The Taming of the Ruffian Hero

Since the day Wenxi and I set off, we have already decided that we will never return to that place in this life.

"Life has no roots, drifting into the dust on Moshang, scattered and turned by the wind, this is already very personal." Wenxi and I laughed.Wandering around the world, grazing white clouds, was originally a plot in a martial arts novel, but unexpectedly, the two of us were about to live such a life.

We have been to the renovated Bawang Tomb, and also to the hometown of Bawang. We have been separated by thousands of years of time and space. I asked Wenxi to play the Chu song with the flavor of Chu at that time. Wen Xi joked that it was because of Zheng Kai’s rude voice that he could sing the Chu song.Thinking of the crazy behavior during the school celebration, I couldn't help but smile a little. I thought, I sang Yu Ji's poems by myself, but Zheng Kai was always dubbing.

I went to the filming locations of "Farewell My Concubine", the Summer Palace, the former residence of Mei Lanfang, the Confucian Temple, the People's Theater, and the place where my brother's soul died forever. Remember, the blood here was spattered three feet back then.

Wenxi and I, especially him, are full of literary and artistic cells. After satisfying my interest in visiting ancient times and exploring seclusion, he took me to the filming location of Dream of the Red Chamber, visited the former residence of Cao Yin, and even talked about some ancient poems to me with great interest. .

For example: "Peach Blossom Pond is thousands of feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me", so we went to Peach Blossom Pond in Jingxian County, Anhui Province. The water is long and the love is deep through the ages. We both looked at each other and smiled.

Another example: "Floating clouds wandering in the mind, setting the sun in the old man's love", so Wenxi forced this poem to be a story of Li Bai and a certain friend, and took me to ancient Chang'an, and took a tour of the Bell and Drum Tower there.

There is also: "It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and you meet the king when the flowers fall", so Wenxi implicitly told the story of Tang Xuanzong and Li Guinian, and then arranged the threesome of Du Fu and Li Guinian, let's go After arriving in Tanzhou, Hunan, the two also cosplayed. He played the old Du Fu, and I played Li Guinian, who was unhappy with Xuanzong Nanxing. The two laughed and cried after the performance.

Another example: "Life and death have a great deal, talk to Zi Cheng, hold your hand, and grow old together with you", so we stand in the hot land of ancient Bei County, now Tangyin County, Henan Province.On the contrary, he enthusiastically composed a tune for the famous chapter in "The Book of Songs: Drumming" on a whim, and sang it with me.I sang a few lines and then stopped, the voice was really soft and not pleasant to the ears, while Wen Xi's voice, although not as thick and vigorous as Zheng Kai's almost rude voice, but Zhao Yuan's, was deep and powerful, desolate and loud .

I took his hand and asked with a smile, if we are like this, do we count as holding his hand and growing old together?

Wenxi smiled slightly and said, when we grow old together, we will hold hands and grow old together.

That's right, he is still the same, regarding the matter of a lifetime, he firmly believes that unless two people die at the same time, it is not considered a lifetime.He always asked Hongyan to send the letters of Brother Yunche and Sister Ziping to different places, and he had his own magic way to get them. When he read, sometimes he burst into tears, and sometimes laughed happily, but he was always sad , he did not believe in that lifetime.

I know that he had such thoughts about two people before, one is Zhao Yuan, but he married Shu Xiaoman as his wife, and the other is Zhang Dong, he thinks he is very selfish as if he never loved Zhang Dong , but gave him endless hope. In Zhang Dong's view, this endless hope may be naked irony and eternal despair.He promised Zhang Dong his whole life, 360 years, after all, not a minute or a second, he can fulfill the promise after making it.

Wenxi has kept that recording by his side all the time, reminding himself how Zhang Dong died at the hands of his uncle Hongxuan, and he often thinks that Uncle Hongxuan also shot violently in the early morning of the day he killed Zhang Dong. Suicide, these two people who he may regard as close relatives, went away overnight, and it was a painful blow to him.At that time, Zhao Yuan and Shu Xiaoman were married in City G.

After wandering around the country, we went abroad again.

Cambodia's Angkor Wat, the millennium of time and the forest of the city, left his piano sound and my footprints.The four-faced Buddha in Bangkok, Thailand, leave our sincere or absurd prayers, and hope that no one in the world will remember us.We left the vanilla garland, the soot of the candle, like Wenxi's heart.

In the Windmill Village in the Netherlands, we looked at the sparkling water, the windmills, the lavender gardens, and the endless sky, running in it, like a dream.The people living in seclusion in the village, we listened to their stories, the sonata under the moonlight, and even a few people holding hands to impromptu singing and dancing, there are traces of our same people everywhere.

On the plateau of Mexico, the green grass reaches the horizon, and we see the same wild animals as us, chasing and playing in the wild, and the phoenix is ​​flying.

Alaska, Denali, the Northern Lights, the interweaving of disillusionment and rebirth, suddenly, the world is like a dream.

Finally returned to China, came to an unknown small temple in the west, looked at the prayer flags every day, read the helplessness and sadness of Tsangyang Gyatso, and chased a seemingly never-ending "be worthy of the Tathagata and live up to the Qing" .”

A song, a broken soul, the beginning of spring, the light year of midsummer, the fall of autumn rain, and the cold spring.Two years, two years of inexhaustible separation, but it is also an inexhaustible thought for the two of us.

When Wenxi unintentionally opened Xiaocheng's news and unintentionally followed Zhao Yuan's Weibo, I heard him cry very sadly.

I don't know whether he was crying for Xiaoman's departure, or for the two children's mother who lost his mother when he was young, or for hurting himself, deeply feeling the confusion of fate.

In short, I know that such comfortable and sad, lonely and warm time will be gone forever.

Wenxi began to send things to the three children in Xiaocheng.

Wenxi slackened a lot, and once called Hongyan, he almost forgot to activate the IP modification.

I don't know if it was Wanxin's or An An's idea, or Zhao Yuan's desperate move.

All the people from those days remember Wenxi, and all the people from those days gathered together.

Everyone declared that this year's Qixi Festival.

The wedding ceremony of Zheng Kai and Chen Wanxin, the tenth wedding anniversary of Yun Che and Zhu Ziping, the wedding ceremony of Zhang Anan and Wang Hui.What's more, Wenxi's mother, Huang Xiya and his father Lin Ziwei's [-]th wedding anniversary.

Especially when he saw the picture of his mother, Wenxi almost fainted from crying. That was the biological mother whom he hadn't seen for 11 years!The gentleness and kindness on her face, her kindness, and her embrace all made Wenxi linger in the past, and became the endless heart of feeding back at this moment.

All the coincidences are twisted into a huge invisible force at this moment, summoning Wenxi to return.

Ren Er's heart is like steel, and this time has also become a worrying heart that lingers on for thousands of miles.

I know that he wants to go back, and I also know that there are endless worries in his eyes when he looks at me.

Naturally, I don't want to stand between Zheng Kai and Wanxin. They will definitely treat me so well that I can't repay them, but my existence will only remind them of the scarred hearts they once had. I don't want to, That's what I exist for.

Naturally, I would not be willing to go back to my hometown, and under the repeated perplexity and urging of my family, I insisted on refusing to get married.

It seems that I, Gu Xi, shouldn't exist in this world.

A summer rain came unexpectedly.I lied to Wenxi, saying that I was going to the town to buy some things. Wenxi sat in front of the computer, looking at the pictures thoughtfully, which belonged to his life and his memories.

Thinking of the rain when Wenxi was a child, when the rain fell, even if he was carried by Zhao Yuan, the world would still be hazy.

This rain was falling heavily, and it was all over the world. I stood under the streetlights at the crossroads, longing for the streetlights to be turned on during the day.

Maybe it was not dark enough, and the street lamps refused to illuminate me.

Looking up, looking at the lamp cap, it was as quiet as hiding in a corner and secretly mocking me, mocking my manly body, daughter's heart, my manly body and daughter's appearance, and now, even my appearance is gone.

Ridiculous, a dead thing, I can express many emotions to it.

Squatting under the street lamp, I looked up, not knowing how bright the dark clouds were, but the auspicious light outside?

It's cold, it's summer, it seems like I'm going to be a little match seller.

This man, Wenxi, stood beside me, under the umbrella, was the warm clear sky.That moment of clear sky shattered the bottom of my heart.

I have known for a long time that Wenxi can not only hug herself to keep warm, but also keep me warm all the time.

"Actually, it's fine even if you don't go back." Wen Xi said slowly.

I hurriedly picked up my broken heart and sewed it up bit by bit.

"Wenxi, I won't run away. There are many loves in this world besides the word love, right?" I stood up and held him back with a smile: "Wenxi, even if I am alone in a certain place now , I also learned to keep myself warm. Holding myself is also very warm, isn't it? Besides, there will be you in this world in the future!"

Wenxi hugged me tightly.

If I just wandered in the rivers and lakes alone, I think I would, but Wenxi will definitely set off again, looking for me all the time.

I decided to go back and bury everything in my heart.Everyone has paid too much for me. In my whole life, it is impossible to live for myself.For those smiling faces, for those who care about me.

"I'm sorry." Wen Xi's voice was close to his ears, and it seemed to be coming from the distant sky.

Not because of everything that is about to pass away, but because of what I will get and change for it.

At this moment, I understand him.It's a man's love for a man, not a woman's love for a man.

One man's letting go is another man's growth.

Originally, I was not the child whose mental age was only nine years old.

Wenxi drew a picture for me, and it has been hanging in my private kitchen restaurant in the small town ever since.

The person in the painting, the scars on his face, formed a beautiful butterfly from the original distorted worm.

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