The sky was slightly cloudy, and a small piece of dark cloud slowly drifted across the slope, Xie Yilu looked around as he walked, worried that Liao Jixiang would not come. Along the path they walked last time, beside the lush bushes, he saw him, wearing a small white coat, sitting quietly on the sandy soil, fiddling with the stones at hand.
Seeing Xie Yilu, he lowered his eyes, retracted his hands, waited, and stood up with difficulty. Xie Yilu didn't help him, for fear of touching his self-esteem like broken porcelain. His legs are really bad. Try He staggered a few times, and in front of Xie Yilu, his face and neck were completely red.
Seeing his embarrassment, Xie Yilu guessed that he must be exhausted so he had to sit. He walked up and walked around behind him, trying to help him pat the sand on his robe, but Liao Jixiang looked like some restless animal. Follow him cautiously.
"It's stuck with sand." Xie Yilu explained.
Liao Jixiang flicked his lower body randomly: "Okay," he said in a cold tone, as if he didn't care much about his clothes and appearance, "Let's go."
It was the same stream as last time, because the sky was cloudy, the scenery was slightly different, the shade was greener, the wind was clearer, and Liao Jixiang's back looked a bit fairy-like, floating like a pine branch, a feather white crane.
There was an awkward silence, neither of them knew what to say, the unpleasant atmosphere from the last time they broke up was still continuing, suddenly, Xie Yilu saw the sour fruit from last time on the side of the road, red and the size of a fingernail , he quickly broke off a branch and handed it forward, like a child eager to please an adult.
Liao Jixiang stopped, turned his head slightly, there was a branch of fruit on his shoulder, the bright red made his face as white as fresh snow, he looked at Xie Yilu a little embarrassedly, and stretched out his hand to take it.
Xie Yilu was very happy, and when he was happy, he said: "I thought you weren't coming."
Liao Jixiang didn't answer, Xie Yilu was embarrassed, and said: "Last time you said that sometimes two people come, and that person...is Meazza?"
Liao Jixiang immediately turned around and looked at him warily, Xie Yilu also looked at him, rather bluntly: "You are very close to him?" He said softly, "He is also close to Zheng Mi... you know what? ?”
He has exceeded the norm, Liao Jixiang thought, but he said these words in a worried tone.
"They call each other brothers," Xie Yilu said in a fluttering voice, "even on equal footing."
"how do you know?"
Xie Yilu choked, he didn't want Liao Jixiang to know that he went to Zheng Mi's banquet, he was afraid that he would think he was getting close to that guy, Liao Jixiang took a step closer: "Heard from someone? Or did you see it?"
Xie Yilu lowered his head and did not speak.
Liao Jixiang took another step closer. Today, he has a strong milky smell, almost covering the sandalwood: "Whatever he does, it is for my own good."
Believe him so much? For a moment, the flesh on the tip of his heart seemed to be twisted severely, Xie Yilu was silent, his kindness was taken as a donkey's liver and lungs, it didn't matter, what mattered was Liao Jixiang's words, which made him look like A villain who sows discord.
At this moment Liao Jixiang stretched out his snow-white hand and brushed against his shoulder, Xie Yilu hurriedly looked over his shoulder, a small piece of the cloth there was wet.
He looked up, the sky was still cloudy, and it wasn't raining.
"There is no rain on the mountain road, and people's clothes are wet with empty emerald green." Liao Jixiang said, with a slight smile on his face.
Xie Yilu felt that he was coaxing him, like an adult coaxing a child, but he couldn't help jumping for joy in his heart, and looked at him foolishly. His eyes, mouth, and earlobes were so white that he was young and clean, but his expression was vicissitudes. ten years old? At most, those ten years in Gansu took most of his life.
Probably uncomfortable being stared at, Liao Jixiang turned his face away and turned to continue walking.
"Yangchun," Xie Yilu called him, pointing to the other side of the stream, "over there, have you been there?"
The wind blew up his wide cuffs, and along the wind-blown cloth, Liao Jixiang saw the bamboo forest on the opposite bank, and the shadowy temple roofs among the forest tops. He shook his head: "There is no bridge."
"There are stones," Xie Yilu said, referring to the string of big white stones that Liao Jixiang didn't let him step over when he wanted to step over last time. "Let's step on it."
Liao Jixiang's face turned cold instantly, and he said after a while, "I... can't make it through."
"I can't get through alone," Xie Yilu looked at his frail left leg, his gaze was light, and he clicked, "Two people can get through."
Liao Jixiang was stunned, as if it was the first time he heard such words, he was hesitating, Xie Yilu simply pulled up his sleeves and led him to the shore, why didn't he hold his hands instead of holding his sleeves? It's not the girl in the boudoir, Xie Yilu can't tell, maybe Liao Jixiang is neither a man nor a woman to him.
The water was slightly bigger than three days ago, probably because of the cloudy sky. It seemed to be in a hurry. Xie Yilu waded and jumped onto the rocks. The gravel was continuous and it was not difficult to cross. , Liao Jixiang stood on the first big white stone, hesitating, in a dilemma.
He wanted to follow him, but couldn't. Xie Yilu saw his expression, bewildered, embarrassed, irritable, he put him in a difficult situation, he hurriedly stepped back and stepped beside him, and heard Liao Jixiang lower his head and say angrily: "It's still..."
"Offended." Xie Yilu bent his knees, put one hand on his crotch, one hand on his waist, and hugged him violently.
Liao Jixiang screamed, it was a real scream, he never expected Xie Yilu to do this, it was a crime of inferiority, being lifted up so high, he had to hold his shoulder tightly, as if a willow branch was swaying, Most of his body was pressed against him, as if he was wrapping Xie Yilu's head and neck in his arms.
Xie Yilu was also struggling, after all, he was holding an adult, and his legs and feet were not so quick, so he was afraid of shaking Liao Jixiang. He walked very slowly, and his hand strength gradually became weak. slide down.
Xie Yilu lifted him up like he was hugging a child, panting and said, "Hold me."
Liao Jixiang looked at him in embarrassment and didn't move. He was wearing little clothes at the end of spring, and his thin waist, buttocks and ribs were rubbed against Xie Yilu's sweaty palm through a thin layer of clothing. He slipped even more. The two people were almost head-to-head, Xie Yilu was looking at his feet, there were still a couple of stones on the other side, he tilted his head inadvertently, and he saw Liao Jixiang's face, very close, his eyebrows were frowning and his eyelashes were trembling. God, he lost his footing and stumbled into the water.
Liao Jixiang did exactly what he said, and hugged him tightly, but Xie Yilu didn't let him hug him, half of his body fell into the water, and he leaned straight to support him, refusing to let him touch any water. .
Even so, Liao Jixiang's feet were soaked, he was half hanging on Xie Yilu's body, and wiped off the splashed water droplets on his face with the back of his hand: "Why am I so stupid," he complained, "following you to do this Nonsense!"
Xie Yilu also felt that he was being absurd, so he held him in embarrassment, and carefully put him on the shore. Seeing that he was standing still, he let go of his wet hands. The two stood relatively silent for a while, and suddenly laughed together.
"What should I do?" Liao Jixiang asked.
"It's okay, it's just that the shoes are wet,"
Liao Jixiang showed a shy expression: "I mean you."
"Ah," Xie Yilu looked at himself now, his knees were completely exposed, and the long robe wrapped around his legs was very uncomfortable. When he looked up, he saw the sun coming out of the clouds, and he had an idea, "Take it off, Let it dry!"
Liao Jixiang hurriedly looked around: "Nonsense!"
Xie Yilu had already taken off his shoes: "It's okay, they are all men."
Liao Jixiang watched him tear off his socks and roll up the corners of his trousers, and take off his coat while drying his shoes and socks on the boulder. He stood there in panic, twisting his fingers.
"The shoes are off," Xie Yilu walked towards him in loose obscene clothes, smiling innocently, "It's comfortable."
Liao Jixiang was very reluctant, after thinking about it, he sat down as hard as he stood up, two small feet, satin uppers and silk socks, he started to take them off: "I'm coming to see you, it's really hard to find ,” he complained like a nagging woman, “it was last time, and this time too.”
Xie Yilu heard it, and couldn't bear him: "You're happy to be living in the weaving bureau all day long?"
Liao Jixiang immediately raised his eyebrows and gave him a hard look, Xie Yilu didn't care, and sat down next to him, watching him slowly take off his socks. A pair of white feet, dripping with water, shone by the gray sun, looked like something like ivory, making people want to touch it, thinking of "touching", Xie Yilu was embarrassed to look at it.
Liao Jixiang also seemed to feel that his feet were too white and there was nowhere to hide them, so he curled up his toes embarrassingly. For some reason, when he curled up, Xie Yilu felt that those feet were easy to see in his heart, and he looked at them from time to time. voila.
Liao Jixiang noticed that he was watching, and said harshly to him: "What are you looking at?" The words were obviously reproachful, but his voice trembled, "Are the eunuch's feet pretty?"
Maybe it's because of the running-in last time, Xie Yilu is not very afraid of him getting angry: "It's too white," he dared to say anything, "It's as white as..."
woman. Before the words were finished, both of them knew it well.
Wrong word again! Xie Yilu pressed his forehead in frustration, and fell back on the sand in despair: "I can't speak, I'm guilty."
Liao Jixiang was silent for a moment, but he didn't get angry, he turned around and looked at him: "You didn't tell anyone, we met."
"No," Xie Yilu rested his head with one hand and looked at his back casually. Liao Jixiang was relieved and turned back. Just as he turned around, Xie Yilu said, "I know, you are doing it for my own good."
Although he couldn't see it, Xie Yilu could feel it, and he smiled: "You think too much."
"Actually... I told a colleague."
Liao Jixiang immediately turned his head back and stared at him in disbelief: "Colleague?" His tone was wrong, and his decisive and fierce side was revealed, "Confused!" He was inexplicably excited, his fingertips were trembling slightly, "What if he If you say it, everyone will regard you as an eunuch, and in this life you will... "
"It's over." Xie Yilu said for him, staring at him without blinking, with a smile, Liao Jixiang immediately knew that he had lied to him, and turned his back angrily, Xie Yilu hurriedly pulled His sleeve, he pulled his hand, Xie Yilu pulled it again, but he still ignored it coldly, Xie Yilu simply pulled him down with all his strength, and let him lie with him.
Liao Jixiang lowered his eyes and didn't speak. Xie Yilu deliberately sneered to make this moment look less heavy. At this moment, Liao Jixiang said in a low voice: "Don't be fooled by me..."
"What?" Xie Yilu couldn't hear clearly, and leaned towards him.
It was very close, Liao Jixiang raised his eyes, his clean pupils were shining with light, and he dodged anxiously: "Don't be dragged down by me," he said cautiously, "Don't ruin your reputation."
Xie Yilu almost blurted out: "Did you think about your own reputation when you cut down the dwarf pear tree?"
Liao Jixiang didn't expect him to mention this, he opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say it after all.
"Everything is for others, what about yourself?"
Liao Jixiang stepped back, so as to distance himself from him: "What kind of reputation do eunuchs want?" He said indifferently, "Eunuchs live in this world to be scolded."
Xie Yilu couldn't stand these words, so Liao Jixiang stepped forward as much as he backed away: "People are calling evil eunuchs!"
Liao Jixiang did not retreat, and confronted him tit for tat: "Then tell me a good eunuch?"
Xie Yilu couldn't speak, he couldn't speak, and Liao Jixiang smiled with his lips trembling: "You scholars, who would remember an eunuch, if you say a word to us, it will ruin you."
"You" and "we" are so close that their breaths are intertwined, but Xie Yilu felt that there was an invisible line separating them: "Don't say that," he clenched his fists , with a begging look, "I feel uncomfortable when you say that."
"Remember," Liao Jixiang turned over slowly, and turned his slender back to him indifferently, "Don't have anything to do with eunuchs, absolutely don't."
As if a big stone was pressing on his heart, Xie Yilu breathed hard, stretched out his hand, really wanted to pull that shoulder to make him turn around, but he didn't have the guts.