could ask, the corner of his mouth was touched twice by a cool touch.
Yu Sheng raised his hand to block him subconsciously: "In the church, don't make trouble." Jin Linkun folded his arms and circled the person in a circle: "Why can't the church?" Yu Sheng did not have much research on foreign religions and was asked by him. After saying a word, I also felt as if I did not recall that there was such a rule: "The church allows kissing?"
"... Let." Jin Linkun raised his eyebrows, nodded with a chuckle, rubbed his head twice, and helped her boyfriend fill in the rare cognitive blind spot: "Also let's get married."
After being woken up by her boyfriend, Yu Sheng didn't come back from her half-cooked state after a long time.
When children are familiar, they are not easy to mess with, especially they can't rub their heads and touch their ears. If they insist on asking why their faces are red, they are very likely to be beaten very simply. Jin Linkun wisely did not challenge his own personal safety. He took his boyfriend's hand and walked around outside, which meant that the temperature on Sheng's face had almost dropped, and then he led the person into the church.
There is a pipe organ in the church. It is quite old, but it has been refurbished and repaired, and the sound is still very good. When it is not open to the public and there are no tourists, professional players are also allowed to rent and practice.
Some instruments feel their most intuitive grandeur only when approached. The sound pipe is embedded in the thick wall, and the head can hardly be seen when raised up. The sun shines through the painted panes, and the colored light interweaves into the thick metallic luster of the sound tube. It seems that even the time it carries can pass through the wall and blow out.
It was not the first time for Jin Linkun to come here, and after having a few words with the person in charge of the church, he pulled Yu Sheng and sat on the small wooden bench under the bandstand.
Compared with the splendid main body of the sound pipe, the bandstand of the pipe organ is actually not that big. Probably because he has been practicing the organ for too long, Jin Linkun has a sense of sanctity that cannot be ignored in everything he plays. Yu Sheng listened to him playing wild bees with dazzling skills, and almost felt that this group of wasps might be hovering in the Garden of Eden.
With the church and the organ, it was finally just right.
Jin Linkun picked a very familiar tune. The splendid and warm tune was driven by the airflow and passed through the huge sound tube, almost resonating in the entire church. "Amazing Grace", amazing grace. In the cultural context corresponding to this spiritual song, it will be used in various places, weddings and funerals, expeditions and return, to express repentance, gratitude or redemption. But even if the language barrier and beliefs are different, it still cannot hinder the shock that music can bring.
Yu Sheng raised his eyes amid the majestic music. The design of the bandstand is extraordinarily ingenious. The rays of the setting sun pass through the panes on the top of the tower, and the brilliant golden color just falls down, making people's eyes feel hot.
The bellows works, pumping air into the guitar case and drumming into the old metal pipes. Jin Linkun pressed the last musical note, met Yu Sheng's gaze, made a mouth shape at him, and raised the corners of his lips.
―I once as found.―as blind but no I see.
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Mr. Jin and Ms. Li had a slight difference in the color of the suit.
Ms. Li prefers white, but Mr. Jin thinks that dark red is actually very good-looking. The green ones look good too.
Considering the difficult process of being accepted by the little dinosaur, Jin Linkun didn't even think about where Sheng's patience came from, and actually cooperated with his parents to change so many sets of bizarre clothes.
Jin Linkun was still interested at first. When Yu Sheng changed his shirt, he had to go over to unbutton him, help him undress seriously, and took the opportunity to touch his waist twice to tease his boyfriend. Later, it became a numb and walking clothes rack, so I put it on my body, and I never made any extra moves.
Yu Sheng is more patient than him, watching Jin Linkun gradually lose hope, raising his eyebrows: "Do you want to help?" "No, it's fine." Jin Linkun didn't even want to get up, "Take a break, my hands are too tired." Yu Sheng's eyes revealed something With a smile, he took the initiative to go over and help him button two buttons one by one.
The boy's fingers were long and beautiful, the tips of his fingers were a little cold, and they touched his chest lightly with each movement. … little bastard.
Jin Linkun felt that he should teach this little bastard a lesson.
Trying on clothes was mainly tiring, so Jin Linkun cheered up, took advantage of Yu Sheng's entanglement with the third button, wrapped around his wrist and pulled the person in front of him. Just raised his head, and before he could speak, his heartbeat suddenly skipped twice.
Children are used to the rules. Usually, the zipper must be meticulously pulled to the position of the horizontal line of the clothes. There were few buttons on the shirt, and the placket was half open, which vaguely concealed the muscular lines. Because of the influence of the action just now, it almost seemed a little messy and casual. Diluted Yu Sheng's rigid routine that haunts him almost all the time, and his youthful spirit suddenly became so distinct that it could not be ignored.
The visual impact in this way is even stronger than not wearing a single piece of clothing.
Yu Sheng was here to tease him. After being looked at for a long time, he lowered his head and realized that his clothes were not properly dressed. Jin Linkun held his raised wrist, opened his mouth, and coughed lightly: "Hold me your phone," Yu Sheng frowned, "Why do you want a phone?" "Take a picture." Jin Linkun was very frank, "Take a look and take a look. ." Yu Sheng: "..."
Outside the door, Mr. Jin and Ms. Li, who were still pondering which one looked better: jujube red, dark red, crimson or rust red, suddenly heard the door slam. When he looked up, he saw his neatly dressed son being thrown out mercilessly.
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It's a once in a lifetime event, so of course you need to plan carefully. Mr. Jin and Ms. Li struggled for a long time, and even invited the sons of the neighbors to help for a long time, and finally settled on the most reliable and stable black color. With a white shirt that trims the figure neatly, let alone how refined it is.
Jin Linkun felt a little familiar: "...Isn't this the one we usually wear?" Mr. Jin pushed his glasses: "No, this is after our vertical and horizontal comparison, comparing the decoration and bouquet colors on the wedding day, referring to the color chart at the end Make sure that the outfit that suits you best is what you normally wear."
Poor parents in the world. Jin Linkun was very moved, and firmly declined Ms. Li's suggestion to strike while the iron was hot and pick out the color of her tie.
Yu Sheng was taken back to the bedroom by him, and he felt that it was okay to change a tie: "I'm not too tired." "Aren't you tired?" Jin Linkun touched the child's head, "Don't be afraid, if you are kidnapped by your mother, just blink. Eye."
There are several wedding patterns designed to match everything from casual wear to suit dresses. It was the first time that he had changed so many clothes, and now he was sore all over his body, which was almost no easier than running a marathon.
"Don't make trouble." Yu Sheng patted the man's hand that was touching his head and continued to touch his head, and said something in a low voice. He spoke so fast that Jin Linkun didn't hear it clearly, so he leaned over and said, "What?" Yu Sheng pursed the corner of his mouth: "They... are serious about picking."
He can feel it. Although he went around and picked it back in the end, both Mr. Jin and Ms. Li undoubtedly regarded this as a very important event that must be paid special attention to.
It may be too important, so there is a certain degree of difficulty in choosing.
Jin Linkun sighed a little, lying on her boyfriend's shoulder: "This is too difficult..."
Yu Sheng couldn't hold back and laughed: "You can rest when you're tired, I'll change it myself tomorrow." "That won't work." Jin Linkun felt that things couldn't be discussed in this way, "Only I can take off my boyfriend's clothes."
Yu Sheng: "..." He may have been too good-tempered recently.
Seeing that this person was going further and further on the road of being beaten, Yu Shenglai wanted to move his hands symbolically, but he was really tired today, and finally he took off his clothes and put him to bed. And then because the man was so bad, he didn't have time to turn off the light, so he was pulled back to the bed with his arms.
… The next day, neither of the two people who had agreed to try a tie could get up on time.
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The day when the ring can be put on the ring finger is finally set on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month.
"Stove Lord go to the sky." Mr. Jin thought very thoroughly, and specially checked the ancient folk customs: "Go to heaven to say good things, go down to the earth to ensure safety." Jin Linkun felt not very optimistic: "Stove Lord has been hungry in our house for so many years, the probability of saying good things It shouldn't be big..." Before she could say anything, Ms. Li shoved a handful of sweet stove candy into her mouth.
"It's a folk custom." Yu Sheng recently followed Mr. Jin through the book and gave him popular science: "Eating kitchen candy can make the kitchen king's mouth sweeter."
… fart folk customs. The smile on the corner of his mouth could hardly be suppressed.
"Actually, it's delicious." Jin Linkun saw with his own eyes that their children's learning was getting faster and faster recently. After taking a few sips of water, he finally swallowed the sweet candy in J's throat: "Be obedient, double insurance, you Eat one too…”
"No need." Yu Sheng didn't fall for him, "I don't burn the kitchen, the kitchen master should have a good impression of me." "..." If that's the case, Jin Linkun thinks he might have to eat a few more candies.
The church is located in the one with the pipe organ. The weather is exceptionally good, there is no fog or snow, and the sun falls on the cross on the spire, almost shining. Mr. Jin and Ms. Li deliberately prepared for a long time in advance, screened several batches of wedding planners, and changed the plan several times.
Yu Sheng once tried to intervene to help, but was pushed back by the whole family.
"My parents are here." Mr. Jin rubbed his head, and his eyes behind the lens were bent: "You can try to rely on us a little more, it's okay."
It's okay to be naughty, it's okay to be rude. It doesn't matter if you're not that obedient or sensible. They have the ability to make up for what Yu Sheng has not been able to get over the years.
The boy with straight shoulders, with a little red on the tips of his ears, stood in front of him for a while, and finally nodded. ... Although the picture was very moving, Jin Linkun couldn't help raising his hand to speak while watching, "I don't think this is what my boyfriend is worried about..."
Of course Yu Sheng likes everyone in the Jin family, and has been able to trust and rely on them unreservedly. However, the negative talent of the entire Jin family in life cannot be ignored. Like a wedding. If it is all left to Mr. Jin and Ms. Li to prepare, no one can guarantee what peculiar development and trend will appear at that time.
"It's none of your business." Ms. Li kindly encouraged her disobedient and ignorant son: "Go and fold napkins. If you can't fold a boat, you won't have to eat dinner today." Jin Linkun: "..."
Mr. Jin pushed his glasses, looked at Yu Sheng who was still beside him, and stopped his wife kindly: "Don't do this, it's not appropriate."
Qualified parents certainly shouldn't be like this. Especially Yu Sheng is still watching. They have just expressed their willingness to rely on them more, and they should create a sufficient positive impression on the child and a sufficient positive feedback incentive mechanism.
Mr. Jin walked over, handed the napkin to Jin Linkun, patted his son on the shoulder, and encouraged him: "Believe in yourself, come on."