beloved does not come back

On the second day, it was still Long Ke who drove to Songji Ancient Town.

"Now there are not many people in the town," Long Ke introduced to Jiang Tianxiao: "All the young people have gone to the city to work, and most of the rest are old people. The town is too small, and it is not easy to develop it into a scenic spot. "

Jiang Tianxiao: "Well, I know—this is basically the case in rural areas."

Long Ke Youyou sighed: "Yes, the changes are too big, too fast... I remember when I was a child, there were still many people in the town, and it was very lively during the New Year and weddings. Now, it can't be done. Now, sometimes I can't figure it out, so many people go to the city, what should I do with these old houses in the future?"

Jiang Tianxiao thought for a while and said, "But the city does have its benefits." There are gaps between rural areas and cities, small cities and big cities that cannot be bridged.Jiang Tianxiao thought, if I didn't go to Wuhan, how could I meet Yu Lang again?Although he now understands that even if he can walk from the countryside to the city, from a small city to a big city, he is doomed to pay an unavoidable price - such as economic embarrassment, such as loneliness and helplessness, such as the belonging that cannot be found feel.However, because of Yu Lang, he felt that the price was worth it.

At noon, arrive at Songji Ancient Town.

It is indeed an ancient town, the bluestone slabs on the street are uneven, and the houses on both sides of the street are mostly wooden, with a dull color, and it looks like it has been around for many years.

However, there were indeed very few people in the town. Jiang Tianxiao followed Long Ke and Yu Lang through a few streets, and only saw three or five old people sitting and chatting in the teahouse.

Go straight along a narrow and slippery path, with lush vegetation on both sides of the path. In this season, the bougainvillea is in bloom.

Finally stopped in front of a wooden house.The house seemed to be made of wood with two floors. Jiang Tianxiao looked up and saw thick moss growing on the roof tiles.

The two opposite doors opened a crack, and Long Ke pushed it open, shouting: "Dad!!!"

"You son of a bitch knows how to come back!" A white-haired old man flashed out of the room and strode up to meet him. He gave Long Ke a look, and then patted Yu Lang on the shoulder vigorously: "Yu'er is back!"

"Uncle Long," Yu Lang said with a smile, "I'm really sorry, I've..."

"Hey, I know, I know," the old man waved his hands boldly: "You intellectuals, are you busy——Who is this kid?"

"My name is Jiang Tianxiao, you can call me Xiao Jiang," Jiang Tianxiao said quickly, "I am Yu Lang's... student."

"Hey, college student!" The old man nodded, turned his face and scolded Long Ke, "Turtle son! Look at Yu'er and Xiao Jiang, you didn't study hard before, if you..."

"Old man, I was wrong, I was wrong, I'm so hungry! Let's eat!" Long Ke quickly put his arms around his father's shoulders, and greeted Yu Lang and Jiang Tianxiao from inside: "Come and eat!"

Enter the house through the yard with swaying green grass.

Although the incandescent lamp was turned on, the room still seemed a little dark because of the dark wood.After stepping over the threshold with one foot, the first thing that catches the eye is an ink painting, which depicts a fairy-like old man, and Jiang Tianxiao can't recognize who it is.

Turn left, and you will see a table of eight immortals, which is already filled with steaming dishes.

"The red-headed duck was just killed yesterday," the old man said to Lang with a smile, "I know you like duck stewed with sour radish."

"Indeed, I haven't eaten it for several years..." Yu Lang said: "I ordered it outside, but it never tastes like what you made."

Long Ke asked Jiang Tianxiao to scoop up rice with him, only to see that he took three bowls and one plate.

"Huh?" Jiang Tianxiao said, "I missed a bowl."

Without raising his head, Long Ke said, "My dad wants to eat on a plate."

"what?"

"He eats a lot," Long Ke smiled and handed the bowl to Jiang Tianxiao: "My dad is famous for his big appetite."

Jiang Tianxiao watched Long Ke scoop up a sharp plate of rice.

Back at the dinner table, Yu Lang had already poured wine for the four of them.Long Ke picked up his wine glass and took a sip, then said to Lang with a smile: "Now that you're here, the old man took out the things from the bottom of the storage box."

"This is good wine, Yu'er, let's have a good drink today." The old man raised his glass.

"I respect you," Yu Lang stood up: "I haven't come back to see you these few years, and I apologize to you."

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Yu Lang and Uncle Long chatted in Chongqing dialect, but Jiang Tianxiao couldn't understand much, so he had to concentrate on eating and drinking.It is said that there are many delicacies in Sichuan and Chongqing, Jiang Tianxiao understands that neither Yu Lang nor Uncle Long are chefs, but they can make dishes spicy and delicious.Probably the enthusiasm and pursuit of food has penetrated into every household.

Halfway through lunch, it started to rain outside.

In this regard, Chongqing and Wuhan are similar - it rains in winter, and the lingering rain adds layers of chill and humidity.

But in this ancient town, listening to the sound of rain hitting the tiles, it is not cold, but the sound of rain is long and soft, like a tactful song.

Jiang Tianxiao watched Yu Lang chatting with Uncle Long and Long Ke. Uncle Long's face was flushed from drinking, and his white beard set off his face, which seemed to be a childlike face.Yu Lang's voice was lower than usual, and he also drank a lot of wine.Jiang Tianxiao suddenly thought, is it possible that apart from the weird Shen Yuanmen, other spiritualists are just living ordinary lives?Like Uncle Long and Long Ke, Uncle Long lives in the town. According to Long Ke, Uncle Long’s daily life consists of playing mahjong and arranging dragon gate formations and growing flowers; while Long Ke, although he knows spiritual arts, usually shows Fengshui to others. Choose the date of marriage, buy a house and choose the type of room.

When they completely settled their affairs with Shen Yuanmen, Jiang Tianxiao thought, they would probably lead a peaceful life like the Long family father and son.

After eating a meal from 11:30 to a little faster, Uncle Long finally said that he was a little sleepy and continued at night.

The baijiu had a lot of stamina. Although Jiang Tianxiao only drank a small cup, he was still groggy.Yu Lang was even more drunk, his long and narrow eyes were slightly red, and he looked at Jiang Tianxiao wetly.

"You, help me." Yu Lang said hoarsely.

Jiang Tianxiao's legs were also a little weak, and he wrapped his arms around Yu Lang's back and drove him through his armpit.

Long Ke hiccupped: "This old man's wine is so damn good...Come with me."

The good thing is that although Lang's body is soft, he can still walk without any problem.Jiang Tianxiao supported Yu Lang and followed Long Ke upstairs.

No lights were turned on upstairs, and the corridor was as dark as night.

Entering the room, turning on the light, Long Ke pointed to the big carved bed in the room: "You two sleep in this room - father thought that Yu Lang came back alone, so he tidied up a room - anyway, you two sleep together."

Jiang Tianxiao nodded in a daze: "Ah...thank you, Uncle Long."

Long Ke yawned, took the door and left.

Jiang Tianxiao turned his head and saw Yu Lang sitting beside the bed, motionless.

"Teacher Yu..." Jiang Tianxiao walked over, shook his head, and bent down to look at Yu Lang: "Are... are you okay?"

"It's okay." Yu Lang squeezed the center of his eyebrows: "It's just been a long time since I drank like this..."

Yu Lang took off his shoes and fell back.

With the sound of rain outside the window, Jiang Tianxiao called Yu Lang in a low voice: "Teacher Yu, can I help you take off your clothes?"

"Ah."

Yu Lang was wearing a zippered sweater under his overcoat. Jiang Tianxiao unzipped it for him, then raised his arm, and pulled out the sleeves of the sweater.

At this time, Yu Lang had already heard the sound of even breathing.He fell asleep.

Jiang Tianxiao had no choice but to gently pull the sweater out from under Yu Lang's body, and with his hands down, trembling slightly, he untied Yu Lang's belt.

I'm not playing hooligans, I'm not taking advantage of others!Jiang Tianxiao repeated in his heart over and over again, it's only natural for me to help my boyfriend undress!

But Yu Lang smelled of alcohol and was so obediently at the mercy of others, no matter how righteous Jiang Tianxiao was, he couldn't help but feel guilty.He carefully pulled out Lang's belt, breathing a little rough.

Then, he unbuttoned Yu Lang's jeans.The buttons were undone, and then the zipper of the jeans.The zipper is also down.

Yu Lang's light gray underwear was exposed.

Jiang Tianxiao blushed and took a deep breath.

Yu Lang's current appearance—eyes closed obediently, wearing a white T-shirt on the upper body, and the jeans on the lower body are open, revealing the edge of the underwear—Jiang Tianxiao couldn't hold it in after a few glances.

Food and sex are not right. Color is empty and empty. I want to go back with the wind, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be prosperous, democratic, civilized and harmonious——

Jiang Tianxiao was already a little drunk, but now his mind was in a mess.

He grabbed the trouser legs of the jeans and gently pulled the jeans off Yu Lang's legs.

The sound of the rain was lingering, the room was dim, and Jiang Tianxiao couldn't take his eyes off Yu Lang's two straight legs, which looked like white jade.

From his tight and slender calves, to his protruding knees, to his fair thighs.Going up, Jiang Tianxiao knew that Yu Lang's thin waist was thin but soft—"Ah!"

Jiang Tianxiao cried out suddenly.

Why—how did Yu Lang's carotid artery—be black again? !

Obviously nothing happened just now!

The thoughts in his mind disappeared in an instant, and the drunkenness dissipated. Jiang Tianxiao stared at the black artery—why? !Yu Lang didn't use spiritual skills violently, did he? !

what to do?Want to call him Long Ke? No, no, only a very few people know about it, and even He Sheng doesn't know the reason.Can't be called Ronke.

But what if Yu Lang still sleeps for two or three days like before? !

Jiang Tianxiao gently grabbed Yu Lang's hand and called him in a low voice: "Yu Lang?"

Yu Lang was already sound asleep and didn't respond.

At this moment——later Jiang Tianxiao felt that this was really due to fate—he suddenly remembered He Sheng's words in a strange way.

The last WeChat message that He Sheng sent to Jiang Tianxiao said, how did Yu Lang get his illness and what is it? He hasn't told you yet, right?You... think about it.

And Yu Lang never explained his illness.

Perhaps it was the fact that he was "with Yu Lang" that gave Jiang Tianxiao courage. He comforted himself in his heart, you are already with Yu Lang, and there is nothing wrong with you wanting to know more about his illness...

Jiang Tianxiao reached out, pinched the hem corner of Yu Lang's T-shirt, and picked it up.

Then he shook his hand and put down the T-shirt.

He saw it.

He didn't know why this happened.

From Yu Lang's neck down, his carotid artery, like a living snake, spread into his left chest - where the heart is.

Jiang Tianxiao swallowed, bent down tremblingly, and put his ear on Yu Lang's left chest.

He didn't hear the heartbeat.

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