There was a choked sob in the throat.
Huang Dan patted the man's back, "I won't go anywhere except you here."
Jiang Huai's straight back was bent, and his face was buried in the young man's neck.
Huang Dan had a warm body in his neck, he hugged the man even tighter, his tears couldn't stop, his face was covered with tears.
Since then, Jianghuai has followed Huang Dan everywhere, and will never let him touch what he can do himself.
Huang Dan's physique who is afraid of pain lives in this place, and there are hardships everywhere.
One day, Huang Dan wanted to kill chicken and make soup, but he accidentally cut his finger.
Jianghuai wounded him helplessly, "You can cut a finger by killing a chicken, how did you do it?"
Huang Dan said, "The chicken is struggling."
Jiang Huai smiled angrily, "I'm holding a kitchen knife to your neck, don't you struggle?"
Huang Dan, "… "
The chicken's life ended in Jianghuai's hands, and the soup was stewed by him, adding wolfberry, and the taste was very fragrant.
Huang Dan and Jiang Huai drank chicken soup beautifully, and lay together to watch the sunset outside the window.
They invariably turned sideways, facing each other, kissing deeply and shallowly.
After kissing for a while, Huang Dan lay down on Jiang Huai's chest and continued to kiss his neck.
The sunset came quietly and did not leave.
A fiery flower bloomed in the courtyard.
A year or two... For ten or twenty years, Huang Dan and Jiang Huai have been living there, just the two of them, with a big bear doll.
The bears are old, they are old.
Years later, there was a new tomb bag on the mountain. It was not one person but two people buried in it. Their hands were tightly clasped together, and they would not let go when they died.
Chapter 55
Huang Dan has returned from time to time.
The pain in the toes was spreading, along the instep, the sole of the foot extended all the way up, to the calf, and then to the thigh. The momentum was so violent that he squatted very painfully, so he looked around with blurry eyes, there was a stone in his vision, and the It is the same when crossing to HSBC Jiayuan.
Huang Dan sat on the stone, took off his leather shoes while crying, and tugged on the black cotton socks, and found that his toes were not torn, so he put them on again.
There was an old nǎinǎi walking in front of the yo-yo car. A little girl in a red down jacket sat on the car. She was pedaling on her short legs, babbling all the way.
Huang Dan took out the folded light gray striped handkerchief from his pocket, shook off the tears on his face, and vaguely heard that the little girl was singing "Little Swallow".
The little girl couldn't speak clearly, and could only barely hear what "Xiaoyanzhi" and "Flower Clothes" were.
Huang Dan didn't pay much attention to the people and things he passed by before going to and from get off work. He didn't pay attention to other people's living conditions. He didn't have enough time every day. , the day is over.
Everything is a hasty start and a hasty end.
The little girl's soft and glutinous voice sounded, "Baba! Baba!"
Huang Dan raised his head, his eyes were red, scaring the old man, "Young man, are you alright?"
He said, "It's fine."
The little girl was still shouting, and the old man was embarrassed, "Doudou, don't shout, this is uncle, your father hasn't gotten off work yet."
When Huang Dan heard the little girl calling his uncle, he smiled and didn't realize it.
The old nǎinǎi took a few more glances, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She is a lot of age, and she has never seen a little girl who can compare to this young man. She has red lips and white teeth, and frowns when she is not smiling. It is a bit difficult Approaching, smiling, the corners of the mouth are curved, and the eyes are also curved, that is really beautiful.
Thinking about it then, the old nǎinǎi didn't have a door on his mouth, so he just said it.
Huang Dan, "… "
The old nǎinǎi didn't say much, she was going to take her granddaughter to play on the slide, "Doudou, say goodbye to uncle."
The little girl waved at Huang Dan and whispered, "Goodbye."
Huang Dan said, "Goodbye."
The wheels of the yo-yo rubbed the ground, and the rattling sound was gradually blurred.
After taking the veil, Huang Dan sat on the stone, his eyes fell on one place at will, the pain slowly subsided, the pain in his feet was gone, and he was still sitting.
When he travels through, the real self may be still, and the world will stay still with him.
In other words, he is the only one who is in a static state, and time will pass extremely slowly. In another world, a lifetime, here, is just one second.
No matter what the possibility is, everything Huang Dan has experienced in the past has been buried in that world. His soul came back, but he couldn't bring back anything, not even a leaf, a flower, a grass, or a handful of soil.
The dream is long, so tired.
Huang Dan pinched his brows, an undisguised tiredness on his face