beloved does not come back

Jiang Tianxiao looked at the poem with a frown. He is not a literary youth, and he rarely even reads novels, let alone read poems.But this poem always gave him a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere.

This is the only, the last, lyrical.

Jiang Tianxiao entered this poem into the search box, and "Haizi's "Diary"" popped up.

Haizi, Haizi, Jiang Tianxiao knows this person, facing the sea, spring is warm and flowers are blooming.

diary

Sister, tonight I am in Delingha, the night is shrouded

Sister, I only have Gobi tonight

At the end of the grassland, my hands are empty

Can't hold a single teardrop in grief

Sister, I am in Delingha tonight

This is a desolate city in the rain

except those who pass and live

Delingha...Tonight

This is the only, last, lyrical

This is the only, the last, steppe

i give stone back stone

let victory win

Tonight the highland barley belongs only to her

everything is growing

Tonight I only have the beautiful Gobi empty

Sister, I don't care about humans tonight, I just want you

On July 1988, 7, the train passed through Delingha

After reading the original work and then looking at Fu Yidong's rewriting, Jiang Tianxiao couldn't help sweating. This rewriting is too casual, just changed a few words... However, after feeling ashamed, Jiang Tianxiao got up and patted Yu Lang. .

"What's wrong?" Yu Lang half-opened his eyes, his voice was indistinct.

"I found a poem written by Fu Yidong on the Internet," Jiang Tianxiao pointed to the computer: "It was written, sister."

"Sister?" Yu Lang's eyes opened suddenly, and he quickly sat up from the bed.

"Hey." Jiang Tianxiao quickly grabbed a down jacket and put it on Yu Lang.

Yu Lang got out of bed and walked to the computer, staring at the screen without saying a word.

A few minutes later, Jiang Tianxiao asked, "What do you think he meant by writing this poem?"

"Sister..." Yu Lang murmured to the screen in a low voice: "It's definitely not accidental, there are so many poems, why did he just... imitate this one?"

Jiang Tianxiao's heart sank following Yu Lang's words: "Could it be that Fu Yidong... the words he said before were all pretending to deceive us?"

"But Longke went to inquire about it. The Fu family really seldom interacts with Fu Yixiao...Moreover," Yu Lang said with a somewhat stern expression, "this poem alone can't explain anything."

"I know..." Fu Yidong's face appeared in Jiang Tianxiao's mind. His nose was a bit rosy, red, with big bags under his eyes, and he looked excessively indulgent.He remembered meeting Fu Yidong that day in the hospital. Fu Yidong hugged a young girl and started to move... How could such a person know how to write poetry?

"Actually," Yu Lang turned off the computer and said, "Even if we went to the police with this poem, the police would believe it—what if Fu Yidong said that someone else wrote it for him? To hold a poetry event, as the leader, he asked someone to write a poem...isn't it?"

Jiang Tianxiao nodded, then put Yu Langsai back under the bed, turned off the light, and climbed into bed.

"I was just thinking..." Jiang Tianxiao put his arms around Yu Lang's waist and whispered, "Are we being too arbitrary?"

"Ok?"

"The Fu family used the money from Fu Yixiao's marriage to pay for Fu Yidong's schooling. It sounds like Fu Yidong is sucking Fu Yixiao's blood... But Fu Yixiao is his sister? Will Fu Yidong know? Is it voluntary? Their siblings are relatives first, and then have interests, right?"

"You're right," Yu Lang gently scratched Jiang Tianxiao's back with his index finger: "And then?"

"On the other hand, on the surface, Fu Yidong is a white-eyed wolf. He made a fortune but didn't improve his sister's life... But is it possible that he actually loves his sister? Uh, I just want to say, give Not giving money cannot be used as the only criterion for judging.”

Yu Lang sighed and said: "But financial help is the most direct and effective, especially when the Ma family is not rich. You said that their siblings have a deep relationship, so they have to show something, right? "

"Maybe we don't know?"

"It's hard to say. Moreover, Fu Yidong must have been investigated like us. He must have an alibi."

After a while, probably because he was really tired, Yu Lang fell asleep in Jiang Tianxiao's arms.In the dark, Jiang Tianxiao closed his eyes, but he didn't feel sleepy.He thought about the poem over and over, almost memorizing it.

This is the only, the last, lyrical.

This is the only, the last, steppe.

Sister, I don't care about humans tonight, I only want you.

...It is really a very affectionate phrase.

Jiang Tianxiao thought to himself, it is true that if you love someone, you should treat them well, but being unkind to someone does not mean that you don't love this person.He remembered what he had seen on the Internet before. Many people criticized the patriarchal phenomenon in rural areas. Girls earn money and spend it with their elder brothers or younger brothers, so it is said that girls are oppressed by their families... But, they are Family members, relatives, earn money to spend for their relatives, is there any problem?Putting it on Fu Yixiao, if she gets married and gets money to support her younger brother's education, will she be willing?

Thinking over and over again, Jiang Tianxiao suffered from insomnia until very late.

If you sleep late, you wake up late. The next day, the sun was bright, and Jiang Tianxiao was woken up by Yu Langhuang.

A bunch of Yu Lang's hair turned up, his lips were red, and he reached out and pushed Jiang Tianxiao: "Go get me a glass of water." His voice was a little hoarse, as if he rubbed against Jiang Tianxiao's eardrum.

"Hey." Jiang Tianxiao took a deep breath and rushed out of the bed to boil water for Yu Lang.

"It's okay," Yu Lang coughed, and said, "Let's go out and play, there are many historic sites here."

"Didn't you catch a cold?" Jiang Tianxiao shook his head: "Don't make it worse."

"...But I want to play with you." Yu Lang sat on the bed with his knees bent, with a quilt on his shoulders, and his hands wrapped around his calves.He looked at Jiang Tianxiao softly with his eyes, and his posture was like a child's.

Jiang Tianxiao's heart was softened by Yu Lang's gaze, and he wished he could rush over and rub him into his arms: "Uh...you are obedient."

Yu Lang raised his eyebrows and smiled: "You still dare to make me 'obedient'?"

Jiang Tianxiao knew that Yu Lang was deliberately teasing him, so his mind became hot, and he smiled lightly and said, "You still call me brother..."

"Huh?" Yu Lang paused, remembering that it was from the bed when he was distracted, his face turned slightly pink, pretending to be angry: "It's against you."

Jiang Tianxiao just laughed and didn't speak.

Ordered takeaway, but didn't go out in the end.The two huddled on the bed watching TV, their heads against their heads, and their hands were clenched under the quilt.Long Ke called to ask Jiang Tianxiao if he wanted to go to the bar for a drink or two, but Yu Lang took it and asked leisurely, "Why is Jiang Tianxiao not calling me?"

"Hey," Long Ke said slyly, "Don't you want to create a serious and noble image of a scholar..."

"I won't go," Jiang Tianxiao said loudly from the side, "Yu Lang and I can just watch TV."

"I can't take it anymore," Long Ke said harshly, "Can you guys have some entertainment for young people?"

"You don't understand," Yu Lang said with a smile: "Okay, you go, pay attention to safety and don't cause trouble."

"I know, I know, hang up!" After Long Ke finished speaking, he hung up the phone angrily.

"Hey," Jiang Tianxiao became interested: "Did you go to the bar before?"

"Rarely." Yu Lang rubbed his head on Jiang Tianxiao's shoulder: "I've only been there two or three times... That was a long time ago."

"Actually, I haven't been there yet." Jiang Tianxiao was a little embarrassed: "My classmate went there before, and came back and said...it was wonderful."

Yu Lang: "Wonderful?"

"It's just...there are so many girls."

"Why?" Yu Lang raised his head and looked at Jiang Tianxiao with a little surprise: "Are you still thinking about my sister?"

"Someone else said it... I just like you!" Jiang Tianxiao confessed quickly.

Yu Lang looked at Jiang Tianxiao, and after a few seconds he suddenly asked, "Have you ever liked other men?"

"No." Jiang Tianxiao replied without thinking.

He really didn't like anyone else - neither man nor woman.Maybe it's because he had an indescribable affection for Lang when he was in high school, and he was busy working part-time after he went to college, so he didn't have any affection for anyone else.

Of course, Jiang Tianxiao thinks that the main reason is that Yu Lang is too good. He feels that his vocabulary is too poor, so that he can't describe Yu Lang's good one percent.He is good-looking, smart, knowledgeable, and gentle... Sometimes Jiang Tianxiao couldn't help thinking, why did Yu Lang fall in love with me?

The two watched TV and talked for a while, and before they knew it, it was past four o'clock in the afternoon.

Yu Lang stretched his waist and said, "Let's go for a walk, I've been holding back all day."

"Ah."

It was only when I went out that I realized that it was snowing in Wuwei.

The snow in the north is different from that in the south. It is as dry as sand, so you don’t need an umbrella when it snows.The snow in Wuwei seems to be drier than that in Gancheng, and the wind blows on the face one by one, and it hurts a bit.Jiang Tianxiao hurriedly helped Yu Lang wrap up the scarf tightly, covering most of Yu Lang's face, only showing a straight nose and a pair of long eyes.

"It's snowing..." Yu Lang's voice was muffled by the scarf.

"Ah," Jiang Tianxiao suddenly remembered, "This is the first time I've seen snow this year."

Yu Lang put his palms flat and paused in the air for a few seconds, then lowered his head and looked at it: "The snowflakes here are indeed bigger than those in the south."

"When I was young, I had snowball fights with my classmates when it was snowing," Jiang Tianxiao recalled: "I made a big snowball, which was to press the snow layer by layer, so that it was very compact... Throw it crookedly, and it turned into someone else's house. The windows are broken."

"Have you been beaten?" Yu Lang asked with a smile.

"Well, I was beaten by my grandma."

"You are also a brat." Yu Lang raised his hand and gently brushed the snow off Jiang Tianxiao's shoulders.

"Is it rare to see snow in Chongqing?" Jiang Tianxiao asked.

"Well," Yu Lang bent down and picked up a small ball of pure white snow from the stone table on the side of the road: "When it snowed when I was young, I was very excited."

"Hey, put it down!" Jiang Tianxiao grabbed Yu Lang's wrist and sprinkled the snow, then held his hand: "I have a cold already, don't catch a cold again."

"fine."

"It's so cold..." Jiang Tianxiao blinked, and pressed Yu Lang's palm on his cheek.