The Road Home

Chapter 19: Monuments and Tombstones (1)

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The car ran in the direction of Inner Mongolia and left Beijing. After passing Zhangjiakou, there were fewer cars on the expressway. The expressway was very flat and empty. Looking out from the window, there was a straight road and blue sky and white clouds.

After driving for a few hours, I went to the national road again, and stopped on the side of the road for a short rest.

Lu Yanchen got a map and confirmed the route to Sanggenda and then to Xilinhot. He tapped the map with his fingers, as if performing a mission. He recalled the road conditions in his mind. He walked through it once a few years ago. He probably saw what he could see along the way, where the asphalt road fell off, and where there were big cars. He almost had an impression of the ruts that had been pressed in the past.

A meat floss bun, still wrapped in a plastic seal, was held up to his eyes.

His eyelids dropped and he took a bite.

"I remembered something," Gui Xiao ate himself, "Do you remember the man you saw at the airport that day? His name is Xu Yao."

Seeing her bite again, Lu Yanchen thought that she probably liked the taste very much, so she picked out the original bread from the plastic bag on her leg and unpacked it and ate it by herself.

"You don't like meat floss?"

Lu Yanchen raised the bread in his hand, meaning that it was enough to eat this.

Gui Xiao nodded and continued: "Xu Yao's girlfriend is seriously ill, and the domestic hospital has confirmed that surgery will be performed on the spine, which seems to be a part of the back of the neck. There are endless sequelae after such surgery. He dare not do it lightly, and wants to go out to check Check, if there is a certain chance of being diagnosed with a tumor of another nature, then surgery is not needed, and radiotherapy is just fine.”

Gui Xiao also said it unprofessional, and briefly explained the situation: "After seeing this disease for several years, he has no savings, so he came to me. I kept some for myself, enough for Qin Xiaonan and I's daily expenses, and the rest for him. already."

Lu Yanchen ate the bread in two or three mouthfuls, and then poured two mouthfuls of water.

Those eyes that seemed to be able to see everything locked on her, and after watching for a while, she didn't express any opinion.

He could understand what Gui Xiao was trying to say: I know you won't let me help you. Anyway, I'm just helping others, and I don't have the energy to help you... Leave the child to me.

When the car was on the road again, Gui Xiao said lightly: "Xu Yao and his wife have known each other since childhood, and they have been on and off for many years."

Lu Yanchen simply kept silent, waiting for her to clear her heart.

"Probably the year before last, his girlfriend became ill, and since then he has been seeing a doctor. The girlfriend refused to get a certificate and dragged him down. He had a wedding and wanted to marry someone," Gui Xiao looked out the window, drank water and moistened his throat , "Life is so impermanent. One year ago, I was proud of the spring breeze, and the next year, I fell into the mud pit. If his wife fell ill, Xu Yao would not want anyone else? There are also those who get married. If someone's career is in crisis after marriage, it is not necessary. Carry it together."

Meng Xiaoshan thinks that she only has love in her eyes, which is wrong.

She is very realistic, likes the pleasure of getting into the account, and also weighs the pros and cons of investing, which can give her confidence and let her live freely. Without Lu Chen, she knew very well that she could live a life to 100%, but it would definitely be better with him.

Who does not have a hurdle in life, can't fall by himself and hope that his lover will support him selflessly, and he just wants to find a smoother one. This is not reality, this is imagination.

After Lu Yanchen listened, he opened the window and lit a cigarette.

The car passed a windmill field, and the horizon was full of large power-generating windmills, and the scene was spectacular.

The white cigarette was lit, and he put his arm halfway on the car door, his eyes on the road ahead: "Meng Xiaoshan doesn't fully understand my situation, at most two years, the account will be settled."

An oncoming truck loaded with yellow grass, red paint, yellow grass.

In the noise of the truck driving, he looked at the road ahead and added: "I will save more money to marry you."

Gui Xiao looked at him in surprise, and he also glanced sideways.

Gui Xiao tried her best to suppress the ups and downs of her emotions when she heard this, the plastic bag in her hand was tossing and screeching loudly.

Lu Yanchen knocked a small piece of ashes onto the ashtray in the storage box: "Not allowed to marry?"

Gui Xiao pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, but said nothing.

"Let's sleep in a yurt tonight, or sleep separately."

"… We're staying in a hotel tonight, not a yurt." She exposed him.

He smiled: "Really?"

She thought that Lu Yanchen had misremembered because she had booked a hotel earlier.

Unexpectedly, he really found a small and informal yurt resort about ten kilometers away from the destination. In winter, it is not the peak season, and there are not many guests.

Lu Yanchen didn't mention it beforehand, but this place was opened by his former comrade-in-arms.

The word "comrade-in-arms" is very strange. Gui Xiao had a lot of experience when he was a child. It was the kind of group of people who could laugh a lot while sitting together, mix meat and plain words at will, and reminisce about the past. We have carried guns together and fought our lives together. Those who were not soldiers can't understand those days. Especially after leaving and returning to normal life, thinking about the past is like being in another parallel space, unreal and nostalgic.

"Sister-in-law, I'm not actually from the Lu team squadron. I'm not qualified. Their squadrons are the elite of the elite. However, the Lu team taught us to defuse bombs, so he is my master," his comrade-in-arms filled Lu Yanchen with wine. Instead, he looked at her, "Do you know how I felt when I saw him for the first time? It's too sloppy, and I stopped in front of us. The first sentence was that more than 300 bombs were defused last year alone. Quantities. Let's all be prepared, counterterrorism isn't that easy."

Lu Yanchen poured a glass of wine and took a sip, his eyes bright.

"Scared us on the first day, saying that there is no absolute expert in bomb disposal, they all tuck their heads into the belts of their pants. The foreign expert he communicated with last year was just killed in a war zone," the man said with a rapturous expression, and he made gestures. "I learned it on the first day. I was very cautious. I felt that I was absolutely fine. When I cut it like that, he immediately hit the back of my head. Guess what the road team said?"

Gui Xiao was fascinated: "What?"

"You were bombed to death." The man had a lifeless expression on his face.

Gui Xiao burst out laughing.

It was almost twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and the topic became more and more sad. When it came to the pursuit of whoever was in the past, the alley was killed with a shot of Lengzi. Finally, he patted Lu Yanchen's waist: "Here, the Lu team, cover the people below who have been shot."

Lu Yanchen bumped the man away with his elbow, not wanting him to describe it any further.

Unexpectedly, the man didn't understand the spirit clearly, so he would be wrong: "Oh, yes, sister-in-law should have seen it long ago."

If the warm reception dinner was divided into one hour, Gui Xiaozhen was terrified after hearing it for the first fifty-nine minutes, and after all kinds of fears, he was directly thrown into the pink midnight scene in the next minute.

Fortunately, the man was very acquainted, and it was too late to send the two to a place to live.

More than twenty white yurts are listed along a small dirt road on the grass.

"The third from the bottom," he said, he gave way, he couldn't send his young couple all the way out of the yurt, avoid it if necessary, "I'm going to help my mother settle the bill. There is also the road team, Ma It's all there, you can choose your own ride if you want."

Lu Yanchen followed his direction and glanced.

After they left, Gui Xiao followed him outside the yurt, and when he took out his key to look at Xiaohongmen, he asked in a low voice, "How many beds are there?" Haven't been in yet.

Lu Yanchen turned the key halfway between his fingers.

Gui Xiao was still waiting for him to answer, he put his hand behind her head and blocked the night wind on the grassland with his back. Gui Xiao gave way back, he inserted the key into the copper hole with one hand, and pressed her against him with the palm of his hand. Gui Xiao desperately prayed that no one would suddenly come out of a yurt, and he leaned over to kiss her without saying a word.

Lu Yanchen was much taller than the door frame, bowed his head, bent over, and half pushed her in and half hugged her. Gui Xiao couldn't breathe because of his kiss, his calf hit the edge of the bed and fell onto the bed. I could faintly hear the laughter of men and women outside. I wonder if it was a young couple like them, coming back from a night tour of the grasslands to do some things that grown men and women love to do.

He suddenly loosened her lips and stared at her: "Can you?"

The bass that belongs to a man is oppressive and rough, so that she can hear every pacing of her heart.

Gui Xiao also opened his eyes, obviously not yet accustomed to the dark space, his lips were slightly open, with a faint water light: "Well."

Lu Yanchen was still staring at her, not moving.

The sound from outside disappeared, and the sound of her heartbeat seemed to disappear: "You kissed me back then... and didn't ask."

His breathing was slow and heavy, and he didn't speak.

The two of them rolled in the quilt that was shaken, and their clothes were damp with sweat. At first, they didn't feel it, but when they took it off, they felt that the cold four corners were ventilating. It was cold and hot again. After waiting for a long time, Lu Yanchen lifted the quilt, the naked upper body abdominal muscles were clearly visible, and he lowered his chest to touch her. Gui Xiao: "How do you..."

Not all taken off.

"Forgot to bring it, it's not safe."

As soon as she got out of bed to rummage through the duffel bag, she regretted it when she used a quilt to cover her undressing. Sweat rubbed the arms, chest, back and legs of the two of them. For Lu Yanchen, the presence of Gui Xiao in his arms was too strong, and he couldn't stop if he didn't do it.

She asked him several times that night, Lu Chen, if you really can't help it...

"It's nothing to hold back." Lu Yanchen turned over and pressed her down again.

There is a word to say: drink poison to quench thirst.

When it was almost dawn, he put on his coat and trousers, and wrapped her tightly with a quilt.

Gui Xiao was playing with him all night, and his skin became thicker. He rubbed him under the quilt, trying to determine if he still wanted to do it... Lu Yanchen squinted, with a look that you don't want to do anything. Slanted her: "Sleep or not?"

"Lu Chen," she used her forehead to search for his shoulder pocket, found it, leaned on it, and whispered around his ear like a mosquito, "When you used to solve it yourself, in your mind..."

"I miss you." Lu Yanchen closed his eyes and rested, answering happily.

She just wanted to ask if he had missed other women in the past. He understood.

"What kind of?" Gui Xiao wanted to ask, "What clothes to wear?"

"Don't wear it."

She pursed her lips, opened her mouth slightly to say something, and pursed her lips unconsciously: "You haven't seen it before."

The heat in his breath was on her forehead, sometimes heavier and lighter: "Just think about it."