beloved does not come back

However, the morning light still arrived as promised.

When Jiang Tianxiao woke up, he saw the sky was high and blue, and the willow branches were swaying in the wind.

"Yu Lang," Jiang Tianxiao couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to pinch Yu Lang's cheek: "Are you hungry, are there biscuits and milk in the bag?"

Yu Lang slowly opened his eyes, glanced out of the window, and pressed his face to Jiang Tianxiao's chest again, his voice dragged out, lazily: "I'm not hungry, just lie down for a while."

"Yeah." Jiang Tianxiao wrapped his arms around Yu Lang's waist.

Said to lie down for a while, but Yu Lang didn't lie down in a regular manner. His hand reached into the hem of Jiang Tianxiao's sweater, and slowly rubbed upwards along Jiang Tianxiao's waist.

"Yu Lang..." Jiang Tianxiao felt a little distracted by his touch: "It's so early in the morning..."

Yu Lang withdrew his hand, grabbed Jiang Tianxiao's hand, lowered his head and kissed his finger, and asked softly, "I want to do it, okay?"

"Uh..." Yu Lang asked frankly, Jiang Tianxiao's face was a little hot.In order to divert Lang's gaze, he took off the sweater on his body: "Come on."

Yu Lang grinned, grabbed the cover next to the pillow, and attached himself to Jiang Tianxiao to put it on.

They huddled together on the bed until nearly twelve o'clock before they both got out of bed.

Yu Lang took out a cigarette, did not light it, and held it dryly in his mouth.Jiang Tianxiao rubbed his hair and went to the dining car to buy lunch.

After buying the lunch box, he asked the flight attendant, "Where are you now?"

"Just crossed the Yellow River," said a man who came to buy lunch together, "It's still far from Lanzhou."

"Oh..." Jiang Tianxiao returned to the double car with two boxes of lunch.

Yu Lang had already crushed the cigarette, and a thin layer of tobacco fell into the small cardboard box on the table for garbage.

"Yu Lang, the one at Qitai," Jiang Tianxiao handed the lunch box to Yu Lang: "What kind of formation is that?"

Yu Lang took the lunch box with his head down, as if feeling guilty, he whispered, "It's not a complicated formation."

"Tell me? I'm quite curious, what kind of formation can summon the remnant soul," Jiang Tianxiao sat down opposite Yu Lang: "Anyway, I'm idle."

Yu Lang raised his head, his eyes showed anxiety: "Tianxiao, I—"

"I'm not angry," Jiang Tianxiao explained, "I'm really curious."

"Okay..." Yu Lang sighed softly: "That formation is a forbidden technique in spiritual arts."

"Forbidden technique?" Jiang Tianxiao thought, forbidden technique is probably a sorcery, right?

"Yes, spiritual masters have been passed down from generation to generation, and it has always been forbidden for spiritual masters to use this formation. One is because of the risk... but because it will hurt the person who started the formation."

"Will it hurt the person who started the battle?" Jiang Tianxiao was stunned: "That is to say, it will hurt you?"

"Well," Yu Lang smiled wryly: "If it is light, the body will be damaged, and if it is serious, the soul will be scattered."

Jiang Tianxiao was puzzled and said, "Aren't you afraid that your soul will be scattered? Or can you control the damage to yourself within a range that you can bear?" Jiang Tianxiao thought, since Yu Lang has spent so much effort to find If he wants to get back his lost soul, then he will definitely take protective measures, otherwise if the soul flies away, what's the use of finding that soul?

"I can control myself from getting hurt too much."

After Yu Lang finished speaking, he raised his face and looked at Jiang Tianxiao with wet eyes.

Oh, like this.Jiang Tianxiao understood.

Yu Lang said that he could control himself not to be too hurt.The implication is very clear, he can only protect himself, but he cannot protect Jiang Tianxiao - if Jiang Tianxiao is really used by him to summon the remnant soul.

"What's the difference between soul flying and death?"

"After a person dies, the three souls enter reincarnation, and the seven souls return to heaven and earth," said Yu Lang. "The souls fly away and disappear forever, which is different from death."

"Oh."

Jiang Tianxiao felt that Yu Lang was a very contradictory person. On the one hand, he wanted to end his eternal life—so he desperately wanted to get back that soul, but on the other hand, he didn't want his soul to be scattered.In fact, Jiang Tianxiao wanted to ask him, if you really wanted to die, why didn't you just let your soul fly away?It should be possible.

Yu Lang is like a child who obediently admits his mistakes after doing something wrong, holding a box of lunch in his hands and chewing in small bites, keeping silent, as if he is afraid of offending Jiang Tianxiao.

Jiang Tianxiao wanted to laugh a little, and said to himself that things have come to this day, and there is no need to act like this.

"How long have you been setting up that formation?"

"...Three or four years."

"Oh." Four years, that is to say, as soon as Jiang Tianxiao went to college, Yu Lang left Gancheng and began to arrange this formation.Then last year, the formation was completed, so Yu Lang reappeared in Jiang Tianxiao's life.

Everything was carefully calculated and designed by him step by step, there was no accident, no accident, it was all planned.

Jiang Tianxiao opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all.

In the afternoon, the two quietly hugged each other and looked out the window. The train was heading west, and the scenery became more and more desolate.Passing through Xi'an, out of the Weihe Valley, it enters the Loess Plateau with ravines.

It was just April, far from the rainy season.The rivers I occasionally see are shallow and thin streams, and the yellow riverbed is exposed.

Jiang Tianxiao smiled and said, "It's better to be in the south, where there is more rain. The river in the north is placed in the south, so it can only be called Xiaoshuigou. The river next to Songji County is also wider than these rivers."

Yu Lang also smiled, but said: "Although the river in the north has little water, it has its own characteristics... Have you read "The River in the North" by Zhang Chengzhi?"

"Zhang Chengzhi?" Jiang Tianxiao shook his head: "I've never heard of it, what did you write about?"

"Idealism," Yu Lang changed his posture in Jiang Tianxiao's arms: "Talk about an educated youth taking a postgraduate exam..."

"Hey," Jiang Tianxiao said helplessly, "Are you trying to imply that I will take the postgraduate entrance examination?"

"It's better to go to graduate school." Yu Lang raised his head and kissed Jiang Tianxiao on the chin: "I'm serious, don't be angry with me."

"Well... think about it later."

"I quite like Zhang Chengzhi's novels," Yu Lang said, returning to the topic just now: "Idealism, a bit radical, but very powerful, with a kind of... vitality."

Jiang Tianxiao seemed to understand but half understood: "Huh?"

"You will know it after reading it, "The River in the North", "History of the Soul"... However, people of your generation probably can't read it very well," Yu Lang paused, and continued: "It talks a lot about The content related to the Hui people, that is, the land in the northwest... I only now understand that living itself is a kind of idealism."

Jiang Tianxiao asked, "Why?"

"Because to be alive, there will be a lot of pain."

At [-]:[-] am on April [-], the train arrived at Lanzhou Railway Station on time.

The author says:

Recommend Zhang Chengzhi's "Black Steed" and "Northern River".