[Samara].
Seventh day.
The biological clock was loud and powerful. I opened my eyes, but I only felt that my hands and feet were sore and slender. Shen Xu surrounded me from behind and said good morning in the voice of a dream.
"Good morning." I turned over carefully and approached him, "I still want to go to the Ganges Baths today."
Even in the dazed morning, Shen Xu was able to see through my lame strategy, "It will be too late to see Shiva."
I wanted to stretch in his arms, and tentatively said, "If it's too late, it will be tomorrow."
"Tomorrow you will say the day after tomorrow." Shen Xu grabbed a piece of clothing and covered my face, "Come on, Xiaojin, put on your clothes, and then we'll go to the airport."
There was an ambiguous dark color in front of me. I lay quietly under my clothes with a sour nose, "Shen Xu, can you listen to me once..."
The bargain that was doomed to fail, Shen Xu saw that I didn't want to move for a long time, turned over and sat on my crotch, and helped me button my shirt bit by bit with his head down, his eyes were focused, his black hair trembled slightly in front of his forehead, but he could button it to the end. When the next time, there is an extra grain on the right side, so I untied it and re-buttoned it.
I couldn't be happier, but he seemed more upset than I was.
God created the world in six days and rested on the seventh day, so did he not visit Rishikesh? This city hidden in the foothills of the Himalayas and dedicated to long-term spiritual practice
Because it is so beautiful, it has peace that is hard to get in other cities in India. Compared with the Taj Mahal's shrine, Rishikesh's restrained temperament is simple and precious. On the ground, the lowest temperature in the area near the snow-capped mountains dropped to 17 degrees. I held Shen Xu's hand, not willing to let go for a second.
Like turning into a little mermaid, a gloomy premonition pressed against me, every step I walked on the tip of the knife, the wind blowing from the Ganges swept my face, soaking it with a bit of fishy moisture, changing the contours of Shen Xu's face. Hazy and distant, I looked at him, and he looked at a tin-blue building with a white top and gold spires, enamel-like in the occasional sunlight that peeked through the clouds.
We walked to see the statue of Shiva, passed the returning pilgrims, and they were indifferent to each other, perhaps because of their own obsessions.
This 100-meter road is like an illusion of depth. There are 48,000 sands in the Ganges River. I am one of them. I am surrounded by water waves, but I am irresistibly retrograde. At the feet of Shiva, be a pair of persistent and determined believers.
So we saw him, and his unchanging face of that century.
"Xiaojin," Shen Xu breathed lightly, for fear of disturbing anyone, "We're here."
Shiva is standing on the long river. His clean face has no pretense, but it is still breathtakingly beautiful. His quiet and agile expression is like the connection between spirit and flesh, and his naked skin seems to have returned from the ashes of burning fire, full of vitality. full.
In the library in the afternoon of the university, my finger stopped on the last line of the typeface, which read "In order to save mankind, Shiva was willing to swallow a highly poisonous python, and his neck has since turned black... "
"Shen Xu, hey, Shen Xu." I whispered to him and pushed the book over, "I found it."
My boyfriend leaned towards me and read silently, the room air conditioner was on full blast, the trees outside the window were swaying, it was the summer when all things grow, and I looked at his face, until the tiniest part. To the beauty of everlasting.
"That's right..." Shen Xu nodded.
"The venom has corroded blood vessels and skin, Shiva must be in great pain." I shrank my neck in empathy, but Shen Xu was noncommittal.
"Isn't it?" I asked him. "Extremely painful."
Shen Xu shook his head slightly and closed the book: "I think it's a relief."
"Release..." I stared at the black and white pictures in the appendix, Shen Xu said this, when I looked at Shiva again, he was suddenly enveloped in a layer of temperament that returned from the underworld, in reincarnation Incarnate into immortality.
The wind picked up in Rishikesh, I looked at Shiva, turned my head, and saw myself in Shen Xu's eyes. He was so close to me, his pupils constricted with concentration, as if it was not Shiva but me that was bewildering him at this moment.
I touched his lips. It is so soft that you will be captivated by just touching it.
"Are you going to take a picture with Shiva?" After a short kiss, Shen Xu still stayed where he was, slightly tilted his head to the left, and kept his posture leaning towards me. His Adam's apple rolled a bit, and then he hurriedly lowered his head to adjust the camera's aperture. , I took the lanyard off his neck and said without refusal: "Always you shoot me, and let me shoot you once."
Shen Xu was obviously hesitant, but in the end he handed the camera to me, "click here."
"it is good."
I took a few steps with the camera, and it wasn't long before I started to miss his lips, so I hurried back to Shen Xu again and clasped the back of his neck. I moved a little eagerly, Shen Xu was stunned, and then hugged my waist tightly, so that we could kiss like no one else, inseparable.
"Shang Jin, I love you the most in my life," he said.
His lips and the tip of his tongue were so tender, and his embrace was so warm in response to me, as if... as if it were our last kiss.
The crowd was getting more and more crowded. I walked backwards, not wanting to leave my sight for a second, but he just stood there and didn't go anywhere. When I quickly raised the camera, he seemed to laugh.
The shutter sounded, Shen Xu stayed at Shiva's feet, and with his affectionate eyes, a corner of his robe turned over, and flapped his wings in the wind.
"Shen Xu, after watching Shiva, where are we going?"
"Shen Xu, I'll listen to you. You can go wherever you want. I'll refund the ticket. We still have a lot of places to go together."
"Shen Xu? Shen Xu?"
I put down the camera, but there was no longer any serenity, it was empty, and the gap was quickly filled by the white-robed cultivator. I was stunned and walked a few steps in the direction of his existence.
The sudden parting cut my heart back and forth like a knife, abandoning my calmness, and something was detaching from my body inch by inch, floating behind me in vain.
He seems to have never existed, and he seems to be everywhere, and he seems to be saying—
"—don't look for me."
"Don't come to India to find me."
"Shen Xu!" I shouted reluctantly, trying my best to push away the layers of the crowd, the exclamation suddenly sounded, I staggered, my eyes darkened, and I was knocked down by a rickshaw. The elbow was scratched, but it didn't hurt. I quickly stood up and continued to run. I could find it. I could find him. Shen Xu just got lost, not disappeared. When I searched all over the place, can see him.
The ground under my feet softened, and my steps became stagnant. I realized that I had caught up to the Ganges, and my voice was so hoarse that I could hardly make a sound.
"Where are you... ... "
The sand in my hand slipped away from my fingers, I turned around, Shiva and I seemed to be separated by thousands of miles, I stared straight at him, but burst into tears.
"do not leave Me."
Shiva was silent amidst the noise, and then his body gradually changed, becoming thinner and shorter—into a flesh-and-blood man.
Age spots appeared on her bare skin, her neck was still blue and black, and a headscarf was tied between her silver-white hair. She smiled at me with warm breath and motioned for me to say something.
The scene changed in an instant. I stood in front of the pancake stand and stared at the Chinese sign.
"Six yuan." The grandmother cut a piece of cake and wiped her hands. I heard the sound of cars, footsteps, and indistinguishable conversations, crawling around like flies.
Oh, just a dream.
I shook my head and paid the money as if I had just woken up. The old grandmother pulled a piece of newspaper and wanted to help me wrap the sauce-flavored biscuits. My nerves jumped, and I suddenly stopped, "No! Don't do this."
The grandmother looked down, smiled apologetically, threw the newspaper aside, and replaced it with a plastic bag.
The elevator went up in a dizzying manner, I entered the house on the front foot, and received a message from the head of the department on the back foot, saying that my leave slip was approved, and if I need it, it doesn't matter if I ask for a few more days.
As if my brain was filled with paste, I didn't understand it until the third time, and replied: [Thank you, team leader, I will return to work on time. ]
[You alone... can you do it? ]
[My boyfriend is with me. ] While I was eating the cake, I was typing, [He will be home soon. ]
Exit the chat page, two unused air tickets are lying in the electronic card bag, my boyfriend has not come back, the house looks very empty, the mobile phone is placed on the clean table, like an island, I sit for a while, then bite I took a mouthful of the sauce pancake and chewed it slowly.
On August 15th, the plane was delayed for half an hour, and my boyfriend let me go.
The temperature in Delhi was steaming, and I dragged my luggage among the crowds, groggyly looking for the transfer station.
Nearing the afternoon, I stood in the middle of two khaki-colored buses to make a choice, and I chose the left.
I met a man in the car, he was carrying only a travel bag, wearing a light-colored plaid shirt, clean, with a straight Asian face.
Ha, I'm so lucky, he spoke softly and said he was Chinese too.
"My name is Shen Xu."
He smiled wickedly, the sun shining brightly on half of his eyelashes.
Just as shocking as ever.
——The End——