After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

The old man loved fishing, but the tools were not very handy, so Lan Yu made a new fishing rod and sent it to him. The old man took it and looked at it over and over again. He liked it very much and praised Lan Yu for his skill.

It was getting dark, and things were still being steamed at home. Lan Yu was afraid that he would miss the heat, so he told him to take care of himself and not be exposed to the wind when fishing at night. He talked with him for a while and then returned home.

When he got home, he didn't see Chu Yitang. Lan Yu put out the fire in the stove, called him in the courtyard, and searched high and low, but couldn't find him.

Lan Yu was in the empty courtyard, feeling flustered for no reason. He pushed open the courtyard door and searched along every path they walked, not missing any of them.

When I found him, he was sitting on the swing of the pear tree. The swing was swinging, and he was dangling in the water. His reflection in the moonlight was like a blur of milky white dizzy in thick ink, without any edges.

The moonlight was clear, with low bluestone banks on both sides, and the river flowed quietly and slowly. He leaned on the swing rope, with his feet immersed in the water, slowly making ripples, one after another, disturbing the shadow of the moon. It was in pieces, with blurred edges. The plain white sleeves fell into the water, like a fish swimming in the river, surrounding the body, agile and thin, unwilling to leave for a long time.

Lan Yu walked lightly and walked down the stone steps. There were several bamboo rafts parked on the river. Lan Yu used the bamboo rafts to go up to the nearby side. The bamboo rafts were heavy-bearing and had a slight draft. He used his strength to push the swing. Swing higher.

Chu Yitang flicked the water, with a hairpin in his hair, and smiled softly. His sleeves were rolled up to his arms, revealing a section of his greasy white wrist. Chu Yitang looked at the river and said softly:

"Higher, okay?"

He turned to look at Lan Yu again, and his words were a bit complaining, but also sounded like coquettishness: "I've been waiting for you for a long time before you came."

Lan Yu pushed the swing for him, swinging it a little higher, and said, "I haven't been here before. There are still locust flowers steaming at home, so I went back through the alley."

Chu Yitang's eyes lit up and he asked, "Is it the locust tree outside the yard?"

"Yes, Ah Tang loves to eat locust nectar. I want to make two more jars of locust nectar and save them for later consumption."

The swing slowly stopped, and Chu Yitang was eager to go home and eat steamed locust flowers. Lan Yu took him off the swing, let him sit on his arms, put his arms around his waist and looked for his shoes:

"Where did Ah Tang put his shoes?"

Chu Yitang raised his chin, pointing to the shore: "There."

His feet were still wet and it was difficult to put on shoes. Chu Yitang lay on his back. Lan Yu stood up and walked home with the shoes in one hand and carrying him on his back.

Perhaps because it was almost fifteen, the moon today was particularly bright, illuminating the road very clearly. Chu Yitang hugged his neck, rubbed his face against his hair, and said:

"Lanyu, I want to eat spring cakes tomorrow."

"Then let's make spring pancakes for Ah Tang to eat tomorrow, okay?"

Lan Yu concentrated on looking at the road ahead. The shadows of the two people were dragged very long. Chu Yitang swayed his feet and was carried very securely. Lan Yu walked slowly and would not bump him.

"Baby, if you had known that Guyu Mountain was not like the rumors, with only a few shabby thatched houses, would you still have come?"

Lan Yu pondered for a while before saying a meaningless sentence:

"I probably won't come, but no one told me that Ah Tang is also in there."

Chu Yitang tangled his hair, lying in his ear and talking to him: "Then do you know that you will come if I am here?"

"Actually, the old man asked me to go back, but I didn't leave because I was afraid that Ah Tang would be lonely."

"Why, do you pity me or are you reluctant to let me go?"

"Of course I couldn't bear to part with him. After all, I seemed to like Ah Tang a little bit back then."

Chu Yitang tugged at the braid on his ponytail, which he had braided for Lan Yu himself in the morning, and corrected it very rigorously:

"It doesn't seem like it, it's obviously like that. Besides, there's nothing wrong with that. You obviously liked me the first time you saw me."

Lan Yu laughed, his warm breath tickling his ears:

"Is it that obvious?"

"It's very, very, obvious, obvious. Your eyes are almost fixed on me. I was wondering why you kept staring at me." Chu Yitang poked him on the shoulder every time he said a word. "Now that I think about it, Immortal Lord Lanyu is so bold that he dares to fall in love with anyone at first sight."

"So that's how it is. Although I'm brave, not everyone has the grace of God Lord. It's human nature to bow down to God Lord despite his heroic appearance. Please forgive me."

His flattery was so exaggerated that Chu Yitang couldn't help but laugh and pretended to be serious:

"That's all, I think this is your first offender, so I won't care about you for the time being. From now on, you have to be single-minded, you know, otherwise I will kill you without mercy."

Lan Yu turned his face to the side, the light fragrance of cold orchids was blowing in front of his eyes, and the clear and distant chirping of insects could be heard in the fields. He asked, "What about Ah Tang?"

"When did you like me?"

"Well..." Chu Yitang thought about it, picked up a few strands of hair, and braided another braid for Lan Yu, "Do you still remember that night at Cold Spring? In fact, I felt something was wrong at that time."

"What's wrong?"

"It's strange, I've never felt this way before," Chu Yitang finished the braid and hid it in a ponytail. "It wasn't until later that I discovered that it was called liking."

Lan Yu weighed him up, then lifted up Chu Yitang's wet sleeves and said:

"Well, Ah Tang is so stupid. I didn't know until later that I liked you. I originally thought you would never be tempted."

"Who said that? I found out very soon, so I went to Nanqishan later to find Xi Jin. I was reluctant to let you stay alone in an empty house without marrying for the rest of your life."

"Our Ah Tang is the smartest, right?" The road was not very long, and no matter how slow we walked, we still reached home. Lan Yu carried him into the yard, let him sit down on the stone table, and turned around to get it. When I was putting on the handkerchief, my hand was grabbed.

Chu Yitang held his hand and pursed his lips. His eyes were misty. He raised his head. Lan Yu looked into his eyes, as if he could see the sadness that was so heavy that he couldn't take it lightly. The moonlight illuminated the ground well. Bai, he lowered his eyebrows, he was lonely, but very gentle, and asked softly:

"Lanyu, why don't we get married?"

………………

A very slow sentence, but Lan Yu almost couldn't stand on the spot.

It felt like I was stuck in a deep swamp, my whole body was oppressed and aching, endless and boundless, even my lips were trembling, the blood color had faded, and the hand hanging by my side was so hard that it was about to break the bones, but He stubbornly refused to let go, as if this would reduce the pain a little and make it less painful.

He asked, Lan Yu, why don’t we get married?

He was obviously by his side at this moment, and he had not lost a moment, but Lan Yu could do nothing. Even trying to keep him was a luxury. He held his hand and asked him cautiously, for fear that no matter how close he was, he would not be able to do anything. His body was bruised and his body was bleeding profusely.

But it was no use, nothing was of use, just like he had endured it for so long and tried desperately not to let the tears fall, but it was no use. When the tears fell, he still collapsed.

He gritted his teeth so hard that his bones turned white. Chu Yitang held him in his arms and wiped his tears. Like countless such moments, he held his face, kissed the end of his eyes, and coaxed him. , said don’t cry, be good.

Don't cry.

Chu Yitang hugged him, hugged him tightly, clasped the back of his neck with his hands, his hair was in his palms, tears fell into his neck, and Lan Yu's helpless cries were heard in his ears, each sound was like a sharp knife. , tearing out his heart and soul, making him miserable but helpless.

He had known for a long time that this day would come.

But when it came, there was someone who was more painful than him, thousands of times more painful than him. The pain inflicted was returned to Chu Yitang's bones and blood, and he realized that his pain was only because of Lan Yu, because he could not change it. The ending, because it is destined to end without any problem.

He couldn't give him anything, and he made him sad and sad.

Lan Yu struggled for a long time in the endless sea of ​​suffering, and it wasn't until the moment he was submerged, when he asked that question, that he understood.

It turned out that Ah Tang was really about to leave him.

He could no longer wait for his return.