Compete for crossing

I should give this story a tragic ending, because Ajie pursues his dream, but the artillery stays where it is-the world we see is always like this, career is important, the future is important, the future is important, and Personal feelings and love seem to become less important.

Ajie will start his life again, a clean, tidy, decent job, a stable, healthy, normal family.Whenever someone asked him where he was from, he would say, oh, I'm from Elephant, a hilly city in Elephant, it's a small place, near the border.

Someone asked again, what did you do in the first place?

Ajie said, doctor.He returned to his old profession, originally to be a doctor, but now he can only be a doctor.What else can a doctor do?No, I can't do anything else.

He will not mention artillery, the underworld in Hilly City, outside gangs, Uncle Leng, Master Jin, Veyron, and Monkey.It was like a youthful dream he had sent, full of passion and desire, full of dreams and vitality.But it is just a dream after all. After waking up, we often forget what we dreamed.

Therefore, he will not say that he once loved such a person, who is dirty, low, vulgar, and poor.But he just loves him, loves his courage, loves his impulse, loves his unhesitating, and his determination and aggressiveness that never existed before.

He would not even say that he spent an irreplaceable time with that person, let him wash his face and put him in a suit.Let him clean up the rules of the gang, let him do his best to control the territory, from a moth in the hilly city to a local snake, from a foreigner to a Tuodi gang.

Those things will become a thing of the past, people go to high places, and water flows to low places.It is human instinct to pursue beautiful and flawless things, and Ajie is also a human being, he cannot resist these instincts.

However, he has other instincts.

That instinct is the desire for one person, the dependence on belated youth, the unrealistic longing for the future, and the fantasy and persistence of love.

On the day he arrived at the airport, he sat in the waiting hall and waited quietly.He looked at the ticket in his hand and called his flight on the radio at any time.

He wanted to see the words on the ticket clearly, but for some reason, the figure of the artillery was always in front of him.

He remembered the uneasiness of Cannon kissing him for the first time, the strength of the first hug, the greenness and pain of the first night, and the hysteria and sorrow and joy of the last lovemaking.

He waited for a long time at the airport, the buzzing in his ears mixed with the noise of the glider from the countless planes taking off.

He tried to hear the radio clearly, but in the end he couldn't hear anything clearly.

The only thing that echoes in my ears is the hoarse voice of the artillery, and the choked sobs with tears.

He said I don't want you to go, I really don't want you to go.

He said I like you, if I work hard enough and good enough, I beg you, can you stay for me.

He also said, is the master so cruel? If he looks for the master again in the future, he will definitely not look for someone like Ajie.

He shed tears in Ajie's ears, the tears were warm, but they scalded Ajie's ears and cheeks.Ajie couldn't see the flight on the screen, nor could he see the mimeograph on the ticket.

In a few hours, he would be living the life he had planned, and he would be free from the past, from the smog.

Of course, he also believed that he would never meet a hug so tight that he trembled because he was afraid of losing him.

The plane took off, and it flew towards the cloudless sky.

There is a sun that has not yet set in the sky, but there is no moon that has risen early.

Epilogue

It was already late at night when Huo Pao returned home, and he actually walked all the way from the airport to his home.

He didn't turn on the light, and he didn't sit down.He looked at the little lights in the kitchen, thinking about whether he forgot to press the switch the night before.

He always forgot to turn off the switch in the kitchen, for which he was scolded countless times by Ajie.Every time he drank too much, he would lie directly on the bed, and Ajie would help him deal with everything before going to bed.

But now, no one helps him deal with it.

He took a deep breath and walked slowly towards the sofa.

There was still a half pack of cigarettes on the coffee table and a half cylinder of ash that hadn't been emptied.The empty wine bottles are neatly placed under the coffee table.

He suddenly felt that the room was terribly quiet, so terribly that he even had auditory hallucinations.

The hallucination came from the kitchen, as if Ajie was still busy in the kitchen, and he was asked to take a bath after a while, urging him to wash off the smell of cigarettes and alcohol all over his body.

He smiled bitterly, took off his coat and threw it on the sofa.

Some people are like this, when they are there, they get annoyed by his nagging, but when they are not, they realize that the nagging is the most familiar voice.

The cannon sank into the sofa and lit a cigarette.The cigarette butt flickered in the dark, but it became the light source second only to the kitchen.

There is also a folder on the other side of the sofa, and there is still money in it that Ajie is unwilling to take away.He knew that giving money was insulting Ajie, so Ajie refused, and he couldn't insist.

He took out his mobile phone to look at it, and unconsciously turned to the address book again.His finger dialed Ajie's number, hesitated for a moment, but still did not delete it.He has no way to erase these memories as the other party leaves, at least not today.

But can it be done in the future?he does not know.

The foreign gang lost their master, but they can still find it again.But without Ajie, no one can replace him.

On the third cigarette, the noise from the kitchen got louder, which also woke Cannon up, realizing that it might not be a hallucination.

So the cannon put out its smoke and drew its switchblade.

The news of the master's departure must have spread like wildfire. Everyone can see the distraught of the artillery, and it is not surprising that someone is waiting for an opportunity to act at this time. noise.

Cannon clenched the switchblade and approached the kitchen, and didn't wake up until he reached the door of the kitchen.

He gritted his teeth, wondering if the person inside had a gun.But even if he did, it would be too risky for him to call his brother or quit immediately.

So he tightened his switchblade again, and looked cautiously into the kitchen.

The moment he saw it, he froze.

The people in the kitchen turned around at the sound of switchblades falling.

The two of them just looked at each other quietly, until the artillery took a few steps, walked into the kitchen completely, and stood in front of each other blankly.

After a while, Ajie smiled. He put down the bottles and cans he was packing up, walked over and hugged the cannon.

Ajie's eyes were red, as if he had just cried.There were still tickets in his pocket, all covered with water-stained shadows.His arms were bound so tightly that Cannon couldn't breathe.

Huo Pao opened his mouth wide, and after a while, he said slowly—"Brother Jie, you..."

"I want to live with you," Ajie said, "I don't know if you still want to accept me, brother Huo Pao."

Huo Pao also laughed, but he didn't dare to answer right away. He didn't raise his hand to pat Ajie's back until Ajie's arms wrapped around him more tightly, proving that all this was really not an illusion.

"Take it," Huo Pao said, "You are the master of the outside gang."

Always remember the sunset at Xiting, drunk and do not know where to return.Going back to the boat late at the end of the day, strayed into the depths of the lotus root flowers.Fighting for crossing, fighting for crossing, startled a pool of gulls and herons.

——Li Qingzhao?

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